by IndianAsian ©
My sister was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen when we were growing up. Jenny was only a little older than my eighteen years, but she matured long before I did. By the time my cock started reacting to female flesh, my sister had a body that was driving older boys and men crazy. To me, it was pure torture in my own home. My first hard-ons were caused by her. I don't know how many gallons of cum I shot in the middle of the night with Jenny as the star in one of my frequent, vivid wet-dreams.
Dreaming about her wasn't all that I did. I lusted after her all day --- and not just in my heart, either.
It started slowly. I would catch a quick glimpse of her coming from the shower; the damp, tight towel wrapped around Jenny's sweet, young body, only further emphasizing her wondrous curves. When she saw me watching, she always seemed to linger, finding some important task that required her to stay within my sight after her shower. The towel fought a battle with her supple, young body. The rough material seemed to caress her creamy-white tits. Once in a while, the towel would lose the battle, slipping just enough for me to peek at her luscious titties, or her brown, fur-covered cunt.
Growing up around my sister was interesting. Hell, it was more than just interesting --- it was exciting. I wasn't alone, though. I quickly found that Jenny enjoyed our games as much as I did.
She teased me in little ways that changed subtly as my body thickened and matured. Looks became touches, and then caresses. The last summer she lived with us, Jenny was really into tanning in our fenced backyard. She let me lotion her back when the folks were out. Her old, black, one-piece suit evolved into as skimpy bikini, usually with the top untied. She now had much more skin that needed a coating of tanning oil. I happily volunteered for the job. I liked touching the back of her sexy frame, but I pushed it until I was actually rubbing the more interesting side. She didn't fight much. Jenny's firm, heavy, nicely tanned boobs were the first ones I ever touched.
Did I get to fuck her? No, damn it! We never did anything. Not even a quick hand-job. I wanted it, and I think she did, too. We just didn't have the time to let it happen. While I was just entering college, she moved out west to live with some guy.
Our reunion came after a long, tearful phone call that I received two months ago. Jenny said that everything had gone wrong. Her boyfriend turned out to be an asshole, and he had skipped out on her. Our parents said that she should move back with them. I made the same offer, and to my surprise, Jenny said that she would be arriving at my apartment the next night --- if it was okay with me.
I was attending college about a thousand miles from our family home. I was pretty good at football in high school, and they're providing me with a full-ride scholarship here. I'm a real freshman, not one of those red-shirt guys, but I started every game this year. The apartment was owned by one of the team boosters. I was supposed to be house-sitting for him. Yeah, right. House-sitting --- for as long as I kept catching footballs, that is. Anyway, it was no place for me to live for free.
When I opened the door for my big sister on that night two months ago, she was even more lovely than my memories of her. All of twenty-one now, Jenny had colored her hair. She was now a blonde. The long curls fell around her shoulders, framing that angelic face I had seen on the succubus haunting so many of my horny dreams. I couldn't see much of her body, but what little I did see looked nice --- really nice.
We sat on the couch until late in the night, talking about all the things that had happened to us over the last three years. Jenny had arrived with a couple of bottles of wine. The first was already gone, and we were putting a pretty good dent in the second one. I guess we were both becoming a little tipsy.
Then she started to talk about that last summer --- that last summer when our sexplay had almost got out of hand.
"I was mean to you, Davy," she giggled. "What do you mean, Sis?"
"I used to tease you," she said, her laughter making those big, beautiful, braless tits shimmy under her blouse. "It was kinda fun, though, knowing that you were so excited by me."
"I guess," I stammered, my eyes locked on her visible nipples.
"No," she insisted. "I was mean. I knew that I was making you all worked up over me. I loved it when I made you hard. I could always tell, too. I used to go inside afterwards and finger myself until I got off." "Jeez, Sis!" I gasped.
"Mmmm," she purred, sinking into the couch, her hand somehow over on my thigh before I actually realized it. "Yeah. I remember when I let you put lotion on my titties that first time. I went to bed later and played with myself, thinking about you suffering under that little swimsuit. God! You grew so big that the head of your thing was sticking out in the open."
