INNOCENCE LOST
Chapter One
"I can't tonight," Lisa replies over the phone to her best friend Melinda.
"But you're home all alone," states Melinda.
"Yeah. But I can't. Every time I invite someone over when mom and dad aren't here, I get caught."
"But I'm so bored tonight," pouts Melinda.
"We can do something tomorrow night. Robby will be home from college by then and you will be able to come over," Lisa says confidently as she takes another swig from the can of beer.
"Okay," Melinda sighs glumly. "I will talk to you tomorrow then."
"K. Bye," responds Lisa as she hangs up the phone. Already bored, Lisa flicks through the channels on the TV, stopping at a music station. 'Dance your pants off' is airing and Lisa chuckles to herself as she is up well past her bedtime, even for a Friday night.
Returning from the kitchen with another beer, her fourth of the evening, Lisa starts dancing along with the video. Caught up in the moment, she strips off her pants and starts flinging her long, blonde hair around as she gyrates her 5 foot 4 inch frame to the music clad only in her pink thong panties and cropped white tank top which barely covers her 32B's. Taking another long drink, Lisa is startled by the front door opening and spills beer all over her shirt.
Peeking around the corner, Lisa sees her brother. Only one year older than her, Robby is almost a foot taller than Lisa, at 6 foot 3 inches. A shaggy blond mop tops his 210 pounds of muscle. She can see how all the girls in high school were in love with him and saddened when he took the scholarship to play football for a BCS ranked college instead of staying home and being the star wide receiver for State. As soon as Robby turns to close the front door, Lisa bolts from her hiding place and times her jump perfectly to catch Robby off guard as he turns back to pick up his bag.
Flying into his arms, Lisa yells, "Welcome home!" and kisses him while wrapping her arms and legs around his body.
Holding the kiss for a second or two too long, Robby finally says, "Hi sis," with a big smile. "I smell beer."
With an innocent look, Lisa replies, "Really?"
"Yeah. Really. Why don't you peel yourself off of me and grab me one," Robby chuckles.
"Okay," Lisa smiles back and skips off towards the kitchen
Robby watches her as she prances away and mumbles to himself, "Damn." He grabs his bag and walks toward his bedroom, trying to shake the image burned into into his brain away. Opening his door and talking to himself again says, "It's good to be home." Setting his bag on the bed, he turns in time to see Lisa standing in the doorway, her hair fluttering over her breasts, nipples peeking through her hair and straining at the tight, white fabric, her cleavage readily visible where the spilled beer had made the material transparent.
"Here," Lisa states as she thrusts her arm out to hand him the beer.
"Thanks," he replies as he pops the top to the can and takes a sip. "You've grown," he continues, eyeing the new curves his sister has. Remembering at Christmas when he was home last, she was clad in heavy clothing sohe could not see her body and last summer shen she was swimming in the backyard pool, she didn't have any of the curves she now possesses.
Smiling, Lisa grabs Robby's hand and says, "Come on," as she pulls him out of his room. Robby steps past his little sister and leads her to the family room, knowing if he followed her, his eyes would be on her bare ass, barely covered by the tiny thong, and there would be additional stirrings in his pants. Once there, Lisa sprints past him and jumps onto the couch. She grabs the remote before he even has a chance to sit down. "Hmm, what do I want to watch?" she asks herself rhetorically.
"What movie is on?" Robby asks her.
Flipping through the channels, she sees that there are two movies starting at midnight, about five minutes away, and they consist of a romantic comedy and a horror flick. "Seen it," Lisa states when she passes the comedy. "Looks like it's going to be the horror movie tonight," she continues as she sets down the remote.
"Sounds good to me," Robby adds as he drains the last of his beer. "Go get me another one," he commands. Lisa does as bidden and when she is out of earshot, he mumbles, "Damn, she's got a nice ass," watching as she struts out of the room. Taking the opportunity, he adjusts himself as the stirrings are becoming a problem.
Lisa skips back into the room with Robby watching her breasts bounce unhindered under her tank top. "Here," she giggles as she plops down hard on his lap, greeted by a groan as she lands on the growing problem. "What's wrong?" she asks innocently as she curls up in his lap and leans against his chest.
"Nothing," he states. "The movie is starting," he continues as he slides her off of his lap and onto the couch beside him.
"Oh," Lisa pouts, unaware of her raw sexuality and what it is doing to her brother. She slips a leg across his as she cuddles up under his protective arm, her hard nipples burning against his ribs. He sets his beer down and drops his hand onto her leg and absent mindlessly starts to rub her knee.
"Gotcha!" Robby yells and pokes her in the ribs during the climatic scary scene at the pinnacle of the movie.
"Ahhhhh....," screams Lisa as she nearly jumps off the couch. "You brat!" she continues screaming as she hits him across the chest.
"It's not that scary," he says reassuringly.
"Yes it is," stammers Lisa with a tremble in her voice. She curls up tighter against his side and draws her other leg up onto his lap, hiding her face against his chest. Robby wraps his arms around his baby sister, assuring her and protecting her from the monsters on screen.
The movie ends and Robby grabs the remote to turn off the TV. He gently picks her up as she has nodded off during the final few minutes of the movie, safe in the cocoon of his body. He carries her up to her room and places her in bed. Deciding it would be difficult to keep his hands off of her if he changed her into a nightshirt, he tucks her under the covers and gives her a soft kiss on the forehead.
He retires to his own bedroom next door, throws his bags over in front of the closet and strips down to his boxers. Turning off the light, he climbs into bed, only to toss and turn while thinking about the hard little body his gorgeous sister has grown into. He finally falls asleep holding the nine inches of manhood in his hand. The storm that was predicted to hit, causing him to come home early, is starting to light up the sky.
Awakened by a loud thunderclap, Lisa sits up in her bed and listens to the roar of the wind and the pelting of the rain illuminated by flashes of lightening and accompanied by the rolling of thunder. Unable to go back to sleep because of the storm and memories of the movie, Lisa slips out of bed. Padding down the hall, she quietly opens the door to Robby's room and runs across the chamber to his bed. Seeing him asleep by the light of a flash of lightening, she slides into the bed and curls up next to him. Robby rolls onto his side and Lisa quickly spoons in front of him and Robby throws his arm over her. Feeling safe and secure, Lisa falls back asleep.
Sensing the heat of a body, Robby, still more asleep than awake, starts rubbing his hand over the tight little body spooned up with him. In his drowsy state, he believes he is still at school and one of his girlfriends has snuck into bed with him. He gently kneads the smooth, upturned breasts barely contained by the short tank top. Her nipples hardening in response to the caresses, Lisa moans in her sleep as Robby pinches the tiny nips. Sliding his hand down over her flat stomach, Robby's hand slips beneath the fabric of Lisa's thong, allowing his fingers to trace along her shaven lips before entering the valley of her dewy folds.
Finding her nub, he draws his finger across it, causing her to shudder and moan in her sleep as his manhood rises, sliding up between her legs.
Not wanting to wait any longer, he pulls aside her thong and presses the head of him immense tool between her now inflamed lips. Unable to proceed further, Robby grabs Lisa's hips and rolls them both until he is on his back and she is straddling him, facing away.
The tinge of pain caused by Robby penetrating her maidenhood rouses Lisa back to consciousness. Unable to breath or speak due to the waves of ecstasy from the feeling of being split in two as she slides down his tool, forced on by the downward pressure from Robby's persistent hands.
