Where it happened: Home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
This story is true, but the names have been changed. A few years back, my mother and father got divorced. My mother didn’t remarry until I was 15. She married a man named Bill. I didn’t really speak to him, but I knew that he had a daughter, who was only 6 months younger than me. Her name was Emily. One night, I was sitting on the couch watching a movie in the basement. My mother and Bill were away for their honeymoon. Emily came downstairs and asked if she could join me. I said yes, of course. She sat next to me, and I put my arm around her, expected her to freak out. But she didn’t. She moved in a little closer, and put her head on my lap. This aroused me a little, and she could feel it. I tried to hide it, even though she already knew. She giggled and look at me. I blushed, and she said, ‘it’s okay.’ We stared at each other, and we began to make out. To make a short story shorter, we ended up having sex in her bed. I woke up the next morning with her next to me. For the next few days our parents were away, we had sex 2-3 times a day. We still do every time we get the opportunity. So, yeah, that’s my confession.