Brother/Sister Day
Chapter 1

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, mt/Fa, Fa/Fa, Fa/ft, Ma/Ma, Ma/mt, Mult, Teenagers, Consensual, Romantic, Lesbian, Heterosexual, Incest, Mother, Son, Brother, Sister, Daughter, Rough, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Orgy, White Male, White Female, Anal Sex, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Pregnancy, Safe Sex, Voyeurism, Big Breasts,

Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 1 - My name is Robbie, Mom calls me Robert, but my sisters don't! I found a contest online, The 14th Annual Brother/Sister Day. It promotes writers and readers of Brother/Sister Porn to actually take a chance and make a move on their Brother or Sister. I have a younger sister, so here goes!

I go online multiple times a day, looking for something new to jack off to!

After reading my favorite category, namely incest, sub category Brother/Sister, I saw a notice: ‘Coming up is Brother/Sister Day’, so I clicked on it:

The 14th Annual Brother & Sister day is coming up on April 15th! It’s time to put down your smartphones and really fuck somebody!

If you have any older or younger sister it’s time to break them in! If You don’t have sisters your mother or cousin will do ... Any female blood relative will do!

Holy shit!

I kept reading and it said: Only 15 years old and over are allowed. We are not promoting Pedophilia!

I got three sisters and a mother. My dad died only two years ago leaving the rest of us alone. We were doing OK.

We have:
Mom, Sharon, 41
Sister, Tiffany 20
Sister. Emma 19
Me, Robert 16
And finally
Sister, Samantha 15

After reading about Brother and Sister Day, I immediately thought of Samantha only because she was younger than me!

Mom is built like a Hooters girl, while all my sisters weren’t nearly as top heavy.

We all have dark black hair, and April 15th was coming fast.

At the end of the link it said to post a story, and the best would win $250 in online fast food coupons.

There was a knock on my door, I turned on my screensaver, and got to see Sammie at the door.

We exchanged ‘Heys’ and she came in and sat on my bed.

“Robbie, I got a problem ... that only you can solve. Can you help me, please?”

“We’ve been helping each other for years, Sam, what is it?”

“There is a boy ... at school ... who stares at me all the time. He never talks, but he makes me nervous the way he is looking me up and down.”

“Give me his name and I’ll break his legs for you, Beautiful!”

Her giggle is quite lovely, and she said, “I don’t want his legs broken ... is there something I could say to him to make him back off?”

“That depends.”

“On what?”

“If he is doing it to upset you or if he is trying to find out if you are interested in him. Is he good looking?”

“Kinda,” she said. “Did you just call me beautiful?”

Darn it, I should have known better.

“Robbie, I asked you a question. I deserve an answer. Why did you just call me beautiful?”

I took her arm, and went to the downstairs bathroom, that had a full-length mirror on the back of the door.

“Look at yourself, Sammi. You are beautiful! You are the best of mom and dad. I have friends who wanted me to hook them up with you. You only need to wear tighter fitting clothes and every boy in our school would be all over you, including me!”

“I don’t understand, what are you saying?”

“I’m in love with you, my dear stunning sister.”

“That’s ridiculous, you can’t be in love with your own sister!”

Instead of telling her, I made a bold move, taking her by her face and kissed her.

She didn’t back off; she didn’t fight me even a little bit. I stopped after about a half minute.

She had closed her eyes and they were still closed. I saw her licking her lips and break into a smile of joy,

“It’s about damn time, Robbie,” she said, taking me by my face. She started a kiss that was 400% better than the one I started.

Mom rattling about in the kitchen, caused it to stop.

“Take me ... to school, please, Big Brother.”

It was a very quiet ride we had. She did scoot close to me, and giggled a lot.

“I’ll be right here so you can get me at 3:30, Robbie ... toodles!”

I took my car home, wondering what had exactly happened.

Once I got home, my phone went off, “This is Robert ... Go!”

“Hey little brother, this is Tiffany. What are you doing right now?”

“Funny you should ask, Tiff. I was thinking about my prettiest sister.”

“And that is... ?”

“You, of course!”

“You always were a bullshitter, Robert. The reason I asked what you were doing is that if you remember how growing up you and I would go to movies together. The final AVATAR movie opens tomorrow. Would you go with me to it? I need a good-looking guy to keep me safe from the creeps.”

“How do you know I haven’t become one of the creeps, Tiff?”

“Stop it! We went to over a hundred movies together starting when you were ten and I was fourteen. Take me, please?”

“Don’t you have a boyfriend for that kind of thing?” I asked her.

“We broke up, Robert. He was a certified narcissist. I like boys who like me. You have always been kind and reasonably good looking.”


“I bought the tickets online, which will put us near the front of the line, OK?”

“That’s awfully presumptuous of you!”

I heard her giggle, and I said, “What time, Beautiful?”

“That’s more like it,” she said. “The movie starts at 11:15, pick me up at 10:30?”

“I will do that, wear something tight, please?”

“Anything ... for my little brother, toodles!”

What do you know?

I pulled up to Sammi’s school, which used to be mine before I took the CHSPE (California High School Proficiency Examination) four months earlier, two weeks after turning sixteen. When or whether I go to college I had yet to decide.

Tiff and Emma both go to Cal Poly, probably where I would go if I could motivate myself. Mom isn’t pushing me, which helped.

Sammi had changed her long hair into pigtails as I got out and opened the door for her. What a big beautiful smile she had on her face. It was Friday.

“Buckle up, Sis!”

I screeched tires leaving the parking lot. She unbuckled and got up close next to me, taking my arm.

I took a left, causing Sam to say, “That’s not the way home.”

“I thought we would find someplace to park and make out.”

She squealed.

I found a nice place, with lots of tall trees to hide us from onlookers, just off Buchon Street.

She was looking at me wondering what was about to happen. Rather nonchalantly, we began a kiss, this time without any boundaries.

It turned into an open mouth kiss as I felt her hand drop to my lap. My left hand found a resting place over her right breast.

Our kissing didn’t stop, becoming more by the second until it stopped.

“Where did you learn to kiss like that, Sammi?”

“At a friend’s house.”

“Boy or girl?”

“Girl! You are my first boy, big brother.”

“That’s wonderful to hear,” I said.


It was Mom.

“Hey Mom, how’s it hangin’?”

She laughed for a while before asking, “Is Samantha with you?”

“Yeah, Why?”

“Her best friend Betty called to tell me she got in a boy’s car, instead of on the bus.”

“Yeah, I took her to school today and promised to pick her up afterwards.”

“So, why aren’t you home yet?”

“We parked, to talk about things,” I said.

“What kinds of things?”

“Brother – Sister things, Mom. Chill out, why don’t you?”

“Tiffany and Emma are coming over for dinner tonight.”

“Awesome, I’ll be surrounded by beautiful women, won’t I?”

“Whatever. Get home soon, OK?”

“OK, don’t worry about Sam, she’s in safe hands, Sharon!”

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