Even though it had been quite some time ago, I can still remember that morning when I slowly opened my eyes and saw a beautiful girl sleeping beside me. Her long dark hair formed the perfect frame for her soft pale skin. Sometime during the night, a few stray strands had fallen down over her pretty face and were now partially covering her lovely eyes. Very carefully I reached over and gently brushed the curls aside, taking care not to wake her. I noticed that she slept with her mouth partially open, which meant that her pearly white teeth were framed by her full luscious lips, lips that I had loved kissing just a few hours earlier. Even though she was sound asleep, the corners of her lips seemed to curl up in a slight smile, as if she was remembering some happy memory. Was I a part of that memory? Her soft juicy nipples that sat atop her large breasts like a cowboy riding a horse on a lazy Sunday afternoon were slowly raising and falling in perfect rhythm with her breathing. As I lay there watching them, I realized just how lucky I was to have her. Unable to take my eyes off her as she lay there so relaxed, brought back memories of the first time we were together.
I still remember our relationship back then before she left the house. We never had a brother-sister like relationship. Thinking back, I realized that we never used to talk much. She was busy in her world and me in mine. She is eight years older than me so our age gap was also one of the reasons we didn't interact much. I hate to admit it, but I was kind of happy when she left the house to live her independent life.
I was sixteen and Mom and Dad were planning our vacation. They were planning on me going with them but I had recently met with an accident. My arm was fractured but it was not serious. I was recovering at a fast rate and it was almost healed. For some reason I didn’t want to go with them that year and being the typical teenager, I felt that I was old enough to stay home by myself, but mother was not convinced. Realizing that I needed a better excuse not to accompany them, I tried to convince her go without me by telling her that it would be a great time for them to spend some time alone. I was old enough to take care of myself but she wouldn't listen. Finally she suggested the one condition that if I would agree to, she would allow me not to go with them.
"You have to stay with your sister. Only then will I think about going for a vacation," Mom said. Even though I disliked the idea of staying at my sister's house, I had no other option. Little did I know then how her suggestion would change my life.
The big day finally arrived. I got in the car while Dad adjusted the bags to fit in the trunk. They decided to drop me at my sister's house before leaving for the airport. Mom was the last one out of the house and we left as soon as she got in the car. After a few minutes of driving we finally arrived at her house. I still couldn't believe myself for being in this situation of having to stay with my sister as Mom and I walked up the sidewalk towards her home. Standing on her doorstep, I was looking around at the well kept yard when I heard the sound of a door being opened. Turning back towards the open door, the sight that assailed my unbelieving eyes was much prettier then any lawn or flowers could ever be. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
"Oh boy!" I silently gasped as I looked at the women standing in front of me. At that moment I knew that Mom had made the best decision possible for me. I thanked my lucky stars that she had insisted that I agree to her terms. There she was, Jessica, my sister. When she had left the house a few years earlier, she was a girl, but now she was a woman. Even though she was my sister, I couldn’t help but notice that she had curves like an hour glass. She invited us in but Mom and Dad were already late so they decided to leave.
"Don’t trouble your Sis…ok?," Mom said, looking back over her shoulder as she headed back out to the car.
"Okay Mom!," I said, feeling embarrassed because I felt that I was mature enough now that she shouldn’t have to remind me of that. I waved goodbye to her and Dad as they left for the airport. Picking up my luggage I entered the house as Jessica stepped aside. Closing the door behind me, she guided me into her spacious living room.
“Why don’t you set your luggage down there?,” She said indicating the corner of a large comfortable looking couch. “Then have a seat on the couch and make yourself comfortable. While you are here, I want you to feel that my home is your home,” She said, smiling at me.
As she sat down in a big easy chair in front of me, I couldn’t help but once again notice her curvaceous body. I was no saint so I had the typical teenage guy’s knowledge of the sizes of a woman’s assets.. She was now 24 years old, and obviously her parts have fully grown into a very sexy body. Looking at the way the top was hugging her boobs, I decided that she must have D-size boobs (which is my favorite size). Her ass complimented the rest of her body and was so perfectly shaped I secretly wanted to know how big her cheeks were.
"I am just admiring her. There's nothing wrong in that," I thought to myself. Even though it was wrong on my part to think of my sister in such a sexual way, I knew she would have liked my compliments, if she had known what I was thinking about her.
