1. Sharing My Room with My s****r, Part 3 of 3


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034It's just, how long can we do this?&#034 Her voice was a frantic whisper. &#034We can't keep this up forever, always pretending to everyone else. We'd never be able to lead a normal life.&#034 &#034Oh,&#034 was all I managed. So that's why she was upset. &#034We're supposed to graduate, move out of here, go to college, get jobs, have families. How can I do any of that if I just want to be with you? Our whole lives would be a sham. We'll have to stop sometime. And being so close to you has been just so... amazing... that I know the longer we keep going, the harder it will be to ever stop.&#034 I didn't respond, didn't know how to. I didn't want to stop, but I knew somewhere deep down that she was right. Being with as close with Abby as I was now, not just sexually but emotionally, had become so important to me, I knew that I'd never want to give it up. But how could we live normal lives apart from each other, always hiding our true selves from everyone? We both sat up on the bed next to each other. I think Abby knew what I was feeling. She hugged me again, and we held each other tightly. &#034Tomorrow I'm going back to my own room. This may be time to let this go. Let it be just a weird thing that happened during that weird time I shared your room, and maybe we can both get over it.&#034 I wanted to disagree, but had no arguments. I knew she was right. We simply held each other, saying nothing, and savoring what may be our last moments together the way we were. It ...
    had been nearly thirty minutes since I started my shower, much longer than my usual. I somehow managed to pull myself from her and went into the bathroom. I stopped at the door and looked back at her pale skin in the dim light that came from the bathroom. Her breasts were still covered in her thin camisole, her nipples erect. Her legs were closed but even in the dim light her red pubic hair seemed to blaze. She looked sadder than I'd ever seen her. I f***ed the images from my head and closed the door behind me. I slept poorly that night on the couch, thinking about her constantly. How hard it would be to see her every day, pretend I didn't feel the way I knew I would. Every time I saw her in pajamas, every time she sat by the side of the couch, every time she would look at me with sadness in her eyes, and I'd know she remembered it, too... it would be hell. I didn't want to think about finding another girlfriend. Let alone imagine her dating someone else, even someday getting married� Somehow I managed to fall asl**p. They let me sl**p in until about ten before waking me to help with Abby's room. We pulled the furniture in from the garage and brought her stuff out of my room. Trying to act normal while moving Abby back was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. We had all the main things set up by evening. I went alone to pick up Izzy to bring her over for dinner with us. &#034So, you get Abby's room set up again?&#034 Izzy asked after getting in my car. &#034Yeah.&#034 ...
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