Warning: This story contains incest and incest related sexual situations between siblings. You have been warned.
Author's Note: This is going to be Part 1 of a continuing story that reflects some of my real life desires...but twisted with a LOT of creative licenses. This is an entirely fictional tale though.
Growing up, I'd always had an affection for my older sister - she was a few years older than I was and influenced me in many ways in my life. From music and television to politics, I learned a lot from her. After moving onto to college I didn't see her quite as often except for special occasions. It was during this time period that discovered erotic stories on the internet and found myself continually drawn to incest stories. Specifically younger brother/older sister stories. Admittedly had always had a slight crush on her, but it wasn't until I read some of those stories that I began to picture my sister in the role of the older sister in those stories.
I was single at the time of this tale and hadn't had sex yet - and I was already in my mid twenties. It wasn't because I didn't like girls, in fact I loved them, but I was always particular with who I wanted to be around and none of my friends or girlfriends seemed to measure up to the pedestal I had given my sister over the years.
Her 30th birthday was coming up and I got an email from her inviting me to her birthday party. I jumped at the chance as I always did when she invited me to places. The times I really enjoyed being around her was when she took me to see R.E.M. a few times. They were her favorite band, and of course, I had all their albums too. She had recently broken off her long term relationship with her boyfriend and invited me to stay over at her place, which was half way across the state.
Once I got to her apartment, I knocked on the door and was immediately taken aback. She was standing there looking absolutely gorgeous. She was wearing a very pretty floral dress that came to her mid thigh, showing off her voluptuous curves with a low cut dress and amazing legs. Growing up on a farm in the country she wasn't one to really dress up, so I was stunned and felt a little underdressed in just a pair of black slacks and black shirt.
"Oh wow, Laura - you look incredible... what was Mike thinking?" I smiled as my hazel eyes continued to explore the curves of her petite frame and dark hair framing her full round face.
"You don't look to bad either, little bro." she smirked playfully. Her dark brown eyes sparkled mischievously matching her medium length black hair, as she closed the door and took my arm. "Let's go, I know a little Thai food place that I think you'll like."
On the ride over, I couldn't help but glance down occasionally, seeing her well shaped thighs peaking out from beneath her dress. I saw her lips smile, and know that she noticed the attention I was giving her but didn't say anything. I had always been attracted to women's legs ever since I was a teenager and I first noticed girls. It brought to mind one time when I visited her and she was wearing just a robe. I was sitting on the floor and she went to move something on the entertainment center and stood with her back to me. I just started at her gorgeous bare legs and still shy, I didn't do what I really wanted to do. What I really wanted to do was reach out and caresses and kiss my way up her thigh. But I was her brother...and that was something I just wasn't supposed to do, so I didn't.
She took me to a very nice restaurant, and since it felt like a celebration, I decided to be brave and even though she was driving, I got out first and opened the door for her. "Awww.. such a gentleman, Cal" she smiled and my heart skipped a beat.
As we sat down to dinner, the waiter came by and asked us if we wanted something to drink. I ordered us both some red wine, "for the occasion". It seemed nice and then as soon as the candles were lit it felt more romantic. Laura sitting across from me, like we were a couple and the people and staff around us only augmenting that feeling.
The dinner goes along as we talk about how things are going for each other. I compliment her on how well she's handling things being newly single, and she finds it sweet that her little brother admires her so.
The drinks make us more comfortable talking and eventually we begin to get a bit flirty with each other. The atmosphere, the wine, the assumption of the others around us that we are a couple feeding into it. I can tell by the flush in her cheeks and my own uncomfortableness between my thighs that we are both getting aroused.
Finishing up out dinner, I smile at her and reaching over to her hand to hold it and look into her eyes. "Perhaps it might be best if we don't drive home. Why don't I call an uber?"
Laura smiles softly back at me, letting her finger rub against my hand, "That might be a good idea, I haven't had such a nice evening out with such lovely company, it would be a shame to ruin it. Why don't you stay the night, Cal...I just don't want to be alone."
