By Darius Thornhill
Laying there in front of the fire was becoming somewhat chilly so we agreed to climb into his bed. We stood up and dragged the duvet into his bedroom. As I reached his bed I tripped on the corner of the duvet and fell face forward onto the bed with my bottom sticking up in the air.
"Nice arse sis!" said Ed in a lusty voice. Then I felt a not so gentle smack on my right buttock cheek.
I lay there in surprise. What had just happened? My brother had smacked me yes, but what had really shocked me was the instant effect it had on my already aroused body. The sudden sharp sensation of the smack seemed to be wired directly to my pussy, which was tingling in anticipation. Instinctively I wiggled by bum with delight.
"Er, Ed," I whispered. "That actually felt pretty good!"
"What this?" he said, smacking my left cheek.
"Yes, that!" I groaned, becoming more turned by the second and feeling the wetness surge between my legs. "Do it again... please?" I pleaded. So he did -- a little bit harder that time.
I suppose that was the mild but awakening spark I needed -- and it set the course for the rest of my sex life and maybe my life too. As if incest wasn't enough for me I wanted to try more kinky sex -- and I'm still trying everything even today.