Then I told her about the date I had with Tanya and the fight at the bar. She sat down on the bed and listened in surprise as I told her the whole story of the fight, including the things I’d left out of what I told my parents. She was shocked and concerned but also proud of me for holding my own. She asked a lot of questions and we laughed together about the silly parts.
After a while I left her room to let her continue to unpack and grabbed some dinner. My parents came home and I ended up watching a movie with my dad, hearing Sara and my mom talking about her trip in the kitchen. A couple of hours later my parents had gone to bed and it was just Sara and I in the den watching TV. We talked quietly for a little while and Sara soon asked how things were going with Tanya.
Feeling a little unsure, I began to tell her about going to her apartment after the fight, how she’d given me frozen vegetables for the welt on my face. I mentioned the scratches on Tanya’s neck and back and started to gloss over what happened next but Sara caught me.
“Wait, so did she take off her shirt?” she asked.
“Well, um, yeah… and so, um…” I stammered.
“Oh my gosh! So what happened then?” Sara asked, excitedly.
Realizing that she didn’t seem to be jealous at all, I spilled the whole story. She sat, spellbound, asking for more detail here and there. When I was finished, she grinned and held up her hand, saying, “Great job big bro!” and gave me a high-five.
“I have to admit, I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it.” I said after a moment.
She smiled, kindly. “Well yeah, I’m jealous. But I’m happy for you too, you know? And besides, I may have met a guy on my trip.” She grinned.
“Really? Do tell!” I said, swallowing down a little bit of sibling protectiveness.
So she told me all about him. His name was Kevin and he was on vacation too, happened to live a few counties away. They’d gone for a lot of walks and ate out a few times. They’d exchanged cell numbers before she left, and she was quite giddy as she told me how he kissed her, a little nervously, when he said goodbye.
“Kinda weird, isn’t it? To like other people when we’re so close.” She said.
“Yeah, it is.” I thought for a moment. “I don’t know, it doesn’t have to be too weird. I mean, we got close mainly so you could help me get rid of a lot of tension, you know? And it’s not like that’s going to go away.”
She bit her lip mischievously and said, “That’s for sure. He is cute!” She grinned and laughed at herself. “And for what it’s worth, I love being so close to you.”
“Me too, little sis.” I said and smiled.
After a moment, Sara asked, “So what did Tanya’s boobs feel like, compared to mine?”
She grinned at my discomfort but I answered. “Well, I guess they’re a little bigger, and she’s really sensitive. You get sensitive but I think she’s even more so. And her, um, nipples are a little bigger too.”
I looked at her. She smiled at me in the dim lamplight.
“Can I make a weird suggestion?” I asked. She just nodded. “Do you want to, um… it may be weird, but do you want to pretend like we’re each other’s crushes?”
She grinned nervously. “You mean, I pretend you’re Kevin if I let you pretend I’m Tanya?”
“Yeah! That sounds awesome!” She said, sitting up.
“Are you sure? It won’t weird you out with whatever I want to do with her?” I asked, a bit nervous as well.
She nodded. After a moment of awkward silence, I took the initiative and walked up to her and tenderly embraced her. Sara sighed as I bent in and began to neck with her. She began to whisper Kevin’s name as I caressed her sides and held her close.
She got me to pull my shirt off and rubbed her hands across my chest as I kissed her neck. Then I got her to take her shirt off and unfastened her bra.
I knelt on the couch and kissed her breast as I ran my hand along her inner thigh. She moaned Kevin’s name in my ear and I slid my hand between her legs. She eagerly spread her knees and I firmly but gently slid my fingers across her sensitive folds of skin. After a few minutes, I inserted a finger into her body and imagined that it wasn’t Sara’s gasping face I looked at, but Tanya’s green eyes and pouty lips.
She suddenly took initiative and reached over to start unbuckling my pants. I removed my hands from her and helped open my jeans and pull them and my boxers down to fully bare myself. She reached down and wrapped her warm fingers around my dick and began to stroke it gently. I slipped one hand behind her back and placed my other back between her legs, my fingers slipping easily between her lips. She put her free hand on my thigh and leaned in to put her head on my shoulder and gasp in pleasure as we stimulated each other.
I imagined Tanya’s hand on my dick, pumping, squeezing, touching my balls, massaging the head. It drove me mad with desire and before I even thought about it I had pushed Sara onto her back and knelt down between her legs, greedily sliding my tongue through her wetness. She gasped and writhed and moaned, reaching down to rub her hands on my head, moaning Kevin’s name over and over as my tongue dipped into her folds and tasted her essence.
I flipped her over onto her stomach and with Tanya’s beautiful ass in my mind’s eye, I drove my straining cock right between those soft lips and deep into my sister’s body. I pressed her hard into the cushions with each thrust, stabbing my penis over and over into my sister’s vagina. I groaned Tanya’s name hungrily as I slid myself in and out.
Sara eagerly raised her hips with each thrust, begging me to go deeper into her body. Her vagina was already slick with her body’s excitement and grew more so as I called Tanya’s name again. Sara gasped loudly, moaning Kevin’s name. The sound of my waist slapping against Sara’s butt was the only thing to be heard for several moments until Sara began to beg me to get on my back. I pulled myself out of my sister and when she’d moved, laid down on the couch, my penis wet and straining. She got on her hands and knees and straddled my stomach with her back to me, facing my feet. She got her feet under her and crouched over my dick, reaching down to grab it and point it up towards her. Sara then sat down, impaling herself willingly on my erection, sliding down it until I was buried straight up in her body with her butt on my groin.
She reached one hand back onto my stomach for balance, raised herself up and impaled herself again, and then over and over until her back shone with sweat and both of us loudly whispered our imaginary lover’s names. I watched her round, firm butt cheeks raise and lower before me, seeing my sister stab herself on me. I tried to imagine it was Tanya’s body on mine but my imagination was faltering and seeing Sara riding on top of me caused my heart to catch in my throat.