The following fictional story is being reposted by Mr Double. If you are the author of this story and would like to receive proper recognition (an Author's Page at my website), contact me at mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Dark as Night-Dark as the grave Part 1(m/f Bro/Sis Love, incest) I have been reading the stories on the Internet for some time now and I think it’s time to tell my story. DISCLAIMER-This is a true story. It is a romantic story about finding love when and where you least and never expect it. If you are looking for a cheap saga blistering with lies and INSTANT sex scenes - LOOK ELSEWHERE. The Sex in my story is the hottest of all if you are patient. DARK AS NIGHT-DARK AS THE GRAVE From the diary of Steve Cross... I grew up in your typical broken white suburban home. My mom died when I was 13 and my sister Alicia 11. Dad was a postal worker and spent about 12 hours a day on the job, the rest were spent at the bar. Alicia and I were very close more out of necessity than anything else. Back in those days (the mid 70’s) young children were not watched over as closely by society as today. It was not out of the ordinary for kids to be alone without supervision unlike today. We were pretty normal kids actually, I loved the NY Giants and NY Knicks and The Bionic Man and she loved dolls and David Cassidy. She did the cooking, I did the cleaning. We both watched TV about 1000 hours a week. Despite our typical childhood differences, we played together often. The boys in the neighborhood thought Alicia was pretty with her long black hair and eyes as dark as coal. They made every excuse to come over to play with us. I always thought of her as “one of the boys” so I never understood why the favorite game they wanted to play with her when I wasn’t around was always “Doctor”! I did not understand “it” as far as girls went until after our mom died. Alicia was devastated by the loss and I took her in hand and got us through it. I became her protector and nurturer. But I had much to learn as I would find out soon enough. A lot of older cousins were at the funeral and most of them were girls who “felt soooooooo bad for me” they would do ANYTHING to make me feel better. One of them, a 17 year old redhead named Susan (1st cousin) took me out to McDonalds one afternoon afterward and said: You are acting like such a man taking care of Alicia like this, I am so proud of you.” After lunch we went to her friend’s house where they had a “Twister” game. Her friend was from Norway and was the spitting image of the blond from ABBA. (then the hottest group around!). “This is Steve, my cousin” Sue introduced me to her friend who was the same age as her. Her name was Karen and when I saw her natural white hair and Lovely hips I felt, for the first time in my short life, like there was a purpose for the bulge in my pants that I got on a regular basis but never knew what for. “My, his hair is long and luxurious, he looks older than he is” Karen said when noticing my growing mop. Sue turned to me ater a few minutes of conversation and said: “Karen has a piano inside, play for us and maybe we’ll surprise you later. I sat down and played my one composition intently, not noticing that while I was deep in musical thought Sue pulled out the “Twister” game and started setting it up. “What’s up?’ I asked. “Were going to play, wanna join us. It’s more fun that way.” “Sure” I replied. I was still not picking up any signals at this point but then Karen said: “Steve, are you daring?” “Uuh, yeah.” I replied cautiously. END OF PART ONE If you enjoy this, feel free to let me know. If not, sorry. DARK AS NIGHT-DARK AS THE GRAVE From the diary of Steve Cross... Sue looked at me with a glossy stare and said sotto voce “ Prove it kid!” I said with a puzzled grin “How? What can I do?” “Take off your clothes” said Karen. “WHAT!!????” I exclaimed. “You heard me, OFF.” “No way!” I came back stupidly. “We know you want to, we can see the hard-on you’ve had since you got here.” Sue replied mockingly. It was true, my Toughskins jeans were ready to burst at the zipper. “we only play in the nude Steve, if you want to play take it off, if not, well I guess you really ARE a kid.” Sue said that as if that was the final word on the subject. It was the final word becaust at this time Karen took off her tube top and let her small tits bounce out. I almost came instantly. Then Sue, wasting no time pulled down her shorts exposing her flame red bush. At this point I was thunderstruck, I was REALLY seeing two girls get naked!! When Karen was completly nude she came toward me and put her hand on my crotch. Sue came over and took off my shirt. I noticed the contrast in their vaginas for the first time. Karen’s was as White as a dove. When Karen pulled off my pants she touched my ACHING purple member. I felt like I was having nuclear war inside my belly. Sue whispered in my ear, “have you ever made love to a girl before?” “nnnnnnno” I stammered. “Well, watch this!” she said and then Sue squatted down in front of Karen and started to lick her soaking box. To say that I melted at that point would be setting unfair standards for applications of heat the world over! Karen began to twitch as Sue went to work all over her. After what seemed like 200 years Sue gives me a long passionate kiss and says: “I want you to do that to me.” I knelt down if front of Susan and gingerly began to suck on her clit. As I was doing this I felt something warm and wet close on my knob, it was Karen. She took my cock in full and began to move back and forth. I was ready to have an embolism at his point and quickly came and shot an enormous amount of cum into Karen’s mouth, she swallowed all of it and turned to me and said “ Take care of her Steve. She needs it!” Sue was rocking back and forth as I continued the oral assault on her crimson honeypot. Being only 13 I was able to recover quickly enough to accommodate Sue when she pulled me up to her face-to-face and purred: “put it inside me, NOW!” I slid in as deep as I could go. “Ohhhh yesssssss! FUCK ME STEVE, FUCK ME HARD!” I humped and humped with all my might as Karen was kissing Sue with wild abandon. Karen got behind me and started licking my balls as I was fucking Sue on top with strength I never knew I had. Finally, I could take no more. I began to pump hot jism into Sue as she screamed “Give it to me baby, GIVE IT TO ME!”