I sat at my computer, engrossed in the video game I was playing, not paying much attention as my 22-year-old sister slipped into the room. I didn't notice her as she slipped behind me, and all of a sudden, covered my eyes with her hands. That momentary distraction was enough for the computer, and I pulled away from her just in time to see myself die.
"Victoria! Look what you did, you idiot!" I cried out at her, peeved to see the game get the better of me.
She stuck her tongue out at me before answering: "Oh give me a break, Gary. 18 and you never go out. You spend way too much time sitting in front of that screen. Mom's right; you should go out and do something."
Ignoring her, I settled back in my seat to begin another round when the screen suddenly flickered and went blank. I looked up in surprise, before looking down at the power cord, or rather, where it used to be. Following the wire, I saw that my sister had pulled it out, and was twirling it in the air, smirking at me.
"Bitch, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed, as I reached for her.
She giggled, and hopped back away from me, before I grabbed her wrist and tried to wrench the cord away. She was surprisingly strong, and we ended up spinning around before collapsing onto my bed in a heap, with me on top of her. I shifted, forcing my weight onto her, my hand still on her wrist.
"Now you can't move. Give me the goddamn plug!" I breathed into her face.
It was then, for some inexplicable reason, that I looked down over her body. Boy, had my older sister grown! Her breasts had blossomed out into a lovely round shape, and her body was to die for. I felt my penis hardening at the sight of her breasts though her shirt, and my face reddening at the thought. I stood up suddenly, letting go of her. She was blushing and panting hard too - had she felt me against her? I spared myself one last glance over her body, before backing up. Victoria sat up, a weird look on her face.
In a weak attempt to break the silence, I decided to give into her wishes: "Alright sis, you win. I'll go out and do some shit today."
She grinned, happy about her victory over me, and spoke in a triumphant manner: "Glad to hear it, bro. And since I won, I get to choose what you do!"
If it was anything as pleasurable as rubbing against her, I would be in no position to argue. Besides, I had no idea what to do anyway. "Fine, fine. What do you have in mind?"
She thought it over for a minute, pondering her options, a smile slowly spreading across her lips. Her lips. I noticed for the first time how full and luscious they were, and suddenly had the urge to see how they felt, to kiss them. I blinked wondering where I got that idea, and instantly pushed it from my mind. If she noticed my awkwardness, she didn't show it.
"Let's go out for a jog!" she exclaimed, picking my least favorite thing to do.
I groaned, but figured I could do worse. I motioned her out of the room, then pulled on my sweatpants and met her at the doorway.
We were both panting at the end of the run, though I was grinning slightly. I had done better than I thought, not only matching her pace but also outrunning her at times. I looked over at her and sucked in my breath. We were both sweating heavily, and this had caused her white t-shirt to be soaked all the way through. It was also pressed tightly against her body, showing off her curves...and other interesting parts. Her nipples poked out through the fabric, and I saw a damp spot near her crotch where her legs had rubbed together. I stared at that spot, imagining that it was something else, when I realized Victoria was looking at me too. I looked down, and realized I had a full-blown hard-on, and it was poking through my sweatpants. I coughed, snapping both of us out of our thoughts, and excused myself to go take a shower.
In the shower, I looked at my shaft, which was erect to the point of being painful, and thought that I must be sick, thinking such dirty thoughts about my sister. I tried as hard as I could to ignore it, and ended the shower prematurely.
As I toweled off, the doorknob began to turn. It turns out that I had forgot to lock the door, and my sister walked in! We stared at each other for a full 10 seconds, me on her face, she on my hard member. I started, and covered myself with my towel before rushing out of the room. I ran into my room without seeing what she did, but when I emerged a few minutes later, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, I heard the shower going.
There was something else though, so I pressed my ear against the door. It was a moan, soft at first, but then began increasing in intensity. Even though it could have been something else, I was convinced I knew what she was doing. My sister was masturbating! That broke whatever feelings I had against desiring Victoria.
"Hmm," I thought, a grin spreading across my face, "it seems I'm not the only one with a dirty mind...let's see where we can take this."
That night, we both sat in the living room, watching some movie on the television. Our parents were taking care of business out of town, so we were alone. She seemed to be engrossed in the movie, but I was discreetly studying her body, which was clad in a very low cute pair of shorts and a t-shirt that seemed a few sizes too small for her. My eyes moved from her silky smooth legs, to where her pussy was, which I knew would be soft and tender, to her full breasts. She must have been cold, because her nipples were once again sticking out, and they held my attention for quite a while.
It was about time for me to make my move. I yawned, then moved my hand to the bottom of my shirt.
"Hey sis, it's kinda hot in here, mind if I take this stuffy shirt off?"
She looked at me strangely, then shrugged and continued watching the movie. I was a bit dejected at the lack of reaction, and sat there silently for a few minutes, sulking privately, when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her sneaking glances at me, and that her legs were rubbing together every now and then. I cheered up instantly, and decided to take things further.
"You look pretty stuffy there too, Vic," using my nickname for her, "Why don't you pull that shirt off? It looks fit for a 10-year-old!"
She looked at me strangely and shook her head. "No, I don't think so. It wouldn't be appropriate." She looked down, away from me as she said this.
"What's the matter? Shy?" I teased, "Here, I'll pull down my shorts, so we'll be even. Before she could protest, I whipped my shorts off, and sat down, wearing only my underwear, which did nothing to hid my erect cock.
Still she shook her head, her eyes never leaving the bulge on my briefs. "Well, well," I thought, "Her nerve seems to be breaking..."
I continued prodding her for the next few minutes, and finally, her resolve broke. "Ok, if it'll make you stop nagging me." She said.
I nodded a bit, a slick smile on my face, as she hooked her fingers on the hem of her shirt and pulled it off. I licked my lips slightly, in anticipation of seeing her luscious tits in nothing but a bra. Too bad I was wrong...
She had nothing on underneath the shirt! Her breasts swung freely in the open as they left the confines of her shirt. My mouth dropped open, then snapped shut as I struggled to control myself. I forced my eyes away from her chest and to her blushing face.
She gave me a brave smile, saying: "There, Gary. Now we're both bare-chested. You happy?"