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 Title: The Prettiest Girl In School


Summary: After years of wanting my step-sister.


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot,sex







   When I was 9 years old, my parents divorced.  I was sad about it but I
was also relieved because I was so tired of hearing them argue and fight.
My sister went with my mom, who moved two states away to live; they
returned to my mom's parents' home for a few years before they finally got
their own house.

   I stayed with my dad in Gainesville.  Dad was a professor at UF and he
was a fun parent once mom wasn't around to aggravate him.  I visited with
my mom and sister in the summers in North Carolina and I had fun, but I was
always glad to return to Gainesville.  Whenever I said "home," Gainesville
is definitely what I meant.

   After about 6 months of being divorced, Dad started dating.  Sometimes
he dated young college girls who seemed kind of goofy and sometimes he
dated other faculty members.  Looking back on it now, I guess he dated the
students just because he wanted to fuck young girls while he had the
opportunity.

   Occasionally, he dated somebody who lived in Jacksonville or Lake City
or Ocala.  I think he was meeting a few of these women online.

   Occasionally, one of his dates would spend the night at our house.  I
was always asleep before they would get home but in the morning, I saw the
girls coming out of Dad's bedroom, so -- back then - I guessed that they
were sleeping in his bed.  Now, I realize that they were sharing the bed
but probably not doing much sleeping!  But, back then of course, I was
still a little bit innocent.

   So . . .  when I was 14, Dad started dating this professor named Amanda
Johnson.  She was a funny lady and I thought she was beautiful for her age.
She told me to just call her "Mandy." By that time, I was becoming very
aware of the female body and how I reacted to it and I basically knew the
mechanics of sex, so I had thoughts in my head about wanting to see a naked
female and touch a female body and all those usual things that adolescent
boys go through.

   Anyway, after they had been dating for about 6 months, I realized that
Mandy never spent the night at our house.  I asked Dad if Mandy didn't like
him enough to want to stay overnight and he laughed.  He explained that
Mandy and he were in love with each other but Mandy could not spend the
night because she had a daughter at home the same age as me and she
couldn't leave the daughter alone overnight.

   A few weeks later, Dad said that he wanted me to go out to dinner with
him and Mandy, and that Mandy's daughter would also be at dinner.  They
wanted us all to meet and start spending some time together.  Okay, I
thought, I've already got a sister so I know how to get along with girls;
I'll give it a try!

   Friday night came and Dad and I went to Leonardo's 706 restaurant.  They
have great pizza!  Mandy and her daughter were supposed to meet us there.
We arrived first so we got a table and ordered something to drink.

   When Mandy walked in to Leonardo's, I was blown away.  The girl with her
was Allison Johnson, the hottest freshman girl at Gainesville High!  Mandy
always talked about "my daughter" and I didn't realize that her daughter
was the girl who I fantasized about on a daily basis.  Allie also instantly
recognized me although I doubt that she has been fantasizing about me!

   "Ben!  I'm so relieved it's you I'm meeting tonight!" Allie said.  "I've
been feeling a little bit nervous about this."

   "Yeah, me, too!" I responded.

   After a few minutes of small talk, Dad said that Allie and I could split
a pizza and we quickly agreed on a Big Leo.  Dad and Mandy got involved in
their conversation and Allie and I started comparing notes.  We didn't have
any classes together this semester but we had many common friends.  After
talking about that, Allie whispered to me, "I think our parents want to get
married!"

   I had never considered the possibility that something such as that might
happen.  I was in shock!

   * * *

   Our two families started spending more time together and I actually got
comfortable talking to Allie.  I had always thought that extremely
beautiful girls were stuck up bitches but she didn't act that way at all.

   Sometimes, Mandy would bring Allie to our house and the two of us would
stay at home while Dad and Mandy went out somewhere.  Sometimes, they would
take us with them.  They always went out to cool restaurants and it was
nice being treated like I was good enough to go to adult places.  And I
liked spending time with Allie.

   When Allie and I stayed at home, Dad would get us a pizza and we would
watch a movie.  Dad had told me to let Allie pick he movie so it was
usually some romantic comedy.  Sometimes those movies had nudity in them
and I always felt a little bit embarrassed when there was a naked girl on
the television screen.  On one occasion, the guy and girl in the movie were
supposed to look like they were having sex and Allie suddenly blurted out,
"You know they're having sex, right?  I mean . . .  they might even get
married and have a baby.  Wouldn't that be cool?"

   "How do you know they're having sex?" I asked.

   "Have you ever had sex?" she asked me.

