Incest Intervention

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"Brett, that isn't what I asked you. Ummm, how do I put this? My body, Brett. Do you think I'm pretty? Like, is my face pretty? Are my breasts big enough? Is my butt sexy? Am I too fat?" We were in very unsettling and heretofore unexplored territory.

"Becky, you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever known. Only our mother could possibly be as beautiful. Your face is gorgeous. Your hair is the perfect color for you. It's soft and long and silky and full and always smells so nice. Your breasts, not that I've ever perved on you, but your breasts are a beautiful shape and fit your body to perfection. Your stomach is flat. Your hips are curvy and your beautiful ass looks good enough to eat. Finally you have long sensuous legs that can turn heads whenever you choose to show them. If I could design the perfect woman she would look exactly like you. Now what is this about? Are you thinking about letting someone get into my girl and make her a woman?"

"Something like that. Ummm... here it goes, but this is hard for me. Brett, have you ever wanted to make love...to me?" Now I was beginning to panic.

"Becky! You are my sister! I can't have sex with my sister. That's against everything that we have ever been taught. Sibling sex is wrong and I'm pretty sure that it's against the law also."

If it were possible she snuggled closer and pressed her breasts against my side. Then she brought her lips very close to my ear and whispered, "I have. I have imagined what it would be like to make love to my brother. Ever since I started puberty I have been dreaming of it with you. I can't imagine anyone else that I want to be my first. We both are virgins and if our parents split up we don't know where we would be living. I'm eighteen so we both could choose but who knows what the future is going to be like if our parents split up."

Then she sealed the deal by moving her hand onto my semi hard dick. She squeezed my member and I started to harden more, immediately.

"Becky what are you doing? That's my dick you have in your hand, I told you that we can't do this. We can't have sexual relations because we are brother and sister."

"Brett, do you remember a girlfriend of mine named Cassie? We had math together last year." Becky was starting to slowly slide her hand along my hardness.

"Yes, I remember Cassie. You two were close for a while. What happened?"

"She is still my friend. She and I tell each other everything. She even told me once that she was having sex with her father. They have been fucking for several years. She even told me that when she goes off to college this fall in another state, her father was going to leave her mother and they were going to share an apartment. They were going to live together as man and wife. That's incest Brett. It happens more than you think. Sometimes even gay sex between brothers or between father and son or between sisters or..."

"I get it Becky. I really do but that doesn't make it right. What you are proposing is wrong. I don't want to mess with your head with some twisted justification that just because other people are doing it it is okay for me to fuck my sister. We are both too young to make those kinds of choices. What would mom and dad think if we ever got caught? We would probably both be kicked out of our home. What then? Becky, it's just too risky."

Becky just softly giggled into my ear and continued to whisper, "Brett do you honestly believe that our parents give a flying fuck about what we are doing? When was the last time they even asked either of us what we were up to when we go out together to the movies, or just hang out in our bedrooms together with the door closed. We have been in each other's bedroom for hours before and we have never heard a peep out of either of them about it. They are so self absorbed with their own problems that I honestly believe that they don't care what we are doing at all. I think their marriage is probably over. They just haven't signed the paperwork yet. When they do take that step, I'm going to stay with mom. She is the most vulnerable. Dad is just being a prick to her to make things easier for her to let go when the hammer drops. We are getting off the subject though. Back to my original question, do you think I'm pretty Brett?" Becky continued to slowly slide her hand up and down my considerably harder dick.

"Yes Becky. You are very pretty. You are a spitting image of mom only much younger. Becky please stop stroking me. I'm going to cum if you keep that up."

"That's the idea. Cassie told me that it's best if you get the first cum over with quickly. That way the second time you will last much longer."

Becky stopped momentarily while she pulled my boxers down, exposing my flagpole. I could feel the precum dripping onto my stomach. She reattached her hand to my hardness while she pulled my sheet below our waists. Then she sat up and with one hand on me, she pulled her nightgown up and off with one swift move. She was naked. The nightgown was all she had been wearing when she came into my room. I realised then that she had used our parents' argument as the excuse to come into my room and seduce me. When I saw her body the war had been won by her. I just hadn't surrendered yet. I wanted my sister more than the air that I breathed at that moment.