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Keeping Incest a Secret	By : Shep Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 91852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Simpsons, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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I will now supplement my main story with this brief intermission, which I hope will prove to be as satisfying a read as the main plotline so far. Please enjoy and review as you have. You have my sincerest thanks.

A Simple Prelude…

The sex, as it was, was definitely hot, as you have already seen. Limits were no longer applicable; cum could fly as far as it wanted to, land anywhere inside or outside of the body, fingers and lips could roam wherever they wanted; the tongue’s taste buds were free to suckle on nipple juice or precum, and fingers were blessed with the sensations of rock hard penis flesh and that velvety, organic texture of a tight teenage snatch. Moans of pleasure could escalate into loud pleads for even more sex, and never was the activity stopped before each of the siblings were satisfied.
However, this, like almost everything in life, took time and luck to develop. Naturally, Bart and Lisa didn’t sporadically decide on a random chance encounter to strip each other and explore the other’s body. Innocent curiosity is always a viable starting point; especially in the tender early teenage years. Luck, perseverance over specified cultural taboos, and simply, natural attraction; these all came into play when the two blonde teens realized that the energy which they spent over the years in heated arguments and physical fights could be put to much better use, in activities that were much more physically appealing and pleasurable, though the noise obtained during their foreplay and eventual intercourse would eventually rise above any level that their petty squabbles and arguments generated. The excitement of realizing these feelings, and especially, the knowledge that the other feels the same way, is worth exploring in detail, particularly when the couple involves a brother and sister who eventually succumb to adolescent desire. Wouldn’t you agree? I thought so. The simple act of Bart catching himself staring at his sister’s wonderfully curved chest, or Lisa’s prevalent downward gaze at her brother’s concealed cock; these are the sparks that perhaps many siblings feel. The difference, and lucky difference from our standpoint, is that the emotion and rebelliousness of the Simpson siblings eventually breaks all reasonable bounds, and the simple forbidden dream for most becomes a heated, unregretful reality for these two. The tale begins shortly before Lisa’s 13th birthday at the Simpson residence…

“Oh my god…Bart, this is incredible..!!” No, keep your dicks in your pants (for now), this wasn’t Lisa’s reaction to Bart displaying his rock hard cock for her to examine, but it was definitely a starting point. Firstly, and most importantly, he had actually remembered to get his sister a present (for the first time since her eighth birthday), and secondly, and quite more miraculously, he had chosen a perfect gift, two tickets to the premiere of Itchy and Scratchy II; the hugely anticipated sequel to the 5 year old emmy winning cat and mouse butchery film. “To Lisa: Hey, just wanted to make up for the last few years of no-show presents for your birthday. Bring whoever you want, I can always download the movie through some less than legal means anyway. Love, Bart.” Wholesomely unflattering, but yet still sensitive and loving…Lisa was at a loss for any eloquent statements. “Thank you SOOOoo much!!”
“Ok, ok, don’t get all..Waaah!!”
She leapt into his arms gleefully, and Bart’s cry halted as he felt those soft mounds against him as they strained against Lisa’s pajamas, his sweet sibling giggling a bit as she ruffled his messy blonde spikes. He wrapped his arms around to her back, and, knowing their parents couldn’t see it anyway with her back turned, lingered his hold, ever so slightly rubbing his hands back and forth across his sister. Upon breaking their hold on each other, the faintest glimpse of surprise was evident in Lisa’s eyes as she continued her smile, gazing into Bart’s eyes for some kind of hint as to the real intention of that hug…
“Oh, Bart, what have I told you kids about those cartoons..” Marge was just about to lead into her “hrrrmmmm” phase when Lisa spoke up.
“Mom! This is the movie that brings all kinds of kids together! Nerds, bullies, emo kids who have already been desensitized to violence…”
“Yeah mom, stop being so uncool!”
“Hrrrmmmmmm…well…”
“Aw c’mon Marge! Kids need to see violence! It satisfies their urges so they won’t do it in real life! It’s called setting a good example!”
“*sigh* fine…”
“Yes!”