"It did?" I blurted out, astonished that she had known that.
"Did you do it, too?" she asked, turning that pretty face to look deeply into my eyes.
Jenny was moving on the couch now, her sexy body squirming as she humped her hips up a little. Her hand had moved. The fingers were now on the inside of my thigh, creeping upward slowly. "You know," she continued, no longer giggling. "Did you play with your cock, thinking about me?"
Jenny leaned closer. Her lips came toward mine. Closer. Then closer still. The pink, moist tip of her tongue came out. It ran slowly around her slightly parted lips until they glistened in the light. The last inch between us disappeared, and her lips found mine. Her tongue was insistent, worming into my mouth and fighting an intertwining battle with my own.
By the time the kiss broke, we were both panting.
"You're hard right now, Davy," she whispered, her hand searching until she confirmed that undeniable fact. "Mmmm, yes. You're all big and hard for me."
Jenny took charge. She opened her blouse, showing me those beautiful tits of hers. Trembling fingers pulled off my T-shirt. Our next kiss was skin to skin, her tits mashing into my chest. Her hands searched for the buttons on my jeans. She had me naked in seconds, and then her own clothing followed, joining in the pile near the couch.
She hadn't changed in three years, other than her tits were a little heavier. Her body was also somehow fuller and more sexy --- without her having gained a pound in weight. This time, though, I didn't have to be happy with just looking and pretending to lotion her body. This time I could touch freely, and be touched just as openly in return.
Jenny settled down between my open legs. Her big tits dragged down over my belly, crossing over my cock in a wondrous, sliding delight that was over much too soon. As exciting and heavenly as her naked tits on my cock and balls felt, I quickly forgot all about the thrill as she spoke, saying things I'd only dreamed of hearing.
"I'm gonna do you, Davy," she said, wetting her lips again and staring straight at my rock-hard boner. "God!" I groaned.
"I'm gonna suck you off," she mewled, squirming delightfully between my thighs. "I shouldn't have teased you, baby. I'm gonna make up for that right now. Come for me. Come in my mouth."
As I looked on in awe, my beautifully naked sister's lips dropped down, touching the head of my prick. It jerked, bobbing back and forth over her lips. A shiny bubble of pre-cum burst as she kissed my cockhead. The slippery fluid stuck to her lips, stringing out from my prick as she looked up into my eyes once more.
She knew I was watching. Jenny smiled. Then she licked her lips and moaned. My cum-trail broke, melting into her tongue. The nipples pressing into my thighs were upright and urgent now, denting my flesh with their rubbery hardness.
"Jeez, Jenny," I whispered. "Are we really doing this? It's not another dream, is it? I can't really believe that we're finally doing it. I've wanted to fuck you for so long."
"Me, too, honey, but not right now," she said, her tongue slipping out to swipe over the magic inch just under my piss-slit. "I want our first fuck to be nice. You're too hot right now. Let me get you off. I love giving head, anyway. Let me make this one in my mouth; then you'll last longer when you get inside my pussy."
Jenny stopped talking. She was too busy for speech. Opening her mouth, she dropped down all around my jerking length. "Ooooh," I groaned.
My big sister was sucking on my prick --- not just sucking, but making love to me with her mouth. She had told me that she loved giving head, and now she was proving it. She opened wide, taking more than half of my throbbing thickness between her nibbling lips. The silky smoothness of her lips slid up and down, ovaling over my hard-on. Inside her sweet mouth, that teasing tongue of my sister's was flicking wildly, never stopping as she started bobbing her head up and down. She bathed every inch of my aching hard-on with her sweet tongue as she sucked and slid her lips around my purple-headed prick.
I tried to stay still, but I had to push my cock up, driving it into her mouth, practically fucking my sister's face.
Jenny purred, pumping her head in time with my thrusts.
I watched my older sister's pretty face as she worked her magic around my raging hard-on. She was really enjoying this. Jenny licked and nibbled and sucked over my prick, moaning deeply in her throat every time I jerked from her lewd attention. The hotter she became, the further my hard cock seemed to sink into her mouth. I felt the rubber back of her throat, thinking that I was as far in as I was going to get. However, one more moan, and the head of my boner slipped down into the milking wonderland of her throat.
