Sarah Jane Darling was the hottest girl at Franklin High School. She was lusted after by every male there, faculty included. She was the head cheerleader and prom queen. Sarah Jane was just not pretty like the other cheerleaders, she was drop dead gorgeous. Her body put the centerfolds in the men's magazines to shame. Boys dreamed of wrapping their hands in her long honey blonde hair and staring into her huge green eyes.
She dated regularly but never stayed longer with a boy for more than 2 weeks. None of them were interesting to hold her attention she told me once. That was until I came along. What was so special about me you might ask? Sarah Jane was my sister, more than that she was my twin.
Sarah Jane was my twin but we certainly did not look a like. She inherited her fair blonde looks from our mother and I took after our dark haired father. We were inseparable when we were kids, even though she was a girl I considered her my best friend.
Things changed when we got into Jr. High school, Sarah Jane hung out with her girlfriends more and I tended to spend my time with the band geeks. At 13 she began to blossom. By 15 she fully developed into the body she has now, much to the frustration of our father. I however at 15 was thin and lanky. Sarah Jane became part of the "in crowd" and I didn't.
Everything changed though when I turned 16. Over the summer I shot up about 4 inches and gained 30 lbs. I guess you were just a late bloomer, my mom said. My father decided that I should start going with him to the gym with him. I trained and lifted weights for about a year and by the start of my senior year I was 6'2" and 200 lbs.
My dad insisted I try out for the football team and to my surprise I was picked. I knew that my dad was trying to relive his youth through me and I should have been pissed but it made him so happy and proud. As soon as I became a football player my social life changed too. Girls took notice of my new body and my letterman jacket. I was invited to all the cool parties along with Sarah Jane.
Now that we moved around in the same circle Sarah Jane and I spent more time together than we did before. I would drive us home after my football practice and her cheerleading practice and we'd talk about everything. She would tell me the cheerleaders who thought I was hot, which was practically all of them, and which one of them I shouldn't date, and that was about half of them.
"Some of them are real sluts Bryan," she told me. "You could do so much better."
She was probably right but I slept with some of them anyway.
I noticed now too that my sister became very touchy feely with me. She'd kiss my cheek or gave me a hug for no real reason except for giving her a ride to the mall or lending her 5 bucks. She would sit close to me when were watching TV down in the basement and sometimes she would lay her incredibly long legs across my lap. It seemed like every time we were alone together, her skirts would get shorter and her T-shirts got tighter.
One week night she came downstairs wearing a short white T-shirt that ended just below her breasts and with no bra on. I could see the blush of her nipples and it seemed to me that see stretched her arms up a lot that night. If I didn't know better I would have guessed she was hitting on me, but that thought was so outrageous that I put it out of my mind.
When we turned 18 in April our parents gave us a huge party. We invited all our friends and we partied until three in the morning. The party was great but I thought our parent's present to us was way better. They were giving us a trip to any place we wanted before we started college in the fall.
When the last of the guests were gone Sarah Jane and I went down to the basement to hang out. We were still pumped up from all the events of the night and didn't feel sleepy at all.
"Where do you want to go Bryan?" she asked me.
"I thought maybe a European tour," I told her.
"How about you?"
"I want to go to an island resort, Hawaii or Bali," she said.
"Well we still got time to decide," I said.
"Oh! I completely forgot," Sarah Jane suddenly exclaimed.
She got onto the floor on her hands and knees and looked under the couch. The short dress she wore rode higher up her thighs and I got a good view of my sister's nice round ass. She popped up again and had a colorfully wrapped present in her hand.
"This is from me," she said. "I knew you wouldn't find it right under your nose."
"Very clever," I told her. I then produced a small jewelry box from my pocket and gave it to her.
"From me."
She told me to open mine first and I did. Inside the box was a fancy titanium watch, that I once mentioned to her I wanted.
"Oh my god this must have cost you a lot," I told her.
"You only turn 18 once and I know you really wanted it," she replied.
"Thanks," I said and gave her a hug.
She didn't really let me go right away and pulled back slowly.
"Open yours," I told her.
I had gotten her a necklace that she was eyeing at the same store I saw my watch.
"It's the necklace!" she cried. "Oh it's so perfect."
She quickly put it on and its pendent rested in the deep cleavage of her breasts. Sarah Jane had amazing tits; they were large, round, and perky. She had to wear at least a DDD bra.
"Thank you so much! It's what I really wanted," Sarah Jane told me.
She then leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. It was like being struck by lightening, her lips were so soft and she tasted so sweet. Our kiss lingered longer than it was proper and I was the one who actually pulled back.
Her tongue stuck out to lick her lips and I felt my cock twitch. I wanted to push her down on the sofa and stick my tongue down her throat.
"I really love this necklace Bryan. It looks so nice between my breasts don't you think?" she asked.
I stared at her enormous tits and watched her nipples harden under my gaze. I wanted to tear her dress off and squeeze her naked breasts and suck on her nipples. Oh god this was insanity I wanted to fuck my own sister.
"Yeah it looks real nice on you," I said. "I'm getting really sleepy I should head up now."
"I guess I should too."
We walked back upstairs and that night in bed I jacked off thinking of Sarah Jane's naked body.
Images of fucking my sister plagued my sleep every night. I needed to do something to do something to stop it or I was going to go crazy. At the time though I didn't know an opportunity would present itself three weeks later.
It was a surprisingly warm on the last weekend of April. A bunch of us decided to have a party at the lake to cool off. Sarah Jane went with Ted King, a new kid who transferred to our school 3 months ago and who already dated half the cheerleading squad. I didn't like the guy the moment I met him. His hands were all over my sister when he picked her up. We left for the lake at 11 am with Ted and Sarah Jane in his car and I followed behind in my truck.
By the time we arrived the party was already in full swing. We ate when we got there and then Ted and Sarah Jane wandered off by themselves. I flirted with some of the girls there, admiring them in their tiny bikinis. All of a sudden while I was talking to Rachel Campbell an uneasy feeling overtook me. Somehow I knew that Sarah Jane was in trouble.