Doing Exgirlfriend's Little Sister

This story is a fictional follow up story to previously published series "Girlfriend shares too much and Ex-girlfriend shares more stories" stories. Little sister was a cute as a button and so eager to please.

Helping Ex Girlfriend's Little Sister Move

He knew this was a bad idea from the beginning; he thought to himself, "I don't care that she's the one who is coming on to me, it's not right to mess around with your ex-girlfriend's little sister. You're a real shit-head if you cross this line!"

He had just carried the last box from the truck upstairs into the apartment bedroom. He was honoring his ex-girlfriend Trish's request that he help her little sister Suzy move into her first apartment.

For both he and Suzy, it had been a long afternoon of setting up furniture and carrying boxes. It was all so worth it for Suzy. She sat tired, seated at the foot of her freshly made bed, taking in the new feeling of freedom from her parents and siblings.

Trish was nowhere to be found; she left a vague message that she would try to find time to help with the move, but he suspected she would be a no-show. Same for Suzy's lazy boyfriend; he was supposed to help out as well, but he was also as a no-show with a lame excuse. That left he and Suzy alone to deal with all the moving, unloading and set-up. Fortunately, Suzy only had the basics to move.

Suzy had blossomed into a more voluptuous version of her older sister. At just nineteen, her face had matured from a cherubic baby face to a delicate young womanly look. Suzy was about two inches shorter than 5'3" Trish, but about the same weight at 105lbs.

Suzy wouldn't be considered chubby; she was definably curvy. Instead of Trish's slim Perky B cups, Suzy sprouted full C cups with matching firm round buttocks. Kind of like a hot actress in a teen-movie, bouncy, with firm assets.

It had been a sweltering afternoon and a gleeful Suzy, now with a few buttons open on her blouse looked at him and said, "I can't thank you enough for helping me out of a bind today. My lazy boyfriend and sisters all bailed out on me. If you hadn't shown up, I don't think I could have moved by myself."

Looking sweaty and a bit tired, he replied, "It's fine, I had the time and don't mind. Besides you've always been kind to me; even after your sister moved on from me."

Suzy hesitated, then offered, "Your look like you could use some refreshing; you should jump in the shower and I'll make us something to eat."

As he caught a nice glance of her firm Cs peeking out of her semi open blouse, he replied, "I'm not so sure it's a good idea for me to shower here, maybe I'll just rinse my face."

She smiled, "It's ok, it's my own place now, so if I say it's ok, then its fine, that is, if you want to? I'll make us sandwiches while you freshen up."

He stepped into the apartment's only bathroom and thought, "Just a quick rinse, a quick bite and I'm out of here."

He'd never really paid much attention to Suzy during the time he was dating her older sister Trish. She was always so quiet and shy. She was usually in sweat shirt and baggy sweat pants so he never really picked up on how voluptuous her little figure was becoming.

He did recall that she was usually on his side. Suzy was sister who tried to tip him off that his relationship with Trish was staring to unravel. She also took his side when Trish asked him to return some earrings he had bought for her as a surprise.

On that night he hoped to surprise Trish at her parent's house with a nice gift, instead she gave the earrings back to him and said, "One of these is flawed; you should return them for a matched perfect set."

As he left the house later that night, gift in hand, Suzy snuck up behind him and whispered, "That was so not cool, I'm so sorry she did that to your lovely gift."

The apartment Suzy rented was not bad for the price and location. It was a Spanish style building with a red tile roof. The bathroom has an old, but in good condition with an art deco tile look. He changed his mind and went for a full shower, so he stripped down, started the shower and folded his clothes on top of the toilet seat. Stepping into the warm water spray he noticed the unusually good water pressure for an older building.

The spray felt refreshing on his back as he leaned forward to rinse his head. Just then, he thought he heard the bedroom door open and remembered he'd left the bathroom door partially open. He turned his gaze towards the open door as light flooded into the bedroom. What he saw was better than a wet dream.

Suzy had walked into the adjoining bedroom carrying two bath towels. She placed the towels on her bed and was facing the closet mirror. This meant from where he stood, he could see her full side profile and she was not looking in his direction. The bright light of the room illuminated her delicate features.