   "No, but I've seen plenty on the 'net" I responded.  "Have you had sex?"

   She laughed.  "A lot of people think I have but I've never done anything
more than a guy kissed me on the lips a few times last year.  But I know
that when you're an adult, you want to have sex, and . . .  well, I don't
know it absolutely that they're doing it but they've been dating for
several months and sometimes they don't come home until late and . . . 
when Mom leaves me here, they go back to our house because, when I go back
home, I notice things like glasses in the kitchen sink that weren't there
when Mom and I left the house, so they must be doing it!"

   "Yeah, you're probably right," I admitted.  "So, what do you think about
them getting married?"

   "Well, I like your dad and I like you.  I mean, I think you would be an
okay step-brother.  And I guess Mom and I would move in here because your
house is bigger than ours, but . . .  I haven't had to share a bathroom
with anyone in a long time and since it's just me and Mom at home,
sometimes we just run around the house not dressed all the way and I'd
kinda miss some of that freedom, but . . .  Mom seems very happy with your
Dad and the idea of a baby brother or sister is kinda cool and I could get
used to living with you so . . .  if they talk about it, I'll agree.  What
about you?"

   "Okay, well . . .  your mom's a nice lady, and she's funny, and Dad
seems really happy, and . . .  I get the part about freedom 'cause when I
get up in the mornings, I usually just walk around in my underwear before I
get dressed for the day, but . . .  I think you'd be a cool step-sister, so
. . .  I'd say yeah, too."

   "So . . .  do you want to get this over with and make it happen sooner?"
Allie asked.

   "Sure.  Do you have a plan?"

   "Well, I think they're waiting to give us time to get used to each other
but they're probably tired of sneaking around to sleep together, so if they
came in tonight and found us on the sofa like asleep but sitting up, you
know like leaning against each other, that would probably make them think
we were good and they might even just spend the night here, too." 

   We turned on a movie and about halfway through, I heard Allie yawn. 
Then she slid over on the sofa so she was next to me with our bodies
touching and she put her head on my shoulder.  I don't remember drifting
off to sleep but the next think that happened was Dad and Mandy waking us
up and they were both smiling.  But . . .  Mandy and Allie went home.

   * * *

   Allie reported to me that she suggested to her mom that, the next time,
they just spend the night at our house.  Apparently, Mandy and Dad talked
about it and decided that they would take the suggestion.

   We had three bedrooms and the third bedroom was a fully functioning
bedroom because that's where my sister stayed when she came to visit us. 
On Friday night, Mandy and Allie came over about 7 pm, Mandy had stopped
and picked up a pizza to go, and they got us situated and then left.  Allie
put her overnight bag in the third bedroom and came back downstairs to eat.

   Allie told me that she had brought a swim suit with her so we could go
in the pool after dinner.  It was August and it was still light and very
warm until about 8:30 pm.  We both went upstairs to change.

   Allie had not been upstairs in our house very much so she realized for
the first time that the two bedrooms were Jack and Jill style, with a
shared bathroom between the two bedrooms.  Both of the bathroom doors were
open so we could see from one bedroom into the other.  There really wasn't
any reason to keep the doors closed when it was just Dad and me in the
house.

   We were standing in "her" bedroom and she said, "Okay, I'm gonna change
now, so shoo, but you can leave the door open so we can talk . . .  just
don't peak!"

   As much as I had fantasized about wanting to see a naked girl, I clearly
understood how horribly that would mess things up, so I was a good boy.  I
went to my bedroom and changed into my swimsuit.  As I was pulling it up,
Allie walked into my bedroom.

   "I told Mom that we might go swimming but I didn't tell her which
swimsuit I was bringing, so . . .  don't say anything to her or your Dad
about what I'm wearing, okay?"

   As soon as I heard those words, I looked up and saw that Allie was in a
very revealing bikini.  The top had two triangles that covered her small
but developing boobs and the rest of the top was just string.  The bottom
had an equally small triangle that covered her lady parts and, in the back,
it was close to being a thong.

   "This is the most comfortable bikini I have but Mom said I could get it
only if I didn't wear it around anyone else.  She thinks it's too revealing
but . . .  I can trust you, right?"

   "Well, yeah, I mean . . .  you are definitely a hot girl and I know a
lot of guys who would like to be here right now but . . .  you're gonna be
my step-sister and, uh . . .  we can't mess things up here, so . . .  yeah,
you can trust me, but . . .  can I trust you?" I teased her.

   "Well, you're a hot guy and you look real good in your swim suit but,
yeah, we can't mess anything up, so . . .  let's go get in the pool."