. I fell over dead tired on the floor as Karen went over and sucked all of my load out of Sue’s spent pussy. Karen and Sue lay naked next to one another on the bed while I s-l-o-w-l-y began to get dressed. “Not bad for 13 eh?” Sue spoke aloud. Karen replied demurely: “ Steve, I hope you don’t get spoiled as you get older, always keep a girl satisfied and she’ll come back.” Sue drove me back home about 5:30 that night. I could NOT stop thinking about what happened, I lay down on the bed and began to masterbate thinking about Karen. Just as I was wiping my shirt clean Alicia walks in. “What happened to you this afternoon?” “Dad was pissed but I told him that you were home doing chores so your off the hook for now, but you owe me big brother!”. She smiled and left the room. I wondered if she saw what I was doing and put 2 + 2 together. “Naaah” I thought. She’s still a kid. What would she know?” END OF PART TWO If you enjoy this, feel free to let me know. If not, sorry. DARK AS NIGHT-DARK AS THE GRAVE From the diary of Steve Cross... Over the next couple of years, Alicia and I stayed close. I was playing keyboards in Progressive rock bands from when I was 14 on. Alicia was my biggest fan. I used to play her every new piece I wrote and If she liked it I kept it, if not, GONE. Alicia was growing up nicely. On her 15th birthday she was a carbon copy of Phoebe Cates in “Fast Times At Ridgemont High”. She had the darkest, loveliest eyes on the planet as well as full developed, sensuous curves and long Black hair that drove guys CRAZY! All except me of course. I still thought of her as my kid sister who had no gender. After all, we still went to Mets games and watched STAR TREK together all the time. I was (and still am) the spitting image of Jim Morrison of the Doors. She started dating soon after I went steady with a girl for the first time. I was always playing music so I did not have a lot of time to date. After a rather hot gig one night I met Linda. Linda was a cute “Hippie Chick” who loved weed, music and sex (3 of my favorite things) and I cared a great deal for her, or so I thought. Alicia’s choice of dates were at first smart, computer types from school. Then she started going out with “ROB.” Rob was a “Biker”. He had a Harley motorcycle and wore Black Sabbath T-Shirts all the time. I knew him from high school. He was a year behind me and was a total fuck-up. I was not all that worried at first really. He always treated me with respect and even came to a few of my gigs with his friends. But when he started taking Alicia to “Biker Clubs” though, I blew a fucking gasket. I cornered him one afternoon and bellowed in his face: “IF I EVER SEE HER AT ONE OF THOSE LOW-LIFE SHITHOLES AGAIN I‘LL BLOW YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!!” Alicia went ballistic on me when I got home later that night. She came storming into my room while I was in bed with Linda and smacked me across my face so hard I saw stars. “ WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU GET OFF ACTING LIKE MY FATHER!” “DAD DOSEN’T MIND WHY THE FUCK SHOULD YOU?!” she screamed. “Dad is not around to see what kind of asshole he is! I know, Alicia!” I replied firmly. Linda beat a hasty retreat out of my room, out of the house and out of my life. On the way out she passed my father’s room and saw Rob lying down asleep naked on the bed. She marched back into my room and told me that there was something I needed to see. I went inside and saw Rob and lost it. I grabbed him and threw him out bare-assed on the lawn with his clothes and a warning about what bodily harm I was going to cause if he did not leave more sooner than yesterday. I took Alicia by the arm and started yelling at her. We were all alone in the house and the echo of our shouts reverberated around the corridors. She was wearing a short skirt and striped blouse. Both were all crinkled as if just recently thrown on hastily. I told her how much she meant to me and how I wanted to see her do the right things and plenty of stuff along those lines. She protested that she was a sexual being and an adult at 15 and she had the right to do as she pleases etc etc. In the midst of all this talk, she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs and bare feet hanging down. I noticed white fluid running down her left thigh. I began to flash back to my encounter with Karen and Sue and I began to get excited. Real excited. I saw my sister for the first time for what she really was: A sexual creature of immense beauty. My cock began to get really hard and I started to get a fever. My stomach disappeared and I began to breath heavily. My beloved Alicia was dripping with come and I wanted it to be mine. She started crying and I went over and put my arms around her. She told me she did not love Rob but she loved sex. I started stroking her long, dark hair and told her there was nothing wrong with that, if it’s with someone you love then it’s the greatest thing on Earth. She looked into my eyes and said slowly, as if coming out of a dream: “ I love you Steve.” END OF PART THREE If you enjoy this, feel free to let me know. If not, sorry.