Finally! This college semester was coming to an end; I would be graduating. My name is Jeff. I am a 22 year-old man. At 6’, 230 lbs, much to my dads chagrin, I am the biggest male in my family--ever. I am handsome in a rugged, outdoorsy way; but I do not give my looks much thought.
I was excited that school was finally over and I would begin another phase in my life. I would be staying with my older sister, Sherri. I say older, but she is only two years older than I. She is a very petite 5’2”, blue eyes with sandy brown hair with some blonde streaks.
My sister is good looking with a smile that would brighten anyone’s day. She invited me to come out where she was living because of the excellent job market. She had found a job in her field almost immediately out of college. Our parents objected; mainly because they would then have two kids living about 800 miles away. I knew I would miss them, but had gotten used to being away from them at college for four years.
My drive to Sherri’s place was uneventful. As I was checking addresses, I found her apartment building. I left my belongings in the car and went up to her door and rang the bell. I found myself filled with great anticipation as I waited for my sister to answer. My mind was racing through memories of us when we were kids. I hadn’t seen her since Christmas.
Just then the door flew open and she leapt into my arms in an instant, calling out my name and showering kisses all over the side of my face. Here I was, standing there with a smile from ear to ear with my beautiful sister’s butt in my hands and her 36C breasts pressed into my chest. (I must admit I felt a stir in my groin). She jumps down and I take in her beauty. She obviously had been cleaning. She was wearing a pair of cut-off sweat pants that were so tight they left little to the imagination, with her teardrop butt proudly on display. Her top was a tee shirt tied in the front with no bra. Her nipples were as stiff as rock candy. Sherri grabbed my hand and led me into her apartment. We talked for hours, catching up on each other’s lives. As we talked, my eyes worked her over. My god! She was beautiful! Her skin was perfect and had a richly toned bronze to it. She was obviously going to a tanning salon. Her breasts were as firm as overfilled water balloons; they bounced nicely when she laughed. I was starring into her blue eyes when I realized she was repeating my name. She was saying it over and over:
“Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!” she called.
“Oh shit,” I thought, “I am totally busted.” When I finally acknowledged her she was smiling at me; she then leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I closed my eyes; time stood still. My heart was beating out of my chest. When I opened my eyes, the kiss was over; she was starring at me with a quizzical look. What she didn’t see, was the bulge in my shorts that was very obvious to anyone that was looking! I thought to myself, “Why is this happening to me? She is my sister! But god she was hot! And I realized that I had missed her terribly. Sherri broke the silence, saying,
Sherri broke the silence, saying, “I think we better get your things in out the car before it gets too late.”
Still, she had a confused look on her face. I told her that it sounded like a good idea.
We settled in and I fell fast asleep. The next day we headed off so I could submit my resume around town. Later, after lunch at her apartment I asked my sister when she had to go to work. She said she didn’t. I looked at her puzzled. Sherri explained that she had taken the week off to be with me and to help me job-hunt. I looked at her with tears in my eyes.
She smiled and said, “ I love you Bro.” then leaned over and kissed me on the lips again. She looked at me and laughed. “Forget what it’s like to be kissed by a girl?”
I must admit it has been about 4 years since my senior prom. I asked her if she had a boyfriend. She looked at me like I just slapped her. Tears welling up in her eyes, I obviously hit a raw nerve. I took her by the hand, stroking it to soothe what ever it was that had upset her.
Sherri took a few minutes to compose herself, then looked at me and said, “All the guy’s I have met are after one thing--a piece of ass!”
I felt guilty. I told her I was sorry she had not found love. Inside, however, I felt pissed and wanted to go out and kick every guy’s ass she ever met. “How dare they! Insensitive bastards!” I thought to myself. I knew how sensitive and caring my sister was and it tore me up inside to think of the guys trying to use her like that. She looked at me with that serious look she has.
And what she said next blew me away. “I can’t find anyone like you! You and I are so much alike. Sensitive, caring, funny.”
I was tingling inside; I couldn’t find my voice. She leaned over and kissed me on the lips again. I was lost. My thoughts were racing around. “Oh my god!” I thought to myself, suddenly realizing that my sister was in love with me! My thoughts continue to swirl. “Why do I feel like this around her? She is my sister for god’s sake!” Then she kisses me again, I return her tentative kiss this time. I had butterflies in my stomach, my head was spinning, I am totally consumed by her. I then realize that I am in love with her too! I reach up and cup her left breast in my hand. She lets out a slight moan. Our kiss has now become a deep passionate one with our tongues sliding over each other. When our lips parted, our eyes opened. I see tears rolling down her cheeks like a dripping faucet. I ask her what’s wrong?
She smiles and says, “I knew it!” I look into her eyes, my hand still on her breast, my cock now rock hard, hurting to be adjusted. But I am frozen in place trying to collect my thoughts. Sherri’s mouth moves, I cannot fathom what I hear. She repeats it
“I love you Jeff.”