The two most common questions readers email me about "A Summer of Incest" are:
Is the story true? Would you get your brother to tell his side of the story?
I talked to my brother. He read my story and I have gotten him to write his side of the story. I think he has embellished the truth a little. I still think it was more of a unplanned situation that got out of hand and that what I wrote is what really happened. He used a lot of words I wouldn't have used but I haven't changed anything he wrote. Here is what he wrote. C. J.
Let me start by telling you that what my sister said is true. She left out a lot of details that she was, and still is, too naïve to really understand about men and particularly teenage boys. She is a smart lady but has the "dumb-blond" syndrome when it comes to common sense and men. I think you will understand the story a little better after I tell you what happened.
Its been ten years since Dad had a new pool built in our backyard. He liked to take an early swim when we were on vacations and I think he had gotten to a point in his life that he wanted to have a little luxury at home and he could afford it.
C. J. is a little modest in her writing but she won the "Miss Teenage Houston" contest when she was 17. She got her build and good looks from my mom who still gets comments from guys today. C. J. is a knockout. She was the head Cheerleader and the girl at school that everyone wanted to date. I would overhear guys at school talking about her cute tits or about her perfect ass. I don't think she ever dated a guy more than twice and she was one of those girls that were "saving themselves" for marriage.
She announced at the dinner table one evening that she was going to work on her tan now that we had a pool. When I got home from school, she was always out there sunbathing. She had these bikinis that looked like her tits were going to slip out at any second. Her tits bounced as she walked.
My sister had already begun getting a tan when one day I came home and looked out the window and there she was with her snow-white tities exposed. I sat down next to the window and watched. Her tits weren't as big as they are now but all of the brown area of her nipples stuck out and above the rest of her boobs. They are about the size of a fifty-cent piece. Her nipples don't stick out like that now but her tits are bigger than they were then. Believe me, she had fine tits then and still does. Anyway, I saw her look at her watch and put her top back on. It was then I realized I needed to try to get home earlier every day so I could see her sunning her boobs.
After that, I would get home and sneak into the house and look out the window. After about 3 days of no luck, there she was with her tits out again. On some afternoons, I would jerk-off while watching her showing off her tits. I loved to see her move or just turn over. I started wanting more. I would go to her bedroom and look for the panties she had worn that day. I did different things from day to day. I sniffed them, I tasted them, I rubbed my dick with them, and I would wear them while jerking-off and watching her through the window. She would lie there and read. Sometimes she would scratch a nipple as if it had something bothering it. After I would shoot my load into her panties, I would put my swimsuit on and go out and join her by the pool. I wanted her to believe I had just gotten home and changed.
One day I got home and wasn't thinking and just walked out the back door. Her tits were in plain view. I figured I had screwed the whole deal up. I pretended that I didn't see her and jumped in the pool. The next time I looked toward her, she had her top back on. The next day, I got home really early and there she was again. Thank goodness, she was still showing her tits and I hadn't fucked it all up.
A few days later, I couldn't keep my mouth shut and told her that we were more than brother and sister and that I wouldn't look at me if she wanted to go topless. Girls like to hear that kind of shit. I think she just laughed at me and gave me sort of a "nice try idiot" look.
Things were still going well. I would get home and jerk-off while watching her. I found her bra and panties one day put her bra on too. She was wearing a 34c. The last time I wore one of her bras, she was a "b". I couldn't ever hook them in the back but it made me horny wearing them just the same.
I was shocked one day when she asked me to unhook her top so she could get a little sun on her back. I had no trouble undoing her with one hand. She laid face down but she didn't have any tan line from the bra. She started letting me unhook her every day and I would get a glimpse of her tits while sitting behind her. My dick would get so hard I wanted it to just explode. She would rise up from the lounge chair and those tits hung so low and her nipples would be touching the cushion.
I don't know if she forgot I was there or what but one day she just turned over and there she was in front of me lying with her tits up. After a while, she put her top on and went inside. We never said a word to each other about that. On the days that followed, she started letting me undo her top while she was sitting on the edge of the recliner. She just let me see her. I loved it. I wanted to jerk-off in front of her but I knew she would go nuts. I think that's when I started working on my plan. I had no idea how I was going to do it, but I wanted to screw her.
She would lay on the recliner with her butt up and would squeeze as much of her bikini bottom into her crack so she could tan her butt. One day, she just pulled her bottom down and exposed that white ass. Some days I couldn't see anything but sometimes I would look at her ass and I could see a pile of blonde hair between her legs. We started cooling off in the pool. She was ok being topless with me and I loved looking at them.
If it was ok for her to do that, I figured it was time for me to sunbathe nude when I was next to her. She was laying face down with her ass showing and I took my suit off. My dick was so hard just waiting for her to look over at it. She never looked. She just got up in went inside.
The routine had evolved and everyday the same things would happen in the same order. My dick almost hurt it would get so hard. I would unhook her top and I would take my suit off and we would lay in the sun. One day she did look at my dick. Her mouth was wide open as if she was shocked or something. I know she knew I was naked everyday. I just told her that it was ok for her to look and she smiled at me.
We would get in the pool and I would massage her shoulders. It's not right for a guy to have a continuous hard-on all afternoon. The first time she took her bottom off in the pool, I thought maybe she was interested. However, she would put it back on before we would get out of the pool. She had about three times more pubic hair than I did; it was long and thick blonde hair. You couldn't see anything because she had so much hair. Trust me, I wanted to see her pussy.
When I massaged her shoulders, it was a chance for me to rub my dick on her ass. I would try to stick it between her legs but that's not easy in a pool and still make it seem like it was an accident. I had my hands around her waist when I finally got the nerve to just reach up and feel her tits. I kissed her ears and cheeks. I loved the feel of those boobs. I think I finally got to her a little and I think she was getting a little turned on too.
Our daily activities now included us kissing and me feeling her tits. It was at that stage of our relationship that she just grabbed my dick behind her. She tried to pull it down or something and I had to tell her it didn't just bend in any direction. She told me to place it between her legs and believe me, she didn't have to tell me twice. I touched her pussy with it and she jumped away from me and went into the house. What did she expect? I thought she wanted it. I don't know how many times I jerked-off after that thinking about that brief second when I felt my dick touched her pussy.
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