What do you do if you are in love with your own sister?
You can try to ignore it, or even be rude to her so she keeps her distance. You can even try to block her out of your life completely. But, sooner or later, it'll be too much for you, and you will be drawn back to her. It's a bittersweet feeling, being close to the girl you love, yet not being able to show how you feel, since she is your own sister. You grew up with her, and watched her grow up, too. Yet, even through her bratty stage, or her hateful stage, you still love her more than any other girl in the world.
I have this problem. Me, Derek Kinley, a 17-year-old boy. Being one of the guys on the football team, I could have any girl I want. All of the girls swoon over my blue eyes, slightly pale skin, and partially long, curly jet black hair. But I don't want any of the girls that giggle as I walk past them in the hallway. The only girl I want is my sister.
In some ways, we do look related. We both have fierce, cat-like eyes, and pronounced lips. Our skin is a radiant pale, but not too pale, and we are both in excellent physical shape. Her hair is as black as mine, and both of our faces are perfectly proportioned. But her eyes are a deep, emerald shade of green. I've never seen anyone else have eyes like her, and I always catch myself staring at them. She has baby cheeks, and her lips have a rosy pink shade to them. Her naturally hangs in pronounced, perfect waves, all the way down to her butt. She is slightly shorter than other girls, being 5' 1", but it makes her even cuter, if that is possible. She has the perfect washboard stomach, which shows off her bellybutton piercing, its diamond stud always attracting people's attention. Her legs are curvier than normal legs, and her waist is a little thin, which brings out the curves in her hips. And, ever since a couple of years ago, her womanly features have grown, as well. Her breasts are now a spectacular size of D's, and her bubbly butt makes her figure even more perfect.
Her name is Mina (mee-na). She is 16, and all the guys are crazy about her. I can't help but feel jealous every time I see her talking to a guy in the hallways of our school. Yet, no matter how many guys throw themselves at her, she declines them all. It's like she doesn't like boys at all. And, last time I checked, she doesn't like girls.
I've tried dating girls, but I felt absolutely nothing for them. I didn't even have the desire to have sex with any of them, so we never went any farther than making out. Because of this, I am still a virgin. Yes, me, the most popular guy in school, is a virgin. Of course, everyone thinks I've boned tons of girls. I don't correct them, since they wouldn't believe me if I did that, anyway. I don't know if Mina is a virgin, though. She's almost always home, listening to music, or she is at the local dance studio, since she is a contemporary dancer.
Our relationship is good. We are very close, and hang out with each other a lot. In fact, I can count on one hand how many time's we've ever gotten into arguments. But I see no sign of her possibly having the same feelings for me as I do for her. Just the thought of it hurts. Soon, though, I will try to make a move. But, if that causes me to lose her, I don't know what I'd do.
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"Mina, we need to leave soon!" I yelled this at least 4 times, but she still didn't answer. We needed to get to school, since I always drove her there, but it seems like she slept in. Sighing to myself, I climbed up the carpeted stairs of our suburban house and walked down the hallway before stopping at the door on the left. "Mina, c'mon, we're going to be late," I said. No reply. Quietly, I turned the door knob before opening the door and stepping into her bedroom. It wasn't a typical girl bedroom, since she's never been an extremely girly person. the walls were covered with band posters, and she had a large Rasta rug on the middle of her beige-carpeted floor. Her bed was covered in pure white sheets and pillows, matching the white comforter, as well. The see-through white curtains of her windows were open, causing the morning sunlight to shine onto her. I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable as I stared at her.
She was laying on her side, with her hair sprawled across her body and the pillows. She wore white cotton panties, which were decorated by a black bow in the middle of them. A white, thin tank top clung to her torso, showing that she wasn't wearing a bra. If I looked close enough, I could see the shape of her perky nipples sticking out through her shirt...
I took a deep breath to calm myself. Unfortunately, it did not work. I could see the shapes of her perfectly round breasts, and her bubbly butt, and it wasn't doing anything but making the bulge in my jeans bigger. I don't think I could ever get tired of her beauty.