“Whoo hoo!” Lisa was ecstatic. Bart had really been treating her better lately, and his efforts weren’t going unnoticed. More hugs, kisses on the cheek, and surprises like this were becoming more standard, and with teenage girls loving teenage boys who do these things for them, it was only natural that an attraction beyond ‘family love’ would develop…
The day progressed fairly normally from that point. A late summer weekend, with no one particularly motivated to do anything. Bart and Lisa stole glances at each other’s bodies as they had been doing for the past year or so, but were always wise to make sure the other suspected nothing. That last embrace though had stirred things up, especially Lisa, who was sensitive to those extra feels her brother had risked on her back. She was scared to hope for too much, in case it was by chance an accident, but she knew Bart better than that. It was getting exciting.
Night rolled around, and unbeknownst to their parents, the siblings went about their usual routines. Let’s start with the hot blonde girl.
First things first, she was proud of her body; much like her intelligence, Lisa was ahead of many of her peers, graced with the silky long legs of her mother, her tits and ass tight and perky. Lately, with the summer heat, her clothes were often skimpy; tube tops; tight, low cut jean shorts; the bulges they produced had many teenage boys struggle to keep their erections from being ridiculed by the public.
Lisa even used her other natural gifts to help her find sexual release; she convinced her Dad she needed her own TV in her room, complete with cable hook up. It would ‘increase her school performance’, as she demonstrated to her parents in one of her ‘please get it over with’ rants that showcased in painful detail the different documentary channels that would help her keep ahead of everyone with English and history essays. And that it did; she was still too pure to request these things without some wholesome benefit, but there was another, much more exciting reason to have the luxury of Homer’s all-inclusive cable package; various porn channels were unlocked, ready to be viewed by anyone with access, and Lisa, simply like her to avoid the stereotypical trends, in this case, ‘only boys watch pornography’, often looked forward to late ‘study sessions’, but instead of pencil in hand, her hands were in her pussy, and fondling her tits, as she watched many different models get fucked hardcore by men that made Corey look like an inadequate momma’s boy. She got an intense charge out of slowly stripping herself as she gave into her hormones. First her shirt, running her fingers across her bra knowing her nipples were hardening, soon stopping to remove her pants or shorts as her moistness of her sex reached levels that called for further attention. Her silence as she watched a barely legal teen give an amazing blowjob slowly turned into quick gasps, faster breaths, her hips involuntarily thrusting, mimicking actions…it was physical bliss. She would watch her own breasts bounce with her movements, smiling at how full they were already becoming, and oftentimes would quickly throw off her bra and marvel at her flailing nipples as she dipped one hand down beneath, into her virgin snatch. On the left side of her bed, a human sized mirror was in placer, letting her watch her actions; she could see in detail every piece of her body, how it moved, how it bounced, and experiment with different positions, already preparing herself for the cocks she would eventually consume. She knew it was dirty, that it looked slutty, but it was that excitement and distancing from rules and regulations that all young adolescents crave. At any given moment in the porn movie she would finally climax, since she gradually shifted her attention from the 20 year old promiscuous blonde on film to the horny little 13 year old she saw in her mirror, and seeing her own actions was the final step in satisfying her pussy’s urges.
Shifting focus to Bart, despite many make-out sessions with the regular sluts that are abound in any school, regardless of the community, he was surprisingly still a virgin, and a cause of that could be attributed to the girl he found most attractive. Lisa was turning into a total hottie; he saw her every day, and overcoming the minor protests of his conscience rose hormones that told him to fondle that pair of teenage tits and pump his shaft into that tight ass. She was just so doable. He loved her voice, and had heard every inflection of it, except the moans and cries associated with foreplay, fondling, and sex. Bath nights were particularly intense; he wished he could just rush into that shower and start playing with her body; she was so close, and absolutely vulnerable.
Masturbation was perhaps more intense for Bart than some of the Springfield boys; the main object of his thought was in the room right next to him. He’d had enough experience that he didn’t need quite the explicit visual aids that Lisa used; his traditional fist over cock routine worked just fine as he hip trusted upwards into an illusionary pussy. Despite his frequency, he would drag on the jerking long enough to ensure a pretty full orgasm. In fact, the cum that jetted from his cock could almost reach the girl he wanted to spray all over. Of course, Lisa didn’t become a total obsession, he’d allow visions of Sherri, Terri, Allison, etc, into his mind, sometimes at the same time, with fingers and pussies grinding each other in a hot orgy. But more often than not, when he reached that final point, he could only see Lisa’s inviting mouth and erect nipples begging for cum, and could almost hear his little sister cry out in pleasure as he spilled loads of white fluid onto her lips and chin, watching it dribble down to her perky buds, smoothly coating her two breasts in a cascade of rebellion. As the climax faded, he would see her gingerly dip her delicate fingers onto her 13 year old nipples, coat them with his cum, and suck her digits clean, that seductive smile never disappearing.
