Warning: this story consists of the following (in no particular order): incest, oral and some facts about my life. If you consider the licking of a pussy a massage well then it has that too. All characters in this story are over 18. The characters are real people with their names changed for obvious reasons. It's up to you to figure out what you feel is real and what is not; well one part I point out is completely truth. Also, no copy is to be made of this story without the direct approval of the author which is me: LIVE4THEBJ. Now onto the story.
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Since the original story there have been much that has changed in our lives; more hers than mine. Sandy decided to take it upon herself to go for nursing school, and well for me I pursued EMS. Unlike Sandy I dropped out finding being responsible of people's lives after taking a crash course in medical rescue was more responsibility than I could handle.
Sandy on the other hand was more book smart than me, and she absorbed her reading material like a sponge in water. I am proud to say she graduated and is currently applying for jobs all over the place, but still doing her massaging business for the money to pay for it all. Unfortunately she had to drop some clients mostly the high profile ones that as one would expect would make or break an appointment at a moments notice, but she kept enough on to keep her going.
So looking back to what we shared with Literotica we say It's been a solid 2 years, probably more since we last had our incident. Since then we spent very little time together, and what time we spent she was face first in her nursing books trying to memorize obscene amount of information in shorts amount of time. I have to give her credit though she can do it, and she can do it well: memorize that Is. For me, I never had that talent, hell I barely passed history class. For who really needs to know about this and that in history? Okay, maybe a history professor, but not me that's for sure. Nope, all I need to know is how to fix a computer, setup a network, encrypt a drive, that is my niche and I get well paid to do it.
But now that the pressure is off of her she called me and wanted to cut loose for one night: really let off some steam. When she said that I have to admit the first thing that came to mind was that day on the massage table when she engulfed my cock whole, and brought me to the most intense orgasm of my life. In case you are wondering and I am sure you are, nothing came of it since then. We acted like everything is everything, and that incident never occurred. To put it mildly, we were never awkward around each other since, but we never discussed it either. It was almost like It's the most natural thing in the world that siblings do to each other when the moment is right but don't dwell on it.
Okay I admit to focusing on it several times. For I am divorced male with a high sex drive and take that plus opportunity like dating sites, let's just say quite a few of my "dates" as you can call them I was picturing my sister's face on many of them as I was doing my thing. As to the details of that, it's truly amazing how many people I came across openly said, showed, and informed me of similar interests in incestual relationships. I confined in a select few about what we did, or for a better word what she did to me. It turned them on, but they also gave their view point as someone who is a female and shares experiences and others fantasies of incest. Was a nice wanted insight, and served me well the two years that I didn't see much of my sister.
I am most thankful that we are close as ever; this would be true whether the incident happened or not. Then came the night where that changed. The thing about me and my sister Sandy, well more her than me is she loves to drink. She I guess you can say is a borderline alcoholic; she can go days without a drink but once she starts she doesn't know when to stop or has the desire to stop. Not to say it's drinking day after day, it's more one drink after another till she either goes to bed or passes out where she stands. To say a wine bottle is safe with her is further from the truth than I can express. But that is Sandy and I love her. If I really felt it was an issue I would be more aggressive about trying to help her, but as long as someone else is driving or she is drinking at home I don't see the harm.
So that brings us to the most recent event the night that resulted in another sexual encounter much further than I would ever have expected to go. Granted I am as guilty as her for how far it went, but can you blame me? I did say she tried to be a model and on top of it she is my sister, plus I get off on incest, and most of all she came onto me even if she doesn't remember it. I am sure you are confused at this point so take a moment and read part 1 first for it's not very long and then come back where you left off on this story and I will lay out the series of events of what recently occurred. How recent? Lets just say she is sleeping naked right now a few feet from me.
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As I was saying she just finished nursing school and she really wanted to let loose. At first she wanted to go to some foreign island with me but I don't have that kind of money, and the trip wouldn't be cheap, so we both settled on a night of bar hopping. This particular night we decided to go with our favorite "The DragonFly". This place it's really hard to explain for it's sort of all over the place. It has an expensive new age look to it, but has Jazz musicians play there some nights, they serve the common American cuisine and then on top of it they have a variety of sushi. The bartenders and hostess are always attractive people: male or female, and sometimes even the busboy as my sister pointed out can be hot.
It has an ambiance that one could take someone there for a date to try to loosen her up for a night of hot kinky sex and at the same time one could take their sister there just for a night of drinking and socializing. We at least intended the later. That is how it started at least, but this particular day I decided to try something new: Guinness. I heard of it, know of it, and quite frankly never ever tried it. Usually my poison would be a Corona or a series of Corona's or something of similar nature. Other times it's Captain and Coke for while I love Jack and Coke I also learned while with others that Jack Daniels just makes me mean: very mean so I stay away from it at least when I am with someone.
So my sister and I decided to go drink-for-drink to see who taps out. Now you must understand that her and many others can drink me under the table; I am truly a lightweight. Drinking was never my thing, and when I did do it I could get drunk quite easily. For instance, 3 Corona's and I am buzzed. But tonight, was a different story. Understand we went drink-for-drink, and I never ever had Guinness before. 6 Guinness's later I swear to you I am not even buzzed, and she on the other hand is hammered and she can tell I am not buzzed.
At first we thought "maybe they are water down" but then I pointed out we went beer-for-beer which means we both got a drink at the same time and finished at the same time. So that was out, but some weird reason I was not even catching a buzz let alone drunk and under normal circumstances I would be trying to flirt with the bartender at this point for quite frankly sober I am shy as they come but put a few drinks in me and I am a gigolo. However, 8 drinks later nothing. So once we finished with number 8 we agreed we stayed our welcome and left to go walk around a few blocks to see where we can go next.
