Tim glanced over at his sister and suppressed a sigh. He loved the way she laughed. Loved that, even at 19 years of age, she laughed about silly things like the Spongebob Squarepants episode they were currently watching. Then again, he loved just about everything about Stacy. More than a brother probably should, according to general opinion. But Tim couldn't help it. To him, Stacy was just about perfect; brown hair, beautiful face, nicely shaped breasts, a flat belly she liked to show off and an almost impossibly perfect butt. Sister or not, she was the hottest girl Tim could imagine and it was her, not some Hollywood starlet, he fantasized about when whacking off.
"Could you get me another beer?" her voice interrupted his train of thought. "You can take another one for yourself, of course."
Tim got up and went to get two bottles out of the small fridge their parents had given to Stacy when she moved into the apartment. "There you go," he said while handing one to his sister.
She thanked him, opened the bottle with her lighter and took a sip. "Do you like that brand?" she asked while adjusting the blanket wrapped around her. She was always cold.
"Sure, it's fine," Tim replied. His mind was occupied with something else. Not cheap beer and certainly not Spongebob Squarepants. His thoughts were racing around one simple question: Should he go for it?
Two weeks earlier, he had stumbled upon something, literally. Stacy had asked him to water some of her plants while she was visiting a friend abroad and while doing so, he less than elegantly knocked over a stack of books and magazines. One of the books caught his eye: Stacy's diary. He would never have looked for it deliberately, he hadn't even known that his sister kept a diary, but there it was. Right in front of him. It had fallen open and he could clearly make out the words 'masturbated' and 'orgasm'. His curiosity got the better of him. He just had to read it. All of it. He read about his sister masturbating in the bathtub, about her losing her virginity some time ago. He learned that she wasn't looking for 'the One' or a serious relationship just about know. That she was just looking to have fun without strings. And he learned that most of her sexual encounters started by having a guy over for a beer, watching some TV and him starting to touch her. That she found it hard, impossibly hard even, to restrain herself once she was aroused by some gentle exploring done between her legs...
Cut back to right now. Here he was, a guy, over for a beer, watching TV. Should he go for it? He was afraid for his great relationship with Stacy, who wasn't just his sister but also one of his best friends. He didn't want her to feel uncomfortable, didn't want to jeopardize what they had. But on the other hand, he wanted... her. Boy, did he ever want her. He emptied his beer with a big gulp. Life was too short, he decided. He had to try.
"Can I join you under that blanket?" he asked, doing his best to sound innocuous, "I'm feeling kind of chilly."
Stacy frowned. It was very much unlike Tim to complain about being cold. "There's another blanket over there," she said, pointing to the other end of the room.
Tim sighed, "Oh, come on, I don't wanna get up again. The blanket's big enough for both of us."
She shrugged and lifted part of the blanket. "Whatever..."
Tim crept up next to her and tried to get comfortable. He waited a couple of minutes before making his move. Then he placed his right hand on Stacy's left thigh, slowly moving up, towards what he really wanted. More than anything in the world.
"Tim!" her voice made him freeze, "What are you doing?"
He withdrew his hand and felt his face turning bright red. "I... I'm sorry, Stace! I just..."
She stopped his rambling by putting a finger on his lips. "It's okay, Tim. I didn't say I didn't like it."
Tim looked at her, trying to ascertain what his sister was thinking. She gave him the hint of a smile while she turned off the TV. Clearly, this was more interesting than Nickelodeon cartoons. "Go on, Tim. Just... don't let me stop you!"
After a short moment of hesitation, he did as she asked. This time, he chose to put his hand on her belly and work his way down. He rejoiced at feeling her smooth skin, celebrated every second, every inch. Since she made no effort to stop him, Tim moved his hand underneath Stacy's jeans and started to explore her most private of parts.
Through the thin fabric of her cotton panties, he touched her, felt her. It was heaven. And it got even better when he realized that she was enjoying it, too. His sister had closed her eyes. Her lips quivered slightly. A moan escaped her lips. "I want you, Stace!" he verbalized his most powerful desire. "But I don't wanna do anything that you don't want or that could..."
She shushed him, gently moved his hand out of her pants and looked at her brother intently. "Tim, stop overthinking this! If you want me," she unbuttoned her pants and quickly slipped out of them, "I'm yours!"
Transfixed, Tim stared at what his sister was presenting to him by slightly spreading her legs. Stains of moisture on her grey cotton panties showed him that he hadn't imagined her getting wet while he had touched her. "Are... are you sure, Stacy?" he asked once more, unable to take his eyes off of what he had wanted for so long.
Stacy didn't answer. Instead, she pulled her panties aside and offered her brother a good view of her cleanly shaven young pussy. It was majestic in it's perfection. Tim wasn't a virgin. He'd seen naked girls before. But this was different. It was his sister. His wonderful, beautiful little sister who had been the embodiment of sex appeal to him for years.
Because he failed to do anything but admire her, Stacy took her brothers head into both hands and guided it in between her legs. No words were necessary to convey her wishes. Tim kissed her clit, then started licking her. The taste, the smell... it was intoxicating. Tim didn't much care about technique, he followed his instincts. And judging by Stacy's soft moans and the fact that she was firmly pressing his face into her pussy, he appeared to be doing well. This was amazing. A paradise of passion. An Eden of sin. Tim could have eaten his sister's pussy from now until the end of time.
