1. Not my sister


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Incest, Male/Female, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    and see my parents, who so far had never tired of wanting to spend time with me. My calculation changed a little when Jas announced that she was going to attend the same college as me and then in what was probably an act of over parenting on my parents' part, they arranged for Jas and I to share an on campus apartment. We could do that because by that time we had gotten all the paperwork set right to show my parents as my parents so I could prove that I was legally Jasmine's sibling. Once we were alone in the apartment, acting like siblings was the farthest thing from our minds. Jas was 5'11” and very athletically built. Her birthday making her legal age to fuck anyone she wanted was only weeks away. The very first night that we were in the apartment together alone we made out until some indecent hour in the morning and then fell asleep in each others arms. Day after day, not only was Jasmine getting sexier and sexier, but we were inching closer and closer to something happening that would cross a line that we couldn't undo. In mid October Jasmine had her 18th birthday. Our parents came up to celebrate with us. They took us to a very nice place for dinner and we went through the ritual of giving her presents. We had class the next day so we didn't stay out too late but we made plans to spend a long weekend at home in a couple of weeks. It was after our parents had left us alone again in the apartment that things began to move again, and more quickly than I had thought ...
    possible. “Do you think I'm pretty?” she asked as she sat on the sofa next to me in just a pair of panties and a tee shirt. That was an odd question for her. “Of course you're pretty.” “So you don't think I look like a tomboy or anything?” “What? You are the exact opposite of a tomboy.” “So if I was a dyke, I wouldn't be the butch one.” “Huh? What are you talking about?” “I think I like girls.” she said. “Oh.” I really didn't know how to respond. “Unexpected this is.” “It's not too weird is it?” “You are who you are.” I said even as the idea of it both tantalized and disgusted me. “I just thought ...” “What, that I was going to get together with my brother?” “No, not exactly.” It was strange to actually be talking about this. The unspoken rule about not bringing it up was now verbally retracted. “I love you. I love being with you. I love everything about you from your muscles to your stupid stacks of books you leave everywhere. I even think about doing a lot more with you. But you are the only guy I feel that way about and there's something wrong with that.” “Not necessarily.” “Come on. I'm your sister. Are you really telling me that you'd be fine having sex with your sister?” “Honestly, I don't think I'd feel like it was as big a deal as everyone else.” “But see, that's a problem. I know you. I know you've been able to force yourself to wait until I was 18 but now that I'm legal age in your mind you're thinking that we can have sex but we can't. We're brother and sister.” “I never ...