Sisters in the Time of COVID19

This is a story set during the Corona Virus outbreak in 2020 (for future readers). Everyone was self-quarantined — even if healthy – and all social functions were shut down until further notice (which had not been lifted at the time this story was written).

Fuck! My senior prom was canceled as was my sister’s Spring Fling Ball at college. The Corona Virus quarantine had kept me home from my last semester of high school and my sister had to move back into our room from her college upstate. My parents were both working from home as their respective companies had closed the offices until the all clear was sounded — which was for some undetermined date in the who-knows-when-future.
So Kristy crowded back into my room, or I guess, “our” room, after unloading all her stuff out of my Dad’s car in the driveway last week. Mom thought it was fun to see her girls back together again after only a few months of my older sister’s freshman year at Roane State. I hate to say it but I didn’t like it at all. Oh, I like — love — my sister but I had gotten very used to having the room all to myself. So I had to clear all my stuff back into the shared quarters of closets and bureaus and night tables to make room for Kristy.

Caught in the Office – Caught masturbating in the office by a young client. [exhib] [voyeurism]

In the peak of the heat of summer the mercury had risen to a sweltering 37 degrees. The air conditioning in the office had broken and the sweat was running off my body. I had been finishing up some paperwork while waiting for my last client to arrive. It was already well past five and the office was long since deserted.

When the paperwork was done I headed to the office door and pushed it closed. I had obviously been stood up. It was nothing new, actually it happened quite frequently. People forget that I have a life too and I don’t sit and wait for them to call. I dropped back into my chair and reached for the computer.

I thought I would give my client five more minutes or at least until I read a couple of stories from this hot erotic story site I had found. I searched through the new story list eager to find something that struck my fancy or other areas. It was then that I found it, a story about a girl who liked to flash and tease guys in public. A casual flash from under her skirt revealed her lack of panties and modesty. This type of story started a nice warm little fire deep inside me.

A Step Apart: Teased. Matt can’t hide his lust for his older step sister anymore.

Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly revealing the belly button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn’t like piercings that were anywhere but the ear and she didn’t like tattoos, period. Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out her recent tattoo she got on the small of her back. Every other waking and sleeping minute she spent at her mom’s house she would have to wear some over sized sweat shirt or a baggy t shirt that wouldn’t risk revealing her tattoo any time she bent over.

Matt didn’t mind in the least. He sat balancing on a large blue sit-up ball in the corner of the room and pretended to type on his phone. In reality though, his eyes couldn’t keep from creeping up and down his step-sister’s body. Her long tan legs that stuck out from the small black with pink trim, loose fitting shorts she wore.

Boner Check- Prankster Sister gets the better of her brother.

My sister really had no choice. She was always destined to be a joker and a prankster.

Our father was a well-known for his sense of humor in his family, always quick with a pun in reply to whatever your question was. My sister clearly inherited that gene. She was born on April 1st, and that just seemed to enhance her humor. And then, there was the matter of her name.

All the women on my mother’s side of our family have Mae as a middle name. Essie Mae, Bonnie Mae, etc. Our last name, courtesy of our dad, is Juneau, just like the capital of Alaska. So, when she was born, my sister was given the name April Mae Juneau. With a name like that, from a family like ours, and being born on that day, she was destined from the start to cause trouble.

Melody’s Father – A teenage girl brings her friend home to her loving father.

It was late afternoon by the time the two ran low on money, and it was also right around then that they realized they hadn’t eaten anything since they split a bagel before heading to the beach that morning.

Melody counted out her change onto her friend Kelly’s dashboard. The light turned green, and Kelly accelerated in the only way that teenage girls can accelerate, and the change went everywhere. Into Melody’s skirted lap, between the seats, onto the floor.

“Shit,” said Melody, but apathetically.

Kelly giggled, swerving slightly as she did so. Melody rolled up her window and reached for the air conditioning in the car. The south Florida sun wasn’t any kinder in October than it was in June and nor was the humidity.

With the breeze out of their hair, Melody examined herself in the car mirror, pulling strands of blonde hair from her cleavage, re-arranging her strategically buttoned top.

Melody looked over at Kelly without her noticing. She did this often, comparing their bodies, unsure of herself but sure enough to dress as if she were 100% certain that she was a head turner. Which, of course, she was.

Can’t Help Myself- She’s sitting at the computer playing with herself.

As I write this, I should tell you, that I’m wet. More than wet. Turned on. My skin is tingling. 

