My Little Sister… A Quickie

My Little Sister… A Quickie

Introduction:

I walk in on my little sister having sex and can’t help myself. 

I walked into the house dripping wet.. Football practice was canceled due to rain and I had to walk all the way home in it. I left all my wet gear on the front porch, including my muddy shoes and soaking socks, and walked in barefoot. Our parents didn’t get off work until nearly dinner time, but my little sister, Gabby, should already be here, so I figured Id let her know I was home early.

I went to my room and took off all my wet clothes, then wrapped a towel around my waist. On the way to the bathroom I stopped at my Gabbys room and opened the door, walking right in.. I didn’t knock, I’m supposed to but I forgot. It didn’t matter, the damage had been done.

I walked in to find my little sister in bed with some boy! I didn’t even notice her at first, her body was mostly hidden underneath. I didn’t recognize him, but I barely had time to look at his face..

“WHAT THE FUCK!?!” I yelled instantly.

My eyes widened, trying to take the whole scene in. They were both naked, clearly having sex! He was on top of her, his arms holding himself over top of her in a missionary pose. His hips were already in motion when I entered, his bare ass pointed right at me. They were on top of the sheets, nothing to hide them.. They panicked, he immediately climbed off of her, falling to the floor.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?” I yelled, mostly at my sister. Both of them were desperately trying to cover up with their hands, as if they could somehow hide what they were doing. They were both shouting things at me simultaneously, denying anything was happening, trying to plead their case, begging, both began crying. “YOU! Get the fuck out of here!!” I pointed at the boy, he was frantically trying to dress. “YOU! don’t fucking move!!” I now pointed at my sister, ordering her to stay put.

I turned back to the boy, “I said get out of here!!!” he was now mostly dressed, I picked up what I assumed was his backpack and threw it at him, he flinched, letting it hit him and fall to the floor, then rushed to pick it up and flee out of the room, “DON’T move! You are on so much trouble!!” I looked back at my sister before chasing the boy through the house and out the front door. I watched him run down the street before going back inside and slamming the door behind me.

I paused a moment, catching my breath. I wasn’t sure what to do.. Should I call my parents right away? Or just wait till they got home? Should I make Gabby tell them herself? I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror, I’d forgotten that I was just wearing a towel.. And it was doing nothing to conceal my surprise erection. It caught me off guard at first ‘why was I hard!?’ I thought to myself, images of my little sister’s naked body flashed in my mind. My dick throbbed. I pondered on this for a moment..

I walked up to my sister’s door and peaked in, she was still on her bed, in the same spot, laying there trying to conceal her body behind a small pillow. It throbbed again. I thought about running to my room and masturbating.. I thought about jerking off right there in the hallway.. But instead I walked in. I wasn’t a bad brother, Gabby and I usually got along fine. We didn’t fight or argue much.. We generally just stayed out of each other’s hair most of the time.. And I definitely never looked at her inappropriately before.. But I’d also never seen her like this before.

I dropped the towel to the floor of the hallway, and walked in completely naked. Ok, walked, was an overstatement, really I just took one step forward and froze in her doorway. I was about to chicken out when she looked up at me. I could try to cover up, but I would just clearly be a naked guy trying to cover up his boner. I could run off to my room, but it was too late, she would always look at me and think “why did my brother show me his hard on and then run away?”. So I went ahead and entered.

I walked kind of fast, not on purpose, but the adrenaline was pushing me (and my erection was pulling me). She was avoiding eye contact, either in shame, embarrassment or fear.. She just looked at my body as I moved forward. Her eyes were locked on my hard on, but her face showed no reaction.. If anything, her expression had changed from the fear of being caught having sex, to the confusion of why her brother was now naked in front of her. I got to the side of her bed and reached out and grabbed the pillow she hid behind. She held it tightly, but one quick pull and I tossed it aside.

She watched, but didn’t stop me or react as I climbed onto the bed, crawling on top of her. She was still as I moved closer, no longer hiding her body, her legs were even opened a bit. She was allowing me to get on top of her. It wasn’t so much that she was welcoming this advancement, it was more that she was simply going with it because she didn’t know what was going on. I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to, My penis flinched and throbbed again, as if making sure I was still going along with it’s instructions.

I looked down at her body.. Her tits were small but shapely with a nice cup. She was shorter than me, thin, with a flat stomach that lead down to a small strip of blonde hair that concealed her vag. She wasn’t looking at me, but rather, was looking my body up and down just as I was doing to hers. I don’t know if she knew what was going to happen at this point, maybe she thought I was bluffing and she was trying to call me on it.. honestly I didn’t even know. I felt like I was going to run away at any moment, but I looked at my cock hovering just inches above her nearly bare snatch (we were both looking at it) and it ached, urging me on. Then she snapped out of it..

