Incest Thread- Kissing Your Sister (Limestone) by Anonymous

>You wake up with a start.
>Your heart is beating fast enough to bruise some ribs, and your body is absolutely covered in cold sweat.
>Your stomach hurts, you're breathing hard, and your clothes are wet enough that if you didn't know it was sweat, you'd be worried that you wet your bed.
>In short, you feel like shit inside and outside.
>What happened last night?
>God, you can barely remember it.
>You remember your sisters phoning you up.
>You remember very distinctly that all four of them were there, which was always hard to accomplish.
>Pinkie lives three states over; Maud is usually pre-occupied with her job half-way across the country; and Limestone and Marble are always busy on the old Quarry.
>You have no idea how you all managed to free up a couple of weeks away from work and obligations to hang out at your apartment; all you know is that it took literally MONTHS of planning to organize this get-together.
>Right, going back to what happened...
>Limestone and Marble showed up first, early as always; you have to get up bright and early whether you work on an apple farm or a rock farm.
>Next was Maud, who arrived without fanfare and carrying a case of her studies that she wanted to share with you; you didn't understand half of it, but you could tell from the subtle way she blinked a bit faster that was really excited to talk about her discoveries.
>Finally was Pinkie, who took an early train and actually got here first; of course she didn't get here til nearly noon - she wanted to see what the city had to offer.

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flashback
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>DONG DING
>Who where?
>You stumble out of bed, frantically groping around with your feet to find your slippers.
>You find one (right where you left it) and the other right around your bedroom door (right where you kicked it).
>You're still half-asleep as you stomp out of your bedroom and towards the front door, and the blurry sleep-crusties are still stuck in your eyes as you accidentally punch the doorknob a couple of times before you remember how fingers work and grab it.
>You throw open the door and squint at whoever's bothering you this early in the morning.
"Whuh - who's - what're you - why?!"
>Two people push past you, and some asshole giggles at you.
>Who are these people?!
>"Nice look, Anon."
>.....Oh.
>Oh!
>Whoops.
>Your sisters are supposed to be coming in today, aren't they?
"M-morning, Limestone," you yawn, "Marble."
>>"G-good morning, brother."
>Oh, Marble.
>Of all of your sisters, Marble is the one who picked up most of Dad's weird way of speaking.
>Who calls their brother, "brother', anyway?
>"Could you put some clothes on already? I didn't wake up at 3:30 this morning just to watch my big brother walk around in his t-tight underwear."
>That's about when your brain finally chugged to life and it occurred to you that you sleep in your boxers.
"Shi-oot, sorry!" you scramble to cover your groin with your hands, unsure if you changed out of the underwear with the hole in the front, "I'll be right ba-"
>"Oi, c'mere first."
>Soft, strong arms wrap around your neck and pull you into a hug.
>The distinct and distantly familiar smell of "Limestone" fills your nose.
>You'd return the hug if your sister's body wasn't keeping your hands stuck in their protective position over your penis-place.
>"More importantly," she whispers in your ear, squeezing you tight, "I didn't wake up at 3:30 this morning to let you walk away without giving me a hug."
>Wow, Limestone's affectionate this morning.
>Today promises to be a good one.
>.....
>...did she just sniff you?
>You return from the bathroom after a quick shower, wearing fresh-ish clothes; just a simple jeans-shirt combo.
>You step out of the humid bathroom and are immediately hit with the smell of coffee brewing.
>The coffee maker clicks and hisses loudly, but the noise doesn't drown out your sister's conversation.
>"-n't believe he stayed in shape."
>>"It's truly vexing. He's been gone for so long."
>Aww. You missed them too.
>"Well, I'm certainly not complaining. I got a good whiff of his neck during that hug, and guess what?"
>>"What?"
>"He smells just as good as he used to."
>Wait, what?
>What the hell does THAT mean?
>....ha! Ha ha!
>B-boy your sisters sure are weird.
>The... the isolation of the farm sure has...
>Jesus.
>Okay, you're going to pretend that didn't happen and that they didn't talk about how good you smell.
>Because that shit's weird.

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hours later
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>Pinkie, being Pinkie, broke out the alcohol shortly after dinner.
>Maud almost never drinks, and Pinkie actually went easy on the sauce for once.
>Both of them retired to their beds/couches hours ago.
>This left Limestone and Marble, the hard-working country folk who have to wake up too early in the morning to afford being able to drink, and who have the alcohol tolerance of babies.
>Limestone leans into you and uses you as support as she pokes you in the chest with a finger.
>"N-no! Y'don't un'nerstand, Anon. You don' get to jus' leave the qua-farm withou' saying goodbye first."
>Limestone whips her head around, looking to Marble for support; the girl's fast asleep on her little couch, leaning up against the wall.
>"Dangit."
>Limestone turns around again and grabs you by the shoulders.
>"THIS is how you say 'goodbye' to someone you love."
>And the next thing you know, you're kissing Limestone on the lips.
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end flashback
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>Jesus, what happened after that?
>Y-you mean, kissing your sister isn't THAT bad a thing to do, is it?
>You could think of worse.
>R-right?
>Okay: think, Anon; think.
>What happ-
>The sound of sheets rustling breaks you out of your thoughts and sends terror screaming down your spine.
>You're dead.
>You're literally did; Limestone will kill you, take your body back to the Farm, and bury you deep in one of the mine shafts where nobody will ever EVER find you ever again.
>Two soft, strong arms wrap around you from behind and hook their fingers.
>Your bed shifts and you feel the warm pressure of bare skin being pressed against your equally bare back.
>"Good morning, Anon~" coos the voice of Limestone.
>You feel (and hear) a gentle kiss being pressed into the back of your neck.
>"Sleep well, love?"
>.....you know what?
>Maybe kissing your sister wasn't as bad a thing as you thought it was..