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Dark as Night-Dark as the grave Part 1(m/f Bro/Sis Love, incest)

I have been reading the stories on the Internet for some time now and I

think it’s time to tell my story. DISCLAIMER-This is a true story. It is a

romantic story about finding love when and where you least and never

expect it. If you are looking for a cheap saga blistering with lies and

INSTANT sex scenes - LOOK ELSEWHERE. 

The Sex in my story is the hottest of all if you are patient. 



DARK AS NIGHT-DARK AS THE GRAVE

From the diary of  Steve Cross...





I grew up in your typical broken white suburban home. My mom died when I

was 13 and my sister Alicia 11. Dad was a postal worker and spent about 12

hours a day on the job, the rest were spent at the bar. Alicia and I were

very close more out of necessity than anything else. Back in those days

(the mid 70’s) young children were not watched over as closely by society

as today.

It was not out of the ordinary for kids to be alone without supervision

unlike today.

We were pretty normal kids actually, I loved the NY Giants and NY Knicks

and The Bionic Man and she loved dolls and David Cassidy. 

She did the cooking, I did the cleaning. We both watched TV about 1000

hours a week. Despite our typical childhood differences, we played

together often. 



The boys in the neighborhood thought Alicia was pretty with her long black

hair and eyes as dark as coal. They made every excuse to come over to play

with us. I always thought of her as “one of the boys” so I never

understood why the favorite game they wanted to play with her when I

wasn’t around was always “Doctor”!



I did not understand “it” as far as girls went until after our mom died. 

Alicia was devastated by the loss and I took her in hand and got us

through it. I became her protector and nurturer. But I had much to learn

as I would find out soon enough.

A lot of older cousins were at the funeral and most of them were girls who



“felt soooooooo bad for me” they would do ANYTHING to make me feel better.

One of them, a 17 year old redhead named Susan (1st cousin) took me out to

McDonalds one afternoon afterward and said: You are acting like such a man

taking care of Alicia like this, I am so proud of you.” 

After lunch we went to her friend’s house where they had a “Twister” game.

Her friend was from Norway and was the spitting image of the blond from 

ABBA. (then the hottest group around!).

“This is Steve, my cousin” Sue introduced me to her friend who was the

same age as her.

Her name was Karen and when I saw her natural white hair and Lovely hips I

felt, for the first time in my short life, like there was a purpose for

the bulge in my pants that I got on a regular basis but never knew what

for. “My, his hair is long and luxurious, he looks older than he is” Karen

said when noticing my growing mop.  Sue turned to me ater a few minutes of

conversation and said: “Karen has a piano inside, play for us and maybe

we’ll surprise you later. I sat down and played my one composition

intently, not noticing that while I was deep in musical thought Sue pulled

out the “Twister” game and started setting it up.

“What’s up?’ I asked. “Were going to play, wanna join us. It’s more fun

that way.” “Sure” I replied. I was still not picking up any signals at

this point but then Karen said: “Steve, are you daring?” “Uuh, yeah.” I

replied cautiously.



END OF PART ONE



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DARK AS NIGHT-DARK AS THE GRAVE



From the diary of  Steve Cross...



Sue looked at me with a glossy stare and said sotto voce “ Prove it kid!”

I said with a puzzled grin “How? What can I do?”



“Take off your clothes” said Karen. “WHAT!!????” I exclaimed.



“You heard me, OFF.” “No way!” I came back stupidly. 



“We know you want to, we can see the hard-on you’ve had since you got

here.” Sue replied mockingly. It was true, my Toughskins jeans were ready

to burst at the zipper. “we only play in the nude Steve, if you want to

play 

take it off, if not, well I guess you really ARE a kid.” 

Sue said that as if that was the final word on the subject. It was the

final word becaust at this time Karen took off her tube top and let her

small tits bounce out. I almost came instantly. Then Sue, wasting no time

pulled down her shorts exposing her flame red bush. At this point I was

thunderstruck, I was REALLY seeing two girls get naked!! 

When Karen was completly nude she came toward me and put her hand on my

crotch. Sue came over and took off my shirt. I noticed the contrast in

their vaginas for the first time. Karen’s was as White as a dove.



When Karen pulled off my pants she touched my ACHING purple member. I felt

like I was having nuclear war inside my belly. Sue whispered in my ear,

“have you ever made love to a girl before?” “nnnnnnno” I stammered.

“Well, watch this!” she said and then Sue squatted down in front of Karen 

and started to lick her soaking box.



To say that I melted at that point would be setting unfair standards for

applications of heat the world over!

Karen began to twitch as Sue went to work all over her. After what seemed

like 200 years Sue gives me a long passionate kiss and says: “I want you

to do that to me.” I knelt down if front of Susan and gingerly began to

suck on her clit. As I was doing this I felt something warm and wet close

on my knob, it was Karen. She took my cock in full and began to move back

and forth. I was ready to have an embolism at his point and quickly came

and shot an enormous amount of cum into Karen’s mouth, she swallowed all

of it and turned to me and said “ Take care of her Steve. She needs it!”  

Sue was rocking back and forth as I continued the oral assault on her

crimson honeypot.

