A Summer At Home

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Brother returns from college to grown-up sister.
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Part 1 of the 3 part series

Updated 10/27/2022
Created 11/04/2001
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I returned home after my freshman year in college to work for the summer and earn some extra money. My step-sister, Stacy, who was only a year younger than me, had just recently graduated from high school and was also preparing to head off to college. It seemed that during the time that I was gone from home, she had grown up almost over-night. I was surprised to find that she had blossomed from a tall, skinny girl with glasses and braces into a beautiful young woman. Gone were the glasses and braces... replaced by contacts and an incredible smile that would light up any room. She had let her blonde hair grow out long past her shoulders, and her body had filled out nicely. Although I tried not to notice, she had developed a nice set of perky little breasts (about 34-B), nice long legs, and a tight little ass. Truth was... it was difficult not to notice with the way that she dressed; she mostly wore tight fitting tops with short mini-skirts or tight little shorts. Yet for some reason, although I realized that my little sister was now an attractive young woman, I still viewed her as the same little brat that I had practically grown up with. Little did I know that my feelings would change drastically over the course of the summer.

I came home late one night from a party. All the lights were turned out; thus I figured that everyone had long ago gone to sleep. As I quietly crept up the stairs to my bedroom, I passed by Stacy's bedroom and noticed that her light was still on behind the closed door. I'm not sure why I did it... but I paused momentarily outside her door and it was then that I heard her sobbing. I knocked gently on her door but there was no response. I knocked again and this time slowly opened the door. I found my little sister laying face down on her bed and crying. Approaching her slowly, I sat down on the edge of the bed and placed my hand on her shoulder.

"What's wrong kiddo?" I asked her.

"Why do you still call me that? I'm NOT a kid anymore," she shot back as she looked up at me.

"Hey sorry! It's just an expression. Why are you so upset anyway?" I asked.

"Jeremy and I broke up tonight. The bastard! I found out he was cheating on me with another girl." She began crying again.

I tried my best to console her. The truth was... this was an unusual position for me to be in. Growing up, I had always teased and argued with my sister. And now my heart was breaking because she was hurting. I reached out and wiped away her tears and then lightly stroked her hair. She leaned forward and simply buried her face on my chest and began to cry even more.

"I hate men!" she declared.

"Should I take that personally?" I asked her... trying to get her to smile.

"You know what I mean," she said and playfully slugged me on the shoulder. "Jeremy is such a jerk! He was cheating on me with a girl who is the head cheerleader, and he told me that she was much prettier than I am, so he was breaking up with me. "

"Well, then he is a fool." I replied. "He has no idea what a huge mistake he just made." I surprised even myself with that statement, but quickly realized that I meant every word.

She smiled at me, and then gave me an inquisitive look. "Why are you being so nice to me tonight?" she asked.

"What are you talking about?" I responded. "You are my sister... "

"Step-sister," she quickly corrected me.

"Look, I know that we haven't always got along well and you can be a real pain in the ass sometimes," I told her. "But still, I care about you and I don't want to see you upset. "

"Do you really mean that?" she asked.

"Of course, kidd..." I stopped myself. "Of course I do, Stacy." With that I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the forehead. She surprised me then by reaching up and kissing me back, full on the lips. However, it wasn't the type of kiss shared between siblings... it was a kiss that lingered. Her lips were soft and moist. At first, I hesitated... but when I felt the tip of her tongue begin to dart between my lips, I opened my mouth to accept her kiss fully. We were both lost in the moment and while I'm not sure how long we kissed, it seemed like an eternity. I finally broke the kiss by pushing her away gently and said, "Stacy, I'm sorry. We shouldn't be doing this." Tension filled the room and we stared at each other awkwardly for a few moments, and then I simply got up from her bed and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.

The next few weeks were filled with a lot of awkwardness and silence between my step-sister and myself. I tried my best to avoid her and spent a lot of time away from home... either working extra hours or hanging out with friends. The truth was, I didn't really know what to say to her, and the only way that I could deal with the current situation was avoidance. On a few different occasions, I caught her staring at me... but she would quickly look away when we made eye contact. Although I didn't know what she was thinking or feeling, it was obvious that she was also confused by the events that happened and was avoiding me as well.

