I hadn't heard from my older sister Heather in over a week. It wasn't like her to not check in with me. All my text messages and phone calls had gone unanswered. I was worried so I drove over to her apartment. When I pulled up I saw her vehicle parked there. I went to the door and rang the bell. No answer. I knocked on the door and called out my sister's name. After a minute or two my sister finally opened the door.
"Why haven't you answered my calls?" I asked my sister.
"I haven't wanted to talk to anyone," Heather told me.
She let me in and then we sat down to talk. My sister said she was depressed. Here she was twenty-seven and she didn't have a man in her life. She said all of her friends were married, engaged or had a boyfriend. She had no one. I didn't know what to say. My sister was getting to that age where she wanted to settle down and there was no one to settle down with. I thought Heather was about to cry. I dislike when women do that. I never know what to say.
I think I said the wrong thing to Heather. I told her she had to be strong. She will find someone soon to be with. She just gave me that look that said I didn't understand a thing. She reached out and slapped me on the face. I was stunned to say the least. So was my sister.
"I'm so sorry, Sam."
Just like that, my sister got up and ran into her bedroom. I sat there for a few minutes trying to get my wits about me. I knew I had to go back and try to talk to my sister. It wasn't going to be pretty. I made the trip down the hallway and stepped into Heather's bedroom. My sister was lying face down and she was crying. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed. I placed my hand on her back and started to rub.
"I'm so sorry, forgive me Sam. I haven't been myself. Why can't I find a guy like you."
A guy like myself? What did my sister mean by that? I asked her to explain. Heather turned over and sat up. She said she wanted a man who was smart, witty and good looking. I was her example, evidently. Heather then threw her arms around my neck. I hugged my sister until she pulled back. The next part was unexpected. Heather leaned in and kissed me flush on the mouth. Not only did she kiss me, she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue into my mouth.
There I was having a passionate kiss with my sister. I know I should have broken it off but Heather was getting me excited. I could feel my cock rising in my pants.
"I need you Sam, please make love to me," my sister pleaded with me.
I know this was stupid and wouldn't have a good ending but we both started undressing each other. It got to the point where I nearly ripped my sister's panties off. Heather has dark brown hair down to her shoulders. Her body is incredible. I could never understand why men weren't making a play for my sister. When we finally disrobed, I got a clear view of Heather. My sister had these tits that were shaped like a small grapefruit. Her pubic area was shaved down completely.
My sister was on her back and I spread her legs apart. I buried my face in her pubic mound. I just went crazy. I was licking up and down Heather's wet slit. My sister placed her hands on my head, urging me to not stop. As I licked and sucked her clit, I slipped a finger inside her pussy. That really got Heather stirred up.