This story is based on an actual event. It was previously published under another name and title on this site, but has since been removed. What follows is a shorter, slightly changed version. It still takes a while to get to the nude parts. Thanks for reading. As always, comments are encouraged. I want to tell you about something that happened involving my sister, Stacy, and me, several years ago. We had the typical brother and sister relationship until one summer while we were in college. When our vacations ended that year, we went back to the normal type relationship.
Our parents were on a one-week cruise Mom earned at work. It was for two people only so they decided to make a second honeymoon out of it. The kids had to stay home. I was the youngest, having just turned eighteen that spring. It was my last summer in high school. Mom and Dad wanted me to enjoy it. My brother joined the Marines when he graduated two years ago.
The first time I saw my sister naked, I remember my knees trembling and my throat becoming suddenly dry. Pictures of naked women abounded on my password-protected computer, of course, but to this point in my life I had not seen a real naked woman. Maybe when we were both younger, we had inadvertently seen each other but it was certainly not anything either of us remembered. Our normal childhood was just like any other. But even at a young age I do remember being aware that my sister, who I was not supposed to notice sexually, was quite a stunning creature.
This all started a few years ago. I can remember that first morning like it was yesterday. It was my sister's alarm clock that started it all. Yea, you can blame it on the alarm. I screwed my sister because of an alarm clock. It's a bit of a stretch, but you could say that alarm clock just provided the right moment; and that moment was when it went off one Saturday and she never turned the damn thing off.