Chapter 1
I first began seeing my younger sister Brandi in a whole new way when she was an eighth grader and I purposely hid in her room so I could watch her naked after her shower. There I was, a teenaged high school football star who suddenly found himself masturbating to the immaculate vision of a junior high girl slipping into her panties and clasping her bra around those firm little titties. Well, that's the vision I had in my head for the last few years and it was as glorious as ever until I began to hunger for more.
I'm 21 now and Brandi is 19 and she looks as good as she did back then but she's very mature in every sense. Anyway, I began to scheme up some way to see her naked again or perhaps, yes, live out the scenarios I had always dreamed we would have together. We go to the same college and our apartments are a few miles apart so we don't see each other much. I decided to invite her over for a movie when I knew my other roommate would be gone.
I sat in angst for her arrival because I knew it would just be the two of us alone with a movie. I rented 'The Brady Bunch Sequel' because it had so many incestuous overtones in it. I hoped she would catch on to my plan and feel the same way. She looked amazing when she showed up. Her fashion was the most modern college girl style: tight black lycra pants, tube top with no bra at all, and high-heeled boots to match.
She welcomed me with a tight embrace and we immediately sat down and popped in the movie. Every time it reached a part dealing with Marsha and Greg's sexual tension, she would shoot me a strange look. The movie had me quite turned on as I thought of my sister and I enjoying a reciprocal feeling of incestuous lust. When the credits began rolling, before I could even say a word, Brandi leaned across my lap to grab the telephone and proceeded to place a call while stretched across me and my couch. She then hung up the phone as nobody answered but remained face down on my midsection.