   We went out and jumped in the pool.  We played and splashed and had a
good time.  We occasionally had moments where our bodies touched; I don't
know if she didn't notice or she didn't care, but neither of us seemed to
be too concerned about that.

   We finally got out of the pool and Allie said, "Well, that was a lot of
fun!  I'm gonna go get a shower."

   I stayed downstairs while she went upstairs and showered.  She came
downstairs wearing a bathrobe so I assumed that she was dressed for bed.  I
then showered, put on a pair of boxers and gym shorts, and went back
downstairs.  Allie and I watched a movie and we decided it was bedtime.

   We went upstairs and each went into our respective bedrooms.  Both
bathroom doors were open so, a minute later, I heard Allie announce,
"Knock, knock."

   When I looked up, she had removed her bathrobe and all I saw was a tee
shirt that came down just far enough that I couldn't see her panties or
whatever she was wearing beneath the tee shirt.

   "Hey, you know, at one point, I was a little bit concerned about our
folks getting married and all of us living together but . . .  now I think
it would work out great and I hope it happens soon.  And I hope you feel
the same way."

   "Yeah, you're a lot more fun than my real sister and, uh . . .  it's
just that, uh, you're just so hot that, uh . . .  you know, like, when I
see you in a bikini, it just makes me feel, like . . .  I guess you know
what I'm trying to say."

   Allie looked at me and simply replied, "I think you're cute, too.  Good
night!"

   And with that said, she turned and went back to her bedroom.  I had some
difficulty falling asleep that night.

   * * *

   The overnight visits continued for several weekends and then they turned
into Friday and Saturday night visits every weekend.  I loved spending time
with Allie and it seemed that she loved spending time with me.

   Within another three or four months, Dad and Mandy made the big
announcement that they were going to get married.  At that point, Allie
wasn't shocked and neither was I.  Dad and Mandy were happy.  Allie and I
were happy.  We were all happy.

   It took another eight months before the wedding actually happened.  A
few months before the wedding, Mandy and Allie moved into our house, as I
had expected, and Mandy put her house on the real estate market. 

   Having Mandy and Allie in the house constantly was a mostly good thing.
Mandy was a stricter housekeeper than was my dad or my mom, so I had to
keep my room looking neat.  I also got the chore of cutting the grass and
Allie was responsible for keeping the pool clean. 

   Mandy was a great cook and she was teaching Allie how to cook.  We had
excellent meals on the weekends when Mandy had time to cook.  Allie and I
enjoyed it when we got time alone and we were quickly becoming best
friends.

   The wedding was a big event in Gainesville and there were probably more
than 200 people in attendance.  By this time, Allie and I had both turned
16 and we were juniors in high school.  She and I were friends but neither
of us had dated anyone else.

   We were each other's date at the wedding reception.  We sat and ate
together, we danced a few songs, and Dad and Mandy actually let us each
have a glass of champagne for the toast to the bride.

   Mandy's mom stayed with us while Dad and Mandy went on their honeymoon.

   * * *

   I was a good student and usually on the A-B honor roll at school.  Allie
was an equally good student but her interests were different from mine.  I
was a typical STEM guy while Allie favored the humanities and foreign
languages.  She was fairly fluent in both French and Spanish and she also
played piano.

   There was an unspoken tension between us.  I think we were both aware of
having some attraction to each other but we both knew that we couldn't do
anything about our attraction.  Eventually, Allie started dating and I did,
too, but our dating was very casual.  Although we were best friends, we
knew that discussing our dating would be a mistake so we avoided the topic.

   When we graduated high school, I was still a virgin and, to the best of
my knowledge, Allie was still a virgin too.  We had both always said that
we wanted to attend UF and we had both applied and been accepted.  Dad and
Mandy both said that they wanted us to live on campus for our first few
years because that was part of the process that they both said would help
us to mature.  I suspected that Dad and Mandy wanted to be free to have sex
in the pool or in front of the fireplace and having us both out of the
house would make their lives a bit easier.

   So, Allie and I both moved into the dorms and started college.  We went
home and spent the night on most Friday nights but, otherwise, I didn't see
much of Allie.  We were both just very busy and were spending time with
other friends and learning how to blend into college life.

   At the end of our freshman year, Allie surprised me when she announced
that she had a boyfriend.  Announcing that she had a boyfriend meant that
she had a serious boyfriend.  I wasn't very happy about it but what could I
say other than "Congratulations?"

   I was also dating, though not seriously.  Most freshman and sophomore
girls were not looking for a serious relationship but they were certainly
eager to have sex.  I quickly lost my virginity and had sex with three
different girls the first year of college.