Finally, late one evening, as I was preparing to go to bed, there was a gentle knock on my door. I knew that our parents had gone to sleep long ago, as they both leave for work early in the morning, so it had to be Stacy knocking. I briefly hesitated, took a deep breath, and then simply said, "Come in. "

The door opened just a little and Stacy peeked her head around the corner. "Is it okay if I come in for a few minutes?" she asked meekly. I couldn't help but think that she looked and sounded like a little girl about to be punished.

"Of course it is," I answered.

She walked into my room and sat down quickly in a chair close to the door. I couldn't tell if she was nervous or afraid... but it was apparent that she was still keeping her distance. "Are you mad at me?" she asked, again using a little girl's voice. She was looking down at the floor and avoiding any eye contact.

I tried to reassure her, "No, Stacy. I'm not mad at you. Truthfully, I don't really know what to feel. "

"I thought maybe you didn't like me anymore, since you weren't talking to me." She started to tear up as she spoke. "You were finally being nice to me... and then I had to go and blow it. "

"Stacy, you didn't do anything wrong. Ummm, what I mean is..." I tried to gather my thoughts as I spoke, "Well, what happened that night probably shouldn't have happened. But I think we just both got caught up in the moment. I don't really blame you."

She looked directly at me for the first time since entering the room. I couldn't help but notice her baby blue eyes as they looked at me – almost right through me – they were captivating.

"Then why have you been avoiding me?" she asked quietly, still using her little girl's voice.

"I guess maybe because I wasn't sure what to say to you. This whole situation is kind of new to me. You surprised me that night when you... well, you know..." my voice began to falter a little.

"Kissed you?" she said finishing my sentence.

"Exactly." I said and continued with my train of thought. "In fact, you kind of surprised me when I came home from college at the beginning of the summer. I wasn't expecting to find you all grown-up... but the truth is, you have changed a lot. "

"Honestly, I didn't think you would really notice," she stated. "But you were being so nice to me that night."

She hesitated for a moment and then looked directly at me again. "You know, I haven't been able to stop thinking about what happened between us. "

"I know... me too," I told her.

"I know that kissing you was supposed to be wrong," she continued. "But it felt so good. I felt safe with you... like I could trust you. "

"What are you trying to say to me, Stacy?"

She stood up momentarily and without saying a word, moved from the chair to sit down on the bed beside me. For the first time since she walked into the room, I became aware of what my sister was wearing (or should I say not wearing?). At first, I stared directly into her baby blue eyes, but then my eyes began to wander down her body. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing a long white T-shirt, which she usually slept in during the summer time. Normally, it came down to about her knees, but I noticed it had slipped up higher on her thighs, exposing her smooth tan legs. I also noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra... which became obvious when her nipples began to poke out through the material of her T-shirt. I wasn't sure if it was the direction of the conversation, or perhaps my eyes exploring her body, but it almost seemed like her nipples grew even harder as I watched her. Time seemed to stand still, as neither of us spoke a word, but simply stared at each other. I wasn't even aware of my growing erection until I felt her hand reach out tentatively and begin to stroke me through my shorts. I gasped at first and she smiled a nervous little smile at me. Could this really be the same little girl that I had grown up with? I thought to myself. Finally, almost instinctively, I leaned forward and began to kiss her softly on the lips. Before long, she opened her mouth to me, and both our tongues began to explore each other's mouth. Passion began to fill the room.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," I whispered as I began to nibble on her earlobe.

"I know," she said. "But it feels so right!"

We continued to make out and soon we both collapsed onto the bed, but not before she first slid her T-shirt up over her head, exposing her firm little breasts to me. For the first time, I was seeing my sister's naked body in front of me and I couldn't help but think about how incredibly sexy she looked. She had let her blond hair down and it was spread out behind her head on the pillow. Her blue eyes sparkled as she looked up at me and her soft lips seemed to have an almost pouty look to them. She looked so pure and innocent, as she lay there wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton bikini panties. Her growing excitement was evident as her perky little nipples stuck straight up in the cool air. Her breathing became ragged and a small wet spot became very noticeable in her panties.

