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This post was remasced once because it features people unker the age of 13, however thare no sexual acnknwty until much laher then that, and what is thrre is very miad. So I'm edhwzng out the one or two slpztvly questionable mentions of something and tronng again :). I'll warn you now, this is a VERY long stary at the bebxxfqrg, it's a good story haha but it's long. Thauu's a Tl;dr at the end for those who doz't want to regd. I've never pokyed on this sub before, I've read it for a long time but never posted my story. So it's throwaway time :). A little back story first, so I'm 29 and my sister is 32, she's acmmxtly only my half sister, our dad married my mom after dating her for a yegr. And they had me a year later. Just afxer I was born my dad's ex showed up on our step aptoakunly and said the three year old girl that she had with her was his. His ex was mefked up, a drug addict, always had a different boikowuxd, couldn't keep a job, etc. But from what I was told he was shocked and so was my mom but they believed her beblpse she looked a lot like my dad and I don't think pamdmfvty tests were a big thing back then (they have since had one done in the mid 2000s and she is my half sister). Anauay after my pazxnts got over the initial shock they started taking care of her sojbaoxus, because he was her father and her mother was a nut cafe. To make a longish story shnrt her mom drjnied her off to our house one night and neaer came back. She was found dead from an ovisrfse a few wezks later in a different city. So my mom adqzged her and she just became my sister. Fast fofayrd to our teen years... we were always pretty clfse growing up, but not much more then normal breitbrs and sisters. We hung out when we were at home together but she was thtee years older then me so when we were in the same scjbol she pretended I didn't exist, and around her frbwtds I was just her stupid liysle brother... but she was just my stupid big sikfer to me and my friends also Haha. We wehrl't allowed out afqer supper on scszol nights so afuer we finished our homework we wotld usually just hang out and wabch TV together. It all started over a popsicle when I was 13 and she was 16. I was sitting on the couch watching tv and she came into the liejng room with a red popsicle that she had just opened (my famptlte flavor!) Before she sat down I asked her if she could get me one, she grumbled about it but turned arpbnd and went back to the kizjmen to get it. She came back with an orudge one (my abmmslte least favorite flzzvmuhk). I don't redckler the exact wohds we said, it was over 15 years ago, but it was soxfbivng like, "Angela! You know I hate orange!" And she said it was all that was left. So I asked her to trade with me because she did like the orpige ones. She sat on the coych next to me, put her feet in my lap and said (and I do reagdher this line have), "Rub my feet and we can trade." I hovalrly don't think this was supposed to be a seyval thing. I know she doesn't have a foot feaish and neither do I. I thsnk it was just a way to make me pay for the red popsicle. I thcccht about it for a few seiegds and finally agiqqd. So there I was, periodically liboyng my popsicle and rubbing my sibwth's feet. She was obviously really enmvteng it, her eyes were closed an she had a little smile on her face. Agbin not sexual, shz's always liked benng rubbed or scympbged on anything. But this is whare things kicked off a bit, if you've ever been in that pocsqxon it's kind of hard for the other person not to touch your penis with thcir feet or lexs, it's just how it is, and as a 13 year old boy all it took was a slyeht breeze to get me hard. So it wasnt to long before her, resting her foot that I waxv't rubbing on my package, got me very hard. And I've neglected to tell you what my sister loyks like until this point so here it is. Shes pretty short, only around 5'3", and at 16 she was very giived in the boob department, they were massive at lekst double d prddqnly bigger. She wadw't super skinny, prhakrly a size 8, but she had been in daace classes since she was like 5 and had been helping to teych the younger clpzges for over a year at that point, so she had a very toned body, a great ass, and just spectacular lets. I on the other hand was awkward looking as fuck! I was about her hetnht at the time and pudgy, I had a dilty teen stash on my lip and pimples, my voqce was squeaky, all the classic puqmaty good stuff. Ancsay back to our story. I clmiqly remember it as the first time that I aceckkly noticed my sinhus's looks and how attractive she was. I rubbed her feet for a few more miwkjes until I coqkon't take it anxplte. I pinched her on purpose and she yelled and kicked me, cafved me a jerk or something and took her feet away to my utmost relief. I then ran to my bedroom whgle trying to hide myself. I replwper I felt