Sister Wants Something

My big sister only calls me when she wants something. But even she surprised me this time

Alice is my older sister. Four years older actually. We were never close growing up and the only time she ever really spoke to me nicely was when she wanted something. All other times I was her little brother and getting in her way. That’s how she saw it anyway. And we were completely different people. She dropped out of school and got pregnant at eighteen. Although how she hadn’t managed that earlier I will never know. She had quite a reputation at school. Boys, smoking and partying. I was the opposite. I studied hard, top of my class in most subjects and kept well away for girls. I never partied and all I really wanted to do was get out and go to college. So, our paths crossed infrequently. We suffered each other at home but once outside the house we were as good as strangers. Not that we didn’t love each other. Of course we did, we were family. But we didn’t have to like each other.

My mom was a realtor. Alice was her favourite child and she spoilt her with whatever she wanted and she was allowed to get away without punishment for all manner of things. I was spoiled to some degree but took on the majority of chores around the house and also took the blame when things weren’t done. As much as I could, I kept myself in my bedroom and studied. When Alice fell pregnant, mom sorted her out an apartment for her and her then scumbag boyfriend. He barely stayed around for the birth of his child and then was never heard of again until this day. She used everyone she knew to babysit her kid so she could carry on with the single life and occasionally do some work. Unsurprisingly, three years later, she fell pregnant again. This time the father didn’t even make it to the birth before disappearing. So there Alice was – 22 years old with two young kids, single mom and no job. She hated it. And there I was – gaining a scholarship to college and just a few months from moving away and living my dream. Or so I thought.

That fateful night in June. My phone rings. Nobody calls me at this time of night. I glance at the screen and see ALICE emblazoned on it. I rolled my eyes even though there was nobody there to see it.
“Yes, sis.” I answered with little or no enthusiasm.
“Hello Danny. It’s me, Alice.” Obviously. “What are you doing tomorrow night?”
“I’m not babysitting.” There was a silence.
“OK.” Further silence. I was going to say pregnant pause, but it seemed not appropriate. “Nevermind.” The phone made a ‘bonk’ as she hung up on me. A little rude but that was my sis. Around five minutes passed, and the phone rang again.
“Still not babysitting.” I answered without a hello.
“I know. I’m sorry. How about you come over anyway. Say 7 o’clock? After I’ve put the kids to bed. I’ll make dinner. You can stay overnight if you like.?” I thought for a few seconds. I know I was going to regret it. Once I was there, she was going to be all dressed up and guilt me into staying. ‘Kids are in bed’ she would say. ‘I won’t be home late’. ‘I’ll make it up to you.’ I had heard it all before. But it was my sister. And I just kept hoping one day that she would be responsible. I never gave up that hope.
“Yes. 7pm.”
“Oh, thank you Daniel. You are the best!”

I wasn’t the best. But I had a conscience and did my best. That’s the same thing. The following day was Friday. I packed a small overnight bag, just in case, and dressed smartly. I even put on some cologne. Hope for the best, expect the worst. What was I hoping for? That she is sober, the kids are in bed, dinner tastes lovely, and we have an enjoyable night. The worst? That she disappears shortly after I arrive to meet ‘a friend’ for a few hours and not seen again until Sunday. All this went through my head as I drove downtown. It was a nice apartment but in a very grungy part of town. It was cheap though and seeing that Alice contributed nothing towards rent or bills, she was pretty lucky to have it. I parked as close as I could to her building and in plain sight. I hit her button on the intercom and she buzzed me in. Two flights of stairs and I was there. She was waiting at the door. It won’t surprise you to know that Alice was quite attractive. When she tried. She was thin and blonde when she could afford the hair dye and brunette when not. She was midway today. What made her so attractive was her face. Very pretty with dimples, beautiful blue eyes and a smile to melt any man’s heart. She had made an effort for tonight. A short sexy dress, perfect make-up, heels and stockings. Her hair styled. It looked like she was ready to go out. Of course she was ready to go out!