   We both decided to stay in school for the summer semester and to stay in
the dorms.  That would allow both of us to take a lighter course load
during the remainder of the next year and we would have time for part-time
jobs.  Of course, we still went home on Friday nights but sometimes, Allie
had a date with Mr.  Wonderful and she skipped our weekly reunions.  I felt
like we had started drifting apart and I wasn't sure whether that was a
good thing.

   * * *

   At Christmas of our sophomore year, Dad and Mandy had an announcement
for us.  He was being considered for a position as dean of the engineering
school . . .  at the University of Indiana!  If he got the job, he had been
promised that Mandy would be offered a position at UI comparable to her
current position at UF.  Finally, if he got the position, he and Mandy
would be moving in July.

   "Are you expecting me to transfer to Indiana for my last two years of
school?" I asked.

   "Yeah, and what about me?" asked Allie.

   "No, we don't expect that at all.  Of course, if you want to transfer,
you can, but . . .  no, we don't expect it.  This is your hometown -- both
of you -- we know that and we both anticipate that you would both want to
stay here."

   "So, would you sell the house?" I asked.

   "No, not necessarily.  You know, we had talked about you and Allie both
living in apartments for your last two years of college.  If you're
interested, it would be cheaper for us to keep the house and for you two to
live here.  At least we'd still be building some equity in an investment
instead of just wasting money on rent.  But . . .  Ben, you're going to
need to become the man of the house and assume the responsibility for all
home maintenance.  Think you're up to it?"

   "Hell yeah!  You teach and I'll learn," I responded.  "When do you find
out if you got the job," I asked.

   "I should know by the end of January.  You know, Mandy and I aren't
eager to leave Gainesville and especially the two of you but this is a huge
opportunity for me.  Allie, you haven't said much.  What do you think about
moving back into the Thornehill?"

   "I'm getting a bit tired of the dorms, this is a great house, and Ben is
the best roommate I could ever have.  But . . .  I'll be sorry to see you
two leave."

   * * *

   A month later, Allie and I were both home on a Friday night when we got
the big announcement.  Dad had been offered the job at IU and of course he
had accepted it.

   We decided that I should move back home as soon as possible so that Dad
could show me everything that I would need to know about the house.  Allie
decided to stay in the dorm until the end of the semester.

   A new chapter was about to begin in our lives. 

   * * * 

   About three weeks later, Allie came home on a Friday night around 7 pm.
She seemed to be rather subdued and maybe withdrawn but I thought maybe she
was just tired.

   "Hey, where's my mom and your dad?" she asked as she entered the house.

   "They're at Dad's annual department dinner.  This is his last dinner and
they were going to be doing some tribute to him so it's a big deal. 
They'll be home later."

   "Is the heater on the pool turned on?" she asked.  Gainesville is not
Miami and winters can be relatively cold by Florida standards.

   "No, and it would take hours to get it warm enough for swimming, but the
hot tub can be ready in about thirty minutes if you're interested in
getting a warm soak."

   "Yeah, that may be just what I need . . .  that, and a good Margarita.
Do the folks have any tequila in the bar?"

   "I don't think so, but I've got a friend who's working at Discount
tonight.  I could run over there and pick up a bottle, and the mixer.  Be
right back," I said as I got up and headed towards the garage.

   Fortunately, "Johnny My Man" was working the cash register at Discount
and I could get the goods without showing any ID.  It was only a five
minute drive from the house so I was back home in less than fifteen
minutes.

   Allie had turned on the hot tub and we were waiting for it to come up to
temperature. 

   "Hey, you didn't say whether you had eaten so I assumed you hadn't and I
stopped and got a couple of tacos, too."

   "Thanks, Ben.  You're the best!"

   Allie started eating her tacos as I mixed a pitcher of Margaritas.  I
poured her a small drink and set it down where she was eating.  Apparently,
she was hungry and thirsty as both tacos and the Margarita were soon gone.

   "I'm gonna go change into my bikini," she said. 

   As she turned to go upstairs, I responded, "I'll be right behind you."

   When I walked in to my bedroom, the door into the bathroom was open and
Allie was in there getting changed.  I didn't walk in to sneak a peek but I
wondered why she had left the door open.

   Since she was in the bathroom changing, I would need to lean into the
bathroom to grab the door and shut it.  Instead, I just left it and started
changing out of my clothes in the bedroom.  As I pulled up my swimsuit,
Allie walked in.