Despite his rebelliousness, Bart knew these thoughts would probably just remain in his corrupted mind. We all are familiar with Bart’s true sense of morality and decency; and we would assume it would arise far above having sex with his own sister, and this was what he told himself as well. But he wouldn’t follow through with that thought.

Next day…

“Ah…lookin spiff! Damn I just keep getting..whoa!!” The Axe cologne spilled over his neck and chest, and into the sink, Bart only managing to save a third of the bottle, as Lisa popped up from seemingly nowhere, her hand clamped around his left shoulder.
“Hehehe! That was priceless! You won’t have to remember to put any of that on all week!”
“Argh! Lis, what’s your prob--lem?” He half stuttered on his last word as he turned to face his sister, clad in a green tube top that wrapped tightly around her breasts, cleavage easily visible and impossible for anyone not to notice. Her flat stomach led down to her beautiful curved ass. She possibly never had looked better.
“What…” She almost wanted him to compliment her, but didn’t want to push it just yet “don’t tell me all that cologne has drugged you into a coma? Meh, I guess you look like this half the time.” Another sly smirk as Bart’s annoyed expression returned. Now came the hard part. “So Bart um..this is gonna be weird..but..I’d really be happy if you went to the movie with me..”
“Whoa; you dressed up all nice-like just to ask if I can go with you? Wow, I thought you had friends now?”
“Argh! FINE! I don’t know why I both--”
“Kidding! Kidding! I’m not gonna turn down that offer! Even if I have to help your coolness rating at the same time. What’s a brother for, right?”
“Haw, haw” She laughed sarcastically. “..hey Bart..what did you mean ‘nice-like’…?” She smiled, seeing her brother turn a bit red.
“Ah--hey don’t read up too much on that; I know you’re short of compliments so..” Her expression turned angry again. “Ok! Ok! I meant it Lis…” He looked her in the eye. “You really look good; you‘re growing up really fast..” A hint of seduction was present in the last few words.
Her shock lasted a good few seconds. She figured her figure was developing pretty well, but to hear her own brother say it really made it clear.
“Thanks big brother! Let’s walk there together after supper then!”
“Alright, sounds like a plan.”
“By the way..you’re lookin’ pretty good yourself Bart..”
“Yeah I know, don’t have to state the obvious.”
“Hehe..just don’t let that six pack turn into Dad’s keg.”
“Not ‘til I’m 19!”
The afternoon continued, made lively at midday as Homer had registered himself and Marge in a karaoke competition in Capital City.
“I can’t sing!” Marge screeched.
“Marge!! First place is a 100 dollar gas certificate!!”
“It costs 75 dollars just to get there and back! And that’s with someone sane driving! Without paying for parking! Or food!”
“WEEELLLLL then! I’ll just have to drive FASTER! That’ll save some money! We can stop by Krusty burger on the way there and back so we‘re not late and hungry!”
“Hhhrrrmmm…kids, you’ll be on your own tonight. If we don’t crash on the way there or back your father will surely get arrested trying to rig the competition. I’ll call you and let you know what’s going on.”
“Go for it mom! Show ‘em how it’s done!” Bart didn’t know why, but he felt very lucky about this turn of events. Homer rushed his mother out the door, and the screeching of tires was heard as the movie time drew near. “Hey Lis! You wanna go early? Get a good seat?” His sister stomped downstairs.
“Sure!” She had a very alluring fragrance on her; probably some kind of expensive perfume, Bart thought.
“…you smell really nice.”
“Heh, well, I felt bad for you; your axe is spreading all the way through town, I figured I’d better try to balance it out.”
“Pff..whatever! Let’s go!”
The pair walked lively to the run-down Springfield Googolplex, and settled in for some nostalgic itchy and scratchy fun. A cascade of previews made Bart wonder if someone like his father would rise against the theatre (“Stop the madness! Start the movie!”), but finally the action began, Scratchy getting butchered in yet even more ways than anyone could have thought possible.
“HAAAAHAHAHAAA!!! Ohhh mann..it still amazes me how you turn into a normal kid when you watch these cartoons; what with all your ‘morals’.” Bart teased. Lisa leaned towards him and stuck out her tongue; almost instinctively making her brother intertwine it with his own.
