Within The Family – Part 1

Hello ISS Readers. This is David Jones aka David Rajan, and this is my story. I hope you enjoy it. This is the story of how it all began. This is about my first sexual experience which also turned out to be my first incest experience.

Let me tell you a little about me and my family. This may bore you a little but it is vital to the story. I was born to two environmental scientists living and working in Galway, Ireland. Actually, my dad was an Indian who fell in love with a British girl(my mom) while studying in Ireland. They then married and had two kids, my sister, Diana, and me. My sister is 2 years older than me.

When I was just two years old, my parents died in a car crash while returning from a wedding in Dublin. Both my sister and I escaped with just minor injuries.

Since we didn’t have any close Indian relatives as my dad’s family did not want to accept a white girl into their household, my parents had stated in their will that we be given to my mom’s sister, Linda, who was living in Liverpool, England, with her husband, Jim.

Since they didn’t have kids of their own, they welcomed us and took care of us as their own kids. They even insisted that we call them mom and dad, so we wouldn’t feel weird about our adoption and also so we would get over our parents’ death faster. We were renamed David and Diana Jones, making us a part of the Jones’ family.

Alright, now, if you must know where this is going, this is the starting point of the sexual adventure.

Now, the way of the Jones was slightly different from the Indian way of upbringing, which is how I would have been brought up had my parents not died.

The Jones way of living was to show as much skin as possible in the short summer season we had. So, I was quite used to skin, as I saw it often on my mom and sister from a young age. I will be referring to my aunt as mom from now. My mom was a fitness freak. My uncle was a businessman who earned a lot but traveled a lot. So he built a mansion with all facilities for us.

My aunt used to exercise everyday in her sports bra and tiny shorts. We had a tennis court in which my mom and sister used to play in short skirts. We had a swimming pool, so I often saw both my mom and sister in bikinis. Also, my mom used to bathe me and my sister at the same time, so I saw her completely nude almost everyday when we were young.

Then suddenly it stopped. The skin show continued, but mom started to bathe me alone and my sister had baths on her own. This was during the first year of her junior cycle, which is equal to seventh standard in Indian terms. This confused me, but I didn’t ask.

Around a year and a half later, I was introduced to the world of pornography. It started with my friend’s brother’s deck of cards which had photos of nude girls behind it. This went on to magazines and comics and finally ended in videos. I was addicted to porn and masturbation(which I incidentally discovered while watching porn).

Watching all this made me look at my mom and sister differently. I started finding things that I thought were normal till then sexually arousing now. I started staring at my mom’s body whenever she was in her sports bra or bikini. I stared at my mom’s and sister’s body whenever they wore a low cut blouse or a short skirt.

At first I thought it was wrong and cursed myself for feeling this way. By then, my mom decided to move to India as most of my dad’s work was in India, and moving to India meant we would see dad more often than in the UK. We moved to the peaceful South Indian city of Coimbatore, away from Bangalore, where most of my biological dad’s relatives lived. There, in school, when I joined, my new Indian friends introduced me to ISS. As I started reading ISS, I slowly moved to the Incest section. Then, I realised that there were a lot of people like me who fantasized about their moms and aunts and sisters.

This re-ignited my lust for my mom and sister, especially my sister, as I had seen her nude before and wanted to see her again. Thankfully, moving to India didn’t change my mom’s and sister’s dressing. In fact, as India was hotter, lesser and more revealing clothes were worn most of the time. This excited me but I was getting tired of just looking and masturbating. I wanted to do something.

One hot summer day, my mom had gone out with her friends for lunch and shopping. My sister and I decided to go to the pool for a swim. I went in and my sister joined after me. My sister had kind of distanced herself from me ever since puberty. We didn’t have the kiddish wrestling and hugging and rolling after her boobs grew. But that day, we were both in a really playful mood.

She started pulling my leg and I pulled hers in return. This went on and we started wrestling in the water. In the process of wrestling she hit me in the chest. Without thinking I retaliated by whacking her boobs. I immediately realised what I had done and apologised. She said, “It’s ok.” But she stopped after that and went and sat on the pool stairs. But what I had done felt amazing for me. Her boobs felt so soft in my hands. I wanted to do that again. I thought that I had to do something that day. So, I slowly went and sat next to her. Then hesitantly I started the conversation that changed my life:

Me: Hey! Did it hurt?(Playing the innocent card)

Diana: No! I’m fine!

Me: Can I ask you something?

Diana: Sure.

Me: Promise that you’ll keep this a secret.

Diana: Sure! What did you do now?

Me: No…. It’s nothing of that sort… It’s just I wanted to ask you…..

Diana: Ask me what?!

