He’s Attracted To His Sister : Part -1

She was bent over the sofa’s armrest. Her ass waving back and forth in the air as her arms were just shy of long enough to reach her phone. She moaned and gasped as she struggled to reach.

I coughed once.

She continued to struggle. Her ass cheeks were visible in her short shorts. I could see where the bottom hung and I tried to take a peek to see deeper. I couldn’t manage it.

She was bent over the sofa’s armrest. Her ass waving back and forth in the air as her arms were just shy of long enough to reach her phone. She moaned and gasped as she struggled to reach.I coughed once.

She continued to struggle. Her ass cheeks were visible in her short shorts. I could see where the bottom hung and I tried to take a peek to see deeper. I couldn’t manage it.

That was when Mom walked in. “Flora, you’re 19, why don’t you just walk over to the phone?” She said.

“Never!” Flora replied, ever the one to make a scene.

Mom went to take a sip from her coffee but noticed that a strand of her hair had fallen in. She picked at it and then sat down in our armchair.

She surveyed Flora as her theatrics continued. We exchanged eye contact. I tried to deliver a look of incredulity. I also tried to make it seem as if I was not staring at my sister’s ass. I had not felt as successful at doing that.

Flora’s legs were the only thing on the sofa’s armrest now. She was well over onto the floor as she fell downward. I could hear her face plant as she yelled, “I got it!”

Her phone appeared first, then the rest of her. She had on this… It was basically a pushup bra, grey, the material was opaque, it didn’t look like something you could wear by itself but there she was. Wearing it in front of her brother and Mother.

I licked my lips.

She jumped over the armrest and ended up back on the sofa. Her legs came to rest over mine. She smiled at me, and continued watching TV.

It was a dumb reality TV show. Flora wasn’t known for being deep or insightful. She was just a pretty sort of girl. She was a brunette but had dyed the ends of her hair blonde. It looked especially good when she curled her hair.

She laid herself on the sofa’s armrest. Her head was turned towards the TV and her legs curled up so that her feet rested in the middle of my lap. Her feet would occasionally jump when something especially juicy would happen on the TV.

We watched for the next thirty minutes. There were ads and we laughed about how stupid the people on TV were. It was of course all about editing, but it was still fun to speculate how much smarter than them we all were.

It was especially cute when Flora did it. Knowing that she wasn’t herself the smartest.

When we were done she got up and went to her room. I watched her butt the entire way upstairs.

What the hell was I doing staring at my sister?

It was nothing, of course, I just watched her go up the stairs. I was overthinking the whole thing. There was also when she was bent over the armrest. I had wanted to see further up her shorts, that was just an innocent curiosity. It didn’t have to mean anything. Why would it? Didn’t every man instinctually look up a girl’s skirt for a peek? Did evolution care if it was your sister? Probably not.

There was nothing to worry about because I loved my sister. I wanted nothing more for her than the very best. That was all.

That. Was. All.

“What do you want to watch now?” Mom interrupted my train of thought.

I shrugged.

“That isn’t an answer.”

“I know. I just have nothing I wanna watch.” She flipped through the channels.

I thought about Flora’s bra. It was far too slutty for her to be wearing in the house. Why did Mom let her wear it without saying anything? The more I thought about it the angrier I got. She could have been up in her room sending pictures to guys in it. She could have been sending nudes all because mom let her dress like a slut.

I had to tell myself to calm down. It wasn’t healthy to be so obsessive about your sister.

I stood up and went upstairs. Flora’s bedroom door was open and I could see her bed. She was in it taking selfies. One was of her with her tongue out. The other was just a casual smile. I wondered who she was sending them to. She spotted me and stuck her tongue out at me.

“Why are you staring?” She asked.

“I’m just trying to see how many dumb faces you can make.”

She threw her pillow at the door. It closed the door so the gap was minuscule. I opened it back up and smiled at her.

“That’s no way to treat your older brother.”

“Go away!”

“Gosh, you’re sensitive.”

I closed the door and left her. I went back to my room and lay down in bed. My hands found themselves stimulating my cock. Gently at first. It was through my pajama pants. Gradually my cock grew larger. I waited until it was full size before pulling it out to jerk off.

I started for my phone to find some porn but stopped, there was another more prominent image that came to mind. I tried to push it away. I stared at the roof and despite myself I thought about the sofa. I thought about wanting to see up her shorts.

I thought about how cute her butt was in those shorts and how her bra (whatever the fuck it was) made her tits look. I started to stroke up and down the length of my cock. I wanted to cum, needed it in fact.