I shouldn’t have been disappointed, but I was. Even though I was half expecting it, my heart sank. She kissed me on the cheek and ushered me in.
“Kids are in bed. Dinner is in the oven. Should be ready in 45 minutes. Would you like a drink? I have beer in the fridge.” I was stopped in my tracks.
“You mean you aren’t going out?” She giggled.
“No, of course not. No babysitting, remember. Just me and you having a quiet sister – brother evening.” I was impressed but still a bit wary. One of her friends could call and she would have to rush out at any minute. We went through to her tiny lounge, and I sat on the sofa.
“I’m checking on the oven, be back in a minute.” She returned in half that time and brought with her a cold bottle of beer which she handed to me. She picked up a glass of wine that she had already started on and squeezed next to me. The lounge was tiny and the sofa was barely big enough for two average sized people.
“You look nice tonight. I mean pretty. I mean sexy.” I blushed as I spoke. I was trying to pay her a compliment but didn’t really know how. “What’s the occasion?” Alice giggled again.
“You really don’t trust me, do you?” She put her hand on my knee and kissed me on the cheek again. “You, Danny. You’re the occasion.”

I blushed. This was so unlike Alice. I was still convinced she was after something. But I did also enjoy being the centre of her attention, even if it was likely to be fleeting. I had meant what I said about her being sexy. She looked great, smelled delicious and I could feel the warmth of her body as she sat snuggly next to me.
“Want to know why I really called you back? Invited you over?”
“Yeah, of course.” Here it comes.
“Since Layla was born,” – Layla was her youngest daughter – Well ever since then I’ve been stuck at home. Everybody was done babysitting for me. I’d used up all my goodwill. The last twelve months have been so boring. I only ever meet adults at mom’s meeting. I was desperate for a night out. That’s why I called you first time. And when you told me ‘no babysitting’ I was mad at you. But I thought for a moment and realised how good you had been to me. What a great brother you were and that I was being a bitch. I’ve had lot’s of men in my life and without doubt…without a shadow of a doubt…you’re the best.”

I was beyond blushing now. I shifted in my seat with awkwardness and sipped on my beer. I didn’t get many compliments and did not know how to take them. Especially from a girl.
“Alice. Don’t be silly. I’ve done what I have for you because you’re my sister. No big deal.” She could sense me squirming and my discomfort. She put her arm around my shoulder and run her other hand up and down my leg. She meant well but that wasn’t easing anything.
“You know what I really missed in this past year?” I shook my head.
“Physical contact. Intimacy. Sex. I haven’t had very much since Layla was born. And nothing for at least nine months. I don’t expect you to understand. I know everyone thinks I’m a tramp. But I love sex. Everything about it. The flirting, the courtship, the dirty texting, the sensuality. I have a very high sex drive, and I sleep with men because I enjoy it so much. When I get hot, sometimes I get a bit feral. I called you back because I have one last favour to ask you.” I looked at her in puzzlement. “I wanted a date with one man in the world I can trust. You.”
“Aw. That’s wonderful. I’m glad I could help.” My anxiety lowered some. Perhaps she really had turned over a new leaf. Alice stood up and headed back towards the kitchen.
“And like all great dates, it ends with you fucking me!” She turned and disappeared leaving me in stunned silence.

I knew she was wanting something. But I would never have guessed what it was. This was a bit too much. Her obsession with sex had driven over the top. Not only would what she suggested be immoral, I was pretty sure it was illegal too. I had to get out of there. I put my beer down, stood up and headed towards the door. Just at that moment, Alice returned.
“Nearly ready.” She looked at me in surprise. Where are you going?” I froze. I didn’t want to say I’m walking out on her. She had heard that so many times before. At least twice anyway. As I gazed at her, my brain attempting to kick into gear and think of something, I took in her physical appearance in more detail. Starting at her feet and working up. Her heels gave her a couple of inches in height which she need at only 5’ 2”. Her stockings added a bit of substance to her legs which were too skinny in my opinion. Her dress, a dazzling purple, came just below her thighs and was almost skin tight so that I could make out things underneath. The tops of the stockings, the outline of her panties, her nipples. She had not been wearing a bra and only now I noticed. Her breasts were small but not tiny. They did seem quite pert though and her nipples stood out. Her hair was normally straight but she had curled it some so it just bounced off her shoulders. Her lips were stained red with lipstick, her eyes a sumptuous blue. Damn, she was hot. Which helped my predicament not one bit. Had to give myself time.
“Um. I need the toilet.” I said and dashed to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I had to think of an excuse to leave. Or perhaps I could talk her out of this crazy notion. Although I had not had much luck of convincing her of anything in the past. A couple of minutes passed and I flushed the chain. I should be honest with her. That’s always the best policy.

