Incest Family Affair: Backseat Sister

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he most common sentence used towards me has always been, 'Phillip you are just not living up to your potential.'

At first, in high college, I purposely tried to confirm those words by getting fifties on tests and handing in assignments late...even though I was capable of nineties...I just didn't see the purpose of doing the extra work for generic marks that don't mean anything once you leave high college.

So instead I slacked off, focusing instead on football and music. I was a good football player, but not scholarship good and so now at twenty-one, I worked at a music store during the day and delivered pizzas on weekends, all the while writing tunes and working with my band at every opportunity.

Meanwhile, my sister, Tanya, was the brainiac. She worked hard at college, got the nineties I was supposed to get, and got a scholarship to a few colleges but decided to go to college in town on a full ride.

Although I loved my sister, we never really bonded as our world views were so completely different.

So at twenty-one and eighteen...we were still both living at home; me trying to save money until my band hit it big and Tanya so she could focus on her studies and not worry about a job.

Then...one day a domino of fate changed everything.

It had not been a good day.

My bassist quit the band to move to Boston and join another band.

I'd spilt a chocolate shake on my favourite shirt.

And I got a flat tire while delivering a pizza.

That was why I was home three hours early.

As I walked towards the basement to throw my shirt in the laundry in hopes of getting the stain out, I froze in my tracks.

I heard moaning coming from the vicinity of the laundry room.

The only one who could be home was my sister, as our parents were at the lake for the weekend.

Unless, could she be with a guy?

She didn't have a boyfriend that I knew of.

Curious, I tiptoed to the loud sounds of the moans that were just outside the door.

Was she masturbating?

My goody-goody sister?

As I listened, her moans could only be of her masturbating.

I shouldn't have listened, but I did... my cock growing immediately. I mean, for some reason, although my sister is very cute, girl next door cute, I had never considered her a sexual being. Yet, I had to peek. I had to see what she was doing.

I stared in utter disbelief.

My nerdy sister was completely naked, except for a pair of thigh high stockings (something I had only seen worn by one girl I had been with and she was a MILF) sitting on a working washing machine as she fucked her pussy with what looked like a brush.

Her tits were huge, literally vibrating in an exotic sort of way.

Her eyes were closed as she allowed the pleasure of the washing machine and the brush to course through her.

Her moans were loud as it was obvious she was close to coming.

"Oh God, yes," Tanya moaned, leaning back and frantically fucking herself with the brush.

My cock was rock hard as I watched my nerd sister looking so utterly hot, her body amazing: great big tits with hard nipples and long firm legs. I wondered if her ass was as perfect as the rest of her body.

I grabbed my phone and began filming, wishing I would have thought of it a minute earlier. Thankfully, I was about to learn my baby sister could have multiple orgasms.

"Fuuuuuuck," she screamed, a few seconds later, as an obvious orgasm cascaded through her. I had fucked a quite a few women in my life, but I couldn't recall a woman screaming that loud or looking that completely sexually satisfied... as if she had just reached sexual enlightenment... as my sister at the moment. I focused my camera on her face... turned on completely by not only the sounds coming out of her mouth, but the facial expressions that could only be complete euphoria.

Thinking she was done, I backed away, not wanting to have her catch me watching... or filming... but as I listened I heard her moan, "Oh God, more. Yes, more."

I again peeked around the corner, my phone still filming, as she remained enjoying the pleasurable vibrations of the washing machine. I instantly wondered how much she would love a rabbit... a vibrator an ex-girlfriend of mine had, which vibrated on both the inside and outside.

I smirked to myself thinking that would be the best birthday present for her in a couple of weeks.

My cock was about to burst in my too tight jeans as I continued to watch my sister in the beautiful act of self-pleasure.

Then things took a shocking turn.

"Oh yes, Phillip, fuck me, fuck me hard," she moaned loudly.

My eyes went big.

My cock flinched.

I looked up to make sure she didn't know I was watching... her eyes still closed.

She just said my name!

"Oh yes, big brother, slam that big hard dick in me," she moaned loudly. As she continued fucking herself furiously.

I couldn't believe my ears, even more than I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Oh yes, make me come, big brother," she repeated, even as her breathing was getting erratic.

I struggled to ignore the bulge in my pants as I focused on filming my sister masturbating about me.

"Fuck, yes, yes, yes," Tanya screamed a minute later, as her second orgasm hit her.

I filmed for a few more seconds, before quietly backing away and leaving the house before she learned I had caught her.

Once outside, I waited a minute before I came back into the house and slammed the door... loud.

I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water... thinking what I really needed was a long, cold shower.

I had downed a glass and was pouring a second when Tanya came into the kitchen and asked, her face still flushed, "What are you doing home?"

"Shitty day," I shrugged, as I tried to recall her large breasts now hidden behind a baggy sweatshirt. I wondered if she was wearing a bra.

"You home for dinner?" She asked.

"I think so," I nodded, before asking, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she answered, not asking why I asked such a question.