[F]ucking [M]y Best Friend’s Freshman Little Sister on Summer Break [M24/F18]

Quick refresher again, I was u/greatmerlinsbeard a few months ago, people liked my stories, so I’m back with a slight rebrand. I recently posted my first story from this account, please check [that](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6nw9xu/making_friends_at_a_new_school/) out, it has [links](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6nw9xu/making_friends_at_a_new_school/) to my previous stories as well.

This story takes place in the summer between the two schools I attended for grad school, so between where I had my adventures with [Phoebe](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61jafh/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/) and with [Simone](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6nw9xu/making_friends_at_a_new_school/). After my first year of grad school, I came back to the area where I grew up for the summer to work at an internship. In August, once the internship was over and my sublease finished, I went to kick it at my parents’ house for a few weeks before I went back to school.

While I was there, my parents invited over some family friends, including James, who’d been my best friend since we were little. Our family was close with all of them, and my parents invited over his younger sister Claire as well.

My mom told me she was coming, and just making conversation, I was like “yeah, I haven’t seen her in forever, is she still at the high school?” My mom shook her head, “No, she just finished her first year at Arizona State.” I just shook my head ruefully, “Fuck, I’m getting old…” My mom just rolled her eyes at me.

Friday night came and our friends came over: James, who was in town for a few days on vacation from his job, his parents, and Claire. Holy shit, my mom wasn’t kidding, she certainly had grown up. I had to keep my jaw from hitting the floor, and seeing the small smirk she gave, I don’t think I was too successful. “Hey,” I said to her, awkwardly waving. She hugged me, “Hey! It’s been so long.”

At this point, I had no idea things would go the way they’re quite obviously going to go, I just knew I very much liked what I saw. But fuck me, she was hot. Short, only about 5-2, and very thin, with tan skin, long wavy brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and quite a lovely smile. She wore a white sleeveless blouse and light jeans with big holes in them, and, for some reason, wedges.

A refresher on myself, I’m 6-2 and blond, with as much scruff as my face can handle and a broad, muscular frame.

I told myself to compose myself as we all went inside, made small talk, and ate some appetizers my mom bought (not much of a cook, my mom). We all caught up, I talked about grad school, James talked about his job, which sounded pretty great, and Claire talked about her freshman year. She seemed like she’d had a lot of fun and didn’t do much studying, which in my opinion is what freshman year is for. I told everyone as much, and while my mom told me to stop being a bad influence, I saw what looked like a slight twinkle in Claire’s eye.

Who knows, maybe I was seeing things. I really hadn’t seen this girl since she was like 14, and she looked totally different, unsurprisingly. I told myself I was being crazy, but then when we all sat down for dinner, Claire sat down right next to me. I asked her how freshman year was, and she told me it was the most fun she’s ever had. Apparently she joined “the best sorority at ASU” and went to a bunch of crazy parties and shit.

“Sounds like more fun than I had freshman year,” I told her. She laughed at me. “Fuck you,” I laughed back. She reached out and touched my wrist, smiling at me, “Don’t feel bad cause you were lame in college.” Wait, maybe I wasn’t seeing things. I mean, I’d certainly grown up a lot since the last time she saw me as well. I just shook my head, “Shit talked by a freshman in college, what has my life become…?” Claire laughed.

After dinner, James and I went to our game room to play pool, have a couple of drinks, and catch up. As we were setting up the table, Claire walked in, “Hey guys.” Now that I was starting to get the idea that she maybe was interested in me, now I was freaked out James would figure it all out. This dude had been my best friend for a long time, now his younger sister was definitely flirting with me.

Claire asked what we had to drink, even though it was my house, I looked at James to see what his reaction would be. We’d each poured ourselves whiskey gingers already. James apparently was cool with his sister drinking, cause he said, “Ask Jake.” I turned to her, “What do you want?”

“Got vodka?” she asked. “Shit, yeah, right here,” I pulled out the vodka and she poured herself a screwdriver. “Alright, I see you,” I told her. James and I went back to playing, and she sat next to the table and we all talked. It didn’t seem like James was too aware of anything, which was good.

