Editor's Note: Story contains nonconsentual sexual content.
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This is the story of how I took my sisters virginity. But in one of the worst ways I possibly could have. My name is Luke by the way. I'm going to college and I'm 20. I graduated high school when I was seventeen, skipped a few grades.
It's the end of May, I had just finished my first year of college and boy was I beat. I was returning home to my mom, dad, and little sister. My mom works as a lawyer, so growing up it was often she wouldn't be home till late working on a case. My dad never really talked about his job, but he had something to do with the government. Actually he probably did talk about his job but I never listened. He was always away on some big trip to some other country.
When he was home I would spend my time up in my room. But since both my parents were busy with their jobs, I took care of my little sister. Her name is Bethany, but I always called her Beth. She's only 18, and when I left she had been seventeen. Duh.
To Beth I was her whole world growing up. We went swimming, horse played in the house, video games, Friday night movie nights. I let her force me play dolls and have tea parties. When I joined the football team she came to all my games. When she turned twelve is when she started to... Develop.
She hit puberty and hair under her arms started to grow, her chest became bigger. I never really noticed, but mom did. She told me cause Beth was becoming a lady I had to stop some things with her. Like wrestling. But when mom was gone, we continued. She didn't become a real 'girl' until before I left. I was a senior, she was a freshman.
She had started wearing dresses, painting her nails, and denied to play around with me. When I graduated I moved right off to college, so it's been a year since I've seen my sister. (I hated leaving on school breaks, I had a girlfriend that kept me there.)
A few days before school ended she broke up with me cause I wouldn't stay for summer, I really wanted to go home.
After my plane flight I took a looonnnngggg sleep. My mom woke me up on a Saturday morning at 11. I'd been asleep since yesterday afternoon. We lived in Texas and I had gone to school in New York. It wasn't a long flight, but it still kicked my butt.
I let out a yawn a stretched. My mom said it was nice to see me then rushed off to work. Something about a divorce case. I was home alone, or so I thought. I figured cause it was a Saturday my sister would be a normal high schooler and have plans. Of course she didn't. I went down to the kitchen in my boxers. I made a beeline to the fridge, opening it and drinking from the jug of milk. I heard some footsteps and finished chugging to hear, "Pig." A sweet voice said from the doorway.
I put the milk back in the fridge and looked up to see my darling baby sister standing in the doorway in her pajamas. A pink silk set that business women would wear, those conservative pant and long sleeve set. I let out a sigh, and walked over to her.
I pulled Beth into my arms and hugged her tight, lifting her up in the air. She giggled and starting slapping my back, "put me down!" She screamed. I obliged and looked at her, from up close I could see that her pajamas were tight around her chest. From what it looked like she must have D-cups. WAIT WHAT AM I THINKING?
Don't look at your sisters breasts its wrong. I couldn't help it though, before I left she had A-cups. My ex-girlfriend only had B-cups. God she had grown up. I managed to peel my eyes up back at her face and she was smiling. "We need to catch up, let me go change."
"Okay." I mumbled. She ran off up the stairs, and I trailed behind staring at her ass. I was right behind her the whole way until she turned into her bedroom and I turned into mine. I threw on some nice jeans. I didn't bother with my shirt. I came back out of my room and my little sister was standing in the hallway with a pair of skinny jeans on and a really tight shirt saying, "Keep Calm And Swim On". I got confused at first but remembered she was on the swim team.
I leaned on my doorway, my eyes raking across her body. Her ass was small and tight, her chest was large. God it's so wrong to think about her this way but it feels so right. I wonder how many guys she has had sex with...
She turned around and smiled at me, having just finished zipping up her pants. "We should watch a movie. I have a few recorded!" She said, grabbing my arm and leading me downstairs. We went to the basement, our parents had decked it out long ago for us and sat in from of the 52" plasma screen TV.
She grabbed the remote and flipped around the recordings. "What do you want to watch, Luke?"
"I don't know, up to you."
"Okay!" She stopped at a movie called, "Friends with Benefits".
I let out a groan and she looked at me questioningly. "Seriously, that movie? It's a bit inappropriate Beth. Another movie?" Now that I looked at the movie list it seemed to be all sex movies or love movies.
"Why?" She asked.
"It's about..."
"Sex. Yeah I know."
"Yeah so choose a different one."
"If you have a problem you choose!" She flung the remote at me and I scrolled up the list. I stopped at the movie called, "World War Z". A zombie movie.
-An Hour Later-
Beth had snuggled close to me. Yet another guy was getting ate by a zombie and she hid her face on my chest. I brought my hand up and pat her shoulder. "It's safe." I told her.
She looked up just as the main guy was running. "I don't wanna watch this anymore, can we please watch something else?" "Fine." Of course she chose FWB again. I gave in and somewhere halfway in the moving, she put it on pause whole they were having sex. "Have you ever?" She asked.
"Ever? Had sex?"
"Yeah."
"Well, yeah."