I Never Saw It Coming-Pt. 1
“Mom, why do I have to babysit her!? Its Saturday and I had plans with my friends!” I screamed.
“No questions about it, young man. Its much easier to get you to do it and besides, Katy likes you better than getting an unknown babysitter here.”
Even though she was right, I was still pissed off. It was a goddamn Saturday and having to cancel plans with friends to babysit my sister sucked. I didn’t even know why she needed me to watch her. She 13 for God’s sake! Oh well, bitching isn’t gonna do me any good now. Mom was off on her next date and wouldn’t be back until around 10 or later.
Mom has started dating more now after my parents got divorced and she usually had a date every weekend. But it’s not all bad, Katy is actually pretty fun to hang out with and, unlike most sisters, she’s really cool and not a brat at all. I’ve done this before and we usually end up having a good time, but every other time I’ve done this, I haven’t had plans made with my friends!
It still amazed me that Katy hasn’t really been out before with her friends other than after school or something and she never even really had a boyfriend. I never understood that because, even me, her brother I mind you, found her very attractive. She had dark, tanned skin, since she was always outside, jet black, curly hair that went down to her mid back, slim figure, only about maybe 5 pounds over weight, and the most gorgeous green eyes I’ve ever seen. (Don’t judge me, if you saw her you’d think the same way.)
It seemed that she never took any interest in the boys at her school. She always seemed more interested in me. Her jealousy was always very obvious if I was dating someone and whenever I’d ask her what kind of guy she liked, she would just reply, “someone like you.” This, obviously wasn’t the way a sister should act to her brother but I never really paid any attention to it. Its like when a child tries to sell something and all of the adults in the room think its “cute” I just thought Katy was being “cute” and I never thought about it again.
Even though I’m out with my friends frequently, I’ve never really been in that many relationships. All of the girls in my school either already had a boyfriend or I was friends with. That’s the kind of guy I am. The “friend” to all the girls. I never complained about this, I actually would say I enjoy hanging out with the girls more than guys. But none of them ever took any sexual attraction to me. Usually when I would ask a girl out she would say, “Wait your not gay??” then I would leave and never talk to them again out of sheer embarrassment, so I just gave up completely.
But it never really got to me. Even though I would be disappointed that a girl said no to me, it was for the best because the girls in my school, not to sound smug, were just very immature and if I started talking about anything I liked, they would just stare at me with a blank look on their face and ask “Who the hell is David Bowie?” That’s something that always got to me when a girl didn’t know what I was talking about in terms of music or movies. Katy was different.
Since we both grew up together, she would always listen to the same music or watch the same movies as I would. I get most of this from my dad who, since I was about 3 raised me to be very cultured. Hell Katy would even play the same video games as I would.
That’s usually what we would end up doing. We’d stay up, watch movies and play games. Most of my friends joked with me about how she was the perfect girl. I knew they weren’t joking. No matter how much they want to deny it, I know that they loved my sister.
But, back to the real story, it was about 5 or so when my mom left and Katy had just sat down on the couch with me. As usual, she snuck up behind me and kissed me on the cheek. She frequently wore lipgloss and today was no exeption as the she left a mark on my cheek. She'd done this before and she always wore the type that I could never quite get off until the next morning. I couldn’t help but admire what she was wearing. It being summer and all she was wearing a white linen skirt that stopped about halfway to her knees, and a tight black tank top that she frequently wore. I knew this was wrong, but I’d never do anything. I love my sister but I don’t love my sister.
But, putting that aside, we talked on the couch a little while. I brought up the subject of why she wasn’t dating any boys in her school once again and she responded the same way she always does, “Because there’s no one like you there.”
Once again, I paid no attention to this comment and went on with our conversation. But then she asked me this;
“Chris, what’s it like to kiss a girl?”
I stuttered “uh’s” for about a minute. I couldn’t really think of what to say. Was she coming on to me? Nah.
“Well…it’s like…uh…I really don’t know how to describe it. You’ll just have to wait for your first kiss.”
I got up and tried to shake off that last question. I didn’t really know what to say. Then it hit me. Oh my God, I’m a fucking IDIOT! My little 13 year old sister, since the day she got into middle school, has been trying to get with me?! No. It cant be. Wait, it all makes sense. All those times she’s talked about wanting a guy like me. No. I could never do that. She’s my little sister and its wrong. I know it is.
