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About: This was a Role Playing session between ASSTR authors SarahMcA2012 and Dandy_Tago. It was played out over instant messenger. Each participant writes in the first person for themselves and in the second person for the other participant. For this reason, I present the session like an IM chat so that you can easily distinguish which author is speaking.
Summary: Hanna comes home to discover that little brother hit puberty while she was away. Well, being gone to college has changed Hanna, too.
Codes: Fm inc bro/sis mast piv
Despite it being only an hour and a half of a drive from the university to our parents' home in the country, I never do seem to come home very often. Really the only time I do is on the holidays & Summer. The reason is obvious, our parents are both annoyingly moralistic & strict. However, the bright side is my thirteen-year-old little brother, Patrick. As I near the house, I can't help but think about what I'm supposed to do while there... The professor showed us how normal it was in so many areas, and how normal it used to be. As I pull up though, I still can't believe what I'm going to do... I step out of the car, seeing the house I grew up in and sigh. It's going to be a long, but hopefully fun, summer.
I watch from my window. Mom and Dad said Hanna's coming home today for the summer. I haven't seen her in ages. She was supposed to come home for Spring Break but as soon as Mom started talking about getting her an Easter dress and going to church, I knew she was going to back out. I mean, I hate Mom and Dad's religious ideas and stuff, but Hanna really hates it -- especially since she started going to college. She could barely stand all the religious Christmas stuff when she was here in December.
I hear you pull into the driveway, and I pull the curtain back in time to see your long legs slide out of the car. OMG I can't believe how tan you look compared to the last time I saw you. I feel all sweaty all of the sudden, and I get that weird sensation in my belly. My hand instinctively reaches down into to my shorts, and I begin to rub the aching in my penis. I can't believe how sexy you look in your tank top and jean shorts. I've been jacking off to Dad's magazines that I found in the garage, but you... you look more amazing than any of them. And you're my sister! When I hear the front door open, I pull my hand out of my shorts and run downstairs to meet you.
As I walk into the house, I can't help but feel a sense of dread. It smells clean and everything is neat, but it's a house full of repression and judgement. I don't hear mom, though, and instead I hear the rapid beating of feet coming down the stairs.
My face breaks out in a smile as I see you bounding down them and towards me. I open my arms wide as I feel you crash into my body.
"Patrick!" I say excitedly as I wrap my arms around you, hugging you tightly. For a moment my "mission" is forgotten and I just hold my little brother in my arms, but as I do I can't help but notice how much you've grown and how good it feels to hold you.
"I can't believe how much you've grown!"
"YOU'RE BACK!" I scream as I throw myself at you. "I missed you so much, Hanna!"
As you wrap your arms around me, you pull my face in close to your body. I can smell the sweat on you from your drive home and the faint but lovely odor of your perfume. You squeeze me, and it pushes my face into your breast. Instantly, my cock is raging hard, pressed against the top of your thigh. My body instinctively convulses a fraction of an inch, and I grind myself against you before awkwardness overwhelms my biological desire to copulate, and I pull away full of embarrassment.
"Uh, yeah," I mumble. Grown to where my face is level with your tits, I think to myself.
I glance up at you, stopping at your tits for a moment to take in where my face has just been before I look up into your eyes. It takes me a second to recover before I think to ask something polite in return. But then all of the questions just pour out of me.
"How are you? How was your trip? How's college? What have you been learning? How did you get so tan? Do you have a boyfriend? Are you thirsty?"
I'd heard about the effects of puberty, and seen it to an extent in middle school myself among the boys, but seeing and feeling your reaction was priceless. I felt your animalistic-like movements, and the unmistakeable hardness pressing against my upper thigh, and I immediately realize what my professor had been saying the whole time.
Most women would have been repulsed, or at least discomforted by what had just happened, but it's only confirmed everything I'd hoped.
I grin as I put a hand on my hip, letting you stare without judgement as I smile.
"Well, I'm doing great! It's so amazing to see you! College is pretty much amazing!" I say as I glance into the house, knowing mom would hate to hear me say something like that.
"We've been learning the craziest stuff, I swear, you wouldn't believe half of it. The trip was awesome, although my air conditioning was broken, sorry about the boob sweat," I say with a laugh as I wipe some of it off of your face.
"The tan is from a lot of time by the pool, although I couldn't go nude so I need to work on my butt & boobs because they're terrible now. And as for a boyfriend, well....not really." I say with a laugh, finishing the rant.
"How about you? How's life with the terrors? Do you have a girlfriend? How's school? Playing any sports?"