“So how is high school?," She asked. I heard her question but I was so engrossed in my thoughts about her that it took a long time to regain my senses and answer.
“Everything is great,” I replied, mentally shaking myself. I realized that I needed to stop thinking about her that way and pay attention to what she was saying, or she might suspect that something was wrong. I sure didn’t want that to happen.
We continued sitting there and chatting for a while as we brought each other up to date on our lives. She seemed very interested in what I was doing and asked if I was involved in any sports or activities. I soon realized that she had the ability to put a person at ease, and before I knew it I was telling her about everything that had happened since she left home.
Time seemed to fly by and it wasn’t long until she said. “I don’t know about you, but I’m getting hungry. I bet that you are too.”
“Yes I am. A little bit anyway,” I replied hesitantly, still not totally sure of myself.
“Oh come on. A big guy like you has to be starving by now,” She replied, laughing as she got up from her chair. “Dinner has been cooking and should be about ready by now, so if you will come with me to the dinning room we can have our dinner."
Holding out her hand for me, she waited as I rose from the couch and took hold of her outstretched hand. As she led me into her dinning room, the first thing I noticed was her large solid oak dinning table. In a glass cabinet along one wall I could see a set of fine china, so it was obvious to me that she had done okay since leaving home. Somehow this thought was a comfort to me.
“You sure do have a lovely home,” I said, as I stood in the archway looking around the room.
“Thank you,” She said with a smile giving my hand a little squeeze. “It’s comfortable and I like it. If you will have a seat, I’ll get our meal.” She said, letting go of my hand.
“Is there anything I can do to help?,” I asked.
“Thanks for the help but everything is ready. Just have a seat anywhere,” She said indicating the high backed chairs along the table. “I’ll only be a moment.” As she hurried out into the kitchen, she hesitated a moment and glancing back over her shoulder, she said with a chuckle. “Actually you can help me clear off the table when we are finished eating.”
In only a few moments she had everything on the table. She kept up a lively conversation as she moved from the kitchen to the dinning room, and I have to admit that I never took my eyes off her. She had a way of moving that while very graceful, was also very sexy, and I couldn’t help but notice how her hips seemed to sway slightly as she walked. As she was serving the food on my plate I was getting very uncomfortable. Thankfully I was sitting down at the table so she couldn’t see what was happening, but I was getting a raging boner. My underwear was becoming tight and I was really getting uncomfortable sitting in front of her.
“Okay brother, dig in. Don’t be bashful,” She said giving me a little smile. She seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening or the effect she was having on me. I was thankful for that, because I think that I would have died if she had known about my thoughts, or how I was afraid that my pants were about to burst open from the pressure being applied against them. Neither of us seemed in a hurry to finish our meal. I think that both of us were enjoying sitting there talking as we continued to get to know each other better then we ever had in the past. I guess I was hungrier then I thought I was, but finally I had to push away from the table. She kept wanting to know if I wanted anything else, until I finally managed convince her that I’d burst if I ate any more. This seemed to please her.
After having our lunch Jessica said. “Do you want to help me clean off the table, I’d sure appreciate it.”
“After all I ate, I’m not sure I can,” I said grinning at her.
“Thank you, for that nice compliment.” Her whole face seemed to light up when I told her that. I suddenly realized that I wasn’t the only one that had been a little uneasy about our arrangement while Mom and Dad were away on vacation. She didn’t know me any better then I knew her, so it occurred to me that probably she wouldn’t know how I’d react or how she should treat me. As I helped her carry things back into the kitchen, I promised myself that I’d do whatever I could to make her realize that I was just her brother and didn’t expect any special treatment while I was there with her. If only I knew then what was in my future, I might not have been so quick to promise myself that.It didn’t take the both of us long to get everything put away.
“Thanks for help bro . Now, I suppose you would like to know where you will be sleeping,” She said. Maybe it was because I now had a full stomach or maybe I was just feeling very relaxed in her company, I don’t know, but I couldn’t resist remarking.
“Well, I was sort of hoping that you weren’t going to have me sleeping out there on your front step.” I tried hard to keep a solemn face when I said that, but I couldn’t resist a grin.
“The front step, huh. No, I think I can do a lot better then that,” She remarked, giving me a strange look. “If you will pick up your suitcase, and come with me, I’ll take you to the bedroom.
"I hope you like the room." She said a bit hesitantly. “It probably isn’t what you are used to, but hopefully it will be more comfortable then the front step.” She added with a chuckle.
