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It had been ages since we've spent any time together just me and my family. Mum, dad, me and my sister. It was not often we got to holiday any more, I'd finished my degree and was trying to emigrate but couldn't until I've gained enough experience. My little sister had dropped out and despite leaving education 5 years ago, spent nearly every weekend getting smashed.
I was always a little jealous, I don't know how she could drink so much and stay slim. Her name is Sara. She has a flat stomach with perfect C cup breasts. Mousy blonde hair that fell slightly wavy and eyes that twinkle. To this day she's the only person I can truly connect to. She's such a free spirit! I'm the typical bookworm secretary look. Petit with brown hair. Smaller boobs but I love them as they're sensitive and I love wearing silk shirts and no bra, as I find it so sensual!
Anyway, my parents aren't important in this story. My dad knew I was leaving soon so paid for us all to go away. It was a lovely holiday and the sun was incredible.
It was towards the end of the holiday it happened. Me and my little sis had been drinking all day. It was one of those where no matter what you drink you never feel drunk? I'd been drinking daiquiris, she'd been on rum and mixers. We started heading up to bed when she stumbled and banged her knee. It looked sore but she laughed it off. She had her 'beer jacket' on and didn't need to worry about it till the morning. I put my arm under her and we successfully managed to half walk half drag ourselves off to bed.
I opened the door and she fell onto her bed. She was pretty out of it so I pulled the door to, took my make up off and got ready for bed. It was still hot at night. The air con worked but it was a constant losing battle so I slept with a long tshirt on. It kept the chill off from the fan but meant I could sleep as I wouldn't be too stuffy. Sara still laid in the same position on her back. She hadn't moved since we got in, so I grabbed some wipes and started taking her make up off to. She gently swatted my hands away and laughed. 'I'm drunk sis, but not' she did a huge yawn, 'not that drunk! But you can take my shorts off as I can't be bothered to move. My knee hurts.' Eyes still closed she smiled at me. I threw the wipes at her face and laughed. She was still wasted but I wanted to look after my baby sister. We never got time to chill, just us these days, and it was nice being with her again.
I unbuttoned her shorts and started wiggling them down from her hips. That's when it hit me. Do you know when you've spent time in the sun and your body smells. It's a mixture of sweat, chlorine and sun tanned skin? Never had I smelled it so strongly, and as I pulled my sisters shorts down, it revealed the tinniest white cotton thong. As I pulled her shorts down she breathed a huge sigh and raised her arms up. She was instructing me to take her top off. I sat there speechless. My baby sister smelled incredible, young and free, and all I was aware of was the dampness growing between my legs. How can something so simple as smell turn me on?
I hated myself for it, so got up. Pulled her top off, put her under the covers and got into my own bed. She started to deep breathe, and when I thought she was asleep, I buried my fingers deep in my own pussy. I think I had been fucking myself for three seconds before I came harder than I ever have.