I'm just curious

[neerathemall]

18.

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I have a sister who's several years older than me. When I was about twelve, like a lot of boys that age, I got into the habit of peeping on her. And, like it often does, it started when I accidentally saw her naked. It was very brief, but it stuck in my mind. After that, I took any opportunity I could to look at her.

She would sometimes catch me, and eventually went to our parents to do something about it. When she did, she said in my defense that I was probably just being curious. I didn't really know why I was compelled to look, so I told myself she was probably right.

Now, I'm in my twenties, and she's in her thirties. Our parents have moved to Colorado, and they gave us the house to do with what we please. We decided to spend the night, and maybe figure out what to do.

We arrived at the house in the afternoon, after having lunch en route from the train station. It was a hot summer day, and, as we came in, my sister announced she was gonna take a shower and change into something more comfortable. I decided to have a look around the place. As I was passing her room on the way to mine, I happened to notice her door was slightly ajar. I stared at that cracked open door, and some inner impulse pushed me to look inside.

I looked just in time to see her drop her jeans; her shirt was already off. As I watched her, my heart started pounding. She was just as I remembered, with her voluptuous figure and soft belly. I started to ask myself why I was doing this, when my sister took her bra off, revealing those luscious titties of hers, with those big, brown nipples and areola, and then took off her panties, showing off her shapely ass, and that beautiful natural bush of hers, and it hit me. I'm sexually attracted to my sister! That's what it always was! At this revelation, my cock started to quickly harden. Despite being unable to look away, I still fought back the bad thoughts, but they forced their way into my mind; thoughts of squeezing and sucking her tits, kissing my way down her stomach, and sliding my tongue inside her moist pussy. Eventually, she went into her bathroom, and I went to my room, sat on my bed, and waited for my heart to slow down.

That night, as we watched TV, my mind was deeply troubled. My sister noticed something was bothering me.

"You okay?"










































"Uh, yeah."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Uh, could you maybe turn off the TV, there's something I gotta get off my chest."

She turned off the TV. "What is it?"

"You remember when I used to peep on you?"

"Uh...yeah..."

"And you told mom and dad I was just curious?"

"Yeah..."

"Well...when you were getting changed today...I was watching you."

"Oh."

"I just, uh, something just drove me to...Well, I realized something today. I...have a strong sexual attraction to you."

My sister was silent for a moment, deep in thought. "I...Part of me always kinda knew. I didn't say anything to mom and dad, because I didn't know how they'd react, and I hoped moving you to the opposite end of the house, so you couldn't peep on me anymore, might resolve it, like maybe it was a phase. It bothered me then, but now...I'm...kind of okay with it."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Also...and I know this is weird, but, if you want to have sex, we can do that."

"Wait, seriously?"

"Yeah. I mean, you're certainly not hard to look at, and, honestly, I'm kind of, well, curious."

"You...want to have sex with me?"

"If you want to. So...do you?"

"I..." I thought about it for what felt like an eternity. "...Yeah."