Snowed In With My Stepsister Pt 01

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18.

As always comments and questions are encouraged. I hope you like it and I hope that I'll have time for more stories in the future.

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"Ari, I think it's time to admit they lost your luggage." It had been long enough that the belt on the baggage carousel had finally stopped and sure enough her suitcase was nowhere to be found. I'd tried to warn her that booking the cheapest airline was a bad idea, but she insisted that saving money on flights meant she could spend more on fun stuff for Christmas. I'd packed lightly enough that all I needed was a single carry-on, but Ari had jammed too much in her bag and had to check it at the gate. So here she was, about to spend two weeks in a cabin in the woods with nothing more than the clothes on her back. I wrapped my arm around my stepsister's shoulders to try and comfort her and noticed that she was shaking with barely contained rage. I shrugged "Do I get to say I told you so yet?" Ari shot me a look of pure venom and stormed off to the service desk to see what they could do. Turns out the best they could do was to take the address of our cabin and promise to send it to us if it showed up. Since I'd arrived earlier that day on a different flight, I'd already gotten the rental car and taken a quick drive out for a supply run for firewood and groceries. The weather report said we'd be getting some snow overnight, so I didn't want to be caught without at least the essentials.

Ari sighed as we made our way to the door closest to the parking garage where I had left our rented SUV. My stepsister was a tiny half Japanese woman, barely 5'1 and only about 110 lbs. Since she was only wearing gym shorts and a thin tank top, even the run to the car would freeze her to the bone. Even standing in the airport lobby she was shivering lightly. I passed her my bag and took off my oversized hoodie before draping it over her shoulders. "Hold my bag and wait here. I'll be right back with the car. Stay warm Funsize." Before she could object, I bolted out the door and ran to the garage. The cold air hit me like a punch to the face but even though I could see the first few snowflakes of the night drifting through the light of sunset, I knew that once I hit the stairs to get to my parking level, I'd be working up enough of a sweat that I'd barely notice the temperature. Five flights of stairs later and my shirt was already clinging to my back, and I could almost see the steam coming off me. Jumping in the rental I cranked the heat to max and sat for a moment rubbing my hands as I caught my breath. A few minutes later I pulled up to the arrivals gate and hopped out to help my stepsister into the car.

I threw my bag in the back between the groceries and firewood as Ari jumped in the passenger seat and shivered violently. Another minute and we were on the road heading to the cabin. Ari was silent for several minutes aside from the chattering of her teeth as she tried to adjust the vents to warm up faster. She finally took a deep breath and broke the silence. "What's with all the stuff in the back? Doesn't Dad usually take care of that?"

"Mom didn't tell you? Dad surprised Mom with a trip to the Caribbean for their anniversary. She didn't find out until they were at the airport that their tickets weren't coming here. Dad told me a week ago but made me promise not to tell you since he knew you'd spoil it."

"Are you serious? We haven't all been together for three years and the first Christmas we get to spend together since you went off to college Dad takes off to let us freeze to death in Ohio."

"C'mon Ari, it's their 20th anniversary. He had to do something special for her, and you know how much he loves his surprises."

Ari sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, he's good at that. Speaking of surprises, you put on some serious muscle at college. Did you hit a late growth spurt or something?"

I chuckled. "I'm the same 5'11" as when I left home, I just joined an athletic club and started lifting some weights. I probably look a little taller since I don't slouch as much as I used to... Also the shoulders."

"Yeah! Your shoulders are freakin' huge! I bet you get a lot of sorority bitches looking like that."

"You'd lose that bet sis. I haven't had the greatest luck in that department."

"Seriously? You look like a boulder. I can't believe you don't have a line around the block waiting to climb you."

I groaned. "Eh... I'm not good at making the first move. I thought putting on some muscle would make me more attractive, and women would be more willing to make the first move, or at least throw out some signals I could actually read y'know, but aside from a couple flings at parties I haven't gotten any better at dating than I was in High School."

"Ah... There's your problem big boy. A guy your size attracts a certain kind of woman. Specifically, the kind who wants you to use all those muscles to throw her around like a ragdoll. Not gonna lie, I get it. I definitely inherited my mom's taste in men. But generally, those women also want you to be the one to take charge."

