My sister is standing next to my drawer. From her red eyes, her slow speech and her funky demeanor that she still is 100% under the influence of pot. She picks up my cum tissue, now semi dry, plays with it with one hand, then throws it at the other end of the room.
“I really need to complete that homework,” I say, sitting stiffly in my chair, trying to get my sister to leave. “Would you give me some peace, for God’s love?”
My sister giggles. “Give you peace? You’re not even doing that homework for real, bro… Is that YouTube you got open on there? Hang on, what ya listening to?” She picks up my headphones regardless of my protests and puts one ear to listening to whatever song is now running. “Led Zeppelin? Fuck yeah, ya got some great music taste, bro. Rock and roll, dude!”
As she says this, my sister is leaning awkwardly over me. I have her breasts right in my face, uncomfortably too close. She is zero aware of what is happening. I push her gently, touching only her hips, trying not to be too weird, and she drops the headphones. The smell of marijuana emanating from her is still strong, too much for my taste, and I feel my stomach turn.
“Do you listen to music when you jack off?” she asks out of the blue. “I know I do, but boys always tell me that they don’t… Is that true?”
I open my mouth to protest, but what can I even say to that? “It’s none of your business!” I blurt out.
“Oh, c’mon bro, I’m just asking about music… That ain’t gross or anything, ain’t it?”
Her large brown eyes lock themselves on mine, sinking deep into my soul. I feel small, helpless. Like, she’s not wrong, but she’s not right either… “No, I don’t listen to music when I masturbate,” I answer. “But please don’t ask me about masturbation ever again, okay? I don’t like it, coming from my own sister.”
“Oh, really?” she replies in a snarky tone. ” ‘Cause you sure not shy to masturbate in your rooms while there are two beautiful gals in the room right next to yours.”
“Hey, I didn’t just masturbate, I only do it when I’m alone!” I angrily snap back.
“Oh, shut up, bro. I have been familiar with cum for many years, and it smells cum so fucking bad in here. D’you do it because you saw Rohan and I almost naked? You a little perv’, bro, I like that about you.”
I am now furious, but my clenched fists don’t have the strength to reach and knock my sister, because the truth is… she is right. I hate to admit it. But she is fucking right. And then, with no warning, Clara unclasped her bra and lets it fall on the floor. She holds both her tits in her hands and make them bounce. “Is that what ya wanted to see?” she asks with a sly grin. My head sunk into the palm of my hand. Had my sister been sober, she would NEVER have done that. She would probably regret it later. I don’t look away, however, as I am terribly aroused. My willpower is not strong enough to stop my cock from fully erecting in my pants.
“Stop that,” I demand unconvincingly, biting my upper lip. “That’s indecent.”
Clara’s smile quickly disappears. “You can’t say a naked girl is indecent, that’s so fucking lame of you,” she angrily says. “You gotta respect girls. You probably a virgin, tho, right? That would explain a lot. And it’s kinda sad, thinkin’ about it. That has to change, bro.”
I cross my arms on my chest. That girl, I swear, is insufferable. Who does she think she is, trying to teach me how to live my life? That’s the problem with hippies like her, they think that everyone has to abide by their philosophy. “Well, too bad that won’t be happening soon,” I say with a deep sigh.
“Oh, but it is gonna happen soon,” she tells me. “As a matter of fact, it’s gonna happen right fuckin’ now.” She grabs forcefully grab me by the wrist and pulls me out of my bedroom. I protest weakly, but actually, I just let myself get carried away. My sister got me fucking horny and my hand won’t be enough this time. By God, am I about to do?
I get dragged in my sister’s bedroom, where I am greeted by a completely naked Rohan who smiles and waves at me with a delicate white hand. A joint lays on the bed next to her, still fresh. Her eyes, too, are reddish. I stare at her smooth skin, unable to resist the temptation. I have fantasized about Rohan before, and those fantasies are becoming true. “I have waited long for this day,” she murmurs in a low and sexy voice.
I slowly approach, hornier than I had ever been. I can’t believe that this girl, who probably already had sex tens of times before, actually wants me, an average 19 year old virgin guy that has nothing special whatsoever. I sit on the bed next to her and her lips immediately come to meet mine. Her hand slides on my burning cheek, keeping me close, as I answer the kiss passionately. Kissing is the only part of a sexual relation I have experienced before, so I am pretty confident in what I am doing right now. My tongue even ventures into Rohan mouth, looking for an intimate dance.
Admittedly, the room stinks of marijuana and Rohan herself is no better, but I just get over it. I am not going to get stopped so easily now. Or maybe are the fumes the ones to make me so bold now? I do feel my head spinning more by the minutes, as my kiss gets sloppier. Rohan’s gently bites my tongue and I moan into her mouth. I bite back, and soon we are both devouring each other. It hurts a bit, but it is so enjoyable. We are still respecting each other and not causing any injury, so it is fine.
I put my left hand on her thigh and fondle her gently. My right hand then gets to her small waist to hold her. Her skin feels like silk between my fingers. It was as great as I ever imagined it. I am in ecstasy.
Now, it is her hands that are touching my body. Her fingers slip under my t-shirt and tickle my belly. Inch by inch, she lifts my shirt until we have to break our kiss. As I am freed from a first piece of clothes, she leans closer to put a kiss in my neck. She drops many kisses, hungrily, and starts sucking at my skin. I hold her small frame between my hands. I don’t want her to leave, ever. She bites my neck, like a vampire would, then traces kisses down my chest, down my abs. Her hands tuck at my belt that she throws away shortly after. She pulls my pants down, kisses my underwear, teasing my twitching cock that only demanded to spring free. Her hand caresses it through the fabric, passionately. What a tease! It is not her first time and it shows.
As she now tugs on my underwear, two more hands place themselves on my shoulders. Caught by surprise, I quickly turn my head. My sister is leaning behind me, looking down towards my crotch. “I wanna see it,” she says to her friend.
Clara seems really close, but I don’t say anything about it as Rohan obeys her and liberates my cock. It was not an imposing tool, only a six inch dick, which was average according to my quick online research on the matter. “It looks so fucking good,” says Rohan, as Clara squeals in delight. She strokes me slowly, with both hands. Precum leaks from my cock, and she uses it to get it all properly wet. She increases the speed of handjob, and I pass a loving hand in her hair to encourage her.