The Morning After. Sibling incest, all comers welcome.

[Blinkin]

Standard Disclaimer:

The gender of the player and that of the character has no relation to the other. If you are male wanting to play a female, a female wanting to play a male or a wolf wanting to play a sheep, it will have no bearing at all on my willingness to write/roleplay with you.

"Well... shit..." was the first thing that came out of his mouth as he realized where he was and considered the chain of events that had put him there; at least those that he could remember through the alcohol fueled fog of a hang-over.

It didn't help things that the sun was shining through the window, right into his bloodshot eyes, with a particularly happy seeming morning light. He supposed that it wasn't the sun's fault that he had helped to empty a nearly full bottle of bourbon the night before; the reward of having a hangover this morning; but he blamed it anyway. Why not blame the sun? That might be better than blaming himself at least.

The big question, and he was sure that he would be blamed for this one, he was certain, was what to do with the girl cuddled up against him... sleeping the sleep of the profoundly exhausted. At the time, it had seemed like a great idea, perhaps even an inspired idea... at the time. While it didn't say a lot for his state of mind or morality, he had agreed to it without too much persuasion... or had she agreed to it without too much persuasion? He really couldn't remember at that particular moment; maybe it was because of the alcohol that blurred the lines, but ultimately, that wasn't going to be an excuse that would fly any better than a winebago with wings.

Maybe it had just been the bourbon; Maybe it had been something that had been brewing under the surface for months; years? Hell, the bourbon had released the geni from the bottle... or perhaps it had just been the fact that they had been alone and lonely. Hell, he wasn't a shrink and he had already failed psychology 101, so how was he suppose to know? Did it really matter at this point? It would to her, he was absolutely certain of that, if nothing else.

Yeah, he had slept with her and they had done things that Penhouse Forums would of been happy to publish in their next issue... but he looked once again at the softly snoring form half draped over him and thought again about how good, how right that it had felt in the moment; he was positive that she had enjoyed it as well, if the "Oh God, Fuck me harder!" was any indication. Now, in the too damned bright light of morning, how was he going to live with this? Look her in the eye and not remember the sight of her naked; how she felt in his arms? There was no doubt in his mind that he wanted it to happen again, and little more doubt that while she may deny it, she would probably want it too. but fucking your sister was usually frowned on by society and even more so when it came to the family; he was absolutely positive that they would never ever accept it...but, she had such beautiful eyes and they were looking up at him now. "Well... shit." came out of those soft, kissable lips.

Please do not respond to this request in the thread. A PM would be much more appreciated.

The idea behind this scenario is to avoid the often difficult, or impossible step from siblings to lovers that seems to stymie so many people. How often have you started an incest story only to find that your partner is avoiding the first step? How often have you tried to take that step and it just never happens? Or, is it just awkward to write that first kiss or grope? This story steps right past that into the next stage; the initial event has occurred and now, you have to deal with the aftermath, the questions and the self recriminations. Do you give into the attraction again or do you try to bury it in the dark recesses of your mind? Can you look at each other without remembering how it felt to hold each other in the darkness? Are you scarred for life or looking at the love of your life? All of these and more are now open to writing and no worries over getting to the real meat of the story with a reluctant partner or a mental block. Come on, jump right into the mess and sink or swim!
Alright then, we have the basics for a long term story and lots of directions that it could go. I'm happy to discuss whatever direction you want to take it and I'm happy to take either role. The only thing that I'll ask is that you come to the table, so to speak, ready to offer some ideas, input, suggestions, plans, the schematics to the Death Star, The recipe to your grandma's famous blue berry pie,anything at all that shows me that you want to write the story with me. It would also be helpful if you had some thoughts on the character that you want to play.

In essence, I'm looking for a sweet romance between two people who know that it's wrong, but feels too right to be anything else. A rough, even rocky start and the need to hide all of it from the family, their friends and the world in general will make the relationship difficult, but if anyone can make it work, they can. So, interested? Drop me a PM!