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Date: Mon, 06 Jun 2005 09:15:11 +0000
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My Perfect Sister
By yeswhyof
Rebecca and I had always felt a connection between us. We both did well at
school and achieved good grades but we both suffered the downside to school life
- being unpopular. In the two years that followed my high school graduation, I
decided not to go to college, instead I took it easy, and generally was as slack
as all the other kids had been at school. My sister had a different agenda; upon
finishing school she went to college and became Miss Popular. I particularly
resented the fact that she had broken the `spell' and left me as the social
misfit alone with my parents. I hardly left the house and if I did it was solely
in order to get drunk, it was that bad.
One day my sister returned for the weekend, she was due to go to a friend's
party and she made the most of the opportunity to eat at some level of luxury at
the expense of my parents. When she arrived back home, you would have thought
that Royalty had arrived. There was a ridiculous façade that everyone was
really happy at home and everyone pretended to have missed my sister. When I saw
her I just smiled and said hello. I knew that later she would discuss how I was
feeling and ask if I had got out of my lethargic state yet. I hesitate to say it
but sometimes I felt like I actually hated her, because of how popular she was
and how goddamn nice she was to everyone.
After some appalling takeaway pizza and some cringe-worthy conversation about
life in a different city, I retired to my bedroom and remembered that I had
bought a CD some weeks ago, that my sister would probably want to copy. I always
did this for some reason, it was probably due to being so lonely and not having
anyone to talk to half the time. I shouted to my sister that I had the CD and
she said to put it on in her bedroom and she would come in and listen, after she
had finished clearing the kitchen table. I had often gone into her bedroom when
she was away at college and just looked around, you know stuff like old diaries
and some photos of her and her friends partying. It depressed me really. I put
the CD on and sat down on her bed. Rebecca came in and asked me about what I had
been doing since she saw me last. I just replied nothing. She turned on the
television and paid no attention to the CD.
I stared vacantly at the television set. It was Friends, a programme that I
would never watch. The characters in it were just too unrealistic and I despised
the fact that they were all living together whilst I was living with my parents.
I shivered, not at the show but at the atmosphere in the air. I was only wearing
a T-shirt and jeans but even so, the air was really cold. My parents were real
cheapskates and always did things on the cheap and that often meant the heating
was switched off.
"If you're cold, put a top on," my sister said in her ever so cheery way. I told
her that my room was too far away. It was the room next to hers but my lethargic
mood had set in. "Borrow one of mine?" she asked motioning to her chest of
drawers. I told her that I was not quite at the stage where I would wear women's
clothes. She smiled at this as if she was relieved. I snuggled up to the pillow
on her bed and continued shivering.
"Lay down in the bed if you want," she said. "I'm sure it's clean." I moodily
climbed into the bed as if I did not want to. My sister switched off the CD and
told me that she had to sort out her books, as she needed to take some back to
college. I did not answer; I just lay in my sister's bed and stared at the TV
screen. My hands reached down to my groin, as they seemed to do, almost by
instinct whenever I lay in bed. As I did this, I saw the outline of Jennifer
Anniston's nipples pointing through her denim dress. I looked over at my sister
as she busied herself with her bookcase. My hands stroked my penis and my balls
as I focused on the denim-clad nipples. I kept checking to see what my sister
was doing, she seemed happy sorting out her books. I was getting nervous that my
sister might turn and see a bulge under the sheets. But those nipples were so
prominent! My penis was now erect and I could not resist jerking it lightly. A
smile came across my face as I felt my temperature rise. The momentum of my
jerking had risen; I looked over at my sister who was bending over. I slowed
down my jerking and it suddenly occurred to me. My sister was not bad looking,
her ass, which I had never noticed before, was nice and round and before I knew
it my masturbation tempo speeded up. I glanced back at the television and there
was those nipples again, wanting to be let out of that dress. Maybe this was why
Friends was so popular. My heart stopped and I heard a noise. The sound of my
fist hitting the sheets seemed deafening! Once again, my jerking slowed down.
The rhythm of my masturbating was now slow as to be discreet but just fast
enough to maintain any kind of satisfaction. The sound of my fist making slight
contact with the sheets was then interrupted by a coughing noise. A deliberate
coughing noise.
My sister stood staring at me and the bulge that protruded from under her bed
sheets. My face burned with guilt. I tucked my penis back into my pants and
looked away from my perfect sister. I closed my eyes and tried to picture a
calming situation but all I could think about was Jennifer Anniston's nipples
and my sister's ass. I felt the mattress plunge as she sat down next to me.
"What are we going to do with you?" her voice was calm under the circumstances.
I whimpered a noise, which in my mind resembled `sorry'.
"I know you're going through a bad patch and everything so I'm not going to get
mad," from her voice it sounded like she was smiling. I slowly turned to face
her. I had to admit it was sister was good looking. Her short brown hair and her
tanned complexion were really pretty. Her breasts were a decent size and were
kept underneath a tight black top. She had left to go to college as a real plain
Jane but now...
"We all do it," she touched my face with the side of her hand as she said it.
I'm surprised she did not burn her hand, I was blushing that much.
"Do what?" I asked. I was embarrassed and was staring at her breasts seeing if
her nipples protruded like Jennifer Anniston's. They weren't.
"You know, touch... ourselves," she smiled awkwardly.
"Do you?" I regretted it as soon as I said it. She nodded her head.