As I watch you wipe your boob sweat up with your hand, my cock is throbbing in my pants. But when you wipe it on my face, I almost cream myself. On one hand, it's no different than the quasi-degrading ways you always have been playful with me. But this time it's BOOB SWEAT. The nectar from your glorious body. And I have it smeared on my face.
As I listen to you talk about your tan and how you need to work on your tits and ass, I look up and down your body, imagining you naked, lying out in the sun with your tan lines exposed to the world -- to me.
I try to nonchalantly reposition my aching cock by putting my hand in my pocket to push it over into the middle of my shorts where there's more room. But the mere touch of my hand -- through my pocket, through my underwear -- causes me to instantly start cumming all over myself as I look at your body. My knees buckle as electricity courses through my body. I right myself, but I'm panting, sweating, gushing cum into my shorts. I know a wet spot will be showing through my clothes any minute.
I glance up from your tits to your eyes to see if you noticed. You're looking at me. Patiently. Almost too patiently. I feel so embarrassed.
"Uh. Well. Um. Hold that thought. I'll be right back."
I run up to my room, stumbling on the stairs as I race to get a new pair of pants on.
As you run up stairs, I nearly gasp. I hadn't wanted to appear judgemental, but I just watched my brother cum! There was no doubting about what had happened as I saw the tent pulsing in your shorts and the clearly defined wet spot appear.
The fact that you came just looking at me, seeing me, sends a thrill throughout my body. My brother was that turned on!!! Even without the education I'd received over the past few months, I know the "big sister" inside of me would want to help my little brother as he struggles with puberty.
I know you're not insanely popular, and I know you probably don't have a girlfriend. I realize that this is the basic sibling instinct that my professor described...the one free of social condemnation.
I smirk to myself as I think about you and how hot it was to watch you cum. At that moment mom comes in the back door and instantly starts to grill me without even saying "welcome home."
She asks about you and if you're being lazy in your room as usual, and how I look like a whore in my outfit. After 18 years of living in their household, I eventually developed a well-practiced patience and do my best to ignore her as I wait for you, desperate to leave before I've even been home for 10 minutes.
When I get up to my room, I throw myself on the bed in embarrassment. I just came in front of my own sister. My face is still wet from where you smeared your titsweat on me, and as I rub my hand there, my cock swells again. Before I know it, I'm lifting my fingers to my nose and smelling your sweat as I grind my hard-again dick against the pillow I shoved under me. In less than a minute, I'm cumming again. But this time, I'm not thinking of you naked. I'm thinking of you just watching me jack off for you. My dick squirts another load into my soggy shorts.
Hearing mom's voice downstairs sobers me up. I quickly strip off my shorts and underwear, getting cum on my leg as I do so. I have to wipe it off with the back side of my shorts. I throw them in the corner and rummage around for a fresh pair. I quickly pull them on and then run to the door.
I still hear mom down there, talking. I'm torn. Part of me wants to come rescue you from her incessant questioning. But the other part of me is to embarrassed to show my face again. Eventually, though, I think, "What would Link do? He'd go rescue Zelda!" and I bury my fear and run downstairs.
"C'mon, Hanna, you promised to take me to the mall," I say, grabbing your hand. I'm blushing. I can't look you in the eye. "Bye, Mom. See ya!" I yell as I drag you out the front door.
As I follow you out the front door and we make our way to my car, I can't help but smile.
"You are the best, Patrick! I honestly don't know how you live alone with her and dad still!"
I open the doors and we get into the car. I can see you're still embarrassed and refuse to look at me. I grin as I start the SUV and pull out of the driveway.
"So, all cleaned up?" I ask with a light-hearted smile.
"What?!" I gasp, looking over at you.
I'm horrified that you brought it up. Horrified and ... so turned on. The fact that you're teasing me about having cum in front of you is so degrading, but because it's coming from you I just feel... like it's part of the way you always shown your love by making fun of me.
"So you saw that?" I mumble, looking down for a second.
I glance back up at you, and my dick twitches again.
"You wiped your boob sweat on me!" I say as if that explains everything. As if to say what did you think was going to happen?
I sheepishly glance over at you. My mind is swirling in emotions: anger at you for embarrassing me, the embarrassment itself, lust over you and your tan body and your sexy talk, happiness at the fact that you're home.
All I can do is sigh in exasperation.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Patrick, trust me! Well, I should say it's nothing to be embarrassed about around me. I'm sure mom would freak, but in my opinion its the highest compliment anyone's ever paid me!" I say with a heartwarming smile as I look over at you, showing no signs of mockery or lies.
