My sister began to turn me on one summer when she started wearing T shirts around the house, with no bra. Sometimes, I would catch her with a towel wrapped around her, walking down the hallway to the bathroom that we shared.
My sister was a knock out! Firm, round tits, a shapely ass — a blonde beauty with deep blue eyes. Any guy would be trying to get into her pants, even me. I felt guilty at the idea of it, but hell, I wanted to see her lips wrapped around my dick!
Mom and Dad worked all day, and sometimes, they went out together on Saturdays early in the morning, not returning till late Sunday. They were involved in a business together, and it required a lot of traveling and a lot of time. That left Tamara and me at home alone all day.
That was fine with me. It was summer, and I didn’t have a lot to do except play video games, which, actually, were getting kind of old.
It was a particularly hot Saturday morning, and I was laying on the floor, game controller in hand. Tamara came into the den and asked if I wanted a soda. I told her yes, and a little while later, she said, “I’m putting it here on the coffee table.”
I paused my game and turned around leaned forward a little and picked up the chilled glass of soda.
“Thanks,” I said.
The word nearly choked in my throat. Tamara was sitting on the sofa behind me, one foot on the sofa, with her leg bent at the knee. She was wearing only a T shirt. Nothing else, just a T shirt, and it was short. I saw a patch of dark blonde pubic hair, a pair of pussy lips, and almost could see her ass hole.
My dick jumped in my shorts. I left my game on pause and sat there, glass tilted to my face, checking out this nearly naked girl in front of me. My God, I thought. What a nice pussy. I would love to feel of it, taste it, fuck it.
But no, she was my sister. I couldn’t do that; it would be like, taking advantage of her or something. But my dick was telling me it was ok to look.
“Can I play?” she suddenly asked.
You can play with my cock, I wanted to say. “Sure, um, I can start over, but you will lose like you always do.”
“I don’t think so,” she said.
We played, and she lost, sitting next to me on the floor, her hard nipples showing clearly through the T shirt. Even though my cock was hurting, throbbing, aching for release, I was still able to concentrate on the game and win.
She was sitting on my right, on the floor beside me and semi-facing me. She lifted her right leg, letting the fabric of the shirt ride up. Once again, I could see her divine, beautiful pussy, dotted with dark blonde pubic hair.
She must have known that I was looking. She didn’t make any attempt to hide, nothing at all.
“What are you looking at?” she suddenly asked.
I swallowed. “You.”
She lowered her leg. “Oh, you’re staring at my naughty bits?”
“It’s not like you’re um, wearing all that much, you know,” I said in my defense.
“Well then,” she said, reaching down to the hem of the T shirt. “Check this out!”
She pulled her T shirt over her head and tossed it on the sofa. Her nipples were hard and dark pink, her tits firm and round. Her pussy was dotted with downy, dark blonde hairs. She was a sight to behold.
“Wow,” I whispered.
“Now do you think you can beat me at the game?”
“Sure I can,” I said, my voice choked.
“OK, then, let’s play. You won’t be able to concentrate on the game.”
I stared into her eyes. “Oh yeah?” Keeping my eyes on hers, I raised my ass off the floor and slipped my shorts, and my briefs, completely off. My cock sprang up and grazed my navel.
Her eyes went to my cock, and she took a deep breath.
“My God, what a boner you got!”
“Well, we have three joy sticks to play with. Which one do you want?”
“This one!” She reached over and grabbed my cock, tugging on it, squeezing it, sending shivers of delight through me.
I moved my hand tentatively to her tits. I pressed my thumb and fingers against her hard nipples, and moved them around gently, rubbing each nipple in turn. My other hand went to her pussy. It was hot, and wet.
She was stroking my cock gently, slowly, and her hands moved down to my balls. She felt each
testicle, then hefted them.
I lay back, and pulled her down to the floor. Laying side by side, we played with each other for a while. To my surprise, she got up and shifted her position, and I felt her hot breath first on my thighs, then on my balls. My cock was suddenly engulfed by her hot, wet mouth. I felt her tongue move around the head of my cock. I was about to cum!
I moved my mouth to her pussy, pulling her pussy lips apart with my fingers, licking her inner lips, finding her clitoris and tonguing it gently.
Her body jerked as she came, and I lifted off the floor completely as I filled her waiting mouth with hot sperm. I shot again and again, filling her mouth with hot cum. It ran out of her mouth and down the shaft of my cock and then to my balls.
We lay there quietly. Then, she sat up and said. “I won, I came first.”
“I guess you did,” I said to my naked sister. She usually won every game after that!
— Name and address withheld.
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