This all started with me thinking outloud. I was in the kitchen drinking a soda when my eighteen year old sister, Tracy, walked in. Tracy had on a tight pair of shorts and a loose tee shirt. She opened the door on the refrigerator, and bent down to pull out a bottle of water. This gave me a perfect view.
"Nice ass!" I said this out loud, but I was just thinking it.
Tracy turned her head at me, and smiled. "Thanks, bro."
Being two years older than Tracy didn't help me much. I felt like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I gulped down the soda and left her smiling at my red face.
For the next few days I noticed Tracy acting a little strange. I would be watching the T.V., and Tracy would walk right in front of me, bend down and pick something up. She seemed to pose on the stairs when I was behind her, or if I was sitting down, she would brush up against me.
One night when our parents were out shopping, Tracy lay down on the couch, where I sat watching a rerun on T.V., and placed her feet on my lap. I knew something was up, and thought I'd let it play out. I acted like everything was normal, paying no attention to Tracy.
"Phil, this old movie is boring." Tracy spoke in a very low voice.
I didn't respond, playing it cool. Tracy moved her feet to my crouch, and started to rub my growing erection. I put my hands on her legs and lightly rubbed her thighs. This caused her to rub my crouch even harder. Tracy grabbed my right hand, and pulled it to her bare stomach, then pushed my fingers just under the top of her shorts. I could feel skin, she wasn't wearing panties. I slowly moved my hand to her warm mound, slipping my middle finger into the wet slit. Tracy moaned as I found her clit, and slowly started to finger her. Tracy was no longer rubbing my crouch, but was now moaning, and squirming under my now deeply buried finger in her cunt.
I was intent at getting my sister to cum, and paid no attention to the time. Tracy finally gave a series of jerks, and held my hand tight to her cunt, and with a tortured gasp, she came, flooding my hand, and spotting her shorts.
Just in time, as we heard the garage door going up. Our parents were home. Tracy pulled my hand out of her pants, and ran upstairs. I jumped up and ran to the sink to wash my hands. Mom walked in first, and said to give my dad a hand with the groceries. I finished washing, when my mom asked where Tracy was. I said I wasn't sure, but I thought upstairs. Mom just nodded, and I went out to help dad.
I was wanted to keep it slow so we would not raise our parents suspicions up, but Tracy was coming on to me more than ever. Every time we were alone for a few minutes, she was rubbing my crouch or would grab my hand, and put it on her tit. Our parents were going out to dinner with friends Friday night, and Tracy and I could have a little fun. Tracy came in my room just before dinner Thursday, and holding me close, whispered in my ear.
"Phil, Get some condoms, we'll need them."
I was late at the dinner table; I said I had some business to take care of. I really just had to relieve myself. I couldn't walk in on our parents with a hard on, could I?
After dinner, I said I was going out. I headed to our local drug store, and checked out the condom's. I picked up a five pack, then another, along with a tube of lube. You never have too many, I thought. I scoped out the cashier, and saw an older man working the counter. I got in line, and just as it was my turn, a girl in her mid twenties took over for him. I put the condoms on the counter, and paid her. As she was handing me the bag, she hesitated, and looking me in the eye's, said, "Good luck." I said thanks and left.
Friday, as our parents were getting ready to leave, Tracy and I paid little attention to each other so as not to raise any suspicion. Mom was a little concerned, and kept asking if we would be alright. I kept reassuring her that we're both old enough to take care of our self's. Finally our parents left. Tracy and I waited for the garage door to close before we started anything. After a full minute, that seemed more like an hour, we ran upstairs to my room, laughing and teasing all the way.
Once in my room, with the door closed, we took all our clothes off in a flash. Tracy was in full bloom, a perfect little body; I was hard and more than ready to ravish her. We jumped on the bed, and Tracy asked me to be gentle with her.
"Are you a virgin little girl? " I asked with a smile.
"Not really." Tracy smiled back at me.
"Well... either you are or you aren't, which one?"