When they left, we all said goodbye, especially James and I, cause I wasn’t going to be seeing him for a while. Then it was time to say goodbye to Claire. She hugged me tightly, for just a second longer than was necessary. “It was so nice to see you Jake, it’d been way too long,” she told me. “Yeah, for sure,” I said back, “it was nice to catch up.” She smiled and waved goodbye.

Although I have to admit that I jerked off that night at the thought of fucking Claire, I didn’t think anything would come of it. She was leaving in a few days to go back to ASU, and I thought that would be that.

A couple of days later, after the weekend, I got a Facebook message from Claire, “hey :) when did you say you go back to school? I’d love to catch up some more before you go” I told her that I left in like 10 days, and she responded, “oh no, I leave on Monday!”

Jackpot. My parents were going out of town on a vacation they planned before they realized I’d be there for the summer (smh guys, thanks…), so I’d have the house to myself. I quickly wrote a message back, and I said fuck it, time to go for it, “My parents are out of town this weekend, you free at all?”

Claire was typing… “How about Saturday? Let’s go swimming in your pool!” Yeah, hell yeah, I was in.

Saturday came, my parents had left as planned. In the afternoon, Claire texted me saying I should let her in. I came to the door, and there she was, looking even sexier than she did the other day. She was wearing a pullover that left her shoulders free and short jean shorts. Her legs were so tight, she’d clearly managed to fit the gym in amidst all the partying.

“Can I use the bathroom to change into a swimsuit?” she asked. “Yeah, sure,” I directed her to the bathroom. I was already in my bathing suit, shirtless, with my muscular chest and stomach exposed. Claire came out of the bathroom in a black bikini, my god she was sexy.

I raised my eyebrows at her in appreciation and led her out to the backyard. I put my stuff down and when I looked up, she’d already jumped in. It was a hot, sunny summer day, I didn’t blame her at all. I quickly followed. I swam over near her and when I came up, she splashed me right in the face.

“Real talk, you don’t have a problem being over at your brother’s best friend’s place by yourself?” I asked her. “Like, I’m not tryna start something with James.” Claire shook her head, “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell him about me being here. My parents think I’m at Leslie’s.” I didn’t know Leslie, but it sounded convincing enough to me. “Works for me,” I told her.

After a few minutes in the water, Claire got out and lay down on one of the pool chairs, stomach down. She reached behind her and untied her top, letting the strings fall down by her sides. I went over to the bar and poured us each an Arnold Palmer with vodka. I took it over to her, and she looked up at me and smiled, “Thanks! I told you I love vodka.”

I pulled a chair over next to her, and I lay on my back, looking over at her. I asked her, “So, I feel like I got the PG version of your freshman year, what was it really like?” She laughed, “Yeah, I’m not gonna tell my parents or my brother anything.”

“Yeah, obviously. So what’s one thing you didn’t tell them?” I asked her. Claire looked at me with a very sexy look, “How much sex I had.” I chuckled and raised an eyebrow at her, “Anyone particularly memorable?” Now it was Claire’s turn to laugh, “I feel like the freshmen didn’t know shit about how to have sex.”

“True,” I replied. She seemed to like laughing at me, “Yeah, I got the sense that you weren’t killing it your freshman year.” Again I told her to fuck off, “Hey now, I fucked an RA in my building freshman year. But… you’re right, it was shit sex.”

Claire took a drink then looked at me again, “Yeah, like freshmen don’t know shit. But I hooked up with this one senior and he definitely knew what he was doing.” I looked over at her, “So you figured you’d go even older this time,” I said sarcastically. “Was I that transparent?” she asked with mock concern.

“Alright,” I got up and moved over to her chair. I sat down next to her and lightly squeezed her shoulders in a massaging motion. I leaned down and kissed her neck. Claire shut her eyes and moaned with each kiss. I went to kiss down her back, and she said softly, “Don’t stop.” I kissed the other side, and she moaned, “Ahh Jake that feels so good.”

I kissed down her back and pulled her bathing suit down her legs and off her entirely, leaving her tiny, tan body naked on the chair. I kissed all over her butt before I told her to turn over. Claire rolled over and smiled up at me. I lay down on top of her and kissed her. She kissed me back eagerly.

