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Houseguests 1: Our Taboo Memories
I love my stepbrother Willis but I hadn’t realized how much I missed him. In town for our 25-year high school reunion, memories come flooding back. Taboo memories.
Willis was the one who took my virginity when I was 18 and now I can’t stop thinking about that amazing summer we had!
It gets me thinking: wouldn’t he be the perfect choice to pop my adopted daughter’s cherry? This is what is going through my mind as I rekindle my forbidden love with my brother in the gazebo.
And then I tell him about the special lesbian relationship I have with my daughter. Maybe we could make this a family affair…
On the living room couch was my daughter. The 18-year-old was sound asleep, sprawled on the sofa with her legs wide and her arms above her head. She was wearing butt-hugging shorts and a halter top which made it obvious she didn’t have a bra underneath.
And my brother was staring at her.
I couldn’t blame him, Blair was gorgeous. Not only was her figure absolutely flawless, with hips which were only beginning to flare out and breasts that were small and perky. It was a foregone conclusion that she had a lifetime of breaking hearts ahead of her.
Being gorgeous, nice, and sexy was a deadly combination and nobody would ever be able to deny her anything.
I craned my neck until my mouth was next to Willis’s ear. “Does it make you hard to look at your niece?”
His head whipped toward me with shock. When he saw the impish grin on my face, he shook his head and smiled.
“Dang, sis. You haven’t changed.”
“I suppose not.”
“She’s hot, isn’t she?”
“She must be driving the boys wild.”
“Not just the boys,” I said.
I nodded. “So you haven’t answered my question, big brother. Are you getting hard looking at my little girl?”
“Let me see.”