When we were growing up we had a park that was a block away from our house. After school we would go ride our bikes and we would end up at the park to catch up and drink from the water fountain. That afternoon there was a little girl all by herself, swinging with no adult nearby. The swing went up and so did her dress and you could see her white panties up between her legs, we sat on the bench and watched as she flashed us.

When she got off the swing we went over to talk to her and she told us her mother had left her there because she was going to a meeting. She had a sandwich in a paper bag in case she was late. We stayed with her and it got late and then dark and the mother didn't come back. Finally we knew we were so late that we were going to get in trouble and my friend took off to go home. I convinced the little girl to walk home with me, she couldn't stay out all night.

That is how we ended up taking her in. She lived with us as a throw away child and my mother made me look after her. I had to walk her to school and go to school to walk her home. I had to play with her after school and not go bike riding with my friend. She was good at puzzles and stuff. I guess I never paid attention to her clothes but my Mom bought her real nice things and fixed her hair every day and she got a fattened up as my Mom would say. As to age, she was six when we took her in. And she was now my little sister and I made sure she never flashed her panties to anyone.

When she got to that age when everything changes she turned into a beautiful swan, every stupid boy within ten blocks was after her, I had this baseball bat that I kept in the car and I would stand outside on our driveway with the baseball bat. Everyone knew that getting close to her was a death wish. Seventeen and she was the talk of the town, by then she was adopted and she was my sister and no one really knew she as adopted. She was a stunner, smart like smart and so damn pretty that she stopped cars. Watching over her was hell, except that she was real obedient to me. If I said no, it meant no.

I got done with college and what was I going to do? Let her go by herself to some college where there would be nothing but vultures? No way, so I convinced my parents that the best thing for her was to come live with me and go to the city college. That is where we committed adultery, committed i****t between brother and sister. Sure it was glorious, sure it was like a gift from heaven, sure I lost my virginity and so did she. But it was adultery and I guess i****t, making love like that with your adopted sister. But we could not stop, I don't doubt that I was filthy horny about her but so was she.

If I thought that a little bit of play got me somewhere we did it, but she always took it up three levels, nothing stopped her from wanting more and more. She wanted sex all the time and I felt guilty about it but she didn't. She was born to have sex with me and she intended to make her birthright known. Outside in the open world we were two loving siblings who took care of each other, she cooked for me and took care of the house and went to college and I worked and paid the bills, but at night she was a sex machine, a beautiful sex machine. It isn't very manly to say that I could not keep up and lots of time she sat looking at me with a big lip because I just had to take a break.

The day came when we had to tell my parents that we were active and that we wanted to get married. The legal world got easier when she was adopted but not easy by any means. The adoption had to be reversed they said, the state just did not let a brother marry his sister. In the meantime we had sex. Finally the adoption was annulled and we were able to get married. Lots of problems in the neighborhood, and with some of our extended family but in the end it was accepted, I had found her she was mine to keep.

Been forty years now, still the brightest star in my sky, still beautiful, she will never not be beautiful, still has an engine that won't slow down. One thing for sure, I never had enough gas to mess around, she emptied my tank.

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