|
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.
|