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Senior Prom
by Anonymous (address withheld)
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A very short story about two siblings with no date for
the prom. (mf-teens, inc, humor)
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There once was a brother and a sister, fraternal twins,
who were approaching their high school graduation. It
was getting near prom night and neither of them had a
date for it. So one day, the girl approaches her
brother and says "Hey, you got a date for the prom
yet?"
He says, "No, why? You got someone lined up for me?"
"You might say that. Why don't you take me to the
prom?"
"Take you? You're kidding? You're my sister!"
"Well, are you taking somebody else?"
"You know I don't have a date, Sis."
"And neither do I. But we both want to go to the prom,
right?"
Her brother nods. She continues, "So we should go with
each other."
The brother can't see anything wrong with her
reasoning, so he tells his sister that if neither of
them has a date by Wednesday evening, he will take her
to the prom.
Wednesday evening rolls around. Neither of the siblings
has a date, so the brother tells his sister that he'll
take her to the prom on Friday.
At the prom, both of them have a good time. The brother
is glad that his sister talked him into taking her.
Then, while he's standing at the punch bowl, his sister
comes up to him again.
"Hey, brother, let's dance."
He looks around to make sure that nobody heard her.
"Look, Sis, this is the Senior Prom, okay? I'm not
going to dance with my own sister at the prom."
"Don't be so shy. Look, Jimmy Elder is dancing with his
cousin. So why can't you dance with your sister?"
"Oh, all right."
So they dance, a slow number. The rest of the prom
passes by and, after a while, it's over and time to go.
Both of them have had a good time.
In the car, with the brother at the wheel, the sister
looks over at him and says, "Let's not go straight
home."
He gives her a curious look and says, "What are we
going to do instead?"
"Oh, I don't know. Just drive around."
He agrees, and after they have driven around a while,
out in the country, she looks over at him again and
says, "Want to find some place to park?"
"Hell," he says. "Are you crazy? You're my sister, I'm
not going parking with you!"
"Who said anything about 'going parking'? Let's just
pull over somewhere and talk for a while, okay? It's
been a busy year for both of us. How long has it been
since we've had a chance to talk to each other?"
So she finally talks her brother into pulling the car
over on a secluded back road and, after a few minutes
of idle talk, she looks over at him again.
"Hey!" she says.
"What?"
"Why don't you kiss me?"
"You've been suggesting a lot of weird things lately,
you know that? I'm not going to kiss you, you're my
sister!" And he reached for the ignition switch to
start the car.
She reached out and took his hand. "I know I'm your
sister. You've mentioned that a lot lately. And you're
my brother. And don't we love each other? Why shouldn't
we kiss if we feel like it?"
She kissed him on the cheek and he kissed her back.
After a few minutes of kissing, she whispered in his
ear, "Come on. Let's do it."
"Do what?" said her brother, but he had a good idea of
what his sister had in mind.
"You know what!" his sister replied.
"I can't do that with you, you're my..." His voice
trailed off as his sister pulled him to her.
While he was on top of her, pushing his stiff manhood
deep into her, his sister murmured, "You know, you're a
lot lighter than Dad."
"I know," said her brother, "Mom told me."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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