Specific Incestuous Fantasies!

[rickybobby808454]

My fantasy involves going back in time and handling a situation with my oldersister differntly.
One night she went into my room to use my miror She was in a Red Bra and tgese rely tight light blue jeans thst made her ass look amazing. I pretended to be offended and try to get her leave my room by grabbing her from behind and tried to lift her up but instead had her fall on me...so I could fell her vutt. She ew and laughed and told me I just wanted to fell her butt as she left the room. I remained silent.

I wish I responded by saying you caught me. YOU have an amazing ass. And see where it went fronm their

i wish i could do the same thing there is one particular night with my older sister that i wish i could go back in time and done it differently i think about it alot it she asked me to go with her to a big Christmas party that was going at this bar where our cousins lived and when she got there to pick me up i opened the car door and just froze when I seen her sitting there in a gray velvet skirt that only came mid thigh with black stockings and white nit sweater with deep v neck showing alot of cleavage after what felt like for ever i managed to get in trying to act normal during the hr drive to the town where my cousins live and the party was i kept catching myself staring at her short skirt and exposed thighs if you want to hear more msg me

 

[UtilityCurve]

Would probably go down something like this: Christmas/winter break (how timely). Both home from different colleges, but not yet 21. Mom and Dad are headed off to a party that both had no interest in joining as they would be the youngest attendees by five or more presidential terms.

Plenty of time to raid the liquor cabinet, get stupid, dare each other to watch porn on the big screen TV with them and one loses discretion and pulls his cock out/undoes her jeans and slips a hand into her panties.

As in every Literotica that reaches this point, "the video is soon forgotten," though the soundtrack is ... helpful. They watch each other and she in particular, actually seeing something, gets reckless.

"Want any help with that thing? Or are you gonna keep it to yourself?"

Debauchery ensues, and it ends with both of them thoroughly satisfied, but they retain the wits to clean up the glasses and replace the not-terribly drained bottles. And to fall asleep in their own beds.

Thereafter, they never again agreed to join their parents on an evening out. For reasons.

 

[EdgySubMic]

Mine did a couple times, but it didn't lead to anything more... intimate.

The furthest I got was when I invited my sister to touch my erection once, not daring to ask for more. We were young – but of legal age – and, most of all, already naked in what originally was a nonsexual setting (we had an openminded upbringing). I was a virgin and still exploring my sexuality at the time and I did not yet realize I'm gay. So, I got myself hard while she looked on. She didn't go for it, though. Was she scared of incest? I'll never know, as she just said she wouldn't do it and we never again talked about that moment. It did feed my fantasies for a while, however.

Funny thing is, neither of us would exist if not for some incest a few generations back – although we can't know for sure whether the man in that case knew that the living-in maid he was fucking was his illegitimate half-sister (same mother). He probably did, however.

 

[EdgySubMic]

About 8 to 10 years ago, me and my sister got together to clean out a house we inherited. One day, she was sitting in an armchair for a lunch break, while I was laying down on a sofa behind her. I had brought my good camera in order to take pictures of the house, since we were preparing to sell it.

In a playful moment, I decided to take a picture of her – or at least to give it a try, just to tease her. I don’t remember what I did to make her look back at me, but she immediately turned away, saying she didn’t want to be photographed – admittedly, she was looking rather messy, given what we had been doing all morning. I got a bracket of snapshots out of it anyway, and started looking at them on my camera, followed by deleting them, since none of them were any good.

While turning away, she had (falsely) claimed that she never looks good on camera. After half a minute or so, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her grab her smartphone and scroll around on it. Suddenly, she quickly turned towards me again, showing me her smartphone and saying “Besides, I look better ‘au naturel’.” Just as quickly as she had done that, she turned back and the smartphone was gone. I was busy looking at my own camera and therefore completely missed what she had been trying to show me – although I’m quite sure that I’ve seen the picture in question before, as there are several professional quality ones of her naked on the internet. I could have asked that she show it again, but that didn’t feel appropriate.

Now comes the fantasy part:

I know she’s a domme (she really is), while I myself am a gay submissive who craves real and intense humiliation. She also does know I’m submissive, though we never talked about that, but she doesn’t know that I’m gay.

In my fantasy, I still don’t ask to be shown the picture again, but I do make a teasing, but not-for-real, comment about “taking her”, as the words that she used in our native language to refuse being photographed allow for a very easy pun in that direction. To my surprise, this triggers her to fully enter her dominant mode and she immediately turns the pun around on me; firmly orders me to strip bare; and doesn’t take no for an answer. She has seen me naked before, but the last time was many decades ago, and I now have some more things to hide... Reluctantly, I eventually end up obeying. The utter humiliation of an owned gay slave submitting to his forceful own younger sister somehow is hot enough to overcome my inner resistance to her being my sister. As I stand there, fully naked and displaying my permanent slave collar, she asks about my owner and so I now also have to admit to being gay, as there’s something about my collar that betrays that anyway. She’s offended (or claims to be) by me not being into women, and decides to severely punish me for that.

I’ve later written up several versions of this fantasy. In one of them, she “just” starts blackmailing me to get some sadistic fun of her own out of me in her dungeon. In another, she contacts my owner and they gang up on me: she still wants her sadistic fun, but he is most of all angry at me for having done what I did and he punishes me extra hard for it.

Is it incest, for a gay brother to submit to his dominant, post-menopausal, sister if no actual sex ever happens?