My sister and I had a normal relationship. Like most brothers and sisters we would annoy each other. But, we also had a lot of love for each other. I had recently graduated, and she was a freshman in high school when this all happened.
I suppose I should describe my sister. She was always very pretty, and growing up to be a beautiful woman. She was about 5’ 5”, weighed 90 lbs, and had small b cup breasts. She has long dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She was always in good shape from doing gymnastics and cheer in high school.
Recently she was wearing very revealing clothes around me. She would lay closer than usual when watching movies, and she had “accidentally” left her bedroom door open while she was naked in her room the other day. She told me she was changing quickly and didn’t know I was home. Then a few days later she walked in on me while I was jerking off. I’d never really thought of my sister sexually before all this, but all the attention had me fantasizing at night about her. But, I assumed she was just becoming curious about boys, and it wouldn’t amount to anything more than teasing.
One night while lying on the couch together. She snuggled up against me, put her hand on my thigh, and was rubbing my leg. Being in my late teens, it didn’t take much to get me hard. I was so nervous she would notice when her hand brushed over my shaft. But, instead of pulling away, she rubbed me long enough that I almost came in my pants. I was so embarrassed that I just stood up and left the room. There have been a lot of incidents like this lately. Then there was one that changed everything.
It was just before her school was going to break for summer. This day was like any other, or so I thought. My father and mother were at work. They worked long hours and wouldn’t be home til much later in the evening. The house was empty, and I wasn’t planning on doing much other than hanging out. It had been a long week, and I was dead tired. So, I just hung in my room watching TV and listening to music.
Later that afternoon, I was still in my bed watching T.V. It wasn’t long before my sister got home. I could hear her yelling at me as she walked by my room.
“Hey, can you give me a ride to the mall?” my sister said as she passed by.
I pretended to be taking a nap because I wasn’t in the mood to do anything. I heard her bedroom door shut and just assumed I was off the hook. Little did I know my sister had other ideas.
A few minutes later, I heard her door open. I closed my eyes again pretending to be asleep. However, this time she didn’t walk by. She had come into my room and was lying on the floor next to my bed. I opened my eyes a little to try and see what she was doing. I looked down from my bed and could see my little sister lying next to me on the floor.
She was still wearing her short school skirt, a black shirt, and knee-high black stockings. Her hand was on her stomach and she was slowly lifting her shirt further and further. First, I could see the milky smooth skin of her stomach. Then the purple bra she was wearing.
I was shocked. It almost felt as though I couldn’t breathe. I had no idea at the time how far she was going to take this.
She brought her hands from her stomach and began rubbing her breasts over her bra. My cock was getting rock hard watching her. I hadn’t noticed, but I had started rubbing my crotch over my jeans. I couldn’t believe I was getting so turned on by my little sister. She then lifted her bra and for the first time, I saw her perfect tits. She was teasing her rock-hard nipples, and caressing her breasts. I wanted to jump off my bed and fuck her right then and there.
Was she wanting me to touch her? Was she inviting me to touch her? Was this all for a ride to the mall? Is it a trick to get me in trouble for touching her? My mind was racing a million miles an hour.
I figured screw it, it’s now or never. I reached out my hand and ran it over the hem of her skirt. Each stroke of my hand over her felt electric. She wasn’t stopping me, so I assumed she didn’t mind. Her stomach was warm and her skin was smooth. I could feel her breathing. I was shaking slightly, but so turned on.
She moved her hands off her breasts. I felt like this was my chance to replace them with mine. I started moving my hands closer and closer. I felt my hand run across the side of her breast. I squeezed a few times. Then focused on her nipple. Teasing it and pinching it gently. It was then for the first time I heard a soft moan escape her lips.
I began rubbing and caressing her breasts from one to the other. Stopping to play with her nipples here and there. She laid still and let me fondle her without protest.
I was starting to feel more brazen at this point. I slowly started running my hand back down to her stomach, lower and lower, til I was rubbing her thigh. I could feel her breathing getting heavier.
I slowly moved myself off the bed, and onto the floor next to her, never taking my hand from her thigh. I positioned myself next to her on the floor. This was my chance to see how far I could take this.
I continued rubbing her thigh and slowly moved my hand higher. I reached up her skirt and she parted her legs slightly. Feeling like this was an invitation, I pulled her underwear to the side.
Her pussy was beautiful, not a hair on it. I slowly ran my hand over her mound. You could smell her sex in the room. It was intoxicating.
At the same time, I undid my jeans and took my cock in my hand. I don’t have a huge dick but it’s over 7” and thick. I started stroking myself, while still rubbing her.