OUR SISTER THE MAN (f/Futa/b incest?)

You wont believe this but I found this story I wrote several years ago. I think there are three parts. Need to find the others. I have NOT done any true correcting or rewriting in my current style. This should show you my progress (?) in writing. I'm not happy with the first person view, but that's what I wrote back then. And is it incest with a step sibling? Anyway, enjoy. I will try and post the other parts asap.

OUR SISTER, THE MAN!

OUR STORY

I was part of a broken home. My Mom and Dad divorced when my sister Kathy and me were only seven. Kathy and I are twins, although we look nothing like each other. She is five two and about 80 lbs. I’m five four, 130 lbs. She is redheaded and I’m brown. Oh well. When we were thirteen, Mom married George who had a daughter, Tina. Tina was fifteen, five eight and rather skinny. Kathy and I were a little spooked by the older sibling. She was aloof and a bit cold. When they moved into our house we only had three bedrooms so the girls slept together and I had my own room, with Mom and George having their own. Tina bitched about the arrangements. I would rather sleep with my sister since we slept a lot together after Mom and Dad divorced. I said so but Mom quashed that idea right away.

And since Tina was older, she was the babysitter for Kathy and me when Mom and George went out. And she was a real pain. Making Kathy and me do all sorts of things including cleaning the house, dishes, whatever. Neither Kathy nor me liked Tina very much.

A year passed. One day Kathy and I were walking home from school and she turned to me.

“Hey Brian, Tina is really hiding something.”

“What? What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, she locks the bathroom door all the time and never dresses in front of me.”

I shrugged. “So? I don’t dress in front of you either.”

“But you’re a boy. I dress with the girls in gym class. And even though we are step sisters, I’d think she’d dress with me. I have never seen her naked.”

“Well, who cares? I haven’t either and hope I never do. She’s so mean she’s probably a witch or something.”

“No she’s not. She’s messed up is all. Like we were when Mom and Dad divorced. She lost her mother when she was only five. At least Dad didn’t die.”

“Whatever. All I know is she’s pretty mean to us. And it’s not fair. We were in the house first. She acts like she deserves our house.”

“Brian, just be patient. She’s older than us. She’ll move out and we’ll be alone again.”

“Yeah, peace and quiet!” Kathy giggled and we walked to the house.

Upon entering, we heard a moaning. Kathy turned to me and put her finger to her mouth. We snuck in and I softly closed the front door. Kathy and I followed the sound into the family room. We stopped in the doorway and our jaws hit the floor. Tina was naked, her tits bigger than I thought, j