I grimaced. "Not this Alpha Male bullshit again. I hear too much of that from frat douches."

Ari grinned. "There's a difference between being a so-called 'Alpha Male' and having confidence. Trust me, you get a little more experience with women and learn how to make that first move and you'll never have to worry about an empty bed again. Assuming that you don't turn into a douche of course."

"Of course."

"Naturally."

"It's only logical."

"Perfectly logical."

We both giggled as we relaxed into our old rhythms. My own mom had run off when I was barely a month old, she apparently started cheating before I was even born and left in the middle of the night with nothing more than a note on the nightstand. My dad Greg met Ari's mom Aki a few years later when she was already two months pregnant with my sister after she'd had an affair with her boss who then fired her. They got married before Ari was born. We'd been inseparable growing up and didn't even realize that we weren't biological relatives until about 10 years later and we finally did the math. It didn't change anything of course; she was still my sister. That said, no one who saw us together would ever think we were related.

I thought more about Ari's advice and my mind caught on something. "You said you've got your mom's taste in men. What exactly did you mean...?"

Ari hid her face in her hands and blushed. "I like white guys OK? Big, strong, masculine, all that. I know it doesn't make me a good feminist, and it's at least a little racist, but... I dunno. I see a big strong set of arms and I just get weak in the knees. Usually they're jocks and yeah, kind of a douche, but it's not like I'm looking at their personalities."

I chuckled. "Ok, but why just white guys? I'd think it'd be at least a little easier for you to date an Asian guy."

"C'mon bro, I was born in the states, most Asian guys are... I dunno, traditional. At least all the ones I've met. I don't need that. Like I'm only 19, I just want to have fun, finish my degree and then maybe I'll worry about finding someone who doesn't want me to be barefoot and pregnant. You get me?"

"Sorta. Sorry Funsize, it's a little hard for me to see you as sexual if I'm being honest. Like I've been gone for three years and you've barely grown. You're still what... an A cup?"

"I'll have you know that a lot of guys like smaller tits!"

"I didn't say it was a bad thing! I like 'em too. More than a handful is kind of a waste. I was just saying that I still just see you as my little sister. That's all."

Ari squirmed in her seat and unzipped the hoodie now that she had warmed up a bit. "Well, I still see you as my big brother. But, you know, if you weren't my brother then I'd probably have some very indecent thoughts about you. Especially now that you've filled out so much."

We fell into an awkward silence for a few moments as we drove through the night, the lights of the city fading in the distance as the snow fell constantly around us. The roads were still mostly clear, but it was at least another half hour to the cabin. I licked my lips and swallowed as I thought about what she'd said before I finally worked up the courage to ask her what was on my mind. "Hey Ari, you've got me thinking. How many guys have you...?"

"Have I what?" I looked over and she was grinning. She knew what I was asking but wanted me to say it.

I took a deep breath. "How many guys have you dated?"

"Dated? Is that *really* what you're asking? C'mon big bro, use your words."

"Fine. How many guys have you slept with?"

Ari gave a small, satisfied moan before she answered. "Just a few if I'm being honest. If we're talking 'all the way' then it's only 3 and honestly only one of those was any good. If it's just oral then about a dozen. Not to get too graphic but there's just something about feeling a guy's pulse through the veins on-"

"OK THAT'S ENOUGH!" Ari howled with laughter as I stared straight ahead, not daring to look in her direction.

After her laughter died down my stepsister leaned over and whispered in my ear. "You should have asked 'how many *people* I'd slept with' because that number is a fair amount higher."

"Wait... what?" It took my brain several seconds to catch up to what she was saying. "OH!"

Ari laughed again. "What can I say? Guys our age generally don't know what to do with their tongues. Girls though, well that's another matter." She gave another satisfied moan as she settled back into her seat. "You're blushing."

I swallowed hard. "Of course I'm blushing. My little sister is talking about sex."

"No, that's not it. You're picturing it aren't you?" I shook my head but said nothing. "So what are you thinking of? Me with some cute girl between my legs? Remember Jenny? I know you used to have a crush on her and she was awfully cute. Just picture it, I'm on my bed Jenny's in her cheerleader outfit with her face buried in my pussy. Maybe she took her panties off to finger herself better. Maybe you come in and catch us in the act. Do you think she'd notice? I'm sure she would once you grabbed her hips and shoved that big hard cock in her sopping wet-"

"SERIOUSLY ARI THAT'S ENOUGH! I'm trying to drive."