I moved down and kissed her neck again, and as she moaned, I slid my hand down to her pussy, which was already wet to my touch. With my other hand, I grabbed her left boob and squeezed it. I moved down to her small boobs and kissed slowly all around her nipples without touching them. She writhed against my mouth, desperately trying to have my mouth connect with her nipples. I took my mouth off her boobs, looked up at her, and silently shook my finger no, Dikembe Mutombo style.

I wanted her to know I was in control here. From our conversation a minute earlier, I got the sense that was what she wanted. I moved back to licking all around her nipples, before finally putting them in my mouth. Claire let out a yelp of pleasure.

I kissed down her incredibly toned stomach before finally getting to her what was clearly freshly-shaved pussy. I licked it up and down, tasting her wetness, before settling my tongue down on her clit, letting it dance around. As Claire’s moans and grinding against my tongue increased in pace and intensity, I slid two fingers inside her and made a “come here” motion against the roof of her pussy. Claire was practically screaming until she finally yelled, “Fuck, Jake, I’m cumming!” and I felt her pussy tighten hard around my fingers.

As she convulsed in pleasure, I moved up and kissed her, and she responded, surprising me with her vigor. Her tongue flitted into and explored my mouth, and I gladly returned the favor. I brought my fingers up and slid them in her mouth, and she licked them clean.

I stood up, untying my shorts and letting them slide down. Claire sat up on the edge of the chair and looked down at my fully-hard, 7” cock, ready for her. “You’ve got a nice cock,” she told me, matter-of-factly. “Thanks,” I said, grabbing her hair and guiding her head down to my cock, “let’s see how good you got at this last year.” Claire took my cock out of her mouth, bragging, “I was good at this before I even left here.”

I admired her arrogance, because she wasn’t kidding. She swirled her tongue around my head, before taking it in her mouth and sliding her mouth most of the way down the shaft. As she got to the lowest point, she looked up at me with her beautiful blue eyes. What a beautiful sight, my best friend’s sexy 18-year-old sister, with most of my cock in her mouth. “Fuck,” I moaned out, throwing my head back. As I did, it only made her attack with gusto, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth.

With chagrin, I pulled away from Claire’s mouth. I bent down and picked her up, putting my hands underneath her legs and standing up. It wasn’t hard because she was so small. Holding her in my arms, I kissed her, and put her down on the chair on her back, spreading her legs apart.

I positioned myself above her and slowly slid myself into her, exhaling slowly as I did. Claire moaned loudly, “Fuck, you’re big” (PSA: don’t fuck girls without wearing a condom, especially when they’ve bragged about how much sex they’ve had with multiple people).

Leaning back on my heels, I slid myself in and out of her, holding onto her legs to keep them spread out. “You feel so good,” she told me as I slowly picked up the pace. I pulled her towards me as I sat back, pulling her on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her tiny body, bouncing her up and down on my cock.

I scooted to the edge of the chair, still deep inside her, and I slowly stood up, again holding Claire up in the air in my arms. I slid her up and down on my cock, and her moans were so loud that I thought the neighbors might hear. All she could say was some combination of “oh my god,” “Jake,” and “fuck me.”

I lowered Claire back onto the chair and again lay over her. This time, I put her legs up on my shoulders and slid into her. “You’re so deep,” she grunted as I started to pound her with every muscle in my body, attempting to split her in half.

I could feel myself getting close, “Fuck, Claire, I’m gonna cum.” With a few last, desperate strokes as deep as I could go, I pulled out of her, spread her legs out, and stroked myself, shooting my cum in ropes across her stomach and chest.

I sat back on my heels again, basking in the feeling of having just cum hard. Claire breathed heavily, and absent-mindedly played with the cum that had reached her chest. “So…” I asked, “did I disappoint?” Claire smiled, “No, that was exactly what I was looking for.”

She grabbed her phone, “Fuck, I gotta go, I’m supposed to be home in 10 minutes.” She ran and jumped in the pool to clean the cum off of her. She got out and came over to me, kissing me deeply before putting her bathing suit and her shorts back on.

I led her to the front door, where she kissed me again and said goodbye with a smile and a wave. She sent me snapchats of herself in like lingerie and shit for like a year, but we didn’t see each other again for a long time.

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