MY SISTER ASKED FOR MY HELP IN HER ROOM, THEN THIS ACCIDENT HAPPENED

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A month ago my sister invited me and my wife to a party she was having at her HOUSE and that was where this was happened.

DONNA my sister is about 5 years older than I am.

We were entirely two different people. She is a divorcee who has been married four times but I was happily married to one woman

She has a huge house thanks to her very rich ex-husband and she wanted to throw a costume party where people dress up like various characters. 

I had not seen my sister since her divorce and it sounded like it might be fun.

My wife had a really h0t nurse outfit that I loved and I was going as a doctor.

I knew I looked dashing in my Armani Suit with a Stethoscope hanging around my neck. 

It was hard for me to even get dressed watching and helping my wife.

Her costume was v-cut that it showed off her ch3st. I could not stop myself as I reached out to my wife.

Mr. Gbolala was already awaking and kicking. 

"Now, Now...... cool down or we are never going to get ready," my wife said with a purr.

"Come on wifey.... Please no brazzie," I begged.

"If I were to do that you could see Ma neepulls," she said with a little wicked smile. "Besides what would your sister think if I went to her party like that?"

"Yeah right, you know my sister. She will be dressed to impress and you know it," I reminded her.

"OK you win." she said.

She gave in way too easily and I realized that she had been waiting on me to ask her.

I watched as eagerly as a hungry baby as the brazzie fell.

My heart skipped a beat looking at my wife and ha neepulls. 

"Baby, you have got to be the prettiest thing I have ever seen," my hands found Ha neepulls. 

I knew Ha kponmo was awakening so I two f1nghars to the kponmo-land.

“oi”

“oi” 

"Come on my love you know we have time for..." 

Just then her phone rang.

I did not want ha to answer so I connected my maut to ha maut.

She tugged away from me and got the phone. She answered the phone in a panting breath.

As my wife talked I knew it didn't sound good. The call was from my wife's Sister Dora who was sick.

Her husband was gone on a business trip and she did not have anyone to help with her 10 month and 2 year old children.

She wanted to know if my wife could come over and help her through the night with them.

"I know you wanted me to go with you to the party," Susan said holding her hand over the phone, "But, my sister needs me and I really feel like I need to help her".

Her voice was sad, and even as she said it her mouth went into a frown.

"Go on to the party and I will make it up to you I promise," she said with another one of her w1cked smiles.

"Go help your sister," I told her attempting to look pitiful, "I will just have to go alone."

My wife embraced me for understanding and began discarding her nurse costume

The kponmo-land showed signs of the kponmo-water that flowed from it.

Ha Bon-bom were just dancing.

I wished my wife was not going. Mr. Gbolala was awake and wanted to visit the kponmo cave immediately. 

I decided to obey him and captured Ha Bobby-melon but she snapped a little, she was obviously worried.

"Ohhhh. Stop that we will have time later," she said with a small smile but I could see she was hiding her anxiety

"Come on," I pleaded, "I can't wait 'til later."

But she insisted. 

In my mind I was thinking is this how I'd attend a party and Mr. Gbolala is wide awake, standing at solid attention.

My wife knew my thoughts and said "Don't worry, since you're going to the party you can just use your...

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“...Since you wanna go to the party why not just massage Mr. Gbolala.”

“Babe, you know that I don't like that, I can't really...” 

“Yes you can... and to give you a little something to make it worthwhile, you can pump Gbolala-yogurt into Ma Bon-bom," she said with a big grin.

She sh00k ha Bon-bom at me and I responded with a smile as well. 

This only made Mr. Gbolala to stand at attention.

She changed in a flash, grabbed her keys and was out the door before I could even plead my case.

There I was; Mr. Gbolala awake and bubbling, dressed up and no date. As I glanced up at the clock, I realized that I would be late if I did not hurry

I finished dressing and headed to my sister's house.

I knew that she had lots of very beautiful friends and I was worried I would have to walk about all night with Mr. Gbolala.

I decided that since my wife would not be home 'til the next day, I would drink all I wanted and just sleep off at my sister's house.

I drove to her house trying not to think about my wife's Bon-bom and neepulls. 

The more I tried not to think about her, the more I could not help it, so I just concentrated on the drive and listened to the radio.

As I pulled into my sister's driveway I could see the house was hopping with people.

She was not in costume when she answered the door, just a plain dress but she looked great anyway.

"Hey sis... I thought this was a costume party," I said looking at hanging stethoscope.

