Straight Male / 40
Sometimes Love
My older sister was never one of those flirty girls. She’s good looking, strawberry blonde hair and has a nice figure. She always did extremely well in school and had a more serious personality.
When I was fifteen and she was seventeen, when mom and dad weren’t home, she started walking around the house naked. It was okay with me and I didn’t mind seeing her that way. In her very straightforward manner she told me how, as a precautionary measure, mom had put her on the pill. She said that she didn’t want to do it with any of the boys at school and get a reputation, and she asked me if I wanted to have sex with her. I didn’t have any objections, so we started having sex, without mom and dad or anyone else knowing, of course. It was exciting and fun doing this together and we both enjoyed it immensely. At first I just thought that it was neat getting to fuck my sister, and then after a while I really started enjoying doing that with her for who she was, as a female, who happened to be my sister. We started spending lots of time just enjoying being naked together, talking and smoking cigarettes, as much as we did having sex.
Anyway, she went on to college and then so did I, and she met and married someone and so did I in all of the usually and expected ways. When she was thirty-eight, she divorced. Two years later I divorced. So the two of us started spending more time together and really enjoying each other’s company. Then one day, quite easily, we had sex again. It was just so wonderfully meaningful sharing that intimacy together, and without actually intending to, we started having a romantic relationship. One that was different, but far more emotionally rewarding that we both loved.
After two years, when my sister turned forty, we decided to live together. Neither of us were doing anything else, or had any desire to see anyone else. Of course we really could hardly do that where we were, so we moved to the west coast where nobody knew us, and told mom and dad that we were going to be roommates for a while and share expenses. Now that was two years ago and my sister and I are enjoying having most wonderful and pleasing relationship. All I can say is that I guess it was just meant to be.
When I was fifteen and she was seventeen, when mom and dad weren’t home, she started walking around the house naked. It was okay with me and I didn’t mind seeing her that way. In her very straightforward manner she told me how, as a precautionary measure, mom had put her on the pill. She said that she didn’t want to do it with any of the boys at school and get a reputation, and she asked me if I wanted to have sex with her. I didn’t have any objections, so we started having sex, without mom and dad or anyone else knowing, of course. It was exciting and fun doing this together and we both enjoyed it immensely. At first I just thought that it was neat getting to fuck my sister, and then after a while I really started enjoying doing that with her for who she was, as a female, who happened to be my sister. We started spending lots of time just enjoying being naked together, talking and smoking cigarettes, as much as we did having sex.
Anyway, she went on to college and then so did I, and she met and married someone and so did I in all of the usually and expected ways. When she was thirty-eight, she divorced. Two years later I divorced. So the two of us started spending more time together and really enjoying each other’s company. Then one day, quite easily, we had sex again. It was just so wonderfully meaningful sharing that intimacy together, and without actually intending to, we started having a romantic relationship. One that was different, but far more emotionally rewarding that we both loved.
After two years, when my sister turned forty, we decided to live together. Neither of us were doing anything else, or had any desire to see anyone else. Of course we really could hardly do that where we were, so we moved to the west coast where nobody knew us, and told mom and dad that we were going to be roommates for a while and share expenses. Now that was two years ago and my sister and I are enjoying having most wonderful and pleasing relationship. All I can say is that I guess it was just meant to be.
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