I'm still not sure how I'd gotten into this, but there I was: At a college keg-party, pretending to be my sister Carla's date. Man, would she owe me big for this one...She had just broken off a relationship with some guy from the same school, and was hoping that he was at this party. She wanted a 'no-strings' date just to make this dude jealous. She didn't trust any guys at school to help her out, especially with the 'no strings' part. Well...the beer would be free, and there would be other chicks there. Nobody there had ever met me; her school was 4/5 hours away. And, yes, I thought it might be fun...er, interesting.
We got there, and Carla introduced me to her friends as Keith. I immediately looked for the keg, but soon enough, Carla caught up to me and pulled me into a corner. 'Ian! You're supposed to be my new boyfriend! You need to pay some attention to me! My girlfriends are all wondering what the problem is. You agreed, now come on!' We discussed briefly what this entailed: hand-holding, hugging, a little touching and maybe a kiss on the cheek...this I could do. No big deal.
We re-entered the fray. She didn't see her ex, but once begun, the show must go on. Carla held my hand, walked around a bit with her arm around my waist and encouraged me to do the same. I did; you know, whatever it took. And as we drank more, and the music got louder, and the party started really rocking, this play acting got easier...Soon Carla didn't have to remind me to stroke her back, or kiss her cheek; and as my buzz increased I increasingly saw my baby sister as the hottie that she was. At 18, she was a definite knock out. I saw the jealous looks from other guys at the party who may have been hoping for a shot at the recently single Carla; I felt a strange sense of pride that everyone there thought I was fucking her. I stopped looking at the other women at the party and began checking out my own sister. Tonight, she was dressed to kill; undoubtedly to bother her ex. She had on a short black mini-skirt, no stockings, black strappy shoes, and a black belly shirt and short jacket. Easily the hottest babe at the bash. Strange thoughts were entering my head as I started to feel more and more like her boyfriend...
Carla was getting into it, too. While we waited in line at a keg, she put her hand in my back pocket. Basically, she was patting my ass. I looked at her awkwardly; she just smiled and looked back. I didn't want to blow this for her so I stayed cool. But then, one of the pecks on the cheek somehow became a kiss on the lips; though shocked, I was surprised at how much I enjoyed it. Carla showed no sign of discomfort from her end. As a matter of fact, she came back for more a few times...Just showing off to her girlfriends, I told myself...After that, I was checking out my 'girlfriend's' long tanned legs when I realized that I was getting a hard-on. Damn. This sure was one weird party. Well, I'd hoped it would be interesting...
It got really late. Couples were making out in the corner; one or two had disappeared into various rooms throughout the house for one form of hanky-panky or another. Carla was talking to a friend while I sipped a beer; I wasn't sure what they were talking about, but they kept on looking at me and smiling, knowingly...Carla turned to me and said 'Honey; you look so lonely...' and kissed me full on the lips, the longest kiss so far. To my amazement, she slipped her tongue into my mouth and started making out with me. I lagged behind a little; was her ex finally here? But as soon as she started running her hands passionately over my entire upper body, I quickly got into it. My buzz helped me enjoy this for exactly what it was: making out with a hot babe. I could feel her generous tits pressing and flattening against my chest. After about a minute or so of necking, my cock had become completely hard. Carla had to have felt it grow as we kissed; she could certainly feel it now as she forcefully pushed herself against me. My hard cock pushed against her stomach, but our alcohol consumption had dulled any embarrassment or shame.
She pulled her mouth away and started kissing my neck. I asked her in a whisper, 'Is he here? What's going on, Carla?'
She was breathing heavily. I could also tell that she was pretty drunk. 'Nothing...Just putting on a show. It can't look like we're the only ones here not doing it...Follow my lead...honey.' She smiled at me drunkenly; and with that she started aggressively making out with me again. Through my near-drunken haze, I 'played along' and started feeling Carla's tight young body in the same way she felt mine. As I felt her upper back, I lost my self for a minute and slipped my hand under her mini skirt and palmed her ass. She was wearing a thong. With my hand on her bare ass, she pushed her groin into my hard dick. She didn't stop me from squeezing her butt; after catching myself, I stopped and Carla pulled away, an intense look in her eye. 'C'mon, hon,' was all she said. She led me by the hand down the hall into a darkened room.
Once inside, there was really no reason to keep up the charade, but Carla seemed to think we should. She started kissing me again, with lots of tongue. I was really confused now, about what Carla was doing and about what I was feeling about my sister. I wanted another handful of her sweet 18-year old ass...I knew she wouldn't mind, so what the hell? I went for it. I guess I was simply swept away with lust; I was knew this was Carla I was fondling, the hottest girl at the party; but I guess remembering that Carla was my baby sister was the hard part. We made out for about five full minutes, my hand massaging her naked ass cheeks, until she stepped things up a bit further by reaching down and massaging my dick through my pants.
