Incest stories: My Summer Back Home. Author: Charles Grey. My first story written in first person from the woman’s view. Another story that was way longer than anticipated. The story is including of Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Incest, Teen Male / Female, Virginity genres.

Incest stories: My Summer Back Home – Chapter 1

Author: Charles Grey

To start off I need to say that despite my strong carnal urges I never expected this. Since I found out what sex is I’ve been having it, enjoying it probably more than I should. But like I said, I never expected to find such a pleasure turned euphoria from a cock that belonged to my brother.

I’m 21, full figured, kind of tall at 5’8”, with a 38DD chest and a plump that ass that has been said to mesmerize even the gays. And it has. My brother was a stocky kid, even as a child. He grew to be an average “not-exactly-a-jock-not-exactly-a-nerd” teenager. He was three years younger than me, just recently turned 18. Both my mom and dad lived with us, well, that was before I went off to a university about an hour away from home.

I wouldn’t have to worry about my parents finding out about my every sexual conquest, which put most of the boys on the football team to shame. They were a fairly happy couple, hardly argued, but always found the time for each other. They enjoyed spending their nights out at some restaurant. Sometimes they got hotel rooms to relive young fantasies.

Something I did not care to know as my mother painfully explained the credit card charge on her bill. I was just worried that they might see me on my own sex escapades. Hotel rooms were the perfect for one night stands that were more exciting than I initially thought. My first threesome was in a hotel room, my first lesbian experience. I found pleasure wherever it was had and I loved it. Again I never thought my more than average younger brother would satisfy me on every level. It was truly an accident, but one I’m so happy was made.

It started the summer after my freshmen year. I had come home for the following months, hopefully keeping in touch with those who casted the talent to keep up with me. Even though my mind raged with sexual hormones, I did feel homesick sometimes, and I was genuinely happy to be back home. Both my parents attacked me with their hugs, suffocating me before even entering the house.

“Jace come down and say hi to your sister!” My mom yelled.

Moments later I saw my brother for the first time in what felt like so long. He was shirtless and his hair was lightly damp, letting me know that he just showered. He came close to me. HIs body smelled like so many of the guys I’ve been with. The aroma of the typical bodywash brought me back to when I buried my nose in the shoulders of men who brought me to my climax. A part of me got excited. I was confused as to why, I shoved the thought away, chalking the arousion up to memories.

“Hey little brother,” I said as I held him tight to myself as a loving sister should.

I ruffled his black short cut hair, making him do this pouting face. The color of our hair was mutual, near jet black and straight. Most guys loved holding me by my hair, fucking me to the rhythm of their pulling. Jace’s bracelet got caught in my hair, yanking it as he pulled away. I almost moaned instinctively. I swallowed my sounds of pleasure and let out a fake groan of pain.

“Not even two seconds back home and already you hurt your sister.” Mom said, swatting at his shoulder in tepid fury.

I reached my hand out and got a fistfull of his short hair before pulling it. He winced in pain as he took it.

“There, now we’re even.” I said, leveling the playing field.

“So what do you want to do first now that you’re home for the summer?” My mother asked.

Honestly, at that moment, I just wanted to masturbate. I wanted to feel my smooth thighs and lightly graze the short muff that covered my more than occasionally wet pussy.

“I was thinking I can just settle in for now. You know get back to being ‘At home Julia,’ and out of ‘cramming all night’ Julia.” I lied.

The only thing I crammed was a hard cock down my throat. Which I did almost every night. Fredrick had the longest and thickest cock I had yet. I made it apparent that we were a thing, yet still available to other companionship, which neither of us had a problem with.

“Well we have all summer to go out. Sam, help your daughter bring in her things.” My mom commanded in that suave voice that hypnotized my father.

“Yes dear.” He said, annoyed that Jace isn’t the one helping.

I settled in pretty quickly.

After putting all my things away I quickly went to shower. It wasn’t anything like Sarah’s multiform shower head with a rapid pulse setting, but it gave me a moment to myself and treat myself to a nice welcome home orgasm. I grabbed my towel and underclothes and scampered away into the upstairs bathroom. I started the water and waited for it to get steamy. In the meantime I slowly undressed myself, watching myself in the mirror. Even I loved my body, I pined to touch it randomly. I’d brush my hand against my cunt, I’d give my nipples a quick pinch, especially if I wanted them hard to show off to some cute guy. I had completely disrobed myself, my panties in my hand. I smelled them, the drying juices of my pussy. I was so entranced that I didn’t hear Jace barge in.

