I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 1) [DWP] [Incest]

This post was inspired by this post on Dirty Writing Prompts: https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/ozivpm/wp_incest_after_she_accidentally_destroyed_your

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Josh had left his door open as he was cleaning off the high shelf on his wall. It was covered in a thick layer of dust and was previously covered in years of various items, from trophies to bits of junk. The items had been taken down, and he had a rag in hand to clean up the dust.

“Boo!” Someone shouted behind him and tapped his back. Josh jumped so hard he lost his balance, leaning back off the step ladder he was standing on. As he fell, he turned, seeing the surprised face of his twin sister, Chelsey, as he collapsed toward her. She tried to side step out of the way, but could not in time, being brought down with her brother. Crash! The twins both came down hard onto his bed, causing the underlying structure of the frame to crack under their combined force. The two laid there for a second on the drooping mattress.

Josh and Chelsey were twins, both eighteen and in their senior year of highschool. They generally got along well and even shared classes throughout their time at school. They had their share of disagreements, but what siblings don’t? As far as siblings go, they were actually quite close, and while neither would admit it, they both had a somewhat more intimate fondness for each other. It wasn’t an overwhelming incestuous lust they had to suppress. It was more like a little inkling of interest in the back of their minds. Obviously neither had acted on it, nor were they aware of the other’s secret.

The two sat up and looked at each other. “What the fuck!” Josh practically yelled. “Are you an idiot? You could’ve killed me! And look, you wrecked my bed!”

Chelsey wanted to get mad at Josh for calling her an idiot, but, in hindsight, she realized how wreckless she had been. “I’m really sorry Josh; I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to scare you a little. I’m really sorry.”

It was fairly typical for Chelsey to think about an action after the fact. Plenty of damage, injuries and misunderstandings had occurred due to her poor judgements. Josh, on the other hand, was completely different. He almost always thought things through before acting. While it annoyed him to no end that his sister was so absent minded, he had come to accept it.

“Damnit, my bed’s fucked. I hate the couch.” Josh said, annoyed.

Chelsey felt bad. Not only did she endanger her brother but also broke his bed. “Um, you can sleep in mine if you want. It’s big enough for two.” She spoke without thinking of how it would come across. She didn’t consider her tendency to get naked in her sleep when she asked nor the spark of attraction in the back of her mind.

Josh thought about it for a second. Unlike her, his taboo interest came to mind immediately, along with his strange tendency to lose his boxers in his sleep. It was almost like they shared a genetic predisposition to waking up naked.

“Fine, you better not snore,” Josh responded affirmatively.

“I don’t!” replied his sister indignantly.

That night, Chelsey turned in earlier than Josh did, though she had more to do before bed. At around 10pm, he made his way to her room and knocked.

“Come in,” she said distractedly.

Josh walked in, his eyes falling on his sister. She was sitting with her back to him, just finishing taking her makeup off in her mirror. She was wearing only a simple black bra and matching panties. When she finished, she stood up to find her brother awkwardly staring at her. Then it dawned on her what she did. Her face got red.

“Oh, sorry, I wasn’t thinking.” Her hands fidgeted, not sure if she should try to cover herself or not. “Um, can you turn around for a minute?”

Josh complied. Chelsey reached behind her and unhooked her bra, releasing her D cups. She dropped them and grabbed her plain, white t-shirt she liked to wear to bed and pulled it over her head. She pulled her long brown hair out of the collar and decided that was good enough.

“I’m done. Sorry again,” she apologized once more.

Josh turned around. Although the scene was much less scandalous, he couldn’t stop his mind from fixating on the black panties just above the hem of her shirt.

“It’s… fine. Um… were you getting into bed?” asked Josh.

“Yeah, I was just about to,” Chelsey replied, climbing into her bed and covering up, leaving the covers on the opposite side pulled down. Josh could have sworn her nipples were hard as rocks when he saw them pushing against the large t-shirt.

Josh, realizing he was still wearing clothes, decided to just climb in.

“You sleep in your clothes?” she asked.

Josh replied, “Well, no, but…” 

“I don’t mind. I’ll close my eyes, ok?” she said as if prompting him to strip.