   "Remember this?" she asked.  "I wore this the first time I came over and
we went in the pool and I remember Mom thinking it was so risquÃ(C)!" She
laughed.  "I also remember that it got a rise out of you," she added, and
then grinned.

   "And it still fits!" I added.  "It looks as spectacular on you now as it
did back then.  Maybe even more spectacular since you've grown a bit in the
right places."

   "I haven't grown that much, Ben.  I was 34A when I was 14 and I'm 34B
now.  Yeah, I guess maybe I looked hot for a 14 year old girl but the
problem is that I'm 19 years old and 34B doesn't exactly hold anybody's
attention anymore.  I've got the smallest boobs at the entire university!"

   I decided to not respond to that last comment immediately.  "Let's grab
a couple of towels and off we go!" I said.

   In the kitchen, we stopped to pour two more Margaritas and we headed out
to the hot tub.  I got the lid off and quickly settled in.  The water felt
very cozy.  I set our drinks in the drink holder and I watched Allie climb
in.

   We sat next to each other and were surrounded by the darkness of the
winter night.  I had turned off the outside lights so that we could better
see the stars and the meteor shower that would happen sometime during the
night.  I had also turned off the interior light for the hot tub.  There
was just enough light for us to see each other and our drinks.

   We made small talk for a few minutes and finished our drinks.  After two
drinks, Allie was slightly tipsy but she asked for one more so I went back
in the kitchen and got a last round for us.  As soon as I returned, she
took a sip and I had the idea she really wanted to get inebriated tonight.
Since we were safely at home, I thought it was okay to let her do what she
wanted but I also suspected something was wrong.

   "Are you drinking to forget your troubles?" I asked.

   "Very perceptive of you, Mister Ben.  Do you also know what the problem
is?"

   "I am going to take a wild guess and say that there is a problem between
you and young Mr.  Fuckface."

   "That fond of him, are you?" she laughed. 

   "Okay, perhaps I'm being a bit too harsh on him.  I'll be kinder.  Is
there a problem between you and young Mr.  Shithead?"

   "Right, again, oh Wise One! . . .  Wanna guess at what the specific
problem is?" 

   "Uh, let me see . . .  uh . . .  either he doesn't have shit for brains,
or actually he does have shit for brains.  Which one is it?"

   "Well, it doesn't really matter now because he is the former Mr. 
Fuckface or Mr.  Shithead.  We broke earlier this week." And then she fell
silent.

   I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her towards me.  I reached
down and found her hand and grasped it firmly.  "Wanna talk about it?"

   "Can you handle hearing the details?  I don't wanna tell you more than
you wanna hear."

   "I'm a big boy.  I can handle it.  I'll tell you if it gets too
intense."

   "Okay, well . . .  here goes.  When we met, I thought Ron was a
wonderful guy.  He was attentive to me, intelligent, patient, affectionate
but not demanding . . .  pretty much everything I was looking for.  You
know when I started college, I was still a virgin but that changed after I
met him.  He didn't pressure me, he was patient, and it was something that
I wanted to do.  So we had sex and I thought it was over-the-moon great. 
And he said it was great for him, too."

   "So we kept dating and it wasn't like we had sex every time we got
together but we started having sex on a regular basis.  Since I was a
virgin before I met him, there was a lot for me to learn.  Watching porn
isn't much of a substitute for actually knowing about sex, but I was
willing to learn and I never said no.  If he wanted me to do something,
whatever it was, I tried it at least once. . . .  I hope that's not TMI."

   "I had him meet Mom and your dad, he met my friends, I tried to make him
feel important . . .  but I never met his friends and his family doesn't
live around here.  And then there were times that he would say that he
couldn't see me and . . .  I started getting suspicious."

   "So . . .  two weeks ago, we were together and I decided to talk to him
about whether he sees us as a serious relationship and why he wasn't
available sometimes.  At first, he got mad that I even wanted to have a
conversation, and then he said, 'okay, I'll tell you but you won't want to
hear it.' And I told him to bring it on."

   "So, he tells me that the sex with me is rather boring and it 's not
enough to keep him satisfied so he has another girlfriend who he says is
much better at everything she does and she has real tits, not baby boobs.
He said he was tired of fucking a girl who looks like she's 14 years old."

   "He knows that I'm kinda sensitive about having small boobs and he said
that just to make me feel awful so I decided that I didn't have any future
with him and I told him that I hope she gives him herpes and I hope her
boobs fall off!"

   "As soon as I walked away from him, I blocked his number on my phone, I
blocked him on all social media and I haven't heard from him since then. 
So, since then, I've been feeling sorry for myself and my little tits."