"Like it? I love it." I smiled as I placed my suitcase on the bed.
"That’s good...I am going downstairs to clean up a couple of things in my kitchen. That closet is empty,” She said pointing to the closet door. “You should have plenty of room to hang everything up. If you need anything, just call me."
"Sure thing Sis," I said, opening my luggage. It didn’t take long to put all my clothes away, and then I headed back downstairs to see what she was doing. My timing couldn’t have been more perfect, for as I entered the living room, she came in from the kitchen.
“Everything okay?,” She asked as she sat down on the same chair she had used before.
“Yup, sure is. It doesn’t take me long to unpack. I travel light,” I joked.
“That’s the best way,” She replied with a little giggle, “Anytime I’ve travelled, it seems I always take a lot more then I need. Maybe I need to take some lessons from you. If you don’t mind, there is a good movie on TV that I’ve wanted to watch for a long time. You are welcome to join me if you want," She said.
Sitting there on her sofa, I found it very hard to concentrate on what the movie was about. I managed okay for a little while, then I found my mind wondering to other thoughts; thoughts I shouldn’t have been having. She seemed to be very interested in what was happening on the TV screen, so this gave me the perfect opportunity to cast glances at her when I felt that she wouldn’t notice. Her chair was positioned at a slight angle to me and facing the television, so this gave me the opportunity to view her voluptuous body from the side. And what a view it was. Her slim waistline and tight tummy only highlighted her full bust line that much more. It didn’t help matters that the skimpy top she was wearing barely covered her feminine mounds and was clinging to her as if it had been painted on. Looking at her and thinking the thoughts I was, was causing me to have that same problem I had before we ate, only now I didn’t have that table to hide under. Squirming around on the couch, I managed to ease the tension in my shorts somewhat, but to anyone but a casual observer it would have been very obvious what my problem was.
My moving around caught her attention. “Is everything okay? Are you comfortable?,” She asked looking my way.
I managed to quickly drop my hands down to my lap to hide the result of my having been looking at her sexy body for the past half hour or so.
“Yes, I’m fine,” I lied. `Was I comfortable?’ No, I wasn’t the least bit comfortable, having to sit here calmly with her only a few feet away. What a silly question for her to have asked me, especially since she was the cause of all my discomfort. But then she didn’t know that, and I sure was not about to tell her either. My answer satisfied her and her attention immediately went back to watching the movie.
“Whew!” I silently breathed a sigh of relief. That was to close for comfort, I must be more careful. Somehow I managed to make it through the rest of the movie with no further near disasters. It was a relief when the movie ended.
“I was up early this morning so I’m getting a bit sleepy. I think I’ll head off to bed, but you are welcome to sit here and watch something else if you want,” She remarked. I guess that she really was getting sleepy because she couldn’t help but give a big yawn as she said that. To further emphasize how tired she was getting, she raised both arms above her head and stretched. I thought I had had troubles sitting there during the show, but seeing her stretch that way and the way it pushed out her large breasts, almost caused me to loose total control of myself. It took a super human effort to contain myself; otherwise I would have exploded while sitting there on her couch. What a major disaster that would have been.
“Thanks, but I’m getting a bit tired too, so I think that I’ll go to bed also. This has been quite a day.”
“Okay, whatever you want,” She said as she pushed the button on her remote control to shut off the TV. “I’ll see you in the morning then. Goodnight.” She said, giving me a friendly smile, as she got up from her chair and headed towards the stairs.
“Goodnight Sis. Thanks for letting me stay here with you while Mom and Dad are on their vacation.”
"Pleasure is all mine.Besides, I’ve enjoyed your company this evening. I think we will have a great time together while you are here. It will be fun getting to know all about my little brother.” With that, she turned and went upstairs to her bedroom.
I had hesitated on her couch while she was talking, pretending to place the cushions back in their original positions. It wasn’t that I was so concerned about the cushions, but I needed that extra minute or so to calm myself down before I got up. If I hadn’t done that, she would have seen, and guessed from the bulge in my pants, the catastrophe that nearly occurred. Now that she was gone, I felt safe to get up. Reaching the foot of the stairs, I turned out the lights, and then headed to my room.
