Assficianado
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 31, 2010
- Location
- Florida
As he pulled into the libraries circular driveway, Mitch could see his little sister standing in the shadows by the entrance. It was 6 in the morning, but the sun hadn’t risen yet, and although the neighborhood they were in was good, he couldn’t blame her for keeping somewhat hidden. She was a young girl all alone, after all, and as he pulled up next to her and unlocked the passenger door to let her in, he was glad she was smart enough to realize that.
As she got in, he thought that not only was she a young girl, she was a ripe young girl. Barely 15, her birthday having happened just the week before, she was of that age where everything was perfect. She had a few extra pounds around her belly and hips, sure, but as Mitch watched her get herself settled, he couldn’t help but stare at his little sister. She was achingly cute, and as she turned her head to buckle her seat belt, her long black hair fell in a cascade over her shoulder and down her chest. She had obviously been partying the night before, the low cut blouse and sheer bra she wore giving him a view he hadn’t expected. Her breasts, although not large, seemed to be on her small frame, and as he heard the click of the seat belt, her bra fell away from her breast just enough to give him a glimpse of her nipple.
As he pulled off, he began to speak to her, even though he was watching the road ahead. “So you know Dad’s pissed. I don’t know when he’s going to let you back in, so until then I told Mom you’d be staying with me.” Mitch glanced over to see her looking at him, her cute face illuminated by the streetlights, the sprinkling of freckles across her cheeks and nose oddly visible in the low light. His eyes dropped down to her lap, and for a moment he wasn’t sure if she was wearing anything, but then he saw the hem of her skirt. It was high on her waist, and had he been sitting in front of her instead of beside her, he was sure he’d be able to see her panties.
His eyes once again on the road, he went on. “You gotta quit this shit, Sasha. Drinking is cool, but you can’t go home all fucked up! I know I live on the other side of town, but you should have your friends bring you to my place instead of home when you’re that trashed…but you shouldn’t be getting that trashed. Now you’ve made your problem my problem, but trust me, you’re going to pay your way.” Even as he spoke, Mitch couldn’t get the sight of Sasha’s breast and nipple out of his mind, and if that wasn’t bad enough, he kept glancing down at her lap to see her smooth, supple thighs, knowing that her little pussy was just out of sight. He could feel his cock beginning to stir and harden, his thick, 7 inch penis trying to swell and straighten within his thin linen slacks.
"You’re just lucky this happened at the start of summer vacation. No way would I take your ass to school every day.” Glancing at her, Mitch was reminded of how alike they were. He also had black hair and a smattering of freckles, and he looked very much like her, but he was 6’5 and 220. Lean but muscular, he had a swimmer’s body, and he tried to keep it that way. At 22, it was easy, but he wanted to stay in the habit, so he swam 100 laps every other day.
“So here’s the deal. While you stay with me, you cook dinner for us…you keep the house straightened up…and you make the bed in the morning. That’s another thing. I only have my bed, so you’ll have to sleep with me…unless you want to sleep in the recliner. You can try it out, but I doubt you’ll want to."
Mitch glanced at her again. He didn’t mind too terribly much. She was his little sister, and he did love her very much…and saying no to helping her was unthinkable…but…he also knew that a part of him was very happy, excited even, that she would be staying with him, and that was the part that was getting hard over seeing his own little sister’s body.
Mitch had known for quite some time that he had this perverse lust for her, and at first he felt really guilty about it, but as time passed, the guilt went away until he was left with only his fantasies. He had done some really depraved things with other girls before, but when he imagined doing them with Sasha, he would have the most incredible orgasms…for he often masturbated to her, sometimes to his fantasies and sometimes just to pictures of her…and the last girl he had picked up looked much like Sasha. The same size, same black hair, same firm, round ass and perky tits, and when he was orgasming, his cum shooting deep into the girl, it was Sasha’s face that he saw…so Mitch was very aware of his incestuous lust. Even though he never really thought it would go anywhere…because he didn’t think Sasha could possibly be as perverted as he was…just knowing that his sister would be sleeping in his little bed for however many nights was tremendously exciting.
After almost an hour’s drive, for he lived on the other side of the city, way out in the boonies, he pulled up the gravel driveway to the little cottage he rented. It was small, but it was nice, and as soon as he got some decent furniture, it would be very nice. His double bed was the best piece of furniture in the house, and although it was only a double, it was very thick and very comfortable. The cottage itself was far from any neighbors, so it was quiet.
