It was September 1986 and I was beginning my senior year in high school. The summer was becoming a distant memory. However the events of the summer still stuck to me, most notably my break-up with Gail and my father walking out on the family. While I was glad to see him gone, my sisters took his departure pretty hard. My mom acted like she didn’t care. For my sisters sake I pretended to care.
I promised myself that I would try to work things out with Gail. After all my crazy adventures over the summer, they paled in comparison to every moment that I got to spend with her. However getting the chance to work things out were not in the cards. Trisha told me that because of her mom went to rehab; she had to go live with her grandma. I was devastated.
At home I sat on my bed listening to my latest mix tape (entitled “Songs to feed my depression”) looking at pictures of how great life used to be. “Love will Tear us Apart” by Joy Division blasted through my speakers. That song became the theme of our break-up. Which meant I listened to it a lot. Not even 30 seconds after the song started I heard Trina, my 16-year-old sister yell from the other side of the door, “Not this fucking song again.”
Over the summer she went from being an awkward teen and started blossoming into a beautiful young woman. Trina had long black hair, stood 5’7, weighed about 130lbs. And if I had to guess I would say she was a B-cup.
Over the summer she went from being my nemesis and telling on me for every minor infraction every chance she got to actually being a friend. Maybe it was dad leaving that brought us closer or maybe it was the fact of my skyrocketing popularity. I wasn’t going to question it; I actually liked being her friend.
“Go away,” I yelled while trying not to sound like I was crying.
The door opened and Trina entered. She was wearing a red tank top and tight jean shorts. Her shoeless feet stomped across my red and blue carpet ending at my stereo where she hit stop on the tape deck. As she did that she asked, “Can’t you like normal music?”
“Shut-up,” I said as I tried to hold back the tears.
She then walked over to my bed, sat down next to me and gave me a hug. “It’ll be okay,” she said.
“No it won’t,” I replied.
“Sure it will,” she said as she slugged me on the shoulder.
“But I miss her.”
“Maybe if you didn’t fuck Whitney behind her back she wouldn’t have broken-up with you.”
I looked stunned.
“Everyone’s talking about it,” she said.
“Everyone” only knew part of the story. Yes, it was true that I fucked Whitney. It was also true that Gail allowed me to fuck other girls, as long as she was there (the only exception being her mom). Gail ended things with me because I fucked Whitney behind her back and lied about it afterwards. She said she couldn’t trust me and without trust she couldn’t be in a relationship with me.
“They don’t know what they’re talking about,” I said.
She stood-up, got off the bed, walked to the door and said, “The girls at school do a lot of talking about you.”
“They do?” I asked nervously. “What do they say?”
She got to the door. Instead of opening it, she locked it. Then turned around and said, “They say your thingy is huge.”
I was in shock. There were thousands of conversations that I never wanted to have with anyone in my immediate family, and this was one of them. I tried to think of something to say as she walked back toward me. She sat back down next to me and placed her hand on my jeans over my cock. At this point it started getting hard, proving that it truly has a mind of its own and doesn’t care who excites it family or otherwise.
“Please let me see what all the other girls are talking about,” she begged.
“Get out of here,” I said as I tried to push her away.
“Please,” she begged as she unbuckled my belt.
“Okay,” I said as pulled my jeans down revealing my 10 and 3/4 inch rock hard cock.
Her jaw dropped as she saw it. “Can I touch it?” she asked.
I didn’t say yes or no as she tried to wrap her hand around. In the back of my mind I thought my cock would be in her grasp for only a second, but when she started jerking me I realized it was going to go farther than I imagined.
As her hands stroked my cock she went from being my kid sister, the former bane of my existence to a beautiful sexy woman. As she spit on my cock I mumbled, “What are we doing?”
She didn’t answer. Instead her mouth touched my cock and she started sucking. The way she worked her tongue on my dick it was obvious that she had technique. As her head went up and down I wondered whom she had been with. How many boys had she fucked? The twirl of her tongue at the tip of my cock felt so good.
As she bobbed up and down I gently moved her hair away to see her smiling face.
Then I arched her upward kissed her in a non-brotherly fashion. Removed her shirt and sucked on her very erect nipples. She then grabbed my cock, slapping them against her breasts before putting my dick back in her mouth.
A few minutes later, I had her sit on my bed and then lean against the wall. Took off her skirt and panties then proceeded to lick my sister’s pussy and finger fuck her at the same time.
“That feels so good,” she moaned.
I slipped another finger in and the moaning got louder. Then I took them out and started slapping her pussy.
“Fuck me,” she cried.
I slid her down the bed. Bent down to kiss her. Spread her legs. Slapped her pussy. Then put my cock inside her. As that happened she shut eyes, screamed real loud and clutched my blanket.
“It fills my pussy,” she cried.
I bent down and kissed her again. Then I got her at the right angle where she could watch my cock enter and exit her.
“Don’t stop,” she yelled.
I then started fucking her faster and faster until she yelled, “I’m cumming,”
Her body started shaking. I took it out, got on the bed and put my cock in her mouth.
“Get it wetter,” I ordered.
Her lips on my dick felt so good. She was amazing. I then tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up at me as I whispered, “I want you to sit on it.”
She smiled and nodded her head in agreement.
I lied down on the bed. She sat on my face while sucking my cock. Eventually she stopped and stood directly above my cock while playing with her pussy. “How bad do you want my pussy big brother?” she asked.
“Badly,” I said as stroked my cock.
She sat down on my cock and slowly started riding it.
“Do you like that big brother?’
I nodded yes.
“Fuck me faster,” she ordered.
The thrusts of my cock approached warp speeds, as did the volume of her moans.
After a while in this position she climbed off. Sucked my cock then got on all fours. Before entering her I ate her pussy for a few minutes. And then put it back in.
“Faster, faster,” she yelled.
Right about then I started fingering her asshole. Less then a second later her body started shaking and she yelled, “I’m cumming.” I didn’t stop to savor the moment, instead I continued pounding away.
“I want to see you cum,” she yelled.
I took my cock out. Stood on my bed. She got on her knees. Stroked my cock until I exploded all over her face. She took my blanket, removed it and started kissing me. Then she looked at the clock and said, “Do you think you can get it up and cum again before mom gets home?”
With my cock in her hands, I realized that playing with my sister was now my new favorite activity.
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