He considered for a second before stripping down to his boxers. His gray boxers did next to nothing to hide his semi. Unbeknownst to him, Chelsey subconsciously snuck a few peeks at his undressing form. Shutting off the light, he climbed in bed with his sister.

“‘Night Josh.”

“‘Night Chel.”

The two fell asleep surprisingly easily.

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Some time in the middle of the night, Josh woke up to a strange sensation on his left arm. Disoriented, he looked over at his sister’s face laying uncomfortably close to his own. In the pale moonlight, as he came to, he began to notice what was going on. Chelsey’s cheeks glowed a soft pink in the light and her breathing was shallow. She clung to him, and the warmth of her body increased down his arm. He realized that she had no shirt, and to his horror, that he had no shorts. The last thing he realized was that she was moving. She had his hand between her thighs and was grinding her wet flower against it.

Her breath was not only shallow, but also produced very light moans. Her warm breath crept along Josh’s cheek like an ocean breeze. Her entire body was glued to him, and he could swear he could make out a faint, “Josh,” in some of her moans.

Chelsey moaned a bit louder, waking herself up. She went through the same process Josh did, realizing the situation. Her face went from pink to red, and something in her mind snapped. The situation did not compute. They stared into each other’s shocked eyes for what felt like minutes. 

Chelsey tried to speak, but no words came out. Her eyes welled up in tears as she pushed herself away and buried her face into her pillow. She had never been more ashamed, embarrassed or scared in her life. She cried near-hysterically into her pillow.

Josh, still tired, did something he never did. He acted without thinking. He turned her head, her tears abruptly stopping and put his lips to her’s, kissing her deeply. While shocked at first, she reciprocated his passionate advance.

They relented, and looked deeply into each other’s eyes. “I… I…” Chelsey stammered but couldn’t formulate a sentence.

“It’s ok, I feel it too,” Josh whispered to his sister.

They continued their mutual staring, then locked their lips once more, kissing even more passionately. Josh caressed her side, as Chelsey reached for his member. She found it and rubbed her hand up and down his nine-inch shaft.

Once again they broke apart. “Did… you know?” Chelsey asked.

“No, did you?” Josh asked as well, to which she shook her head no.

“I’ve always thought…” she started.

“…that you were attractive,” he finished. She nodded. “I’d be lying if I said I don’t think about it sometimes.”

“Ew, with your sister?” she said in mock disgust, lightening the mood. “Uh… well, I can’t say I haven’t.”

They smiled at each other. It felt good to both of them to finally expose the secret they’d held from each other for so long. Josh slid his hand from her side to her stomach and slowly between her legs. Her pussy was still hot and wet, as he explored her most sensitive area. She hadn’t a bit of hair anywhere.

“Your smooth body feels so good,” Josh said, his arousal in his voice. Chelsey blushed some more, not really sure how to respond when your brother compliments your shaving habits. Josh’s fingers explored her clit, which rewarded him with a moan. As he went further, Chelsey’s body began to rhythmically respond.

Finding her opening, Josh’s middle finger began to explore Chelsey’s pussy deeper. She started to moan louder as he went deeper, and he got up slightly. Partially on top of her, Josh again locked lips with Chelsey. Her moans worked their way into their kiss in the most erotic way. Josh withdrew his finger, then covered his ring finger in her erotic fluids. He pushed both into her, eliciting even more moans. Again he picked up his pace, and their saliva exchange became ravenous. His left hand was in her hair as she borderline-screamed into him.

She pulled back, “Josh, you’re gonna make… I’m gonna…” Before she could finish, her muscles began to contract in pleasure. Her hands were on him, holding on wherever possible. He kept his pace steady and she panted and moaned as orgasm rocked her body. Her walls rhythmically squeezed his fingers.

When her orgasm had passed, she locked eyes with her brother-turned-lover. They kissed again, this time gentler. They were both exhausted, too much so to care about the mess they made in her bed. Josh flipped her around and they cuddled together. His semi, being too tired to hold a full erection, pushed against the flesh of her soft ass. His hands roamed, groping her breasts and pussy until they past into sleep.

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Part two will probably come out soon, so make sure you drop a follow to see what these two incestuous twins will get up to next time.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p0rlix/im_sorry_i_broke_your_bed_part_1_dwp_incest