I went to the bathroom and splashed my face with cold water to try and calm myself down. I really couldn’t believe it. My sis wants to be with me? I mean, she was beautiful and she is the perfect girl--NO! I couldn’t. I know its wrong.
I went back to the living room and Katy was still on the couch. I asked her what she wanted for dinner. I could tell she saw that I was flustered as she giggled a little at my pathetic attempts to try and hide it.
“Oh, I’m not hungry right now. I’ll get something later.” she said in that sweet voice. “But Chris, you never answered my question, what’s it like to kiss a girl for you?”
I finally mustered up an answer. I knew what I was about to do was wrong but I couldn’t resist. If she didn’t want me in this way then she would hate me forever, so I thought of a response that would tell me what she wanted.
“Katy, its one of the most passionate things a boy and a girl can do for each other and its impossible to explain, you’ll just have to wait until you have your first kiss.”
Then, she gave me exactly what I was looking for.
“Chris,” she said in sexy tone, “will you give me my first kiss?” she said this with a smile.
I couldn’t control myself. I slowly caressed my hand across her smooth skin of her face, put my hands through her hair, and moved her towards my face.
Our lips met and she tasted so sweet. The strawberry lip-gloss she was wearing coated my lips and tongue and made it that much better. She was shaking. She was nervous. It was the kind of shaking you get that starts at the core of your body and echoes through the rest of it. I have to admit, I was too. We closed our eyes and dove deep into a passionate kiss. Soon, our tongues met. She was massaging my mouth and I was doing the same to her.
I ran my hands down her back and lifted her shirt up just a little. I caressed her silky skinned back and slowly moved her shirt up, more and more. She shivered at my touch and I could feel the chill bumps forming on her back. She did the same back to me.
We stopped for a minute only for her to confess something to me.
“Chris, I must tell you that, I’ve been fantasizing about being with you for so long.” I looked deep into those beautiful green eyes and saw the lust and passion that had been stored deep inside her. “I’ve even pleasured myself to the thought of us being together.” A look of slight shock went over my face. She said this as if it would lesser my opinion of her or something.
“Its alright Katy.” I said in a soothing voice to her. “I must admit I’ve done the same thing.” It was uncontrollable. That statement was true. I couldn’t help but imagine myself with my sister even if I knew it wasn’t right.
A look of relief went across her face as I said that. She looked at me and smiled. We started kissing again, like before, but this time, there was no hesitation. No matter how wrong society might say this is, it felt natural and so right to us.
I asked if we could take this to the bedroom and she quickly agreed. I picked her up and my arms and proceeded to carry her to my room. I closed the door behind me and put her down. I kicked off my shoes as we kissed again. She was kissing back this time, and hard. So much so that she eventually had me against the wall. Holding her hands at my shoulders, standing on her toes trying to match my 6 foot tall frame. I quickly regained control and turned her around so her back was facing me. I gently grabbed her chin to point her gaze up at me. I moved my head down so I could reach her lips and kiss her even more.
I wrapped my right hand around her waist, sliding her shirt up and caressing her smooth, flat stomach while my left hand was loosely wrapped around her throat sliding up and down it ever so slowly. She was pressed so tightly against me that I’m sure she could feel the hardening member in my pants.
Soon her shirt was completely off and her beautiful breasts were there only covered up by a very erotic back laced bra. She had wonderful breasts. Not too big and not too small. About a B cup size which was perfect for me. I was never a fan of extremely large breasts.
She regained her control over me and guided me over to my bed and laid me down. She got on top of me and slid my shirt off. I started rubbing her outer thighs and sliding up her skirt. She bent down and kissed me again. My hands were working on their own and they went up and started caressing the bottom of her ass.
I flipped her over so I was on top. She stopped me for a minute.
“Chris, I want you so bad right now.” I shivered in ecstasy when she said that. “Please, Chris, I want you to make love to me, I want you to be my first.”
I had to confess something to her.
“Katy, you’re going to be my first too.” She smiled at me as her eyes widened.
“Really? I’m gonna be your first too? I’m so glad this both of our first times.”
