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Hearing the doorbell ring I paused my movie and yawned. I was having a lazy day; one that I was hoping would include no interruptions. I quickly adjusted my bright blue tube top and skipped down the stairs. Looking out the peep hole I could see my older sister Jessica’s boyfriend, Chris. I opened the door quickly.
“Hey, Jessica’s working till close tonight.” I answered. Chris sighed and leaned against the door jamb. Chris was extremely hot; with dark brown short shaggy hair, deep grey eyes; a seductive smile even when he wasn’t trying. He was probably about 6′ tall; his skin a little pale. He was wearing a blue tee-shirt and jeans; which seemed ridiculous considering it was about 100 degrees and mid-July.
“That’s too bad,” he told me, snapping me out of my reverie. “I was looking forward to…seeing her today.” I rolled my eyes at his horrible attempt to shield me from saying ‘fucking your sister’. “What are you up to?” He asked, putting a hand in his pocket.
I bit my lip. Jessica did not like Chris and me hanging out together when she was there. She said we were too flirty, and she didn’t like my reply of ‘That’s just how I am.’ I doubted she would approve of us hanging out while she was slaving over customers. “I’m just watching Mean Girls up in my room. It’s too hot to do much else.” He grinned.
“You know, I always liked mean girls.” He admitted. I rolled my eyes.
“Of course you do.” I joked back.
“Can I come watch with you?” I contemplated for a minute. Then remembering how Jessica woke me up at the earliest hour of 10 am this morning to borrow my favorite sandals I grinned back.
“Sure,” I said, starting to head up the stairs to my bedroom. He quickly followed and I could feel his eyes on my perfect little ass in my jean mini skirt. I turned to smile at him again as we entered my room. He immediately flopped on my bed; like he was my boyfriend and he did this all the time. I sighed in regret that he wasn’t as I sat on the floor in front of my bed, starting the movie from where I had left off.
As we watched I started thinking. What was Chris doing with my sister? Sure, Jessica was pretty in that basic kind of way. She had straight blond hair, big blue eyes, was about 5’7″ and only weighed like 130; and most of that was in her 34C boobs. But she was such a bitch. She was the smart one in the family. Straight A’s. She was the president of her class; honor roll and had a perfect 4.0 GPA. She was anal retentive; often in a bitch mood. She had to have everything perfectly planned and perfectly organized.
I on the other hand, was a little more relaxed than my sister. I was still smart, I didn’t get straight A’s but I did have a 3.1 GPA, which isn’t bad. I liked to be spontaneous and party a lot more than I liked to have constructed study hours. My friends and my social life were more important to me than school was, and while my parents never compared the two of us, I knew I was the black sheep of the family. My father was a lawyer, my mother a professor. So I getting anything less than perfect was unacceptable. canlı bahis
I started dying my naturally blond curls a dark chestnut brown freshman year; to separate my sister and me. My blue eyes were already more of a navy than hers, and this accentuated them. While my sister was more conservative in her activities and clothing; I was a varsity cheerleader and wore things like tube tops and short skirts all the time. My 5’4″ frame might have been short; but my legs and stomach were toned from years of dance and cheerleading, and my tits were a nice comfortable 34Bs. Plus, they looked bigger on my tiny frame. My lips were the big pouty kind, and I always was wearing lip gloss on them. I had a steady stream of boyfriends and dates; but had only had sex with two guys-my boyfriend of freshman year and my last boyfriend of a year; the quarterback on the football team. Neither was that good, but now I was single, finally 18 and ready for senior year to start. My sister would be gone at college and I would be free to rein the school my way.
I had kind of fallen asleep thinking of all this when Chris tapped me on the head. I moaned quietly, trying to tell him to go away when he whispered “Wake up sleepy head” in my ear, with his smooth seductive voice. I opened my eyes immediately and turned my head, his face only inches from mine. I could just close the gap between us, I thought. Instead I stood up and went to turn the DVD player and TV off.
“Well, I guess you should get going.” I said my mind racing. Chris just shrugged and stretched out on my bed, putting his hands behind his head.
“What’s the rush?” He asked. “I don’t have anything to do all day.” I inwardly groaned. Of course he didn’t.
“Well, what do you want to do?” I asked, placing my thumbs in my back pockets of my short skirt.
He patted the spot next to him on my queen bed. “Come sit, we can talk.” I bit my lip but walked over, having to climb over him to sit. “So, Clair, what have you been up to lately?”
I shrugged. “Cheerleading practice most afternoons. Working most nights. Partying the days I’m not doing those two,” I grinned. He laughed.
“Yeah, your sister tells me you’re quite the party animal.” I roll my eyes.
“Well, since she doesn’t party, ever? Yeah to her I would be.” I said.
He laughed again. “Yeah, she isn’t really into the party scene. Of course, I had known you were before I started dating your sister.” I gave him a questioning look. “I had actually been to some parties that you were at. But I’m not a football player, so you never paid me any mind.” He said, poking me with a sly smile.
“Hey, I do not only hang out with football players!” I tried to defend myself.
“No, but you only date football players.” He argued back.
“No, my first boyfriend was not a football player. He was kind of a nerd.” I said.
“Ahh, that’s right. The only one who hasn’t been on a sports team? What was his name? Sam?” I nodded. “But my point was that you would never date a guy like me. Someone a little more dangerous; someone bahis siteleri who likes adventure. Spontaneous. Who’s never bought anything from Abercrombie.” I rolled my eyes.
