I woke up the next morning to the feeling of Stacy sucking on my hard cock. My head was spinning.
Surely I was dreaming,
I thought
. Did I really fuck my little step-sister last night?
I looked down to see her hot little mouth bobbing up and down on my hard cock. She looked up, making eye contact with me, and simply winked. Her lips stayed wrapped around my cock and she sucked me in deeper.
"God, baby, that feels so good!" I told her. "But if you keep that up, I'm going to cum very soon."
My words only seemed to encourage her more and she sucked me deep into her throat as she started to play with my balls. My hard cock exploded, shooting my hot cum down her throat. Surprisingly, she swallowed every single drop and then licked my cock clean, before crawling up my body and kissing me on the mouth.
"Good morning, big brother," she said as she smiled at me.
"Oh shit! It's morning. Mom and Dad are going to kill us if they find us like this!" I told her.
"Relax!" she replied. " I already checked and they are still sound asleep. It's only 6:00am. I'm going to sneak back to my bedroom now, before they get up. They'll never even know." She smiled and winked at me again, and then started to gather her clothes. Before she left, she leaned down and kissed me softly and said, "Thanks for last night. I have the best big brother in the world . . . I love you."
Did I really just hear my sister correctly?
I wondered. This was the same little girl that I used to tease and argue with all the time while growing up . . . only now she wasn't a little girl anymore, she was all grown up. And she just told me that she loved me! I was definitely confused by what was happening, and a million and one thoughts began to race through my mind as I tried to sort though my feelings for my younger step-sister. Realizing that I would never get back to sleep now, I decided to get up and go for an early jog around the neighborhood.
Later that morning, I returned home from my jog and walked directly through the front door to the kitchen. My mom was preparing breakfast, but I simply ignored her as I walked past her to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water.
"Well, good morning to you too, honey!" she said, teasing me.
"Sorry, Mom. I just got back from jogging and I'm exhausted."
"I can see that. You look all hot and sweaty, dear," she replied. "Maybe you should grab a shower?"
"That's exactly where I'm heading next," I said as I winked to her.
"Okay, honey. Well, I'm heading off to work now," she told me. "By the way, don't forget that your Dad and I are heading out of town for the weekend, immediately after work. I've left some food in the refrigerator for dinner and a phone number where you can reach us if there are any problems. Please try to get along with your sister while we are gone, okay?"
"Don't worry, Mom. I'm sure everything will be just fine," I said, as I smiled to myself.
My mother and I had a great relationship and actually communicated very well. My dad had left us when I was very young and she always took care of me. For a while, it was just the two of us at home . . . but then she married Neil when I was ten-years old. The adjustment was difficult at first, but I finally learned to accept him as my step-father. However, getting along with his daughter, Stacy, was a different story entirely. I think my mother realized that, and she often went to great lengths to try to make Stacy feel accepted and loved. At first I resented my new step-sister for the attention that my mother gave her. It was only recently that my feelings towards her had changed.
My thoughts continued to wander as I walked into the bathroom and turned the hot water on. I quickly undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the water run down my body. My muscles ached from my morning run and the hot water felt soothing to me. I was so relaxed that I didn't even notice the bathroom door open and close quickly. The bathroom was filled with steam, so I wasn't even aware of the presence of someone else in the little room until the shower door opened. There stood Stacy, completely naked.
"Have Mom and Dad left for work yet?' she asked me.