Ten minutes ago, I was looking for something to put inside me. And fifteen minutes before that, I had been lazily fingering myself. Pulling aside my panties, tugging on my lips, spreading myself apart with two fingers. Left handed. I had a leg propped up on the table to reach myself better. It was easier to thrust my fingers inside me. I touched my pussy like a stranger. Gentle, curiously exploring. Slightly uncoordinated since I was using my off-hand. I was moist. I know you keep lube hidden in the drawer of the computer desk. But trust me, I didn’t need it. 

The more I fingered myself, the more I wanted… well, more. When I was done teasing myself, that’s when I decided to find something to fill me. I used the sharpie marker. The thick one. It went in ridiculously easy. I pushed it in and out several times, using different angles. I could feel it sliding around but it was not enough to clamp around. I needed to have something large enough for my pussy to squeeze. 

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Guilty Love — Andrea can’t help her feelings for her sleeping sister.

Things should have changed after being away from home for the better part of a year, that’s what I thought anyway. My first year at university had been different certainly, but not in the sort of grand life-changing way I had hoped for. Returning home at the end of the school year I found everything pretty much same. I may as well not have bothered.

As sisters, and only about a year and a half apart, I grew up sharing a room with Lindsay. That hadn’t changed either and even now as I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling I could hear her soft breathing from across the room. I turned my head to look at her but couldn’t make out much more than an undefined mound where her blanket covered her. To think one of the biggest problems in my life was sleeping in the same room as me.

It sounded terrible when I thought of it that way. It wasn’t like Lindsay had done anything to deserve being labeled as a problem, even just in my mind. She was as good a sister as I could have asked for and I wouldn’t have traded her for anything. I just wished I could fix whatever was wrong with me.

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Good For The Skin- Cousin helps sister with acne

“I’m not going to be walking around with a cupful of cum.” I smiled calmly at my cousin.

“But she said it had to be fresh….” My cousin Sue was the unfortunate victim of juvenile acne – really bad acne. Evidently a friend of hers had told her about a unique cure involving male ejaculate, which had led her to me.

“I’m afraid the only way to get it is straight from the source, so to speak.” Sue and I had grown up together and shared just about everything in our lives with each other – except for this.

“Oh, that’s gross!” At least those were Sue’s words; her expression suggested she thought otherwise. “You expect me to use it right after you, you – do it?”

I watched as two nipple shadows developed on her t-shirt. “Me do it? I think not – you want it, you squeeze it.” To short circuit the argument I began to unzip my jeans. Her eyes flared wide but she wasn’t backing away or turning around. With my zipper down and button undone I looked down at her. “Well?”

Half Sister — Older brother tricks sister into incest.

My name is Ryan. I grew up in a pretty normal house. My parents divorced when I was eleven and my mom moved my sister and me across the state to start over. My sister and I had a completely normal childhood and grew up to be normal adults.

When I was around 22, I discovered an incest themed chat room and began discussing it with others. It was mostly mother and son or father and daughter but what really got me going was all the brother and sister stories. This experience led me to find more incest chat rooms and to create a fake profile posing as a 19 year old girl who was interested in incest.

A few years later, when I was 27, my sister called me out of the blue and dropped a bombshell. She had gotten the real story as to why our parents had split up; our father had an affair which resulted in him fathering another child. I was in complete shock. I thought she was pulling my leg but she wasn’t, she was telling me the truth.

Just a Tease- I get what I deserve [FMM]

The following is a true story that happened some years ago. I was 23 at the time and hitchhiking through the mountains of British Columbia. I’d been dropped off in a small town and was sitting having a coffee in a truckstop along the highway, hoping for a trucker to walk in that was going my way. I sat there for half an hour or so in a booth with my knapsack propped up beside me making it obvious that I was traveling. Two older guys came in and sat in the booth across from me and asked the waitress to see menus. I listened to their conversation as I gazed out the big window at the parking lot and nothing in particular and gathered that they were on a week long fishing trip and headed my way. They were in their early fifties, a little overweight, kinda geeky and really paying me no mind, they ordered their food and were drinking coffee and chatting about their trip. I was getting a little discouraged as no truckers going my way had come in yet, the ones that were there were going the other way. I’d never had trouble getting a ride before no doubt due to the fact I am a good looking young woman, I kept my blond hair short and wore baggy clothes which covered my voluptuous build, I had a slim frame with nice hips and a large chest that guys loved to notice.