. wrong. This story is in some ways a sea story, aboard EROS right? So I should start it as a sea story should start. Here goes.This ain’t no shit! ...There! See, you’re hooked already and you know it’s a real sea story about to unfold, because of that preamble, “This ain’t no shit!”. Fairy tales start “Once upon a time” and we got fairies here too. The worst fucking boring stories begin with “As I look back over the years”. You hear that? Run, don’t walk, skedaddle out of there before you brain. " You're not a girl, Mo, you're every inch a woman."I glanced around, saw no one else in the area. "Better to get moving again," I said.Mo nodded and began to jog in that graceful manner she had. I followed her so as to admire that lovely rear and tried to see if my semen would run down her leg. It didn't.Of course many other events occurred during this time, but I wish to remind the reader that we are only concerned with my sexual exploits and not my daily activities except for those that. First, she was my sister for Christ sake. If any other girl had asked, it would have been a no-brainer. I would have jumped at the deal, but this was different. Second, what if our parents found out? I didn't want to think about this. Of course, I wasn't going to tell them, and neither would s*s. Third, can you go to jail for messing around with your sister? I'd never had a reason to consider this question up till now. Of course, that only mattered if mom and dad didn't kill us first. Fourth,. Finally, though, we both managed to convince him to go home and have an early night. I told him I’d catch him later and Michael walked him to the door, and he went on his way… finally. When Michael returned, he already had his fly undone and sat down opposite me on the outdoor three-seater couch and pulled out his already semi-hard cock. He started stroking it slowly.I got up and walked over to sit beside him. Unzipping and unbuttoning my own jeans and pulling out my own cock which was now hard.