Sisters in Sin: A Forbidden Tale of Lust, Family and the Uncontrollable Desires of Two Innocent Souls
This is something new and in which case much needed. An introduction of the crazier of my two sisters. How she lost her virginity, followed by our very first time together.
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Volume II
Affairs of a Family in Sin -- Part One : Partner's In Crime
She...
She screams in silence,
A slowly riot penetrating through her mind,
Waiting for a sign, to smash the silence with the brick of self control.
.
Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you?
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?
Scream at me until my ears bleed,
I'm taking heed just for you.
- Green Day
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I think back lovingly on the times I've spent with my female siblings. Both of them, the most gorgeous girls. Such taboo lust... So dangerously pleasurable...
Me and my sisters, I guess, just matured young... My older sister, especially...
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Delanie Louise, older than me by a year, was born on February eighteenth. Describing her quickly. Intelligence would be her distinguishing quality. Extremely bright, she's a joy to talk to, wonderful with advice, and brimming over with life. Very analytical and exceedingly self aware. She can do any kind of difficult mathematics, simply in her head. Remembering it seems, an endless amount of number sequences: phone numbers, historical dates, and not just numbers... She remembers everything. By first grade, the school requested that she get an I.Q. test, noticing her as estranged from the rest of her peers. The results... She is without a doubt, a genius. Even, astonishing everyone, with a full scale score of a hundred and forty six, putting her in the population's ninety-ninth percentile!
As for her features, (Courtesy of our Mom), her skin is creamy with stunning bright, blonde hair. Usually kinked up cutely, just stopping at her shoulders. Everything about her is immaculate. Her looks --gorgeous being an understatement, are brushed into model-like perfection. Growing older, even developing a libidinous glow. Her nose is well-defined, complimenting spirited light-brown eyes. Her mouth, deliciously wide. With tender lips, so unbearably appetizing... Moving them as she speaks, I find myself staring. Anxiously biting down on her bottom lip as she tends to do... I find myself yearning...
She never dresses inappropriately for her age, though. Doesn't even cuss. In fact, annoyingly, she makes the rest of us look bad to our parents over everything! I, of course, always taking the blame... Even, with Lanny never far away. Little Miss Can't Be Wrong then boasts about such victories of deceit to us afterward! Regardless, her relationship with the each of remains steadfast. As the oldest sibling she rarely yells and never argues. Always finding compromises and far from being temperamental.
She's soft spoken, even completely silent at times as well as deathly shy in public. Though, still boisterous around us, she is very competitive. Which her and Eddie have in common as a mutual interest in video games. Her sister of course, she loves the most. In the pure joy of finally having one, she's practically raised Norma since she was born. Gladly, not having to play "swords" or wrestle with Ed and I anymore, she'd allowed her baby sister to tag around with her everywhere. Literally, Lanny's little shadow. Whether it be at school, home, or even with friends. (That is, until she recently started to hang out with Tasha...)
Not only is Lanny a nerd but an athlete, in track and cross country, her body only keeps closing in on perfection. Tight stomach, with large perfect breasts, her frame is slim with such long, voluptuous legs. (She's six foot by sixteen.) Legs of perfection. Her feet shapely and just as flawless; with toes neither long nor curving, the skin soft and unblemished. So perfect, in fact, a constant reminder... I'm crazy for my own sister! Catching me staring during a movie, with them, stretched out comfortably on the couch with her; scowling, she sprightly turns her head away, though, with the faint trace of a smile... Or, we're in the hallway... Fresh out of the shower, her hair wrapped in a towel; wearing booty shorts and a flimsy pink pajama top. Nothing else. Her ass, full and firm, causes my dick to harden as--bare thighs touching together--she walks past my secretive gaze. Unashamedly, admiring the tight shape of her ass, the smooth skin of her shins, down to her feet, every single toe and toenail; always done up so brightly, today in neon-red. With each stride--foot gingerly pressing into the carpet--I realize I have a goddess for a sister.
It seemed only natural, that one day... Everyone in the living room. Lanny and I, on the couch sitting closely. Her knees bent, legs limberly folded next to her; I, impulsively want to touch them, rub them, feel them... Giving in to temptation, I draw her leg toward me, then taking her foot I caress the whole of it with thumb and finger. She looks at me, annoyed as I put my fingers through her toes, "Eww..." she says. I attempt to massage her small heel, "You don't even know how... Ohhh." There we go. I feel the parts that are tight, rubbing these areas generously with my thumb. Getting into it so much... Now, through my massaging touch, able to release all of my suppressed carnal need... My foot rubs, soon become a daily requirement for her.
As you can see, Lanny, loves her whole family as passionately as her vigor for life itself. Though, that same rapacious spirit could be, in turn, what leads her to delve so deeply into drugs and unrestrained sex... Or, maybe, it's manic depression... Ultimately, her racing mind being her tragic flaw, manifesting itself as a severe chemical dependency. She searches fruitlessly for satisfaction. Time and again, getting herself into trouble doing so...
