(Author's note: Please read "A Summer At Home: Parts 1-3" for the background on this story.)
I had just finished my last final exam of the semester and was packing to go home for Christmas break. The beginning of my sophomore year in college had been great β I had joined a fraternity, went to tons of parties and even scored a few dates with some wild sorority chicks. But I was definitely looking forward to going home. The truth was, as much as I hated to admit it, I really missed my step-sister, Stacy, and I was looking forward to seeing her again. The previous summer had changed our relationship entirely. In fact, prior to the fun we enjoyed together that summer, I used to view my step-sister as nothing more than a little brat that I teased mercilessly. But now I recognized that she was definitely all grown up . . . and without a doubt one of the sexiest women that I have ever had the pleasure of being with.
As I made the three-hour trip home in my car, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind and I imagined how much fun we would have the first time I could be alone with her. Although it had been several months since our last sexual experience, I could still close my eyes and picture her perfect body in my mind.
God she was incredibly sexy!
I thought to myself. The drive seemed to take forever and my hard cocked throbbed inside my jeans as I thought of being alone with my little sister. However, my excitement quickly grew to disappointment when I saw both my parents' cars as I pulled into the driveway.
"Damn! What are they doing home?" I muttered under my breath, as I opened my trunk to retrieve my bags.
"Honey, it's so good to see you!" my mom cried out as she met me at the front door. She gave me a quick hug and a kiss and then grabbed one of my bags and helped me carry it up the stairs. My step-dad, Neil, was waiting at the top of the stairs.
"Hey Chief! (
He always called me that
.) How did you do on your final exams?" he asked while giving me a firm handshake.
"Ummm, okay, I guess." I answered in reply. We continued to make small talk for a while until finally I decided to go to my room and unpack.
As I started down the hallway, I asked over my shoulder, "By the way, is Stacy back from college yet?"
"Yes dear." My mother simply told me. "Why don't you poke your head in her room and say hello?"
Taking my mother's advice, I knocked on the door and then gently pushed it open, expecting to find my sister inside. "Hey! How is the sexiest girl that I know?" I started to tease her as I poked my head inside . . . but then I suddenly stopped myself. Much to my surprise, instead of my sister, a strange girl was sitting on her bed. "Ummm, I'm sorry," I said almost embarrassed, "I thought Stacy was in here." "She is in the bathroom . . . changing clothes." The girl responded politely. Then she stood up and crossed over to where I was standing, and introduced herself with her hand extended. "Hi, I'm Crystal."
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Jason." I said as I gently shook her hand.
I noticed immediately that Crystal was a very attractive girl. She stood about 5'2" and probably weighed no more than 100 lbs. soaking wet. Her dark curly hair fell down to her shoulders and framed her face nicely. Her blues eyes sparkled as she smiled at me. Her body type was completely different than Stacy's . . . she was very petite, but had a nice round ass and a great set of tits (probably 36d's).
She looked me up and down . . . almost as if checking me out. "Wow! You're definitely a lot cuter than how Stacy described you." she said and then giggled.
"Ummm, thanks I guess," I managed to say while blushing. I was surprised by her boldness.
"So you think your sister is the sexiest girl you know, eh?" she asked, winking at me and then giggling again.
"Well, ummm . . ." I searched for an answer.
Fortunately, just then I heard Stacy walk in behind me. "Hey big brother!" she said as she punched me playfully on the arm. "I see you have already met my roommate."