So I've always thought that it kind of sucks that my Birthday falls on the Fourth of July. We are usually up at my parent's cabin by the lake, and everyone is so caught up with fishing, boating, and boozing that the fact that I'm turning a year older just happens to become an afterthought. The only person who ever seemed to care even a little bit was Jezirah, my older sister by three and a half years, who's birthday just so happened to land on December twenty-fourth.
Jez was a badass, she had my mom's long blonde hair, and rocking figure, and even though she was the oldest, she had still found a way to be the black sheep of the family. I on the other hand have my dad's brain, and lack of fashion sense, but since we had grown up in a family of accountants; I somehow became the wonder child.
After I had eaten my cake, blown out seventeen of my eighteen candles, put up with the questioning about whom I was in love with, and tore open the lone package on the table, I headed back to my tent to play with my new tablet, while everyone else lingered around the bonfire, sipping drinks and telling ghost stories.
I had just finished downloading a handful of epic apps, when I heard a commotion outside the tent, as a motorcycle pulled up. I figured by the silence that followed that it was my sister.
I'm not going to lie, unlike everybody else; I was very excited for her to come. I've had a boner for Jez since the first time I saw her in a bathing suit, and it didn't help matters at all when I walked in on her last year in the shower. Sure there was a Plexiglas door between us and all I could really see was shapes, but I haven't stooped pleasuring myself to that memory ever since.
Jez is tiny, almost a foot shorter than me, and very slim, except in the places that matter. She's got huge breasts that shoot out over a rock hard belly, and an ass that fills every inch of the seat of her jeans.
After a few overly unenthusiastic "Hellos." She unzipped the flap of my tent and poked the dark shield of her helmet inside.
"Hey Zeke." She said, and once again I marveled at how she could make my name sound so sexy. "Do you think mom's going to freak?" She asked as she took off her helmet and revealed her cherry red locks.
I nodded, but couldn't stop starring at her ocean blue eyes, full lips and the ring in her nose. "You're crazy Jez." I said rolling my eyes and pretending to be unimpressed, but when she took off her leather jacket, and I saw her unrestrained, rock hard nipples pressed against the soft cotton of her white tee shirt, I couldn't help but squirm. Then she turned around and bent over to slip out of her boots, and I saw the top of her thong sticking out above her jeans, and as embarrassed as I was, I knew she heard the "Gasp" that slipped out.
When she was done, she peeked over at the tablet. "Surfing some hot porn?" She asked with a smile.
I smiled back. "Nah, just working on building my credit and shit like that."
"You're such a nerd." She said reaching out for me with one hand, and scooping up my Star Wars blanket with the other. "Come keep me company by the fire. I think you're the only person here that doesn't hate me.
Apparently she was right, because everyone else had wondered off, mom and dad were the only two sitting there, and they were busy arguing about how to make the perfect S'more.
Jez led me to a spot on the opposite side of the fire, pushed me down to the ground, and threw the blanket over our laps as she cuddled up close to me. She tossed another log on the fire, and after a few moments of admiring the wood crackling under the flames, and enjoying the tension as the sparks flew up around us, she said. "I have a surprise for you." She undid the snap on the top of her jeans and I heard her unzip her fly, then she grabbed my hand and guided it down inside. My heart stopped, my mouth went dry, and I could feel my hand tremble as it rubbed up against the smooth skin of her crotch on one side, and the silky material of her panties on the other. My dick was like a rock by the time my fingertips brushed against the steel of the barbell in her hood.
It was awkward enough knowing my fingers were on her clit, but then she started to moan. I tried to pull my hand away, but she stopped me. "Flick it!" She begged.
I moved my fingers back and forth slowly as her moisture welled up around them. It felt awkward, but the dreamy look in her eyes and the sight of the tip of her tongue sliding seductively over her lips, made my hard on twitch with pleasure.
Mom jumped up, and was waving her hands back and forth. "Jez...Zeke... You coming with us to watch the fireworks or what?"
Jez seemed disappointed that I had finally succeeded in pulling my hand away, but she gathered her thoughts in time to speak coherently. "You two run along." She said. "Zeke is coming with me."
Mom gave me a knowing look, came over and handed Jez her version of the perfect S'more, then lead Dad to the car. "You kids behave." She said with a crooked smile.
Jez pressed the chocolaty treat against my lips. "You wait right here." She said. "I'm going to slip into something a bit more comfortable, and then you and I are going for a ride.