Ari sighed. "Sorry. I didn't mean to take it that far. It's just that teasing you kinda helped me take my mind off the shit show this vacation's been so far. It's not exactly my ideal Christmas to be on a family vacation with half the family missing, stuck in a cabin in Ohio with only the clothes on my back."

I reached over and rubbed her knee. "Sorry sis. Hopefully the weather lets up soon and we can go into town to get you some proper winter gear." We fell back into silence as we drove, but less awkward and more comfortable this time as I paid attention to the road and Ari watched the snow fall outside.

We'd been to the cabin several times when we were younger and I was no stranger to driving in the snow, but it was starting to come down fast. We thankfully managed to get to the cabin when it was still less than a foot deep, but I breathed a huge sigh of relief as we pulled in since visibility had dropped to near zero.

Ari tossed me the hoodie. "You take it. You'll need it to unload the car. I'm just going to run inside and turn on the heat." Ari flung the door open, jumped out, slipped on the slick ground, and almost immediately fell face first into the snow.

I leapt out of the SUV and made my way over to her as quickly as I could. Ari had rolled over and was holding her leg up to her chest, a bruise already forming on her knee. "Shit Ari. Here, let me help you up." She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I picked her up off the ground, cradling her in my arms. My stepsister buried her face in my chest whimpering and shivering as I trudged up to the door of the cabin. I had her wrap her arms around my neck so I could free up a hand to reach the keys and unlock the front door.

Thankfully the power was still on, though it was still only just above freezing in the cabin. I set Ari down on the couch in front of the fireplace and grabbed a big fluffy blanket from the hall closet. I tossed it to her quickly and turned to go back out. "The heat should be on in a minute. Make yourself comfortable while I get the wood in and I'll get a fire going."

I trudged back out to the SUV, grabbed my hoodie off the front seat and pulled it back on before opening the rear hatch and grabbing an armful of firewood and kindling. I left the hatch open as I hauled the first load inside. Dumping the firewood in the hutch I grabbed the starter kit my dad kept in the storage ottoman and set to work getting a fire going. A few minutes later and the first log had started to catch I stood up and looked back at my stepsister who had put the blanket over her shoulders but otherwise hadn't moved. "Jesus Ari, you'll get pneumonia like that. Let's at least get out of those wet clothes OK?"

Ari looked up at me, her eyes already puffy from the tears and nodded before stripping right there in the living room. The tank top and gym shorts were soaked completely through. She paused briefly before pulling off the panties as well and set all her clothes to the side on the couch. I saw my stepsister nude for the first time in the brief window before she covered herself back up with the blanket. I quickly grabbed her clothes and took them to the bathroom to hang up and dry, but my heart pounded in my ears as the image of my naked sister seared itself into my brain.

Her body had been covered in a thin sheen of water which only accentuated the tone of her legs and stomach. Her curves weren't the exaggerated proportions of an Instagram model, but the delicate form of a petite beauty. Her nipples stood out as perfect little nubs on quarter sized areola. I knew it was from the cold I couldn't help but think about our earlier conversation in the car. And then there was her pussy. Shaved carefully the mound itself was perfectly smooth with the inner lips just barely peeking out past the outer lips, but just above her vagina was a carefully trimmed heart shaped patch of pubic hair. An obvious sign of affection for whoever her partner might be. My breath caught as thoughts flashed through my mind of feeling that hair on my face as I ran my tongue across those smooth lips.

I shook my head to clear it and went back out into the cold to bring in the rest from the car. It only took five trips to completely unload the SUV but by the time I was finished the snow was already up to my knees and my socks and jeans were soaked through. I fished a pair of sweatpants out of my bag and went to the bathroom to change. After several trips to the car and putting all the groceries and firewood away my shirt and underwear were soaked with sweat as well, so I stripped nude, hung my clothes up next to Ari's and just put on my sweatpants.

I went back to the living room. "How're you feeling Funsize? Want me to heat up some dinner?"

Ari, who wrapped herself up in the blanket on a pile of what looked like every cushion in the house, looked up at me and her jaw dropped. She shook her head. "I just... I need to warm up."