Being only 13 I was able to recover quickly enough to accommodate Sue when

she pulled me up to her face-to-face and purred: “put it inside me,

NOW!” I slid in as deep as I could go. “Ohhhh yesssssss! FUCK ME STEVE,

FUCK ME HARD!” I humped and humped with all my might as 

Karen was kissing Sue with wild abandon. 

Karen got behind me and started licking my balls as I was fucking Sue on

top with strength I never knew I had. Finally, I could take no more. 

I began to pump hot jism into Sue as she screamed “Give it to me baby,

GIVE IT TO ME!”. I fell over dead tired on the floor as Karen went over

and sucked all of my load out of Sue’s spent pussy.



Karen and Sue lay naked next to one another on the bed while I s-l-o-w-l-y

began to get dressed. “Not bad for 13 eh?” Sue spoke aloud. Karen replied

demurely: “ Steve, I hope you don’t get spoiled as you get older, always

keep a girl satisfied and she’ll come back.” 



Sue drove me back home about 5:30 that night. I could NOT stop thinking

about what happened, I lay down on the bed and began to masterbate

thinking about Karen. Just as I was wiping my shirt clean Alicia walks in.

“What happened to you this afternoon?” “Dad was pissed but I told him that

you were home doing chores so your off the hook for now, but you owe me

big brother!”. She smiled and left the room. I wondered if she saw what I

was doing and put 2 + 2 together. “Naaah” I thought. She’s still a kid.

What would she know?”



END OF PART TWO



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DARK AS NIGHT-DARK AS THE GRAVE



From the diary of  Steve Cross...



Over the next couple of years, Alicia and I stayed close. I was playing

keyboards in Progressive rock bands from when I was 14 on. Alicia was my

biggest fan. I used to play her every new piece I wrote and If she liked

it I kept it, if not, GONE.



Alicia was growing up nicely. On her 15th birthday she was a carbon copy

of  Phoebe Cates in “Fast Times At Ridgemont High”. She had the darkest,

loveliest eyes on the planet as well as full developed, sensuous curves

and long Black hair that drove guys CRAZY! All except me of course. I

still thought of her as my kid sister who had no gender. After all, we

still went to Mets games and watched STAR TREK together all the time.



I was (and still am) the spitting image of Jim Morrison of the Doors.



She started dating soon after I went steady with a girl for the first

time. 

I was always playing music so I did not have a lot of time to date. 

After a rather hot gig one night I met Linda.

Linda was a cute “Hippie Chick” who loved weed, music and sex (3 of my

favorite things) and I cared a great deal for her, or so I thought. 



Alicia’s choice of dates were at first smart, computer types from school. 

Then she started going out with “ROB.”



Rob was a “Biker”. He had a Harley motorcycle and wore Black Sabbath

T-Shirts all the time. I knew him from high school. He was a year behind

me and was a total fuck-up. I was not all that worried at first really. He

always treated me with respect and even came to a few of my gigs with his

friends. 



But when he started taking Alicia to “Biker Clubs” though,

I blew a fucking gasket. I cornered him one afternoon and bellowed in his

face:  “IF I EVER SEE HER AT ONE OF THOSE LOW-LIFE SHITHOLES AGAIN I‘LL

BLOW YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!!”



Alicia went ballistic on me when I got home later that night. She came

storming into my room while I was in bed with Linda and smacked me across

my face so hard I saw stars. “ WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU GET OFF ACTING LIKE

MY FATHER!” “DAD DOSEN’T MIND WHY THE FUCK SHOULD YOU?!” she screamed.

“Dad is not around to see what kind of asshole he is! I know, Alicia!”

 I replied firmly.

Linda beat a hasty retreat out of my room, out of the house and out of my

life. On the way out she passed my father’s room and saw Rob lying down

asleep naked on the bed. She marched back into my room and told me that

there was something I needed to see. I went inside and saw Rob and lost

it. I grabbed him and threw him out bare-assed on the lawn with his

clothes and a warning about what bodily harm I was going to cause if he

did not leave more sooner than yesterday.



I took Alicia by the arm and started yelling at her. We were all alone in

the house and the echo of our shouts reverberated around the corridors.

She was wearing a short skirt and striped blouse. Both were all crinkled

as if just recently thrown on hastily. I told her how much she meant to me

and how I wanted to see her do the right things and plenty of stuff along

those lines. She protested that she was a sexual being and an adult at 15

and she had the right to do as she pleases etc etc. 



In the midst of all this talk, she was sitting on the edge of the bed with

her legs and bare feet hanging down. I noticed white fluid running down

her left thigh. I began to flash back to my encounter with Karen and Sue

and I began to get excited. Real excited. I saw my sister for the first

time for what she really was: A sexual creature of immense beauty. My cock

began to get really hard and I started to get a fever. My stomach

disappeared and I began to breath heavily.

My beloved Alicia was dripping with come and I wanted it to be mine. 



She started crying and I went over and put my arms around her. She told me

she did not love Rob but she loved sex. I started stroking her long, dark

hair and told her there was nothing wrong with that, if it’s with someone

you 

love then it’s the greatest thing on Earth. 

She looked into my eyes and said slowly, as if coming out of a dream:

“ I love you Steve.”





END OF PART THREE



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