I'm a 19 year old college student living at home with my family. I live with my father John my mother Angela and my little sister Sarah, and me I'm Kyle. My father works 50 hours a week and travels a lot for business. This leaves me home alone with my beautiful mother and my bombshell of a sister. My mother is 5 foot 6 inches and stand at chest level to me. She has blonde hair to just below her shoulders and blue eyes. She keeps slim by going to the gym regularly and was a cheerleader in high school. But the real beauty of the household is my little sister Sarah. She is younger than me by 10 months; my parents just couldn't wait to have another child. Sarah is a younger tighter version of my mother. She had a slim waste the curved out into a voluptuous curvy waist, her breasts are even a full cup size larger than my mother's, standing tall at a proud D cup. She is also a cheerleader for the high school football team, which I was a part of during my High school career.
Because my father traveled so much for work my mother spends a lot of her time with friends, she uses them to keep her company, and most of them have been friends since high school. Most days she is out on the town spending my father's cash and chatting with her girl friends. Growing up me and Sarah where forced to spend a lot of time together since it was just the two of us at home watching out for each other. But once my sister got to the age where she could take care of herself we stopped spending so much time together. I had active girlfriends throughout high school and she had her boyfriends. I knew she wasn't a virgin since our bedrooms shared a joining wall and was not very sound proof.
On a Friday night in March while my mother was gone on a 5 day long trip to Vegas, I decided to stay home considering my most recent girlfriend just ended our relationship 2 days before. My sister must have been thinking the same thing as she was sitting on the couch next to me at 10 o'clock on a Friday night. I asked her what she was doing home on a Friday night and she just looked at me, smiled and said, "I just don't feel like going out tonight."
I mimicking her cheerful voice and replied, "Yeah me neither, I just want to sit here and watch some TV and then head to bed."
She raised one eyebrow at me as if to question if I was teasing her or not, then just replied, "yeah me too".
We watched TV in silence for another hour when a late night cable movie came on. It was one of those cheesy movies that only got made because they featured a pair of tits and a sex scene every once in a while. It was during one of these sex scenes that I realized how long it had been since I had been with a girl. Even though I just got out of a relationship my ex Jenna hadn't put out for at least a month. Then I got that familiar sensation below my belt of my little friend waking up. But I just shifted in my seat and continued to watch the rest of the movie. It wasn't until about thirty minutes later that I realized that the movie must have been having the same effect on my sister Sarah, as I saw her squirm a little and pull down the skirt she was wearing.
I instantly had a plan; I had been silently admiring my sister's beauty for far too long. It was time to make a move, so I waited for what seemed like an eternity for the movie to end and my sister to announce she was going to sleep. I knew far too well what that meant this early on a Friday, as she doesn't go to sleep most nights for at least another hour. And every time she went to bed early I would hear those familiar moans coming from the room next door.
So I waited a good 5 minutes before I turned off the television and walked down the hall. There was never really a reason to lock the doors in our house so they were always unlocked. I tapped on her door just loud enough for her to hear and then slowly opened the door. I could just barely catch her pull the blanket over herself and act like she was trying to lie down to go to sleep. I flipped the light on and said, "Do you mind if I come in and ask you for a favor before I head off to bed."
She rolled over with a look as if the last thing she wanted was for me to come in at this moment, but she opened her lips ever so slowly and said, "Sure what is it."
I walked over to her bed and sat on the edge right in front of her waist and said, "Well you know how Jenna broke up with me a few days ago."
She replied, "Yeah what happened anyways."
I said, "Well that's kind of what the favor is about, she broke up with me because she said I was lousy in the bedroom". This was of course a lie as most of the girls I sleep with always come back for more and can never get enough. "She said the worst part of it was the oral sex, she said it just never did it for her." This was the biggest lie of all, every girl I have gone down on raved at how good I was at it. I had perfected my method over the years because I have a little thing for giving girls pleasure. The more a girl enjoys what I do to them the more I get turned on.
I could tell me talking about sex had some effect on her as when I started talking about oral sex she squirmed ever so slightly on the bed next to me. She looking at me, anxious for me to leave so she could relieve herself as I'm sure she was close to Cumming before I came in. It usually takes her about 6 minutes to get off while masturbating, I know this because I would often stare at my clock thinking of her body as I heard her moaning next door. After listening to me for a while she asked, "And what exactly is this favor you have for me."
I looked straight into her eyes and asked, "Can I please practice pleasuring a woman with my mouth with you, I don't want to lose another girlfriend because I can't pleasure her."
Her eyes went wide; she looked at me with a mixture of fear and this small twinge of lust. I got scared for a second; here I was laying out all my cards. The cat was out of the bag, she knew what I wanted and the ball was in her court. I was afraid she might tell our parents and I would have to find a new place to stay. She just simply said, "I don't know."
I acted calmly placing my hand on her shoulder and said, "It won't be emotional just purely to help me improve my technique, please Sarah I really need your help I have no one else to turn to here."
I could see the wheels turning in her head, and the longer at sat there the more she squirmed, desperate for some sort of relief from the pressure building in her pussy. I could tell she was thinking hard about it, when she said "ok but that's it, then you go back to your room and we forget it happened."
I looked into her eyes and said, "Absolutely". I couldn't believe it; my own little sister was willing to let her brother go down on her for "practice". Little did she know she was about to get the ride of her life. This quickly thought up plan was actually working!
