Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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This is the first part of what will be at least a two part story. I left the ending hanging which is a little unfair, so I included a sneak preview into the next installment. It doesn't answer all the questions, but hopefully it will make you come back for more. I am always interested in feedback from readers, and particularly any ideas you may have for part 2. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1
My sister is almost perfect. Besides being beautiful and sexy with a bubbly personality and friendly smile, she's the head cheerleader at her high school, a star on the girl's track team, and near the top of her class academically. Sometimes it infuriates me because I'm as close to average as one can get. Other times it excites me, which is a problem. After all, I am her brother.
Her name is Diana. She has vibrant blonde hair that hangs past her shoulders. Her eyes are bright blue. She stands 5'6" and weighs 120 pounds with long, powerful legs, and an ass that creates instant erections when she wears tight jeans or skin hugging shorts. Her c-cup breasts ride high on her chest. The dark pink nipples are slightly swollen and point upward. How do I know? I've seen them.
Diana is three years younger than me. She was just beginning to mature from an adolescent into a fully developed teen when I went off to college. Every time I came home for the holidays and summer, I was amazed at how she was developing. It was hard not to find her sexy and attractive, but as her brother it was more admiration than lust, or so I told myself.
Things began to change when I came home for spring break soon after Diana's eighteenth birthday. One afternoon, I saw her coming out of the bathroom with a towel draped around her otherwise naked body. She didn't see me and must not have thought anyone was home because she left her bedroom door ajar. I peeked through the small opening and saw her standing in front of the mirror above her dresser.
Diana let the towel fall to the floor and stood there looking at her naked body. I could only see her from the waist up, but I had a perfect view of her magnificent tits. I watched as she squeezed them and played with her nipples. Then she dropped a hand down where I couldn't see it, but her arm was rapidly moving up and down in a way it could only be one thing. She was rubbing her pussy.
I thought my poor cock was going to rip through my shorts. Diana closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Moments later, her body shook and trembled. I heard her gasp several times. After taking a deep breath, Diana lifted her right hand to her nose and smelled her fingers then slipped them into her mouth and sucked them clean. After that, she stepped away where I could no longer see her.
I rushed into the bathroom, pushed down my shorts, and wrapped my hand around my rock hard cock. I tried to focus on a girl I had fucked at college rather than my sister, but it was impossible. All I could see was Diana staring up at me and begging me to fuck her hot pussy while she rubbed her perfect tits and hard nipples. In less than two minutes, I splattered the wall and floor with several spurts of cum.
I cleaned the mess, pulled up my shorts, and walked out of the bathroom, almost running over Diana who was just coming out of her room. She was dressed in a pair of skin tight cutoffs with a red top stretched across her perfect tits. I could see little dents poking out made by her erect nipples. Her face was still flush from the orgasm.
"Oh, hey Nick," Diana said, smiling at me with her pearl white teeth. "I thought you were over at Joe's house."
"I was, but he had to go somewhere so I came back. What are you up to?"
"I just finished running and taking a shower. Mom asked me to put the roast in the oven. Then I'm going over to Jenny's house to hang with the girls before my date with Jason tonight."
"Jason? What happened to that guy from Christmas?"
"Carl? We stopped dating a few months ago."
I knew my sister played the field. To my knowledge, she had never had a long term boyfriend, just guys she dated.
"You mean he dumped you?" I teased.
"More like I dumped him. He wanted...well let's just say he wanted more than I wanted to give."
"Are you trying to tell me you're still a virgin?"
"Well, technically, yes. And I'm proud of it. I'm waiting for the right guy. I just haven't met him yet."
"Technically?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "What does that mean."