I’m in love with my sister, and I’m serious. This is not some i***** p*** thing. I love her. I want to marry her and have a future with her. My sister’s name is Lisa and she is four years older than me. It’s just the two of us no other siblings.
My feelings towards my sister began to change when I turned 14, she being 18, and I started getting attracted to girls. Sure I had my eye on the girls at school, but none did to me inside and out like what my sister did. I was hooked on her. On a cold new year’s night, as the whole family celebrated, Lisa and I snuck away. I told I had something urgent to share with her. I was nervous, but professed my love of her.
She was shocked, repulsed, and wanted to leave the scene. I tried to kiss her, but she dodged me and slapped me across the face. She stomped away in anger. I was saddened, the girl of my dreams was gone.
At around 3am, as everyone was asleep, my sister Lisa came into my bedroom, woke me up, and apologized for making me feel bad for confessing my true feelings. I sat up and told her that I meant every word. She let me know that my love for her can never be realized. I leaned in and kissed her. She shook her head, but I kissed her again and this time we ended up making out. Eventually we laid on the bed and undressed. Before long my sister and I were making love. It was everything I thought it would be.
Lisa and I would end up doing this several times over the years. Although we both are now married with children, we both know who are true love is. A forbidden love.
Lisa and I still make love and spend time in each other’s arms. I just wish we could be married and happy. I really love my older sister, Lisa. Always my true love!