"Taryn! Get out of the shower!"
I grinned to myself and continued to take my time, ignoring my younger sisters repeated requests to finish showering.
"He'll be here soon!" Lesley shouted.
"Who?" I shouted back.
"Rick!"
My body tingled just hearing his name. Rick was Lesley's eighteen year-old boyfriend of about a year now, and for the past three months, was the object of my attention. I don't know what it was about him, maybe it was the fact he belonged to my sister. Maybe it was just how good-looking he was; standing 6', muscular, with dark blonde hair and forest green eyes, Rick had enough to catch any girl's eye...but keeping the twenty-two year old eye of his girlfriends sister was no small feat. He and I were well acquainted, because he spent a lot of time at my parent's house and I came down for weekends to visit the family. We had flirted on and off throughout he and my sister's relationship, and I knew he felt the sexual tension between us. I wanted to take care of it.
I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, toweling myself off with a thick bath sheet as Lesley continued her rampage outside the bathroom door. She began banging.
"Patience is a virtue!" I sang and picked up my black bikini panties, slipping them on as I heard the front door slam downstairs.
"Shit...he's here." Lesley moaned. I heard footsteps stomping up the wooden stairs.
I quickly put on my matching black bra and listened quietly while I pulled a brush through my wet hair in front of the mirror.
"Hey, sorry I'm not ready." Lesley said. "Taryn won't get her ass out of the bathroom."
"It's no problem." Rick said quietly. "We're in no hurry."
A smile tugged at my mouth as the next thought passed through my head, and I decided I would make Lesley regret telling me to hurry. I grabbed my clothes and opened the door, both Rick and Lesley turning to look at me.
"Taryn!" Lesley's mouth dropped as she took in my half naked state. Rick's green eyes widened slightly and he swallowed, quickly averting his gaze.
"Sorry," I murmured. "You told me to hurry. Hey, Rick."
"Hey, Taryn." He replied.
She glared at me and I turned to walk into my bedroom, my eyes meeting Rick's as he had looked up again when I closed the door. I flashed him a quick smile, which he returned with amusement and Lesley with another heated glare.
I chuckled and listened as the bathroom door closed again, which left Rick alone in her bedroom. I waited until Lesley turned the shower on and went into her room, surprising Rick who was sitting in a chair watching the small TV she had. He turned his head modestly and I smiled, turned on even more that he wouldn't even think to take advantage of the situation.
"I just have to dig through her closet," I said. I was aware of how good I looked in just my bra and panties, with my big tits and firm little ass. My nipples pushed through the silky fabric of my bra and I could feel the wetness from my pussy soaking through my panties imagining fucking Rick right there on my sister's bed. God, I wanted him...
"I hope you don't mind that I'm wearing only my bra and underwear in front of you," I said as I passed by him. "I figure it's nothing you haven't seen before."
"If it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me." He said nonchalantly.
"Not at all." I called, turning the closet light on.
"Are you going to be at Lesley's party tomorrow?"
"Of course, she's my sister. My mother would disown me if I didn't." I joked.
"Cool. So...what are you up to tonight?" Rick asked as I began rummaging through Lesley's clothes.
"I have a date." I replied. "What are you and Lesley doing?"
"A movie, I think," he paused. "Is this date going to become one of your boy toys?"
I looked behind me and grinned at him. "Don't even tell me you're beginning to believe all the bullshit my family tells you about me."
"What? That you date one for about a week and kick him out like he was nothing?" Rick teased. "I think Lesley gets jealous sometimes."
Of course she was. If I was the family flirt, Lesley was a close second. Behind Rick's back she flirted with every one of his friends and then some, she just hadn't gotten the guts to cheat on him yet. It was only a matter of time.
"Well, that's the advantage to being single, Rick." I murmured, walking back into the bedroom. I held his green eyes with my own blue eyes, feeling my cunt begin a slow burn deep inside me. His eyes slid down over my body, lingering over my chest and between my thighs, and my breath quickened as the air between us thickened with electric sexual tension.