"Mina," I whispered as I reached over and gently shook her shoulder, the feeling of her soft skin sending chills up my spine. She mumbled an unknown language, then shifted so that she was laying on her back with one knee propped up. Her rosy, perfect lips parted open slightly as she let out calm and steady breaths. Dear God. I didn't think a boner could be this painful.
"Mina...we need to hurry." I shook her shoulder again, watching her breasts move slightly as I did so. She still didn't respond. I stared at her, standing as still as a statue, my boner throbbing painfully. I turned my head to look at my reflection in her body-length mirror. My hair was slightly rustled, which looked good. My black Pink Floyd shirt fit me perfectly. Then, my jeans... Just as I suspected, the boner was rather noticeable. There's no way I could go to school with it.
Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzzt. The feeling of my iPhone 4 vibrating in my butt pocket startled me, but I quickly pulled out my phone to see who was calling. It was the high school. Swiftly leaving her bedroom and closing the door, I answered the call.
"Hello?" I answered.
"This is Mr. Weston." The principal. Oh, great, what did I do now? "I was just calling to let you and your sister know that there will be no school today, due to electricity issues in the school." Before I could reply, he hung up. I stood there, staring at the screen of my phone in amazement. A feeling of joy washed over me. With our parents gone, me and Mina will be home alone all day. Maybe we could hang out together. Looks like I don't have to wake her up. I glanced down at my boner, which was becoming more painful by the minute.
"Looks like I'll need to take care of this," I mumbled to myself. Walking down the hallway to my bedroom door, which was on the right side, I opened it before stepping into the room and closing it behind me. I tossed my phone onto my black-and-red striped bed as I headed to my bathroom. As I closed the door, turned on the walk-in shower, and began taking off my clothes, the sight of Mina was still implanted in my mind. No girl could compare to her beauty, and it amazed me that someone as perfect as her was my sister. Once I was completely naked, I stepped into the shower and closed the glass door. The feeling of the hot water running down my body was calming, so I stood there for a moment, my eyes closed. Now my erect dick was free, its 7 1/2 inches standing proudly.
I couldn't resist the temptation. My hand slowly wrapped around the shaft before it began to stroke its throbbing surface. I thought about the sight of my beautiful sister sleeping as I began to pump my hand quickly, my knees already beginning to tremble. I imagined my hands exploring every part of her body, from the soft surface of her stomach, to the firmness of her ass. The thought of it was almost too much to bear. I leaned my head back, lost in the pleasure as I imagined Mina doing this to me, wondering what it'd be like to have her soft hands stroke my dick like this. I didn't realize it, but I began to pant, my back against the wall of the shower. "Mina..." I whispered shakily, pressure rising in my balls, showing that I was about to cum. "Mina..." I gasped slightly, letting out a soft groan, before the sound of someone knocking on the bathroom door suddenly echoed throughout the room.
"Derek?" Mina's voice called from outside the door. "Are you taking a shower?" My free hand flew to my mouth and covered it as I came, its thick fluid shooting and hitting the glass wall of the shower, my groans and moans muffled and silenced by my covering my mouth, while my other hand squeezed and pumped the rest of the cum out of me. I released my grip from my dick, and then pulled my hand away from my mouth, taking a few deep breaths to steady myself.
"Yes," I called, surprised by how calm I sounded. "There's no school today."
"Sweet! I'll make us breakfast, then." I listened to her fading footsteps until I was sure that she was gone. That was too close. Good thing she didn't open the bathroom door. Quickly, I finished the routine of my shower, making sure everything's washed, before I thoroughly trimmed the hair of my privates. Once I knew I was finished, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I dried my body and hair with a white towel before putting my clothes and my black converse back on. I left the bathroom and my bedroom, then headed downstairs to the kitchen.
Mina was there with her back facing me, standing in front of the stove. She wore black-and-grey stripped p shorts and a black band t-shirt, which displayed the logo of her favorite band, System of a Down. She also wore black-knee high socks, which showed off the curves of her legs. I peeked at the hint of her butt cheeks from underneath her shorts, but mentally slapped myself for doing so. She must've heard me come in, because she turned to face me. Her hair was neatly brushed, but her face was free of makeup. I've always liked her better without makeup.