"What's wrong?" she asked, "Are you having girl trouble?" I was always having
girl trouble. Trouble even speaking to a girl. Tears formed in my eyes as I
realised the situation I was in, my sister had caught me masturbating and now
she was about to realise the truth.
"I'm a virgin," I whispered it as if it were some terrible secret that she could
never have guessed.
"I know," she said and smiled. What does she mean she knows, I thought! She
could have at least feigned surprise. She stroked my hair. I looked into her
eyes and my penis stirred. "Does it bother you?" she asked. I nodded.
"What can I do about it?" I asked in anguish, and felt my manhood twitch
nervously.
"Go out, meet girls, talk to them. Let them get to know the real you." I sat
upright and my semi-erect penis withered again.
"Look at me, girls don't want men like me," I pulled the hand I had been using
to masturbate and pointed at myself. "Who wants this?" That question seemed to
hit her. She looked at me in pity and sat silently for a few uncomfortable
minutes. I looked away again and stared at the wall. My sister put her hand on
my shoulder, forcing me to face her. She lowered her voice.
"James, I'm going to do something for you," she looked me all over as she said
it. "I can't help you lose your virginity, but I'll do something else for you.
For one night only." She put her hand under the bed sheets, unzipped my jeans,
and placed her hand on my penis. She gripped it tightly and began to stroke it.
"What are you doing?" I said alarmed.
"Are you saying you want me to stop?" I shook my head and looked at the
television screen. Jennifer Anniston was still wearing that dress.
"What are we going to do?" I asked trying to keep calm as my sister pulled her
hand out and stroked her breast suggestively.
"We can do anything you want, apart from having full sex and you can't eat my
pussy" I was shocked as she said the word pussy. "I want to do you a favour but
I won't go as far as that." She smiled and pulled away the bed sheets from over
me. I lay still with my penis now visibly poking out of my jeans. "So do you
want me to do anything for you?" I wondered what the hell my sister was doing
and saying. This was someone who had entered the world the same way as I had the
girl who used to call me `pig' when I was five.
Rebecca moved her hands over to the top of my jeans and pulled them down.
"Don't you want me to?" she said when she realised that I was as motionless
as a statue.
"No, please carry on," I said softly as Jennifer Anniston's nipples stared back
at me as if they were mocking me. I moved so that my legs dangled down from the
bed and my penis pointed upwards towards my sister. "Could you..." I paused and
gazed at the bumps from under my sisters top.
"Could I what?" she asked patiently.
"Take off your top so I could see your nipples?" I wanted to see if they were
like Jennifer Anniston's. Rebecca smiled and unzipped her top at the back and
pulled it off her and threw it next to me on the bed.
"I'll let you take off my bra," she sat next to me and moved her head so that
she could kiss me. I kissed her back and slowly removed her bra. She moved her
head back a little so her breath fell on my face. "Kiss me harder, James." I
obliged and kissed her stronger than before. I opened my eyes and saw the
credits for Friends roll. My hands moved upward over my sister body and fell on
her breasts, they were soft and round I stroked them and felt my sister grab my
penis. She pulled her face away from me.
"Is that the first time you've been kissed?" I nodded and stared at her tanned
cleavage. Her nipples were pointed and inviting. "Go ahead." She said and
motioned me to them. My head went down towards her right nipple and licked it.
My sister laughed and told me to be `nasty'. I placed my mouth around it and
sucked, flicking it with my tongue. I sucked the nipple and pulled it with my
lips and teeth before releasing it and looking at it in all its swollen glory.
My hands ran through my sister's hair and as my hand touched her neck, her head
bobbed down and her mouth encompassed my penis. Her tongue tickled the head
before she looked up.
"One shot deal," she said. "You cum and that's it, no more favours." I nodded my
head knowing that despite the limitations of the night it would be my only offer
until I met a deaf, dumb and blind girl. Her head again sank onto my penis. She
seemed to know what she was doing with my cock and I had to wonder what kind of
servicing her boyfriend was getting if that was just the version reserved for
her virgin no -hope brother. Rebecca really pumped my cock with her mouth, which
until recently I thought was one of the purest mouths in the world, I mean, I'd
never even heard her swear before! As she pumped faster and faster her hands
gripped my backside and squeezed my buttocks. My hands lay firmly on her head as
I massaged her hair and neck. I could not believe it; this was my sister blowing
me off! My perfect sister, miss popular, the girl that is going to be a lawyer,
the girl whose boyfriend is built like a brick shithouse, my sister who left me
on my own with my parents, my sister who this very evening had caught me
masturbating over Jennifer Anniston's nipples... Aaarrggh. I was cumming! My
sister struggled with the jets of hot white semen and dribbled some onto the
floor. My head spun at the sight and the thought of what was happening. I
blinked as if to test if I was dreaming, but when my eyes opened I saw my sister
looking up at me whilst she licked her lips. . "Okay?" my sister, asked as my
spunk dribbling down her chin. I nodded my head and stared at her cleavage. I
would probably never see tits this nice again I thought to myself as my sister
cleaned herself up and threw me a small paper towel. As I cleaned my confused
penis with the paper towel I gazed at my sister's ass and wondered why I didn't
get to see it. I was in the perfect position to see that beautiful round ass. I
cursed myself, put on my clothes slowly, and wondered what the hell my sister
was thinking. Did she regret this? Would she want to do it again? And more
importantly, would she tell anyone about it? I picked up my CD, and left the
room in a state of confusion. As I entered my bedroom, I smiled to myself. Wow,
Jennifer Anniston's nipples.
END
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