This story is a work of fiction, any similarity to any real person living or dead is purely coincidence. All characters are over the age of 18 unless otherwise stated.
I want to apologize up front for my poor editing, I hope I've corrected all. For those of you who gave me constructive criticism, thank you. For those of you who have exactly no integrity and chastised me anonymously, shame on you.
This is a multi-chapter story, and the incest doesn't take place until the second chapter. There is still a lot of sex in between. If that doesn't satisfy you, go to another story.
Chapter 1 Sam's Birthday
My name is Samuel Sanderson and this story started the night before my 18th birthday . My father is a successful restaurateur with a four-star restaurant and my mother an attorney in our medium-sized town of 300,000. I have a sister who is three years older named Saffron and is in her third year of college. My father named her Saffron because he said she was as rare as the spice. We along quite well together and always have.
We have a very good family life and are pretty well off financially. We are not super rich by any means, but lead a very comfortable life. My father is actually talking about franchising which would gain him newfound wealth. My mother is a practicing lawyer with a large firm and has gained a formidable reputation.
I'm just an average guy who would be considered a geek. I play drums in the school band and I'm pretty good with computers. In fact, my goal is to become a computer programmer. I already have a scholarship at the same university my sister attends, she and the
Mad Pack
, her circle of five friends from her college volleyball team. I am still a virgin unlike a lot of guys my age, because I was pretty shy.
My sisters friends are all pretty sexy, as well is nice looking They are quite a diverse lot, there is Desiree Janus (DJ) 22, the kind of ringleader of the group and a senior. She has the largest breasts I've ever seen on a bleach blonde woman, I later learned they were 40 DD's and beautiful face with a tight ass standing about 5' 9" tall. She had a bit of a reputation as being a little loose; who am I kidding, she' d fuck a snake if you' d pin back its ears long enough. Kelly Jo Manners 22, she had a body built for birthing, with large 36 C breasts and another one with a tight ass and wide hips, standing about 5' 11". She was the black haired, blue eyed wanton of the group. She was always a big flirt and her reputation wasn't quite as bad as DJ's, but almost.
The next one was Donna Jean Morris 22, the chubby one of the group. She still had a lot of baby fat but big hooters and with chubby legs but had a very pretty face and stood about 5' 6" tall. Barbara Frankel, 22, an auburn haired, 5'7" tall, green eyed vixen, with medium-size breasts and a great ass.
The last girl of the group, but not least, as far as I was concerned, was Cassie Caitlin Conners (CC) 21, the spit fire of the group and Saffron's best friend. She was 5' 2" tall, with nicely formed legs, a tight little ass, with dirty blonde hair she keeps at shoulder length, and the most beautiful deep brown eyes I've ever looked into. I have had a secret crush on her for almost 7 years. She grew up just down the block from us and attended high school with my sister. She had a large 36 C's that were almost too large for her small frame. DJ always called her CC and said it was because of her initials but also because she was so small that that's how you measured her. The guys all called her" Tinkerbelle with tits". She was always the nicest of the group to me and that was fine, as far as I was concerned.
I was enjoying my last day as a youngster while I could at high school when my friend Gerald came up to me and asked me if I was going to band practice today. I told him I couldn't miss or I would not be able to play in the spring festival. That was always a big deal for the band.
I also play drums and sang lead and backup vocals in a small band we had formed when I was 15. Gerald plays keyboards and owns his own synthesizer. The other guys were in their middle to late teens and we had a great female singer named Charlie, who also played trumpet. Her real name was Charlene (Charlie) and she was now 19 years old and worked full-time as a clerk in a grocery store. We were known as the "Anheuser Wisdom", a twist on Budweiser. I came up with it and thought it was cute.
That night I spent my time in front of the computer trying to program some new software that would make it easier for me to collate my vast array of software easier. I had been working on it for about three hours when there was a knock at my door.
"Come in."
Saffron stuck her head in my basement bedroom door and said," Sammy, it's time to eat, mom said to come up now."
"Okay, I'll be right up."
I saved my work and went upstairs to the kitchen. Everyone was already seated when I took my place beside Saffron. My dad asked me what I was doing for so long downstairs, so I explained what I was doing. I don't think he understood half of it, but I explained it anyway.
"Brother, you worry me doing nothing but programming and playing your drums. You need to get out have a social life."
"What's a social life done for you, Saffron? What have you got to show for it?"
"At least I have some friends and can go out and have a good time once in a while. Do you even have a girlfriend, Sammy?"
"No, but I have goals and the future, girls just complicate things."
"You see, Dad, your son is just plain weird, tell me what other 18-year-old boy talks like that."
"I'm not 18 till tomorrow, by the way."
"Saffron, your brother just thinks more analytically than most boys his age. Believe me, the right will girl will come around knock him off his feet."
"I don't know, Dad, it's embarrassing having a geek for a brother."
Mom said," Saffron, don't call your brother a geek. It's not nice."
