Oh Man! Where is all this going to lead to? What a mess! I've got this sister, right? Emily...Em I call her. Year and a bit younger than I am. Kinda cute looking, long blonde hair, nice tits - interesting without being Pamela Anderson silicon monsters, if you get what I mean - a great little ass and nice shapely legs. Overall, a choice bit of tail that has half the senior guys at school breaking out in a sweat to carry her books when they see her get off the bus. Thing is, I've now got a situation with Em that has me drooling and, figuratively speaking, crapping my pants at the same time.
Our family isn't all that well off any more. Dad used to have a real good job as a software engineer once. But he got laid off when his employers got swallowed up in a take-over, and being in his early fifties he found it impossible to compete with the young guys, and girls, fresh out of University with all the hot new technology and lower demands salary-wise. After an unsuccessful spell of trying to freelance - I figure the humiliation of being laid off knocked a lot of the energy and drive out of him - he wound up with a job as a duty manager at a supermarket on rotating shifts. To help out with the finances, Mom had to find work as well. Having been out of the workforce for over twenty years, the only thing she could get was as a nurse's aid at the local hospital; also on shifts.
All of this means that from time-to-time Em and I spend a lot of hours at home by ourselves after school, sometimes all night. No major problem seeing as we're both legally classified as young adults and both of us are capable at cooking our meals and doing all the cleaning assignments Mom leaves for us.
Then, tonight... Oh shit, I guess a little bit more background might help...!
I'm Pete, average height, average build, average looks, and average ability at school. At 61/2 inches, I even have an average size dick! In fact, I am your typical, boring Mr Average, which goes a long way towards explaining why I don't do too well when it comes to attracting the chicks. That and the fact that I don't have a car, I'm not all that good at sports and I intend to major in mechanical engineering when I go to University, instead of sexy stuff like law or marketing or medicine or the performing arts. So let's amend that description to typical, boring Mr Average Geek.
To be honest I'm not at all bothered about the size of My Man, because, being a geek, I've researched the fact that the 'normal' size range for the male penis is between 51/2 and 71/4 inches. Which is quite adequate seeing as the average female's vagina is only 4 inches deep. So, if you've got an 8 inch dong you'll never get to soak more than half of it, which seems a bit of a waste to me. Mind you, if you had a 12 inch one you could give yourself head and "cut out the middle man" so to speak. But I digress.
Just because I am the aforesaid 'typical, boring Mr Average Geek', it doesn't mean that I don't lust over females - quite the opposite. My hormones run just as hot as any well-muscled, handsome sports jock's do. Like every other hetero male of my age, I exist in a state of almost constant hard-on whenever I sit close by a chick in class who's blasting out the pheromones at that "hot" stage in her cycle. And, seeing as fifty percent of my classmates are of the feminine gender, hard-ons in class are a daily issue. But the cool guys get the opportunity to address the problem the way the cool guys always do, whereas The Geek beats the meat so often he's worried about growing hairs in the palm of his hand.
This brings me to Em...
Em goes out with heaps of guys, so I cannot for a second imagine that she's suffering from sexual frustration. But I have absolutely no idea what my sister's sex life is like! Is she easy to score with? Or is she a tease? Or is she one of the few who doesn't put out at all? One positive in Em's favour: I have not heard any whispers going around at school that my sister has Round Heels. One thing I do know, however, is that she always asks Mom and Dad 's permission to go when a guy asks her out and she always stays at home on the evenings when they are both working.
Last year, Em really had The Hots for my best buddy Joey - come to think of it Joey is my only real friend - but I don't know if anything ever came of it. Joey certainly hasn't mentioned it at all. Joey is a Cool Guy. He was elevated to that status when he got a soccer scholarship to one of the big universities back east. If all goes well, he'll probably get a pro contract and end up filthy rich. But, before that, we were more or less on the same footing as we soldiered through our school years together. The thought has occasionally crept into the grey matter that, since he became a Cool Guy, Joey only keeps The Geek around as a kind of pet; sort of like all the really good-looking chicks always have a fat, ugly one hanging around with them.
