SISTER FUCKS BROTHER AFTER A BAD DATE - Sex Stories

SISTER FUCKS BROTHER AFTER A BAD DATE

I grew up in Greenville, NC... a little town about an hour and a half east of Raleigh. My only sibling was my brother, Justin, who was a year younger than me. While growing up, we were pretty close, although we managed to have occasional disagreements and quarrels, like any two kids, but for the most part we hung together.... especially when we were young. Our bedrooms were on the second floor of our house, and we shared a bathroom at the end of the hall. Our parents’ bedroom was on the ground floor, so they didn’t always hear our sibling spats... which, now that I think of it, was probably by design.

Some of our quarrels ended up in physical tussles, although we never really hurt each other... just rolled around until both of us ran out of steam. As we got older... especially into our mid-teens and high school... our grappling became much less frequent since, inevitably, Justin became too strong and dominating for it to make any difference.

I was fortunate enough to develop early, which meant by the time I was a sophomore in high school, I was considered an attractive girl, with auburn hair, green eyes, and a pretty smile. I was also very shapely, with a tight ass and big, soft 35E breasts. My looks.... and especially my boobs.... garnered lots of attention from the guys.... and even the girls.... in my classes. I was always one of the most popular girls in school, and was never at a loss for dates and boyfriends.

I could tell that Justin noticed my young, nubile ...

... breasts, too, because when we did scuffle during our quibbles, he spent most of his time nudging and squeezing them... and sometimes even grabbing my pussy and rubbing his crotch up against me... until our little row was over.

Since he was my brother, I didn’t always acknowledge it, but Justin had developed early, too, and had become a fairly handsome, well-built young man by the time he was in high school. When I was a junior and he was a sophomore, he was already on the varsity wrestling team. He was the regional champion in the 195 lbs weight class, so he was big and strong... with broad shoulders, a flat stomach, thick chest and tight butt. Even as a sophomore, Justin was extremely popular... especially with the girls... even the juniors and seniors... so he was rarely without a date, too.

During our occasional squabbles that sometimes involved a little physical wrangling, I was not averse to nudging and grabbing Justin’s crotch as we rolled around on the sofa or living room carpet. So, I was well aware that he had an impressive cock. I’d never seen it... or felt it... fully erect, but it often became semi-hard during these skirmishes, so I had a good idea that he was packing. I think sometimes I even started a tiff just to get into a jostling match so I could get my boobs tweaked, and grab a handful of semi-hard penis.

During the early part of the summer before my senior year, our parents took a trip out of town, leaving Justin and me alone for the weekend. This ...