A Sister's Love

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Hi. I'm new to writing erotica. This ended up a lot more romantic than intended.

Any constructive criticism is most appreciated.

Thank you for reading my story, and I hope you enjoy it.

-TsukisAndCream

ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18

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"Jen. Jennie."

My sister's voice drifted through the sea of sleep, pulling me from my dream. I cracked an eye open slowly but didn't let her know I was awake.

"Jennie. Wake up."

I could hear in her voice she was about to start whining.

"Jennifer." she yelled sternly "Wake up. Now."

I remained still, even when she started poking and shaking me; it was tough not to laugh, but I persevered. Her long black hair fell into my face as she leaned over and prodded me in the head.

"Wake the fuck up, Jennie. We're going to be late." she said as she pulled my hair "Pleeeaaasse, wake uuuuuup."

That's what I was looking for. I loved it when she whined.

"Okay. I'm up." I said, pushing her away "I'm awake, Kim."

"If I leave you're just going to fall asleep again." shot my sister, arms folded "Get up and get dressed."

"Jesus Christ, calm down, mom."

"If I was your mother, you'd have been aborted."

"A little harsh, don't you think?"

"And you're very fucking annoying." she said "Dressed. Now."

Rolling my eyes, I climbed out of bed and stretched, purposely pressing my tits into Kim's face. She gave an unbelievably sexy, fake smile and pushed me back so I fell onto my bed.

"God, I hate you so much sometimes." she clicked her tongue "Why are you so weird? Why can't you be normal?"

I grimaced at her words, hand over heart, feigning injury.

"You wound me, Kim."

"I'm going to kill you if you don't stop fucking around." she hissed "Mom and dad are already packing the car and you're being a lazy shit."

"How am I supposed to get dressed when you keep talking to me?"

"Fucking...fine." Kim sighed

Kim strode over to my dresser and began pulling out clothes, chucking them on the floor; I silently watched on in amusement. Somehow, I could always get her just the right amount of ticked off. As she searched my dresser, I couldn't help but admire her legs and ass; Kim was built well, taking after our mother, a beautiful Mediterranean woman with curves in all the right places. I, on the other hand, shared a lot in common with our dad.

"Here. she said, handing me a pair of denim shorts and a tank "Get dressed."

"Sure, whatever." I replied

I stripped off my shirt, leaving only my panties on, and my tits exposed; I caught Kim cast a look at my nipples then meeting my gaze.

"What?" I asked, slipping the tank top on

"Do you own anything, anything at all that isn't cropped or super revealing?" she asked, returning to the dresser drawer

"Not really." I said with a shrug "Why? Are you jealous?"

Kim held her hand over her mouth, stifling a genuine laugh. She shook her head and continued rooting around in the dresser.

"What're you looking for?" I asked peering over her shoulder, my boobs pressing against her back

"Nothing." she snapped "Are you dressed yet?"

As I was about to turn away, I saw her hand touch something underneath my clothing. She froze for a moment, fingers ever so slightly running across the length of the object. She took a deep breath and withdrew her hand, shoving the drawer shut with unnecessary force. Kim turned around and ended up with her face right in my boobs.

"Ugh, why are you so close?" she asked, pushing past me

"Done digging around in my stuff?" I asked smugly

"I wasn't...digging." she said, looking everywhere but at me

Reaching into the drawer, I grabbed what she had found and held up for her to see; Kim's cheeks flushed a pretty pink.

"Were you looking for this?" I asked

"N-no." she murmured, before scrunching her face in mix of defeat and disgust "Fucking hell. Yes. I was looking for...that."

"Why?"

"Well...I-I just wanted to know if you had one is all." she said softly

"You wanted to know if your sister had a Fleshlight?" I asked, running my finger along the opening "And instead of just asking-"

"Why would I ask if you had a sex toy? Am I a fucking freak?" snapped Kim, her attitude suddenly back in full swing

"No, you did the normal thing and went through my dresser like a sane person who wasn't at all interested in her sister's fucktoy." I said "Real non-freak behaviour, Kim."

"What the fuck ever. I'm not having this conversation with you now, Jen. Just get dressed and let's go. Mom is probably losing it right now."

As if on cue, their mother's voice carried up the stairs. If she was annoyed, you'd never be able to tell. That was one of Mom's secret talents.

"Jenniebaby, Kimcake."

I couldn't help but giggle at Kim's involuntary dry heave at her nickname.

"Last warning before you get left behind. We've got to motor if we want to make it to the cabin before the summer is over."

