This story was inspired by a conversation I had with a nice guy called Broxibear. It gives a very different perspective to brother/sister incest. Would suggest you read tags to make sure it's what you want to read.
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"Jay will you please help? I am desperate. I am supposed to be moving into university halls of residence tomorrow, and once again bloody Charlene has let me down at the last moment."
Jay listened to his sister Jules pleading when an unbidden vision of her near naked and lying on her bed popped into his head.
The party was about 6 months ago and held a few days after her actual 18th birthday. Their parents had insisted it was held out of the house and that Jay attend as a chaperone, being her older brother by nearly 8 years. Jay's wife should have also been there but had cried off at the last moment. Jay had moved out when he got married a few years before, but his parents had insisted on keeping his room ready as a, "just in case."
Jay had looked after her and when she got totally drunk and took her to their parents' home.
*****
Jules had staggered in and then pulled her dirty blonde hair to one side of her head before rushing to puke in the downstairs bathroom. Jay thanked his lucky stars that his parents were out for the night, but he knew they would be home soon, so he had to get his sister out of the way. When she finally emerged, it looked like she had been dragged through a hedge backwards. He helped her upstairs to her room, all the time hoping that the bathroom was in a decent condition. At nearly 5 inches taller than her 5' 6" and being quite fit helping her wasn't that difficult and he did manage to cop a feel of her soft breast as he half-carried her. Lying her on the bed he turned her on her side and then debated about helping her get changed as she was still dressed, if wearing the sprayed-on black mini dress could be considered dressed. The outfit had ridden up high enough that her could see her ass cheeks, and for a moment he wasn't sure she was wearing any knickers. He mentally chastised himself that he was ogling his baby sister albeit she was officially old enough now. That was when her left breast took the opportunity to fall out of the side of the dress.
The sight of the flesh made his cock twitch in his jeans and as she rolled about, he could see her nipple was pierced making the vision even more sexy. Fishing out his phone he took a couple of snaps he promised silently he would never show anyone. Nervously he eased up her skirt to check for kickers and he saw she was wearing the tiniest of G-strings, with a scrap of cloth covering her pussy so small, it would hardly make a decent eye patch for a pirate. He could clearly see that she was shaved and that tiny fragment of material working its way inside her revealing she was soaking wet. Clicking a few more pictures Jay suddenly stopped as she rolled about, but this only had the effect of making both her breasts fall out completely and lie there invitingly.
Jay wanted to fuck her, in fact right at that moment he didn't care she was his sister, he wanted to take his cock out, open her legs and plunge into her wetness until he filled her full of his cream. He could feel his cock straining against his jeans and with his hand on the zipper he stopped as he heard his mother shout from downstairs, "Jay...Jules...are you home?"
Pulling a sheet over his sister's sleeping form he leant over the banisters, "We are both home but sis is out of it so I have put her to bed."
"Make sure she has a bucket by her," Jay heard his father shout.
The next thing Jay knew his mother appeared with buckets and flannels and shooed him to bed while she dealt with her baby girl.
As Jay undressed his cock was still aching and clicking on the phone, he scrolled through the pictures he had taken. He nearly screamed when it vibrated with a text from his wife Heather.
"Hey babe are you OK soz I couldn't be there XXX"
Jay was actually pleased she hadn't joined them on the night out as his wife and Jules didn't get on. He had also enjoyed watching his sister on the dance floor flirting with other women by grinding her body against them.
"All is good. Jules got pissed. Mum is with her putting her to bed..." Then remembering how sensitive his harridan of a wife could be he added, "...miss you XXX."
Returning to the pictures of his sister Jay started to work his cock as he imagined how it would feel to be inside her. He wondered if her pussy would taste sweet and if she would pull at his hair as he licked her to an orgasm. However, the pictures couldn't drive out the thoughts of his wife Heather, who would have been totally disapproving of what Jules wore that night. Not to mention how much she drank and certainly wouldn't have liked the way she acted.
Working his cock, he tried to imagine the two together but the harder he thought about it the more unreal it became, so instead he recalled the memories of his sister on the dance floor earlier that evening. She had flirted outrageously with both men and women and more than once went outside before returning a short while later looking dishevelled. He was pretty sure that at least once she had come back with a streak of cum in her hair. It was that thought that sent him over the top and he spurted his seed over his belly.
*****
Jay agreed to help her move, and drove over to his old family home which was a good hour from his house. After loading up his 4x4 with more stuff than he thought she could possibly use, they set off to Jule's university digs.
She was going to live near the university in a shared house with several other students. As they drove Jules chattered on about how her parents had wanted her to move into halls of residence for at least the first year but she had fought against it.
"Why?" said Jay as he settled down for two hours on the motorway.
"Because halls would cramp my style," Jules pouted then returned to furious texting on her phone.
"Your style?" snorted Jay, "More like you mean they would check up on you and you wouldn't be able to have your girlfriend over."
Jay knew his sister swung both ways and based on some of the antics he had seen that could happen in the same night. According to his mother, she had settled down over the last few months with an older woman called Charlotte.
"What about Charlotte?" Jay asked, "Wasn't she supposed to be helping out today?"
"She dumped me last night," Jules said waving her phone. "Evidently she considers me being bisexual a lack of commitment to the lesbian sisterhood."
"You are joking," Jay said stealing a sideways glance.
"Yeah maybe I exaggerate a little, but we are finished especially after me calling her..." Jules looked down, "...a stuck-up middle classed, middle-aged bitch."
"A little harsh perhaps, "Jay laughed, "but plenty more fish...and fishettes in the sea."
"It's alright for you, being married you have sex on tap."
Jay laughed cynically as he thought about his wife Heather. Ever since they got married, he felt she had changed. She seemed to want to control what he did, who he spent time with, and even what he wore at times. It was never overt, but she would pass comments like, "Don't you think that Pete is a little common," or, "That shirt looks a bit old fashioned."
When it came to sex it was like a barren wasteland with the occasional oasis when she calculated she was fertile. Then it was sex on demand, her demand. But even then, the object of the exercise was to get her pregnant so as soon as he would cum, she would cease all activities. Jay had almost come to dislike the opening line when he got in from work, "We need to do it tonight." It just took away any intimacy.
As he explained this to his sister, she sat open-mouthed not quite believing what she was hearing. When he had finished she said softly, "Oh Jay I feel so sorry for you."
"Don't worry my right hand still fancies me," he laughed not adding that he still masturbated over her pictures.
"Ewwww gross," Jules laughed poking her tongue, though the thought of her brother with his cock in his hand had a weird sort of attraction.
*****
Jay lugged the last of the boxes up the stairs and into his sister's room before plonking himself down on the small bed.
"That's all of it, after this I need to get the suspension checked on my poor car."
"You are a star big bro, thank you. Would you like a cup of tea before you go?"
The pair started searching through the boxes to find the spare kettle that their mother had packed for Jules. As Jay went through one box, he let out a roar,
