My Sister – A Fledgling Cheerleader by Mystic47
“Jaycee has the look; the air of a girl ready to try anything. She radiates curiosity and isn’t afraid to talk or ask about sex stuff. Of all the girls I know, only her and two others have the ‘I’m ready for anything’ aura around them. Your sister is hot Will, she wants to be hot, let me call her, I’m pretty sure she’ll come around.” , She came into my room about 9:30, I was lying back on a pillow covered only by dark blue thigh-length jockey briefs, gaming on my Xbox. I looked up, a little surprised to see her. She was wearing a red satin slip that hung to mid-thigh, I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra, “Hey, what do you want?” I asked.
She leaned forward, put a knee on the bed, her hands were pressed into the mattress, “Nothing, I just want to talk.” With her right leg pulled up and the other still on the floor the slip moved enough to the side I could see up the length of her leg, she wasn’t wearing panties so I got a glimpse of dark reddish pubic hair covering her pussy. I reacted to the provocative sight as only an 18-year-old can, my cock immediately began to swell. She paused; a small smile curved up the corners of her mouth as she watched my briefs begin to stretch over my groin.
I had to force the words from my mouth, “Talk about what?”
She pulled her other knee up so she was on hands and knees over my lower body, she looked me in the eyes first then her gaze flickered to the evidence that showed my interest in her nearness, “That,” she said softly, then bent down and licked the outline of my swiftly growing erection through the cloth. Holy shit, if she did that again I was going to blow up! I think I moaned. She lifted her head then asked quietly, “Do you want to have sex with me?”
I was dumbfounded. My very pretty fifteen-year-old sister just came into my room and with no hassle, argument or hesitation and offered to fuck me? She was up to something; my prick deflated as suspicion gripped my heart, “What the hell Jaycee, are you fucking high on something?”
She pulled the controller out of my hands then stretched flat on my legs, my cock was lodged between her tits, her head over my stomach, she put her hands on my chest, smiled, and challenged quietly, “No, I’m not fucking high, I’m fucking offering you a few minutes of my,” she paused to smile, then stressed, “fucking time fucking.”
“Right now? You want to get laid right now? By me? What the hell?” I couldn’t believe I was awake.
“Come on Will, it won’t be the first time.”
Shit! I didn’t think she remembered that! “You remember? You were so drunk I thought you wouldn’t remember?”
“I remember everything, you kept giving me rum until I was totally bombed then you forced me to have sex. It hurt and I had blood all over me. I never did that before and the next day I wanted to tell dad but I thought he would be mad that I got drunk, so I didn’t. I hated you for doing that but you never bothered me afterward, so I quit hating you.” She stopped reminding me of what I did to her, glanced at my closed bedroom door, then offered again, “Mom and dad are watching Outlander, but that won’t last forever.”
It had been almost a year since I raped my sister. We got drunk at our parent’s anniversary party then I lured her outside, charmed her out of her panties with flattery, then took her virginity on the back lawn. I just lifted her skirt, pushed through her maidenhead, and fucked her. For her it was a five-minute ordeal, for me, it was fun as hell, at least until I sobered up. Now Jaycee was coming on to me as hard as I came on to her the year before, but she wasn’t drunk. “I’m sorry I did that Jaycee, I felt so bad. I was scared for you, hated myself, and I tried to make it up to you every way I could.”
She jostled a bit, moving her body for a feel of my cock, “I hated you when you did it, but I won’t hate you now.” She reached between us for the band of my shorts then rose enough to pull them down my legs. When they were at my knees she sat up over my thighs, grabbed my cock then held it under the slip against the soft warm split between her legs. Jaycee looked down and urged with a hint of daring, “Put it in me Will.” The pressure of her pussy on the shaft of my prick had the effect she wanted; in seconds I was man enough for her. I put my hands around Jaycee’s waist to lift her. She rose far enough that she could hold the head of my erection against her hole then I lowered her onto my lap. She was ready. She was wet, warm, and tight, but there was no discomfort or friction when she slipped down. When her ass was sitting on my nuts, I rolled my hips to push into her as far as I could. Jaycee looked down, gave me a big smile then whispered, “Don’t cum in me.”