As they got out, he grabbed her overnight bag from the back seat. “We’ll get more of your stuff later today or tomorrow when Dad is at work.” He led her up the path and, unlocking the door, led her into the house and to his bedroom. Dropping her bag on the floor, he said “I’ll clear some room in my dresser and closet for you…but this won’t be a long time thing.” Mitch stepped up until his chest was grazing her breasts as he looked down at her. “I don’t mind helping you, Sasha…you’re my little sister, and I’ll always be here for you…but you’ll have to help me, too. Whatever you can do to make this easier for me, please do so. When I’m working, please try not to disturb me. It may look like I’m just on the computer, but that’s my job…unless you catch me looking at porn. That’s not my job, but it would be nice to have a job like that.” He gave her a mischievous smile as he pulled her into his arms and hugged her. He kissed her hair as he said “I’m sorry dad kicked you out, but don’t worry. It’ll be okay. You’ll always have someplace to call home, either here or there.” As he embraced her, Mitch suddenly felt the gentle give of her belly …but he felt it on his cock. He was still partially hard, his cock sticking straight up and held there by his slacks. As soon as he realized it, it stiffened even more, for it was exciting to feel his cock against his sister’s body, and the realization that she might feel it and know what it was was a huge turn-on…but as he broke their embrace and gently pushed her away, he figured that she might still be too drunk to realize that her brother had a hard on for no other reason that because she was there with him...if she felt it at all.
“If you want to take a shower, it’s right there. There are towels in the cabinet. I’m going back to bed for awhile. I got the call from mom at 3 and I went to bed at 11, so I need a few hours yet. The side with the nightstand is my side…no…whatever side I’m on is my side.” He smiled at her and before he turned away and stripped off his shirt to reveal his broad shoulders, sculpted back, and muscular arms. “I’ll be getting up at 10:00, so if you’re beside me then, you’ll be getting up too.” Mitch unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks and let them fall to the floor. He was wearing boxers, but his hard cock was still very obvious. He stood motionless for a moment before glancing over his shoulder to see Sasha closing the bathroom door behind herself.
Kicking off his slacks, Mitch slipped between the sheets and thought about Sasha. He hoped their father would let her come home soon…but as he thought about her body, about the nipple slip he had seen earlier, about the hem of her skirt showing him her thighs damned near right up to her pussy…a pussy he imagined was waxed smooth and bare…Mitch also hoped their father would remain angry for a long, long time. By the time he drifted off to sleep, his thoughts were filled with his little sister, and his thick cock was rock hard…and with no blanket, his erection was obvious beneath the sheet, but Mitch didn’t care, because he was fast asleep.
As she got in, he thought that not only was she a young girl, she was a ripe young girl. Barely 15, her birthday having happened just the week before, she was of that age where everything was perfect. She had a few extra pounds around her belly and hips, sure, but as Mitch watched her get herself settled, he couldn’t help but stare at his little sister. She was achingly cute, and as she turned her head to buckle her seat belt, her long black hair fell in a cascade over her shoulder and down her chest. She had obviously been partying the night before, the low cut blouse and sheer bra she wore giving him a view he hadn’t expected. Her breasts, although not large, seemed to be on her small frame, and as he heard the click of the seat belt, her bra fell away from her breast just enough to give him a glimpse of her nipple.
As he pulled off, he began to speak to her, even though he was watching the road ahead. “So you know Dad’s pissed. I don’t know when he’s going to let you back in, so until then I told Mom you’d be staying with me.” Mitch glanced over to see her looking at him, her cute face illuminated by the streetlights, the sprinkling of freckles across her cheeks and nose oddly visible in the low light. His eyes dropped down to her lap, and for a moment he wasn’t sure if she was wearing anything, but then he saw the hem of her skirt. It was high on her waist, and had he been sitting in front of her instead of beside her, he was sure he’d be able to see her panties.
His eyes once again on the road, he went on. “You gotta quit this shit, Sasha. Drinking is cool, but you can’t go home all fucked up! I know I live on the other side of town, but you should have your friends bring you to my place instead of home when you’re that trashed…but you shouldn’t be getting that trashed. Now you’ve made your problem my problem, but trust me, you’re going to pay your way.” Even as he spoke, Mitch couldn’t get the sight of Sasha’s breast and nipple out of his mind, and if that wasn’t bad enough, he kept glancing down at her lap to see her smooth, supple thighs, knowing that her little pussy was just out of sight. He could feel his cock beginning to stir and harden, his thick, 7 inch penis trying to swell and straighten within his thin linen slacks.
