Christmas time means different things to different people. No matter how your family celebrates the holidays, most families will celebrate it together. In the case of my family, we all celebrated it together at my house. I don't have a huge extended family, but enough to put me out of my room so we can be hospitable hosts. Normally it wouldn't matter to me because I've spent the last four Christmas holidays with my fiancé, well, ex-fiancé now. This is why I was at home this year. As you'll find out, I'm damn glad I was.
I was 20 years old and still a virgin. I know that's practically unheard of these days, but when my ex-fiancé and I had started dating when I was 16 and she was 15, we decided to wait until we were married before having sex. It sounds crazy, but we had stuck to our word. We had broken up a couple months earlier and since we had stuck to our word on waiting, I was a 20 year old virgin. At least that's half the age of the movie.
This particular year, my aunt, uncle, and cousins were coming to stay. I let them sleep in my room as normal and simply decided to grab a sleeping bag and crash on the floor of my sister's room. My sister was 7 years older than me and married. Her husband wasn't able to come due to some family issues that were going on. He felt that it was best to spend Christmas with his family. I'll describe my sister Steffany for you.
Steffany is seven years older than me, putting her at 27 years old at the time. Even though she's my sister, I can admit, she's fucking hot. She stands 5'8", around 120lbs, 34C natural breasts, and as I was going to find out, just a little strip of trimmed hair on her pussy. She has long dark brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. All my friend's wanted to fuck her, and I would find out later that most of them did. Apparently my sister is a total slut, but I didn't know it at the time.
I won't bore you with the festivities of the day, I know you're not reading this story to find out what I got in my stocking so I'll skip ahead to the good stuff. I grabbed my sleeping bag out of the closet and went into my sister's room in a pair of shorts. My sister had already hopped into bed. She was wearing a black thin nighty. Nothing that was lingerie at all, but it was short enough to show off her legs and definitely fit her body enough for me to notice.
I unrolled my sleeping back and laid it out on the ground.
"Hey Aaron" Steff said.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"Why don't you hope in bed and keep me warm tonight since hubby isn't around." She said opening up the sheets for me.
I wasn't sure if that was kosher since we weren't exactly little kids anymore, but I figured, what the hell, she's my sister, nothing wrong with that.
"Okay" I said as I crawled in between the sheets.
She gave me a big hug and said, "It's so nice to have you home Aaron. We don't get to see each other nearly enough."
I gave her a hug back and agreed that it was nice to see her as well. It didn't take long for her to get into what she really wanted to know. "So Aaron, what happened with you and your girl?"
I rolled my eyes. "Thanks Steff, I thought I could get through this holiday without having to open up
that
wound." I said a bit jokingly.
She laughed, "I'm your big sister. It's my job to know the dirt on you."
I figured I might as well get it over with, "Fine. It just didn't work out." I turned my back and hoped that that would be enough for her, but let's be honest, she's a girl, she wants a lot more details than that.
"Yeah right! You think you're getting away that easily." She snuggled her front up against my back, I could feel her tits pressing against my back. I wasn't wearing a shirt so I could feel her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her nighty.
"You're really not going to let this go are you?" I said with a laugh.
She chuckled, "Nope, now spill."
I inhaled deeply and exhaled and then turned toward her, "Alright, well, we weren't getting along lately and I could tell that something just wasn't right. She wasn't paying attention to me and long story short, she just wasn't feeling that we were compatible anymore. I think she might have been seeing someone else, but I could never prove it."