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It was the beginning of June and my younger sister Jennie was on her way home from college for the summer. She had just finished her freshman year and I was excited to hear all about it. I had just finished my last year in college myself and hadn't talked to her in months due to school and work; Dad had called me earlier in the week to notify me about her arrival and that he and Mom unfortunately weren't going to be in town since they were visiting Mom's sister Rebecca in Florida. Normally I would have made up some excuse to not make the travel over to New Hampshire to stay with Jennie, but I figured I had nothing better to do this week.
And of course, Dad said he'd pay me to keep her company. I wasn't going to oblige with that; I love money just as much as any other person in the world, and I didn't have a problem earning it as a bribe, either. Not that I wasn't excited to see my little sister. I just didn't like the long drive from Connecticut, especially alone. Every time I went to visit our parents in New Hampshire I always had this tiny feeling in my stomach I'd fall asleep at the wheel and die.
But I had made it there safely this time and was laying on the couch when I heard the shuffling of the front door and a female voice calling out to me. "Mark! I'm here!" I proceeded to lay there motionless, but managed to tell her hello. She entered the living room with a grin, one that I hadn't seen in nearly forever. "You're not going to get up and give your little sister a hug?" I stared at her, in part disbelief and part awe. She certainly wasn't the little sister I said goodbye to a year ago. She'd gotten her braces off, grew out her golden blonde curls, and somehow attained the most womanly curves I could imagine on my own sister.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, getting up to hug her. "You look good. What happened to you?"
Jennie smiled, then playfully smacked my arm. "Oh, be quiet. I needed a little transformation. After all, I'm a college girl now. You on the other hand still look the same." I knew this wasn't an insult, though, considering I'd been maintaining a pretty nice body and was proud of how I looked. Back in high school, when Jennie invited friends over, they would all at some point come up to me and touch my abs. Which I didn't mind, usually, since she had good looking friends.
"How was your freshman year?" I asked, remembering my own. I had my fair share of wild parties in my first year of college, enough of them to sleep in late and miss class and then get lectured about it. In fact, my entire college career was like that. It was always surprising that I never got kicked out, but I'm pretty sure they only kept me because of my family's wealth, which I guess wasn't that surprising after all. I even had a few girlfriends in college and they never failed to please me.
This one girl, Sandra, I'd met in high school. She was the epitome of beauty, with her long flowing black curls and deliciously tan, curvacious body. We met up here and there but never technically 'dated' since she was too much of a sexpot and wasn't into commitment. I had no problem fucking her, though. That's basically what our relationship consisted of. She gave some outstanding head, too. Probably the best I've ever gotten.
After that whole ordeal, I dated a petite brunette named Kristen. She was a fiery little demon but we got along well, and even exchanged the L word. But after about seven months of on and off dating we decided it would be best to split since she was going to be transferring to a school all the way across the country after that year. Of course that's how most good relationships worked out for me. I had my whole life left to find the right girl, though.
"Oh, it was great!" Jennie gushed, her baby blue eyes filling with joy. "I kind of miss it already! The parties were really fun... I love getting hammered." She giggled lightly.
"Mmm, Mom and Dad wouldn't approve, you know." I chuckled at that, knowingly. Our parents were pretty strict, to say the least, and drinking was completely unallowed in our household even though Dad had tons of alcohol stocked somewhere in the basement. Jennie began to spread herself out on the couch where I was laying beforehand, so I sat down on the Laz-E Boy recliner Dad always chilled on while watching Sunday morning football.
"What they don't know isn't going to hurt them." Jennie stated.
I glanced at my little sister for a quick second only to notice a pink triangle of her panties showing from the sliding up of her skirt. She didn't seem to know she was giving me a little flash but if she did, she didn't show it. "Hey, how about we do a little partying ourselves? I haven't gotten drunk in a while. I know where Dad keeps those bottles. Megan and I used to steal them sometimes."
This didn't really surprise me. Her good friend Megan was a bit of a troublemaker.