As Lisa ate her popcorn, she paused from time to time to lick each of her fingers, closing her eyes as she put each one in her mouth. This was a simple habit of hers, but she was aware of Bart’s eyes on her while she did it, and she did the deed slower, more deliberately than normal. Bart, meanwhile, imagined Lisa’s fingers being coated with a different kind of substance as she polished those tender hands off, and silently thanked the darkness that prevented his semi-hard cock from being caught like a deer in the headlights.
“Hahaha!!! Oh man, that was even better than the first one; and I’m pretty sure there was 70% new footage in this one!”
“Hehe..it was definitely worth it. Thanks sooo much for coming with me..”
“And buying you the tickets.”
“Augh, yes Bart, and buying me--”
“By ordering them online at 2 A.M. before anyone could get them, using Dad‘s credit card which he still hasn‘t found out about.”
“OK OK! I GET it! You really pulled out all the stops for me this time! What do you want from me?”
Bart pictured his cock in his sister’s mouth for a couple seconds, then responded.
“Nothin, nothin! Just remember it the next time I’m in a jam, alright?”
“Haha, fineee…” They held a soft gaze, and noticed how close they were to each other. No one was around, she decided it wouldn’t hurt. Lisa draped an arm around Bart’s shoulder, swung to his front and kissed him innocently on the lips. Her suspicions became closer to being confirmed, he didn’t flinch or cry out. They actually held the kiss, let it linger…
Bart broke the kiss finally, and let his eyes wander a bit. He scanned his sister’s curves, her buxom chest…Lisa noticed, but smiled, not reprimanding him. The intensity rose just another iota.
“Well, we’d better go home; all the creeps come out bout now, c’mon.”
“Awe…I love it when you’re all big-brothery to me!”
“Puh-leeaassee..” Bart smiled however, and felt he could scan his sister with his eyes without as much guilt now.
They finally reached home, and upon entering the door, Lisa leapt into Bart’s arms again, kissing him on the cheek.
“Mmmuah! Thanks Bart; today was perfect!”
“mmm..you bet Lis!”
They hugged again, and Bart rubbed Lisa’s back just as before. They giggled nervously. He rubbed her again, a bit more vigorously. He felt her wrap her arms a bit tighter around his frame. He responded by running his hands up and down her back. She tilted her torso upwards a bit, letting her chest press into his.
“Lisa…”
“Bart..what are we doing…?” Their sexual body language failed to cease.
“I..I don’t know…but…” He looked into her passionate eyes. “..do you like it..?”
“I..I do..you know Bart..I love you…”
“I love you too..” They stopped for a second, arms wrapped around each other, securing them in a hold that neither one of them wanted to escape.
“Can we…kiss again?” That euphoric feeling of adolescent desire was flying through the siblings. Bart didn’t even answer, tilting his head and planting his lips on his sister’s. They kissed once. Twice. Longer the third time. Their mouths began to open, and brother and sister began to french each other. Lisa stopped for a breath.
“mmm…Bart..you can touch me..”
“Lis..are you sure..”
“It’s O.K. Let’s stop fighting it, I know we both want it…” She led his fingers to her chest, and he tentatively felt his sister’s curves.
“I can’t believe it…I’m touching my own sister’s tits..this is so hot…” At that moment he abandoned all attempts to try to restrict his cock’s huge expansion. It sprung up fully hardened, budging against Lisa’s waist. “Same goes for you Lis…” She slowly ran her hand up and down the tent that had erupted in Bart’s pants. He shuddered with timid pleasure.
“..Let’s go to my room..” Lisa kept her hold on her brother’s cock as she led him up the stairs. Bart’s hands went underneath Lisa’s shirt, more aggressively, getting a feel for how her breasts bounced and swayed as he played with them.
Lisa clumsily opened the door to her room, pulled Bart inside, then slammed him against the door as it went shut quickly. They made out intensely, sloppily kissing each other, groping their asses, feeling up skin.
“Mind if I take my shirt off..?” Bart was sure of the answer, as Lisa was feeling his hard abs beneath the fabric.
“Do it, please…” It was off in a heartbeat. She took the aggressor role, kissing his stomach, massaging his chest, feeling the rising heat between their bodies, her own moistness…she licked her lips as she gazed downwards. Bart nodded, and Lisa stripped off his shorts and boxers in one motion; she needed instant gratification, and got it as his cock spilled out. Saliva pooled in her mouth as she eyed his large shaft.
