It became our ritual. Something we were looking forward too. It was our dirty little secret. We told no one what we did. No one knew about our special hangover cure. No one knew that sis and I began to fuck every damn Sunday as soon as our parents had gone out to church and to visit friends.

We did that for months. I dumped countless loads inside my sisters pussy or up her ass. We both enjoyed it. We had fun. And yes, we got closer. To close for a brother and a sister. We somehow became a couple. It just developed over time. We both got jealous when the other one talked about some hot girl or boy. We began to spend as much time together as anyhow possible. But we had to be careful. Not to be caught by anyone, especially our parents.

And believe me, that situation just sucked. We just couldn’t be that couple we wanted to be. We were actively looking for a way to break out. We were thinking about moving out to a different place. Telling our parents some made up stories that we had to go there for work. Choosing some towns next to each other, not too close, but not a too big distance between us.

Something similar would happen pretty soon. Sis and I were really, really damn hot for each other. Our Sunday session just wasn’t enough to satisfy our needs anymore. And masturbation, we both were just sick of it. So we began to fuck whenever a possibility opened up. The risk of getting caught even gave us a kick.

It was one day, my head was just stuck between my sisters legs, when mom walked into us. We forgot to lock the bathroom door. She just left without saying anything. Sis and I didn’t realized that it happened. We were someplace else. Fucking her was just beyond awesome. We couldn’t get enough of it. But this day, they day we got caught without noticing it, everything changed.

In the evening the family came together for dinner. Like on nearly every day. Normally a very relaxed thing, some talking, some joking, some food, but not this day. Something was in the room. Mom and dad looked very, very nervous. It took a while until they began to talk: “We know what you are doing. We know that you are in bed together. At first we were thinking that it just was a phase that will end one day. But it didn’t. Are you a couple now?”

Sis and I said: “Yes.”

They weren’t happy about it. But the knew that there was nothing that they could do against it. Separating us, stopping us from going on would turn it into an even more forbidden fruit. So they continued: “If you want to stay together, you have to leave town. You have to move someplace else, where no one knows you. And you have to act like you are newly wed couple. Even wear some wedding rings.”

It got quiet in the room. You could hear a needle drop. Sis and I were looking at each other. We were thinking. And after a while, we just said, in about the same moment: “Yes.”

Our parents nodded. They looked relieved. Not really happy, but relieved. And dad added one last thing: “Share your room until you move out, do whatever you want. But don’t draw suspicion when you are out in public. And for Christ’s sake, when you are fucking each other, in your damn rooms, when we are not around or behind closed doors.”

We just said: “Yes, dad.”

Then they left us. Putting away the dishes was our job. Two people with big smiles on their faces were doing their choirs in the kitchen. Moving someplace else was somehow frightening, but the fact to not have to hide anymore, especially in front of our parents, was just a big relieve. And yes, we stood really close to each while still being in the kitchen.

And after we were done, we went upstairs. In my room. Behind closed curtains. Clothes were flying through the air. Passionate kissing was setting in. Fingers were entering a wet hole. Tits were and balls were squeezed. Nipples were sucked on. One rock hard stick was polished.

Followed by some serious fucking. Gentle at first, hard and deep after a while. Sis and I were fucking the first time as an official couple.

She moaned, I moaned. She came twice, I came once. Incredibly hard and intense. I must have blown a gigantic load inside her pussy. And somehow I stayed hard. Ready for a round two. She realized my still rock hard dick, and

Sis just let me do. I fucked her someplace else. I somehow turned her into a trembling piece of meat that was asking for more. And calling out for god from time to time.

More and more tension build up in our bodies. We were heading towards a grand final. Closer and closer we came. With every hard thrust of mine.

One more. Another one. The next one. And boom. Tension left two bodies. Two simultaneous fireworks were burning off in two brains.

Two sweat covered bodies filled with endorphins were collapsing next to each other.

Exhaustion. Happiness. Two hand were somehow touching each other. Holding each other.

Two head were turning towards each other. Slowly. In slow motion. Each of them covered by the happiest smile you can imagine.

And then, one gentle kiss. Two foreheads touching each other. Yes, love.

It took a while until the hormones had worn off, until the metabolisms were back up and running. After we were up and running again, we took a shower together. Just some touching, some gentle kissing. Just being next to each other.

After drying off our bodies, we went to bed. Together, for the first time ever sleeping a night in the same bed. Without the fear of being caught. Just cuddling and falling asleep.

And yes, as always: Nothing but fiction. A made up story.