Before I could answer she was already up and running to the basement to retrieve the bottles. "Mark, is vodka good?" She called out. I was normally a beer kind of guy, like every other man. But this time I figured vodka would do. "Sure, why not." I yelled back. Soon she was back in the living room holding two big bottles of Grey Goose with this cute little grin on her face.
I felt my cock stirring beneath my jeans as I watched my sister twirl around in her little skirt, God had she gotten hot! I couldn't help but wonder if she'd been laid yet, or if she had let one of those rowdy college boys fuck her. "Why are you looking at me like that, silly?" I shook my head, waiting for her to open the first bottle of liquor. She flipped her long blonde curls over her shoulder and leaned forward in front of me, opening the bottle in one swift motion.
"This stuff is good. You like vodka, right?" I watched her swallow a mouthful of it.
"It'll do for now. Give me some."
The bottle was quickly handed over and as I was starting to drink, I felt Jennie's warm body in my lap. It was unintentional, I'm sure, but she had placed herself directly on my crotch and I let out a moan. "Fuck." I said, almost spilling the alcohol from my mouth.
"What?"
"Nothing."
She grabbed the bottle back, taking another large swig. I figured she'd be drunk any minute now at the rate she was going. I don't think I've ever seen someone down half a bottle of vodka as fast as my sister did at that moment. She looked like one of those girls from Girls Gone Wild, dressed in short revealing clothing and not giving a fuck about how intoxicated they were. I was fine with it, as bad as it was to say this about my own sister, but I was.
It was just amazing how grown up she looked now, with a full beautiful figure and a pretty little smile. I couldn't help but stare at her. "Mark, did you have sex with pretty girls in college? I mean, I know you had to of. But were they nice?" I was really caught off guard by this question but I figured she was getting tipsy already. "Um, you could say that. They were nice, I guess." I tried to sound as normal as possible but I was a little taken aback.
"Oh, did they make you cum?" Another question from Jennie.
What the fuck? Is my little sister seriously asking me these questions? I've been asked many sexual questions during my lifetime, mainly from girlfriends of mine or girls interested in a quick fix, but never did I expect such a question from my little sister.
"Yeah, Jennie. Why?"
"How much?"
"A lot, I guess."
Geez, what else could she possibly ask me? It was starting to get pretty awkward now, but I could feel my raging hard on pushing against my jeans, and I was sure Jennie could feel it as well. She was twisting my mind to pieces of ectasy, it was almost hard to contain myself. But her next move was beyond anything I'd ever imagined. She handed me the bottle and with a pull of my zipper and a little shuffling around, my hard cock was in her hand.
"Oh, fuck." I groaned at the touch. It felt like a dream but every touch was real; I've never felt more alive in my life than at that very moment. "Do you think I could make you cum?" Jennie winked at me as she licked the head, and I basically lost it. This was probably one of the best blowjobs of my life and it had only just started. "Maybe... But this is wrong, Jennie. This is very wrong." My eyes closed momentarily as her pretty pink lips closed over my long, thick shaft. I was shocked to feel the tip of her nose against my skin. She had taken the entire thing in her mouth.
She moved her head up and took my cock from her mouth, looking at me seductively. "You don't want to feel your little sister's warm mouth around your big, hard cock?"
A moan escaped my lips as she took me in her mouth once again. I don't know if it was the fact I was getting a blowjob in my parents' house or the fact I was getting a blowjob from my sister, but I was extremely turned on at that moment. I couldn't resist it. I needed to cum, and apparently she needed to taste it.
"Fuck," I said as she licked every inch of my cock, figuring out where all of my sensitive spots were located. Soon enough, I felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm and shot about five loads of cum into her mouth. Jennie swallowed slowly, a tiny bit of my white juice dripping from her mouth. She swiped it with her finger and put it in her mouth.
"Wow, Jennie."
She smiled up at me. "Jenn. I don't think Jennie suits meTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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