"What do you think of this?" I asked holding a short, pale blue sundress up against me. He shifted in his chair and I noticed the prominent bulge in the front of his blue jeans, bringing a warm flush of satisfaction to my face. A sudden thought of sliding down on his cock while he sat in that chair filled my mind's eye and flooded my already aching, soaking wet pussy.
"Put it on." He said. "I can't really tell until I see it on you."
I slipped it over my head and smoothed it over my body, the waist fitting snugly to my belly and falling just about mid-thigh. I did a slow turn in front of him, his eyes appreciative.
"You look good."
"Thank you," I said with a smile. "Good enough to eat?"
Before he could answer, the shower shut off. I silently cursed and hurried to the door, murmuring a quick thank you to Rick before Lesley discovered me in her bedroom, in her dress, and in front of her boyfriend still half naked. My sister could be naΓ―ve, but she was not stupid.
By the time I arrived back home to my parent's house after my very disappointing date that night, Rick had already returned Lesley from their night out. I sighed in aggravated disappointment and went into one of the spare bedroom's where I slept while I visited, stripping naked and flopping back unto the bed.
I reached down between my spread thighs and was not surprised to feel how wet I still was, rubbing my middle finger in slow circles against my swollen clit. I slid two fingers into my hot opening and finger fucked myself until I came, moaning Rick's name as I did. I wanted my sister's boyfriend...and I had to have him.
The next day, the party for Lesley's birthday was in full swing by noon. The whole house was stuffed with people, but Lesley managed to grab me while attending to her hostess duties.
"Rick should be coming soon. Will you please watch for him and find me when he gets here, Taryn?" she asked, shouting over the loud music.
I nodded, trying to quell the excitement running through my body. Lesley stared at me suspiciously for a second and I smiled innocently, giving her a wink. I pulled away before she could say another word and took a seat near the front door, suffering through a conversation with an already drunk distant relative. The thoughts running through my head were hardly centered on the conversation; all I could think about was Rick above me, sliding his hard cock deep inside my pussy and making me scream before he shot his cum all over my body. I wanted his cock in my mouth; I wanted his hands wrapped in my hair and yanking it back hard as he fucked me from behind on my hands and knees. The next half an hour seemed to crawl by, and I was about to lose my mind from boredom when I finally sighted him.
"Excuse me." I said and stood, opening the front door for him. He wore a pair of khaki's and a button down shirt, the heady scent of his cologne intoxicating me.
"Come in," I smiled, letting him brush by me. I wore a short black skirt with a daring slit up the side of my right thigh and a white, spaghetti-strapped top that played up my cleavage, my blond brown hair wavy and falling a few inches past my shoulders.
He asked me something but I couldn't hear it over the loud music, and I leaned in close, pressing against his arm. "I said, it's really crowded in here." He repeated.
"I know," I said and from pure sisterly duty, added, "Do you want to see Lesley?" He didn't seem to hear me, for his green eyes were on my breasts. I fought to keep a smile off my face, moving closer to brush my thigh against his crotch. His warm breath brushed over my neck and slid down my chest, sending shivers through my body and hardening my nipples to firm little points.
"Rick," I murmured into his ear. His body tensed, and I found myself staring straight into those sexy green eyes I had been fantasizing about for months. "Do you want to see Lesley?"
"I - yes. Do you think we can find her in this mess?" he asked.
I took hold of his arm and pulled him with me, making introductions here and there when necessary. Lesley was in the kitchen, helping mom get together some food, refilling drinks, and greeting guests.
"Rick!" Lesley squealed and grabbed his hand, disappearing from the kitchen. I didn't have much time to pout before mom assigned me some duties, which kept me busy for the next hour or two. The house eventually thinned out until there were only a handful of people left, and Lesley was in the middle of the group chatting animatedly.
Rick was not with her.
After a quick search, I found him sitting alone in the den flipping through the TV. I stepped past him on the couch and sat down next to him, crossing my long, tan legs.
"Hiding?" I asked. He smiled sheepishly.
"You're in here, too."