Disclaimer: All persons depicted in this story are of 18 years of age or older.
Every house, condo or apartment you see as you go through life each contain many stories of life. Nobody can tell by the look of the person's residence what has actually occurred over the years in that residence.
Our house is a normal Chicago home. In a nice middle class area of hard working people. Even though we live in Chicago, many portions of the City including ours are very quiet neighborhoods while other areas are riddle with unemployment, gangs and drugs.
The story starts with my sister (Corry) and I (Kevin). The year is 1997. Ten years in calendar time but it seems like a short time ago to me. In 1997 I was 19 years old and my sister was 20 years old. My description at the time was a healthy young guy standing 6 feet one inches and weighing in at 195 pounds. I enjoyed working out throughout high school and played several different sports. I was told I have a surfer look. Dishwater blonde hair, blue eyes and sporting a very nice cock. My cock measures just over 8 inches and has a medium to thick girth. I am cut with a nice plump mushroom head and the shaft is solid and smooth. I also have a low hanging heavy ball sack that swing powerfully when I am pumping some hot wet pussy. You can hear the balls slapping off a woman when I am pushing my cock deep inside her with powerful thrust.
My sister, a former high school cheerleader and volleyball player. She is 5 feet 6 inches tall, 115 pounds of tight young body and sports a small chest. Having seen her bras on top of the hamper, I know she is a "B" cup. Also with her worn bras in the hamper were always the tiniest little see through thongs or G string undies. I would instantly get hard upon picking up a pair of her little undies and taking a sniff of that young sweet pussy juice on it. She has thick light brown hair and blue eyes.
Although I would enjoy the occasional feel and sniff of her panties, I never ever had any desires to be physically with my hot sister. The mental line drawn in my head was always just a pleasure of her under garments.
All of that would change in a few days to come. And the change would come strictly by accident which was fueled by the worse enemy we all know, ALCOHOL! They say a major incident is usually not caused by one thing but usually by a series of things. And this incident had a series of things that came to a major climax.
Our parents were up in Wisconsin at our summer cottage. While our parents were away, my sister and I were left to watch our home and to take care of the chores and errands that normally have to be done. It was not unusual for my sister to have a friend or two sleep over when our parents are away. Most of her friends were former volleyball players or cheerleaders with her in high school. Tonight it was a friend named Becky. A girl that had the same build as my sister and almost matching personalities. In my mind, my sister's friend was what I would say is "Smoking Hot!".
As the sun fell and our ordered pizza arrived, my sister and her friend had already consumed a few beers. I was busy in the garage working on my dirt bike motorcycle. I would make an occasional trip from the unattached garage back into the house for a beer and to sneak a peek at Becky. She was like most girls her age, loved to show off her hot body and ass. Becky was wearing a nice pair of fitted shorts and a tight t-shirt with a lace bra under the shirt. The shirt was not see through but tight enough against her bra to show that the material of her bra was lacey.
After finishing up the repairs on my dirt bike, I returned to the house to spend the night bullshitting with my sister and her friend. I had on a sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. I didn't have any underpants on and it felt great to feel my cock either sport a nice hard on down my leg or having a chubby as my cock dangled downward without the restriction of any underwear.