Her Older Sister
They all slept on the floor of her parents’ house after her 18th birthday. Her friends, his brother, her sister. They could have slept upstairs in their bedrooms and let the lads all sleep on the floor, but she’d insisted they should have a proper sleepover. The sisters’ parents were very good like that.
Months before, the older sister had come down to see him at university and stayed with him in her bedroom. It had meant to be as friends, she did sleep on the floor, but he had soon joined her.
Her older sister was so skinny she was borderline anorexic. She was only just nineteen, herself about the same age as him, but her body was not what he was used to. Still, he loved touching her.
She had nervously lain still as he unbuttoned her pajamas and touched her body. She knew he was a virgin for sure. This was probably why her parents had let her go and stay with. His and her mothers were best friends from way back. Perhaps they thought the two of them would get together and unite the families.
Well, not much hope there. He didn’t really fancy her, not that much anyway. Her bony face and bony body weren’t the soft curves he was used to, and she was shy and awkward. He preferred more confident women. She even had a lisp. Really, he might have said she had nothing going for her. But that wasn’t true.
First of all, she was there and willing to let him do things to her. In his mind, that was always the most important thing. He was a horn dog and in his first year at university. He needed as much sex as he could get.
Secondly, the way she lay still breathing heavily, allowing him to move across her body, smiling when she looked her in the face, was plenty for his rock-hard erection to get turned on by.
And this body? Well, there was something exciting about running his hands over ribs and touching breasts that appeared no more than budding but had nipples so tall, erect, and hard that they were still made for sucking on, however little boob she had.
So that’s what she had done, sucked on them. Sucked on while he pleasured himself against her thin leg. The first time he came with her that weekend, she visited he had done little more than rub himself like a dog against her skinny leg while he pulled at her tiny teats with his lips clamped tightly.
Then he had come off her, knowing his heavy cum load would be soaking into her pretty pajama bottoms. So cute she wore these! Not really sexy, but sexy because it showed an innocence that she wouldn’t be having sex with him.
He moved up to kiss her. They hadn’t kissed so far. He was weird like that, but he always challenged himself to see if kissing could be avoided until some other kind of contact had been made. Just a silly thing he’d set himself, but actually, he found that intensity of looks and careful, needy hands were often what turned a woman on most. Too much kissing right away made him appear conventional. They liked him to be a little different.
He put his hand on her head and looked right over her, his lips so near. He kissed her nose and cheeks with sudden passion. Then pulled her towards him and kissed her lips hard like he was in a black and white movie, not opening mouths but pressing very hard.
When he pulled off, he could already feel he was getting hard, and it came to rest on the top of her hands that stretched out beside her, where she lay flat.
“Ever tasted cum?” he whispered very close to her face, their eyes locked. She had a little fear, it seemed to him, but also excitement. She shook her head slightly. And with that, he brought up two fingers to her mouth and rested them on her lips. They were covered in a scoop of his cum from where he had shot a load onto her.
She opened her mouth as he pressed and let them go in. He smiled so wide at her then. Seeing that, feeling her tongue lick his fingers, made his cock spring up fully again. He could have fucked her right then, taken her virginity. But somehow that didn’t seem right with someone so slim, so frail, probably kind of ill. But those considerations didn’t make him stop altogether. He needed to do something with her. She needed it too, he was sure, despite her silence. And man, she sucked on those fingers so well, so willingly!
Moving away from that pretty but gaunt face was hard, but he needed to offer his cock to her mouth, just to see what she would do. He withdrew his fingers and wiped them across her face. Then didn’t say anything but moved his body up so his cock tapped at her mouth.
And damn it if she didn’t blow on it! Blow on it! She probably thinks that’s what a blowjob is!
He nudged in closer, and she put her lips to the wet end of his dick. Or maybe he had pushed it there? Didn’t matter; a miracle occurred. She started licking at the cum that was left there. Oh yes, just must have loved the taste and wanted more!
Open up now, pretty, and get a full load!
And of course she did. He didn’t fuck her mouth; he was very good like that. He’d only ever done that to girls more experienced than him, the ones who seemed to want to impress by how far they could take it. Yes, they’d gag, but fuck that, didn’t matter, did it? As long as they were happy to keep sucking and didn’t tell him to stop. Little put him off.
But with her, he just made sure it was far enough in to make sucking on it a real thing. And she did. She swirled her head around the end of his cock constantly as he rocked and moaned and told her how good she was and how she should do this all the time, men would love her, he loved her. Yes, that could have been confused with loving her in general, but surely no woman could confuse that when their mouth is full of your cock? Love the blowjob, not the person. Oh, well, he’d live with the consequences of whatever happened there with that comment.
And soon enough, he was cumming in her mouth. He grabbed his dick as she pulled off too quickly (shocked from what was happening in her mouth, he thought!) and kept on jerking himself right into her face. He couldn’t resist a slap to her pronounced cheekbones to eke out the last of those good feelings. Three hard slaps.
“Ouch!”
“Haha, sorry, that was so good. I just needed it. You want to sleep now? It’s very late.”
She went in to cuddle him, and she took her in his arms. She was weird to cuddle, just not enough juicy flesh, but still, that was awesome, he thought.
Later, the same weekend, he took her virginity. But that’s another story. The one being told today is her younger sister’s 18th birthday party and the sleepover that went with it.
So many young people in one room.
Things are bound to happen right!
