Taking My Sister's Virginity - Sex Stories

Taking My Sister's Virginity

... Suddenly Lisa jumped in too and it was two against one. I picked Andrea up and tossed her into deeper water, then dunked Lisa. We horsed around some more and had a great time where I made sure while horsing around to get a good grip on Andrea's ass, brush her medium sized tits and dunk her so very briefly so that her head was at my crotch. I also did some more subtle touches to Lisa. Eventually, we were all hungry and thirsty and got out of the pool. I suggested, in my big brother way, that Lisa go and get us some ice tea. Once she was gone, I said, turning on the full charm, “So Andrea, you really have blossomed into one very good looking woman.” “R-r-really?” she stammered, clearly surprised by my words. I put my hand on her leg, “Really.” I let the silence linger, before adding, going on the full offensive, “You have an amazing body, a sexy smile and lips to die for.” Andrea's face flushed, “Y-y-you really think so?” “I know so,” I said, my hand moving up her leg slowly. Her whole body trembled just as we heard the door open. I gave her leg a meaningful squeeze before moving my hand away and adding, keeping my trademark smile, “I hope to get to know you much better, beautiful.” Her cheeks were so red I thought she may pass out from all the blood rushing to her head. Lisa, oblivious to the sexual tension created between Andrea and I, said, “Here you go,” and handed each of us an iced tea. We chatted about the upcoming Christmas holiday plans, applying for scholarships…all ...

... generic fluff as I continued to give Andrea knowing looks. I eventually excused myself and waited until a couple hours later when Lisa was in the washroom to ask Andrea, “Do you want to go up to Lakewood Point at midnight?” “R-r-really?” She asked, so adorably in lust with me. “Yes,” I nodded. “Where should I pick you up?” “At the 7-11 by my house,” she eagerly replied “See you then,” I smiled, then left, not wanting to actually have a long conversation. ..... A few minutes after midnight, always leave them waiting and doubting, I rolled into the 7-11. She was waiting outside; shivering slightly as it does get cooler in the evenings this time of year, wearing a blue sundress which would make getting to that sweet cunt easier. I pointed to the passenger side door and she scurried to my car. Once inside I complemented, “You look hot, Andrea.” I had learned early on shy and nerdy girls don't want to be called cute, they want the most simplistic descriptor in the world: 'hot' “Thank you,” she blushed, clearly not used to getting compliments from boys. “You look hot yourself,” she complimented back. I joked, “I spent hours getting ready.” She laughed, “I've seen you in the morning and at bedtime, you always look hot.” “It's how God made me,” I shrugged. “Well, I am one to revel in the Lords work,” she joked, surprisingly witty. I put my hand on her leg. “Ever been up to Lakewood Point?” “Not at night,” she admitted, her leg quivering slightly at my touch. “No boy has offered to ...