"Good morning," she smiled warmly at me. "I am making biscuits and gravy." My favorite. I smiled at her, which flashed the dimples on my cheeks that everybody seemed to favor.
"Cool." I approached her and leaned against the counter as I watched her cook. " 'Have any plans today?" I asked, trying to sound as casual and as cool as I do at school. However, she was the one person that could make me feel nervous. A feeling of joy swelled in me as she shook her head.
"Nah. I was hoping that we could hang out today, Derek." She looked up at me for a moment, then continued to make the white gravy. I couldn't help but feel a little proud that she chose me out of all her friends.
"Yeah, I guess we can hang out," I said coolly. After a few minutes, she finished making the food, the gravy in a big bowl and the biscuits spread across a pan. We each made our own plate and gulped it down rather quickly.Once we finished, I put our dishes in the dishwasher. We spent the time by ourselves watching movies on Netflix in the living room. We nestled under the same blanket together and watched mostly scary movies. There were times where she'd hide her face against my chest, or she'd press against my and cover her eyes. Each time she touch me, it left a lingering warmth, and I loved every second of being so close to her. Unfortunately, it went by rather quickly. Not having any school on a Friday was pretty sweet, though.
After 5 p.m., we heard our parents come into the front door of the house. They came into the living room, both dressed up in business clothes. Our father had short brown hair and hazel eyes, while our mother had black hair that was cut into a short bob, her eyes as blue as ours. They both looked like they were in their 20's.
"We have something important to say," our father said uneasily. Mina and I looked at each other before staring at our parents.
"Sure, what's up?" I asked. Our mother glanced at our father hesitantly
"Well," he replied, "Me and her will be going away on a short vacation this weekend, so you two will be by yourself."
"We are just nervous about leaving you guys alone, with no one to watch over you, and..." Our mom stopped herself, then smiled warily. "Well, we can trust you guys, right?"
"Of course you can. When are you guys leaving?" Mina asked calmly.
"In 30 minutes. We need to catch a plane," our father said before quickly leaving the room and heading upstairs. Mom followed him instantly. I couldn't believe it. They've never left us alone like this before. Would I even be able to hold myself back from making a move on Mina? In only a few minutes, our parents were back downstairs, both of them holding a black suitcase.
"We are going to a ski resort. Take care of the house, please." Mom's voice showed that she was obviously worried about leaving us by ourselves. Mina and I stood up and approached them, giving them hugs and kisses and the typical "Have a safe trip" lines. We stood in front of the front door and watched them close it, leaving us both alone. Thousands of thoughts swam through my mind as I stared down at Mina.
"I'm going to go listen to music in my room," she said before swiftly leaving to go to her bedroom. I stood there, not knowing how to deal with this at all. Maybe this was my chance to finally try and see if she felt the same way. Even though I can't see into the future, I knew that I wouldn't get an opportunity like this again.
"Tonight," I whispered to myself.
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I ended up inviting most the people from our school over to the house for a big party. It was obvious that Mina was going to stay in her room, so I wanted to do at least something on a Friday night, especially since our parents are gone. Since our house is rather big, and has a huge backyard with a patio and a large in-ground swimming pool, everyone was able to fit in the house and the backyard. I hired a DJ, and rented some strobe lights. With all of this, all the lights were turned off, except for the strobe lights in the house and backyard, and the flashing lights on the DJ's station. Both the house and and the backyard was crowded with people, all of which were either holding plastic cups of alcohol in their hands and dancing, or were in some corner making out. The sound of techno music practically vibrated the walls of the house. It was definitely the biggest party of the school year. People said hi to me as I walked through the crowds. I smiled at them, but was determined to get to one place : Mina's bedroom.
I finally reached the stairs, where some couple was sitting on the bottom steps, making out to their hearts' content. I walked past them and headed upstairs, going straight to Mina's bedroom door. It was completely silent inside, so I opened the door, seeing that her room was dark. She was gone. Panic rose in me; where the hell could she be? "Mina!" I shouted, now rushing down the stairs and checking every room downstairs. I only found couples making out, and some trying to do more than that, but she was nowhere to be found. There was only one other place she could be at. I went out into the backyard, standing on the patio to get a better view of the yard.