"Yeah," added Dad "We might miss all the mosquito filled fun and total lack of anything modern to do."

"Is this how you help, Jae?" said Mom. The smack she gave him on his arm echoed up to them.

"Mom's right, girls. Finish packing, grab some drinks and uh," Dad said in a very bad mobster accent "Make it schnappy."

"Okay, I get it." I said to Dad in Korean, something Mom hated "Your well behaved and decent child is coming now."

"Of course, my favourite daughter." he said "Tell the unloved one that she should hurry too."

"The unloved one can hear you." said Kim "I'll be down now."

"I wish you three wouldn't speak in tongues." moaned Mom

Kim gave one more look at the Fleshlight, then looked at me, shook her head and shut the door behind her.

"At least I know to pack you." I said to myself before throwing my toy into my bag

When I eventually arrived downstairs, Dad was waiting to help me with my bag. In a few quick moments, everything was finally packed and Dad shut the trunk with a satisfying thunk. He hopped into the driver's side and started the engine.

"Ladies and ladies, this is your captain speaking. Our trip today is expected to take about 5 hours, barring any unforeseen circumstances and or catastrophic events, we should arrive at the cabin in time for dinner. Fasten all seatbelts and may God have mercy on your souls."

With a final "Hyah!", the car was soon chugging along; Dad had already picked out some terrible 90's mix for the first leg of the journey and was vining along to it as he drove.

I looked over at Kim as I sang some good old Backstreet Boys to her. She rolled her eyes and, with a flip of her hair, focused on the outside world, leaving me to my karaoke.

Eventually, the morning turned to mid-afternoon, the music had died down a bit and everyone was either napping, reading, or driving. Mom was chatting to Dad while she read her book on fortune-telling, asking him questions I couldn't quite hear.

I was busy trying to read the subtitle of Mom's book when I heard a sound next to me. It was Kim. She pointed at the phone in her hand and I got the idea. The moment my phone was in my hands, it buzzed with a text.

"Bored?"

"A little. You?"

"Extremely."

"I thought you were sleeping."

"I was. Can I ask you something?"

"It depends on what it's about."

"You."

"Sure. Not like you don't know everything already."

I glanced over at Kim, the corner of her lip wedged between her teeth. God, she was cute.

"So?" I texted

"I'm just asking. I'm not a fucking weirdo like you. Okay?"

"Okay, weirdo."

"Why did you and Daniella break up?"

"She got bored and fucked some guy." I answered "But you already know that."

"Did she mind? You know?"

"My cock?"

I saw her grimace at the word, before tapping away a her answer.

"Yeah."

"She never found out."

"What? How?"

"It never came up. Pun intended."

"Really? But you were together for like 4 months."

"So? It's not like I'm easy."

"Could've fooled me."

"I'm a flirt. Not a slut "

"Seriously though? No sex?"

"Seriously. No sex. Nothing below the waist."

"Bullshit. Why?"

"It's not easy being a not-like-other-girls girl."

"So you're a virgin?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"That's kind of cute."

"What about you?"

"No. Jeremy"

"Jeremy Klein? When?"

"Senior year. After they won State."

"Was he any good?"

"Best 4 minutes of my life."

"What a shame."

"So do you use it?"

"Use what?"

"The Fleshlight."

"Are you really asking me that?"

"Yeah. I just want to know. It's not like I've got a penis."

"Penis? Kim, please. You're 24 years old. You can say cock."

"Whatever. Answer the question."

"Yeah. All the time. Sometimes multiple times a day."

"Fuck off. You're so full of shit."

"Believe what you want. But there's your answer."

"I bet you're 10 inches of rock hard steel too, huh?"

I had to stop myself and think for a moment. Was my sister flirting with me? Was I about to flirt back? I mean, yeah, Kim is gorgeous, she's an absolute dime. But she was also my sister, my flesh and blood. Although, I'd be lying if I didn't admit I've thought about her more than once during my jerk off sessions. I took a deep breath and quickly tapped out my next, potentially world ending, text.

"Do you want to find out?"

Mom's voice broke through the little bubble we were in before Kim could answer. I shot a quick glance in her direction but she was looking out the window.

"Helllooooo? Earth to Kim and Jennie." said Mom, clearly exasperated "So, what do you think?"

"About what?" I asked, trying to steady my breathing

"See?" Mom said to Dad "This is why I don't bother sometimes."

"Sorry, Mom." said Kim "Jen and I were just chatting."

