Rachel was in her room crying. She had just broken up with her long term boyfriend Jack. Rachel was my sister and I think she is one of the hottest girls in the world. She is a year older at 19 years old. She is a freshman in college going on to sophmore year, while I'm going to the same college at the end of summer. She was generally nice to me and looked out for me. She made sure others didn't bully me and she always asked me to hang out with her and her friends. She was a varsity volleyball player hence she had a really athletic body. She was tall at 5 ft 11. She kept her dirty blonde hair up to her shoulders. Her legs were long, smooth and toned from years of volleyball. She had a firm tummy and her 34C breasts were full and soft. Sometimes her boobs got in the way of her volleyball but I and the rest of the male population saw no problem in them. She also had nice round hazel eyes and tan skin from playing lots of beach volleyball on the weekends.
My name is Dan Kelly. I am shorter than my sister by and inch and I am not really athletic. It's not that I hate sports, but my body isn't built for it. I wasn't fat or skinny. I have toned arms and legs and I keep my black hair slightly long and messy. I wear glasses with black plastic frames. I'm more of an indoor person so I was the chairman of the debate team. I'm not the most popular guy in school. My sister is very well known and I am just known as Rachel Kelly's smarter little brother. I'm not really very good with girls too. I only kissed one girl and her name is Isabel White, my current girlfriend of one month.
I have had a crush on Isabel for a long time. She is a petite 5 ft 6 girl with jet black hair barely touching her shoulders and with a layered hair cut. She has the most beautiful piercing ice blue eyes and she has a small nose and mouth and had perfect 32B breasts. She was into that whole emo fashion, hence she wore lots of skinny jeans and graphic t-shirts or checked shorts or flannel blouses. She wore little makeup - only a hint of eyeliner. Although she was into this whole emo chick thing, she didn't act it. She was really happy and fun to be with and never have I seen her sad. Her eyes always sparkled and her smile was infectious. Isabel was on the same volleyball team too back in high school with my sister. Isabel and Rachel were best friends. She used to be our neighbor but when her parents split, she moved to a smaller apartment, a 10 minute drive away. We have been friends for a long time too. We flirted with each other over the years and only at the begining of summer did I have the guts to ask her out. She was the first girl I asked and she said yes.
Back to the story, Rachel was crying in her room. I was standing outside and watching her with concern. Jack was her first real serious boyfriend and they have been together since sophomore year. He was the typical school all star athletes that made girls melt and guys look up to him. He was not as much as an ass as the other jocks but I still didn't like him. My sister was a wild thing. She was aggressive and really liked having fun. She wasn't however a slut. She only had been intimate with Jack and that only began last year. A week ago, Rachel caught Jack cheating on her with the school slut in bed at a party. She was furious and after the break up, she was depressed. It had been a week and she still hadn't recovered.
Although there were many times which she made fun of me or ticked me off, Rachel still looked out for me and I really loved her for that. I couldn't stand to see her sad. I knocked on the door lightly and entered the room.
"Hey Rach," I said softly. She sat up and wiped her puffy eyes.
"Hey Dan," she replied weakly. I got on the bed as she lay back down. I lay behind her and hugged her tightly.
"Rachel, you've got to stop crying. Jack's not worth it. He doesn't deserve you," I said. She didn't reply so I continued.
"You know Jack's an asshole and he is really stupid for doing this to you. He's going to regret losing such a beautiful, smart and caring girl like you." Rachel then turned around to face me.
"You know if I weren't your brother, I would really date you and I think I would the luckiest person in the world."
She smiled at me. Then she sat up and I followed her. She then hugged me really tightly and gave me a sisterly kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks Dan," she said a bit happier. "You're really great, even for an annoying pest of a brother." We then left her room and went to watch TV downstairs.
For the next month or so, I helped Rachel get over Jack. I hung out with her more and I even started helping her practice for her volleyball during my free time. Usually I would end up hurt and my arms would be red and soar from the impact of the ball when it slams onto my forearms. I hung out with Isabel more and sometimes the three of us would do something together like old times. Isabel and I were doing well. We only went as far as kissing. I haven't done anything, even to feel her up. I was a little nervous at that, but I was content with just kissing. That was the furthest I have ever gone with a girl and yes, I am indeed a virgin. Isabel and I never really talked about that part yet. I didn't bother. I didn't even know I could even reach this stage with a girl.
One Sunday morning, I was woken up by Rachel. She was jumping onto my bed forcing to wake me up. She wanted me to help her prepare for her up coming game this week and really needed to practice. It was 7 in the morning and I was a little pissed as I wanted to sleep in. my sister was wearing a pair of blue panties and a tight white t-shirt, that hugged her tits nicely. We were comfortable in our underwear together and I usually wore boxers to sleep and nothing else.
"Dan, wake up," she shouted playfully, pulling the covers off me. I threw my pillow at her and she dodged it. She stood at the edge of the bed with her hands on her hips and she looked a little annoyed with me. She then flipped me onto my back and noticed a tent in my boxers.
"Eww, what is that?" she asked.
"It's called morning wood my dear sister," I said trying to freak her out. She usually teased me and annoyed me so this was my chance to do the same.
"So who were you thinking of?" she asked in a teasing voice. Two can play at that game.
"You," I said finally. I expected her to scream and hit me but what she did next surprised me.
Rachel just grinned and in one move, she got on the bed and straddled me on my lap.
"Ooh, Dan you feel hard and big," she said almost seductively.
"What the fuck?" I exclaimed, scared as hell. She then leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. It was not like a sisterly kiss, more of a lustful and passionate one. She stuck her tongue into my mouth and tried to force me to reciprocate. I naturally refused.
Rachel than sat up straight and pulled her t-shirt up so that her breasts were exposed. She wasn't wearing a bra so I got to see her soft tits. Her nipples were big and puffy and pink. If I were her boyfriend, I would have sucked her breasts hungrily, but I didn't. She then started to rub her hands on my crotch, feeling my hard cock through the fabric.