“Excuse me, but I think it’s more the other way around. I don’t think you could ever date a girl like me. You know, someone smart and yet totally hot, very flexible, funny and fun to be around. Laid back and can hang out with just about anyone.”
“Oh sure,” he jibbed, “Every guy would hate to be with someone like that.” I giggled at his sarcastic tone. “I still think you could never date a guy like me more than I couldn’t date a girl like you.”
“You know what I don’t understand?” I said, nervous to admit what I was going to say. “How you could date someone like my sister.” I refused to look up at him, but I did hear him chuckle.
“Your sister isn’t that bed. Yes, she can be over controlling and a bit high maintenance, but she can let go and have fun too. You just never see that side of her,” he said, winking. I giggled again.
“Yeah, but you’re so laid back and chill, not to mention you have a bit of a reputation yourself.” I pointed out. He shrugged. “Plus, I hear you never date blondes.”
He laughed and played with the end of my hair. “That’s true; I do prefer brunettes. ” He whispered, looking into my eyes. I gulped, suddenly aware of how close we were.
“Yeah, well, it happens,” I whispered back. I looked down at my comforter and started twiddling my thumbs. Normally when I was nervous I would twirl my hair, but he was still doing that for me.
I felt him brush my hair behind my ear, leaning into whisper “You know, I used to have the biggest thing for you.” I turned my head, eyes wide and skin feeling very tingly.
“Really?” I asked, my voice high and squeaky. He nodded, still staring intensely at me.
“Oh yeah. I mean, don’t tell you sister, but I still think your hotter than she is. And you are able to have more fun than she is. But you just bounced from football player to football player. Then I noticed Jessica had a thing for me. So I hooked up with her.” My stomach was churning as I processed all this information. How badly I had wanted him, for so long, and he had wanted me to? My stupid; overbearing sister had ruined things for me.
“Wow, I, umm. I didn’t know that.” I said, still feeling butterflies in my stomach. He chuckled and kissed my ear softly.
“Just thought I’d let you know.” He whispered in my ear. My skin was burning; I had never been so turned on in my life. And he hadn’t even done anything really. It was ridiculous! I just nodded. “Clair?” He asked, kissing my neck now. I knew I should have pushed him away, but all I could think of was how badly I wanted him. I made a moan that told him to finish his statement. “Clair, I want you.” He whispered, kissing my cheek, right next to my lips. All I had to do was move over a centimeter and we would kiss.
I quickly ran through the consequences in my mind, but decided I didn’t care. I turned my head and kissed him, our lips moving together as his bahis şirketleri hands grabbed my head, wrapping his fingers in my hair. I moaned as I moved closer to him, intending to just lie next to him. However his hands quickly left my hair and grabbed my hips, forcing me to straddle him. As I felt his bulge growing I moaned quietly, grinding myself slowly on him. He moaned into my mouth, our lips and tongues still playing with one another. My hands quickly moved to the hem of his shirt; quickly grabbing it and tearing it off over his head.
He pushed me down next to him, still kissing. One hand was on my hip, the other supporting himself over me so that he wouldn’t crush me. I could feel his body on top of me, feel the heat radiating off of him, and it turned me on even more. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we both moaned. His lips started moving downward, leaving my mouth as he kissed my ear, my neck, and my shoulders. I groaned and felt my nipples get hard, my cunt already dripping. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and looked at me, eyes questioning. I nodded and he grinned, pulling it off over my head. I hadn’t been wearing a bra, so my tits were now free as he started to kiss my stomach and move upward, pulling a nipple into his mouth as he started to suck, a hand playing with the other one. As I felt his tongue and finger pull and caress me I started to moan, I had never had a guy do this so well. My hands grabbed his head, pulling his hair gently to urge him on. My eyes rolled back as a wave of pleasure over took me.
After a few minutes I couldn’t take it anymore and I pushed him off, unbuckling his jeans and pulling them and his boxers off. I kissed my way down his body now, avoiding his stiff cock, kissing his thighs and stomach before finally trailing my tongue from his belly button down to the head of his cock. He shuddered a bit as my tongue started to lick and caress it, kissing and sucking. My hands got to work on his balls, gently groping them while my mouth became a vacuum and I sucked his prick. I managed to deep throat it, my dark blue eyes always staying connected to his grey ones.
Chris grabbed my head; wrapping his fingers in my hair. I moaned, I loved it when a guy did that. He started lifting his hips up to my mouth, fucking my mouth. I relaxed my throat and accepted this, one of my hands wandering down to my clit to gently stroke it under my skirt. He started moaning louder and louder, his thrusting gaining more force. My mouth did its job; taking in as much as I could. “Fuck Clair,” he cried, “I’m going to cum!” I smiled as much as I could and moaned as he said that, urging him on. My fingers started to work faster and as he started spurting deep into my throat I had a mini orgasm. His hands wrapped tighter in my hair as he spurted cum in my mouth, moaning as I rolled my eyes back.
Finally he was done and he let go of my head, allowing me to breathe for a minute. He collapsed backwards on my bed and I sat down, body tingling with anticipation and pleasure. We sat there and looked at one another as I heard the door open to the house. My eyes opened wide and I froze; half dressed and cum drizzling down my face as my sister’s boyfriend looked back at me in shock; completely naked.
We were going to have to do something; fast.
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