“Holy fuck, Julia, I-I’m so sorry!” He shouted.

“Get out you fucking perv!” I screamed over the splashing water.

I saw that his headphones in his ears, which made since, him not hearing the water run. I immediately covered myself, watching him turn away and run. My slim arms were not enough to cover my whole chest. I know for a fact that my big and peach colored nipples stuck out, he must’ve seen them. I went to the door and locked it this time. I went back to feel that the water was nice and hot.

I stepped inside and let myself be lathered all over my curvy body. I rushed in cleaning my body and hair. Being so close to being able to touch myself with no worries made my pussy even wetter than it was in the shower. Finally done with washing away all the soap from my lovely soft light skin, I laid down in my tub. The water fell down in small droplets on my stomach and waist. I made this little pathway for the water with my hand, creating this cheap waterfall. I made it so the water would splash down right on my clit.

The hot temperature and soft pounding against my sensitive organ made me thrive a little in the tub. I could feel myself throb as i slipped my middle finger into my tight cunt. I tickled my g-spot, diving right into the pleasure of things. I craved a woman’s tongue at that moment. I slipped in my index finger, feeling my entrance tighten against my tiny fingers. Oh God, I missed feeling a beer can thick cock spread my slippery wet lips and splitting me in two. I shoved a third finger in me.

When Frederick fucked me I could feel his every inch in me, ripping me apart. My mind wandered back to his beach body and 7 inch rod. I remember the way my fingers wrapped around his shaft, my fingertips barely touching each other after wrapping myself around him. Another wave of pleasure crashed against my cervix, the feelings shooting out of the tips of my fingers and into my bed. I fingered myself faster, moaning as I remembered Sarah’s first time with a girl, me.

The way she was shy, yet tongued me with such talent. Her small tongue would dart inside me before licking the length of my pussy, sucking my blushing lips and clit into her hungry mouth. I would hold her head in place and grind against her stiff little wet tongue. I shoved my pinky in my sopping cunt, stretching myself, not nearly as much as Fredrick would. I started moaned, my other hand pinching my tits. My nipples would always get so sensitive after being abused a little. I was knuckle deep into my pussy, my mind flashing back to small tongues and thick, engorged, veiny cocks. I loved being on the pill, feeling them bust inside of me.

Bonus points for those who made me suck their cum from their cocks after making a mess of my pussy. It makes me shiver when they make me clean up. I could feel my hand starting to squeeze around my huge tits. I craned my head down and started licking my erect tits. I flicked my spongy tongue against myself while in my mouth, adding on to the flooding joy that I felt between my legs. I moaned with a mouthful of my chest, naturally forcing my fingers to fuck my twat faster. I could feel it, the big rush of an orgasm.

My body was starting to go on without me, my muscles tightening, my hand moving faster and faster. I bit down on my succulent breast, keeping myself from shouting to the rooftops about how good my pussy feels. My thumb on its own starting rubbing my little throbbing clit. My cum shot out of me, wetting my already drenched hand. Suddenly I thought about Jace and how maybe he was outside, trying to hear me cum. Then I realized I was thinking about Jace and how hard he would be if he was listening.

‘Why am I thinking about Jace?’ I questioned myself.

My thoughts were returned to my orgasm, the last of it peeking at its high point. My wrist was sore and the tiny drops of water that hit my clitty made me flinch in overwhelming pleasure. So much for getting clean.

Night had come and I had still yet to make a date that would end up in me being bent over some Chevy in the late night. I grabbed my phone, sending enticing messages to whatever guys I had saved in my contacts. I texted Freddie.

*There’s no way you can get a later flight??* I sent, hoping for good news.

I plopped myself on my bed, my hand rubbing itself against my exposed midriff, tugging at my waistband. I looked at my phone, filled with messages of disappointment, telling me they’re all leaving to go back home. My fingers slipped under my pajama pants. I softly rubbed my sensitive bundle of nerves. I jumped when I first grazed acrossed it, still feeling overly stimulated with every tiny brush. I wouldn’t mind a pair of lips wrapping themselves around my little clitty and start sucking until the hours passed. Their face would be dripping in my cum. Again I checked my phone.