It was as if he was peeking into her bedroom from a darker space. "Not polite," he thought, but no matter how much he tried, he could not avert his eyes from her.

As she stood facing the mirror, she proceeded to undo the remaining buttons of her blouse. She pulled it from her shoulders, revealing a white T-shirt style bra with rear clasp. Even though she was very petite, her posture stood tall like a dancer's pose, as she unclasped her bra and let it fall off her shoulders. She seemed to stare at her perfectly formed breasts in the mirror, so full and evenly proportioned. Her nipples a little puffy and erect. With both hands she gently massaged each breast and gave a little teak to her nipples.

He was frozen in time, locked-in and motionless. He watched as Suzy, next reached for the zipper on her jeans and pulled it down while unbuttoning the waist band. Slowly she rocked back and forth wiggling the snug jeans off her hips. She let them fall to the floor and kicked the bottoms off each of her feet. She stood wearing only a very tiny white thong. Looking at the mirror, hands at her side, she seemed to admire the voluptuous beauty she was looking at. After a moment, she hooked her thumbs into the tiny waist band and slid the thong down to the floor. She was fully nude from head to toe and her white skin looked so pure and stunning with her hair falling around her shoulders.

Suzy stood there with a devious smile on her face. The tan line around each breast formed two triangles that were striking to behold, highlighting her flawless skin. Her plentiful breasts stood proud and firm. The untanned skin around her puffy and completely shaved vulva evoked such erotic enticement, begging to be touched.

Suzy then turned and walked directly towards the open bathroom door. She stepped into the bathroom, looked directly at him in the shower while holding out a towel in her right hand. She stood there in the nude, perfectly still, then she smiled sweetly and said, "I thought you could use a clean towel and maybe a little help cleaning up?"

How this all started

He was alone again on a Friday night, no plans and no real prospects in line. It had been a while since he last met his ex-girlfriend Trish at the bar and was forced to endure her stories about her recent exploits with big firemen in hot tubs. As his phone buzzed, he wasn't sure he even wanted to even speak with her, but then he thought never know, maybe she wants to come over for a sexual refresher.

He picked up and Trish just went for the favor; not even an attempt to greet him, "Hey, I heard you have access to a pick-up truck?

He shook his head, "Well, nice to hear from you too and yes, I do, but only if I drive it. The company allows us to check out their fleet trucks on weekends, but an employee must be the driver. Why, what's up?"

Trish, said "Suzy's moving tomorrow and she needs help, so I thought maybe you're free?"

His pride swallowed, "Well, I don't mind helping your sister, but I have to finish in time to get ready for my plans on Saturday night." In truth, he had no plans for Saturday, Sunday or the following weekend.

Without any gratitude Trish replied, "I'll give her your number and tell her you'll help her; Bye."

He was back to his solitude on a Friday night. He should have gone out to a club, but his friends were out of town and he didn't want to go it alone. He was also stunned at the realization that Trish saw right through his bravado. She knew he was not doing much these days. She also assumed that he'd probably do any favor she asked of him. Had he really sunken that low? He really needed to man up and get beyond Trish, just this one last favor and he's done with her for good.

Back at Suzy's Apartment

Suzy stepped into the shower without hesitation and told him, "Just stay where you are; trust me this is good for both of us."

He almost turned and asked, "Are you sure?" But then thought, "Just go with it. You really could use female sexual companionship right now regardless of the circumstances or consequences."

Suzy's breasts pressed against his back. Their fullness and softness triggering a raging hard-on from him. He faced the shower, as she pressed her nude body against his and reached around him rubbing soap on his shoulders and chest. Her breasts providing an erotic massage to his back. Both his hands were pressed against the wall as one of her hand's reached down and found his full erection. With a hand full of slippery soap, she gently stroked it up and down.

Suzy giggled, "See I knew you would enjoy getting cleaned up. Oh my, I just can't understand why Trish would want to leave this behind; she must be turning celibate. We'll I'm not going to miss out, I claim rights to take this over."

As the warm water washed over both of them, Suzy spun him around and got on her knees. She so carefully and expertly licked his balls and swallowed his erection, gently sucking on the head of his penis like it was her favorite lollypop.