"Texting when you're sitting right next to each other?" shot Mom

"The technological poison of today's youth." said Dad, in a voice that was almost David Attenborough "There's no hope for the future, it would seem."

"Just some girl talk, is all." answered Kim "What did you want to know?"

"Your father and I decided to make a stop for dinner, since some people," she said pointing at me "Took too long this morning."

"Yeah, Kim, way to slow us down." I said, winking at her

"Dinner sounds good.' said Kim

"Hell yeah, we got permission to eat dinner. Siiiick."

"Ha ha, very funny, Dad."

The car shared a chuckle before falling into relative silence again. That was when my phone buzzed. It was also when my heart stopped and restarted at least 6 times. Kim had given me an answer:

"Yes."

It barely registered with me when Dad pulled the car into the restaurant's parking lot, I was way too focused on Kim's text. Thoughts of "oh no this too much" and "this is what happens when you think with your dick" rushed through my head. Just as I was reaching the point of existential dread, Dad's hand on my shoulder grounded me.

"You alright there, Jenniebaby?"

"Yeah. Just a little tired."

"I'm sure you can take a nap after dinner."

"Yeah. Maybe." I said, not really paying much attention

"You know you didn't have to come with, right?" asked Dad "I'm sure at 22, you'd rather be hanging with your friends or doing drugs or drag racing or burning down a church or-"

"I'd never miss the cabin trip. Shockingly, I like spending time with my family."

"Admitting you like your family? Oh the shame I'd feel at your age."

I hopped out of the car and hugged Dad, I always felt safe in his arms; I also was the only one tall enough to hug him back properly. He ran his fingers through my hair, brushing wayward strands out of my face.

"Hopefully your mother managed to get a seat." said Dad releasing the hug "I'm dying for a good steak."

"Same." I agreed, suddenly realising how hungry I was

It didn't take long to find Mom and Kim. They were seated in a booth next to a window, both already looking over the menu. Kim was, by a mammoth margin, the prettiest girl in the place. I loved the way her almond eyes scrunched when she laughed or the way she ran her tongue across her bottom lip when she was deciding on something. I thought about our little exchange in the car, and it made me feel a little sick. I absolutely adored Kim, and found her unimaginably attractive, but I didn't want anything to change between us.

I made up my mind to talk to her in the car. I was going to put things right.

It was then I noticed that Kim was sitting across from Mom, not in her usual spot next to her. She looked up and caught my eye.

"Come sit by me, Jen." she said, patting the seat

"Aw, I have to sit by her?" moaned Dad, sliding into the seat next to Mom

"You're the living end, you know that, Jae?" said Mom, kissing him on the cheek

I took my seat next to Kim, making sure to keep a little more distance between us. Not that I didn't want to be near her, I was just stuck in my own head about us.

Menu in hand, I wasn't really reading it, just kind of making myself look busy; I could see Kim out the corner of my eye watching me. Just as I was rereading the entrees for the 7th time, I felt Kim's fingers brush against my thigh. I glanced over at her, still hidden behind the menu, to see her giving me the cutest smile. I relaxed a little and took her hand in mine.

Obviously, this wasn't the first time we'd held hands, but this felt different. Just a little wrong.

All throughout dinner, Kim got progressively closer to me. Hell, when she reached across the table to steal a fry from Dad's plate, she rested her hand gently on my crotch; her closeness had made me hard as rock, so I know she felt it.

Mom must've suspected something was going on. I caught her watching Kim and I with a strange look on her face, a little confused with a sprig of disgust. I guess she wasn't used to seeing Kim so touchy with anyone.

After we paid for dinner, I was waiting outside, enjoying the cool evening air, thinking about the lake by the cabin and how nice it would be to take a dip right now. That thought bled into me thinking about Kim in her bikini, her long black hair slicked back, water droplets glistening in her cleavage.

"No. Stop it." I said to myself "Just cool it."

"Mind if we have a chat, Jenniebaby?"

It was Mom.

"About?"

"Let's go for a walk."

I nodded and followed Mom, dread gnawing at my insides. We walked around the edge of the parking lot, and found a bench overlooking the nearby river.

"So, what's going on?" Mom asked, the moment our butts touched the seat

"What do you mean?"

"You and Kim."

Oh fuck. Oh God. Shit.

"Nothing."

"She's got you covering for something, doesn't she?"

"No-"

"She better not be seeing Jason again."

"Even if she was, it's her own business."

"If not Jason, then what?"

I needed to think of something quick. Thankfully, I rolled the dice and came up flush.

