It's Hard Being the Little Sister - She Needed Her Own Lover
He sauntered out from the house and took the lounger on the far side of Heather. I pretended to be reading my book, but watched from the corner of my eye. God, he was big. I guess you can't play college ball anymore without being a giant. He casually dropped his shorts. The enormous sausage dangled loosely. Pity the poor girl on the stiff end of it. A little voice said don't kid around. You want to try it out just like the others. Just like your older sister.
Yesterday, I got to watch as she sipped some fruity drink and climbed on his chest, tanned and naked. She worked second shift at Walmart and was tan all over, including that incredible hairless brown pussy. I wasn't the only one entranced by it. David growled and pulled her hips to his face. The giggle was cut off by a moan. "David! Not here in front of Daisy! You are corrupting my sister!"
His voice was harsh. "You are just teasing me so Daisy gets some sex education. She is eighteen now and ready for cock!" His big hands raised her and opened the dripping lips. "No, no, noooo!" The purple weapon with the leaking slit on top was at her entrance. She struggled, but more giggles tumbled out, "No, please, no."
They had been paired up since Christmas. My folks should have known better when they allowed him to rent the bedroom in the pool house for the summer. He said he needed lodging near his job, which was on a construction site that started work at six every morning. Which meant he was usually back, needing a swim and some sun, by three. Heather knew him from school, although she was a year behind. Her first year of college, just over, had expanded all her slutty tendencies. The first weekend of vacation, the three of us were alone in the house because my parents and friends were cruising in Maine on a sailing schooner.
That Saturday, they were in the pool on a warm evening. David said to join them, but when I came back from putting on my suit, he had her bent over at the shallow end and it didn't take any imagination to know why she was making little moaning noises. I said I would come back, but he had given me a stern look, not stopping his thrusts into my sister's backside, and said to come sit on the edge of the pool next to them. Heather protested, but he called her a cunt and said it was time to come. As she wailed into orgasm, his face tightened and I could tell Heather was on the receiving end of a big load. Afterwards, he was tender, holding Heather to his front with soft kisses, saying she was a wonderful lover.
He looked at me and asked, "What do you think?"
What I thought was that my bottom was a soggy mess, but I responded, "You are wicked, but she was asking for that, wasn't she?" Heather stared daggers at me, but his hand was in her pussy and her hand was on top of his. "Daisy, just you wait, one of these days it will be your turn..."
Today, she stopped struggling and looked down at his blood filled tool sinking inside her body. Then kissed him hard. "Bastard, you know I love that awful thing!"
My fingers were under the edge of my bikini, rubbing wetness. I thought for sure I would come when they did. The grunts and noises were driving me crazy. Suddenly, he said, "Daisy, get over here and climb behind her! Lose your suit on the way."
I told myself I should run the other way into the house, but my hands shed the suit and my feet carried me to their lounger. She was bouncing on him, a big smile on her face.
"Get behind and grab her tits. I want to see girl on girl action!"
Oh god, I had wanted a feel of those impressive boobs for the longest time. My fingers loved the firm flesh, the rounded curves and the stiff nipples poking forward. Her head flopped down and she was limp in David's and my arms. He stood and placed her on the next door lounger, then turned to me. His cock was harder than ever, wet with their juices. "Do you want this in your bed, or out here in front of Heather?"
His look said that there was no chance to avoid my first fuck. I was so wet and tingling, I couldn't have said no anyway. The big tender giant was going to take my precious cherry right now. He pulled me to his chest, "You need this, Daisy. The real thing is lots better than watching."
My legs wrapped around his waist and I said, "I'm supposed to fight you off. Tell you both of us aren't sluts."
He laughed and carried me to another lounger, but stopped and asked, "What about the pool? Do you want it in the water just like Heather?" The base of his hard cock was rubbing in my groove and I couldn't think straight. He took silence as assent and stepped down into the water. I hung on tight. "Swim with me on your back. We don't have to hurry, do we?"
He stroked with his hands as I leaned my head on his shoulders. The football body felt so warm and strong. We went to the diving board end and back. He made a growling noise, "I want pussy," and laughed. He swam to the side of the pool, laid me out on the cement, and plunged his mouth into my wet sex. Oh god, it felt like a thousand little shocks at once. When his fingers pinched my nipples so hard, a tremor ran all the way through me. An orgasm already, I thought.
"You are such a sweet young thing. Maybe this isn't the right time. Your sister got me going..."
I leaned up and slipped down in his arms, whispering, "David, if you don't do me right now..."
I felt his fingers, more than one, checking out my sex. Seconds later, I was taking his big purple helmet just like Heather. "Oohhh, yes. Keep doing that."
All of the foreplay had me panting and completely ready for the big thing that couldn't fit in me. Except it could, and it did, sliding home like we had always belonged together. I clung to him, making all kinds of silly noises and he worked me, first gently and then firmly, calling for my orgasm.
My brain was scrambled, but my cunt wanted him, wanted the divine pounding that was sending me away. Ahhh.
When I came back to the living, he was laying me in Heather's welcoming arms. She kissed my face all over. "Such a bad girl, such a bad guy."
David hitched his lounger close to us, patting my hip and telling me I was a fine fuck. I closed my eyes and went limp, just like Heather did. She kept kissing me, her fingers worrying my tits.
"David, you big fucker, you have to take care of both of us now."
Slowly, I came back to life, walking to the outdoor shower. David and Heather were in a tight hug. Using up the hot water, I was dropping off my sex high really fast. The little voice said this was a bad idea. I was screwing up Heather's summer fling with the gorgeous football player. The bratty younger sister had lost her virginity but was the same troublemaker as before.
I went inside for clothes and made a shopping list. The least I could do is give them some quiet time alone. I slipped away quietly. Our hybrid car didn't make any noise as I went down the street. I decided that in addition to shopping, I would be the kitchen slave. What about a red meat dinner to celebrate becoming a woman? My pussy was still wet and tingling. How long did I have to go around like this? Like a well fucked sex object?
The sun was low when they arrived in the kitchen, ready to help. Heather eased off my tee shirt and shorts, saying that the male god, the leader of the pack, had decreed no clothes for the weekend.
David made an alpha male noise and worked on marinade for the big chunk of steak. I could feel myself juicing just being near him. Heather busied herself making a pitcher of fruity drink, with lots of rum and other booze in it. We smiled at each other, taking deep swallows. This was going to knock me out instantly. I was on a no booze pledge while competing in women's soccer during the school year. She put her arm around my neck after David went outside to the grill. "You looked so sexy, taking that big cock. Was it ok? Did you come?"
I pressed my bare tits into hers. "Twice. He is incredible. Even said we didn't have to do it if I didn't want to."
She flexed her hips against mine. "We are too alike. I can't get enough of him. I guess we are going to have to share?"
Feeling the rum, I thrust my tongue in her mouth and moaned. My fingers found a river of wetness between her legs. Her fingers jammed me and the husky voice said, "You and I are putting on a show for him."
I pushed her away, mumbling, "Never! You total slut, coming after your baby sister!"
She slammed back into me. "Listen hot one, if you don't come across, I'll have him tan your behind!"