I started to kiss down her neck to her soft little breasts. She moaned in anticipation as my tongue glided over her smooth skin... finally flicking across her swollen nipple. She jumped a little and smiled at me. "Are you okay?" I asked her quietly. She just simply nodded and closed her eyes, as if waiting for me to make my next move. I went back to kissing her firm breasts... first one, then the other. Her fingers reached up and began to run through my hair as a sucked, licked, and nibbled on her nipples. "God, Jason... that feels so good!" she whispered.

Our parents were both asleep in their room down the hall... but we both knew that we still needed to be quiet, so as not to wake them and get caught.

Get caught! My mind began to wander for a moment and I thought about what would happen if, in fact, our parents did catch us. I stopped kissing her momentarily and started to get up. "We can't be doing this, Stacy. This is so wrong!"

"Please don't stop," she begged me. "PLEASE!"

She was sitting up and looking directly at me. I stared into her eyes for a moment. I could easily get lost forever looking into those eyes. How could I have never noticed them before?

"I've wanted this for so long," she said. "Please let me stay." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Are you sure?" I finally asked her hesitantly.

She simply nodded again and lay back down on the bed. I leaned forward and stroked her face with my fingers and kissed her softly on the lips. I began to work my way down to her firm breasts and then kissed across her flat little tummy. Next, I reached up and slid my fingers under the waistband of her panties and slowly began to remove them. I pulled them down slowly, past her hips and down her legs, and then finally off. I looked up in amazement... my sister's little pussy was completely bald!

"You pussy is shaved smooth!" I stated, almost in shock.

"Uh-huh," she said as she giggled. "I shaved it smooth earlier tonight... just for you," she said and then winked at me.

It was at that moment that I realized that my little step-sister had devised a plan and she had intended to seduce me from the moment she walked into my room.

I looked down at the moist, pink-folds of her little pussy... it looked so inviting. I could smell her sweet aroma and it drew me almost instinctively to between her legs. I started to kiss up her inner thigh... inching my way closer and closer to my destination. Finally, I let the tip of my tongue run along her wet slit... tasting her wet little pussy for the first time. God, she tasted so sweet! I thought to myself; I could lick her pussy all night long!

Her hips began to rock back and forth as I continued to lick her sweet pussy. I alternated between sucking gently on her swollen clit, and letting my tongue dart in and out of her wet opening. She moaned softly and I could tell she was really enjoy the attention I was giving her. Before long, she surprised me by moving around into a 69 position. She slid my shorts down and my hard cock sprang free, hitting her right in the cheek. She grabbed my cock with her soft little hands and began to suck greedily on it. She had my entire length in her mouth and was playing gently with my balls as I continued to lick her wet slit. My cock began to throb as I felt her lips wrapped around it and I knew that I wouldn't last much longer. I continued my assault on her pussy and even began to tease her puckered little asshole with my fingers... I wanted so badly to make her cum. She stopped sucking my cock long enough to let out a loud moan... she was reaching her first orgasm. Her hips bucked again and she started to grind her pussy against my mouth, covering my face with her juices.

"Oh God! Fuck me, Jason... please fuck me now!" she cried out.

I was afraid that our parents would hear us and wake up, but at that moment, I stopped caring. Stacy turned her body to straddle me and with one quick motion thrust herself down on my aching cock. God, she had the tightest cunt that I had ever felt! She started to ride me slowly at first... but before long she was bouncing up and down on my hard cock. I could feel my cock about to explode and I grabbed her hips and thrust up inside of her as deep as possible. Her tight cunt was wrapped around my hard cock and began to spasm as she reached another orgasm. I shot my load up inside of her, as her pussy began to milk the hot cum from my throbbing cock. Finally, she collapsed on my chest and kissed me deeply on the mouth. We both feel asleep that way, with my softening cock still inside of her. We had just formed a new bond between brother and sister; one that I was sure we would experience again and again this summer...

(To be continued...)

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