This is a quickie! Meaning, it's short and to the point. I know there are opportunities to continue it, I probably won't. You've been warned.
I read a story similar to this years ago in one of those digest magazines. I threw out all my mags a long time ago when I had kids, so all I have is the memory. I liked this story. I don't know if I did it justice or not, but I hope you like it.
All characters over the age of 18.
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My sister moved back in after her divorce. She was six years older than me and I had just turned eighteen. My dad had finally agreed to let me move into the apartment over the garage on my birthday and now with Allison returning home I was pissed because I figured she was going to kick me out. My mom tried to assure me that it would be okay, but I wasn't in the mood to listen.
Allison was short like my mother, barely passing five feet tall, but she was built for fun. Small melon sized titties sat high on her chest, a tiny waist and a bubbly little ass had all the boys chasing her through high school and my father seeing red. She'd gotten married right out of high school and had been gone for five years. Dad had been pissed, but over time he'd calmed down, though Allison and Mike hadn't visited all that often.
Now that she was home, there was certain to be fireworks. I had no doubt.
I came home from school and entered my apartment from the stairs on the side of the house and immediately saw my sister's bags on the floor. I could feel myself getting annoyed already, but I tried to keep calm, knowing my sister was going through a rough time. It just sucked, I had worked so hard to get my dad's permission to live in the loft and now that was all going to come to an end.
I hid out in my room until dinner time and when I made my way into the kitchen I saw Allison for the first time. She looked liked she'd been crying hard, her eyes were all red and her makeup had been cleaned off. When she turned around she rushed into my arms and gave me a bear hug. For a long minute I just held her close, shooting my mother a 'wtf?' look. Mom just shrugged and smiled fondly.
Dinner was quiet. We all waited for Dad to say something biting to Allison, like he used to do when she was in school. When he finished his meal, he stood up and kissed her on the forehead and said, "Welcome home, baby." We were all stunned. After dad left the room, the three of us talked and laughed, catching Allison up on all the things that had taken place since her last visit.
Mom and Dad went to bed early and I went up to my room. I took a shower and was coming out of the small bathroom drying my hair and when I pulled the towel off my head I saw that Allison was in my twin sized bed. I stood there stunned as I looked at her.
She was wearing a white baby doll nightie that fastened just between her perky breasts. It was lacy and fell open revealing her tight stomach. A tiny ribbon of white curved over her hip and disappeared between her legs where a sheer white mesh barely hid the landing strip over her mound. Allison looked fucking incredible and I couldn't believe she was in my bed!
"I hope you don't mind sharing a room with me," Allison asked, twirling her hair around her finger.
I stood speechless, towel still hanging from my hand, the rest of me naked. My cock was growing at the sight of her and Allison's eyes widened in surprise and delight. She looked from eyes to my dick and back again, her mouth opening into a bright smile.
"I can see I'm going to like sharing a room with you!"
I'd like to say that I had doubts about being naked in front of my sister, that the idea of fucking her gave me second thoughts, but to be honest I'd wanted her since I got my first boner. I'd peek on her as much as I could get away with when she lived at home. She was the first girl I'd ever jerked off too. Her's were the first panties I'd ever sniffed. So yeah, maybe some guys might say that they had to be convinced to fuck a family member, but not me. I'd hit the fucking jackpot and wasn't about to ask if it was real or not.
Allison got up off the bed and I got a good look at her. I was amazed at the way she'd kept her tiny little figure so tight. She had a tiny waist that made her look fragile and her boobs looked huge on her body. She had a little mole on her left tit, near the nipple that I had never seen before and I couldn't wait to suck on it!
She took the towel from my hand and circled behind me to dry my back. Her hands moved quickly over every part of my body except for the one part that I needed her to touch. At last she dried everywhere but my cock and she knelt in front of me, staring at my straining erection.
"I've wanted to do this for so fucking long," she said quietly.
I watched as my sister slid her hand gently down my dewy cock, my body shivering as she took me in her warm hand. She looked up at me with a sexy smile. It was one I remembered from a time I thought she had caught me sniffing her panties. Holy fuck! My sister knew then!
"You better not be teasing me," I said, my voice thick with warning.