   I remained silent for a few minutes and then I responded.  "Wow, that's
a hell of a lot to take in all at once.  So, here's what I honestly think
about all of that, whether you wanna hear it or not.  First, he is
obviously a player and not a guy for a serious relationship and you're much
better off getting rid of him.  He doesn't deserve someone like you."

   "Second, you gave him your best effort and maybe you should have made a
better choice for a partner but that's something you only learn with
experience.  I can't say that I have done very well in that regard,
myself."

   "Third, I can't imagine sex with a girl like you being boring.  You're
sweet and your beautiful and you said you were willing and eager to please
him and do whatever he requested, so how could that be boring?"

   "Finally, you don't have tiny titties and you don't look like a 14 year
old girl.  True enough, you don't have big boobs but a lot of guys don't
like big boobs and you look like a woman.  If you weren't my sister . . .
well, a lot of guys would be happy to have you share their bed!"

   "Ben, I appreciate the fact that you are being supportive of me and I
love you so much, but Mr.  Fuckface actually saw my boobs and he's a guy
who was actually available to me.  You haven't seen my boobs and you aren't
available so your opinion isn't really helping me right now."

   What could I say?  I don't think she really wanted me to say anything,
so I just put my arm around her and held her tightly.  After a few moments
of silence, I whispered in her ear, "If I wasn't your brother, I'd show you
just how wrong that idiot is!"

   The next pause lasted almost forever, and then she said, "Ben, you're so
sweet, but . . ."

   Allie stood up and looked me straight in the eyes for a minute, then she
reached behind her back, unfastened her bikini, pulled it away from her
body and tossed it onto the edge of the hot tub.

   My eyes had accommodated to the dim light, so I could see her boobs
fairly well.  Her boobs were small and they did look like 34B's but they
looked absolutely perfect on her.  Allie was not a tall girl and 34B was
quite proportionate for her frame.  Her boobs were pert, perky, and
beautiful.  Her nipples were both hard but I didn't know if that was
because of the cold air, sexual arousal, or both.  I was in absolute awe of
her beauty.

   "Allie, you are absolutely the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. 
You are stunningly beautiful and I'd be happy to have you as my partner if
. . .."

   She then approached me and sat down in my lap, facing me, straddling my
legs with her knees.  She put her arms around my neck, looked into my eyes,
and then kissed me.  She kissed me on the lips and it was not an innocent
kiss.  It was a kiss that said, "I want you."

   As she kissed me, I put my arms around her and held her tight.  I slid
my left hand down her back until I reached the top of her bikini.  I slid
my fingers beneath the elastic on the waistband and reached down into her
bikini until I felt her butt crack.  I cupped her ass with my hand and
pulled her towards me.

   When she broke from our kiss and straightened her torso, I leaned
forward and placed my lips on her left nipple.  I began licking and sucking
and felt as if I had reached heaven.  Her nipples felt wonderful and she
quickly began getting aroused.

   I placed my right hand against the crotch of her bikini and she began to
hump my hand.  "Oh, fuck me, Ben.  Fuck me!  I wanna feel you cum inside
me." 

   "You can cum now, but my dad and your mom might be home soon.  We have
plenty of time later tonight."

   "You're right," she said.  "I wouldn't want Mom to walk up and see me
naked bobbing up and down on your dick."

   She pulled away and reached over for her bikini top.  She got herself
looking presentable again and, about thirty seconds later, we heard Dad and
Mandy approaching the hot tub. 

   "Hey, kiddo, glad to see you here tonight.  We went to Brad's annual
department dinner tonight and they walked a lot about how much they were
going to miss him.  It was very touching."

   "We were just getting ready to get out and come inside."

   "Okay.  Good.  It's too cold to stand around talking out here.  See you
inside in a few minutes."

   We exited the hot tub and I told Allie to wrap up in a towel and go
inside and I would secure the hot tub lid.  By the time I got inside, Allie
had changed into her night clothes and bathrobe and was downstairs talking
to the parents.  I heard her saying something about moving back home before
the semester was over and her mom responding that would give them more time
together before moving to Indiana.

   I changed into my bed clothes as well and put on a bathrobe to go
downstairs.  It was only 10 o'clock and Mandy found a movie on Netflix that
she and Allie started watching, then Dad and I sat down and joined them. 
It was a comedy and that was just what we needed.

   When the movie ended around 11:45 pm, Mandy and Dad excused themselves
and retired to the master suite.  The master suite was in the first floor
of the house and on the opposite side from where our bedrooms were located
so we all had absolute privacy. 

