I hooked up with my teenage stepsister, Jenn, after our parents wedding last year. I was crashing at their house while they were on the honey moon. My new sister is old enough to take care of her self, but they just didn't trust her not too go crazy. They were right not to trust her, they were wrong to trust me.
I went out with some old friends, came back a little drunk. My asshole friends, just dumped me on the porch. I don't remember any of how it started, but Jenn filled in some of it. One of my friends rang to bell, she answered the door and found me babbling, curled up with a potted plant. She helped me inside, lead me to the bathroom, stripped me down, and helped me shower. (I had puked at least once) It was during the shower I started to sober and I remember some of it. She was only in her sports bra and gym shorts. She looked good, I'd been checking her out since the first time we met.
By the time the shower ended, I was hard and she was horny. I was still drunk so I didn't think anything when I ended up in her bed. I started to doze off, and thought I was dreaming when I she started to blow me. Half drunk, half asleep it's all a dream, except I know it was good. I woke up with her head on my chest, she woke soon after. She looked at me, asked how much I remembered. I said not much. She said we would just have to go again so I had something to remember. We spent the entire day together and mostly naked.
Since then we have been hooking up regularly. I live an hour away, so it's not hard to jump over on weekends, and she visits during the summers. We keep it between us and only us. Never talk about it around others, never text, never email. No pics, no vids, no evidence. Her mom doesn't trust her, and spys on her. But we play it smart.
