#kinamory

Nobody has made me feel safer or more respected than the filthy perverted freaks I was warned about.

Late night drinking with your sister, and you shift from the catching up and inside jokes to serious talk as you both get tipsy. You get a bit closer and ask if she's seeing anyone lately, she says no, nobody ever loves her how she wants. You feel your heart break, and you hold her close, you say "they dont deserve someone as lovely as you, none of them", and feel her sob a bit about how lonely she is. You kiss her on her forehead and pat her head sympathetically, saying you know. She's so warm, you hold her maybe a moment too long, but when you finally separate, you pause and look into eachothers eyes. Her breathing is heavy, her eyes are sparkling, and before you can think she kisses you on the lips. You're stunned, wondering if that really just happened, when she says "Sorry, I've...had too much to drink," and your heart droops, but you hear yourself say "It's okay, I...I want it too," against all your better judgment. Both of you freeze. She wants to say "but we can't...", but she doesn't. Suddenly she's on you, making out with you, and both of you know the line has been crossed, the taboo has been broken. It can't be fixed again, and neither of you think it should be.

btw "incest" is a social construct too but I dont reckon yall are ready for that convo

[some people] will claim to "support all consensual love", then look at you like you murdered someone in front of them when you ask "even same-blood love?"

I always used to kiss my sister goodnight as a kid, and I guess we never really stopped. it felt weirder and weirder as I got older but eventually in my teen years I started to like it more and more. one day she pulled away and saw me blushing. she blushed too. we didnt talk about it, but the next day our kiss lasted a little longer. sis told mom she should move her bed back into my room and turn her bedroom into an office so we could do schoolwork at home. she pushed her bed next to mine, but its not like she ever slept in it. sis and I grew closer until one night we were kissing and she slipped her tongue in my mouth. I pulled away to see her shaking and blushing. I dived back into the kiss, telling myself it wasnt weird, we'd done this for years. she fell asleep after and I stayed up all night thinking about how I wanted to kiss her again. when the morning came and I felt her morning glory throb against my inner thigh I told her that I wanted to kiss her more often. she dragged me into her embrace and ran her fingers through the back of my hair, and when our bulges touched it only felt natural to rub back and forth. I saw a wet spot form on her panties, and heard a tiny whimper come out of my big sis. the world seemed to come into high definition as I realised that me and my sister were more than family..