"Oh, shit, he's gonna get the V!" A guy with dreadlocks shouted this, beer swishing out of his cup as he drunkily danced with a girl. I looked over to where his line of vision was. There she was, in a secluded part of the yard, hidden between trees and bushes. She was leaning against a tree, with a guy pressed against her. But, as I squinted, I saw that she was shoving him away... Suddenly, he pinned her arms to the tree, and covered her mouth with his hand. Rage boiled in my blood. No one's allowed to touch my dear sister like this. I jumped off the patio and ran toward them, dodging people occasionally.
"Get your hands off my fucking sister!" I shouted once I was beside them. Before the guy could even respond, I landed a punch directly in his jaw. He stumbled backwards and fell onto his back, clutching his face and groaning in pain. I turned my attention to Mina and stared at her, seeing that she was trembling, with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Derek," she stammered, her voice being choked back by sobs. "H-...He tried to..."
"It's alright now," I whispered, and pulled her into my arms, embracing her tightly. Tears stung my eyes as I felt her sob against my chest, her body seeming fragile in my strong arms. "I'll take you back to your bedroom," I said gently. She nodded and followed me as I guided her back to the house. We got inside, then went upstairs to her room. Luckily, there weren't any couples in the bedroom, and there were no people upstairs. The faint sound of music lingered in the room as I closed the door and gently set her on the edge of her bed. But, as I started to pull away to leave the room, her hand grabbed my wrist.
"Don't leave me, Derek," she whispered shakily. My heart skipped a beat and I nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her. For what seemed like forever, we sat there quietly, only the distant sound of music breaking the silence. I glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand. 11 p.m. Looks like the party would be going on for a few more hours. I looked over at my sister, noticing that she was still in her pj's. She didn't even have to dress up, yet she could still get guys easier than any other girl can.
"Why were you with that guy?" I asked calmly. But, truthfully, I felt hurt, scared, and mad at the same time.
"He's in my math class, so I was just trying to talk with him, just small chat, ya'know? But, apparently, he had other ideas..." She trailed off, then stayed silent. Crap. I shouldn't of sounded so pissed when I asked her about this. It's not like it's her fault that he tried to forcefully make a move on her.
"I won't let anyone hurt you, Mina," I turned to face her and gently cupped her face in my hands. She nodded, her cheeks no longer wet with tears. I suddenly had the urge to kiss her, but I resisted it and pulled my hands away. I stood up and began to walk to the door. I was hoping she'd stop me, but she stayed quiet. But, just as I began to turn the knob, I felt a hand around my wrist again.
"When I said 'don't leave me,' I meant it," she whispered, her breath hitting my back, sending a chill down my spine. I turned to face her, seeing that she stood only less than a foot away from me. I felt my breath get caught in my throat, my heart skipping a beat from how close she was.
"Don't get so close," I whispered, my voice sounding cold. A look of hurt flashed in her eyes, but she didn't move away.
"You are always acting so closed up around me, Derek. Why is that?" Before I could think of an answer, she continued. "I just want to get closer to you. That's all I've ever wanted. I just want to always be by your side."
"What do you mean?" I asked quietly, feeling completely in shock by her words.
She stared at the ground silently. Even though it was dark, I could tell that she was beginning to blush a little. "I love you," she whispered. "I love you, but more than sibling love. I've always loved you." She looked up at me, fear in her eyes, like she thought I was going to reject her. But, in reality, I've never felt so happy in my entire life. All the worries of us being siblings, of us being caught by our parents, left my mind instantly. Now was my chance. I couldn't lose her.
"I love you, too," I whispered. Before she could say anything, I cupped her face in my hands and leaned in. My eyes closed and my lips pressed against hers in a gentle kiss, the feeling of her soft lips fogging my mind. I tried to be gentle and cautious, but she wanted more. Her lips parted open and the tip of her tongue pressed in between my lips. I let out a soft groan as I parted my lips, as well, and felt her tongue press into my mouth. Our tongue mingled with each other within the passionate kiss. The deeper the kiss became, the more I lost any reasoning within my mind.
