1. Sex With My Sister (Book 5 Chapter 1)


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Bondage and restriction, Incest, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Author: Arquillius, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    wasn’t living with her anymore. All through childhood, and up until the “incident”, we were really close. I mean REALLY close. We were best friends and did everything together. And I do mean everything we possibly could. We went to try everything together, and we kept a very small group of friends because of this. We just didn’t like other people in our personal lives that much. In our first three years of high school, we dated a couple of people each, but nothing got serious, or so I would learn later. At first I thought my sister had gotten pretty close to her latest boyfriend, but it wasn’t what it seemed. Our two closest friends were Casey and Tobias. Casey, uh, how can I describe her for you to understand? She was caring, but nonchalant, rude, but kind, a bitch, but someone you’d want as a best friend. Tobias’s head was always in the clouds when he wasn’t on the football field; like he was always someplace else. If he wasn’t playing football, I think I’d find him under a tree watching the clouds go by. Extracurricular activities really were part of our lives. During the school year, I was on the swim team. I was pretty fast in the water. Emma volunteered at the local animal shelter. She did always have a thing for pets. During our off seasons we spent time together watching movies in the basement rec-room of our house. Our house was a 3 story house, light blue in color, and there was only one floor we never went to which was the attic. Mainly because, my mother, Julie, ...
    kept it locked off. She said there was stuff up there that we could get hurt from, but never explained what. As for what we looked like, well, Emma and I both had black hair. Mine was short and usually combed down, and hers was long at the point of the “incident”. I stood only a half inch taller than her at 5’10”. I had a well-toned athletic body. My sister had a slightly toned athletic body, with a 32C cup breasts. I knew every time she changed her cup size because I usually got dragged to the store or Victoria secret with her to find a new pair of underwear or new bikini for her, and she’d ask me to find a certain color that would fit her. Frankly, at first, I found it a bit embarrassing, but got over it by the 11th grade. Even though my mother had split our rooms up when we turned ten, my sister still found it pivotal to have my opinion on everything she wore, right down to her underwear. After I turned 13, I started to look at the situation with the mind set of it would help me to better find a girlfriend only because I would understand all the trouble they go through, and what goes through their mind on a daily basis. So on to the story. It was a hot summer Saturday, at about 10 am. Emma and I had walked down to the beach, planning on spending the day swimming, sunning and exploring the caves that we had been to a million times since we had discovered them as kids. When we arrived we laid out our blankets on the hot sand in the middle of the beach. “So what do you want to ...
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