She began yelling, pushing against me, but it was too late, I was already on top of her, and my body’s decision was already made. With one hand I gripped her by the waist and the other pushed her shoulder down, pressing my weight against her, holding her to the bed. She squirmed and fought, but I barely noticed as I shoved myself into her warm snatch. It hardly mattered anyways, her resistance faded by my third stroke and her body went still as her attention shifted to watching my rod slide in and out of her. After mere seconds of fucking I could feel her legs soften and spread, allowing me to go deeper. I could hear soft squeals and gasps, that I doubt she knew she was making.

My pace increased. The fear of being caught meant that my goal was simply to reach a speedy climax. Both of us were looking down at the action happening between our legs, we were inexperienced and mesmerized by the sight of sex, as if we were the perverted bystanders watching others doing it through a window. Almost in unison, we each let out involuntary groans of pleasure, reminding us that it was our loins that we were watching rapidly slapping together, echoing throughout the empty house…

The thought of the sounds being heard reiterated just how wrong this was, and so I sped up. I was nearly there, and getting frustrated that my balls seemed hesitant to release my eager load. With speed came force, and I was driving my whole body down on her tiny crotch, stabbing my dick into her. The violent thrusts shaking the whole of her naked body, her small breasts bouncing in all directions. She was getting louder, grunts that sounded more and more like pleading crys. I swore I heard her say “yes!”. I was nearly there, I felt fiery semen rising inside me, but I could sense her closing in on her own reluctant orgasm as well, and suddenly I wanted to last longer, wanted to see her somehow take pleasure in what I had forced upon her.

“Come on! Come on!” I gritted through my teeth, partly encouraging her to cum, while begging myself to hold out a little longer.

“YAAAA.. AAAHHHHH!” she let out a loud scream, and clawed at the sheets before letting her head fall back.

That approval was enough for me to let myself go as well, and with one last stroke I pulled back and yanked myself out of her cunt spraying my jizz across her bed and body. She ignored me, undoubtedly preoccupied within her own sensations. I made very little noise, as if I was shocked and couldn’t believe what was happening. But regardless of any regret I may come to have, my body was in pure ecstasy as the largest orgasm I’d yet to have still washed over me. The stream of cum didn’t stop, pumping out of me in almost painful spurts.

My hips moved with each shot, humping the air like a horny dog. It seemed like forever until it was over, until I could move and think. When I was able, I got off her and ran out of the room, returning with shorts on and a towel to wipe her off. She let me for a moment, then snatched the rag away and continued to wipe herself. She didn’t look at me, I didn’t know what else to do so I left, retreating to my room for the remainder of the day.

When mom and dad got home my stomach turned in knots, nervous about what was to come.. But nothing happened. I didn’t see my sister again until we all sat down for dinner, she was slightly quieter than usual, but over all she seemed alright. That evening I laid awake in bed late into the night anxiously thinking.

“Would she really not say anything? Would she wake up and want to tell them tomorrow? Would she just hold on to it as blackmail until the time was right?”. I sat up. I needed to talk to her, find out what she was thinking, maybe apologize, I dunno, but I felt like I needed to do something..

I crept down the hall, opening her door as quietly as possible and sneaking in. She was already awake, partly sitting up in bed. I don’t know if me coming in woke her up or if she was like me and couldn’t fall asleep (I’m guessing the latter). She stared at me skeptically as I walked over. “Gabby, I want to talk.. I mean I want to apologize.” I said as I pulled her desk chair over towards her bed and sat down. She got up and sat on the edge of her bed, facing me, she was wearing a long tee shirt, but kept a blanket over waist.

I went on and on about how I was sorry and didn’t know what came over me.. Rambling about how I appreciate that she didn’t say anything to our parents and I hope she could just forget all about it. Her expression didn’t give me any indication of what she was thinking. I eventually stood to leave, but once again I made another impetuous decision, and knelt down in front of her.

Her expression changed to confusion, and for a brief moment fear, yet she didn’t move as I pulled the blanket away from her lap, exposing a small pair of panties. I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and leaned in, causing her to fall back and lay on the bed. She didn’t move or stop me.. I don’t know if she was genuinely unsure of what was going on or if she wanted it.

I pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and pressed my tongue against her. I was no expert, but from what I knew, you just lick the clit until she cums. So that’s what I did, I slid my tongue around until I found the little “bump” that was her clit and then went to work, licking and flicking it. My mind told me this was a horrible idea, but my dick told me this was a great apology!