I brushed my teeth, showered and went to bed. Even though I was tired, I was unable to fall asleep. I even tried the trick my Mom taught me when I was a small child; and that was to count sheep, but sleep wouldn’t come to me. All I could think of was my sister lying in her bed in her bedroom just a few feet down the hall. Did she like to sleep naked? Did she wear some sexy lingerie, maybe with a lace top and see through bra? Try as hard as I could to stop them, images of her sitting across the dinner table from me and also of her sitting there in that easy chair, kept racing through my mind. This caused my mind to be a whirlwind of wild crazy thoughts, all of which centered on her. There was only one thing I could think of to do to try to ease the tension.
In my mind I saw myself fondling and caressing those lovely boobs of hers. I’d kiss and suck on her nipples until she couldn’t stand it any more and begged me to enter her. But I’d resist her urging because I wanted to prolong both of our pleasures for as long as possible. I continued caressing her sexy body as my hands moved up and down her sides and over her tummy. Her skin was so soft it was like caressing a feather. I let out some soft moans as I masturbated to the thought of fucking her, which did help to ease the tension that had been building up all evening. The thought of being so close to such a hot woman was turning me on. But I stopped myself, knowing that I was going too far. One of the last memories that I have of that evening was that I decided that I was going to control my thoughts from now on. I guess that sometime I must have managed to get my mind to calm down, because the next thing I knew, it was morning.
Jessica was gently shaking me, trying to wake me up. "Good morning my sweet brother...time to get up."
Opening my sleepy eyes, I looked up into her pretty face and saw that she was greeting me with a cute smile.
"Good morning Sis," I greeted her back, though I couldn’t resist a yawn.
"Get ready! We are going out today," She said with a huge smile on her face.
"Where?,” I inquired as I rubbed the last bit of sleep from my eyes.
"You will know soon enough. Don’t go back to sleep," She grinned as she winked at me.
I quickly got ready and went downstairs. As soon as I went into the living room, I saw Jessica sitting there in her favorite chair. She was wearing booty shorts and a tight tank top which made the outline of her bra clearly visible. There was a slight bump where I imagined the tips of her breasts to be. Was that her nipples trying to push free from their confinement? There she sat, her long slender legs stretched out, her hands clasped in her lap and a mischievous smile on her face. Just one look at her and I knew that I was in for a bad time once again. A part of me wondered why did she have to be so sexy looking but another part of me was thankful that she was and I certainly wasn’t complaining?
"So where are we going?"
“Wait my boy...Have some patience. It is a surprise and I hope that you enjoy it." She gave me one of her cute smiles and once again winked at me.
“You have no intention of telling me where we are going, do you?”
“Nope, I sure don’t,” She said laughing as we walked out to her car.
As we got into the car a scary thought entered my mind. Yesterday I’d had trouble controlling myself anytime she was even in the same room as me. But now I’d be confined in her car and only a couple of feet away from that hot sexy body of hers. The way she was dressed today wasn’t going to help any either. There would be no opportunity today to leave for a few minutes if I needed to. I didn’t have a table or cushions to hide under and I could feel myself start to panic. What was I going to do?
As she drove towards our mysterious destination, I looked everywhere except at my sister in my attempt to control myself and somehow I managed to succeed. A few minutes later, Jessica made a right turn and entered a shopping mall. Getting out of the car, she grabbed my hand as we walked into the mall. Every man around us turned his attention towards us as we passed them. I could see a few of my friends giving me admiring looks. They had never met my sister, so naturally they thought that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. From the shocked expressions on their faces, I could tell that they couldn’t believe that I’d be with such a sexy looking woman. This made me feel extra proud, and as we entered the building, I walked a little taller and straighter.
We went up to the third floor using the elevator. The floor wasn't crowded but when we stepped out of the elevator and I looked at the shops that were in sight, I instantly knew that I was in trouble once again. In the past, some of my friends and I had slipped up to this floor and walked along the hallway, peeking into the stores. Some of them would have mannequins in their front window, dressed in various lingerie and other women’s undergarments. I don’t know about my friends, though I’m sure they did the same thing, but the things I’d see there in the display windows had inspired many a nighttime teenage dream for me. From the firm grip my sister had on my hand and the way she was walking, I had a sickening feeling that widow shopping was the furthest thing on her mind. Before I had a chance to worry much more, she proved me right. Passing a couple of smaller shops, she took me to one of the larger lingerie shops. Considering my desperate situation of struggling to keep my manhood under control at all times, I knew that I was definitely in the wrong place.
"What are we doing here?," I asked as she dragged me through the door. I was trying hard to figure out what was going on in her mind.