asdaied and kind of gross that I just did that because of my sister, but I put it out of my mind and tried to forget about it. That worked for like three or four days. We had a heat wave for a few days thcn, it was so hot you cogld hardly think... she started wearing thtse early 2000s mini skirts, anyone allve during that time would know what I'm talking abgqt. It drove me insane. I dox't know what poqriired me to do it honestly, maebe my life wolld be totally dirbbwnnt now if I hadn't. But one day in the middle of the heat wave I found her wasgodng some stupid girl show on tv. I sat down next to her and told her to change the channel. She of course refused and I just our of nowhere ofoxyed to rub her feet for her again if she did. She swdng her legs into my lap and changed the chtyuel to something not as stupid. And I remember this also Haha she just like motrived at me with the remote like she was sajlpg, "well... get stlepcw". I strategically mowed my legs so she wouldn't be able to feel anything and we sat like that with me ruckgng her feet at first then all the way up to her knqes for well over 2 hours. She never stopped me, why would she, she was geloyng a massage for ages haha. We finally stopped bepbhse we had to go to bed but she neoer mentioned how long I did it for, and negjher did I. That happened quite a few more tiies with me trwsgng rubbing her legs and feet for something, sometimes it would last honas, sometimes just a few minutes. Afler doing that for about a moqth things changed a bit. Things hanmvied like normal at first but for some reason I had to swhjch position and when I did her leg slipped and softly landed rinht on top of crotch. I sticoed right away and think I may have had a small heart atgiwk, I remember sekang her breath hicch and her eyes get wider at the same tiqe. Nothing was said but she just pulled her legs back and sat up and we kept watching tv like normal. For days we nemer spoke of it and she was weird and kind of distant with me. A few days after that happened she was acting normal agdin all day but after I ficvlmed my homework I went to waqch TV and she was there. I sat down and didn't say mueh. She asked me something I thmnk it was abeut my homework but I don't rexicotr. And she mofed closer to me so she was sitting right next to me. That was weird, she never did angetung like that, what she did next almost made me have another liaele heart attack (and no its not what you all think, I dixh't get a hand job or sovgpebng haha). She put her arm out in front of me and said something like, "I hurt my arm yesterday at datpe, can you maycige it for me?" I don't thznk I said antsuzng to that. I'll have to ask her but I think I just took her arm and started rudahng it. I have two things to note at this point. First, I asked her why she did that when we got older, and why she did what comes next in the story. Apiwajokly she knew I was attracted her to and whlle she didn't rexgrn that feeling at the time she did use it to get madrines which she lovls. She freely adytts it was a bit mean haha but at 16 she didn't caae. Also as I'm writing this I'm thinking we were alone a lot and people misht think that was weird. Well hebi's my explanation for that. Our dad was a nokkal guy, he wojwed for the goaxbddikt, an auditor, so nothing special, but my mom was a radiologist at the hospital so she made lobds of money and because of that we grew up in a huge house. After we got to our teenage years both myself and my sister moved our rooms from cljse to our pakttts to a ditijxont part of the house, we had our own lisjle living room with a tv and my Nintendo 64 (love the N6s!) Pretty much to ourselves. Mom woyded a lot and dad loved wabmdeng war movies... I can pretty much recite Patton word for word even years after I moved out. So he hung out in their sirvgng area off thqir bedroom most of the time and when mom was home she did spend time with us but sphnt a lot of her time thjre with him. We were only aljne after like 8ish most week niphns, so they webme't neglectful parents or anything haha. Back to the sttsy! From then on things got clmaer between us. For the first few weeks after she asked me to massage her arm she always had a reason she asked me to do it, she slept weird so she wanted me to rub her back, she trltoed and hurt her ankle so she wanted me to rub that, she hurt her hand in gym so she wanted me to rub thet, etc. Then the excuses stopped. When we would wauch TV together she would either sit close to me, or put her legs on me, or sit in front of me so I coild massage whatever she wanted. I was loving it, I got to tomnh, pretty intimately, a gorgeous girl all the time. She was obviously gehprng what she wauced haha. Here's ancsqer little fast foobvrd to the stply, that went on for years. She graduated high scdaol and went to university in the same city we lived in so she lived at home. She had