"It is but I have a surprise. I bought the w!ldest costume you have ever seen and I am on my way to put it on now, besides good things come to those that wait." she said p3cking me on the cheek.

"I have to go and change. Go help yourself to the food and drinks," she said hurrying off to her room.

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I was not disappointed at all - there was eye candy galore. When I said my sister had hot friends, I was not kidding.

It looked like an a club. Some of the outfits were so incredibly segsy; they even made my wife's costume look tame.

One girl was dressed as Wonder Woman in a costume, I could see Ha Bobby-melons.

My favorite thing about her costume was it was that it was showing the kponmo-land.

This one was even the most covered. There were others who were dressed like pirates.

Mr. Gbolala seemed to just keep getting worse and the only solution that I could think was to drink.

I got a beer and started downing it; I knew I could pick up any of my Sister's friend in a crowd like this but I in no way wanted to cheat on my wife.

So I drank and just enjoyed the show.

The party was really going well and I was way past the point of "feeling no pain", when I saw my sister motioning for me to come over toward her room.

Just from looking in her eyes I could see that she had been doing her own share of drinking. I guessed she was almost as gone as me.

I walked to her door and asked her, "What's up sis?"

"I really need your help," she said as she motioned me to get inside her room..

Gosh, let her not discover Mr. Gbolala standing at attention.. 

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MY SISTER ASKED FOR MY HELP IN HER ROOM, THEN THIS ACCIDENT HAPPENED

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"I really need your help," she said as she motioned me to get inside her room.

"How can I help?" I asked with a bit of a slur.

"Well..." she motioned to a huge costume on her bed.

"I bought this costume and was going to wear it tonight with a friend of mine but she just called to let me know that she's sick," she said in a near panic.

"You do not even want to know what I paid for it and it takes two people to wear it," she said frowned.

It was one h0t costume.

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As I looked at it, I could see it was without a doubt made for two people.

It was a beautifully done but huge dragon costume.

I could see the basic idea was that one person went in first.

Their legs acted as the front legs of the dragon. Then that person had to lean forward to get their head into the dragon's head.

This required the first person to stay partly hunched over the whole time.

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The second person's legs also went into the front legs of the dragon.

The legs were easily large enough for two people then the second person had to stand up straight and act like the back of the dragon, creating a hump in the costume, putting their arms into holes that make the wings go up and down.

The front feet had straps to put your feet in. This way each person could lift the dragon feet in unison.

The back legs and tail were just to balance out the huge front.

"Look sis, I understand but as much as I have been drinking all that will happen is we fall on our backs" I said with a laugh, "I am sure you have someone else you can get to help you."

"Come on, please for me," my sister pouted.

She used to try that look on me when we were kids when she realized she could not bu|ly me into giving in.

"Just this one time help me out and I will never ask for another favor. Pleaseeeee," she begged.

"I am not even sure if I can walk straight. Do you have any idea how much I have had to drink?" I asked her, trying not to slur my words.

"Not as much as me," she replied. Looking at her I could see she wasn't feeling any pain either.

She gave me that sad look. Her face pleading with all the sisterly emotions and charm she could muster in her tipsy state.

I don't like it when she does that.

"OK, I will do it but if we fall it's your fault," I told her walking over to the bed to investigate the costume more closely.

"Look sis, there is no way I am going to stay hunched over like that," I told her. "If I do this I will take the back of the costume and wag the tail."

"Fair enough," she accepted as she unzipped the back of the costume.

She shocked me. She stood back up and began to r3move ha party dr3ss right in front of me.

I looked at her in shock.

"What in God's name are you doing?" I asked her.

"It's no big deal I have ma parntizz on" she told me.

"Don't be such an old man. You're a married man, it's not like you haven't seen kponmo-land or Bobby-melon."

As she became like Eve in the garden of Eden, she was left with only ha parntizz.  

"OK, it's your turn to r3move the dr3ss," she instructed me.

"What? Are you crazy? I am your brother," I said with a shake in my voice.

"You want me to join you in that costume like Adam in the garden of Eden." 

"See it's the only way. Besides I know you probably have your shorts on you."

My problem I thought was that, my sister Kponmo-land and Bon-bom are bigger than any I've seen.

I came to this party to calm Mr. Gbolala but..

“Come on, just do it. We won't waste time in the costume...”

“Okay,” I had to conceded.. Mr. Gbolala was already coming awake..