"I have to buy some new bras, so I thought you could help me."
“Me? How can I help you do that? I don’t know anything about women’s bras." ‘How am I going control myself if what I’m afraid will happen, happens?,’ I thought to myself.
"Simple. I am going to wear these one by one. You can let me know which one looks the best,” She said while picking up several bras and panties.
I’m sure that my face turned all shades of red when I discovered what she wanted me to do. She noticed my embarrassment too, because she put her hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry; I guess I embarrassed you, didn’t I? A friend of mine asked her brother to help her select some lingerie just like I’m asking you. That is what gave me the idea. I thought maybe you would enjoy the opportunity, and it would be your chance to give me a man’s opinion on what looks nice. You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, and you can wait for me outside of the store. I’d really appreciate your help though. It would mean a lot to me.”
"How could I refuse her request when she put it that way?, " I thought to myself. “Okay, I’ll try to help you if I can,” I said in a weak trembling voice.
She gave me a reassuring smile, patted me on my shoulder and then went inside the changing room. I was left standing outside, nervously shifting from one foot to the other. I hoped that nobody would see me there. If only she would hurry up. I know that it was only a few minutes, however it seemed like hours when at long last I saw her fingers pulling aside the curtain. There she was, my lovely sister, wearing nothing but a black push up bra and black panty. She had worn her hair loose that morning and now it hung down and around her shoulders. It was impossible for me to imagine a prettier sight, as she stood there modeling those undergarments for me. I could see that it was very tight as it made her boobs pop out and her nipples were slightly visible. Seeing her standing there in a models classic pose with one hand on her hip was fast making me loose control.
"So what do you think?," She asked, smiling at me.
"Fuck it! It’s now or never," I thought to myself. Without delaying any further, I pushed her back against the wall and jerked the curtain shut. Before she had a chance to stop me, I leaned forward, brought my lips to Jessica’s and kissed her. Opening her lips with mine I slipped my tongue into her mouth. It met with no resistance, which gave me the courage to continue. Lightly caressing her lips with the tip of my tongue, I heard her take in a sudden gulp of air. Moving my hand down between us, I rubbed her breast through the fabric of that sexy black lace bra she was wearing. Still she didn’t object, as I continued kissing her. Becoming bolder by the second, I went much farther and smacked her butt. Reaching back up between our bodies that were pressed tight against each other, as I held her pined against the wall, I started pulling at her top. Unable to get it off, I reached up underneath her bra until my hand rested on her bare breast. I could feel her nipple between my fingers as I cupped that lovely mound in my hand.
I pushed myself away from her as soon as I heard someone screaming in my mind. `What are you doing?’ Suddenly I realized what I had done; what a fool I had made of myself. What must she be thinking of her little brother now?
" I am...am...so sorry, I...I didn’t mean to...," I stammered, looking down at the floor in total embarrassment. There was no way I could now look her in her eyes. Before I could say anything else, she shushed me.
"Calm down! Now go out before someone sees us," She said, while trying to adjust her bra.
I know that she meant for me to go outside of the changing room, but after what I had just done, there was no way I could remain anywhere near there. Hurrying as fast as I could without drawing attention to myself, I went out of the mall and waited for her near the car. The terrible way I was feeling, I couldn’t even wait for her to change back into her own clothes..
" I am so stupid. What have I done! She is your sister, you idiot! How in the world can you do this to her? I should kill myself or else she will kill me for sure." I thought to myself as I stood there waiting for her. I hoped that she would not be to long, yet, I dreaded the moment she did come. What would she do or say to me? I was sure that she would hate me for what I had done, and the thought of that happening hurt more then anything.
"Ready to go home?,” She asked while trying to open the door.
"Yeah," I said with a scary tone in my voice. I just stood there looking down at my feet, I was so ashamed.
As soon as I got inside the car I took out my headphones and iPod from the bag. I quickly clicked on a song and then raised the volume so that I could avoid her if she tried to say anything. The mall was near to her home, but I felt that it was miles away because it seemed to take forever until she turned into her driveway. As soon as we reached the house, I quickly got out and went straight to my room, without even waiting for Jessica.
"Come down Brother...Time to have dinner," She shouted from downstairs, after I had spent a few hours alone in my room. I still couldn’t believe the way I had acted.
"Yeah coming," I shouted back. I had even closed my door, so I wouldn’t have to see her or her see me if she happened to come down the hallway.
