(Note: This story was originally started as a chain with another Lit member. He wrote the male parts at first and I the female, but we lost contact so I finished it and edited it to make it flow a little better. :) Hope you like! I thought it was such a great story line to let it just fade. But I came up with the ending!)
Noah:
I check the time on my cell phone, after pulling it from the pocket of my jeans. It's almost 8 p.m. I flip it shut as I reach the door to my parents ranch-style brick house. It's been a long time since I've been home. Three years in fact. My college studies and work have taken up more and more of my time. Well, that and "other" circumstances.
As that thought flutters into my mind I brush my hand over my shoulder feeling the scar from the bite. My mind tries to shut out the foggy memories from that late night I was attacked by that stray wolf, which I at first thought was a dog, on the empty campus grounds. It had come from out of nowhere, shoving me face first into the pavement on the sidewalk, and felt like it had tried to take a hunk out of my shoulder. But all it did was clamp down, let go, and stand on top of me and moan this eerie mournful howl before fleeing across the parking lot and into the woods. That howl let me know it was a wolf and not a dog. It shook me inside. I managed to pull myself up since there was no one around to help me and drove myself to the ER. They checked my wounds and patched me up and updated my vaccinations as a precaution since I could not remember what I had had or when. I never did tell my parents about that. My mother would only worry and I didn't want to alarm her.
My other "problems" since that night made me a little hesitant to come home though, but I missed my family. I had become homesick and knew I needed to be in their presence once again. I had become confused, depressed, and disinterested in life. I needed some healing and diversions and I knew one place I could get that was from my loving and heartwarming family.
I cleared my throat and knocked on the door. I have a key still but no one knows I am coming home and so I don't want to scare anyone. This will be a complete surprise. The house seems quiet and almost deserted. All the lights are off except for the light by the door, which I know comes on automatically at night. I knock again and ring the doorbell as well this time, giving them more time to answer before I use my key as a last resort.
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DeAnna:
I had fallen asleep watching TV on the couch and I awaken thinking I hear a knock at the door. I stretch and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I sit up and look around the house groggily. Except for the TV I hear utter silence. Mom and Dad must still be out I think to myself. I hear the knock again, a little more insistent, followed by the doorbell. I stumble trying to get my clumsy sleepy legs to cooperate and get me to the door. I start to reach for the knob but check the peephole first. I am shocked at who I see. Oh my God! It can't be! I rip the door open and fling myself at you, my handsome older brother, hugging you tightly. "Where the hell have you been!?" I ask with mock sternness. "It's so good to see you!"
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Noah:
In my shock I nearly forget who this beautiful woman is that is hugging me. I can't believe you are my sister. Why you were just a 14-year-old child when I left home for college. Now you are a woman! Feeling your chest pressed against mine I am guessing you are now a C-cup at least. Your 5'8" frame is just four inches shy of my 6 foot height. We have matching dark-brown hair, brown eyes, and olive skin that we inherited from our Hawaiian mother.
Then from out of nowhere a flash of red crosses my eyes, but you miss it, as well as the jolt within my cock. I shake my head as I try to clear it and come back to my senses.
"Hello dear little sister", I say with a smile. "Have you missed me?" I hug you back kissing your cheek tenderly. I delight in the scent of your favorite floral perfume, feeling so at home already.
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DeAnna:
"Yes! Oh yes!" I say excitedly as I hug you tightly again. "I'm so glad you are here Noah! How long can you stay?" I bombard you with questions and take your hand and pull you inside the house. You shut the door behind us and I lead you to the couch to sit with me. "Gosh! Tell me how you've been! It's been forever since we talked." I suddenly realize nervously I have filled out since you have seen me last and self-consciously tug at my short shorts and snug tank top.
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Noah:
I sit down next to you, smile and then notice that your expression has changed to that of nervousness. "I think I can stay about three to four weeks possibly. Maybe six at most." Now that we are sitting and facing each other I have the chance to fully give you a good looking over. My how much you have changed. I have a hard time viewing you now as my little sister. In fact it's becoming EXTREMELY difficult to think of myself as your brother and not acting like a selfish lustful man. Your skin looks so soft and inviting to caress. Lips so plump and kissable. That long wavy brown hair falling about your shoulders. God I want to run my hands through it. I clear my throat and fidget feeling my cock throbbing.
"My, my DeAnna, my little sister. You've grown into quite a young lady. You probably have so many guys after you. But now that I'm back it's time for me to be the big brother I'm supposed to be and mess some of those would-be suitors up." I say with cheeky grin.
You blush at the mention of your looks and suitors, but I continue.
"I'm sorry I haven't come back for a visit sooner. School work and a lot of unforeseen situations, ya know. I had a lot to stop me from coming back home. But enough of that. Tell me about yourself. How is school? Work going ok? Any boyfriends? Any jerks I need to beat up?"
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DeAnna:
