I was always a fat kid. No matter what I did, I could never lose the weight. I played sports in high school, dieted, lifted weights and ran for miles. As a result, I was always in pretty good shape, but I could never shed the baby fat. In college it was the same story, only with less exercise and more beer. So when time came to graduate, instead of going to medical school like my father and my older sister, I did something no one could have possibly predicted. I joined the US Marine Corps. Having always been a competitor, I threw myself in to training. I wanted to be the best at everything. I pushed myself hard, worked out after hours, and kept to a strict diet.
As a result, not only did I lose 30 pounds in the first twelve weeks, but over the course of my first year, I burned off the rest of the fat, and put on about 30 pounds of solid muscle. I was a changed person. Opting not to take leave after graduation, I reported to my first duty assignment at Camp Pendleton, just as the division was gearing up to deploy. I was barely getting adjusted when 30 days after I arrived, I was a brand new platoon leader in Iraq.
After ten of the hardest months I have ever experienced, we finally redeployed back to “the world”, and I promptly took two weeks of leave to go home. I hadn’t been home in almost 2 years, so it never occurred to me that I must have looked completely different. I got off the plane and went to baggage claim, where my father told me he would pick me up, when I saw my stepmother and my younger sister waiting for me. I walked up to them, saying hi and smiling, and I was met with a blank stare from both of them.
Suddenly my stepmother Laura said “Oh my God honey, I didn’t even recognize you.” She squeezed me in a crushing hug, and then my sister practically jumped on me. Once they finally got over their initial shock, we grabbed my bags and headed to the car. My stepmom couldn’t stop talking about how great I looked, and apologized that my father wasn’t there. He had to go out of town for work on short notice and would call me later.
My father had always been disappointed in my decision. He wanted me to be a doctor. He couldn’t understand why I didn’t want to, and it added to the friction we already had between us. He had come here for medical school from Pakistan with no friends, no family, and only 8 dollars to his name, and was now a highly respected surgeon. He met my mother through his roommate, who was dating a friend of my mom’s. My mother was studying ballet, with sunny blond hair, deep blue eyes, and nearly as tall as my father. From the minute he saw her, he never had a chance. He fell in love with the graceful creature the moment he laid eyes on her, even though he was too shy to do anything about it. My mom, on the other hand, was completely taken with the quiet, handsome young exchange student and succeeded in bringing him out of his shell. Two months after he arrived in the U.S., and a month after he met my mother, they were engaged. One month later they were married. He was 21, and she was just on the heels of her 19th birthday. Three months after that, my mother was pregnant with my older sister, with me arriving 13 months later. My little sister didn’t come until 4 years later, once my father was well in to his residency. After my little sister was born, my mother went back to the ballet. One day during an audition, she took a bad fall and hit her head. She died in surgery and my father was never the same. Already somewhat strict, he withdrew into his work, and was cold and distant to us throughout our childhood.
We finally got home and Laura started to make dinner. I unloaded my stuff in my old room, and sat down to catch up with my little sister. She filled me in on the family details. My older sister, Priya, who had gone to a university about an hour away, was starting her 3rd year of med school, and couldn’t get the day off to come home to see me. She would come home in a couple of days. My younger sister, Shabana (everyone just calls her Shea, as in Shea Stadium), was always more of an artist. She was starting her sophomore year studying dance just like my mother, and worked part time as a yoga instructor. Even though we lived in the same town as the college she and I both attended, she was living on campus and just came home to hang out with me. Laura called us in for dinner, and the conversation revolved around my weight loss, and the last year I spent in desert. I stuck to the funny stories I had from the war, not wanting to ruin the mood with the dozens of not- so- funny stories I had from that time. After dinner we sat around for a while until Shea had to leave to meet some friends.
“You want to come with Jay?” (My given name is Jamal, but everyone calls me Jay.) “Most of your friends are still around and we’ll probably run in to some of them.” I said sure, and went to get dressed. I made some calls to track down some of my old friends and planned to meet them out.
We headed down to the part of town where all of the old familiar college bars are located to meet up with my sister’s friends, when my buddy Mike called. “Hey, meet us at O’Reilly’s” he said. So once we parked the car we split up, and I walked off to meet the guys. I eventually found my friends in the crowded bar and started drinking. After about an hour, my sister texted me asking “where r u?”
“Still at the O”, I replied, and about 10 minutes later she walked in with her gaggle of 19 year old friends.
“Oh my god” said 3 of my friends all at once, as they watched the young group of dancers slink through the bar. “Jay!!” my sister called out to me, and ran up to hug me.
Megan, her best friend since grade school, walked up right behind her and said “Holy shit, Shea. You were right. He is totally fucking hot!”
“Megan!!!” said my sister, blushing as she slapped her friend on the arm. Megan gave me a tight, lingering hug, and then proceeded to squeeze my shoulders, arms and back, as well as run her hand seductively across my abs.
“You really look great, Jay. You don’t have an ounce of fat, and you’re completely ripped.”
“Combat is a great weight loss program, Megan.” I replied, “120 degree heat, 65 pounds of gear, 3 gallons of water a day, and no time to rest. That will trim anyone down.”
“You were always cute, but now you are by far the hottest guy I know” she said.
“You look pretty fantastic, yourself.” I remarked as my eyes roamed over the young dancer’s body. “The last time I saw you, you hadn’t …um…developed quite as much.” The last time I saw her she was a junior in high school, and boy had she changed. As opposed to Shea, who was 5’9″ and looked every bit the ballet dancer, Megan was shorter, about 5’4″ and much curvier, with long straight blond hair, bright blue eyes, thick full lips, tight c-cups, a flat stomach with a narrow waist, and a rock hard bubble butt. She would never be a ballerina, she was built more like a Laker Girl. To be honest… she was built like a stripper. “I guess 15 years of dance classes really paid off.”
“I’m glad you noticed. You never did before”.
“The last time I saw you, you were a scrawny high school student. Times have changed. Besides, you’re like a little sister to me, so I never really gave it much thought.”
We turned our attention back to whatever drinking game our group started to play, and by the end of the night, most of us were pretty drunk. When the bartenders called last call, my sister found me in the crowd to tell me she was too drunk to drive. “Let’s just walk to my house. It’s not far from here. We’ll pick my car up in the morning.”
Shea, Megan and I walked about 3 blocks to the house they shared with another of their friends, Ashley. Megan’s current boy toy, Joe, called her while we were walking. He asked if he could come over, and she agreed. “Booty call,” my sister teased her.
“That’s the only thing I want from him anyway,” Megan replied, “He’s kind of stupid, and he drinks way too much. If he wasn’t so damn hot I wouldn’t talk to him at all.”
Ashley and her boyfriend Scott were just getting home the same time we were. They were pretty friendly on the sidewalk, but as soon as we walked in the house, they went straight into Ashley’s bedroom and shut the door. I thought it was a little rude, since there was a group of us and I thought we were all going to hang out, but apparently I was mistaken. My sister and Megan both took off to get ready for bed right away, too. I sat down on the couch just as the doorbell rang, so I answered it to find a completely sloppy, falling over drunk college kid on the porch.
“You must be Joe.”
“Yeah. Megan here?” he slurred out as he squinted at me.
“Come on in.”
I went back to the couch and Joe walked to Megan’s room. I stripped down to my boxers, climbed under a blanket, and turned on Sports Center to unwind for a few minutes, when I suddenly heard moaning and pounding coming from Ashley’s room. “I guess that’s why they were in such a hurry” I chuckled to myself.
After about 10 minutes I started to drift off, when Megan came storming out of her room and plopped down on the couch. She was dressed in nothing but lacy, Victoria’s Secret boy shorts and a baby tee a size too small that barely covered her rib cage. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her full breasts and pink nipples were clearly visible. I couldn’t help but gaze at her toned, petite dancer’s body, and I asked her “What’s up?” while trying to hide my growing erection.
“Fucking Joe,” she said. “We were fooling around and he was going down on me. I was just about to cum when he stopped and climbed on top of me to fuck,” she huffed. “I decided that I better pee before we really got in to it, so I ran to the bathroom quickly to get back fast. I swear I was gone for less than a minute, but when I got back he was passed out and snoring.”
I laughed at that, which made her really mad. “It’s not funny” she said, “I’m fucking frustrated and I haven’t gotten laid in a really long time!!!”
“I thought you had been seeing this guy for a while?”
“Only about a week. We met last Saturday, and I made out with him but that was it. That’s all I had planned on letting him do tonight, but I’m pretty drunk, and for some reason I am unusually horny.”
I laughed at her again and said, “Well forgive me if I don’t have any sympathy for your frustration. I could write a book on it.”
“Oh my god Jay, I didn’t even think of that. You probably haven’t gotten any action in a long time”
“Kate and I broke up the winter before graduation and I’ve been gone for almost 2 years, so yeah, you could say that.”
“Holy shit Jay. I feel bad for even saying anything before.”
“You should,” I joked “Plus, it doesn’t help that after hearing your roommate Ashley fucking her boyfriend’s brains out, you come out here practically naked.”
“You should be glad. 5 minutes ago I was naked.”
“Oh yeah Meg. I’m really glad.”
Suddenly Megan turned towards me and put her hands on my thighs. Looking into my eyes with a devilish grin on her face, she said “So you must be feeling pretty frustrated right now.”
“You have no idea,” I replied.
“Is it really…hard…for you to see me dressed like this?”
“Don’t tease me Megan. It’s not nice.”
Slowly, she started rubbing her hands up and down my thighs, massaging them and leaning closer and closer to me as she did. “I’m not teasing you Jay. I’m asking a question.”
“I think you are unbelievably hot, and you probably have the best body I have ever seen. Being here next to you is torture.”
“Do you remember when I told you that I am unusually horny tonight? That’s because of you.”
“Have you seen yourself? Shea told me about the weight loss and the muscles, but until I saw you I had no idea how you would affect me. Even your face is different. And now, with your shirt off, you look like a Greek god. I got all worked up with Joe because I was thinking about you.”
As soon as she said that, she slid her hand on to my cock and started stroking it through the blanket.
“Do you like looking at my body?’ she asked.
“You are unbelievably sexy” I said, “I’ve never seen anyone like you.”
“But you haven’t seen anything” she replied, and she grabbed the ends of her shirt and pulled it off over her head, releasing her firm, 19 year old tits. “How’s this?” They sat high up on her chest and looked even bigger than I expected. If I hadn’t known her my whole life, I would have thought they were fake. Her nipples were like little pink diamonds, and looking at them made my mouth water.
Then she leaned forward, shoved her tongue in my mouth and climbed underneath the blanket.
“I can feel how hard you are. Your dick feels like a steel rod.” She said as she ground her pubic mound on my hard-on and pressed her tits into my chest. “I want it inside me.”
“You feel so fucking good Meg. I have to warn you though, it’s been a while. I don’t know what my hang time will be like.”
“Let’s see if I can help with that” she said as she slipped under the blanket and pulled down my boxers. She started licking and stroking my cock slowly, talking dirty to me the whole time. “You like that? You like having your big cock in my mouth?” and then she inhaled my prick, practically deep throating me right off the bat. “You like having me suck your fat cock?”
“God it feels so good.” I said, and then she took her mouth off my dick and started rolling my balls around in her mouth. “Do you remember tonight when you said I was like a sister to you? I bet your sisters don’t do this for you. Do you like having your ‘little sister’ take your cock in her mouth?” For some reason, talking like that made it sound so dirty, which made me even hornier. I couldn’t believe I had lasted this long, and I think she could tell I was getting close, because she took me back in her mouth and started sucking faster. “Cum for me baby. Fill my mouth up with 2 years worth of cum. Give it to your little sister”
I felt my balls tense up and started shooting my load. It felt like I shot a gallon, and I might have been right because it started leaking out the sides of her mouth. I pulsed and shot 4 or 5 long bursts before it finally started to slow down. She kept her mouth on me the entire time, and when I finally finished, she scooped up the cum that had overflowed with her finger, and teasingly sucked it into her mouth. “Mmm. Aged. Like fine wine.”
I was still catching my breath when she stretched her body across mine, dragging her hard nipples across my bare sweaty skin, and started whispering in my ear. “Did it turn you on when I said I was your sister? It made me feel dirty, and so fucking good.”
“It was pretty hot. The thought of it was nasty.”
Gently nibbling on my ear, she whispered, “If I was your sister I would have fucked you everyday growing up. I would never have been able to get enough of your beautiful cock.”
That started to get me worked up again, and I could feel my prick start to swell. I think even she was surprised that it was coming back so quickly. She started grinding her pussy against it and gently kissing my neck and rubbing her hands all over my torso. “Do you want to stick that big cock in your sister’s pussy? It’s so wet for my big brother. I want it.” She pulled her panties down and straddled me. Slowly, she slid her gash back and forth on my dick, making it even harder and getting it soaking wet.
“Ooh, that feels so good.” I stuttered.
“Is it ready?” She asked, “Are you ready to slide it in to your baby sister’s tight hot cunt?”
“Oh god yes.”
“Say what you want to do.”
“I want to fuck my baby sister. I want to watch her cum all over my dick.”
With that she reached down and positioned herself. Slowly she slid the full length of my throbbing cock inside her. “Oohhh,” she moaned “It’s huge. And hard as a rock.” I don’t have a giant porn star penis, but it’s a respectable length, even more so now since I lost the weight. It is, however, pretty thick, and right now it was stretching Megan more than she had expected. “I can feel every vein and ridge. I feel like it’s splitting me open. I think I might cum right now.” Sure enough, we had barely gotten started when she sped up and began to twitch. “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she screamed as she bounced up and down hard. “I love my brother’s cock!” I reached up and fondled her tits, then I sat up and took a nipple in my mouth. Her body froze and tensed up completely, her pussy contracting violently on my dick, and then she started to shake and let out a scream. After about a minute of convulsions, she collapsed on top of me. Her heart was pounding, and her firm, sweaty body felt great. “God, Jay. That was fucking incredible. I have never come that fast and that hard in my life.”
“We’re not done yet.” I said. “I hope you can take it.”
“I’ll take as much of that big dick as you want to give me.”
I rolled us over and slowed the pace down to give her a chance to recover. As I dragged my dick in and out of her at a nice slow pace, rotating it a little to try to find every nerve, she moaned, “Oh god Jay. It feels sooo good. I love fucking my ‘big brother’.”
“You are such a nasty little girl,” I said. “I can’t believe you would take your brother’s cock.”
“I love my brother’s cock. I want all of it. Pound me with it. Split me in half!!” I sped up a little and she looked at me in heat. “You like fucking your little sister don’t you,” she said, “You wish I really was your sister. That would make it even hotter.”
“Fuck yeah” I grunted.
“Tell me you like it. Tell me how much you love my soaking wet pussy. It’s wet for you.”
“I love my baby sister’s cunt. I want to fuck your wet pussy so hard my dick comes out your throat.” I flipped her over on her stomach and started pistoning in and out of her. Then I reached my hand underneath her and started tweaking her clit.
“Holy fucking shit that feels good. I’m gonna come again!!”
She started wailing and screaming as I gradually picked up the pace and intensity, until I was eventually lifting my hips up off the couch and ramming it in to her. “Yes, yes, yes. Give it to me,” she screamed, “fuck your baby sister with that fat dick.” As she got closer, she slipped her hand over mine and we rubbed her clit together in time. She pulled my other hand to her chest, and we squeezed her tit together as I pinched her nipple and bit her earlobe. Suddenly I felt her twitching again. She buried her face in the cushions and screamed in to the fabric as loud as she could. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…aaahhhhhh!!!” Her pussy clamped down on my dick so hard I thought it would tear the skin, and her body started to shake and seize like an epileptic. Her orgasm was the last straw for me and I went off like a shotgun. Boom, boom, boom the thick blasts of cum shot out of me, painting her cervix and leaking out everywhere. I came so hard I thought the force of my ejaculation might bruise her insides. As the last shot rose up, and Megan went limp, I lifted up my body to get some extra thrust. As I raised my head, I looked up. Imagine my shock when, standing at the end of the hall, staring right at me, was my sister. I froze, unsure how to react, but the look on her face was one I had never seen. It wasn’t shock or anger. The only way to describe it is…hunger.
Just as I shot my last load in to Megan’s tight little body, I lifted up my head, and standing there looking me right in the eye, was my sister Shea. I’ll never forget that moment for the rest of my life. She was leaning against her door frame staring at us, panting, with her right hand down the front of her panties and gazing at me with a look I can only describe as pure lust. When our eyes locked, I had no idea what to do, but rather than look embarrassed, she stopped fingering herself, took her hand out of her pants, and seductively sucked her fingers into her mouth. Then, she simply turned and walked back into her room.
Megan was limp, breathing hard in to the cushions and not moving at all while I pounded the last bit of my load in to her, and then I collapsed on top of her. When she didn’t move for a couple seconds I got concerned and started kissing her cheek and stroking her back. “Are you all right?” I asked.
“What? Was I…? Holy shit I think I blacked out. My whole body is tingling. I feel like every nerve in my body is on fire. Everything’s so sensitive I’m afraid to move. What the fuck did you do to me?”
Just then, Joe came stumbling out of Megan’s room shouting “What’s up with all the noise? What the fuck is going on?” He was so drunk that both of us just started laughing. When he saw us on the couch, butt ass naked with my cock still inside Megan, his eyes went completely wide and he started to stutter. “What…who…whu…whm…mmph…” and then he suddenly ran to the bathroom. We could hear his retching all the way down the hall, which just made us laugh even harder.
“Jesus, what is all this racket?” said Ashley as she and Scott came out of their room to investigate. Poor Scott looked like he got interrupted prematurely. At this point, Megan and I were still naked on the couch and laughing hysterically.
I slid off of Megan’s back and grabbed my shorts. “Sorry about that,” I said, “I guess we got a little carried away.”
“Yeah, sorry guys,” said Megan, “and sorry about the bathroom. Joe is in there puking his guts out.” She pulled on her clothes and sauntered off to help out Joe.
Then we heard, “Fuck you bitch!! Blahh! Get the fuck away from me you whore!! Blecchh!! I’m fucking out of here!!!” He stormed out of the bathroom into Megan’s room, grabbed his clothes, and stumbled towards the door. He stopped in front of me on the couch and said “I should kick your ass.”
I stood up and looked him in the eye. We both stood about 6’0″, and he looked like he was in pretty good shape, but it was obvious to everyone, including Joe, which one of us was more dangerous. Plus, in his drunken state it wouldn’t have been very fair. I leaned forward and calmly asked him, “Really? You want to fight me?” I shook my head, “No you don’t.” He looked me up and down and made the smart decision. He walked out the front door.
Scott just shrugged nonchalantly went back to bed. Ashley lingered for a moment, looking at my body and sniffing the air. I didn’t realize until then that it reeked of sex. She looked at me for another second, smiled mischievously, and with a wink said, “See you tomorrow.” Then she disappeared.
Megan came out of the bathroom, took my hand and said “Let’s go to sleep.” She led me to her bedroom and closed the door. We slid under the covers and she wrapped her body around mine. “That was fucking crazy, Jay. I’ve never blacked out from sex before. Where did you learn to do that?”
“Well, sometimes Kate had a hard time having an orgasm, so we had to learn some creative ways to add to her stimulation. She is the only girl I’ve had sex with in 5 years, so that’s all I really know.”
“You dated her that long?”
“Since freshman year.”
“Wow. You wasted your entire college career.”
“Not really. The girls weren’t exactly lining up to go out with me.”
“Well they sure as hell are going to start lining up now. I’m glad I got to you first. Did you see the way Ashley was checking you out?”
“Yeah, but she has a boyfriend.”
“Scott’s a great guy, and he’s really cute, but technically they are broken up. Unfortunately for both of them, they are like you and Kate. They have been together so long they don’t know anything else. But I know for a fact she is anxious to try something new, and so is he. Maybe I’ll get her to join in with us.”
That was something I never expected to hear from this girl I remembered running around my yard in pigtails. “What?!?”
“That would probably be the best way for her. Ease her into it.”
“What the hell is easy about that?”
“If I’m involved it will be more familiar.”
“What? Why would she feel better with both of us instead of alone?”
“Sometimes we, ah, well, fool around.”
“Holy shit, really?”
“Yeah, does that turn you on?” she said as she draped her leg across my thighs and started rubbing my newly awakening prick. “We live in a pretty open house. Does it turn you on to imagine what goes on around here when no boys are around? I’ll tell you a secret, a lot of the girls in our dance program hook up together. It’s hard to be around all those sexy girls and not get a little curious.” I wondered if that included my sister. I thought about saying something about Shea watching us before, but I decided to keep it to myself for the time being. Megan reached down and squeezed my boner. “I can feel how much it’s turning you on. Maybe this time you can fuck me until I pass out.” She rolled on top of me and started kissing me aggressively. I pulled off her shirt and started sucking on one of her tiny pink nipples. “Mmm yeah. That’s good.” She reached in my shorts to gently cup my balls and I rolled on top of her. She took her hand out and pulled down her panties. Then she freed my cock and started pulling it towards her hole.
“Not yet,” I said, “don’t you want to see some of the other skills I have?”
I kissed and sucked my way down her body, pausing at each nipple and her belly button. Then I nibbled at her hip bones and started kissing down her thighs. I kissed all the way down to her knees, and just as she started to spread her legs, I turned her over on to her stomach and started kissing my way back up. I stopped at the curve of her ass and kissed and licked a little at her crack. Not too deep, just enough to make her think. Then I worked my way up her back to her shoulders and the back of her neck. As I kissed her neck I gently massaged her lower back and ass. God it was so firm. Her body was unbelievable, better than anyone I had ever seen.
“I love touching you,” I whispered in her ear, and then started working my way down her spine. As I got closer to her ass she started pushing it up in the air, begging me with her body. I kissed around the smooth cheeks and gently spread her legs apart. I started kissing the sensitive skin down there, working my way up and down from her hole to her little brown star, but never all the way to her clit. Gradually I let my kisses get harder, and as she started to move in time with me I stuck my tongue out and licked her from top to bottom. (Or bottom to top, depending how you look at it) I would tease it all the way to her clit, and then just stop short. Then I would work it around and back up to her puckered little asshole. As I picked up the pace, I slowly started to slide my tongue in and out of her hot box, and she started squirming. She desperately wanted my tongue on her clit, which made me want to wait even longer.
“Please Jay,” she pleaded, “I want it so bad.” I pulled my tongue out of her soaking wet hole and licked up to her cute anus again, and started tongue fucking her there. She stopped squirming and moaned as I did that so I continued going in and out as I slid a finger into her pussy. “Oh,” she cried out as I gently rotated my finger inside her while reaming out her ass with my tongue. I took my finger out of her honey hole and replaced it with my thumb. Gently, I massaged her clit with my middle finger, which brought on the first of the familiar twitches. Just as she started to really get in to it I rolled her over again and went straight for her clit. She practically shot up in the air when I hit it, so I went after it more and more aggressively. Over and over I licked and sucked on her clit, and when I could tell she was starting to build towards her orgasm, I pushed my finger back inside her. She started to grunt with pleasure and grind her hips against my face. She grabbed the back of my head and began pulling me in to her crotch, so I added a little pressure, and while continuing to suck on her clit and finger fuck her hole, I brought my other hand up and pushed a finger in to her asshole. Her body went crazy as I pumped both hands and French kissed as much of her wet snatch as I could fit in my mouth.
“Fuck yeah. Eat my pussy, big brother. Lick your baby sister’s juices.” Suddenly, the twitching got more intense, and she raised her hips up off the bed and tried to push my face inside her. She grabbed a pillow and pulled it over her face just in time to muffle her scream, when she started having what looked like seizures. After nearly a minute of those, she dropped her hips down and went limp as a wet noodle. I gently removed my fingers and started kissing my way back up her body.
“How do you feel?” I asked, but I was met with silence. I stopped and looked closely at her. Sure as shit, she really had passed out. I sighed and rolled over, drifting off myself.
I woke up around 7:00 with a bursting bladder, so I gently eased out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. Once I was relieved I headed back towards Megan’s bed, when I noticed my sister on the couch in the living room. I walked in and she beamed at me. “Hi, how come you’re up so early?”
“I had to pee. I was going to go back to sleep, but if you’re awake I’d rather hang out with you. That’s why I came home.”
“So you didn’t just come home to nail my friends?” she asked with a mischievous grin.
That caught me a little off guard, “Wow. Are you pissed about that?” I asked, “I would never have even considered it if I knew it would bother you. ”
“I’m just giving you a hard time. I’m glad you had fun last night, and Megan sounded like she was enjoying herself.”
“Yeah, sorry about the noise.”
“I didn’t mind, it was hot.” I thought about bringing up our moment together last night, but I decided to wait until I knew how I felt about it. Shea was acting like nothing happened and I didn’t want to disrupt the mood.
“Since we’re up, do you want to go get some breakfast?” I asked.
“Sure, just let me get dressed.” She went and got ready, and we walked back to where her car was parked. We ate at a little breakfast diner popular with students, and I ran into a couple of people I know from college. As usual, no one recognized me at first, and a couple of guys made it a point to let me know how hot my “girlfriend” is. For some reason, I didn’t correct anyone, opting not to tell them she was my sister. It felt a little weird, but I liked the idea that people thought this beautiful dancer was with me. We finished up breakfast and headed back to my parents house.
My sisters and I don’t exactly look alike. I am darker and stockier like my father, but Shea looks like my mother, tall and graceful, with fair skin and green eyes. She has dark brown hair, but avoids the sun, preferring a lighter skin tone compared to my father and me. My sister Priya looks nothing like any of us. If you didn’t know her, you would never guess her mixed heritage. She had blond hair when she was born, and she colors it to keep it a sunny, summer blond. She would fit right in on a southern California beach. She’s shorter and curvier than Priya, and she works out like a maniac. Since my mother passed away and my father was so distant from us, we all kind of had to take care of each other. We would have different nannies from time to time, but no one long enough for us to bond with any of them. At least until Laura.
Laura was a twenty two year old recent college graduate when her agency sent her to work for us. Priya was 12, I was 11 and little Shea was only 7. She ran the house overall pretty well, and it was nice to finally have someone young and fun to be around. She had been with us for 3 years, after my sister and I were in high school, when she and my father announced that the two of them were getting married. We were all shocked at first. We had no indication that they had any type of relationship, not to mention the eleven year age difference, but we all liked Laura, so we were happy. She was a lot of fun, and she really brightened up what was always a little bit gloomy house. We all wished she had come along sooner. She had been a dance major and encouraged my sister to study dance as well. She also got Shea the yoga instructor job at the same place she teaches Pilates.
We walked in the house and said hi to Laura, who was eating breakfast in the kitchen. I took a shower and got dressed, while she chatted with Shea. I had planned to sit out back by the pool, but Shea and Laura invited me to go shopping with them so I tagged along. We walked from store to store, with me primarily carrying their bags and sitting on benches while they tried stuff on. When they wanted to stop in Victoria’s Secret, I told them I would wait out front.
Laura laughed at me, “Don’t be ridiculous. We’re all adults, and we see each other in the pool all summer. There’s no difference.” I grudgingly agreed and quickly found myself a spot on a couch to wait. They walked around and picked things up, sometimes asking me for my opinion. I just replied by saying everything was pretty. Eventually, they both had an armful of stuff and went to the fitting rooms. At some point, Laura called me over and asked me to get something in a different size for her.
I retrieved it and sat down in front of the fitting rooms as they talked to me and each other, when Laura said, “I just can’t decide on this one. I like the red, and the blue. But I don’t know which one looks better on my skin.” She called my sister to look at it to help her decide, so my sister came out wearing only a half cup bra. Laura opened the door wearing a similar bra with the matching thong. Even though she was 34, years of dance and working out, Laura was built like she was 24. My dick immediately jumped to attention looking at these two beauties, and I felt immediately embarrassed about ogling my stepmom and my little sister.
“I like the blue,” said my sister, “Which one do you like Jay?”
“Me?” I stuttered, “I guess the red. Marines like red.” The bright crimson contrasted nicely against her tan skin.
“Then red it is,” Laura said with a smile. “In honor of the United States Marine Corps!!” She gave a little comical salute plus a hip shake, which made her tits jiggle deliciously. I always loved her tits, and I was constantly trying to sneak peeks at them when I was a teenager. I was always asking her to swim with me just so I could see her in a bikini. “What about the bottoms? Thong or briefs? Maybe the boy shorts?”
Shea replied, “I am on a boy shorts kick right now, so that’s what I would say, but the thong looks pretty hot.”
“Jay?” Laura asked as she turned in a slow circle, displaying her wide hips and tight ass to me. I just sat there slack jawed when they both started laughing. “Jay? Are you okay?” my sister laughed.
“What? Oh sorry. Those are good.” Laura laughed and agreed. She closed the door and Shea went back to her cubicle while I tried to will my penis to shrink.
“Jay can you get me a 34C in this bra? The B is too tight.” I got up to grab it from her, and she opened the door in a pair of tiny panties as she slipped the bra off her shoulders. I stood there in shock as I gazed at her firm supple breasts. “Here you go,” she said with a flirty grin, “hurry back.”
Did I just imagine that? Did my little sister just flash me her tits and flirt with me? What the hell was going on? We really needed to have that talk. I brought her the new size, and she said “Wait right there.” She put the new bra on and adjusted her tits. “How does this look. Too tight?”
“Nope. Looks fine.”
Then she looked over her shoulder and stuck her tight little butt out towards the mirror. “What about the bottoms. Do they make my ass look big?”
“Nope. Looks fine.”
“Is that all you can say?”
“Just trying to be objective.”
She pointed at the huge banana curve in my pants. “Well your little friend there looks like he has an opinion.” I heard Laura laugh at that and I turned bright red. I walked out of the dressing room and planted myself on the couch with the shopping bags in my lap. The girls paid for their stuff and we headed home. Shea dropped us off, planning to meet up later, and I went to take a nap outside on the deck.
I was dozing for about 10 minutes when Laura came outside with some lunch for me. “So I heard you had fun last night?”
“Yeah, it was nice to see the old gang after all this time.”
She stripped off her clothes to reveal a tiny two piece bathing suit underneath, and reclined in the chair next to me to get some sun. God, she was hot. Her body didn’t have an ounce of fat, but had all the right curves for a woman in her early thirties. “I wasn’t talking about that. Megan is pretty hot these days, and I heard you two really enjoyed yourselves.”
“This is a little embarrassing to talk about, but yeah, it’s been a while.”
“Shea said you put on quite a show. Did I mention how great you look lately?” She dragged her nails across my bare chest.
What the fuck? Did Shea tell her she saw us? Was I going crazy, or was my stepmother hitting on me now too? Luckily, my phone rang. It was Mike inviting me to come play basketball in half an hour. I agreed, quickly changed and took off. This trip was getting weirder by the minute.
After the game I called my sister and she told me to come over any time, so I ran home showered and changed again, then headed to her house. Her roommates were on their way out the door for dinner, and invited us along. Shea replied, “We’ll meet you there. I have to finish getting ready.”
Megan gave me a hug and said, “Don’t take too long sport.” I sat down on the couch to wait for Shea to get ready, when she called me to her room. She was reclining on her bed wearing the same underwear she had modeled for me earlier.
“I suppose we should talk about last night.”
“And today at the store.” I said sternly.
She patted the mattress next to her, but I just stood there with my arms crossed. She sighed, “I went to the bathroom last night, when I saw you talking to Megan on the couch. After I peed, I figured I would hang out with the two of you, but when I came back out, I saw Megan’s head moving up and down under the blanket. I watched you tense up as you came, and rather than feel embarrassed, I couldn’t look away. When she started riding you I started to get really turned on, the more I watched the hotter I got. When you were pounding her from behind, every muscle in both of your bodies was rippling. I was so hot by then I started touching myself. When you finished, I was in a daze. You looked in to my eyes, and I realized that I wished it had been me instead of Megan. I went back to my room and masturbated picturing you, and when you and Megan started a second time, I masturbated again. I told Laura about it this morning, and she told me not to feel bad or embarrassed, just see where the feelings took me. It was her idea to model the underwear for you. This whole day was planned to make you horny. I was feeling silly about it by that point, but when I saw your hard cock through your pants…” she looked down at my crotch, which was once again hard as a rock, she moved to the edge of the bed and ran her finger along the length of the outline.
“What are you doing?!?”
“I know it’s wrong, but I don’t care.” She stood up and pressed her body against me, “I want you to make me scream like you made Megan scream. It will be our little secret.”
She stroked my hard-on through my pants and started nibbling on my neck. I had no idea how to feel. My baby sister was begging me to fuck her, and my body wanted to agree. I grabbed her arms to push her away, but when I looked in to her eyes, they had the same heat from the night before. She kissed me hard. I surrendered to her and lifted her up off the floor. She wrapped her legs around me and we collapsed on the bed. She yanked my t-shirt over my head, and I pulled down her bra straps and sucked her left nipple in to my mouth. She moaned at this, and started to fumble with my belt. I switched to her right nipple as she got my pants undone. I stood up and took them off.
“My god, you are beautiful,” she said and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. “I want to taste every inch of you.” She licked my stomach and slowly stood up moving her way up my body. She licked my chest, my neck and my chin until she bit my earlobe. I started to put my arms around her but she stopped me and turned me around. She started kissing and licking the back of my neck and worked her way down my spine. I can’t begin to describe how it felt. My entire body was tingling, and my groin was on fire. She licked down to the small of my back, and kneeled behind me. She gently kissed her way down my left ass cheek and then made her way back up the right. Half way up she bit down hard. I jumped at the pain and the shock.
“It’s so hard,” she said. “Every part of you is so hard.” She ran her tongue straight up the crack of my ass, which made me shiver, and then turned me around to nibble and lick at my stomach. She worked her way down between my legs, kissing and licking the side of my penis briefly, all the way to my sack. She licked and sucked the underside of my scrotum, while slowly stroking my cock. She stood up and moved me back to lie on the bed, then she crawled between my legs and locked eyes with me. “I heard Megan talking last night. I heard her pretending to be your ‘baby sister’. I know that turned you on. How does the real thing make you feel? Do you like you’re the feel of your baby sister’s tongue?” As she said it, she sucked the head of my dick in to her mouth. I groaned as I ran my fingers through her hair.
“I have never been this turned on in my life.” I said.
“I will make you feel better than you ever have.” She said as she continued to suck more of me in until she couldn’t fit anymore. “I love the salty taste of your skin.” She took my cock out and started licking up and down the underside of it, and then she went back to my balls. “I love the feel of your balls in my mouth. I want to squeeze the cum right out of them.” She continued to stroke me as she licked lower towards the patch of skin between my balls and my anus. She pressed her tongue flat and licked hard there, stroking my cock faster. “Does that feel good? I want to be dirty. I want to do things I would never do with anyone else.” It felt so good I almost didn’t notice when she ducked her head lower and started tonguing my asshole. “Am I the first girl to do this for you? Do you like it when I fuck your ass with my tongue?” She continued licking and thrusting, while cupping my balls with one hand and stroking my dick with the other. No one had ever done that for me, and the new sensations threatened to make me blow right then. Suddenly she stopped, lifted up and swallowed my prick whole. She started sucking fast, gently squeezing my balls with her other hand. When she felt me start to tense up, without giving me a chance to protest, she slipped her left index finger into my ass. It was like an electric shock, and as she stroked it in and out a couple of times I exploded. As I shot my load against the back of her throat, she jerked my cock and finger fucked my ass until I thought I would black out.
“Now I know how Megan felt.” I thought to myself as my orgasm peaked and subsided. Shea removed her finger and gently finished blowing me until she was sure I was finished.
She looked up at me with a grin, some of my come dripping off of her chin, she asked, “How was that?”
“No one has ever done that to me before. I didn’t realize how much I would like it.” I said in a voice from space.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” My younger sister said with a husky rasp. Her lithe dancer’s body glided up over mine until she straddled my hips and pushed a hard nipple in to my mouth. “I’m so turned on. I want to come so bad.” I flipped her over and sucked my way down to her bare shaven mound. The smell of her arousal made my mouth start to water. I thought about starting slowly and working her up to her orgasm, but that seemed like overkill so I pulled her panties down, and jammed my tongue inside of her and started fucking her with my mouth. She screamed out and grabbed my head, grinding her hips in to my face. I moved up to her clit and pushed my forefinger into her steaming hot box. As I licked her pussy and curled my finger upwards inside of her, I added a second finger and slowly started thrusting in and out. As she got closer to coming, I stopped everything I was doing.
“What are you doing? Don’t stop!!” I ignored her and lifted my body on top of hers. I one smooth motion I slipped my cock inside her and instantly she came hard. She screamed at the top of her lungs and wrapped her legs around me tight. She lifted her body off the mattress to grind her pussy against me and dug her nails in to the flesh on my back. I leaned back a little and reached my hands around to cup her ass. I then proceeded to mercilessly pound into her. I violently punished her hole, as she matched every one of my thrusts with one of her own and screaming “fuck, fuck, fuck,” in time. After a couple minutes of this she flipped me over and rode my cock fast and hard. She alternated between bouncing on it hard and grinding her clit against me, until unexpectedly she tensed up and let out a wild shriek. As she came for the second time, her entire body convulsed and she collapsed on top of me. Still pulsing with heat, I flipped her over on to her stomach and started ramming her as hard as I could. I yanked her hip bones back and pushed my cock as deep inside her as it would go. She reached beneath us and found my sac, squeezing it as I thrust inside her.
“Yes! Fuck me with that fat cock. Split your baby sister in half. You like that? You like fucking your ‘real’ sister. God, this is so fucking nasty.” Hearing that pushed me to the next level. I pulled my cock out of her and pushed it against her anus.
“You want this? You like getting pounded by your big brother? Big brother’s going to fuck you in the ass.” I pushed forward steadily, and she screamed my name.
“Oh my god. It’s too big. It won’t fit.” I just kept pushing until I was all the way in. Slowly, I withdrew and pushed it back in. Shea grunted and tucked her hand underneath herself to cup her mound. She furiously fingered herself while I pumped in and out of her ass. “I feel so full. Your cock feels enormous.” I picked up the pace, reaming out her ass deeper with every stroke. “Oh my god, I’m going to come…” she screamed. Her body abruptly tensed, and her asshole clamped down on my pole so hard it was almost painful. I could feel her muscles contract as she rode out her orgasm, wailing as loud as she could, which pushed me over the edge. “Fuck yeah. Shoot that load up my ass!!” she shouted. I grunted and pounded into her, emptying shot after shot into my baby sister’s bowels until I finally collapsed on to her back. We lay there for a moment, both trying to catch our breath, when Shea asked, “Fuck. How hot was that?”
“It was fucking awesome!!” said Megan from the hallway. Shocked, we both turned to see Megan and Ashley standing there watching us with wide eyes. “How long have you two been there?” I asked, embarrassed.
“I forgot my purse,” Ashley squeaked, “We were here the whole time.”
–to be continued