"Don't worry Phil, I used a dildo and my hymen is broken, so there won't be any mess."
I picked up a condom package and Tracy grabbed it away from me. She tore it open, and told me to lie down. She unrolled the condom over the head of my cock and stopped.
"Honey, we're going to need the whole thing rolled out." I teased.
Tracy laughed, then put my cock into her mouth, and bobbed up and down until the condom was rolled down to the base of my shaft.
"WOW! Where the hell did you learn that?
Tracy just rolled on her back, and spread her perfect legs apart. I got between her legs, and bent down to lick that tasty mound before entering with my now throbbing rod. My sister pushed her cunt into my face and I was lapping at her sweet juices for only a few minutes before she had an orgasm. I felt her body tense up, then she pumped that cunt into my face, while holding my head tight into her crouch.
While Tracy was still panting from her climax, I entered her, no lube needed. I was in to the hilt, a good seven inches, buried inside her. Tracy moaned a little, but was thrusting hard against me. I was pumping hard just to keep up with her. I thought about her, be gentle with me, plea, and let out a chuckle. Tracy was definitely fucking me; I was just going for the ride. She had two more, smaller orgasms before I could no longer hold back. With a loud grunt I blew a load of cum into the rubber. Tracy hit her climax just as I came. She was milking my cock, with long, fast strokes, even as I went limp. Somewhere along the way she had managed to peel off the condom, and it was stuck deep in her cunt when I pulled out. I reached down, and pulled it out, relived to see most of my sperm still in or on it.
I told Tracy to go into the bathroom and pee, then to do a water douche. Tracy finally got up after a little prodding from me. I followed her into the bathroom, washed myself in the sink, and watched as my sister cleaned up. We both said it was fun, and Tracy wanted more...me too.
We went back to my room, and used up three more condoms before hearing noises downstairs. Damn, we lost track of the time, our parents were home. Tracy ran to her room, then to the bathroom. Shit! I had a mess to clean up, and I couldn't even flush the last rubber we had used down the toilet. I hid everything, and jumped into bed.
My mom knocked on my door, then, slowly opened it. "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah mom. I was just about to fall asleep."
Mom did a slow look around before saying goodnight, and closing the door. I wondered what she was looking for. Dad grumbled about Tracy always being in the bathroom when he has to go. Mom told him to use the one downstairs. I heard my parents shut their bedroom door, and then Tracy finished in the bathroom, finally came out, and went into her room. I lay awake for an hour running the events of the night threw my mind. I knew this was just the beginning, and wondered what was going to happen next.
Saturday Tracy was all giggles, and just a little too happy. I was half watching T.V., when Tracy made a motion for me to go to my room. I got up, and went upstairs, trying to draw as little attention as possible. Tracy came up a few minutes later. She walked in my room, leaving the door opened.
"Guess what, stud, I told mom I wanted to make a doctors appointment so I could go on the pill. We'll be able to do it the right way."
I said that was great, and asked her what mom said about her request. She said mom wanted to know if she was sexually active, and Tracy told her that at eighteen she was old enough to be prepared for sex just in case. Mom made a frown at her, but said she would set up an appointment. Tracy rubbed the bulge in my pants, and then kissed me on the lips before leaving, and going downstairs. Later that night Tracy gave me a great blow job, while our parents were visiting the neighbors.
Two days later, Tracy told me that she had told her best friend, Beth, all about us. I asked if she was crazy, but Tracy said it was cool. Beth was just as horny as her, and wanted me to fuck her. I knew Beth was eighteen, and nice looking, even if a little skinny. Beth's parents were going out of town, in two weeks, for a whole week, and Tracy promised to set something up. Tracy had a plan. She would tell mom she was staying with Beth overnight, this was not unusual as she had done this several times before. I was to have an overnight date that same night. Tracy would ask me to drop her at Beth's, on the way to my date.
"Where are you going to be when I'm having sex with Beth? I asked.