"Kim wants me to buy her this really expensive makeup set, and she's trying to butter me up."

Mom's eyes were like embers, burning into my soul. I swallowed hard but kept a straight face.

"You're right," she said "If Kim wants to waste her time on that boy, she's more than welcome to. Just promise you'll have better taste in a partner."

"Mom, let's be real here. I could marry a human septic tank, and they'd be a better choice than Jason."

"That's mean," said Mom "But true. Come, I'm sure your Dad is just itching to hit the road."

"Yeah-"

"Sorry for the third degree. I just don't understand your sister sometimes."

"Me neither."

I climbed into the backseat and breathed a massive sigh of relief. If Mom wanted to believe Kim was seeing Jason again, that was her deal. I mean, I couldn't exactly tell her I was flirting with, and agreed to show my cock to, my own sister. Still, I now had the new problem of talking this out with Kim.

Luckily, we had an hour or so in the car together.

Once the car was rolling again, I shot Kim a text.

"We should talk."

"K."

Instead of a text back, Kim scooted closer to me, resting her head on my shoulder; Mom eyed us from the front. I gave her a shrug in response.

"What did you want to talk about, Jennie?

"About our texts."

"What about them?" she asked, tracing her fingers along my thigh like before

"I think I was reading things wrong and-"

"You weren't," she said, lowering her voice to a whisper "I asked you what I asked you. And you saw my answer."

Before I knew what was happening, Kim lowered her head into my lap, and laid so she was looking up at me. I looked up to see if Mom was watching us, but thankfully, she had returned to her book.

I looked down at Kim, who had somehow made herself comfortable in the cramped car. I ran my fingers through her hair, letting locks wrap around my long nails. I really can't stress enough how stunning Kim is. The next time I went to brush her hair, she took hold of my hand and kissed my fingers, her soft, plump lips felt like heaven against my skin. This little exchange was hidden well enough by her position and the now dark sky.

"I can't wait until we're alone." she said quietly

If I was nervous before, I was in nuclear meltdown mode now. I decided to speak "in tongues" again, so Mom wouldn't understand, even if she did overhear us. The stroking of Kim's hair had, subconsciously, resumed.

"Mom knows something is up."

"Does she now?"

"She caught on to you being so touchy with me. So I told her you wanted something from me."

"Well, you're right about that."

"She also thinks you're back with Jason."

Kim actually snorted at that.

"That's not ever happening."

"I told her that-"

"Jason's as gay as they get."

"Fuck off. You're lying."

"The guy he was sucking off wasn't lying." she said, adding "I was honestly a little jealous."

"Rough."

"Who cares about Jason though? I'm more interested in what you're offering."

This was getting weird. Well, weirder. This was not how Kim would ever act. She had to be fucking with me.

"Okay, seriously. Are you for real?"

"Jennie," she said, taking my hand again "You're not the only one who finds her sister hot as fuck."

"But you're not gay." I said, thinking somehow that would solve everything

"Maybe not. But ever since that party at Megan's, you're all I can think about."

Oh, THAT party. That being the party were I got hammered and took my top off, and also may have let another girl drink vodka poured between my tits.

"Kim, I don't-"

I was interrupted by the car violently jolting to a stop; I had to hold Kim to stop her from falling. I took a look around and saw we had arrived at the cabin, the car was in the driveway but not quite.

"Sorry. Sorry." yelled Dad "My foot slipped off the clutch. Everyone alright?"

"I'm fine, Dad." I replied

"Same." said Kim

"Me too." answered Mom, adjusting her seatbelt "Nice driving, hun."

"You know me, Gina. I always aim to impress."

"Two daughters says you impress plenty."

"Ugh, Mom. Please," moaned Kim, sitting upright "I do not need to hear this."

"Afraid of a little affection between adults?" asked Mom

"Old people bumping uglies," said Dad, with an added shiver "Gross."

I was so thankful that Dad was a funny guy. He could defuse basically any situation with a well timed quip. What wasn't funny was the unpacking of the car; Mom was already inside throwing open windows and making the cabin livable. It was a little rough going as we only had the porch light and our cellphones to see by; the rising moon wasn't shedding quite enough light yet, and even when it did, the dense trees would've blocked most of it.

Once everything was inside, and Mom had a pot of coffee going, we all took a break before moving our things to the rooms; Kim and I were sharing, as always. Though the last time we were here, things weren't so charged between us.

"Well, I'm off to take a shower." announced Dad, after finishing his coffee