The next morning, I woke up confused. I sat up, not sure where I was. I turned over and saw Samantha sleeping beside me, her pretty face facing me.

I had fucked my sister last night... albeit in the mouth and ass.

We went to bed together.

Holy fuck.

I replayed last night in my head.

As I did, my cock, which was already hard with its morning wood (well it was five minutes after twelve, so technically it was afternoon wood) started begging for attention. Often, I would shoot a load before getting out of bed or deposit a load in the shower, but now I had my own...