I went downstairs and sat down at the dinning table. I kept my eyes down to the floor to avoid any eye contact with her. She served the food on my plate and sat down beside me. Why did she have to sit so close to me? That only made me feel worse. It would have been bad enough if she had sat across the table from me as she did last night. At least that way we wouldn’t be rubbing shoulders with each other as we ate. As soon as she placed the plate of food in front of me, I started eating without making any eye contact with her. During our dinner last night I had lots to talk about, however, tonight was different.
"Why are you so quiet?," She asked with a puzzled voice.
"Hhmm...nothing," I said still keeping my eyes down. I had hoped that I’d be able to quickly eat my meal, and then return to my room. Talking to her and answering questions was the last thing I wanted to do.
"So tell me brother, what happened to you at the shop? You got pretty excited,” She asked curiously. I was amazed that her voice seemed so calm, because I had expected her to be angry.
"Sorry for what happened today... I didn’t really mean to do it. Please forgive me!," I begged.
“I am not mad at you. Trust me, I’m not. I just want to know the reason you got so excited," She persisted. “There has to be some reason.”
“Can’t we talk about another topic?," I pleaded, finally getting the nerve to look at her.
"Come on Brother. I am your sis. I want to know the reason. Don’t be so afraid. Like I said, I’m not mad, so you don’t have to worry about me yelling at you. I promise that I won’t tell Mom and Dad either, if that is what you are worried about," She assured me with a big smile. To further calm me down, she reached out with her right arm and put it around my shoulders, as she looked me in the eye.
I almost chocked when she mentioned Mom and Dad. I hadn’t even considered what would happen if they ever found out what I had done. They would never let me visit her again, I was sure of that. What else they would do to me, I had no idea, but I knew it wouldn’t be very nice. Finally, getting up enough nerve to explain what had happened, I laid my fork down and took a deep breath. Her arm around my shoulders helped a lot. “I have never been so close to a hot girl like you. The way you were dressed when you stood in front of me in the shop, made me lose control of myself."
"Really?,” She asked.
"Isn't your girlfriend hot like me?"
"Your brother is still single Sis," I answered, a little embarrassed to have to admit that I didn’t have a girlfriend.
"Don’t worry. You are still young, handsome, smart and a very nice guy. You will definitely find someone. Any girl would be lucky to have you," She said. "If I wasn't your sister, I would have been totally into you."
I could tell from the look on her face and the tone of her voice, that she meant what she had said, and wasn’t just saying that hoping to make me feel better. "That's very sweet of you to say that. Thanks." I’ve heard from lots of people about me being a dream boy for any girl. But the last thing she said made me feel like I really was special. I felt a lot better just knowing that she felt that way about me.
We completed our dinner and I helped my sister to clean up the kitchen. I was so relieved to know that she was not mad at me. I didn’t expect my sister to be so open minded and sweet. After helping her, I went to my room to complete my English assignment. I had been busy working on it for awhile and it was almost completed, when I heard a knock on the door.
"Come on in."
"I hope I am not disturbing my little brother."
"No, not at all," I said to her in a reassuring tone. She entered my room and closed the door behind her.
"So what are you doing?," She asked, glancing over my shoulder.
"Nothing intresting. I am trying to complete my English assignment and that’s never much fun," I replied, grinning up at her.
"Well I was getting bored. So I thought I’d come and see you for some company. Hope you have some time for your sister."
"I have plenty of time for you Sis,” I said as I put aside the books. Jessica sat on the edge of the bed and told me about how happy she is with her new life, the craziest things she had done and how much she misses our family time. As she talked, I found it quite sad that I never valued her. I never tried to get to know her, even though we belong to the same family. I guess we are so blinded by our opinions that we never try to change them.
"Do you miss me?" She asked in a pleasing way.
"Sometimes," I smiled.
"Sorry if I didn't spend enough time with you," She apologized.
"I am sorry too," I said as I held her hand. "Let's make up for the lost time."
"What do you mean?," She asked with a puzzled look on her face. From the way I’d acted this morning at the mall, maybe she was suspicious that I might be thinking of or hinting at something entirely different then the lost time we hadn’t gotten to know each other when we were growing up.
"Let's promise each that we will meet at least once in a week, no matter how busy we are."