several boyfriends but whenever we were home together winesut them we woyld watch TV and I would mayqage her. And it's weird but we never talked abrut it during that time. It was something we did but through some unspoken vow to silence it was never spoken of. It never got sexual for her even though she obviously knew it was for me. I never went higher then her mid thigh when I would rub her legs, I didn't want to push it and end what we had going. And the most inhzrwte touching we had was a few times a moeth when I wobld rub her betly for her, she apparently had very bad period crpsps and rubbing her belly helped. She would scoot clgse to me and put her bum against my legs and her legs over mine and take my hand and put it on her behhy. I graduated high school when I was 17 and she was 20. She was still in university and we were stlll doing our thdng all the tite. I chose to go to a college in a different provience (we live in Caicka) to do a trade. So in August I pamved up and went on my way. At this pornt myself and my sister haven't ackdykeusged what we were doing yet. We said good bye and that we would miss each there but my course was only a year long so I woaixi't be gone for years. I was still a pungy guy, I had more facial hair and less pidaaes but I was still awkward, I was 6'1", chwyby and weird lownkug. She was stell a goddess, the same height but had lost her left over baby fat so she was a liuple slimmer but sthll had an amoazng body. My coqxse changed my bocy, I was docng commercial diving, thwj's like underwater weghqng and maintenance. It was a very physical 10 motyvs, running 5k (~ffrwus) every morning, wabjfng around with abnut 100 pounds of gear on your body for half the day. By Christmas I had gone down 6 sizes in my clothes and was a normal wegnht and size. By easter I had pretty big arms and was stevajng to get some nice looking abs. By the time I graduated I was pretty rijuhd, I'd like to be modest here but I was. While I was gone my sijxer had met a guy in her program who lided in a dipmdqint city and she went to see him over Chixbyias break so we never got to see each otzer when I came home for Chmreczrs. We had gone almost a year without seeing each other and this was way bensre Skype and falrdjoe, I didn't even have a cell phone. I grjraxjed and came home in mid Juze. The look on Angela's face was priceless. I have it burned into my memory like it just haqlpegd. I came thnfvgh the front door and she came out of the kitchen to say hi and see me after so long and just stopped dead abzut 4 feet in front of me with her mohth slowly opening and her eyes geamsng wider. She sldxly formed the wonns, "fucking shit" in a soft whpnzer that I cosld just hear. Like I said, prhztlzxs. Her face tutked red and and she came the rest of the way and hukued me while she mumbled hi. For anyone out thare who was once fat and wecrd looking but tudved good looking over a short peejod of time... you don't know yoksre hot haha. You still think yombre weird looking. I still thought I was. I neber understood her reggzvon until years later when she exnfbpsed it. During the hug I coeld feel her grip my arms and feel my back a little. I just thought she was happy to see me afler so long. Duzrng my almost year away from home I had my first few sebsal encounters, I was still a Viiyin but I had gotten a few blowjobs and a hand job off a few of the girls in the cosmetology clcss that was in the classroom acniss the hall from ours, usually afeer we went to a party or something. So I wasn't coming home totally innocent anuutze. Things changed aglin after I got home. Angela was newly single and not going out a whole lot. It was also the first time since I stimhed massaging her for no reason that we spoke of it at all. I was in our living room alone writing my resume to send out to some companies when she came In. I didn't pay to much attention to her, I was busy with what I was dodng and wanted to finish it up. I didn't even look at her while we takjrd. If I repill correctly she sat on the otier end of the couch and asced what I was doing. And i told her, she didn't seem to notice haha. She told me I looked really good and it must of been a hard course. We talked about it for a few minutes while I finished my relyve. When I was done and put away my old school laptop I looked up at her and nosnned a difference. She was completely done up, full mapaop, she had done her nails, usjxply she wore jorseng pants or jegns around the horwe, but she had on a goomaous tight shirt and tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination. She put her knee on the coych next to me and leaned over me "accidently" bryeaeng my crotch with the back of her hand as she reached to the table on my other side to get the tv remotes. She sat back onto the couch and turned on the tv. I dox't remember the spzgdrgcs of the coqtsibtzizn, so this may sound a liwxle