Diary of a Brother and Sister

Literotic asexstories – Diary of a Brother and Sister by amritpal

[All characters are fictitious, however, presented in realistic manner]

Hi everyone, after a year long of silence, I hereby reveal our secret – my own elder sister and I are having consensual sex for over a year now. It is such a relieving experience to share my dirty secret with you all. I have mixed feelings about my relationship with my sister – sometimes it haunts me as being immoral whereas sometimes it gives me immense sexual pleasure which is incomparable in words, perhaps the thrill of breaking the social norms by ‘doing’ the ‘undoable’ and even at the thought of very fact that she is my “own sister” whom I fuck.

After browsing so much about consensual incest in the Internet, I got encouraged to share my secret. Literotica and ISS are my favourite sites, however, I think most of the stories are fictitious but I am interested in real stories. I even like to talk/meet incestuous couples (especially own brother-sister couples) and would like to role-play as a big/small brother to an interested incest-loving sister. I wonder if I can be friend with bunch of sisters to vent our taboo desires.

I shall try to put down exactly as it happened – collecting from my diary and from my memory. I am sorry for my way of writing as it might not exactly portray the real event, nevertheless I will do my best. I shall also try my best to write this real story as a professional writer does – breaking the story into chapters. Also, my story is quite long as this story is primarily for the relief of my suppression rather than a story written bearing in mind the reader’s expectation. Here is the story.

Before I start my story, I would like to confess that I feel quite relieved to have persuaded my sister in having sex with me. It was a very difficult task for me, and had I not been able to persuade my sister into sex, I think I would have cursed myself for having a ‘sick’ mentality and would have felt secluded from my family and the society… and don’t know how would I have coped up with it.

We are four people in our family – father, mother, myself (Amrit 25 years, 5 feet 7 inches, wheatish black complexion, average body) and my sister (Amisha 30 years, 5 feet 2 inches, fair complexion, slim body with breasts slightly bigger (38-24-34) in proportion to her body structure) [these are not our real names of course]. We are a middle class family from Nepal (city not to reveal), father and mother both working as government employees; father being posted since last 15 years in far district some 600 kilometers from our city. Father would come and visit us at least once every two months.

Now to the story again. I and Amisha di have been very close since our childhood as we were raised together and we studied together in our school days. We had a two-and-half story building, ground floor being given on rent to a middle aged couple for grocery shop and we lived on the first floor consisting of one drawing room, three bed rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom. Second floor (i.e. top floor) consisted of one small room, which was used as a storeroom. Amisha di and I used to sleep in one room in single bed till I was 12 and she 17 years of age, after which we were given separate rooms. She was a bright student in school days and used to give me lessons even late night in our rooms till I completed high school. As with other brothers sisters in other families, we at times quarreled on petty things, threw each others stuffs around, cracked jokes, pranked, sometimes sobbed together on misfortunes, celebrated successes, empathized each other and consoled when our parents scolded, …… a normal brother sister relationship.

MY FANTASIES:

I learned about masturbation from my friends and elder boys in school when I was about 14 years old studying in grade 8. My first experience of sex (or so called puppy sex) was when I was about 7 years old. I had so called sex (I did have erection! Ha ha) with a neighboring girl of my age while playing ‘hide and seek’ game. We did it occasionally with our clothes on whenever we played the game – for some 4-5 months. Then she migrated far away to some other place with her parents thereafter never to be met again.

In grades 8, 9 and 10, I learned a lot about sex but did not have any opportunity to actually have sex; except for sometimes in public vehicles touching breasts of girls and women with my elbow or arms in an ‘un-intentional’ manner. I used to go to local cyber cafes to watch porn sites. Also, in an old laptop gifted to one of my friends by his uncle, we boys used to watch porn movies and sites.

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IN GRADE 9 (WHEN I WAS 15 YEARS OLD) during our summer vacation for 15 days, my friend handed me his laptop and some porn CDs to enjoy during the vacation while he went to visit his relatives in distant city. During the day time I would be all alone – my mother would be in office, my father in another city for job (as mentioned earlier in the beginning) and my sister Amisha who was 20 years then would be in college studying Bachelor’s degree. I watched all the CDs during my vacation and masturbated everyday (sometimes up to thrice a day). I kept the laptop and CDs very safe in my tin trunk locked out of sight of everyone. As with everyone during the age, I had all kinds of fantasies while masturbating – neighboring aunt, our English teacher at school, the grocery shop owner next door, film actresses, etc.

One of the CDs was titled ‘Taboo’. To my surprise and shock this classic porn movie starring Kirdy Stevens was about mother-son and brother-sister sex. I felt it so disturbing… yet thrilling as it was the first ever porn movie on incest I had ever watched (I still have it with myself and didn’t return it to my friend! Later, I even found other parts of the classic movie and I now have collection of three parts).

