I'm a 34 year old SWM. My parents got divorced when I was 4 yrs old. Both of my parents recieved joint custudy, but I lived with my mother. 8 years later, my father was remarried with two new kids, a boy and a girl, The girl of course, is my half sister. She's a 22 year old, brunette, and we've had sexual relationship for nearly 2 1/2 years.

Since I'm 12 years older than my sister, it was only recently that I became sexually attracted to her. After all, she was only 10 when I graduated from college. Growing up, we only saw each other during hollidays and special events, so we never really had a close brother/sister relationship. In fact, I knew that when she was younger, she had a slight crush on me. Although I always knew she was a very pretty girl, it wasn't until she was about 16 or 17 that I really began to notice what a real "piece of ass" she was. My male buddies would always tell me how hot she was, and would always stare at her every chance they got, which of course got their girlfriends/wives very pissed. In college, she even entered, and won a wet T-shirt/bikini contest during spring break, which should also give you a good idea of how hot she is. She is so hot in fact, that she actually got a job dancing at a very up-scale club during summer recess. This of course got both sides of the family very upset, and they strongly dissaproved of it. I however was fascinated by the news, and actually went to see her dance. I got so turned on watching her, that I finally realized just how much I wanted her. That night, I fantasized about her while masturbating. I watched her dance every night for several weeks. All the time getting more desperate for her. As I said, the family was very upset at her, and she actually moved out and was staying with friends. After hearing this, I decided to offer her the opportunity to move in with me, till she got something for herself. So I invited her to lunch, Just the thought of meeting her for lunch gave me a hard on. I spent a lot of time thinking about what I was going to say to her, could I convince her to move in with me. Here was a golden opportunity to get real close to her. After all, I had a nice apartment, and while everyone else was against her, I was supporting her. Surprisingly, she quickly accepted my offer and moved right in.

It's hard for me to describe just how much I wanted her, I lusted after her. I got hard everytime I saw her, or even thought of her. I wanted to feel her, smell her. I saw her more as a woman than a sister. Even though we had the same father, she looked more like her mother, and this helped.But I was fully aware of our blood tie, and I didn't care. I still wanted to have sex with her. I got that feeling in the pit of my stomach every time I saw her. God, she was hot! I did all the things most guys would do if they had the opportunity. Yes, I went through her room and bathroom looking for worn cloths. I loved looking at her panties, I would volunteer to do the wash because I loved handling her panties, bra's etc. she wore Hanes :) I did indeed smell her worn panties, shirts etc. Since she often worked nights, I did jack off with a pair of her panties while lying on her bed. I also knew she often used a vibrator, and I used to quietly listen to it humming outside her door. I wished I could watch her. Due to my constant hard on's when around her, I hardly ever wore anything tight in her precence. Yet she had no qualms about walking around half naked in front of me. She often wore a t-shirt and panties around the house. You can imagine how many times I saw at her v, her ass, legs, flat stomach, and tits Mmmmmm. Somethimes you could see her nipples through her shirt, God that drove me wild. My obsession with her was getting worse and worse. I eventually lost all interest in other women. I stopped dating entirely, I only wanted her.

Finally I decided to see if I could get anywhere with her. I thought we had a very good relationship. We did a lot of things toghether including some double dating, and all her friends told me how much she enjoyed living with me. So I began to give little hints as to my feelings towards her. I started by kissing her forehead whenever I could. For instance, I would kiss her forehead when I saw her in the morning, or when saying goodnight, hello or goodbye. Little short pecks at first, but then a little longer and then giving her a little hub along with the kiss. Again she didn't seem to mind the kisses and usually semed quite pleased by my attention. Again, I never let her see me too exposed, always wearing baggy shorts, pants or a long robe in her presence. It was when I decided to let her see my arousal, that something finally happened.

I had to act on my feelings. but, I also didn't want to offend her either. So I decided that if anything was going to happen, she would have to initiate or show interest before I would proceed. One morning I decided to let her see my hard on. I decided to wear only my jockey shorts and when I came into contact with her, I would let her see my enivitable arousal. One morning, she was in the kitchen drinking coffee, dressed in her usual t-shirt and panties. As I approached her my dick began to get hard. I put my hands on her hips and gave her a loving kiss on her forehead. My cock was now almost fully erect and was sticking out from underneath my shorts. I actually felt it brush against her stomach when I kissed her. She couldn't help but notice it, and when I looked at her, I noticed that she was looking down at my crotch, and I remebered how she nervously cleared her throat a few times. I didn't know what she was going to do, or say. Was she aroused, embarrased, or repulsed. I tried to act casual, and while standing next to her, I started making my own cup of coffee. Then I went to the kitchen table, then turned back around so she could get a clear view. As I turned, I saw her eyes immediately glance down at my crotch. I just stood there in front of her with my bulging cock. Finally she pointed at my cock and said "Are you trying to tell me something"? I simlpy responded, yes. At this point my pulse was racing and my legs were actually shaking. What was she going to do or say next. -Oh God thats disgusting!- or you sick pervert! etc or would she be flattered, but uninterested. It seemed like an eternity, but to my surprise and delight, she said, "come here" As I came to her, she just reached down and began to trace the outline of my erection with her fingers, she had beautiful manicured hands with red fingernails. Over-whelmed with passion, I just hugged her, Thats right, I hugged her. I couln't help it. I squeezed her and told her just how much I wanted her.

Yet I still didn't actualy know if she was going to let me have sex with her. However something happened to change this. After I hugged her, I looked her in the eys while I placed my hand on her ass. I was going to ask her if I she would let me have her, but just as my hands reached her ass, and even before I could say anything, she lifted her arms straight up into the air. She must have though I was going to remove her shirt, this was a clear sign that she wanted to have sex. Realizing this, I once again hugged her. Kissing her forehead. cheek, neck, and shoulder. This time I did begin to lift up her shirt, and she once again lifted her arms. I'll never forget the sight of her long hair all messed up as her shirt came off. her hair of course smelled terrific. I immediately noticed that her nipples were hard and very erect.