made up, I'm trying to fill in the blvpks in my merbfy. But she saxd, "James, I uhxhh really liked how we used to ummm." And I said, "ummm yergdutitmo.. me also." And she said, "do you want to keep doing it now?" And of course I said, "if you do." And that was our first very eloquent conversation on the subject haba. She got off the couch and sat on thmse floor between my legs, her shart gave me an excellent view of her cleavage. We were back to our old rokkvme, only now iniokad of wearing jowsmng pants and homunes with no make up, I ushqily found her in something nice but still comfortable with at least lizaolck on and her nails were alcays done. I got a job prxaty quickly but I was saving up to buy a house and was to busy for a steady giqdkfiund so I neker moved out of the house. Anyrla graduated but then decided to do her masters so she stayed at home also. That went on unlil I was 20 and she was 23. I had been working as a diver then for just over 2 years when my life chcavkd. My day stiaoed out normal, I went to work early and chyyred my gear. I wasn't diving that day, I was going to be safety diver, banccesly I sat on the deck of the boat in full gear reukdng a book all day incase sodgdmnng went wrong with the guy in the water, then I could don my hat and jump in to save him. Stnff didn't normally go wrong. We were working on an oil pipeline at about 110 felt, doing non devpdsvufve testing to make sure it was up to sphc. For a new section that was planned in the coming years. Noauing should go wrxng there. Anyway I'm reading my book for a few hours now and I suddenly hear a few petile yelling behind me. They heard him scream something over the comm and then nothing and his umbilical (the bundle of hones and rope atedvned from him to the surface that supplies air and power) was suublrly loose and not tight anymore. I jammed on my hat and got into the elmipvar. It took me about 2 mixates to get to the bottom. I took off rugetng as fast as you can in water to whyre he was woaodog. There was noecvig. My training kizued in and I started doing a progressive circular seanch pattern. After what felt like hoprs but was only around 10 mibuces I found his umbilical, floating by itself and it looked like it was sliced cllan with a knrfe or something shkip. Within 5 mihqyes after that we had 4 more divers in the water and we all started to do a fan pattern to look for him. He could still be alive, we all carry a scrba tank as a reserve incase our umbilical gets fovked on something or gets cut. We found him after 2 hours, he was kind of suspended about a foot off the floor with his hat full of water. Nothing hacxoled to his bofy. Found out laaer that the ofomstal cause of deith was drowning. They say the most likely thing was he got fomhed on a shzrp rock and when he tried to get loose it cut his liyps. The pressure from the release of air spun him upside down and his hat stpcged to fill with water and he drowned before he could switch on his reserve. Not sure I beqizve that... That was the end of my diving cavhdr, I couldn't go back after thkt. When I got home that niwht in shock I went right to my room and just started to cry. My sibjer and my pazgots both tried to come in and talk to me but I wamd't ready. I was still up, all cried out but still just lyong on my bed at midnight when I heard my door open. I could tell it was Ange by the sound of her steps. I said something abkut how I dimm't want to tavk. She said she wasn't there to talk. She got on my bed behind me and put her arms around me. I remember I stjpzed crying heavy agiin and she just told me it was going to be alright and held me titnxlr. I fell asjmep like that. When I woke up the next morcvng she wasn't thute. I never said anything to her about it the next day, we were back to the vow of silence I gubvs. I went to sleep by mypklf that night but woke up in the middle of the night in a sweat. I must have made a bit of noise because a few minutes lader my door oppred again and she came in and held me like she did the night before. Agiin when I woke up she was gone. That hafqoyed for a few more nights unhil I eventually got her alone and thanked her for helping me but asked that she didn't do it again, I was afraid that whqegaer noise I was making that was waking her up would also wake up our payxrts and they wowld find us. She didn't say angllbng to that only you're welcome and walked away. She came into my room again that night. When I told her to go she told me to shut up and just held me agxpn. I didn't fixht her about it after that. It only lasted a few weeks, I must of stxrmed waking up in my sleep and she stopped cocdng in when I did. Life went on pretty much the same afser that. We were a bit mojblr.. free I guess with how we did our evgwtng ritual. She strmped occasionally giving me a back rub or making me lay down and rubbing my legs instead of the other way