After watching the movie, I got so turned on and irresistible I masturbated for the first time fantasizing my own sister Amisha. While masturbating, glimpses of past incidents ran through my memory – [seeing Amisha di totally drenched in water (because of heavy rain) standing at the door when I opened it to let her in and her protruding nipples wet and sticking against the t-shirt she was wearing (this happened one month ago); views of her bare cleavage visible on many occasions – while washing clothes, while giving me lessons to me lying on bed, while watching tv, and on a number of other occasions; softness of her thigh my face/head felt when I slept on sofa with my head resting on her lap while watching TV at night in our drawing room; I accidently touching her breast on two occasions – once when there was no electricity in home and in darkness I collided with her accidently touching her right breast with my right fist and the second time accidently touching her both breasts with my hands when trying to get back my new pen (which I thought was lost but she had stolen) from her which she wouldn’t give and hold it tight in her fist against her breasts; the sight of her bras and panties hanging in bathroom/atelier for drying; and more vividly the day when we were walking amidst a festival crowd she was holding my right arm with her left hand pressing her left breast against my arm (this happened some two months ago)]. After ejaculation I felt so embarrassed and guilty that I thought I would never repeat it again. Although, I masturbated fantasizing my sister, I did not have any sexual feelings towards my mother… I simply did not have that feeling for my mother for no reason.

After the first masturbation fantasizing my sister, it took me almost two months for the second masturbation fantasizing her again. I had mixed feelings during these times – sometimes feeling extremely guilty of what I did and what I have been thinking and sometimes feeling normal as I would be extremely overpowered by the sexual fire. Going through pluses and minuses, I eventually masturbated fantasizing her for the second time after about two months of the first masturbation. Thereafter, I frequently masturbated fantasizing Amisha di, convincing myself that it is normal just to fantasize as long as I do not actually have sex with my sister. Feeling of guilt and regret mostly arose right after the ejaculation… but as time passed by I began gradually enjoying it without any shame or guilt. Moreover, masturbating fantasizing Amisha di gave me the most intense orgasm compared to other fantasies. My best time pass would be to browse websites that have stories, information, photographs, video clips on incest, especially on brother-sister incest (and that was how I got introduced to literotica.com). I got encouraged, as I knew I was not the only person with such fantasies. I learned about Barbara Gonyo (a mother who confessed publicly that she tried to persuade her long separated son to have sex with her but without success. She even coined the word ‘genetic sexual attraction’ for the sexual attraction between blood relatives) and popular Brother-Sister consensual incest in Germany ….. and many others.

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PASSING THROUGH MIXED FEELINGS, TILL I WAS 18 YEARS OLD (AND AMISHA DI 23 YEARS), without anybody’s knowledge I would sniff her used/unused bras and panties lying hanging in bathroom or in her bed. I would steal chances to have ‘unintentional’ contact with her body parts such as thighs, bums and breasts whenever possible – for instance slightly touching her breasts with my arms/elbow while watching a rally/parade going on in the street from our home window and she would keep quiet and still, and act as if nothing was happening (in fact she felt it and secretly enjoyed it, which she told me later); while I drove motorbike with her seated behind, I would keep talking to her so that she would have to bend forward to listen and press her breasts against my back; while walking together in crowd and during night without electricity, once in a while ‘without intention’ like manner I would run my hands sliding by her thighs and bums; try to find some pretext to quarrel with her so that I can snatch things from her or let her snatch things from me which would give me opportunity for touching her body parts; and I would smell her sweat and perfume when she would be near around… and so on. But above all, I would say to myself that this is the limit and I am in no way going to have real sex with her… and besides, she does not (or might not) feel the way I feel about her… and this is a total taboo thing to avoid. Sometimes my sexual attraction towards her would die for weeks, sometimes even for months, and during these times I would remember those past days when I got sexually aroused towards her and wonder why the hell I got sexually attracted towards my own sister. But strangely, after few days I would again be overpowered by my forbidden libido… even the slightest smell of her arm pits… partially visible bra through semi-transparent t-shirt she would be wearing… and many other similar sights would pump gush of blood to my heart and my penis making it incomparably stiff. Then I couldn’t help but to masturbate alone imagining and muttering my fantasy dialogues in our native language – such as I saying “didi let me drink your milk….. please….. just once….” and then she replying in ecstasy “don’t do it….. shhhhhh……. Don’t do it…… shsssss…..” I then imagine inserting all my fingers inside her bra to bring one of her nipples out from her bra and I say “Didi… see, your nipples are soooooooo erect…. You see……?” then she would nod her head and say “Babu (she calls me babu) please drink my milk… please……. Don’t tell anyone… babu….. pleaseeeeee suck it…”…. Then I imagine that I put out my five inches long penis out of my trouser and I say to her “Didi please hold my dick with your hand….” She would be closing her eyes kneeling down on floor. I would then hold her hand with mine to direct it to my stiff penis. She then takes slow deep breathes and shakes my penis up and down. I tell her “Didi please put my dick in your mouth…… mmmmmm… and drink my dick just like a lollypop….. please…”. She then reluctantly but overpowered by sexual desire would suck it closing her eyes ….. head moving back and forth…. And I would ejaculate in ecstasy…. the best orgasm I would ever have. Such was how I used to masturbate fantasizing her.