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Maybe it was from drinking too much or just not really giving a damn but I realized it was a losing argument. I had just told her I would do it and there was no way she would let me out of it now. I started undressing down to my boxers. She climbed in and put her feet through the first set of legs and then her arms. She had to hold on the wall as she leaned over to put her head in the dragons head. As she let go to put her arms in I almost fell over trying to get my legs in beside hers. I finally got all the way in and put my arms through the second set of holes to flap the wings up and down.

"How the hell do we zip this thing up?" I asked her.

"There is a string that comes through the mouth," she told me. "I can zip it up once you get all the way in."

"I am all the way in," I told her.

"NO... you have get closer to me it's a very tight fit."

I leaned forward till my cro--tch was pushed up against her a--ss. At that moment I felt the zipper being pulled up and it pushed me harder against her. We were in but I was pressed so tight against her I could feel her a--ss pressing against my co--ck.

"I don't think I can do this," I told her.

"Yes you can. Besides, I broke the string when I pulled the zipper closed, if we get out now it will ruin the costume. Come on lets give it a try," she pleaded.

I was just drunk enough to think, "What the hell?" and told her ok. Walking was just as hard as I thought it would be. We had to go very slowly to keep from falling. After a little while we got in step with each other and managed to say upright. It was fun in a way; though I could not see anything at all. There was almost no light from the back but a tiny bit drifting down from the head my sister was wearing.

She would reach out and hug her friends and I would flap the big wings popping them in peoples' faces, a--sses or whatever was in the way. The effect the teasing and the walking with my cro--tch pressed tightly against her a--ss was having on me caused my co--ck to twitch and grow. "No!" I thought to myself sternly, "I can not get a har--d on with my co--ck pressed against my sisters a--ss."

I tried to think of everything gross and disgusting in an effort to keep my co--ck from raising its head but between the teasing sexy voices I heard and my sister's a--ss going up and down as she walked, my co--ck rose and there way no  way I could stop it.

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I knew she felt it but it did not seem to bother her. The more she walked the more her a--s slipped up and down my c--k. It was almost like being j--ked off with a huge hand. We were getting so hot that sweat was running over both of us and it only acted like l--bricant. I was getting more and more t--ned on and there was no way I could deny it. Ideas were rushing through my mind.

Was it the feeling of having my c--k worked or the fact it was my sisters a--s that had me so t--ned on? It hurt my head to think about it and I wanted to just go with the feeling. I want to c--m. I needed to c--m. At times it seemed she would bend over further to hug someone and her a--s cheeks would wrap my h--d c--k even harder.

We had been walking around about 15 minutes and we were both covered in sweat. The sweat was dripping down our bodies and my boxers were soaked. I was so into feeling my sister's a--s r--b up and down my h--d c--k that I was not even paying attention to anything around me. I was just lost in the l--st of the moment.

It was then that I felt something different. In my fogged state it took a minute to realize what it was. My sister's b--kini bottoms had come untied and were slipping down her leg. We walked maybe 6 more steps and they fell all the way off.

We both stopped walking and paused with realization at what had happened. She whispered back to me.

"Oops, sorry. I guess this is a problem, little brother," she said in a giggly laugh.

Now that her b--kini bottoms were totally gone her a--s really spread around my c--k. The feeling increased ten fold as each step she took caused her a--s to pull my c--k up and down. I let out a m--an as I felt her n--ked a--s against me. She whispered back, "We need to get back to the room and fix this problem before things get messy."

She had no idea how messy things were going to get very soon if we did not get out of this thing. I could feel the blood leaving my brain and all I wanted was to c--m h--d and long. I was close to the point of not caring who I was with or who was around. I just wanted to c--m. Her b--re a--s was so deep and t--ght that I could feel her cheeks pulling on my boxers as we walked. As she took one more step her a--s pulled on my c--k and I felt my c--k spring out of the fly in my boxers.

"Oh shit..." was all I could manage to say as my c--k pressed against her w--t a--s.

"I know I can feel it" she said in dreamily wispy voice.

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I only thought I was t--ned on before. Now I could feel her b--re skin and the sw--t from our bodies running between the cr--k of her a--s. The whole inside of the costume smelled of sw--t and there was no denying there was the smell of w--t p--sy.

The smell of her s--x was more intoxicating than anything I could have ever imagined. I was getting more and more t--ned on. I knew in my brain that we had to get out of this soon, but all thought about consequences had totally left me. I was completely and totally lost in the moment.

