I am in lust with my sister.  I have always had a fetish for sibling sex, and having recently been introduced to my biological sister those urges are enhanced. 

 She lives on the other side of the country, so I rarely see her... but when I do, she hugs me, tightly... I feel her breasts push into my chest, her breath on my shoulder, her arms wrapped so tightly around my neck. 

 Physically, she's the type of girl that I always wanted to date, a mid height brunette, short hair, curvy, rocking out with her eye glasses.  A rock star at heart, a sweetheart inside, and a intellect that puts me to shame.  I could, and have, listen to her talk for hours about literature, politics, music, religion... life.

She's everything I always wanted in a mate...  but alas, it'll never happen.  I haven't the stones to admit my attraction in person, and I hardly doubt she see's me in the same light.

 So on I continue to dream.