   Allie and I had both developed the habit of locking our bedroom doors at
night so, as long as we didn't make excessive noise, we could do whatever
we wanted in our bedrooms and we would never be discovered.

   I got into my bed - a queen size bed - wearing just my boxers and I
turned off the light.  I was on my side, facing the bathroom door.  Allie
was in her room doing something and then her light was turned out.  All
that remained was the night light in the bathroom.  I saw Allie standing in
the doorway and then she approached the bed.

   "Is there room in there for one more?" she asked.

   "There's room for you," I answered, as I pulled down the sheets for her.
She got into bed and was on her side, with her back towards me.

   When I put my right arm around her, I realized that she was wearing only
her panties.  I brought my hand to rest on her boob and her nipple got hard
almost instantly.

   "When you showed me your boobs in the hot tub, I wanted to see if I
could make you cum just by sucking on them," I said.  "You're beautiful,
Allie, and you have me so fucking hard!"

   She rolled onto her back to give me access and I lowered my lips to her
right nipple while my right hand made its way to her left nipple. 

   I began lightly bathing her right nipple with my tongue while my right
hand rolled her other nipple between my thumb and index finger.

   "Damn, that feels so good . . .  Ben, I wanna feel your hand in my
panties!" she said.  I was happy to oblige.

   "I love the taste of your boobs," I said as I lowered my right hand from
her boob, down her abdomen, to the top of her panties, beneath the elastic,
and then lower still until I encountered her hairless pussy lips.  I had
assumed that, like most college girls, she shaved her pussy but I was glad
to confirm that fact.  It makes licking her honey hole so much more
pleasant! 

   I dipped my middle finger about an inch lower and found that Allie was
very wet.  As soon as I had my finger coated in her pussy juice, I pulled
it back upwards until I felt the little nubbin that I knew would take her
to the height of ecstasy.

   "Oh, yeah!  Suck my little titty.  Finger my clit.  I wanna cum for
you!"

   I was very happy to honor that request.  I began tracing circles around
her clit, clockwise and then counterclockwise, then up and down, then
sideways, and then back to circles.

   "I wanna hear you cum while I'm fingering you and then I wanna hear you
cum while I lick your pussy, then I wanna hear you cum while I fuck your
pussy!" After I finished saying that, I began sucking on her nipple.  I
moved my finger inside of her pussy and found her G-spot and stroke it a
few times before I returned it to her clit.

   "I'm so close!" she moaned, and I could hear the desperation in her
voice.  "I need to cum so bad!"

   As I continued fingering her clit, I knew she was about to explode.  I
didn't want her to make too much noise so I pulled my lips away from her
boob and put my mouth over hers.  I immediately felt her tongue in my mouth
and I returned the kiss with equal passion and fervor.

   Then I felt her body starting to get rigid.  "I'm . . .  cumming . . .
I'm cumming," she exclaimed and I felt her pussy clamping down on my finger
when I tried to reach her G-spot again.

   "Stop!" she demanded.  "Too . . .  sensitive.  Ohh!"

   I stopped my ministrations and just put my arms around her as she came
down from her sexual high.  When she finally was relaxed enough to speak,
she said, "Holy moly, I've never cum that hard in my life! . . .  Can we do
that again . . .  real soon?"

   I laughed and told her, "I promised you that I would make you cum with
my tongue and that's next . . .  whenever you're ready."

   She turned to face me and, momentarily, she looked serious instead of
aroused.  "Hey, that felt great, and I'm sure that everything else we do
will feel great, but you know I want more than just sex, right?  I mean . .
.  I've been in love with you since forever and this feels so . . . 
right!"

   "Yeah, I know what you want and I want the same thing.  I'm tired of
pretending that I don't want you.  This will be a whole lot easier once Dad
and Mandy are in Indiana.  So, we may need to put on an act for a few
months but after they're gone, no acting!"

   We stayed motionless for a minute or two, arms around each other, and no
cares other than caring for each other.  All of the years of sexual tension
and frustration were resolved and the woman of my dreams was in my bed.

   After a few minutes of saying nothing, I reached down and started
tugging at her panties.

   "Okay, I can take a hint!" she joked as she reached down to remove her
last remaining article of clothing.

   "No, I wanna do that," I said.  "Just lift up your hips for me." I sat
up and pulled the sheets back so that I could see.  I grabbed her panties
on each side and she lifted her hips so I could pull those panties down and
reveal her hidden treasure. 

   She was wearing a pair of very lacy white panties that suggested
innocence.  I knew that she was not a virgin but I still thought of her as
an innocent girl and that made my attraction to her even stronger.

