----------------------------------------------------------------- This text file contains explicit material unsuitable for anyone below 18. If you are underage, please do not read beyond this line. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Content: suddenly my sister chapter 1.txt (m f solo inc ws) Author: Blerg3 Story title: Suddenly, My Sister - Chapter 1 ----------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright to Blerg3 (c) 2014. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story except for your own personal use. I'm fine with sharing of this story via any person to person form of file transfer such as email, IM, flash drive, bluetooth etc, but please do not upload to any other sites without permission. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Suddenly, My Sister - Chapter 1 (m f solo inc ws) by Blerg3 ----------------------------------------------------------------- A teenager is drawn into a sexy game by his older sister ----------------------------------------------------------------- It's the evening, sky growing dark, and as usual we're all gathered in the living room watching TV. Our parents have sprawled on the sofa as usual, as the youngest I'm forced into the lowest position- the bean bag down by the side of the chair- and my older sister has the corner chair behind me. It's not a particularly big room despite everything in it, so I'm just fitting into the gap between the sofa and the wall. It's a bit cramped to say the least, and I can feel my sister's feet resting on the bean bag behind my head, which is just annoying. Every so often she shifts them a little, and after a while she seems to be moving them constantly, so I twist around to yell, and get the shock of my life. Bare pussy. Bare wet pussy. My sister's bare. Wet. Pussy. At just a year older than me I know she's hot, or at least so my friends tell me, but to me she's just my bossy older sister. So maybe she's blonde and willowy, but she can be a total bitch too, and I probably get that more than anyone else. Except, it seems, today. When she gets back most days, she changes straight into an old t-shirt, small and faded, and any one of many pairs of baggy sports trousers. This pair however seems to have split or been ripped right along the crotch, and she isn't wearing any panties. And she's wet. And from the look she's giving me, she knows it, and she wants me to know it too. I don't have a clue. My brain's still in the whatthefuck stage, neat hairless pussy imprinted on it, glistening in the light from the TV. My brain might be puzzled, but my body responds fast with an erection like a flagpole. I count myself lucky I'm down the side of the chair and invisible to our parents, who are still right there. What the hell's she thinking? Is this a regular thing she gets a kick out of and I just never noticed before? My pocket buzzes, a text. -Enjoying the show?- I tap a quick response. -What the FUCK- I see her grin in the phonelight as she reads it. -Hey, I'm horny- -I'm your brother- -So?- Suddenly that seems like a very good question, and I can't think of an answer to it. I send the weak -So you shouldn't be doing this- but it lacks any sort of conviction, which she can definitely sense. She grins at me and lifts her feet from the bean bag, putting her knees up. Now she seems more exposed than ever, pussy squeezed perfectly between her thighs. She reaches round and slides a finger up it, tip disappearing momentarily inside. My cock's throbbing like an engine, I've totally forgotten about the TV, and I'm even barely aware of our parents being in the room. I try and shake it off, ground her in reality again. -Why now?- She shrugs. -Why not? We're old enough, I'm offering it, and you want it, right?- I really struggle with an answer there. I can't bring myself to lie and flat out say no, but I can't just give in. Mostly because part of my brain is saying 'she always gets what she wants.' and I refuse to give in without a good fight. Though I'm already feeling like I'm on the losing side. Before I can calculate a response, I get another text. -Remember when we used to pee outside as kids?- I do. Her idea again. She'd lead me out into the garden or further afield when we could, find a nice location, and we'd engage in a little pee play, sometimes competitive, sometimes friendly, sometimes just for the fun of making a mess. I won't lie and say it wasn't fun, it was. But she definitely got more out of it than I did. My phone twitches again. -Want to see some indoors?- My eyes widen and I get as far as typing -You w- before she does it. It's not much at all, a little shining arc of droplets that bubbles up from her pussy, into the air and disappears onto the dark floor in just a moment, but it's enough to rekindle an excitement that hadn't hit me in a while. I spin to look at our parents. Totally oblivious, engrossed in some irrelevance on the screen. I look back at that pussy, a fine droplet poised to roll down the crease, and I cave. She can see it in my face, and she spreads her legs as a smile spreads across her face. Through the taut hole in her trousers, I see her lips part delicately, displaying beautiful pink layers, more attractive by far than any of the women I've seen in porn. I rotate carefully on the bean bag and slowly unzip my jeans, letting my cock spring loose as she plunges two fingers inside herself. They return shining wetly, clear strings playing between her fingers as she parts them. I start stroking myself, careful to keep it noiseless. If either of our parents lost interest and turned around, or the program ended, we'd be in trouble. I couldn't even imagine the scale of punishment for this sort of thing, but that only added to the taboo thrill. Her fingers slid slickly up and down over her pussy, flushed red and juicy, and mine sped up and down my rigid shaft as I watched her. I wanted to slip my tongue inside her pussy and taste it, or better yet, simply plunge my cock inside her, but I don't think either of us dared go so far as to touch the other with our parents in the room. Our fingers were racing now, and if I listened carefully underneath the noise from the TV, I could hear the slight shlup of lubricated fingers on dripping pussy. I could feel the pressure building at the base of my cock, and she tilted her head back, mouth slightly open, neck tensed. Slipping her middle finger inside, her mouth widened silently, her back arched as far as the chair would allow, and juice spurted out through her fingers, a droplet landing as far away as my foot. With about half a second before I came myself, I had to think fast. It was going to be messy, and I couldn't just spurt semen across the floor, or anywhere obvious. She held up her dripping hand, smiling at me, and as silently as I could, I rolled onto my knees, and came into the hole in her trousers. A thick jet of cream splashed across her mound, dribbling down over her lips, and I just kept coming and coming, shot after shot draping her swollen shining pussy, her smooth inner thighs. Finally spent, I tucked my still hard cock under my shirt, and collapsed back onto the bean bag. She grinned at me again and closed her legs, pulling a face at the wet mess in her trousers. A minute later as the program ended and the credits began to roll, our dad getting to his feet to get a coffee, I felt my pocket buzz. -I've gotta take a shower. Want to join me?- I look up at my bossy older sister's smiling face, and realise she's gotten her way again. I grin back.