This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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My sister and I used to have a normal brother/sister relationship. We fought all the time and told one another we hated each other.
Even though we fought constantly, I still saw her as my lil sister whom I vowed to protect. I guess I kind of played the father figure and protected her from guys since our father died 5 years earlier in a car accident.
I guess our relationship improved a few years after she had gone through puberty. I was 20 at the time with my 21st birthday to come in a few months.
For the next year, her and I were a lot nicer to each other, and started spending a lot of time with her. I guess we had matured somewhat.
I got to know her friends and they were very sweet to me. She got to know my friends too. Whenever they would tell her to get lost, I would defend her. I guess they saw her as a little girl too.
But after her birthday party, the way I saw her changed forever. I still remember when it happened.
Seeing her sitting there at her birthday party with all her friends, she really looked like a beautiful young woman.
Noticing how pretty her golden blonde hair looked and her luscious brown eyes started to really turn me on. She wore red lipstick and black eye liner. Not over done, just enough to make her look stunning is all!
She was wearing a green tank top with a short, black mini-skirt. Her platforms matched her figure and her outfit perfectly.
When it was time for her to make her wish and blow out her candles, my dick turned rock solid. She blew an incredibly sexy looking kiss at the candles, extinguishing them immediately.
I could not believe that I was getting turned on thinking about my own little sister! She was a sight for sore eyes though, and everyone knew it. A lot of her friends seemed very jealous of her, that she was so beautiful. At that very moment, I wondered to myself, “How many guys has she fucked?”
Later that night, I decided I really wanted to find out.
It was about 10:00 PM that night, her and I were alone cleaning up the mess from the party.
“Did you like the CD player I got you Lisa?,” I finally said to her after several minutes of cleaning.
“Oh yeah, it’s um, neat,” she said almost as if she were nervous or upset.
“Are you okay sis?” I asked in a concerned manner.
She sighed and told me she was lonely.
Lonely? How could she be lonely? With a body like that and her incredible personality, it would seem that guys would be hitting on her all the time at school.
“Sis, how can you possibly be lonely? You are incredibly beautiful; don’t the boys at school ask you out?”
She blushed, and then quickly snapped at me, “No!”
Wow. She looked angry.
“I am sorry sis!”
“Guys are intimidated by me,” she continued, “no one ever asks me out.”
Since we were having a deep discussion, I decided to make my move.
“Are you a virgin Lisa?”
She had a shocked look on her face. “What?”
“Are you a virgin? I am just curious… I want to know, are you?”
She hesitated for several moments and then finally sighed and replied, “Yes I am a virgin! I don’t want to be though…”
“Oh my lord,” I thought to myself.
“Lisa, what is the big rush to lose your virginity?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know! Maybe if I went out and had sex with a guy he would actually ask me out and I could have a boyfriend or something.”
I knew when she was younger, 13 and 14 that she had male friends, but I guess it was never anything serious.
“Sis, if you go around fucking a bunch of guys, or even one, people will start talking. You will have the reputation of being a whore and nobody would like you! Now that is not what you want is it?”
“Look, Alex, I just want some fucking attention. I am sick and tired of being lonely and sitting at home, or even going to the mall and hanging out with friends. Guys look at me, stare at me and even drool over me, but none of them ever say anything to me.”
“Oh Lisa,” I said to her, “you are a very beautiful girl. You do not need to have sex with a guy just to get him to like you.”
“I dunno Alex, I just, need, something or somebody,” she sighed sadly.
We sat there speechless for a few minutes, and then she began to cry.
“I can’t stand this Alex! It is so frustrating! I crave attention and I never get it, what the hell is wrong with me?!?”
I went over to her and took her into my arms. She rested her head on my shoulders, and continued to sob.
“People, they act like I am so beautiful, but treat me like I am so ugly!,” she cried to me.
“Shhhh sis, it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks of you. All that matters is what you think and what your friends think, you have plenty of time to worry about guys and dating. You’ll see, in a few years the guys will be standing in line to get your phone number.”
“You really think so?” she inquired as she looked into my eyes and stopped crying.
“Of course Lisa! You are so damn beautiful, you are my little sister and even I can see that!”
She smiled sweetly, kissed me softly on the cheek and said, “Thanks Alex! I love you!”
Wiping away her tears, she pranced off to her room and went to bed.
I sat there and sighed to myself. I felt so close to my sister when I had her in my arms. “I love her so much,” I thought. I wish there was some way “I” could make her happy.
Days, weeks, months & even years passed. Things had gone on the same way between her and I for the last 2 years, and she was then 21.
I was 24 and I had watched her grow up into a beautiful young woman.
My prediction turned out to be true, and by the time she was 18 she was a hunk magnet. She frequently brought boys home, and they would go into her room.
Mom never seemed to care, but after awhile I got concerned.
One night after one of her boyfriends left, I approached her.
“Hi Lisa. How are you?”
“I am great!,” she said with a cheer.
“Hey, listen, I have been thinking…” I trailed off, distracted by her raving beauty.
“Thinking what?” she inquired with a puzzled look on her face.
“Well…” I started again.
“Well…what? Come on! Spill it Alex!” she smiled at me.
“Sis I am just concerned about you is all. You have had boys in and out of here constantly in the last year or so. I am worried about you. Are you having sex with them?”
She looked at me with kind of a daze and said, “No, Alex, I am not having sex with them. I am…,” this time she trailed off.
“You are what?”
“I am… still a virgin.”
Wow, I thought to myself. A girl as beautiful as her and she has still not let anyone get into her panties.
I had only had sex twice in my life. I thought she was promiscuous. I guess you should never assume anything.
I knew she was not lying. She has never lied to me. She did when she was younger, but not in recent years.
“That is great Lisa, I am glad you are not subdued by the pressures of sex. You are damn beautiful though, guys must go crazy not being able to get you in the sack!,” I chuckled.
“Well, yeah, of course. Why do you think I have had sooo many different guys over the last year? None of them just want me for me. All they want is sex, sex, and sex. I am sick of their pigheaded ways!” she informed me with a start.
“Sis I am 24 and I have only had sex with two different women.”
She looked at me as if she had seen a ghost.
“Are you serious?,” she asked with disbelief.
“Yeah…unlike most of my friends that want to fuck anything with a pussy, haha.”
She started laughing really hard.
“What?” I said, clueless.
“One of your friends,” she started laughing again, “hit on me one time and asked me if I wanted to fuck him.” She continued laughing hysterically.