Kevin and I met in high school back in 2010. He was transferred to our school where I was schooling, and when he came, I gave him a warm welcome even without knowing him.
He was a very cute and handsome guy. And he had no friends since he didn’t know anyone, so I became his friend. After a short period of time, he sent me a letter to let me know how grateful he was to me for offering him friendship and for being there for him.
If he got sick, I was the one who knew first. If he had any kind of problems, he would share them with me. We became very close to each other until one day he wrote me a letter to express his feelings towards me.
He said he was falling in love with me. We were very young back then I didn’t understand the full meaning of love. My mom, on the other hand, was very strict and against me having a boyfriend while I was still in school. I also felt the same feeling towards him but I never understood whether what I was feeling was love.
So because of my situation with my mom, I never agreed to be Kevin’s girlfriend. I told him I could only continue being his friend and nothing more. That never affected our friendship and so we continued being friends.
Then it came some girls who were into Kevin and he seemed not interested in them. They were furious with me because they could see how close I was to Kevin. They thought we were dating but we were just good friends.
So because Kevin was ignoring them they were against me and actually, we became enemies. We never talked. It was none of my business to make them understand that nothing was going on between me and Kevin. And it never bothered me even after we became enemies with them. There is no way someone can force a man to love them.
Later we did our final examination, and I never saw Kevin again after the exams. After 10years, I was able to get in touch with Kevin. Now he was a grown man, and I was a grown woman so we could talk the same language now.
So now I was able to realize what we felt for each was a true feeling. I invited him to my apartment we made dinner together and we ate. We accompanied with a red sweet wine. We were able to catch up with stories that happened back in school. Actually that night it was just story-telling. It was awesome.
So we went to my bedroom very late almost in the morning. Stories were a lot to tell but it was worth catching up. I was yearning to kiss him. It was obvious we missed each other. Kevin was kind of shy to start kissing me. So I decided to start kissing him and he responded. We kissed passionately, something that had not experienced for those 10years. It was my best feeling ever.
I shoved my hands on his pants and took out his dick. This made me want him even more. He has this huge and long dick. When I touched him it was the hardest dick I ever came across. He was fully erect, his dick was stiff, swollen and sticking up. I felt how attached he was to me. It was obvious the feelings he had for me never went away.
We romanced for like an hour and it felt like we were romancing for all the lost years. Then I sat on him and shoved his dick inside my pussy then I started riding him. Wow, ever since I knew sex, never felt this good riding a dick. He allowed me to give it all to him. He released his load in me. Then he pressed me into a missionary position and inserted his fingers into my pussy. Even after releasing his dick was still very hard and stiff.
He then shoved his dick into my pussy. He gave me a pounding as he kissed me all over as he also sucked my boobs. It felt like I was in my own world. He released in me again. This time we climaxed at the same time. We had missed each other for sure. We both enjoyed it.
I was feeling he was the man I needed but shockingly after we fucked, he told me he had something to tell me. He said he was wondering how to tell me, but he thought it was the right time to say it. He told me that his mom told him that we shared the same father. So he is my brother. I was shocked by the news.
“But why didn’t he tell me before we fucked, and he knew all along I’m his sister?” I asked myself.
It was not time for regret it has happened. So I asked him to fuck me one last fuck and then I will try to forget about how I felt about him. It was not easy and it’s not easy up to now because whenever I see him I want to have sex with him.