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My sister Anna - Chapter 1:
Drunken confessions
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Make no mistake, I love my sister, but I also hate her most of the time.
Ok "Hate" might be a strong word, I should use "Despise with compassion" instead.
Whatever that means.
We grew up in a suburban area where the most exciting thing to happen was a live concert performed by a local rapper. Who went by the name of E-loy, silly name I know but he was actually quite good. Sadly, as so many before him, he died of a drug overdose.
It was me, my sister Anna and our two parents living in a relatively small house, meaning my sister and I had to share a bigger bedroom. When we were young it worked out great. We almost never fought and got along great, building pillow and blanket forts.
Now however, we are both seven years older. Me at eighteen and my sister who just turned nineteen last week.
Nowadays we almost always fight about who gets the bigger bed of the two we have there and when we have dates coming over, who gets the bedroom. The one condition both of us always have is that the bedroom stays clean. Meaning if you make a mess, you clean up the mess.
It was also around this time that I really noticed how much she had grown. I mean I've noticed it before, gradually but it came to me one day while eating breakfast. We were sitting at the table a sunday morning, her eating brown bread with jelly and me working on my own cereal bowl. At nineteen she was around 174 cm with a beautifully toned body, and maybe B or C cups. One of her many passions were running boring marathons and on top of that she was part of the cross track team. She was the girl of many young men's dreams and if she wouldn't have been my sister I would try to get with her too.
And me?
Not hot, you could call me boyishly handsome. With the same dark brown eyes as my sister and the same brown hair, though my hair was a lot shorter. The last few months I have been working out and you can see a hint of abs and broader shoulders. It's a work in progress.
But my sister always made me feel bad because she was so active and had so many hobbies. I just never understood how she did it.
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One saturday night my sister went to a party with her friends and our parents were of on a weekend retreat probably banging the shit out of each other. So I took the opportunity to watch a movie in our living room. Being all alone in the house meant I could blast the speakers without anyone complaining. I was sprawled out on the sofa with a bowl of popcorn in my lap, wishing I could have a girl to cuddle with.
After the movie ended at eleven, I brushed my teeth and went to bed. Seeing as my sister wasn't at home I claimed the bigger bed for myself. Almost finding sleep just before I heard my sister stumble through the front door probably drunk off her ass. She shuffled around downstairs making all sorts of sounds, then came up the stairs and practically ripped the door open. On unsteady feet she started undressing right beside my bed. She stood right in the moonlight, slowly and clumsily taking off her clothes. It was a beautiful sight, as her dark blue dress fell to the floor, shortly followed by her bra I saw her breast bounce heavily. They were beautifully round and below them was her flat toned belly. She pulled of her panties as well giving me a glimpse of her hair-free mound in the dark.
"oh my god" I thought to myself as my dick grew faster and faster, my heart rate increasing until it was pounding loudly in my chest. Making me wish she was my girlfriend.
Then she did something I never could have guessed in a million years.
She climbed into my bed and snuggled in beside me under the covers. I felt her boobs against my chest and her hand trail down my chest and stomach and I heard her moan as she grabbed a hold of my cock and started stroking it slowly.
I was about to say her name to get her attention but she just looked me in the eyes through the moonlight.
"Please Andrew, I need it so bad."
"But we can't, god knows I want to but we can't."
Her eyes now glistening with desire and something else, something I could not guess.
Then she kissed me... And my mind exploded with thoughts and emotions. Why? How? This feels amazing, is she too drunk? Should I stop this? She tastes like Tequila and strawberries.