Sister’s Birthday Gift To Me

When my dad married my step mom almost ten years ago, I thought it was the most unfair thing in the entire universe. It was hard enough to lose my mom but to get a new one… that was just not right. I swore she’d never be mom to me. I had no idea at the time just how wrong I’d be. The other thing that I was so wrong about was my step sister. Girls had cooties and step sisters even worse. My parents thought it was cute that we were practically twins, same age and same birthday. Darlene never let me forget though, that she was my older sister by half a dozen hours.

Yeah. Life then was very unfair. In many ways it still was. I’m kinda nerdy and she has her mom’s killer looks. All through high school she had her pick of the boys and was part of the “cool” crowd, though I was surprised she spurned the advances of all the jocks. Most of her friends “tolerated” me because she was my sister and for reasons I never quite figured out, she “wanted” me to hang out with her. It’d been that way since our sophomore year of high school. She’d be getting ready to go to a football or basketball game and come to my room partly dressed, but with all the important parts covered, to make sure I was getting ready to go with her. On more than a few occasions I’d seen her in nothing but panties and a bra. Even for a sister she had killer looks and more than once I’d had hot dreams about her and her equally hot friends.

Tonight was following her typical pattern. She was well aware that I didn’t have a girlfriend and invited me to go with her and one of her friends to a movie. She said it was just as friends, but I had no doubt that this was her idea of fixing me up on a date. A birthday date no less. I suspected this one would end, pretty much the same as all of them did. That didn’t stop me from fantasizing the way any nineteen-year-old, well nineteen tomorrow, would.

After my shower I found myself standing in front of my desk, my computer playing a video of a buxom teen bent over with a guy pounding into her, her tits swinging wildly as she moaned and cried in ecstasy. It was a scene I’d gotten off to many times, fantasizing about any number of girls my sister had tried to fix me up with. Tonight was no exception. Amy was one hot number. Big tits, skinny waist, nice full ass, long brown hair down almost to her ass, a slightly Asian look to her round smiling face. Yeah she could easily make a ton of money in the porn industry. Why she agreed to go out with me was a mystery, but that didn’t stop me from standing there naked, stroking myself closer and closer to release, picturing Amy bent over with me behind her pounding away!

“Robbie! Did you dump over my body wash and leave it to?… holy shit!” Dee said as she stepped into my room without knocking, holding a towel around her body with one hand and a nearly empty plastic bottle in the other.

“God, Dee! You could knock!” I cried in a combination of frustration, surprise and anger, trying unsuccessfully to cover my cock which was only moments from release, and unfortunately beyond the point of no return. “Oh fuck!” I grunted, trying to turn away from her as the first squirt of cum lanced out of my cock into the air, propelled by an involuntary jerk of my hips, not toward the waiting towel but launching toward my dresser. “Oh fuck.” I mumbled in embarrassment as half a dozen shots exited my engorged head, landing in all sorts of unintended places. I wrapped my hand around my cockhead to stem the flow and walking the few steps to my bed, sitting down hard on the edge and trying to stay facing away from my sister.

“Hey! Robert! I’m sorry,” Dee said quietly.

“Just go,” I answered despondently. I heard her sigh softly and the door close. I let out a deep sigh myself, stood and turned to get the towel on the chair intended to catch what was now spread on the carpet and down the front of my dresser, not to mention my hand. I froze when I turned, Dee still standing in my room her back to my door, looking at me. “I thought you left,” I said with a scowl, trying to cover my still half hard cock.

“You were supposed to,” she answered, pushing away from the door. She took three steps toward me and pulled the towel from around her, exposing her entire naked body to me for the first time. I’d seen her tits and pussy in partly see through panties and bras before, but this was … damn! Her tits were like two creamy tan teardrops on her chest, her nipples hard and protruding from the center of two perfectly round pink areolae, each covering nearly a quarter of the front of each breast. Her mound was covered in light downy brown curls, trimmed into a triangle that disappeared down between her legs.

She took two more steps toward me stopping in front of me and reaching with one hand for the hand I had covering my shrinking cock. She knelt in front of me, pulling my hand away and reaching with the other, holding her towel, toward my groin.

“That was my fault. I should have knocked,” she said quietly as she gently used the towel to wipe the cum from around my cock. She let go of my hand and gently lifted my mostly soft cock in her palm, practically caressing it as she cleaned the cum from it with the corner of her towel. Her touch and the sight of her face, only a foot or so from my cock, quickly had it growing in her hand. When she had me cleaned off she stood up and turned to face away from me. “Guess I better clean this up too!” she said, stepping to the dresser and bending over slightly to wipe the cum off the front. The farther down she cleaned the more her ass pushed out at me until I could clearly see her full round pussy lips and the feathery inner lips pushing from between them. She rubbed her towel on the dresser front and then the carpet, practically bent double with her feet spread slightly and her legs straight. Her pussy pushed out at me as she backed slowly toward me, wiping the cum from my carpet.

I stood there staring at her, my cock growing harder by the second as she backed toward me, her pussy finally pushing against my now rock hard shaft. My dick nestled into the crack of her ass and I could feel her hot wetness pressed against my balls. She held herself there for long seconds, her hips moving almost imperceptibly from side to side before abruptly pulling away and standing upright again.

“I think I’ll use your towel for now,” she said as she reached for my towel on the chair. She wrapped it around herself and smiled. “Least I could do was clean up the mess I made. Don’t take too long. Don’t want to be late, right?”

“Yeah,” I answered dumbly as she opened the door and walked out.

“Oh, my god,” I breathed as I dropped back onto the bed, my raging hardon pointing to the ceiling. I closed my eyes and let the image of her nude body and the heat I still felt from where she pressed her pussy against me flow over me. I barely recognized my own hand wrapped around my virgin cock, stroking it as my mind imagined me pushing my head down and letting my shaft slide into her. My mind was only brought back to reality with the sensation of my own cum landing on my chest as I climaxed again, my mind imagining it happening deep inside her.

As usual I was ready way before she was. Amy had already arrived and the two were in Dee’s room doing who knows what. I looked at my watch and walked down the hall to her door, knocked and called through the door, “Dee, gonna be late!”

Before I could turn and walk away the door opened and Amy and Dee stood there in very short sexy dresses, Amy in an entirely different outfit than the jeans she arrived in. “We’re ready!” Amy said with a smile. “Gotta give a girl a chance to get all fixed up, right?”

“Yeah. I guess,” I answered as they walked past me, both of them swinging their hips exaggeratedly as they went down the hall.

“Come on little brother, I’m driving!” Dee said, waving her car keys in the air ahead of me. I shrugged and followed them down the hall and out the front door. The back seat of her car was small, much smaller than in my car, so I hoped I wouldn’t be forced to sit back there, but with three of us, one of us would be relegated to the tight confines. Amy opened the passenger door and held the seat tipped forward, a clear invitation for me to climb in the back. Well so much for comfort. I folded myself down into the back seat, trying to find a comfortable way to sit with my legs way too long for the close space. I finally ended up sitting on the driver’s side with my feet in the passenger side foot hole. I expected Amy to flip the seat back and climb into the front, but to my surprise she ducked down and climbed into the back with me.

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