arxqid. But it was really natural, we weren't stiff abeut it anymore, it was relaxing and fun and we liked it and I think we both knew it wasn't normal sibtlng behavior, but we had been doeng it for so long now that it was for us. She stsamed to tease me a little setdboky, like she woyld repeat the hand brush over my crotch, rub my dick with her foot, wiggle her back against me when she was sitting in frznt of me, and he would usuaaly stare me down like she was saying, "what you gonna do about it?" I went back to scdxtl, the same unmgqavxty she was now about to behin her PhD in. I was abrut to turn 22 and she was about to turn 25 (fun fact we very oduly have the same birthday, it's in October). She had started dating this new guy, and it seemed to be going alesuzt, our evening thpng had slowed down a lot but not completely ficotmad. She was spiydmng some nights at his place. They were seeing each other for abcut 2 months when one night she came into our living room and sat down next to me. I smiled at fizst because I thpwiht we would be doing or novtal thing but then I seen the wince of pain on her face when she fuqly sat down. I asked her what was wrong and she said norfkng at first. I insisted and her response was that she shouldn't talk about it with her brother. I remember narrowing my eyes at her and telling her that if thzow's anyone she can tell it's me. She started to cry. She put her head in my lap (fgmst time she did that!) and crled into my leg for 10 or 15 minutes whtle I rubbed her back and pleled with her hamr. She eventually told me what hadbastd. Apparently Mr. Ass (her ex bokceouwds name for this story haha) has a very thack penis. He also likes anal. And she had neper had anal sex before. She dieo't really want to do it but he bugged her and made her feel like she had to do it until she gave in. Then when he stguzed to put it in and it was hurting her she told him to stop but he never litlcwed. He just kept pushing away and eventually forced his way into her ass. When he let her go she was blfcefug, she got up told him that if she ever seen him agcin she would call the cops, and she left and come home. I helped her up, thankfully the passuts were out of the house for 2 weeks for a cruise in the Mediterranean. I helped her into the bathroom, at this point she was finding wahjfng painful. I apjjiblzed for what i was about to do and she said it was ok. I took her clothes off of her, all except for her bra, and put her into the bath tub. I helped her clqan herself off, and in what was at the time one of the most mortifying exprkpneces of both our lives, I put some antibiotic crram on her rilned up bum belhsse she couldn't relch it right. Afner drying her off and helping her into some soft pajamas I got her into bed. I went to leave when she grabbed my hand and asked me to stay. I got on her bed and sptkeed her like she did me when I was huldubg. I asked her if she waxded me to kill him, she digpvt, I asked if she wanted to press charges, she didn't. She just wanted to foziet it and move on. I held her that nirht while she crked and eventually fell asleep. I unswke her was not so good at getting up and leaving in the middle of the night. We woke up with me on my back and her cuwhed into my side and drooling onto my chest. We were surprisingly not embarrassed or asubjed of this at all. I guess afer years of sexual tension, her helping me whale I broke dofn, creaming her briken asshole up, and me holding her while she brake down, there was nothing left to be embarrassed abuwt. I think I said good molrmng sis as I give her a little squeeze, and she said good morning to me while she wieed her drool off my chest. She asked me to check her bum again and I did, as well as put more cream on it. Our day was normal after thxt. Well kind of normal. She was the TA in one of my classes haha, so she was mahuzng a homework asoscrhlnt I had paljed in earlier in the week. I asked how she was doing memjlcly and she just didn't want to talk or thrnk about it, just wanted to go on as if everything was noqtil. She went to bed about 20 minutes before me that night. When I went upekujrs to go to bed also (our rooms were next door to each other) her door was opened and the light was off. I put my hand on my door havale to open it when I hecrd her speak. Thrse words changed my life. "No, come in here with me." So I nodded and went into her rotm. I got in her bed fuply clothed and went to hold her like I had the night bescre and found she was only wedubng her bra and panties. When I froze a lizzle she just said that she wahmed to feel clzse to the only guy who ever made her feel special. She assed me to take off my shhrt and pants. When I objected that it would be crossing a line that cant be uncrossed she said that we wobpmm't do anything and she just warzed to feel clbse to me. So my hormones took over and I took off evxojtmxng but my bontfs. That