Hot story of a family sex. Fiza is Imran’s younger sister. To be honest, I always saw her as a sister myself. But then…something changed. One day the innocent girl had transformed into a beautiful young woman. Where once stood a clumsy, innocent child, there now were curves, and a sexuality that presented itself ever so slightly. I’d ignore these insane thoughts in my head, but soon I found myself jerking off while thinking about Fiza. I’d fuck Imran while imagining I was deep inside of Her sisters young pussy. I’d sneak glances of Fiza as she bounced around my in laws home. As we frequently visited, I found myself around Fiza, and I found my manhood pressing against my pants.
Fiza was planning for college, her graduation, and her last Summer of childhood. She also she began taking on odd jobs. Babysitting, walking dogs, house sitting for vacationing friends. Then one day Imran came up with an idea to help contribute to Fiza’s college fund. “We could get her to clean the house. We’ll give her 50 or 60 bucks to clean each week,” she said. I agreed, and Fiza rewarded our offer with a hug. It took every fiber of my inner strength not to let my hard cock give away my darkest perversion.
Fiza came over throughout the Summer to fulfill her housekeeping duties, often sporting little more than a sundress over her bikini, as she was on her way to or from the pool. I’d pretend to read, watch TV, or whatever other trivial activity I could think of while stealing glances of her blonde hair, thick, sun kissed thighs, and ample ass and breasts. She’d always clean our house, sit and talk a bit, then slide out with her payment. Then, I’d promptly replay her curves in my head as I jerked off, wishing there were some way to taste her innocence just once.
As the Summer was winding down, talks of classes and the upcoming fall filled her thoughts and our conversations. We had developed a bond, and honestly, some of my thoughts had transformed to a more brotherly line of reasoning…until that night.
The night I’m talking about came on a Saturday in mid-September. My phone buzzed at 1 am. Message from Fiza…, I sleepily flipped it face down to hide the light and tried to get back to sleep…then another buzz, and another. I sat up and opened my messages. Fiza had sent me a pic of her frowning, almost comically. “I miss you” was the next text, then finally, “I’ve had the biggest crush on you.” I walked into the bathroom.
As I sat in the glow of my phone in the bathroom, trying to think of what to respond with…finally it came to me, “ be careful. If you need a ride just call me.” I felt my cock growing stiff at the thought of her perfect teenage body beneath me. I slowly started stroking my cock thinking about her, but heard my wife stirring in the bedroom. I couldn’t finish, so I flushed to fake a reason for being there, walked out and climbed in bed. “Who was that?” asked Imran. “My brother baby,” I said. “ I think he’s drunk,” as I kissed her and rolled over to go back to sleep. Soon my phone began to buzz again. I quickly looked, Fiza! I answered it only to find she was obviously crying. “What’s up? What’s wrong Fiza?” I inquired. “I hate it here! I miss being home! I miss you!!” She responded. I asked if she was okay. “Yes,” she whined. “But, I’m drunk…and horny,” she said with an almost seductive whisper. “Okay Fiza. I’ll come give you a ride,” I said as I turned to my wife. I mouthed the words “she’s drunk and needs a ride.” As I hung up to go my wife said, “ well, college didn’t take long to take her innocence.”
The whole way to Fiza my cock was hard. Precum was coming through my pajamas. The thought of her body had my balls throbbing as I raced down the highway to her school, some 45 minutes away. As I got close I shot Fiza a text, “where are you.” No response. I thought “FUCK,” she’s passed out, and I’m here because of a proposition from a drunk sister in law! I got nervous as time ticked, then I decided to turn around. As I stopped at the last stop light on campus I desperately checked my phone…I had missed a message. Fiza had sent me a dark, and hard to determine picture…”sorry, I was shaving just for you!” she wrote. HOLY SHIT…it was a picture of her gorgeous, untouched pussy! Freshly shaved!
I turned around, sped across campus to her dorm, and messaged her from the parking lot. She came down, and as she walked to my car I could see her beautiful tits bouncing beneath her university tee shirt in the streetlight. Her shorts were pink and contrasted her still summer kissed skin and I felt my heart pounding with nervous excitement as she got closer. “Where are we going?,” I asked as she climbed inside. She just reached over, and started rubbing my cock through my pajamas. I heard her breathing deepen, and felt her inexperienced hands fumble around. It was almost like she was examining my manhood. She then leaned in for a kiss. I began caressing her body, feeling her curves, and almost fainted at the smell of her excitement mixed with her hairspray.
She laid her seat back as I slid a finger into her pussy. “Owe,” she whispered while wincing. I gently pulled my finger back out, and using her wetness, rubbed her clit while kissing her. “Mmm,” she moaned, as her hands clutched my arm. I gently stuck a finger into her mouth and she began sucking it. “No teeth,” I instructed. “Good girl,” I said as she perfected her technique on my finger. Then, I felt her grip my arm tighter, fingernails digging into my skin. She turned away, pulling my finger out of her mouth. “Oh, mmm, GOD,” she moaned as she came. She laid there a moment as I ran my fingers along her body. She then sat up and began rubbing my now rock hard cock. I laid my seat back as we made out. She pulled her long blonde hair into a quick bun, pulled my dick through my PJ’s, and began mimicking her newly learned technique on me.
“Mmm, damn Fiza,” I said, as she teased my cock with her mouth. “You know I’m still a virgin, right?” she asked. “I figured you may be,” I said. “ Why? Why haven’t you tried to fuck me before now?” she asked. “ Umm, that’s risky shit,” I said. Just then I realized she was sliding her shorts down, wiggling out of them. She slowly straddled me, fumbling around as she tried to push my throbbing manhood into her tight, virgin pussy. I felt her lips part, and as she attempted to slide down my cock, I could tell she was struggling to take it. “Relax baby,” I whispered. She looked in my eyes as she slowly worked it in. Then, she sat there a minute, as if allowing her inexperienced pussy the time to adjust. Soon she began rocking her hips. I rubbed her tits through her shirt, then placed my hands on her hips. After a few wobbly hip rotations from her I pushed her up, held her there, and began thrusting upwards into her. Fiza leaned back, laid her head back, and began moaning again. Her tight pussy, her sexy teen body, her innocence, and her excitement had me ready to blow. I thrust my cock in deep, pulled her hips down tight against mine as I fell back into my seat, and laid there enjoying the most amazing orgasm as my cum shot into her over and over.
“Thanks bro,” Fiza said, as she slid on her shorts and bounced out of the car. “Don’t worry, I would never tell Imran!” she said. “ Y’all want me to clean the house this weekend? I’m planning on coming home and could use the money,” she said. “Come over anytime,” I responded. “But Imran may be around!” She laughed and said, “ I’m really gonna clean! We can’t just fuck all the time.” We kissed again, then she walked away. The whole way home I thought of what lies I could tell. I finally figured it out as the sun broke through the windshield. But, as I came sleepily walking in Imran said Fiza had called. “She told me you took her to grab coffee and eggs to sober up! You’re such a good brother to her honey,” Imran said. I agreed, then went to shower…taking the time to stroke my cock one more time before I began getting ready for church.
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