How I Made My Sister My Wife – Part 1

Siya and I are siblings. We used to live together in the same house (our parent’s house) until she had to move to London for higher studies. We were in an incestuous relationship, and today I will be telling you how it first began.

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We were brought up in Delhi, and our parents were very open-minded. My sister was allowed to wear whatever she felt comfortable in. Her choice was usually shorts and t-shirts. Growing up, we were always close to each other and were very good friends.

Our house had three bedrooms; one for me, one for my sister and one for our parents. I had seen my sister naked sometimes when I walked into her room without knocking. She never seemed to mind. She would casually change her t-shirts in front of me.

Gradually, I went through puberty and started to develop some changes in the next few years. That’s when I also started to notice some features of my sister: a juicy ass, flattering breasts, a beautiful smile, and silky smooth hairs.

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When I got into 12th grade, I got a bit busy with life, mostly because of school. As I said above, we were good friends, so this left a bit of a mark on Siya. We didn’t get together that much now; even though we lived in the same house, I rarely left my house.

When the summer holidays came, I thought that I would now be able to spend more time with my sister. And I did, for the most part. But I still had holiday homework to care of.

My Geography’s holiday homework was to make a powerpoint presentation on “Global Warming”. I didn’t have a laptop or a computer on those days, so I needed Siya’s laptop.

I headed towards my sister’s room to ask her for her laptop. I opened her door without knocking like I naturally do. I was greeted by a shocking yet wonderful sight; it was my sister in her t-shirt and panties, panties pulled to the side, and hand on her crotch. It was truly amazing.

I stood there only to came back to my senses only after hearing Siya scream, “Get the fuck out!”. I quickly hurried out of there and sprinted towards my room.

I didn’t know what to do when I reached my room. Should I go back and apologize? I was too embarrassed to do that. Just after a few minutes, I heard footsteps outside my room. My sister was coming. I thought of hiding but it was too late. She was already in the room by then.

“Can you learn to fucking knock?” said my sister, looking both frustrated and angry. I was able to see her cunt as her panties were still wet. She didn’t seem to notice that I could see it.

“I am sorry. I didn’t know you would be doing *that*.”

“Well, what the fuck do you want?”

“I just wanted your laptop to make a PPT. Sorry for that.”

“It’s alright, just don’t tell mom and dad about this, got it?” she replied in a calm mood now.

“Yeah, sure,” I said with a sense of satisfaction.

My sister came back to my room after a few minutes with her laptop in her hands. She handed it over to me and then left my room without saying a word. I again felt embarrassed. I had seen my sister naked before and didn’t really feel that way before but watching her masturbating was different.

To take care of that bulge in my pants, I decided the best way would be to watch some porn and jerk off. I booted her laptop, opened Chrome browser and then headed straight to PornHub.

The videos didn’t help much as the picture of my sister masturbating was still in my mind. I just closed the site and then jerked off to that picture. God, did it feel nice?

After that, I started working on the powerpoint presentation. It took me around 2 hours to make the presentation. When I was finished, I headed back to her room to hand her the laptop. I didn’t forget to knock this time.

“Come in”, I heard Siya say from inside the room.

When I entered her room, I saw that she was still in the panties. I could feel the twitching in my pants again.

“Here’s your laptop, thanks,” I said while handing her the laptop.

“Need anything else?”, she asked.

“No, thanks for asking,” I replied.

I left the room and headed to the living room to watch some TV. I couldn’t focus on the TV because of Siya. I had no choice but to jerk off again. This time, I imagined my sister fulfilling my fantasies – from her twerking in front of me to lying on the bed masturbating with a vibrator. I finished quickly, spilling some of my cum on the couch.

Hours passed by quickly and our parents came home. We all were in the dining room a few hours later. Mom and dad didn’t eat too much for some reason and left early. They told Siya to take the dishes to the sink.

We didn’t talk much while having dinner. After we finished eating, Siya took the dishes to the sink as Mom had told her to do. When she was done, she headed back to her room. Before she left, she said one thing to me:

“You should really learn how to clean the search history after you are done”, she said while leaving. In an instant, I realized I was too reckless and forgot to switch to incognito when I watched porn on her laptop.

I thought of going to her room to talk about she had just said, but later gave up on the idea. She clearly didn’t tell mom and dad about this and said that in a calm manner. Maybe she understood I had needs too. Whatever it was, I was clearly lucky.

At night, I couldn’t stop thinking about what my sister had said. Did that mean my sister was okay with me watching porn? Or was it more a “it’s okay, but you should stop now” thing? I had to wait until the next day to find out.