AUTHOR'S NOTE AND A WARNING TO READERS: This story is about Zoey, 18, trying to seduce her older brother Samuel, 21. It's a story about incest, and of new discoveries, and perhaps some kinky fetishes further down the line. Time will tell.
It is a work of fiction, and all of the characters in the story are above the age of eighteen.
I intend to write a new chapter of this story each week. If there's something you'd like to see in a future chapter, please do let me know. I like when readers engage in the process and let their wishes be known. Thank you.
--- SISTERLY SEDUCTION OF SAMUEL - CHAPTER 3 ---
Samuel yawned, and open his heavy eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept that well. And then, as he came to a little bit more, he realized he wasn't alone. He blinked a few times to clear the sleepiness out of his eyes, when he noticed the feminine body of his petite little sister lying beside him, all cuddled up. He froze, and hesitated - what the hell had he done? He could remember everything that they had discussed last night. All of it. His heart was pounding.
A million emotions went through his head at once, and he wasn't sure what to make of them. Having his sister this close to him, in such an intimate setting - it seemed so wrong, and so forbidden, and yet.. When he looked at her adorable little face, sleeping there next to him, he wanted to kiss her. He wanted to hold on to her and never let her go. Why was he feeling this way about his own sister? Was this wrong? Had she corrupted him with her endless seduction attempts? Was he sick in the head? Or was it the world that was slow to catch up on the fact that love between two people this close to one another was one of the purest forms of affection that could possibly exist?
Samuel sat up in bed, careful not to wake Zoey. But the covers slipped off of her back, exposing her bare skin from the waist downwards as she was wearing nothing but a t-shirt. Samuel found himself unable to take his eyes off her, until he shook his head to snap himself out of it. That butt of hers, even from this angle - turned away from him - looked so juicy and inviting. The curves of her backside, along with the soft lines of her ass, made him grow hard at a rapid pace. His underwear quickly felt a bit too tight. He took a deep breath. He had to think about something else, or he would end up doing something he would regret.
He got out of bed, to head towards the bathroom, but his movements getting out bed woke little Zoey up. She opened her eyes, looked at him, and gave him the biggest smile. It was enough to make his knees go weak. He smiled back at her awkwardly.
"Good morning, big brother!" She said with a hoarse morning voice. It was such an adorable sound. She sat up, still smiling. "Did you sleep well with me by your side?" she asked him, sounding like an excited little girl. Her smile was so genuine - she truly looked so happy just to be in his presence, and it made Samuel's heart leap in joy. But he felt so conflicted - this was his own sister! And yet, he wanted to do nothing more than embrace her in his arms.
He had a lot of thinking to do. About how to approach her, about the ramifications of their night together, and also about how to proceed from here. But it all felt overwhelming right this moment, so he simply nodded at her, then said "I'm going to the bathroom, then heading downstairs for breakfast. Join me there? I'll make you some waffles."
"Really?" she asked, her eyes lighting up as if she didn't believe him. It had been years since he made waffles for her last time, and the thought of it was almost nostalgic in a way for Zoey. "Okay - thank you!" She said, and Samuel hurried to the bathroom, where he instantly splashed cold water onto his face to help wake himself up. He looked at his reflection.
"Get yourself together, man.." he said to his doppelganger in the mirror. "This is not just some crush you are dealing with - it's your little sister. Be strong, Samuel!"
But that would prove to be a whole lot more difficult than he had imagined.
--- 2 ---
The waffles was highly appreciated. Zoey was beaming with delight as her brother set the table for them both. She had slipped into a sundress, yellow in color, and the skirt length seductively made it look like she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Samuel found himself staring at his sister more than once - and despite trying not to do it again, he kept finding his gaze returning to her beautiful form almost without his own consent. It was just.. Automatic. His desires given a life of their own.
Zoey's eyes caught something written in the morning newspaper, that their father must have left on the kitchen table when he was finished with it. "Hey, look!" she said, and grabbed the paper. "Tonight's the yearly water lantern festival!" she said enthusiastically. "We haven't been there in years now, Sam! Do you think mom and dad will want to go this year?" She looked at him expectantly, waiting for his response.
"Oh, I'll text them and ask!" he said in response. "Although I seem to recall the both of them mentioning they would be working late today. When does it start?" he asked, turning to Zoey. She turned the page in the newspaper to find the proper article about the event, and then she showed it to him.
"There is a brief section about it right here.. Uhm.. It says it starts at five o'clock already, but the lantern release is around 9PM.." She looked up from the paper, and into her brother's eyes. "But.. It's much better to be there early, and spend a while walking around, enjoying some street food, looking at all the little stalls with things for sale, and.. It takes a while to paint the lanterns."
Samuel nodded. "That is true, yes. And you're right, it's much better to make a whole evening out of it. God, it must have been.. Four or five years since we last went there now? Maybe more?" He seemed excited about this idea as he reminisced about the past. "I'll text both mom and dad right away!"