"You’re just lucky this happened at the start of summer vacation. No way would I take your ass to school every day.” Glancing at her, Mitch was reminded of how alike they were. He also had black hair and a smattering of freckles, and he looked very much like her, but he was 6’5 and 220. Lean but muscular, he had a swimmer’s body, and he tried to keep it that way. At 22, it was easy, but he wanted to stay in the habit, so he swam 100 laps every other day.
“So here’s the deal. While you stay with me, you cook dinner for us…you keep the house straightened up…and you make the bed in the morning. That’s another thing. I only have my bed, so you’ll have to sleep with me…unless you want to sleep in the recliner. You can try it out, but I doubt you’ll want to."
Mitch glanced at her again. He didn’t mind too terribly much. She was his little sister, and he did love her very much…and saying no to helping her was unthinkable…but…he also knew that a part of him was very happy, excited even, that she would be staying with him, and that was the part that was getting hard over seeing his own little sister’s body.
Mitch had known for quite some time that he had this perverse lust for her, and at first he felt really guilty about it, but as time passed, the guilt went away until he was left with only his fantasies. He had done some really depraved things with other girls before, but when he imagined doing them with Sasha, he would have the most incredible orgasms…for he often masturbated to her, sometimes to his fantasies and sometimes just to pictures of her…and the last girl he had picked up looked much like Sasha. The same size, same black hair, same firm, round ass and perky tits, and when he was orgasming, his cum shooting deep into the girl, it was Sasha’s face that he saw…so Mitch was very aware of his incestuous lust. Even though he never really thought it would go anywhere…because he didn’t think Sasha could possibly be as perverted as he was…just knowing that his sister would be sleeping in his little bed for however many nights was tremendously exciting.
After almost an hour’s drive, for he lived on the other side of the city, way out in the boonies, he pulled up the gravel driveway to the little cottage he rented. It was small, but it was nice, and as soon as he got some decent furniture, it would be very nice. His double bed was the best piece of furniture in the house, and although it was only a double, it was very thick and very comfortable. The cottage itself was far from any neighbors, so it was quiet.
As they got out, he grabbed her overnight bag from the back seat. “We’ll get more of your stuff later today or tomorrow when Dad is at work.” He led her up the path and, unlocking the door, led her into the house and to his bedroom. Dropping her bag on the floor, he said “I’ll clear some room in my dresser and closet for you…but this won’t be a long time thing.” Mitch stepped up until his chest was grazing her breasts as he looked down at her. “I don’t mind helping you, Sasha…you’re my little sister, and I’ll always be here for you…but you’ll have to help me, too. Whatever you can do to make this easier for me, please do so. When I’m working, please try not to disturb me. It may look like I’m just on the computer, but that’s my job…unless you catch me looking at porn. That’s not my job, but it would be nice to have a job like that.” He gave her a mischievous smile as he pulled her into his arms and hugged her. He kissed her hair as he said “I’m sorry dad kicked you out, but don’t worry. It’ll be okay. You’ll always have someplace to call home, either here or there.” As he embraced her, Mitch suddenly felt the gentle give of her belly …but he felt it on his cock. He was still partially hard, his cock sticking straight up and held there by his slacks. As soon as he realized it, it stiffened even more, for it was exciting to feel his cock against his sister’s body, and the realization that she might feel it and know what it was was a huge turn-on…but as he broke their embrace and gently pushed her away, he figured that she might still be too drunk to realize that her brother had a hard on for no other reason that because she was there with him...if she felt it at all.
“If you want to take a shower, it’s right there. There are towels in the cabinet. I’m going back to bed for awhile. I got the call from mom at 3 and I went to bed at 11, so I need a few hours yet. The side with the nightstand is my side…no…whatever side I’m on is my side.” He smiled at her and before he turned away and stripped off his shirt to reveal his broad shoulders, sculpted back, and muscular arms. “I’ll be getting up at 10:00, so if you’re beside me then, you’ll be getting up too.” Mitch unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks and let them fall to the floor. He was wearing boxers, but his hard cock was still very obvious. He stood motionless for a moment before glancing over his shoulder to see Sasha closing the bathroom door behind herself.
Kicking off his slacks, Mitch slipped between the sheets and thought about Sasha. He hoped their father would let her come home soon…but as he thought about her body, about the nipple slip he had seen earlier, about the hem of her skirt showing him her thighs damned near right up to her pussy…a pussy he imagined was waxed smooth and bare…Mitch also hoped their father would remain angry for a long, long time. By the time he drifted off to sleep, his thoughts were filled with his little sister, and his thick cock was rock hard…and with no blanket, his erection was obvious beneath the sheet, but Mitch didn’t care, because he was fast asleep.