"I mean seriously, how many girls can say they're so hot that their own brothers cum just looking at them?"
As I turn down a dirt road, it's obvious that we're not going to the mall, but rather to the back of our property where you built a dirt fort near the river bank that runs along our line.
My jaw drops in shock.
"OMG are you serious?" I blurt out.
I'm just so relieved to know that you're not mad, that you don't think I'm a dumb creep.
"You're the best," I say, and I reach over to slug you in the arm. But my aim is kind of off, and I graze your breast in the follow through.
"Fuck, Hanna, I'm so relieved."
I immediately clap my hand over my mouth as soon as I realize that I just cussed.
Then you turn down the dirt road, and I smile. I'm glad we're not going to the mall. I just couldn't think of anything else that mom would by. Your SUV bounces us around on the dirt track, and my eyes are fixed on your breasts.
When you stop by the river and shut off the engine, I ask, "Are you really flattered at... you know... the fact that I came because of you?
"Seriously? Yeah, I really am little brother." I say as I playfully punch you back, causing my breasts to jiggle again. The feel of your fist passing over them moments before had sent a thrill throughout my body.
I open the door and step out, stretching in the warm summer sun.
"So do you really think I'm that hot? I mean, boys have always liked me, but I've never had one like me that much. It's amazing!"
I sit down on the edge of the bank in the cool, short grass.
"And really, you never have to be embarrassed around me. I really wish you'd already known that though, I mean there's nothing you could do that would make me not like you or judge you Patrick." I say reassuringly with a smile.
I sit down next to you on the bank.
"I'm so lucky to have a sister like you," I say. I lean into you and playfully shove your shoulder with mine.
"And yeah, you're..." I look you up and down. "OMG, Hanna, you're so fucking hot."
Emboldened by your encouragement, I begin to bare my soul to you.
"I'm so horny all the time. I jack off, like, so much. But even when I see a sexy movie star or a cute girl at the mall, and I start .. you know, wanking to her ... I almost always wind up thinking of you while I ... cum."
I hold my breath. My face is burning hot with embarrassment. My dick is throbbing yet again. I look from your tits up to your eyes.
"You're just the sexiest thing I can ever think of. And when you walked in the door and were even hotter than I remembered... and then you wiped your... OMG it was just amazing. I love you so much, Hanna, and I. Yeah, I think you're so fucking hot."
I look down at the dirt. I can't believe how much I just opened up to you. I just told you shit I would be scared to write in my journal. But I know, I definitely know, that you won't judge me.
I listen in stunned, but exuberant silence as you bear your heart to me.
"OMG, Patrick....that is like, the nicest, hottest thing anyone has ever said to me. I mean, I know it's so fucked up for me to think that, that you're my brother and everything, but you wouldn't believe the things that they've taught us. The way you feel about me, the way it turns me on...that's normal! Like, there are civilizations where mom's used to start giving their son's blowjobs at 10 years old so that they wouldn't have to start cumming without the experience of oral sex."
As I say it, you can tell that it's my own "coming clean" moment.
"In other cultures, mom's and sisters would be responsible for teaching their sons about sex, and would always be nearby to help them when they needed it. The whole time I was learning about that stuff, I couldn't help but think about you, Patrick. I mean, even before I knew you thought I was hot, I wanted to be there for you because I know mom and dad probably would kill you if they caught you jerking off."
I climb over on top of your legs, facing you as I look into your eyes. "But knowing what I know now, I want you to understand that you can always ask me for anything you want. It doesn't matter what it is, I'm your sister...I'm here to help you."
I lean forward and wrap you in a hug, squeezing you tightly before I let you go.
"Now," i say with a soft, sweet grin, "WOuld you like to get naked with me?
When you wrap your arms around me, I realize that I'm trembling. To hear you tell me how normal you think all of this is -- it's such a relief. I know that I love you even more than I already did.
When you invite me to get naked with you, my eyes get big.
"I get to see you naked?" I say, my jaw dropping.
Then my eyes look down at your breasts. I'm going to see them, I realize. I have dreamt about your body so many times, and now you're actually inviting me to...
It dawns on me that you're inviting me to get naked too.
OMG.
"Yes," I say. "But, you have to promise not to laugh because..."
I revel in the sensation of your smooth thighs pressed on either side of my own legs.
"... because I'm already hard."
I grin, "Good, because if you weren't, I'd be offended."