He thought, but couldn't say outload, "Oh my, you're a fantastic little cock-sucker; you're even better than your sister. With the way you both engulf it without hesitation, your both be the best cock-suckering pair in the city."

In and out; up and down her delicate lips went. He could barely contain himself from shooting his load down her throat. Just as he about to cum, she reached up, turned off the water and handed him a towel and said, "You come with me."

Suzy led him to her newly made-up bed. It was time to christen her new bedroom. As he sat on the bed it was his turn to really soak in all of her beauty. She stood before him, full breasts at face level, legs slightly parted and seemed to beg him to drink in all of her nudity. She felt so exposed and yet so aroused. His every touch made her react and quiver. He slowly ran one hand up her leg to her vulva and caressed her protruding labia. My goodness; she was so wet. He could detect her aroma, the smell of sex, wanton and sultry.

He pulled her in closer and began to suck on her left breast, nibbling gently on her nipple. She moaned and pulled his head in tighter. She was smashing her breast into his mouth, as if she wanted him to take all of it in. He moved over to her other breast, then back again to the left one.

His fingers played along the folds of her labia, teasing the hood of her clitoris. He didn't penetrate her vagina, not yet. He was going slow, taking his time. He was fully committed to the moment and didn't want it to end. He would stop occasionally and just gaze at her nude form. She was so beautiful with her full hips and pretty face. He played with the opening of her anal sphincter while he brushed and circled both sides of her clitoris. She squirmed, bucked and cried out, "Oh yes, oh yes, right there, right there!"

Suzy got onto the bed next to him and rolled on her back, she pulled him towards her and moaned, "Fuck me, fuck me hard!"

He climbed on top of her, kissing her deeply while she sucked on his tongue, she sucked harder and harder. She was fully spread beneath him, but she grabbed her ankles to pull her legs up higher and wider. He slid down lower with his nose right up against her open vulva. Slowly he licked and sucked on her labia and clitoris. She moaned with each lick and suck. She tasted so salty and delicious. The view of her open flower was something he wanted to preserve in his mind. He slipped two fingers into her and slowly massaged her internal g-spot. She convulsed in orgasm; her body was a masterpiece.

Slowly, in almost a teasing manner he rose up and guided the tip of his penis into the opening of her vagina. Carefully he pushed inside her, deeper and deeper, just an inch at a time before withdrawing.

She pushed her pelvis into his and wrapped her arms around his back. Eventually, she didn't let him withdraw. They started a steady rhythm of deep penetration. Pounding each other as the evening sunset cast shadows into the bedroom. He thought he almost could feel the head of his penis pounding against her cervix.

He had lost track of how long they'd been fucking and kissing. Suddenly, he picked up the pace. Soon they were gyrating in time and with abandon, causing both to convulse in orgasm. His load was now fully deposited deep around her cervix. Given it had been a while since his last experience, this was as full a load as he could ever deliver.

They collapsed in each other's arms, oblivious to the wet spot on the new sheets. Her breathing was soft and rhythmic as he kissed on the forehead. They napped for a while. It was fully dark when they first spoke.

He said, "I'm at a loss for words, I'm afraid anything I might say will spoil this moment."

Suzy looked deeply into his eyes, "I've got unfinished business to clean up. I'm not ready to go deeper into tonight. Maybe we chat in a few days or so? I'll call you."

With that he gently kissed her again, got up and went to the bathroom to gather his clothes. He headed out the door towards the waiting truck he borrowed.

As he about to get in his truck on the dark street, he saw a young man walking towards him. His first thought was, "Oh no, the boyfriend finally showed up." But the man just walked past, continuing down the street.

He got in the little Nissan Frontier pick-up truck with the manual transmission and fired up the engine up quickly. It was a simple vehicle, nothing as fancy as his sports car. Engaging the manual gears, he headed back to his place, rolling down the window to enjoy the cool air.

He first thought was, "I've heard good things come to men in trucks doing good deeds."

His second thought was, "This is complicated; but I can't wait for her to call and see where this goes."

His third thought was, "You broke the rules tapping little sister. Something tells me there will be hell to pay someday."

And now the wait begins for the next chapter...