My heart was racing and I could tell she was also starting to p--nt a little. Her breathing was short and fast and with each step she would let a little m--an out. Getting back to her room was a nearly impossible task. We were way outside on the deck and it took 10 minutes for us to get that far. I knew it was going to be a slow walk back inside and to her room.

Slowly we walked back inside her house. Each step seemed to take and eternity. With each forward step my r--k h--d c--k was slipping up and down her and I swear she was pushing her a--s against me with each step. The temperature in the costume was rising and I was not sure it was all from the h--t.

I whispered, "If we don't get back soon I am going to l--se it... We have to try to go faster".

We picked up the pace and started taking bigger steps. This was a big mistake. With her first big step forward we got out of sync and she fell over toward the floor face first. I tried to lean back to keep us upright. Her falling forward and me falling back was just enough gap that my c--k slipped from between her a--s cheeks. As she caught herself from falling and pulled up, I felt a w--m w--tness engulf my h--d thr--bbing c--k.

She let out a m--an and her whole body stiffened as a small qu--ke rippled through her body. My mind was in a fog. I tried to pull back but there was no room. Her p--sy squeezed my c--k like a vice and her breathing quickened. Neither of us moved or said anything for several seconds. Soon her breathing slowed down but the w--m w--tness was still engulfing my h--d c--k.

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"We have to get back to the room nowwwwwww," she whispered in a quiver and a pant.

We were still 30 or 40 feet from her room. With each step my co--ck pushed deep into her and I felt a flood of ju--ice drip over my hard co--ck. We made it 5 more feet and she stopped.

I was totally lost in the feeling of her wet pu--ssy. I no longer cared that she was my sister. My brain was screaming how wrong this was but by adolescent fantasies of my sister overpowered any sane thought. The times I had wondered what it would be like to have se--x while listening to her fu--ck her boyfriends ran through my mind like a freight train. An at this point there was no stopping that train. My whole self was lost; all I wanted to do was cu--m in my hot sister's dripping wet pu--ssy. Her body stiffened and a deep moan came from her lips as I felt that shutter and quake rip through her body. Her body quivered and I felt her pu--ssy clinch my co--ck. I knew for sure this time she was having an org--asm.

Her shaking was harder and stronger than the first time. Her pu--ssy was like a vice; it squeezed and milked my co--ck. She bent over further as her org--asm rocked her body and I could not stop myself from trying to push my hips forward and back, trying to sink my co--ck all the way in her. I knew somewhere in my brain that this was wrong but no one was listening to that voice.

I kept trying to push as deep her as possible into her hot wet pu--ssy. Again she held on to the wall and let another org--asm pass. This time, the longer she held the wall the more I rocked my hips to push in and out of her even though we were not walking. Her breathing was getting faster but somehow she got the strength to try to walk forward again. I walked with her but no longer cared about anything. Now with each step I would try to pound her as much as possible, fu--cking her with all the force I could muster in such a small space.

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We made it five more steps and her breathing was so fast and strong I thought she would pass out. I don't know if she meant to or not but she started pushing her a--ss back against me as she stepped forward. It was almost like she was trying to get me deeper in her pu--ssy. There was no thinking, we were just lost in se--xual delight, only the intense pleasure mattered.

We made it to the door of her room and her pu--ssy clamped around my co--ck as she had another org--asm. This time I had to hold on to the wall to keep from falling. Her moans became louder, almost a muffled scream. Her pu--ssy ju--ice flooded over my throbbing co--ck. If it had not been for the music and the noise anyone close by would have heard her.

As her pu--ssy gripped my co--ck I could not hold out any more and a flood of cu--m shot from my co--ck deep inside of her. My co--ck started pulsing as load after load shot into her. The second she felt me cu--m in her she set off in the biggest org--asm yet. Her breathing was so fast it sounded like she had just ran a marathon. Her whole body was shaking, we both just stood there propped against the door to her room. It took over a minute for both of us to catch our breath and be able to move. Neither of us could talk, it was all we could do not to fall over.

She opened the door and walked in very slowly and despite my org--asm, my co--ck never went totally soft. As we walked in I felt the blood flow back into my co--ck in a rush. The warm feeling of my sticky cu--m mixed with her pu--ssy ju--ice running down our legs, only made me want her more. We walked in the door and with each step I was pumping my co--ck in her.

