The beginning chapter 1

This is a story of love, passion and understanding. As with my previous story, obviously the circumstances, people, and storyline are quite out there. There is quite a bit of buildup, so if your not interested go somewhere else. That being said, I hope you find as much enjoyment in reading it as I had in writing it. Without further ado, here is the story. 

First let me describe myself. My name is Joseph. I'm 6'2, I weigh a hefty 190. Most of my weight is muscle, as I have a rare genetic disorder that causes the lack of fat cells. I have dark brown hair, and brown eyes. I have never seen myself as pleasing, but as of yet I have had no complaints. I am just over 21 years old. 

Now let me describe my sister Amanda. She's 5'4, weighs about 110, and is toned. She has blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes you have ever seen. Her breasts are a modest size, as is her ass. She is about to turn 17.

Though she is very sexy, she does not receive the attention of other males in front of me. I have been known to be overly protective of my innocent little sister. I had no idea at the time that we would become far more then siblings, we would discover a love far deeper then what was meant to be. 

It all started one night with a kiss that wasn't supposed to mean anything.....

"hey joseph? Can I ask you something?" Amanda called from the bottom of the stairs. "give me 10 minutes!" I yelled as I increased my speed, trying to finish masturbating before my sister got up the stairs. "fine fine just don't be all day!" she yelled back. Knowing I wouldn't have long until she got curious of what was taking me so long, I decided it was better if I quit now even though I would be in a bad mood because of it. I pulled my boxers and my shorts up and made my way down the stairs. 

"what did you need?" I said. "do you know where my dress went? I have to get ready to be a brides maid in 4 hours!" I decided to help her to find her dress. It took 2 hours, so by the time we actually found it I needed to get myself ready too. So I went into my bedroom and half assed my so called attempt at becoming decent to go and watch my cousin marry a total duche bag. Almost as soon As I was dressed I heard a knock on my door. "come in" I yelled. In stepped my sister. Now I'm not a pervert, but I was definitely feeling the "effects" of her dress. It was a flowing blue gown with a cut from the bottom by her left leg that traveled up to just above her knee, and it was a strapless to boot. I forced my moth closed and listened as she asked her question. 
"can I as you a favor bro?"
"yea what do you need?"
"well, my boyfriend wants to kiss me tonight for the first time... I was wondering if you could help me figure out... You know, how to kiss him?"
"uh sis, there's only one way to teach how to kiss. And that's to kiss."
"Will you show me or not?"
"..... Well I guess."

That's where it began. After we had discussed what we were going to do, we (mostly her) decided that she needed to learn to French kiss. We sat down on my bed and began to lean into eachother. As we made contact, she put her hand on mine, which I then grabbed. Her tongue was the first to move, slipping between my lips and testing the water. As soon as our tongues touched, a volt of ...


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