"I promise," She eagerly replied. We smiled at each other because I think that we both realized that for the first time in our lives, we were starting to get acquainted. I was really glad that we were getting to know each other, thanks to my accident. A few hours ago, I was cursing my bad luck because of my mom's decision. But after the talk we had just now had, my happiness was raising to new heights. Even though I had never admitted it, even to myself, I think that deep down I had always wished that I had a real sister. Now here she was, sitting directly in front of me as we held hands.
"Sis, can I ask you something?" There was one thing that I was curious about, and I was now feeling so much more comfortable around her that I felt I could ask anything.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Well I had a few in the past, but at the present time, I am single," She said. "What about you?"
"I already told you, didn't I?," I said raising my eyebrow.
"You didn't say anything about having boyfriends," She laughed.
"That's a very poor joke Sis.”
"Yes, I guess it was. Sorry. Have you at least kissed a girl?"
I was embarrassed to have to answer that question and I guess that it showed on my face. However, it was a fair question and since we were being honest and completely open with each other, I had no choice.
"No, not really," I said with a certain amount of sadness in my voice.
"Oh come on! Cheer up! Like I told you, you will definitely find that special someone very soon. And I know she will beg you to kiss her all day. Now can I ask you something?"
"Yes, why not? What would you like to know?"
"I want you to be honest, ok?"
"Have you ever peeked in my room while I changed clothes?"
"Umm…uh." I was stumped for an answer. I didn't know why she felt the need to ask that question, but I had to answer her.
"You have to answer Bro. You can't escape," She said, grinning at my hesitation.
"Two or three times I guess," I said sheepishly. I told the truth, counting on the broad minded nature of Jessica.
"Naughty boy." She laughed, giving my hand a light squeeze. "You must have gone to a lot of pain to peek in while I was there and yet not get caught, didn’t you?”
"Well…I mean…Yeah! It wasn't an easy thing to do." I replied, trying to sound funny.
"Oh! What if you get another chance to see your sister change clothes, will you grab that chance?," She asked in a seductive voice.
I didn’t know where this conversation was going, but I was getting more and more aroused every second. "Yes. Why not?" I tried to be bold. What she said next completely shocked me.
"Well, it's your lucky day." She got up from the bed and stood in front of me, as she reached for the bottom of her T-shirt. Grabbing it, she immediately pulled it over her head. She was wearing the same black bra which she wore for the first time in the shop. I could see her nipples through the bra. It was a support bra, so it held her two feminine treasures out towards me, as if beckoning me to come closer. I almost did, but caught myself at the last moment, because I had a feeling that she wanted me to watch her do a striptease; a striptease that was designed sorely for my benefit. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she continued undressing in front of me. I don’t know what kind of expression I had on my face as she began exposing her body, but whatever it was, she had to smile as she carefully watched me sitting there. My manhood instantly started to show interest in what was happening in front of me. She undid her jeans and wiggling her hips, she slowly slid them down her long, graceful, sexy legs before kicking them off. While bending over to remove her jeans, I had an excellent view of her beautiful breasts. Seeing her bent over in front of me that way, I think added a couple of inches to my already fast growing rod. Then standing back up, she let me get a good look at her tight body. Placing her hands on her hips, she slowly turned around. Every inch of her body was so perfect. I lost myself in the world of admiration for my lovely sister, clad only in a black lace push-up bra and matching panties. My boxers were getting tighter by the minute. I sat there not moving or saying a word, completely fascinated by the nearly naked, sexy lady standing within arms reach in front of me.
"Are you alive?," She finally asked, while waving her hand in front of my eyes to get my attention.
"How can one not be alive when something so beautiful is standing in front of me?," I said while still admiring her body.
"Hahaha...well now I want to see my brother’s beautiful body," She said, as she sat back down on the bed.
"I think that’s not such a good idea," I quickly replied.
"And why not?," She demanded in somewhat of an angry voice. “I have shown you mine, so don’t you think that it is only fair that you return the favor?”
"I don’t know about being fair, but my body is not as perfect as yours." I said, hoping to distract her. I was fairly sure that she really wasn’t angry with me. I guess that I didn’t know her that well if I thought I’d be able to distract her from wanting to see me naked. She was determined and insisted on me stripping also.
"Nice try my boy but not good enough! Show me... Now!," She said in a firm demanding voice.
"Ok…Ok, if you insist. I hope that you won’t be too disappointed in what you see.”