As I stand up, I step back a little to give you room. Reaching down, I grip my top and lift it over my head, tossing it to the grass nearby. Then, I unbutton the shorts and push them down so that I'm just in my bra thong.
"But you have to promise not to laugh either....my pussy has kind of been used....like, a lot." I say as I reach behind and unclasp my bra.
"I can't believe I'm finally stripping for you little brother....it's the hottest thing I've ever done." I let the bra fall forward, revealing my large, sagging breasts with large round areolas before pushing my thong down and off too, revealing my hairless cunt"
I literally drool as I stare at your body. Seeing you stand in front of me, baring your breasts, and your ... OMG I'm staring at my sister's pussy. My sister's fucking gorgeous cunt.
I suddenly realize that I'm stroking my dick through my shorts but that I don't have to.
I rip my t-shirt over my head and then lie back and push my shorts off in the blink of an eye. I take my dick in my hand and slowly rub myself up and down as sit up to get my face closer to your pussy.
"Used a lot?" I ask, looking from your bald slit up to your face. "So my sister's like, a slut? OMG that's so hot."
I moan as I see your cock, and the sight of you stroking it to me is even hotter. I step closer as you strain for a better look until I'm standing above your legs, with my cunt right above and in front of your face. I present myself for your viewing.
"Mmmmm, yeah, my professor fucks it daily. He also has a mattress in class so that my classmates can fuck the girls in front of everyone, to show how we shouldn't be ashamed."
"He has us fuck other people too...he'll bring strange, weird people to class and challenge us to have sex with them... bums, black men, midgets....I'm his favorite because I love the challenge. Have you ever cum to that, Patrick? The thought of your sister's whore cunt getting fucked?"
I look up at you in shock. I was already turned on by your body, by your willingness to share it, but to hear what a ... whore... you've become is too much.
"You fuck strange men?" I gasp, lying back and stroking harder.
"While people watch?"
I moan as I look up at you. Knowing that you've become the filthy slut mom was afraid you'd become at college has made me so hot.
"I'm thinking of it now, Hanna. OMG, my sister is such a ... dirty ..."
I can't finish my sentence. I'm so overwhelmed at how hot it is to think of you degrading yourself to fuck hobos and midgets.
I fall back, looking up at you, panting until I have enough breath to ask.
"Does anyone ever fuck their..." you see the hunger in my eyes as I ask "... their family?"
Watching you in such ecstasy is so hot, I nearly cum right then.
I shake my head breathlessly, "No...not yet. But I told everyone that I had a little 13 year old brother, and that I was going to fuck him this summer....I just had no idea it would be on my first day...."
I get down on my knees, straddling myself above your waist. I look into your eyes as I start to lower myself, letting you guide yourself to my cunt.
"I've wanted to fuck you for months now, Patrick...I dreamed of the day that I'd take your cock and become the sickest whore imaginable....fucking my own, 13 year old dorky little brother...who I love so much!"
I feel your head press against my slit, and looking into your eyes, I slowly impale myself on your cock
Your words swim in my head with all of the emotions that are filling it too. But the simplicity of biology wins over all else. My dick feels a pussy, a warm, drenching wet pussy. I instinctively thrust as you lower yourself onto me.
I'm almost dizzy with pleasure as your cunt engulfs me.
"Oh fuck, yes, Hanna!" I cry out.
I don't really understand my own body yet, but if I did, I would be grateful for the fact that I had already cum twice today so that I have enough stamina to enjoy the sensations your body is bringing me.
"We're fucking," I whimper in amazement. "I'm fucking my sister. My own, hot, sexy, ungh, yes." I moan as you start to ride me, rising up and down on my dick.
"You feel so good, Hanna. I love it. I love being dirty with my slutty whore of a sister!"
"OMG, I can't believe how big you are, Patrick!" I say, moaning out loudly.
"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck your own sister, little brother! We're so fucking disgusting, and I love it! I've taken so many cocks, Patrick, but yours is my favorite! I've known you so long, you're my own brother! And now I'm taking your cock in my dirty whore cunt!"
Up and down I ride, my large tits flopping around as we sweat in the summer heat. Despite the hundreds of cocks I've taken, my dirty cunt is still unbelievably tight, and so wet.
"YESSSSS!" I scream. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MY DIRTY CUNT YOU SICK LITTLE CREEEP! FUCK YOUR SICK INCESTUOUS PEDOPHILE OF A SISTER!"