"Yeah... that's what the food is for."

Ari blinked, not looking away. "Can you just hold me for a bit? I've had a bad day."

"Yeah, no worries, let me grab another blanket."

Ari shook her head and reached out to grab my hand. "Just sit here and let me get some of your body heat OK?"

I smiled softly and nodded. I sat behind my stepsister with her between my legs and wrapped my arms around her. We sat in silence watching the fire for a few moments before the cool night air on my back caused me to shiver slightly. Ari looked up at me over her shoulder before shrugging the blanket off of herself. "Here..." She said as she passed it to me. "You get warm too."

I tried not to stare as my naked stepsister cuddled back against me, the skin of my chest directly pressing against the skin of her back. I wrapped the blanket over us both and covered us up. Covering her up didn't make me any less aware of the fact that my hands were inches from her still hard nipples, that there was only a thin layer of fabric between my cock and her ass. I struggled to keep my breathing steady as I became very aware of just how much my heart was racing and how hard my cock was getting.

Ari leaned back into me, her head resting on my chest with her eyes closed, the small gap in the blanket giving me a peephole that let me view glimpses of her body. My mouth started watering as I thought about taking those nipples between my lips and biting those playful little nibs. My hand trembled as I thought about cupping that pussy and feeling the wetness before I slid a finger inside her to feel her tightness. The heat of the fireplace combined with our bodies pressed together under the blanket had warmed us up so quickly that I felt myself start to sweat. A bead of sweat that had formed at Ari's collarbone caught my eye and I watched intently as it slowly trailed its way down her chest, between the soft curves of her breasts, just barely avoiding her navel before disappearing in that perfectly trimmed patch of hair. God help me but I wanted to trace that line of sweat with my tongue.

My breath caught in my throat as Ari shifted between my legs. Without opening her eyes Ari leaned her head up and kissed my neck. "You really need to learn how to make the first move big brother."

My mouth went dry and I stammered. This seemed like the most obvious signal that my stepsister wanted more, but what if I was wrong? What if she was just commenting on our earlier conversation? I felt a shiver run up my back that had nothing to do with the cold. "I-uh... H-h-how's your knee?" I finally asked weakly.

Ari opened her eyes and looked up at me, the silence hanging heavy in the air between us. "My knee's fine. Look." She pushed herself away from me and stood up, turning around to face me. My little sister stood in front of me completely nude and fully on display in the firelight. A thin sheen of sweat covered her whole body, accentuating every curve, the tone on her legs and stomach. My eyes roamed her body, starting at her feet but lingering on her legs. I know I should have inspected the bruise on her knee but I couldn't help but admire her long, smooth legs. As petite as my stepsister was she was still in perfect proportion and I wanted those thick thighs wrapped around my head. Her pussy glistened, slick with sweat. I finally tore my eyes away from the dripping folds of Ari's sex and continued my private tour of her body. I watched the gentle rise of her chest as she breathed softly, waiting for me to finish. I finally found myself unable to look her in her eyes, choosing instead to focus on her mouth. My stepsister's lips looked so soft. Her tongue darted between them as she wet her lips and smiled.

I tried to speak but found my mouth completely dry. I swallowed hard and took a deep, shuddering breath. "It looks good."

Ari's lips crooked into a smirk. "You weren't looking at my knee big brother." She took a step closer to me and I found my face inches from my stepsister's pussy. "You really need to learn how to make the first move." She repeated.

I reached out and ran my hands up the backs of Ari's legs before resting on her thighs. It was by far the clearest sign I'd ever gotten from a woman but a flash of anxiety shot through me and I looked back up at my stepsister's face. She smiled and nodded that it was OK. Not wanting to risk breaking eye contact and losing the moment I leaned forward and planted my lips on my sister's mound.

The taste of Ari's sex was indescribable. There was a sweetness there that almost reminded me of a fresh strawberry, but there was the saltiness of her sweat as well. Heat radiated off her mound and made her smell fill my nose as I buried it in that soft patch of hair. Her juices were thick, almost creamy and they coated my tongue as I licked slowly up the outer folds of her pussy. I felt like I could live off of nothing but her delicious cum and I was determined to get more of it.