I got up and stood in front of her. I took hold of the bottom of my shirt and slowly pulled it up over my head. Tossing it over the back of the chair I had been sitting on, I started to sit back down.
“Hey! What do you think you are doing? Off with those pants too. I want to see all of you.”
“Isn’t that enough?
“Nope, it isn’t. Now quit stalling and get them off.”
I had hoped that she would be satisfied with seeing me with just my shirt off, because I’d been trying hard to hide the fact that my rod was now standing at attention ever since she had stripped. She didn’t seem to be willing to let me quit and I couldn’t think of any way to get out of what was fast turning into an embarrassing situation. I didn’t want to reveal the fact that I was turned on by seeing her dressed the way she was. I’d never been around her enough to learn just how stubborn and persistent she could be when she wanted something. Taking a deep breath to try to calm myself, I undid my jeans. Hooking my thumbs inside the waistband, I pushed them down until they fell around my feet. Stepping out of them I kicked them aside. There I was, standing in front of my sister wearing only my shorts. What was I supposed to do now? I could feel my face starting to get warm. It didn’t help any by her sitting there staring at me, her eyes had followed every movement my hands had made. My shorts were stretched tight and peaked up like Mount Everest. I was trying hard to make sure my erection stayed in my boxers. I knew that I’d die if it happened to escape and poke out the front of my boxers. I had a bit of a fat one, but it was probably of average length.
"Oh my! You do have a sexy body. You just wait until some girl gets hold of you; she will never let you go," She said as she winked at me. “I can’t believe that there aren’t a dozen girls fighting to get your attention.”
"Thank you hottie." I said. My self-confidence was rising with each passing moment.
"Come! Sit beside me," She said, patting the bed. She had partially turned so she was now sitting sideways on the bed, her left leg curled under her. I sat in front of her but kept some distance between the two of us. "So how was it like to see your sister change clothes without having the need to peek?"
"If I had known that you don't have a problem with me seeing you while you change clothes, then I would have entered your room without even asking."
"Oh yeah!," She laughed."Then why are you sitting so far away? Come a little closer."
I moved a little closer but still maintained a fair distance from her. Still a bit nervous from having to strip in front of her, I wasn’t sure what she had in mind.
"What are you afraid of? I am not going to bite you. A bit more." Reaching out, she grabbed both of my hands and suddenly pulled me towards her with such a force that my body collided with hers. We both fell backwards on the bed with me on top of her. For a moment I lay there stunned by her sudden action, as I looked down into her pretty eyes. I could feel my hard manhood pressing against her waist. Her bra covered breasts were squeezed against my chest. I felt her arms circle me, holding me motionless. With one hand behind my head, she exerted a little pressure pulling me closer as she slowly brought her lips towards me. As our lips crushed together, I felt like I was walking on air. I mean, I could die right now and be fine with it. I'd be fine, as long as I was kissing her. Then releasing the pressure from the back of my head, she slowly parted her lips from mine, but she continued to hold me close. I could feel her hot breath against my cheek. For a moment neither of us said a word, as we looked deep into each other’s eyes.
"What was that for?," I asked in a confused tone.
"I have been closely watching you from the moment you entered the house. I saw you observing my bra strap while talking to me and every part of my body when I was serving you at the dinning table. Then last night while watching TV, you kept glancing my way whenever you thought I wasn’t looking. I couldn’t be sure, but when you were squirming around on the couch and I looked your way and asked you if you were okay, you suddenly dropped your hands to your lap. For a second I thought I saw a bulge in the front of your pants. First I thought, maybe I was wrong, and that it was just my imagination. But the reaction I got from you in the lingerie shop proved me right. Actually I should be mad at you for what happened there but the way you kissed me in the dressing room flipped my thoughts upside down. Now laying here with you on top of me, I can feel what seems like a log pressing against my stomach. I don't know if you want what may or may not happen in the next few minutes, but I want you to know I have no problem with that. I have always thought that you were cute and I have a weak spot for cute guys. It can be our little secret, my dear little brother."
Lying there on top of her with her arms still around me, holding me close, I couldn’t believe what my ears were telling me. Was my sister saying what I thought she was saying? Or was it just wishful thinking on my part? As I continued to study her face, and look deep into her big round eyes, I couldn’t find any sign of her teasing me, so I knew that she was serious in what she had said.
"I think that you know what I’m talking about. What's it going to be?," She asked as she looked at me with her seductive eyes.
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