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My Sister Karen
by AB-2010 (address withheld)
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A very horny brother forces his attentions on his
sister. (mf-teens, inc-sort-of)
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This is a true story as told to me by Marc K. back in
2001.
Even though I'm 50 years old now, I still remember it
like it was yesterday. I was 15 then and it was just my
mother, my sister Karen and me. My dad had been a
trucker and had died two years before in an accident
during a winter storm on the east coast.
Anyway, I was a super horny teenager and I was always
thinking about sex. I'd walk the streets thinking about
forcing myself on some girl who was smaller than me and
couldn't fight me off. Luckily I met a girl at my school
several months later who was happy to let me do things
to her, and that changed my obsession fantasy into a
kind of reality.
But before I had a girlfriend I almost got into big
trouble. It all started one evening just at dusk after a
hot summer's day. Mom was gone shopping and my sister
Karen was taking a shower to cool off because we didn't
have air-conditioning. (Many people didn't back then.)
As always I'd been thinking about screwing all day and
had even been at the school playground watching the
little girls and fantasizing about forcing one them to
have sex with me. And as I was thinking about a
particularly sexy little girl I'd seen, my sister
stepped out of the bathroom.
I watched as she walked down the hall to her room. She
was wrapped in a big towel and nothing else. My eyes
were glued to her smooth tanned legs and her bare back.
The sight of Karen walking by me almost nude was just
too much to take. I'd had many a masturbatory fantasy
about her already and for some reason all those
fantasies made what I did next much easier than you
would think.
I followed Karen to her room and opened her door just a
crack. What I saw made what happened next almost
automatic. She was sitting on the edge of her bed
totally nude, drying her hair with the towel. I watched,
mesmerized as her pert teenage breasts wiggled with
every move she made, and her stomach muscles rippled in
such an appealing way. Her legs looked so good to me and
I wanted to be between them so bad that I opened the
door and stepped in.
Karen looked up at me with a shocked expression on her
face and began to get up, grabbing the towel to cover
herself. But I was having none of that and I took hold
of her arms and pushed her back to the bed.
I can still remember vividly the confused look in her
eyes as I held her down and feasted on the lovely vision
of her naked body. I can still remember her yelling at
me as I shoved my hand between her lovely thighs. Her
protests as I fell on top of her and started humping her
fully clothed.
My body slipped comfortably between her legs almost as
if I were tailor made for her body. The feeling of my
dick rubbing her crotch and the fantasy of me screwing
her brought me instantly over the top. I was so worked
up that I came in my pants.
Even though I didn't penetrate Karen I felt like I'd
just fucked her. She was lying under me panting from her
efforts to fight me off and I was, heaving on top of her
with my exquisite release, trying to catch my breath.
After a few moments I got up and stood back, still
looking at her naked body, her legs still spread before
me. Karen stopped yelling at me and looked at my crotch.
I looked down and saw the wet big stain on my jeans. My
face must have turned red, because I was instantly
embarrassed and shocked by what I had done. But Karen
just looked at the stain spreading as I stood there. She
didn't even try to cover herself.
Finally after what seemed like an hour of just standing
there - but was certainly only a minute or two - I was
able to turn and walk out of her room to the bathroom to
clean myself up.
I was certain that Karen would tell our mom what I had
done. But she didn't. And the really funny thing was
that she treated me differently after that, and not in a
bad way. We started to have kind of a flirting
relationship between us. She treated me sort of like a
boyfriend and would smile at me sometimes during the
most inopportune times, getting me into an erect state
with nothing to do but be frustrated.
Even though I often thought about trying something with
Karen again, I never did. I guess I felt lucky that she
hadn't turn me in to mom as some sort of pervert.
END
Author's note: If this story sounds familiar it is
because I wrote it in 2001 under a different author
handle. I have revisited the story, fleshed it out and
republished it here. AB
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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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