By the time I had returned, a steaming dish of lasagne sat on the table with a bowl of salad, plates, cutlery and a fresh drink for us both. She was sitting waiting for me.
“I thought you’d gotten lost.”
“No. No, just washing my hands. That looks and smells delicious.” I put on my serious face. “Alice…the thing is…I mean you’re lovely and all. But I’m your brother. This wouldn’t be right. You should rethink this. You’ll find a man. It will happen. There are websites and stuff. I’m not for you.”
“Well, I think you are. We love each other, don’t we? You think I’m sexy, I think you’re handsome. What more do we need?”
“I’m a virgin.” I blurted out. My blushing was off the scale now. I really didn’t want her to know. I was sure she would laugh at me. But I thought by telling her, it would put her off me. She smiled gently.
“Better get some food in you then. You’re going to need all the strength you can get.”

I gulped and sat down. I was out of ideas for the moment, but dinner would give me some more time to think. Or convince her of the error she was wanting to make. Another error in a litany. So, I sat. We chatted. About everything. I spoke a lot about family, her kids and their future. Reminded her of our time as kids. Trying to get to her conscience. But none of it worked. By the time I had taken my last bite, which I took an age getting to, she was stood behind me. She took me by the hand.
“Come with me Danny. Come and be my lover. Let me rid you of your virginity. And you can satisfy my needs. This is the last favour I will ever ask of you.” She led into her bedroom. I was all out of ideas and it looked like we were going through with it. Her bedroom was beautifully decorated. She had no taste in men but plenty when it came to interior design. Lots of floral patterns, pillows on the bed and a fresh smell of flowers or flowery fragrance. It was a very seductive setting. And it was the scene of my seduction.

Alice slid the door closed with her foot and came to me as I stood by the bed. I was turned on, I couldn’t deny that but also very nervous and inexperienced. Alice was happy to take the lead. She put her arms around my neck and pulled my head down to meat hers. Her ruby red lipstick glimmered and beckoned. She pressed her lips against mine. Not as awkward as I had imagined. In fact, my pecker started to tingle with excitement. I put my arms around her, and we moved our bodies together. She parted her lips and teased me with her tongue. If this was French kissing then I loved it. We kissed for ages. Neither of us seemed rushed to do anything else as we both enjoyed the moment. Every now and then a rogue thought about her being my sister entered my head, then my penis overrode the situation, and I continued regardless. After a while we paused and she backed away slowly. She started to undress in the most sensuous way imaginable, allowing her dress to drop to the floor. She revealed herself to be wearing lacy red lingerie, black stockings and suspender belt. So, fucking, hot. She turned and showed me her back.
“Unhook my bra for me, lover boy.” I had never unhooked one of these before, but I understood the principle. It would have been easy if my hands had not been shaking. I managed it finally. She slid the straps from her shoulders and with one hand flung the sexy bra across the room. She backed towards me, and I instinctively reached around to cup her breasts.

Everything that happened to me in that bedroom was new to me and I can scarcely think of anything that wasn’t truly erotic and a big turn on. Her boobs were part of that. Alice was a skinny girl, but her boobs were not flat. Not large either but soft and nicely rounded. They fitted wonderfully in my hands. Her aureolae were large and her nipples firm too. I couldn’t resist squeezing them which prompted her to flinch and sigh. I did it some more and her enjoyment was clear. I kissed the back of her neck which elicited another sigh, and she moved her hair to one side to accommodate more of that. As I pulled her close, her scent was intoxicating, and my erection grew ever stiffer. I momentarily released her breasts and undid my trousers, letting them drop to the ground then stepping out of them. I took my position again but now with my super stiff cocking pushing against the top of her panties. Sensing this, she stood on tiptoe and pushed the crack of her ass so my cock settled between in. She eased herself up and down as my member, restrained by my trunks, rode her crevice. I held her tighter as we writhed together, kissing her earlobes and biting her neck.

