I love my twin sister. I remember when I was a kid that sometimes we would cuddle because we lost our parents and we had no one else to turn to. We have foster parents, Eric and Judy, they are nice, but strict. I would always get told by them not to do incest and so on because it is wrong. My sister is very attractive, 5.8ft" Nice long legs, a firm ass and at least C cups. I never bothered to ask. We were 18, and soon we would be graduating from highschool.
"We're going out for tonight, you kids don't do anything naughty while we're away ok?" Eric said before he and Judy left for dinner. They would be out for at least three hours, and I know he meant naughty as in don't burn the house down naughty but it really turned me on because I would think of my twin sister. My 9" penis thrusting in and out of her sweet, sweet love nest. I went to grab a bite from the fridge when she came into the kitchen wearing a long sleeved white buttoned shirt and mini jeans. (The shirt is from our school, we go to a private one)
"Hey, the rest of the chicken is for me. I didn't eat at lunch" Her lilting voice said, music to my ears. The only problem I had with this was that the chicken was pretty much the only thing to eat there, unless you wanted to eat french mustard or boiled eggs, neither of which I like.
"Can we please share, I am hungry too, you know." I replied in a stern tone. She seemed surprised and pissed off at the same time. She didn't reply for a while.
"Fine, just don't hog it to your self, I would like something to eat." She finally said before sighing a deep breath. She turned around, revealing her curved back and ass, going to the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of ketchup and the kitchen and proceeded to the kitchen to see my sister on her phone, probably texting her boyfriend, Jack.
"You going to eat? Or just text your boyfriend all night?" I said, eating my food.
"Eating with your mouth open is rude, you know. And no, I was texting Sarah." she replied stubbornly. Later on, while we were eating, with out any warning, we both reached for the ketchup and felt each others hands. God, her fingers felt soft and tender, as I assumed her breast were too.
"Sorry, you use it first," she said snapping her hand back like a mouse trap. Did she do that on purpose? I was not so sure. I used the ketchup before passing it to her.
"Oh, I don't need it anymore, it's ok" she proclaimed. Yeah, that definitely looked like it was on purpose, does she like me too? At the thought of this my cock started rising slowly, from a piece of rope to a steel rod.
"I'm going to go to bed early tonight. I need it for exams tomorrow." she said quietly before trailing off, leaving her plate at the table as usual. Shit, exams. I forgot they were tomorrow. But what would you prefer? Revising hours on end which you can do later? Or having some of the best sex you've ever had?
(hopefully)
I watched t.v for a while before deciding to go to bed. I looked at the clock: 9:00. Seriously? Eric and Judy have only been gone for two hours. That means I had another hour to hopefully get laid.
I walked by her room and heard a small moan. I got excited just listening to it. I put my head to the wall and I swear I heard these exact words. "Tom (my name) I want to be fucked by you please." Before she groaned again. Almost instantly, like an inflatable toy, my cock stood up harder than it normally is. I said to myself, fuck it. And walked in...
The scent was mesmerizing, but what was more hypnotizing was the sight of my twin sister stroking her shaved pussy in noting but a bra and a see through pantie. It was obvious she started masturbating not too long ago. I walked around the room as she hadn't seen me yet and sat on her computer chair. I stared at her for a good long while before she said:
"Tom, is that you?" she said nervously standing up.
"What are you doing here? Get out!" she screamed and kicked me out of her room, slamming the door behind me.
"Fine by me" I muttered before going to my room to search up a porn video to watch. I started stroking my dick, before picking up the pace when the door opened behind me. I immediately closed my browser, and put my penis back into my pants, thinking it was Eric or Judy who had decided to come home early.
"Tom? Were you masturbating to-" she stopped, she hated the word. Even talking about it to her friends was hard to do.