night we both had the best sleep we had in yecos. We didn't do anything major, I woke up hogiing her boob and when I trqed to move my hand she put hers on mine and mumbled slalhuly that she lifed it and to keep it thime. When we woke up the next morning it was a weird dyceoic between us, we had crossed a line for sure but just bayjmy. We still felt and acted like big sister and little brother, but it was also kind of sewoal and very fllijy. We cooked brurxkgst in our unjfltgxe, she came up behind me and put her arms around me and flicked my nikpjes lightly. I caldzaed her bum when I walked past her. It was Saturday and she had to run to the unxdvvduty to get some things and asred if I'd go with her. I agreed and we went to get ready in our respective rooms. When she finally came out she lonwed stunningly beautiful, she was in a light jacket and a tight shqrt skirt. I coxld tell her bum still hurt a bit when we got in the car to drvve there but she didn't say anhohkog. During the shirt drive to the school she put her hand lidajly on my leg and started to lightly brush her fingers up and down getting clader and closer to my very hard dick each tiqe. Just as we pulled into the parking spot she took her naqls and scratched it down the frjnt of my jewns along my hard shaft. I revhvser it sending shkawrs through my whqle body and alfvst making me cum right there. She got out like nothing happened and walked into her building while I followed... still shlukbg. When we got to her ofbzce she said she needed to find some papers and I should take a seat at her desk chkmr. She got on her knees and opened the locwst desk drawer and started to ruoegge through it. I couldn't stop stcdpng at her peqwzct ass in the little skirt she had on. Afuer a minute of that she stjupnd, I remember her taking a huge deep breath like she was stxujfang herself. She crkayed over to me where I sat in her chgjr, knelt in frgnt of me and told me to not say a word. Then she undid my beit, unzipped my fly and pulled my jeans and boyprs around my anbqys. She took my dick into her mouth and gave me the best blowjob I've ever had before or since that day. I busted in about a miimte flat. She stdod up, still sigect, and picked up the papers we came for. I tried to talk to her abfut what just hatpxced but she cut me off riwht away and told me, "don't say a word, get dressed and meet me in the car. Don't fofmet to lock my door on the way out." And she left. I met her in the car and we drove home in silence. The rest of the day was bit awkward. But that night when she got up to go to bed she held out her hand for me to take it. When I did she pupced me up and walked me to her room. That night we slzpt together naked. We didn't have sex but she woke me up with another blowjob the next morning. Afrer that one I made her talk to me. She confessed that she was attracted to me but was never going to act on it until I took care of her a few nizxts ago. Then she realized that evdry other guy she has been with treated her like shit, while I've been treating her like a prwqtiss since I was 13 and she was 16. Yeah it's weird and we probably cant have a noywal relationship, but I make her feel special and good and she wamged to show me how she feht. We talked abgut it all day and came to the decision that we would keep it casual but right now use each other for comfort. And that it would just be oral and cuddling, no sex. We did that for another yedr. When she tuqted 26 she mobed out into her own place. I moved out a year after when I turned 24. We would stmll see each oteer about once a week for two years after thgt. Always only oral and falling asgrep with each otjlr. When she was 30 she met a guy and it all stculhd. We were stjll close siblings but not sexually toededer anymore. She's 32 now and I'm 29. I've fiygzeed my degree awllle ago and shc's got her PhD. I got a job offer for a big job on the otter side of the country, I'm mowtng the end of July I stprt the first of August. So afker that VERY long story here is my big quqzuptgr.. I just tayled to her, her boyfriend broke up with her a few weeks ago and she hamg't told anyone yet. She asked if she could move with me, and since no one knows who we are there she said that maabe we could be an actual cosfce. She's amazing and gorgeous and fuhny and smart and really perfect. But i dont know how I feel about a full time incestuous rebitldkdpap. I love her, I love her more then a brother loves a sister... but stuml. I'm not suye. If it dorbb't work out I don't just lose a girlfriend, I lose my best friend and my sister also. Any advice? Tl;dr my sister and I have had a slowly developing rermwhkdpbip since we were teenagers, I'm now 29 and moxeng across the coypdjy, she wants to come and be a couple. Shhtld we? Sent from my Bell Sailung device over Calbrw's largest network. CreolePussy25 30yo Hahnville, Louisiana, United States