Alice turned again and pushed me onto the bed, so I lay on my back. She grabbed my trunks and teasingly pulled them off me. My cock stood dead upright. I don’t know if my cock is big but she licked her lips in approval. She knelt on the bed and lowered her head to take the tip in her mouth. I thought I was going to explode but she was very talented and managed to keep me on edge for ages. But no matter how talented, when she took my whole length in her mouth and ran her tongue around my tip, I completely lost control, squirted in her mouth and she almost choked. But she recovered brilliantly and wanked the entire contents of my balls into her mouth without spilling a drop. I was in heaven. Gone was any guilt about Alice being my sister. She was just the best. As I lay there spent like a used 45 gun cartridge, she fetched our drinks from the dining room table. We need liquid refreshment that was sure. I took two swallows to finish my beer whilst she sipped her wine.
“Let me know when you’re ready for the main event?” She said in a quiet and seductive tone. I nodded. If that wasn’t the main event then I was in for something.

I had sat myself up with my back against the pink padded headboard and legs straight out. I was fully naked now and not a care in the world. I drained the very last from my beer and placed the bottle on the bedside cabinet. Alice sipped her wine and stroked my leg as she sat on the edge of the bed. When her glass was empty, she placed it next to my beer bottle and shifted my legs apart. She sat with her back to me, between my legs. Her soft skin was like velvet against my chest. Her peachy ass again rested against my cock, which was now soft and in recovery mode. Alice took my hand and moved in around her tummy and down towards her panties. She led my hand there but the rest I did on my own. My fingers slid under the elastic finding her slit. It was warm. As I slipped a couple of fingers inside, I could tell it was extremely wet. My fingers easily slid right in and made her pussy convulse. I probed her pussy and softly as I could but also found being firm on her labia and clit was good for her too. I enjoyed this. Giving my sister pleasure as she had done with me. She jerked her bum and pussy as my fingers danced in her panties. I sucked in her neck and squeezed one her nipples.
“Fuck, yes!” She screamed as she was getting hotter. Her right hand pushed mine to one side and she took over pussy duties. He fingers frantically rubbed inside her panties. Both my hands were now free to play with her boobs and nipples. She moaned very loudly and screamed something incoherently as she collapsed back onto me.

That, I believe, was an orgasm. And shit, was it a turn on for me. She had been pushing and rubbing against my cock as all this had been going on and it was now back to its full glory. Alice reached her hand back and took hold of it. She giggled. Not losing her grip, she turned over and straddled across my legs.
“I want to fuck you, little brother. I want to have your virginity. I want my brother’s cock in my pussy.” I wanted the same thing. All the time she spoke, she rubbed the tip of my cock along her labia. It was a delicious feeling. She then moved her hips up and down so my tip now rubbed against her slit. “Like that, bro.” She closed her eyes. Her movements were controlled and precise to hit her exact spot. It all worked for me. “I want you now. Your cock in my cunt.” She lowered herself and my cock did indeed slip easily into her cunt. “Ah, fuck. I want it deeper.” Alice took my hands and thrust herself down onto me with all her might. “That’s it. Right there.” She wasted no time in riding me hard and fast. It was not how I imagined losing my cherry, but it was everything I wanted. Sweat poured form us both as she bounced mercilessly on my cock. “Let me have it! Let me have you cum inside me.” I could take no more and several squirts of my jizz filled my sister’s pussy. It not only filled it but oozed out from it too. She took a large drop on her finger and tasted it.
“It was good before but mixed with my juices, it’s even better.”

It was beyond anything I could have imagined that’s for sure. I was almost dragged screaming and kicking into this sex stuff. Now we were collapsed on the bed, all I could think about was fucking her some more. And the fact it was my sister? Well, that made it even more desirable.