Jenny was right about one thing. I was too hot to last. Jenny must have known. She pulled up, freeing my prick from her throat. Her pretty face twisted with lust as she started bobbing up and down faster. Her snake-like tongue was back, doing things to my raw nerve-endings that were heavenly. Her hand was cupping my balls, urging the hot cum that was building inside them.
I tried to warn Jenny that I was coming, but she only moaned and tightened her grip around my balls. When I came, she stayed with me right through the shuddering blast. She took it --- right in her mouth! That only made me come more.
Jenny slurped up every drop, even licking the small amount that had escaped onto my belly. Again, she surprised me. She didn't stop; if anything, she started doing even sexier things to me. Her fingers dropped under my balls, massaging my asshole. And then her heavy, grapefruit-sized tits were back, dragging up over my cock.
"Stay hard, baby," she groaned, her flushed face showing me just how hot she had become.
Shit. After hearing that, I was willing to bet my cock wouldn't go down for a week. I pulled Jenny up. She rolled with me, falling to position easily. My own sister parted her legs for me. She opened, and then I was pushing inside, slipping into that oozing tunnel of pure delight. My first stroke filled her, long and deep and tight. Jenny was moaning into my ear, urging me to fuck her --- to fuck her harder, deeper, faster.
My arms went under her upraised legs. She pushed up on my chest to tell me what she wanted. I propped my sister up, preparing her for the pounding fuck that I knew she wanted.
"Like this?" I gasped, wanting to please her so much.
"Yes!" she hissed. "Fuck me, Davy! I've been wanting this for so long. Ooooh, fuck me!"
As I was stroking my still-hard cock into Jenny, I thought that this was the best that sex could possibly get. She has since taught me several little tricks that proved just how wrong I was. However, right then, I was in heaven. I could see her pretty face responding to everything I was doing to her. My long, slow strokes built her passions. When I hit her hard and fast and unexpectedly, she shuddered way up inside, her inner charms rippling along the full length of my buried boner.
"I'm coming, baby!" Jenny screamed aloud. "God, I'm coming!"
I had been fucking my sister, but her climax changed that. Suddenly she was fucking back at me. She squirmed around, ending with her hands gripping my biceps. Her feet were flat on the couch beside my hips. As she fucked up to me, her cunt was like a velvet glove coated with the slickest lubricant. She milked around me, the wicked smile on her face telling me that it was on purpose.
"Mmmmm," moaned my nasty big sister. "You like that, baby? My little brother likes his sister's nice, tight pussy?"
I had stopped moving. I was pressed up as if at the top of a push-up. Under me, Jenny was anything but still. She was wild. She squirmed and shivered, working every muscle in her luscious, young body for my enjoyment. She fucked up to me, trying to screw her entire body up over my aching hard-on.
"Come," she purred. "Shoot off inside me, Davy. I'm safe. You don't have to worry. Don't pull out. Oooooh, God! Let me feel it. Let me feel your hot cum, baby."
The hot wetness of my sister's soul was bubbling out around my prick. I'd just blasted off in her mouth a few minutes before, but her naughty words were making my cock jerk again. I started to stroke in and out of her silky fuck-hole in time with her upward thrusts.
Even with this first fuck, Jenny knew the perfect thing to do --- for both of us. She pulled me forward just enough to put the sawing ridge of my prick over her swollen clitty. In seconds, she was coming. I was behind her by about two strokes. That fiery, pink slash between her legs sucked the juice out of my body. I came so hard that little lights burned into the back of my closed eyelids just as I collapsed over her panting body.
Jenny is still living here, her short visit turning into something much more permanent. She's in class as I write this. Jenny signed up for summer school. By fall, she'll be caught up with me. >From what I can see, her grades are going to be a hell of a lot higher than mine, too. No one thinks anything about my sister living with me. They figure that she's going to help me with my classes. They're probably right.
Jenny goes out on dates. I do, too. But when we return home, behind our locked doors, I love my older sister --- and she loves me back.