The Quarterback's Little s****r - Sex Stories

The Quarterback's Little s****r

... clear mind; he was going to finally fuck his beautiful little s****r. - "I don't think I have to beat into you boys what an important game this is," Brad's coach said in practice early the next week. "You all signed up for this. I know you've seen the rankings. You've read what they're saying." Brad was ready. This could end up being his best year, with the best combination of guys he could hope to play with. Everything was going right, and he wasn't about to mess things up. After the coach spoke they joined hands and chanted before breaking to hit the showers. He got to see his little s****r that week. She'd just gotten back from cleaning up after cheer practice and she was drying her hair with a towel when he knocked on her dorm room door. She was happy as always, excited that her big b*****r had come to visit her in the dorms. All the other girls went gaga over him when they saw him in the halls. It felt like he was all hers. "Hey troublemaker," Brad said as he picked her up with only one arm when he walked in the room. Emily could feel his big chest as he squeezed her against him; even his arm felt hardened around her waist. "Oh hey Deb, what's going on?" Brad said to Emily's roommate. He tried to look excited to see her, but he'd actually been hoping to be alone with Emily. Deb said hello to her b*****r and fumbled over her words as she asked Brad about the upcoming game. "I'm putting this one all on the cheerleader's actually," Brad said, watching his little s****r ...

... roll her eyes, "if they do a good job this week, we'll all be just fine." Deb laughed while Emily shot her b*****r a sideways look. She wondered if he was talking about something else, and even though he was being a bit presumptuous, she knew she had promised him something. Brad had to be careful not to be too obvious about how hot he found his little s****r in just a thin top and shorts. She had planned to spend the night in studying. At the moment she was wondering what her big b*****r might have planned for the evening, showing up at her dorm room unannounced. Technically, they hadn't discussed engaging in any of their extracurriculars on days other than the Friday before a game. Maybe he wanted more than that? Apparently, her roommate wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to spend time with the school quarterback, even if both he and Emily were wondering what might happen between them if Deborah had left. It was okay though, the three spent about an hour chatting and laughing out loud. Emily simply couldn't spend enough time with her b*****r, and she was ensnared by his blue eyes and how often they found her as they talked. He had such an endearing quality about him; both Deb and Emily felt totally at ease. "See ya Friday s*s?" Brad asked as he gathered his things to leave. "You bet loser," Emily promised. On his way out, Brad flicked his fingers once and caught his s****r on her plump little butt cheek. Emily shrieked and pushed him out the door before shutting it behind ...