I was dimly aware of the music from the party down the hall, the coats on the bed next to us and the fact that anyone could walk in the room and turn on the light at any time; but Carla's hot mouth, her full, wet lips, her probing tongue, and now, her hand rubbing my hard dick had me locked in an inescapable trance. We fell back onto the bed together and I slid my hand under Carla's top. I fondled her braless tits roughly. She responded by gently biting my lips and fumbling for my zipper. Soon enough, she had my pants pulled down to my knees. This had gotten out of control quickly. Soon, in the near-complete darkeness of the room, I felt Carla's mouth on my cock. She frantically sucked, roughly moving her mouth over my dick, her teeth occasionally hurting just a bit. The blowjob she gave me was noisy as hell but the party handily drowned out any sounds we made. The intensity of her attack on my penis was overwhelming. Neither one of us was thinking straight...I lay back, holding her head in my hand and feeling her head moving up and down as she greedily swallowed my dick.
After a while, I began to wonder if I was too drunk to come; Carla kept sucking aggressively, and it felt wonderful, and I was still hard as a rock, but I wasn't feeling an orgasm approach. I decided in my increasing drunken, lust-crazed haze that I needed to fuck. I needed to fuck this hot slut who was giving me head. I pulled her by the shoulders up to my face and we started to make out again. Carla knew what I wanted; she wanted it too. She couldn't get her panties off fast enough. She tossed them onto the floor. Man, if somebody walked in now we were dead to rights. Carla climbed up my body, pulled up her skirt, and sat on my hard cock, pressing it into my stomach. Her cunt slipped and slid across it, as she ground her full bush into it. She was soaking wet. I reached down and pulled my erection up, aiming it at her hot, dripping hole. She sat down again and this time my 10 inch cock slid right up inside her with ease. She let out a loud 'Oh!' and immediately started to ride me, bucking like mad. The bed springs creaked as I reached up and pulled Carla's top up revealing her gorgeous firm boobies. She bent towards my face and fed them to me. I licked and sucked and nibbled her nipples with my hands on her ass, guiding her hips up and down. I thrusted upwards, meeting her every move. She started to make a high-pitched whining sound and I pulled her back to my face and thrust my tongue back into her mouth. The noise didn't stop. She straightened her back and fucked me by moving her hips back and forth; I watched her big round titties bounce in the dim light as she moved. Her boobs were amazing, topped with extra puffy pink nipples, their tips hardened. Watching Carla riding my cock was all I needed; now I felt the orgasm I needed so badly. From far back in the recesses of my brain, I wondered if I should come inside her...god, it felt so good...I'll worry about that later...Now there was only fucking. Fucking this hot slut's pussy and coming.
Carla's cunt gripped my cock tightly. She stopped her hips and let me do the fucking for a moment; she scratched her nails into my shoulders, breathing 'Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!' into my ear as she came. I felt the cum traveling through my genitals, and there was no stopping it...I came like a rocket into my little sister's hot pussy. She sat on my hips with all of her weight and exhaled deeply. My cock hit the very back of her 18 year old vagina. Then she passed out. I felt like I had just run a marathon myself; but I willed myself to stay awake and take care of buisiness. Imagine if we both passed out her together, half naked, crashed on everyone's coats. My orgasm had sobered me up a bit. What the fuck just happened? Later. I rolled Carla off of me and onto the coats, my fat dick slipping out of her sopping wet cunt with an audible, wet sound.
I stuffed her thong into my pocket, pulled her top down and left her on the bed. Returning to the party, I could tell that everyone knew I had just gotten laid; what they didn't know was that the girl I just fucked wasn't my girlfriend. She was my little sister. I let Carla sleep for about an hour. Then I helped her out to my car and we left at about sun-up. I snuck her into the dorm and into her room; her roommate was still at the bash. I caught a few hours of sleep before I woke up with the full realization of what Carla and I had done...My sister and I had fucked...and I came inside her! Shit! I needed to talk to her and fast. She'd be dead to the world all afternoon, and maybe hung over after that. It would have to wait. After I brewed some coffee, I left. I'd call her from home. I started out on the 5 hour trip back.
I slept for most of the morning into the afternoon. I called repeatedly throughout the evening and got no answer. I hoped she was OK; but I guessed she was just really hung over. Now, because I couldn't reach her, I began to worry about the fact that I had let go inside Carla's pussy. If she became pregnant, I'd never forgive myself. I needed for her to tell me that she was on the pill. It was amazing to me that this had barely even crossed my mind during our hot fuck session; we were so overcome by lust and alcohol that I got sloppy. I might pay for that lapse dearly...So I waited for Carla to return my calls.