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Memories fresh in mind... Of her first year of middle school. Now summer, she's glad it's over with. Having had sat quietly in the back of every class, by THE END
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Volume II
Affairs of a Family in Sin -- Part One : Partner's In Crime
She...
She screams in silence,
A slowly riot penetrating through her mind,
Waiting for a sign, to smash the silence with the brick of self control.
.
Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you?
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?
Scream at me until my ears bleed,
I'm taking heed just for you.
- Green Day
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I think back lovingly on the times I've spent with my female siblings. Both of them, the most gorgeous girls. Such taboo lust... So dangerously pleasurable...
Me and my sisters, I guess, just matured young... My older sister, especially...
*
*
*
*
Delanie Louise, older than me by a year, was born on February eighteenth. Describing her quickly. Intelligence would be her distinguishing quality. Extremely bright, she's a joy to talk to, wonderful with advice, and brimming over with life. Very analytical and exceedingly self aware. She can do any kind of difficult mathematics, simply in her head. Remembering it seems, an endless amount of number sequences: phone numbers, historical dates, and not just numbers... She remembers everything. By first grade, the school requested that she get an I.Q. test, noticing her as estranged from the rest of her peers. The results... She is without a doubt, a genius. Even, astonishing everyone, with a full scale score of a hundred and forty six, putting her in the population's ninety-ninth percentile!
As for her features, (Courtesy of our Mom), her skin is creamy with stunning bright, blonde hair. Usually kinked up cutely, just stopping at her shoulders. Everything about her is immaculate. Her looks --gorgeous being an understatement, are brushed into model-like perfection. Growing older, even developing a libidinous glow. Her nose is well-defined, complimenting spirited light-brown eyes. Her mouth, deliciously wide. With tender lips, so unbearably appetizing... Moving them as she speaks, I find myself staring. Anxiously biting down on her bottom lip as she tends to do... I find myself yearning...
She never dresses inappropriately for her age, though. Doesn't even cuss. In fact, annoyingly, she makes the rest of us look bad to our parents over everything! I, of course, always taking the blame... Even, with Lanny never far away. Little Miss Can't Be Wrong then boasts about such victories of deceit to us afterward! Regardless, her relationship with the each of remains steadfast. As the oldest sibling she rarely yells and never argues. Always finding compromises and far from being temperamental.
She's soft spoken, even completely silent at times as well as deathly shy in public. Though, still boisterous around us, she is very competitive. Which her and Eddie have in common as a mutual interest in video games. Her sister of course, she loves the most. In the pure joy of finally having one, she's practically raised Norma since she was born. Gladly, not having to play "swords" or wrestle with Ed and I anymore, she'd allowed her baby sister to tag around with her everywhere. Literally, Lanny's little shadow. Whether it be at school, home, or even with friends. (That is, until she recently started to hang out with Tasha...)
Not only is Lanny a nerd but an athlete, in track and cross country, her body only keeps closing in on perfection. Tight stomach, with large perfect breasts, her frame is slim with such long, voluptuous legs. (She's six foot by sixteen.) Legs of perfection. Her feet shapely and just as flawless; with toes neither long nor curving, the skin soft and unblemished. So perfect, in fact, a constant reminder... I'm crazy for my own sister! Catching me staring during a movie, with them, stretched out comfortably on the couch with her; scowling, she sprightly turns her head away, though, with the faint trace of a smile... Or, we're in the hallway... Fresh out of the shower, her hair wrapped in a towel; wearing booty shorts and a flimsy pink pajama top. Nothing else. Her ass, full and firm, causes my dick to harden as--bare thighs touching together--she walks past my secretive gaze. Unashamedly, admiring the tight shape of her ass, the smooth skin of her shins, down to her feet, every single toe and toenail; always done up so brightly, today in neon-red. With each stride--foot gingerly pressing into the carpet--I realize I have a goddess for a sister.
It seemed only natural, that one day... Everyone in the living room. Lanny and I, on the couch sitting closely. Her knees bent, legs limberly folded next to her; I, impulsively want to touch them, rub them, feel them... Giving in to temptation, I draw her leg toward me, then taking her foot I caress the whole of it with thumb and finger. She looks at me, annoyed as I put my fingers through her toes, "Eww..." she says. I attempt to massage her small heel, "You don't even know how... Ohhh." There we go. I feel the parts that are tight, rubbing these areas generously with my thumb. Getting into it so much... Now, through my massaging touch, able to release all of my suppressed carnal need... My foot rubs, soon become a daily requirement for her.
As you can see, Lanny, loves her whole family as passionately as her vigor for life itself. Though, that same rapacious spirit could be, in turn, what leads her to delve so deeply into drugs and unrestrained sex... Or, maybe, it's manic depression... Ultimately, her racing mind being her tragic flaw, manifesting itself as a severe chemical dependency. She searches fruitlessly for satisfaction. Time and again, getting herself into trouble doing so...
***********
*********************
*******************************
*****************************************
Memories fresh in mind... Of her first year of middle school. Now summer, she's glad it's over with. Having had sat quietly in the back of every class, by THE END
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