Secrets - Sex Stories

Secrets

Alan sat beside his little sister on the couch, watching TV with her for a long moment. They were alone in the house for another two hours, until his father got home from work. Her mother was working the closing shift at the diner beside the freeway, so she wouldn't be home until well after midnight.

They were technically step siblings, but they had been living together since they were nine, so now that they about to graduate high school together and had lived together for most of their formative years. They each felt they knew the other quite well and got along pretty good.

A commercial came on, so she muted it with the remote.

“Can you keep a secret?” he asked. Kim looked at him puzzled.

“A secret from who?” she asked.

“From everyone.” he answered. “But especially from our parents!”

“Yes.” she replied. “I barely even talk to your father anyway, and I can choose to tell my mother nothing, if I so desire.”

“Promise me you won't say anything to anyone?” he asked.

“I promise.” she said, curious. “What's this about?”

“It's about a girl I like.” he told her. “Promise not to say anything?”

“I promise.” she said, holding up her left hand with her pinky extended. “Pinky swear!”

He took it with his own and sealed the deal. “I saw you in the shower yesterday morning.”

She looked at him, puzzled. She remembered he had come in, but thought nothing of it while he pissed into the toilet. The odor hadn't even been that strong, she remembered. “So ...

... what?”

“I saw your breasts.” he told her. “And I saw between your legs, too.”

“So what?” she asked, embarrassed. She glanced down at her body.

“You're beginning to grow some hair down there.” he said. “Your breasts are getting bigger, too.”

“So what?” she repeated. “It's called puberty, moron! I'm eighteen, in case you had forgotten!”

“Your birthday is two days after mine.” he said. “I'm not likely to forget how old you are.”

“What about it?” she asked, then put two and two together in her mind. “Wait a minute, are you saying that I am the girl you like?”

He nodded glumly. She stared at him in shock, totally surprised. “I'm your SISTER!”

“Step sister.” he said. “We're not blood related.”

Her breath caught in her throat as she stifled back a sob. “Alan, you can't like me! Not like that!”

“Why not?” he asked. “It's not incest or anything! Our babies will not have nine heads or anything like that. Just because my father married your mother doesn't make it wrong, you know.”

She blushed. “Irrelevant.” she said softly. “We've been brother and sister for almost half our lives!”

“You're not attracted to me?” he asked. She could see the disappointment in his eyes as he said it, and her heart broke at the pain she had caused.

“I didn't say that.” she said quickly. “If we had just met at school and you asked me out, I would of course say yes! So would any of my friends.”

“Will you go out with me?” he quickly asked her. “Pretend we just met. Will you go ...