We were both quieter, nerdy types growing up, happier to hang out reading in our rooms than much else. Unlike many siblings that fought a lot, we just seemed easily compatible, even if we kept to ourselves.

That's why, when my college housemate moved out, it was easy to offer the space to you. We were just... compatible.

Fast forward a few months, one day you head downstairs to pick up a package - a book you ordered. Glancing at the name on the box, you hurry it back to your room. It's a lewd comic collection from one of your favourite authors, packed with short stories and gorgeous art, apparently, that was causing quite a stir in your online communities.

You're about to get settled in and crack the spine on it when you hear a knock on your door. "Hey - it's me" I say, a note of nervousness in my voice. "Did, uh, you grab a package for me from the front door?" I ask. I open the door as you glance at the wrapping - indeed, my first name was on the box. I'm holding an identical box, also opened just a bit. We bought the same book. We awkardly swap and wordlessly understand we weren't to speak of this again.

The awkward events didn't do enough to spoil my curiousity though, and that night I open and read the first story. God, a sibling romance?? The brother was training to be a masseuse and asked his sister to help him practice. The artwork was gorgeous. Each depression of his hands on her skin was shaded beautifully, each little crease and line of his knuckles detailed. The scene built in tension, his shorts revealing a vulnerable front flap, her shorts a little too loose at the legs, offering glimpses of her slit. His cock, heavy and swollen, fell out of his shorts right as he leaned forward to reach her neck, and in perfect porn-logic, slid home in the gap in her shorts. They froze in shock, but as he tried to pull away, she gasped "wait!". Another frozen moment, and he begins rolling his hips into her. They fuck, juices dripping down her clit and ruining the shorts. His mouth on her shoulders. He starts to tense. She looks up at him, getting out a strained "I'm not on the pill..!" before burying her face in the pillow. He starts to try and pull away, but her heels kick up and force his ass to crash back down, bottoming out. A lovely x-ray shot of load after load filling her womb leads into a lovely afterglow, before they shakily agree to keep 'practicing' tomorrow.

The next day, you hear another knock on your door. It's late, our housemates gaming loudly downstairs. "Hey, it's me". I enter, wearing a black tee shirt and a comfortable pair of white shorts with a front flap. "I've got a bit of a favour to ask you." I say. "I've been trying to get into massage therapy a bit lately, and was wondering..."

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Okay thanks for reading all that! this is a template of a prompt where a brother and sister fool around and read erotic stories together. I picture us maybe chatting about what you thought of the first short story while my hands are on your back, texting about it, and the roleplay could proceed with some of the story being us co-writing the short stories depicted in the book, then in turn roleplaying a scene between our characters where we tease and explore each other's bodies and newfound lust.

Happy to talk this out more in the DMs! chats or PMs are fine, 18 .