I may not have a car, but, because I aim to be an engineer, Dad has made damned sure that I have an extra-good, fast computer with heaps of memory. I worked weekends mowing lawns and stuff, and scraped up the money to upgrade the screen to a 19-inch and invested in an AutoCAD package. When I get fully up to speed with the software, I'm going to look for contract CAD work with local companies so that I can build up my University fund. The kind of donkeywork that's too basic to waste the time of highly qualified highly paid engineers to do.
Part of the computer deal, though, is that Em also gets to use it for school assignments, et cetera. No big deal! The whole shebang, including printer and stuff, is set up in a small room that leads off of my bedroom. It is nothing more than a very large cupboard really and, because Dad took the door off to make more space, I can see right into the room from my bed. And, of course, there is a connection to the Internet.
Now, our Mom and Dad got it together right at the end of the Flower Power, drugs, anti-Vietnam War era, and they didn't start Em and I until quite late - Mom was over thirty when I was born. They kept up some of the casual lifestyle over the years, so as kids Em and I got used to seeing them wandering around the house with very little in the way of clothes on. Sometimes they were completely naked. They same kind of rules applied to Em and I until Em reached puberty and Mom decided that everyone should cover up a bit more. Even so, it wasn't unusual for Dad and I to wander around in just our boxers and you'd see Mom or Em wearing not much more than an outsized sweat-top, or a cotton nightdress, and a pair of panties.
The inevitable happened. The Geek would be in his room reclining on his bed studying and Cute Sister would come in to use the computer. Sometimes she would be doing an assignment, but other times she would just surf teen sites on The Net. More often than not, she would be dressed 'normally' in a T-shirt and shorts, frequently and obviously without a bra, but sometimes she was wearing a lot less. Feeling somewhat guilty, The Geek would stop the schoolwork and start studying his sister and stroking his hard-on. He liked it best when Cute Sister was only wearing a sweatshirt and panties. Then he could admire her lovely legs. And when she leaned forward on the chair, or moved around otherwise, he would catch exciting glimpses of her beautiful little white cotton covered ass. It was extra good when she was wearing a nightie as well, because the glare from the screen would outline the pink-tipped shape of her breasts through the thin material, but The Geek wasn't really a tit man.
Occasionally Cute Sister would screw something up and she would ask for The Geek's help. He would hurriedly try to make his erection less obvious and go, kneel on the floor beside her, and talk her through the solution. He would feel the glow of her body heat and catch her scent and his mind would spin so badly that it was hard to concentrate on the task at hand. It was those times she was dressed in the sweatshirt combination that really blew his mind, because he would inevitably sight the white triangle at the fork of her thighs and imagine that he could see the pouting outline of her pussy behind it. Occasionally, a stray blond pubic hair protruding from behind a leg opening would almost give him a heart attack. The Geek was truly in a bad way. And there was that least one time, when she was wearing a nightie, that he clearly detected that Cute Sister wasn't wearing any panties at all!
Of course, as soon as she left him, The Geek would jack himself off frantically with lurid fantasies about Cute Sister streaming through his mind.
Then, one day whilst I was looking for something else on The Net during a free study period; I found Literotica. That blew the rest of the afternoon away until Em came home. Of course, given my fantasies about my sister, the incest stories grabbed my attention more than any of the others did. Quite by chance, I came across one about a brother and sister sharing a bedroom by a guy called Jack Dayton. It was a bit farfetched I thought - hey, how many 18 or 19 year old girls do you know who would share a room full-time with her similar-aged brother? And the "Ooooh - Ahhhh" dialogue when they got it on was kind of over the top. But the initial build up reminded me so much of my feelings about Em that the story really struck a chord.
I had just finished reading when I heard Em come in the front door. Then I suddenly remembered hadn't got the shopping that Mom left a note for me to go and get. So, because Mom would be home real soon, I dropped everything and left my room in a rush. I was in such a panic that I quite unintentionally left that story sitting on the screen. When I got home, beating Mom by about five minutes, Em was on the computer. The story was gone and she didn't say anything. But she did give me this kind of disgusted look.