Me: Why did we suddenly stop bathing together?(Still playing innocent)

Diana: Things changed….

Me: What changed?

Diana: Mm… I dunno how I should tell this to you….

Me: Just tell me. I can catch up.

Diana: Well…. I became a woman…. Once you do that you grow stuff and you can’t have baths with guys…

Me: What stuff?

Diana: Well…. You know…. The part you just hit….

Me: Your chest?

Diana: No dummy! For women it is called breast…. or boobs…

Me: BOOBS??!!!

Diana: Don’t scream!!!

Me: Sorry… (Long pause)…. Can I see them? (I have no idea where I got the courage)

Diana: What??!! Noooo!!!!

Me: But I just wanna know what it looks like… And plus I have seen you entirely naked before you became ‘a woman’…..

Diana: No!!!!! Get lost!!

So I left, upset and sad and a little scared, hoping and praying that she doesn’t tell mom.

After 10 minutes Diana called me from the pool.

I went there running, held her by the waist and said, “Please don’t mom… I’ll do anything… Anything!!!”

She immediately pushed me into the pool, laughed and said, “I promised I won’t tell, dummy!!”

I was so relieved! Then after a short silence, she said those magic words.

Diana: So…. I was thinking…. How about this proposal?

Me: What? What? What?

Diana: I’ll show you my um… boobs, if you show me your penis.

I was in seventh heaven right then. My sister, the girl I fantasized about, was going to strip for me. My penis was hard at just the proposal.

She looked at it and laughed. She, then walked towards me, saying, “You first.” She came near me, put her arms around my waist and locked lips with me, while slowly putting her hand into my shorts and playing with my penis. From this move I guessed this wasn’t her first time.

Then she slowly lowered my shorts, and pulled it down fully. I was completely nude in the backyard of my house near the pool in front of my sister. Thankfully, our house was in the outskirts, and there was no building nearby for a mile, and the maid and cook were taking their afternoon nap in their room. She then said, “Let’s take this nice and slow, and enjoy the moment.”

Saying that, she made me sit on the pool wall. She got into the pool, stood in front of me, and starting stroking my penis. It felt so heavenly. She did it so perfectly, slowly at first, and gradually increasing speed. She then started licking my penis and balls from top to bottom and then took it her mouth and gave me my first blowjob. It was so heavenly and amazing. I am not ashamed to say I came in less than 2 minutes. She felt my muscles contracting and let it out of her mouth and stroked with her hand till I came. After that, I just sat there for a minute.

Then I remembered the reason this all started. I then got into the pool and held that 31-23-33 size body in my hands, quite decent for her size(She was young then. She eventually became way hotter).

I turned her and removed the bikini strap on her back. She immediately lifted her bikini top off. From behind, I put my hands over her boobs. They felt so heavenly. They were so fair(what do you expect, she had a British biological mom) and had pink sharp nipples. I started rubbing and massaging them from behind. My penis was aroused again and started poking her ass. I slowly moved one hand down her stomach and navel to her pussy region.

With one hand I rubbed her boobs, and the second I entered into her bikini bottom. Using the knowledge I had gain from hours and hours of porn, I rubbed her pussy with my fingers. I slowly rubbed them over her pussy lips and then slowly rubbed on the insides. This slowly increased in vigor and she started moaning. She was enjoying it. As I played with more vigor, she moaned louder and louder. Finally, after a heavenly 10 minutes, I made her cum. She squirted into the pool.

After that I made her side on the pool wall. I finally saw her boobs. I started playing with them again and sucking and licking them while rubbing her thighs near her pussy area to arouse her. I played with her for around 10 minutes. Then I removed her bikini bottom. Her pussy was so welcoming. I was about to penetrate my hot sister, when she said, “Wait.”

She then got up and went and lay down on a reclining chair. She then started rubbing herself till she was wet enough. Then she called me and said, “Now, do it.”

I was so excited. I went and lay on her. I rubbed my penis over her pussy lips. She held my penis to guide it in. She was just about to push it in when….

The pool phone rang. I had to answer it. I ran to it, cursing the person on the other side for such bad timing. It was my mom on the other end. “I’ll be home in 20 minutes, honey,” She said. “Be ready. Dad’s coming. We’re going out.” The second she cut the call, we ran to clean everything. We just made it in time.

That’s the end of part I, people. I know most of you are gonna hate me for ending it like this. But this is how the story of my life is going to be. She please be patient. This is not only for your sexual satisfaction, but it is a series. So, if you are not patient enough kindly don’t read this. Your valuable feedback and comments are welcome.

P.S. The above story and all following stories are fake.

Within The Family – Part 1