loving sister

Would you like to shag your sister?

I spent twelve years in the Navy, and sailed around the world a few times. One of the only times I never fucked a girl the first night in port, was when I was ashore one time with one of my best shipmates. We had a twenty-four hour pass, in a port in Spain. Having booked into a hotel, we went out on the beer. After several hours and quite merry, we returned to our room by ourselves. Sitting on the beds, we drank the beer we had carried back and talked. It was getting late in the night, and we started to regret not looking for some street girls. The talk got around to sex; it was then he made a confessed about himself and his sister.

“If I tell you something, will you promise to keep it just between the two of us?” He asked. “Of course you have my ward of honour, my lips are sealed.” I said not knowing what was to come. Satisfied I was a good friend and was going to keep my word, he started to tell me his deepest secret.

“Before we left for this cruse, I had a weeks leave. I wanted to surprises them, so I did not tell my parents I was coming home. My dad works as a postman, and is finished by three in the afternoon. Mum is a nurse, and works eight to five.”

“I got home just after four in the afternoon, and let myself in with my key. As I put my bag down, I heard some funny noises coming from upstairs. I crept up the stairs, to see what it was. As I got to the landing, I saw my sister’s door was open.