To the reader(s): I have not written on here in almost 7 years. I have a few unfinished stories. Life got very busy for me upon completion of my Bachelor's Degree. I started graduate school and my career. Both of which keep me extraordinarily busy. This story came to mind and so I've tried my hand back at it to get into the groove of writing again. I will get my other stories completed. Just not sure as to when. Thank you to those who have supported my unfinished stories. Its appreciated. I have tried to finish this one before uploading any of it. There are other parts to it, but I'll wait to see if anyone is interested in them before uploading. - A
"Brandon, c'mon little buddy we gotta get going," I said to my 6 year old son who was taking his sweet time getting his coat and shoes on. My wife Christa was already buckling our 4 year old son Carter in his car seat.
"I'm coming daddy," Brandon said as he came running down the hall pulling his coat on. I muffled his hair as we walked out the front door. We were taking the kids to my in-laws to stay for a week. Christa and I were flying to North Carolina to go see my kid sister graduate with her bachelor's degree from UNC at Chapel Hill. No, Georgy was no longer a kid, but she was so much younger than me. I was 17 when mom and dad got the unexpected surprise of their life. I had been an only child up until then. Of course, as her older brother I have always been very protective of her even though I no longer live at home and have a family of my own. She was still a kid when I became a father. She was twelve when my oldest son Brandon was born and by the time Carter arrived she was 14. She doted on her cousins and they adored her.
I was in love with my kid sister from the moment they brought her home. She was so tiny wrapped in that pink blanket. I've called her squirt since she was old enough to walk. It's hard not to love someone as adorable as squirt was. She was a cute kid that grew into a gangly adolescent. By the time she started high school she was quite a pretty girl. Her hair was light blonde, wavy and rested just below her shoulders. She had large arresting blue eyes that had her big brother wrapped around her little finger. She was slender, yet shapely. That may be perhaps where some of my overprotective nature of her came from. I know what boys her age, hell, even men my age, think about young shapely pretty girls.
Although we occasionally spoke on the phone, I hadn't seen Georgy since the summer before she left for UNC. Because of Christa's job we moved to Denver shortly after that. As an independent contractor I can pretty much work from anywhere. Settling into our seats for the 3+ hour flight to Raleigh-Durham International Airport, I popped my earbuds in to listen to music as Christa already had her audiobook playing in her ear. She didn't care much for flying and audiobooks were good distractions for her. As the music started in my ears I closed my eyes and let my mind wander back to the last time I'd seen Georgy, the summer before she left for college. A summer I will never forget.
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Mom and Dad had called me and asked if I could keep an eye on Georgy as they were going to Las Vegas for the weekend. Christa and I lived about an hour drive from Mom and Dad. After speaking to Christa we figured it would be best if I just packed up for the weekend and stayed at Mom and Dad's with Georgy instead of burning the gas back and forth. Not to mention, Christa had a car so if she needed to go anywhere she was free to. So, I told Mom and Dad it would be no problem. Mom and Dad were flying out early on a Friday morning: I called Georgy and told her that I would be there after the boys had their breakfast.
I got to mom and dad's around 10 in the morning. Georgy's eyes lit up when I let myself in with my spare key. She bound into my arms and wrapped her arms around my back and gave me a firm hug. Its always been like this. I'm a pretty lucky guy. I've got parents who are still crazy in love after forty years of marriage and a little sister who happens to adore her big brother. I can live with that.
Georgy and I spent the day together. I took her to lunch at El Charros Mexican restaurant. Georgy loved flautas and they made the best. After lunch we came home and played a few rounds of Just Dance on the WII. I made us a light dinner around 7 and then told Georgy I needed a shower.
Grabbing my stuff for my shower I made my way into the bathroom.
I was just getting out of the shower, hadn't even reached for a towel yet when the bathroom door opened, and Georgy appeared.
Fuck!
I stepped back behind the glazed shower door, peering around it even as I realized it wasn't really hiding me, as I asked, "what do you need squirt?"
"I just wanted to see you," she said as her eyes peered at the opaque glass of the shower door
See me? I thought to myself. "While I'm in the bathroom squirt?"
I saw a towel flip over the side of the shower as she replied,
"Yes"
I wrapped the towel around my waist and tried to keep it loosely wrapped as I didn't want it outlining my cock in front of my little sister. As I stepped out, Georgy was leaning against the bathroom counter watching me.
As I made my way around her I asked her, "Is everything okay?"
"Yep," she said
I noticed her eyes looking down at my towel around my waist. More specifically in the direction of my cock. What the fuck? I've got to be imagining things.
"So, Squirt" I tried to say as calmly as I could without sounding nervous "what couldn't wait for me to finish getting my shower done?"
Pushing herself up away from the counter she walked towards me without saying anything. My eyes widened, "Georgy?"
Reaching towards me, she grabbed the overlap of the towel from around my waist with her fingers and pulled, the towel coming loose, and let it drop to the ground
I should have covered my cock with my hands, but I didn't, feeling my cock begin to swell. My eyes on hers, seeing them drop from my face to my cock wondering what the hell she was doing.
I didn't have to wonder long.
I felt like I was having an out of body experience as I watched my little sister, my Squirt, my Georgy, drop down to her knees before me. Her hands were soft as she grasped my cock and began to gently stroke me. Of course, my traitorous cock, only swelling before, immediately betrayed me and hardened in her hand. You are not supposed to let your sister touch your cock my brain was screaming going into full panic mode the moment I felt Georgy's mouth wrap around my cock and her tongue make contact with the head.
It was at that moment when my cock overruled my brain and I let out a long
"Fuuuuuuuck"
She slid her mouth along the length of my shaft wetting me down - Her hand gripped at the base of my cock. I couldn't help but reach down and knead my fingers into her hair as she slid my cock in and out. Fuck her tongue felt so good as she wound it all over my cock. She varied her speed and the amount of suction she applied. Fuck me! I wasn't supposed to be enjoying this, but damn her mouth was wonderful. My baby sister was sucking my cock and I didn't want her to stop. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Get a grip fucker I shouted to myself.
"Georgy?" I said unsteadily trying to get her attention
Looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, with my cock stuffed in her mouth, I couldn't help but think what a fucking beautiful sight this was.
Against my cocks wishes, I slid backward out of her mouth and reached down for her hands.
"Are you upset with me?" she asked as she stood up and took my hands