I kept stroking and thinking about what would do it. I didn’t want to linger on my sister. I thought about Stacy, the girl next door. She was hot, I thought about her in a bikini. I had seen her in it a while ago.

Later that week we got the brilliant idea to go to the beach as well. Flora was wearing this bright green bikini that barely covered her body. It was tight and it looked so fucking good on her. I couldn’t help myself but stare then too, but I stared on like a watchful brother. Other guys were creeping on her. They wanted a chance at the beautiful ass and to taste those gorgeous tits on their lips. I could relate, I stared at her ass as it bounced away from me into the ocean. My body wanted to be with her. I wanted to have my cock shoved so deep inside of her as my seed erupted and as I came I would scream her name and beg her to milk my cum for all it was worth. Her pussy would scream for my cum and she would moan my name–

My cum erupted onto my shirt.

“Fuck!” I yelled.

I was out of breath. My chest was rising up and down and my legs were shaking. I had just had the best orgasm of my life thinking about my sister and her sweet pussy.

“Are you okay?” Mom was knocking at the door.

“Yeah!” I yelled back, terrified.

“You don’t sound okay.”

“I dropped my phone.”

That seemed to satisfy her.

I gulped and cleaned myself up.

I didn’t know what to make of it all. There was a part of me that said it was simple. I wanted to fuck my 19-year-old sister and if I didn’t deal with that feeling I could never get past it. There was the other part that treated this as aberrant. That it was something that should not be crossed and the thought itself was a taboo that was beyond reproach.

Still… Her tits would have looked good in my mouth.

I put on my day clothes and loafed around the house. There wasn’t much to do during a pandemic.

As the day wore on I noticed that Flora stayed in her room for the majority of it. This time her door was closed. I could hear her casually talking inside with a friend, or watching a youtube video. I couldn’t be certain.

It also wasn’t clear why I was at her door listening. When did I ever care what she was up to?

I pulled my ear away from the door and went back to watching TV with Mom, it was all I could do.


It was the sound of stumbling that woke me up. That and a giggle. I stumbled out of my room, with my hand on the frame and said, “Flora?”

“Go to sleep.”

The door to her room opened and she turned the light on. I could see she had on an entire outfit. She was wearing high heels and a skin-tight red dress. I’d never seen her wear something so slutty. I didn’t know she owned anything like that.

“Where are you going?”

“Going? I just came back.”

“From where?”

“Mind your own business.” She said to me.

“You went to a college party?”

I couldn’t see it, but her body language said she was rolling her eyes.

She closed the door behind her. I was standing in my doorway wondering what I would do. I had to tell Mom! We all knew that she shouldn’t be going out dressed in clothes like that.

That is what I should have done.

Instead, I burst into her room.

“What are you wearing?”

She was laying on the bed with her high heels kicked to the side.

“It’s my new dress. Do you like it?”

The answer was yes, I did. I just didn’t want anybody else to see her in it. I wanted to see her with her clothes removed.

“No. You look like a slut.”

“Fuck you Milo.”

“Fuck me? You should be nicer to me, what if I tell mom?”

“You wouldn’t tell on your adorable little sister would you?”

What was she saying? “Uh…”

“You know… Look at me. I look so good in this. Are you gonna ruin my night?”

“Oh… No. Well, yes, if you’re going to talk to me like that.”

“You’re so boring! Why can’t you be fun for once?”

She was right. I was boring. Here she was coming back from a night of fun and I wanted to ruin it. Not because I cared about anything she did. I only cared that she was looking good for somebody else.

“I just can’t. Okay? I’m going to tell mom you went out without permission.”

“I’m not a kid anymore! I’m 19 and in college!”

“You still live in her house!”

“Uh!” She groaned. “What do you want?”


“What do you want me to give you?”

“Show me your panties.” I thought but didn’t say.

I stood there in silence.

I sat on the bed. I looked up and down her body, licked my lips and groaned.

“I don’t know what I want.”

“You must want something.” She said simply.

“I want to fuck.” I said.


“Not you.” I quickly corrected. “I’m just horny and that has me frustrated. I think it’s been a lonely time for me.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“I don’t know, Flora. I just want you to know I’m not upset with you.”

“Are you going to tell mom?”

“I won’t tell mom, but get out of that outfit.” I stood up. “It makes you look like a slut.”

“Every guy pretends not to like a slut until they’re fucking her.”

“I’d fuck you…” I mumbled under my breath.

I stepped into the hallway and ran into mom.

“Why are you guys awake?” She said.

“Oh… Flora had a bad dream.”

“Maybe I should check up on her.” Mom said.

“No. I think she’s okay now.”

She turned around back to her room. I let out a deep breath when she was gone.

Flora owed me. Big time.


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