   I pulled her panties down slowly.  As her pussy came into view, I saw
that she was shaved and hairless -- as I already knew -- and her inner lips
were truly inner lips, not protruding at all.  Externally, her pussy was a
very simple slit and, as soon as I saw it, I wanted to have my mouth on
her. I wanted to taste her juices and I wanted to hear her moan in ecstasy
as I brought her to the climax of arousal.

   "Hey, mister, what about those boxers?" she asked.

   I quickly had them removed and the two of us were together, completely
naked, for the first time ever.  I turned so that I could lower my head
between her two legs and I straddled her as I placed a hand behind each
thigh and gently pulled her legs apart.  I found the object of my desire
and started licking on her beautiful pussy lips.  I lowered my hands so
that each one was holding one of her butt cheeks. 

   I remembered that a previous girlfriend had gone wild when I was in the
same position and pulled her butt cheeks apart.  I gently pulled Allie's
cheeks apart and I could faintly see her butthole but I didn't want to
touch it for now.  While I was licking towards Allie's clit, she grabbed by
hard dick and pulled it towards her mouth.  When I felt her lips touch my
dick, I was afraid that I would start cumming right then but I avoided
that.

   While I licked her clit, I pushed my right index finger into her pussy
and again found that spongy area.  While I licked her clit up and down, I
again finger fucked her pussy and it wasn't long before I felt her body
going stiff and her breathing becoming ragged.

   "Oh fuck yeah . . .  oh fuck yeah!" she moaned as she was overcome with
waves of paroxysmal delight.

   "No, no!" she warned, letting me know that she had again become
hypersensitive and needed me to stop licking and finger fucking.

   I climbed off of her, turned around, and again settled down beside her.
She was still breathing rapidly and needed a few minutes to catch her
breath.

   "Holy fuck!" she exclaimed.  "Once more and I might pass out."

   "You wanna wait and finish this later?" I asked, hoping like hell that
the answer would be a resounding "no."

   "No, but I don't think I need any more foreplay.  I'm more than wet . .
. and ready." She reached down and wrapped her fingers around my meat.  It
didn't take much encouragement for me to get hard as a rock.

   "Okay, uh . . .  by the way, I've been on birth control pills for three
years now, so it's okay to cum inside me.  And that's what I really need. I
want you inside me . . .  now!"

   I got on top of her and she spread her legs apart.  My dick was near her
entrance and she guided me in as I pushed forward.  After two orgasms, it
wasn't difficult to penetrate her but she was still tight once I was in. 
Allie's pussy felt like a hand squeezing my dick.  Every movement made me
want to fill her with my cum.

   "Allie, you feel so incredible.  You're everything that I ever wanted."

   I started thrusting inside her and I knew I wouldn't last long.  As I
pushed forward, my chest hairs were brushing against her nipples and making
her aroused in one more way.  With every push forward, I heard her moan and
I felt the pressure building inside of me.  I knew I would be cumming in
just a few seconds and that I would be cumming in the beautiful step-sister
I had wanted for so long.

   "I'm so close, Ben!  Cum in me!"

   "I'm close, too!" I moaned.  "So close . . .." I felt that pressure
peaking and everything pushing its way forward, rushing to escape, longing
to be released and deposited into her waiting pussy.

   "Oh . . .  now!" I said as I felt my body begin to spurt my seed into
her.  She tensed and locked her heels together behind my back, holding me
tightly in place as I emptied my semen into her warm and wet pussy.

   After releasing ten or twelve jets of cum in her pussy, my spurting
subsided and I stopped thrusting, trying to catch my breath. 

   "Stay inside me for a minute, okay?" she asked.

   I think I would have stayed inside her for an hour if she had requested
but one or two minutes was probably more reasonable. 

   "You're the one I always wanted," Allie said.  "Nobody else.  I hope you
feel the same way."

   "I was always afraid that I couldn't have you but I always wanted you.
We're not related by blood and there's nothing illegal about us being
together but I don't know how my dad and your mom would feel about this.  I
guess we'll find out eventually 'cause I can't imagine being with anyone
else but you."

   I waited a few more seconds and then pulled out and rolled over beside
her.

   "I wanna sleep with you tonight," she said.  "Both bedroom doors are
locked so they'll never know."

   "I wouldn't have it any other way," I replied.  "Every night.  Together.
Always."

   We got up, peed, cleaned up, and got back in bed.  We spooned together
and I put my arms around her as we drifted off to sleep.  This was the
first night that we slept together and it was absolutely the best night of
my life.




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