I moan, looking up at you, thrusting up to meet your hot pussy with each stroke. This is literally my best ever dream come true.
"You're my first, Hanna!" I gasp. "My first pussy, and I'm so glad it's you. So glad it's your dirty, slutty cunt that is taking my virginity. You've always been the only girl I've ever really wanted. Oh FUCK I love you so much."
As I watch your gorgeous breasts bounce with each stroke, I think of when you humiliated me back at the house, and I get an idea.
"I love your tits, Hanna. They're so sexy. I love the sweat from them. I love how dirty I felt when you rubbed your sweat on me. Do it again. Make me eat it. I want to be as dirty as you, Hanna!"
I lean forward, so cock-drunk from riding you, there's nothing I wouldn't do. I lift your head up to my sweaty tits and hold your face to them.
"Ohhhh fuck! Lick them, Patrick! Lick the sweat off of my boobs! Do it for me, it's so fucking gross but there's nothing off limits, little brother! We're going to do everything!"
I hold your face to them, feeling your tongue licking over as my body sweats, the exertion and heat causing both of us to glisten.
"YESSSSS! Do it! Oh fuck lick them little brother! Lick them while I steal your virginity...your own fucking sister taking your virginity with her dirty whore cunt!"
I can barely breath as your ample tits envelop my face. I open my mouth, and taste the musky sweat. My senses are overly attuned from everything going on, and I know that from this day forward, the smell of sweaty tits will always remind me of the day my sister fucked away my virginity.
I lick hungrily, blindly, desperately. Your sweat is all over my face, filling my nostrils. I feel so dirty, and I love it. I love that you're taking me with you into your depravity.
"Mmmmmh, Hanna, yes!" I mumble as I gasp for air in your cleavage.
Suddenly I feel it, my body jerking in response to the overwhelming sensation of my orgasm. My balls clench tighter than they ever have before. I can't breath between your breasts, but I don't care. I don't even want to. I want you to suffocate me. I'm happy to die beneath your body because my life finally feels complete.
You feel me spasm, thrusting wildly, jerking sporadically beneath you. I moan, groan into your cleavage as you feel long blasts of my hot cum filling your pussy. I look up at you with pathetic, desperate eyes from beneath your chest. You can see how used I am. You know that I'm yours. I would do anything for you, anything with you, anything to be like you.
Feeling it, seeing the look in your eyes, knowing that you are as sick and twisted as I am and that we'll have each other from now on sends me over the edge.
I slam down on your cock, screaming out as my tight cunt spasms around you. A flood of juices gush out, mingly with the long, thick potent ropes of semen impregnating me.
"Yesssssssss!" I moan as I tilt your head back, moaning into your face. "YESSSSSSSS! PUMP YOUR SEED INTO ME, PATRICK! Pump your hot, potent, sperm into my unprotected cunt... Pump our child into me, little brother!"
I press my mouth to yours as we cum, tasting my salty sweat and musky smell on your face. I kiss you, my own little brother....I kiss you deeply as we cum.
I feel your mouth on mine and realize that you're kissing me. My beautiful, sexy sister, is kissing me. I feel your tongue pressing against my lips, and I open them, letting you in, letting you take my mouth the way you have taken my cock.
My dick continues to spasm in you as I feel your pussy drench me. Your juices flow down into my barely-there pubes and down my balls. I'm lost in you as you devour me with both your mouth and your cunt.
The thought of getting you pregnant never crossed my mind until you mentioned it. But as I feel myself throbbing in you, feel you spasming around me, clenching me over and over, milking me, I know that I want it. I want to put a baby in you. I want your belly to grow with our child. I want you to go back to school and tell your teacher that you fucked your little brother and got pregnant with his child.
But even more than all that, I realize that if you get pregnant, Mom will make you drop out of school and come home. And I want you so bad, to fuck you every day, that I feel like I can almost will my sperm to find your egg and fertilize it.
I imagine your professor and your classmates eager to fuck your incestuous cunt, eager to pound your pregnant pussy. I wish I could be there to watch as you fuck them with my baby in you.
"Yes, Hanna," I whimper, and I gasp for air. "I want you to have my baby. I want your professor to be proud of you for fucking your brother and getting pregnant with my child."
I kiss you again.
"And you'll be a way better mommy than our mom. You won't make our baby feel bad for jacking off, will you?"
"Baby brother," you moan, nibbling on my ear, "we're going to teach our children how to jack off."
I gasp, tingling as my dick continues to fill you with my seed.
"And when they're ready," you whisper, "we're going to fuck them."
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