All characters are over the age of 18.
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For years I've lusted after him. In my eyes he was perfection. 200 lbs. of muscled arms and only minimum fat. However, he is not your typical pretty boy.
At 30 he has two tattoos, pierced nipples, and a bald head. Add that to his liking of young girls, fast cars, and porn and you have a man you would never bring home to meet your parents. My family loved him despite his flaws, how couldn't they, he was my step-brother after all.
This all started when I was 18. I discovered masturbation and porn which led to all my sexual thoughts. When I was 19 I discovered his love of porn. It was all over his laptop in his web history and in his media player. By this time I discovered Incest porn and how much it turned me on knowing they were doing something society considered taboo. Now my sexual fantasies changed from a mystery lover to my step-brother, Josh.
At 20 I found his old phone and looked through his pictures. Right in front of me was a picture of his glorious cock. I knew it had to be him because he had pierced nipples. It had to be about 7 or 8" and thick as well. The head was like a purple mushroom. This picture only added to my lust for him.
When I was 21 I think he finally began to see me as more than his little sister. One day I caught him staring at my 36D tits and tight ass in my bikini at the pool. I glowed with pride at how he was looking at me. All through the years I had made slight innuendos that I was not as innocent as I projected. I thought maybe I had gotten through to him.
When I was 22 we went to a concert together. I had a great time dancing sexy and moving my hips and ass trying to get him to notice me. He seemed to take notice but I could tell he was trying to hide it. He let me cuss and even told me I could take a hit of weed if I wanted. I kept thinking maybe he had finally accepted that I wasn't innocent at all.
I had planned on saving myself for Josh. Sure, I had boyfriends come and go but I never let them do anything to me except a little feeling up and playing around. Meanwhile, I spent every second I could with him hoping something, anything would happen between us.
Then came my 23rd birthday. The whole time my thought was "I could go out and fuck anyone I want to, why not make it Josh?" We had plans to celebrate my birthday at a Chris Brown concert three days after. Those were the longest and slowest three days of my life. It was on that night I planned to make my move on my step-brother.
On the way to the house before the concert we talked about how awesome it tonight was going to be. I told him even better since I was finally older and had more freedom than ever before. He asked me what exactly I meant.
I told him that I could go out and fuck whomever I wanted. He had a shocked look on his face and he told me that I needed to be careful if I planned to do that. I told him that I knew that and that I also had something I wanted to tell him. He looked puzzled at me and I told him that I hoped tonight would change our relationship forever.
He again asked me what I meant and I told him that I had lusted for him forever and hoped that tonight we could fuck for the first time but certainly not for the last.
If he wasn't shocked before, he sure was now. He told me he thought I could find a better suited person for what I was looking for. I finally got the chance to say what I had always been wanting to say. "Josh, I had thought about this long and hard and I know that there's no one else I would rather give my virginity to than you. I don't want to give it up to some guy who will just fuck me and forget about me. I want it to be with someone I truly care about and someone who cares about me. I also want it to be with someone who is experienced and won't just get off and not worry about my pleasure. I want to have a good time. You fit all these things and I want you to be my first."
He thought and said he understood my reasoning but was worried about us being related and what our families and friends would say. I reminded him that we were not related by blood and that we were technically not even related. I also told him that I didn't think any of our friends or family would find out and that this would just be a secret between me and him. I noticed his cock start to tent in his pants as we talked about the possibility of us fucking. I reached over and caressed his cock to drive home my point. He sighed and decided that he would agree and fuck me.
By this time we were back to the apartment complex. We made our way upstairs to the apartment and went into the door. He went in first and I followed, locking the door behind us as he closed the blinds. We faced each other and I noticed a look of concern and also lust on his face, then the tent in his pants. He asked me if I was sure about what we were about to do. I told him that I had never been as sure about anything else in my entire life.