“Can I…touch..?”
“Y-yeah..” Her hand almost shook as she encased her big brother’s dick. Both siblings mouths were agape as they were fully conscious of what was happening. Wide eyed, they stared at each other briefly as Lisa began pumping Bart’s cock up and down.
“mm! Ngh..”
“I..I’m sorry!” A brief moment of fright.
“No Lis..don’t stop..god don’t stop..” She smiled, and kept going. It was nearly six inches long, already dripping with precum, and all hers. “ahhh..I’ve always wanted this Lis…your body, your touch..”
“I’ve noticed; I’m much more observant than you. :P” Lisa teased. Bart was actually at a loss for words. “Haha, you don’t hide it as well as you think big brother. I trace where your eyes are looking, and they’re either right at my chest or my ass.”
“Fine! I admit it; but you aren’t an angel yourself sis…”
“WHAT? Have you lost your mindd..” Lisa really didn’t help her cause; her voice stammered as her gaze was fixed on her brother‘s cock.
“Have I? Ngh…Look at what you’re..mm..doing, sis..” Her hand job was wonderful, and Lisa realized she couldn’t defend her previous comment. She decided she might as well go all the way.
“Just relax…”
“Hmm? What are--nggh!! Oh my god…aahahahhhh…” She switched her fingers with her little mouth, and began the first blowjob of her life. Surprised by the thickness of her brother’s cock, she moaned as she persevered, putting more and more of Bart’s dick into her with each pump. “Lisa..yes…suck it baby…oh fuck yeah…” Her spiky head bobbed back and forth, and she couldn’t help but feel energized by how naughty this situation was. This continued for several more minutes, until Bart felt he’d better change it up before he ruined this by cumming prematurely.
“Hey..I think you’re a bit overdressed sis…” She reacted instantly, removing her tube top, letting her tits bounce as they were granted freedom. Her brother stared at her nude chest for the first time, loving what he saw.
“Lis..you have really, really nice tits..”
“Thanks…you can do more than just look at ‘em you know…“ A blush erupted almost throughout the little blonde girl’s body. Bart embraced her again, kissing her, moving hastily down her neck as they stumbled towards Lisa’s bed. He pinned her to the mattress, and went to work moulding those perfect breasts; squeezing them, nipples right together, pinching her. Lisa gasped and cooed as her mounds moved wherever her brother’s hands wanted them to.
“Ahh…mmn..that feels…so good....oh god…” he squeezed her buds, she moaned, he savored her expression and repeated the steps required to make his sister cry out again.
Bart was becoming braver now, his lips hovered over her nipples, and there he hesitated, waiting for Lisa to break. He didn’t have to wait long. Her frantic hands grabbed his head and lowered his lips onto her hard buds, making him suck on her cute hills.
“Aahhh!! Yeeessss…!!” She never imagined such pleasure was possible. She tilted her head and through partly open eyes (half shut from pleasure overload) she saw her little body being played with, her brother’s hand stroking her ass and his moist lips coating her tits with saliva, trying to suck out her fluids. She fingered herself beneath that pair of near skin-tight jeans and panties, and added her moistness to her chest, exaggerating every action to turn her brother on even more. The pace was increasing exponentially.
“Don’t hog your own pussy Lis…let me eat you out.” Bart slid off her shorts and panties even as he said it.
“Do it, Bart…mm! eat that pussy..!! Ahh!! Mmmm!!” His lips grazed her pussy’s lips, stimulating them, before his more aggressive tongue began absorbing Lisa’s honey.
“Damn you taste good sis…I could get used to this..” They smiled simultaneously at each other before he went back to work.
“Me toooo..!! Holy shit..more..More!!” Her hips grinded her sex forward, sending his tongue further into her, the sensations become ever more intense.
“oh my god..I had no idea Lis was this naughty..she’s acting like a slut!!” Bart’s mind raced as fast as his tongue could slurp pussy juice from his sister. Tired of laying on his stomach, Bart got to his knees and pulled Lisa’s legs over his shoulders, putting her snatch within easy reaching distance for his tongue. She went limp, let him take her body, not knowing any restrictions anymore.
“BARRTT!! Holy shit…!! Fuck that pussy with your tongguee!! Yes!! YES!! I..I.AAHHH!!!” The little blonde tensed right up, paralyzed as she came. Hard. Bart lapped up the subsequent pussy juice, collapsing to the bed when he couldn’t take anymore of his sister’s honey.