I sat up as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I pushed her skirt up a little to reveal her sexy, black, laced panties. I was in shock. Had she been planning this? Did she wear this for me? At this point I didn’t care. I wanted her just as much as she wanted me.
I undid her skirt to completely be rid of it. I tossed it in the corner with our shirts. She looked up at me biting her lower lip while smiling at me. I loved that. She once again regained control and got on top of me. I could feel her getting wet through her panties. I reached up and finally took her bra off. Her breasts were beautiful. The same color as the rest of her body, with even darker nipples. She was just a little over a handful and that was perfect for me. I fondled her breasts some more and played with her tiny nipples.
“Oh God, Chris, please don’t stop, that feels so good!”
“Sweetie, I haven’t even started yet!”
I saw the smile on her face grow when I said that. She gained enough consciousness to undo my pants. She knew just how to do it too. Slowly undid my belt and unbuttoning me. My cock was fully erect now and was pushing through my jeans. She slowly unzipped me, letting it glide over my throbbing cock.
I was massaging her sides and working my hands into the edges of her panties. Once my pants were completely undone, she quickly took them off and tossed them to the side. My cock was sticking straight up in my boxer sorts. But before she took them off, I turned her over so I could have control again.
I began by kissing her neck and working down to her breasts. I started sucking on her nipples. She couldn’t muster up any words. All she could do was cry out in sheer pleasure. I moved my way down again, not letting my hands move from her breasts. I was kissing her stomach, tracing the slight outline of her abs with my tongue down to her belly button. I moved further down to the waistband of her panties and she started shivering again. I grabbed her panties with my teeth and started to slowly take them off.
To my surprise she was completely shaven!
“Oh my God Katy. You…shave?”
She simply nodded. She then added, “Just for you.”
So she had been planning this all along. I slowly worked my tongue around her small virgin slit. She was so soaking wet and she tasted so good. She let out a little whimper as my tongue first touched her. I maybe a virgin, but I know what to do when it comes to sex. I slowly opened up her pussy with my fingers and began to eat her out like crazy. I moved my tongue from the bottom of her pussy up to her clit. I was penetrating deep into her with my tongue. She screamed out in pleasure over and over again. It had only been a minute or two when she finally let out a cry of ecstasy and had her first orgasm.
I sat up and looked down at her. She laid there, on the verge of falling asleep, breathing heavily, with one arm lying on her pillow above her head while the other was draped across her stomach. She didn’t say anything for awhile, but when her orgasm subsided, she sat up, looked at me and whispered, “Its your turn now, big brother.” I knew what she meant.
I laid down on the bed, my boxers still on, and she straddled me. She leaned down and gave me another passionate kiss. She moved down to my neck, then to my chest, and finally my abdomen. Running her hands down my torso, she looked up at me and gave me a big Cheshire-Cat smile as her fingers wrapped around the elastic prison keeping her prize away.
Slowly, she began to remove my underwear. My cock was sticking strait up and caught the waist band. She gave out an innocent giggle as my cock jumped out. Looking up at me, giving me that smile again, I could tell she wasn’t clueless about this either. Just from the lustful look in her eye, I could tell she knew what to do.
She wasted no time at all. She quickly engulfed all of my throbbing member into her mouth. Not able to take all of my cock in her mouth, she stroked the remainder. She’s defiantly seen how to do this before. While alternating back and forth between jerking me off and sucking me, she would occasionally give me a quick smile, much different from before, this one showed off what was really inside her. There was no more innocence, and I loved it.
I was getting closer. Each pump she gave of my cock brought me closer and closer.
“Oh God, Katy,” I screamed, “I’m about to cum!”
She took my cock out of her mouth and said, “Cum for me Chris. Cum for your little sister!”
These words sent me over the edge. Not one second after she said that, I exploded. She quickly put it back in her mouth and caught all of my cum. The idea of my little sister catching my load in her mouth just made me cum more. I could feel her as she tried to swallow every last bit of it. She succeeded.
I was spent now. She sat up, wiping the little drops of semen from her mouth with the back of her hand. I just laid there on her bed, about to pass out. She climbed up on top of me, lying on my chest about to fall asleep when I heard something. Something that sounded like a lock turning, then a door opening.
“Chris, Katy, I’m home!”
To Be Continued…