I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist and cupping my hands underneath her firm butt. We continued to kiss, our tongues practically fighting each other as I carried her to her bed. I pulled away from the kiss and opened my eyes. Her eyes were open as well, and they were full of lust. I couldn't hold myself back anymore. I fell forward, causing both of us to collapse onto the bed, with me on top of her. I held myself by having each knee next to each side of her hips, then each hand by each side of her head.
"Derek--" she gasped, but I stopped her with a quick peck on her lips. My lips lingered down to her neck, my warm breath against her skin causing her to lightly squirm. The moment that my lips came in contact with her neck, she let out a light gasp. I began to kiss it gently, nibbling and sucking against it, as well. Her hands dug into my hair and she held my head there. "More," she whispered.
That was more than enough to encourage me. I sucked and bit on her neck passionately, my tongue also swirling against it. Once I pulled away, I was pleasantly surprised to see that I left a rather noticeable mark. But I needed much more. Her hands moved away from my head, so she could lift her arms. I lightly grabbed her shirt and pulled it off her body, trying not to seem too eager. Once I took off her pj shorts, as well, I sat back to look at the view in front of me.
Her head was turned to the side shyly, with her hands resting on her toned stomach. The dim moonlight from her window caused her diamond-studded bellybutton piercing to shimmer. Finally, my eyes lingered to her breasts. They were decorated with a white bra, black lace and black bows tied across its surface. I could see the roundness of the top of her breasts sticking out of the top of her bra, their size absolutely perfect. My eyes traveled down her curvy and smooth body, now staring at her panties. They matched her bra, being a thin cotton material. I could see the shape of her puffy pussy lips, and there was a small moist spot on the surface of her panties...
It was almost too much. I drank in her body, wondering if I was even good enough to touch it. When I reached my hands out, I realized that they were trembling. Hopefully, she wouldn't realize how nervous I was. She obediently arched her back so that I could reach behind her and unsnap her bra. I tried to be smooth about it, but I fidgeted a little when undoing the hooks. I successfully did it, though, and I couldn't help but rip the bra off and toss it to the floor.
"My God..." I whispered softly, staring at her perky pink nipples, her bare breasts perfectly proportioned. They looked almost as big as they did when she wore a bra. My fingertips lightly ran across them, feeling how soft they are.
"Derek..." she mumbled, her voice shaky. "This is embarrassing..." Her eyes were watching me intently, the moonlight illuminating their color.
"Don't be embarrassed," I smiled a little, trying to reassure her. "Your body is perfect. You are perfect." I leaned forward, no longer able to resist her breast. My lips latched onto one of her nipples and began to suck on it feverishly, my tongue feeling the hard nub. She let out a small moan and her back arched a little. I gently pulled at the nipple with my teeth before releasing my grip, her nipple now glistened with my saliva. I did the same thing to the other nipple, wanting to treat each one fairly. Within each movement, I felt more eager to see what was hiding beneath her panties.
I lightly traced the tip of my tongue down her body as I moved my head down to her privates. My breath lightly hit the wet spot on her panties, causing her to flinch. I hooked my fingers beneath her panties and began to pull them down.
"D-Derek, don't look...!" she gasped. But there was no way I could look away. After tossing her panties to the floor, my face still inches away from her privates, it took all my power not to rip my clothes off and fuck her senseless. She was cleanly shaved, her pussy lips puffed and swollen, I used my fingers to part them open, now exposing her cute and pink little pussy. Everything seemed so tight and small. And she was absolutely soaking wet. I pressed my index finger against her opening, squeezing it into her. It was incredibly tight. Would I even be able to fit?
"I'll make you feel good," I whispered to her soothingly. But I've never done this before. Hopefully, all the porn I've watched will help me out here. Instantly spotting her erect clit, I wrapped my lips around it and began to suck and lap at it fiercely as I began to pump two fingers in and out of her pussy, trying my best not to hurt her. Her hips thrusted upward and her hands grabbed my head, forcing my face against her pussy as she let out a load, erotic moan.
