All characters are 18+. Please let me know if you have any story ideas for me. Enjoy!
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All my problems started when my older sister, Rachel, went away to college. Mom decided that her and I no longer needed our three-bedroom house and she decided to move to a smaller condo in town to save money. The condo wasn't nearly as nice as our house had been. All the bedrooms were smaller, there were two very small bathrooms and the largest problem that Mom didn't even seem to think about until Rachel came home for winter break, there were only two bedrooms. When we first moved there, Rachel had left for her first semester of college and I was about to start my senior year of high school, having turned 18 at the start of the school year.
The problems started the week Rachel came home and I had to move my stuff off of her bed and dresser. On my half of the room we "shared", there wasn't enough room for my PlayStation, TV, clothes and school stuff.
Whatever... Rachel will be gone in a few weeks and everything can go back to normal.
I thought as I moved my stuff and my useless sister just watched when she could be bothered looking up from her phone.
As the time Rachel was home dragged on, I noticed something, the two of us were getting along much better than we had living together full time. We would make conversation on our respective beds. I asked her what college life was like and she gave me honest answers, telling me about dorm life, activities and her classes. She would ask me about her old teachers and my plans for college. I had applied to a few schools, including the one she went to, all in hopes of getting a good enough scholarship to go away.
One week before Christmas, I started my winter break and finally could spend some time relaxing and working. I greet Rachel as I walk into the room and toss my back pack on the floor next to my bed. My sister smiles up at me, "How was school?" She asks, generally sounding interested.
I look at her before answering. Rachel has a pretty face with elvish features. She has long, straight black hair that goes midway down her back. She is about 5' 6" and has a pretty nice body. Probably C-cup breasts, a nice ass, a toned stomach and legs that drive a man crazy, complete with a thigh gap that is just barely there. "It was okay. Same shit as usual." I answer, flopping down on my bed.
"Well that's good I guess. Happy to finally be on break?" She asks.
"Yeah. It's nice to have some time to just relax and not worry about grades or anything." I reply, turning my TV on, ready to start break right. The two of us make small talk for the next several hours, taking turns asking and answering questions and generally enjoying our time together.
The next morning, I go to work, dressing in my uniform and preparing for a long and tedious day of helping people find the tools they are looking for, find the right size screw or nail and just hoping my shift goes by quickly. I get to work and begin my job, talking to my manager quickly. It is an incredibly slow day that just seems to drag on. Finally, around lunch, my boss tells me to just go home.
Nice. Maybe I'll go home and take a nap or something. Maybe go see that new movie with some friends
. I think getting into my car and reaching home a short time later. I walk inside and slowly make my way upstairs, paying attention to my phone. Stopping outside the door to the room Rachel and I share to look up. The door is open slightly and from inside the room, I hear soft moans.
What the fuck is that?
I ask myself, taking a quick peek.
What I see almost causes my jaw to drop. Inside I see my sister, legs spread wide with both her hands holding a dildo that she plunges in and out from between her legs. It takes me a second to process what I'm seeing.
Is Rachel... masturbating? That would explain the moans...
I think, running through my list of options. While I'm deciding what to do, my hand pulls up my phone and I snap a picture. As I do I think,
what's wrong with me?
Before I can delete the picture, I feel my cock grow hard from the sight and sounds of my sister working her pussy.
How fucked up am I?
I wonder, watching my sister fuck herself with a dildo.
Almost as if hearing me, Rachel stops for a second before going right back to playing with herself. My sister's actions cause a bolt of panic to shoot through me.
Did she see me? No... if she did she would have said something.
I begin to feel slightly worried that she might have seen me and begin to think about what to do next.
I creep back downstairs, my sister's moans becoming quieter as I move away. I head into the kitchen and quietly get out a glass for water. I stand in the kitchen and look out the window at the parking lot before I slide my phone out of my pocket. My hand trembling, I open the photo's app and open the most recent picture. I look at it for a second, eyes memorizing the details of my sister's wonderful legs.
I wonder how it feels to be between them...
I try to fight off the erection I begin to bet from imagining what my sister's pussy is like. I stand silently in the kitchen, debating whether or not to delete the picture. Finally, about 10 more minutes, I hear the shower turn on. I close the app and make my way upstairs to the room we share. Rachel's sheets are all wrinkled and messy from her "activities" and the room smells like pussy and cum.
I try to ignore my erection as I lay on my bed and begin to play video games, trying to get my mind off of what I just saw. A short time later, Rachel come back into the room and gasps, I look up and she is completely naked. Her c-cup breasts are topped with small, pink and perky nipples that look fun to suck on. I glance down her body and see her bald pussy, complete with inner lips that look very sexy in her small thigh gap. Once again, I feel my cock grow hard as I fight to tear my eyes off of her.
Before either of us can say anything, Rachel pulls the door closed and I can hear her footsteps leading away from the room. A minute later, she comes back and knocks on the door, "James? Do you mind if I get dressed in there?" She asks through the door.
I pause my game and stand up, crossing the room and opening the door. Rachel is now wearing a soft looking white bathrobe. She looks intently at me, trying to read my body language with her piercing green eyes. "Ummm... go ahead..." I say, at a loss for words, leaving the room and the door open for her. Rachel just nods and walks into the room, closing the door behind her. A couple of minutes later, she calls for me to come back inside.