I didn’t say anything but I started rolling my ass, fucking my younger sister while she smiled intimately. She was getting hotter, her pussy warmer, softer, and wetter. She closed her eyes, put her hands on my chest then began to flex her back, her body was rocking, her breath coming faster. I didn’t know if she had a boyfriend or was fucking guys, but she didn’t act as if this was her first time after the night I raped her. Muted sounds of pleasure were blocked off by her compressed lips but the moans trapped in her throat were loud enough to let me know she liked what we were doing. I put my hands over the red satin and cupped her breasts, capturing the nipples between my finger and thumb. Jaycee vibrated, gasped then shook her head back and forth causing her long dark copper hair to flail against her face.
After about five minutes of bouncing on my lap, Jaycee paused to roll off me to her back. I was on her in an instant, my cock didn’t even have time to feel the cool air before I drove back into her. She pulled her legs up, knees bent at my waist then let them fall wide apart, my sister was opening up as far as she could and I was taking as much as I could. I managed to pull the slip up around her neck so her body was bare from shoulders down. I pushed up on my arms and took in the sight of her breasts as they bounced and quivered in sync with my thrusts. My sister is slight built but her tits were full and round with pale nipples that invited my attention. Being a true redhead, my sister had a galaxy of light brown freckles across her shoulders and tits. I bent my head down and kissed her right tit then suckled the tip of it while I humped between her legs. She wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me down until my chest flattened her breasts. With her cheek pressed tight against mine I could feel her hot breath on my ear and neck. I knew our parents were home so I tried to keep our bodies from slapping together too hard.
Some fifteen minutes after she came into my room Jaycee managed to remind me, “You have to pull out,” then began to buck against my groin as she climaxed. I forced myself out just one thrust away from injecting her, my cock spit its entire load on her from pubic hair to bellybutton in six exquisitely sharp contractions. I collapsed down on Jaycee, between her thighs, my chest smeared the cum into her skin. She cupped my face in her hands, lifted me to look at her, and grinned prettily, “Damn, she was right.”
“Huh, she who, right about what?”
She pushed me up and off, “I have to go.” She said no more, she did not explain. She got off the bed so I rolled to my back and watched her pull the slip down to cover the sticky mess on her belly then left as quietly as she came; she gave my cock a quick look and a little air kiss before she pulled the door closed. My head fell back to the pillow and I marveled at the fact that I had just experienced the best quickie I’d ever had. God that girl was hot to fuck! But what in the world ever caused my sister to sneak into my room and fuck me like we’d been doing it forever; while our parents were sitting in the front room?! And who in hell was ‘she’, and why was she right?
The next morning, she was standing in the kitchen waiting for the toast to pop, “Hey,” she turned to me, “what was with you?”
Her eyes darted left, right, then she looked over my shoulder clearing the room before she said anything, “Not now, we can talk later.” The toaster ejected two slices so Jaycee grabbed them then went to sit at the table leaving me with the same questions I had the night before.
Two hours later I was mowing the front lawn when my sister came out of the house. She caught my eyes and smiled marginally then came my way holding two cans of Coke. She was wearing a baggy ‘Pink Tour – 2017’ fleece sweatshirt over loose summer shorts. I looked at her with new eyes as she came near and liked what I saw. Jaycee is a little over 5’6 but only about 115 pounds. The neck of the shirt was wide across her shoulders revealing a long slender neck that curved almost swan-like to her shoulders. Thin black bra straps curved over her shoulders holding 34B+ cups in place. As I checked out her legs my cock lifted its head, impelled by a combination of interest and memory. I shut off the mower and waited until she stepped up and handed me the cold soda, “I did a dare.”
“You fucked me on a dare?”
She averted her eyes, blushed lightly, long soft waves of red hair shimmered in the sun as she nodded, “Yeah, someone dared me to have sex with you.”
Fuck mowing the lawn, I could do that anytime, “Tell me what happened, what you did was really surprising and totally awesome, but who would dare you to mess around with your own brother like that?”
Jaycee turned toward the back yard so I followed, watching her firm little butt shifting as she moved. My cock took a deep breath of life. She led me to our old kid’s swings and sat, I sat in the worn canvas sling next to hers. She sipped from her can, looked at me and said, “Anna.”
My mind jolted, Anna? My Anna? The girl I’d been dating for ten months? “Anna, my girlfriend?”
My sister nodded as a hint of humor sparked in her green eyes, “Yeah, your girlfriend, she dared me to do that with you.”
“Come on girl, you have got to tell me what’s going on. What on earth would make her dare something like that, and what would make you do it?”