Injured Sister - Sex Stories

Injured Sister

My mom died when I was 10. Dad and I lived by ourselves for years after she died. Dad didn't date much, but every once in while he would meet someone and go out. When he met Francine they hit it off and before long he made the announcement they were going to marry. Dad and Francine hadn’t known each other long and were married a few months after they met. I was shocked. So was Francine's daughter Kelly. We had our respective parents to ourselves for years. But now we were going to have another parent as well as a sibling. Dad sold our house and they bought a larger one with four bedrooms. The house was two story with three bedrooms up stairs and the master on the ground floor. All of us liked it with the exception of Kelly. The house had two showers, one upstairs, one down stairs and both were double sized. But Kelly didn't like it because there wasn't a bath tub and she loved bubble baths. We moved in and after a few months were beginning to get comfortable. Kelly and I didn't have a lot in common. She was a cheerleader, on the honor roll and member of half a dozen clubs at our school. I on the other hand, didn't much care about grades and was a member of only one club, the car club. I was a died in the wool motor head. When I was 14 I had saved my money and bought an 1956 Studebaker commander. I had been working on it since. I had installed a 350 Chevrolet v-8 with port injection and a five speed manual tranny with a 4:56 locker rear end. A friend had painted it for me. It ...

... was a dark metal flake blue with dark tinted windows. The interior was done in grey leather and had a 5000 watt stereo. For Kelly that was my one saving grace. She loved to ride to school with me because everyone looked at my car as it passed. Dad and Francine both worked second shift at the Boeing plant so Kelly and I spent a lot of evenings alone at home. Kelly would invite her boys friends over in the evenings. Each one was a jock and always looked down on me for my love of machines. I knew they wanted me to disappear, but I wouldn't. I loved hanging around and being a thorn in the works. Final Kelly got angry and after her boyfriend left called me on it. "Damn it Trace!" She screamed at me,"Why can't you leave us alone!" "What if I do?" I said with a grin,"and you get yourself pregnant? Dad and Francine would kill me for letting it happen." "I would never fuck any of those guys!" She screamed,"and if I did it wouldn't matter." "Why's that?" I asked wondering what she meant. "Mom put me on birth control a year ago." She huffed,"So I can't get pregnant." That shocked me, I didn't know what to say. Finally I choked out,"Alright, ok. I guess you can't get pregnant." Kelly switched gears and tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she said,"Those guys are the cool guys. I need to date them and make them like me. Please, can you just leave us alone?" "Ok," I replied, but then my big brother instinct kicked in,"but you let them know if they hurt you, I hurt them." Kelly looked ...