“Holy shit Lis…you are so god damn dirty…”
“You haven’t seen anything yet…” She glided herself off of her brother, turned around and pinned him again. Without hesitation she engulfed his entire shaft in her mouth, and immediately went full force, deepthroating Bart’s cock , her head bobbing up and down.
“Damnn…Lisa…that’s so good..don’t hold back..use your tongue if you want..” She did, and it felt wonderful. She fingered herself a few times, released his cock, and coated it with the juice on her fingers before resuming, and this pressure was becoming too great for a horny 15 year old boy to resist.
“Oh fuck..!! Yess…!! ah..I’m gonna cum..where the hell am I..” She let his cock free, spit and precum flying, and jacked him off with her thin fingers.
“Cum on me Bart…do it.. It’ll wash off easy..”
“Lisa..!!”
“I want you to!! Give it to me!! Blow your load all over my fucking tits!!!”
“LIS!!” An absolute blast of sperm shot itself from the tip of his cock. The pleasure spasms threw his aim off slightly, jerking upwards, more of it landing on Lisa’s face than her tits, but the build up was so intense, her angelic face couldn’t hold all of that cum itself as she yelled in surprise, and the remaining sperm pools dripped from her cheeks, lips and chin, down to those arousing nipples. Lisa made an amateur mistake of trying to swallow every drop as it fell into her mouth. She gagged slightly, sending some beads of cum up from her tongue as she struggled to get her breath back.
“Lis…are you OK?” It took Bart a while, but he finally returned to the caring brother mode. He smiled as he kneeled beside his sister. She grabbed his cock and hurriedly slurped up the cum that coated it.
“Don’t drop your cum on my carpet...hehe.. yeah, I’m OK..fuck..mm....you taste good Bart…" She lapped her lips, coated with a gloss of Bart's load. "I just wasn’t ready for that huge load..but I will be next time.”
“Heh…I look forward to it little sister…”
“Oh god..me too…hey, I cleaned you up..could you do me?” She stuck her tits in the air, easily covered with the most layers of sex fluids.
"Damn..you are such a dirty girl, Lis.."
"C'mon, I know you wanna suck your sister's tits..." Simply incredible.
Bart happily complied, returning his mouth to those teenage breasts, slurping up cum and pussy juice, while Lisa cleaned her face herself, taking her time to dip her fingers into those salty streams before polishing them with her tongue, swallowing it.
They melted into the blankets, exhaustion finally starting to take over their horny adolescent bodies. Bart gently held his sister close to him, their nipples grazing each other as she shifted to get more comfortable. The smell of sex, of incest, permeated the air. The fact that it managed to overcome two expensive, overly applied body scents was an indication of how much sex play had occurred. Bart took a deep breath.
“Can you believe what we just did, Lis..?” His beautiful sister looked worried.
“You mean, we shouldn’t have..??”
“No, no, I feel fuckin wonderful…“ he stroked her soft spikes. “No regrets?” Lisa scanned her brother’s body with her delicate, slightly sticky, fingers. She smiled warmly.
“..None whatsoever..J”
“Can we do this again..?”
“I’d love to Bart..it feels so right…”
The phone rang right beside Lisa’s bed, almost giving each Simpson sibling a heart attack. Letting it ring a few times to calm himself, Bart finally answered.
“Hello..? Oh, hi mom.” They were instantly relieved. “Oh you won hey? How’d you manage that…Dad bribed the judges? So how much money did you end up losing on this adventure…Oohh..ouch. Why am I home on a Friday night? Well…” He looked at his cum-stained sister. “I just decided to spend a quiet night with Lisa. Yeah, she’s in bed already, she seems pretty tired. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her. Yup, bye mom.”
“Hehehe…’a quiet night’ eh…I’m gonna have to moan louder for you next time.”
“Meh, half-truth isn’t bad; you’re definitely tired..”
“Sex tends to do that to people..if it’s good sex.”
“Damn straight.” Despite the forbidden acts of incest and rebellion, the two ended the night with an innocent kiss, and almost let sleep overtake them, until they remembered the urgency of their situation, and regretfully cleaned themselves, returning to the protection of their own rooms, knowing that they would both have much funner outlets of sexual release in the future.

-Solitary Specialist
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