"Oh, my God, don't stop!" she let out a whimpering moan, her breathing ragged and heavy. "You're gonna make me cum...Fuck, Derek...!" I flicked my tongue against her clit, my fingers curling and twisting inside of her. By now, her body was trembling tremendously, and I could feel the walls of her pussy tighten around my fingers. "Fuck....Derek!" The sound of her moaning my name, and the feeling of her orgasming against my fingers was one of the sexiest things I've ever experienced. Her hips twitched, and I removed my fingers so that I could pull my mouth away from her clit and drink at her fluids, eager to taste her. The smell and taste was incredibly erotic, and fogged my senses. Once I was satisfied with how much of her juices I drank, I pulled away and sat up, watching her chest rise and fall as she breathed heavily.
"You, too..." she stuttered. "I want to see your body, too." Well, it was only fair. I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes, and stood up by the edge of the bed to take off my pants. Now only in my boxers, I stared down at her. Her eyes widened and traveled up and down my body, landing on the painful bulge in my boxers. It was the hardest I've ever been in my entire life, so it was on the verge of being 8 inches. I hesitated before pulling my boxers off, now letting her stare at my manhood.
"I can't take it anymore," she spoke quietly. She spread her legs wide, her hands resting on her lower tummy. "I want to have sex with you, Derek. Please, I am begging you." My breathing was slightly heavy as I stared at her. I climbed onto to the bed and sat on my knees, in between her spread legs.
"If you say it like that..." I supported my weight by resting my hands by each side of her head. "...I won't be able to hold back." I used one hand gently hold the shaft of my dick, trying to guide the head to her opening. Once I found it, I slowly began to move my hips forward. I pressed into her slowly, out of fear of hurting her. Suddenly, her hands gripped my butt and she harshly pulled my hips forward completely. Feeling something break, my dick instantly slid into her, its full length now buried inside of her. She let out a yelp of pain, and I couldn't help but moan gently. It was so warm, wet, and incredibly tight. Nothing could compare to this feeling. Using my hands to hold myself up, I didn't wait for her approval.
"Mi-...na..-" I gasped and began to pump in and out of her furiously, my balls slapping against her ass within each thrust. Her legs wrapped around my waist and she clawed her nails down my back, the feeling of it causing me to pound her even harder. The look on her face went from one of pain to one of pure ecstasy.
"You're so fucking tight," I panted, barely able to even speak. Our moans filled the room, the sound of my balls slapping against her ass echoing, as well. It's a good thing that the music was so loud, and that everyone was downstairs. She continued to moan my name, her pussy practically drawing me in each time I thrusted into her. I watched her boobs bounce in rhythm with my thrusts, the sight of it turning me on even more. I leaned down and began to suck on one of her tits, causing her to squeal from the pleasure overwhelming her.
I knew that I couldn't last long at all. It felt way too good. Pressure began to rise in my balls, showing that I was going to shoot my load. My hands clenched the bed sheets tightly, my mouth parted open as I breathed heavily. "I want to ride you, baby," Mina moaned. Before I could reply, she flipped us over, now with her on top, and me laying down. As soon as she began to bounce and grind her hips, her hands playing with her breasts, I threw my head back.
"Fuck!" I groaned loudly and put my hands on her hips, guiding her roughly. Her moans, the sight of her riding me as hard as she can, the feeling of her tight pussy....all of the senses overwhelmed me as I suddenly began to have the biggest orgasm in my life, ropes of thick cum shooting deep into her. "Mina...!" I moaned and panted, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Feeling her walls clench tightly, I knew that she was cumming, as well. Her moans echoed throughout the room and I continued to moan her name until her pussy milked out the rest of my cum.
She collapsed on top of me, both of us breathing heavily from the feeling of our orgasms. "You came inside of me, Derek," she said quietly. Oh, shit. I was immediately brought back to reality from her words. What if I got her pregnant? Is she mad? What if our parents found out about what we've done? "I'm happy that you came inside of me." Surprise, I looked down at her. Even though her head was laying against my chest, I could see the hint of a smile on her face. I gently wrapped my arms around her as I slowly closed my eyes.
"Whatever happens, we'll face it together," I whispered. "I love you, Mina."
"I love you, too, Derek."
We both fell asleep laying just like that, our heartbeats in time with each other.