This time I did not even try to hide the fact I was trying to fu--ck her hard. The whole costume smelled of se--x and cu--m. She was moaning louder as she closed the door. We walked toward the bed me fu--cking her with each step. My hips were rocking back and forth like a mini machine gun. Each stroke was so small but as fast as I could go.

She moaned louder not caring anymore as she bent over the edge of the bed. Her head was resting all the way down so her pu--ssy was pushed up against me. This allowed a bit more room and I was pumping her with all I could manage. She began to moan loudly - no longer even trying to be quiet. As moan after moan left her lips I heard the one thing that made me go insane with lu--st.

"Ohhh don't stop. Fu--ck me, baby brother, fu--ck meee! Oh God yes, please don't stop," she screamed.

"Fu--ck me, use me, take me just don't stop!" she said as her voice broke in gasps.

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All thought was gone as she bent over the bed and started rocking her hips to meet my forward thrust. My c--ock slipped deeper in her and she let out a gasp. The more she bent over the deeper I went in her until I could feel my b--alls slap against her c--lit. She let out a loud scream of s--exual ecstasy and had an o--rgasm that seemed to keep building in intensity. She shook so hard it was like trying to hold on to a bucking bronco, I felt and heard the material in the back start to rip.

The back gave way and I pulled out of her p--ussy. The sudden change caused me to slip. I tried to steady myself but lost my balance and fell over on my a--ss pulling her down with me. I felt a stab of pain on my c--ock for a split second as she fell on me, then it felt warm and tight. I realized my c--ock had slipped in her a--ss. The tightness of her a--ss and the moans from still lingering o--rgasm were more than I could take.

In a split second we both realized what had just happed but were both too far gone to care. She tried to get back upright but it only made my c--ock sink in and out of her a--ss. I was f--ucking her a--ss! Three times she tried to get upright but each time she only managed to pump my c--ock in her a--ss. Before long I realized she was not trying to get up, she was lifting her a--ss up and down helping me f--uck her a--ss.

"F--uck my a--ss baby brother, take my a--ss hard," she screamed.

"You want my a--ss? It's yours. Just f--uck me hard. Sink that hard c--ock deep in my a--ss," she said almost hysterically.

Those words were more than I could take. I felt my c--ock begin that last thrust as the c--um boiled from my b--alls and exploded deep in her a--ss. She also let out a scream as her o--rgasm tore through her body. I think we both may have passed out. I woke up in a daze and felt my c--ock finally getting soft. It slipped out of her a--ss with a plop.

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We both just lay on the floor for several more minutes before I started pushing my back against the material. I felt it give again and heard the material rip. My back was out of the costume. I climbed out slowly, my boxers were covered with c--um and pu--ssy juice. As I looked down I could see my co--ck was still semi hard and poking through the fly in my boxers.

I was covered in sweat and my hair was dripping wet. I rolled on my back and started trying to catch my breath as my sister worked her way out of the ripped opening. As I watched her climb out of the costume, I could see she was a bigger mess than me. Her hair was matted together and all in her face. She had lost her bikini bottoms and I could not help but admire her waxed, smooth pu--ssy.

I looked up and saw that her bikini top had ripped and her bre--asts were totally free. As she struggled out of the costume I watched mesmerized as her huge bre--asts would swing back and forth like a metronome. It was the first time I had ever seen her totally na--ked and I could not stop myself from looking. She was covered in sweat and c--um like me, her face was flushed with wet sweaty hair hanging in her face and her ni--pples were as hard as erasers. She freed herself at last and rolled on the floor next to me.

We sat looking at each other for several minutes. The more I looked at her covered in sweat and c--um, the more excited I became. The blood flooded back to my co--ck in such a rush that it almost hurt as it sprang up on its own. With no idea what to say or do I could only look at the glow on her face to tell she had enjoyed it as much as me.

After a while we both caught our breath then she leaned over me and ki--ssed me. It was no sister ki--ss, it was a ki--ss of a woman that wanted to be fu--cked. She crawled up on me with her tongue in my throat and started rubbing her huge bre--asts against my chest. No longer being hindered by the costume she reached back and guided me into her dripping pu--ssy and started riding me.

She started moaning as I tried to match her down thrust with my own upward thrust. She started ki--ssing my face and biting my neck. She grabbed my hair and thrust her ti--ts into my face.

"Su--ck my ni--pples hard. Sink your teeth into my ni--pple. Please," she begged.

For years I had been dreaming of seeing her huge ti--ts. I feasted on them like it was my last meal. I su--cked her ni--pple as hard as I could as she moaned even louder.

"Don't play with me, bite them!" she yelled.

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I sunk my teeth into her ha--rd ni--pple and she exploded. She dropped on my co--ck with a ha--rd thru--st and I felt the clamp-like feeling of her pu--ssy gripping me. Wave after wave of shakes ran through her body as her or--gasm built to a climax. Even as I watched her or--gasm wash over her, I was amazed at her complete loss of control.

Just as I thought her or--gasm was slowing down, I saw her reach down, grabbing her own bre--ast in her hand and pulled it up and start su--cking it. This only caused her to start a whole new wave of shaking. Then she opened her mouth and bit ha--rder than I could believe on her own ni--pple as she exploded.

I have always thought that the ho--ttest thing a woman could do was su--ck and bite her own bre--asts and it was more than I could take. I let out a grunt and ca--me in her. This time there was no forced position. I exploded with total abandonment deep in her pu--ssy. She rolled off me and we lay next to each other with a mixture of satisfaction and guilt.

I guess we both were a bit embarrassed at what had just happened and started getting dressed. We were both totally silent and looked like we had just run a 100Km race. But there was no way to hide the glow of satisfaction on our faces. Donna got up off the floor, grabbed a towel and started wiping her face and body off. My eyes were glued to her, watching her transform from a wild se--xual animal to a presentable host. She brushed her long beautiful hair and slipped her dress over her head. I was so stunned from the night events that it took me several seconds before I realized that she had not bothered to put her bra or pa--nties on. She headed for the door and turned to look at me.

"Look, lets not let this mess things up for us, ok? It was an accident and will never happen again," the look on her face said she was torn between appreciating the great se--x and her shame as the full extent of the situation settled on her.

"Right, it never happened. We will never mention it again," I told her with my legs still shaking. Even as I said the words, I was not really sure I meant what I had just said. She closed the door behind her and went out to talk to her guests. I lay on the floor for 20 minutes before I managed to get up and get dressed.

The party was over at about 3 am and I crashed on the couch. I woke the next morning and my head was spinning, still thinking about what happened. I could not believe it. I knew it was an accident but the feeling was so unreal. It was the best se--x I had ever had in my life and it was with my sister.

"Stop it," I told myself over and over, "I can not think about having se--x with my sister. It was wrong and it was an accident."

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I heard my sister come into the room. She sat beside me and looked as hung over as I did. Her hair was all over the place and she had on a robe that was just barely tied. I was pretty sure she was na--ked under the robe but tried to push those thoughts away. Things had already gotten far enough out of hand.

"I know we said we would not talk about it but I have to get this off my chest. That was the best se--x I ever had in my life," she said in a low voice, "I know it was wrong and this will be the end of it, but you need to know that I have never felt anything like that before. To be honest with you, and myself, I want you to know that I am glad it happened. I have thought about having se--x with you for as long as I can remember. I guess that was why I teased you so much when we were kids."

I just sat there, stunned at her confession. She had thought about having se--x with me?

"Please don't hate me for being honest with you," she said and started crying, holding her head in her hands.

I smiled and put my hand on her cheek.

"To be totally honest with you I can't stop thinking about it even now," I said with a little smile.

I gave her a hug, hoping it would help reassure her that she wasn't alone with those feelings. Even as I held her I could not stop looking down her robe as it fell open. That same old rush started returning and had to force myself to stay under control. It took all the will-power I had to just hug her till she was not crying anymore. She ki--ssed me on the cheek and went back to her room to change and take a shower. I took a shower after she had gotten out and washed the smell of se--x off me.

We both chatted as we ate breakfast just like nothing had really changed. I still had one hell of a hangover, so I grabbed some aspirin before I left. When my wife came home she wanted to know all about the party. I told her I got a little too drunk and still felt really ill. She laughed and told me that it was what I deserved for drinking too much and having such a good time without her.

"You better get your rest. Tonight you get your reward for being such a good husband," she smiled and gave her a--ss a shake. That night we ma--de lo--ve like we had not done in months. It was ho--t, wi--ld and we were both exhausted when we were done.

"I guess you really missed me at that party, huh?" she laughed as we lay next to each other, out of breath.

Two months later my sister called and told me she was thinking about having another costume party. She paused.

" I got my costume fixed and was wondering if you wanted to share it with me," my heart stopped for a good 30 seconds while I realized what she was saying. There was no question that part of me wanted to go... but would I?

The End