Good deeds are seldom performed for personal gain or selfish reasons. People do good deeds in order to help others, and reap only the satisfaction that the other person is better off. Sometimes, however, these two notions can meet, creating the word “opportunity.” For me, I began to understand how the twain shall meet during one nondescript, still summer evening at home. I was in my late teens, and, my older sister, while just beginning her new tax accountant job, had yet to find a suitable apartment, so, she was, at least for now, living at home as well. Deb was fresh out of college, about 22 years old, and, long the object of my sexual energy. She knew this, and, from time to time, played along and sex-teased I with her body, comments, and other actions designed to get a physical rise out of her younger brother.
It began during the daytime. My sister came home from her new job a little early, with company-issued laptop and training manual in tow. Steadfastly, she went to work in her room, as evidenced by the constant tap-tap-tapping of her French-manicured nails on the keyboard. I made sure she took a few brief breaks by interrupting her numerous time for mundane reasons; The real reason was, she had changed into a pair of pink cotton shorts (a relic from her freshman year in college, I think), which tended to ride way up on her legs and define her ass very well. Additionally, it was certainly no secret to her that, besides having an affinity for her long nails and buxom chest, I had a thing for her kitten-smooth legs. She took a brief break to eat, and, I did the same. Getting back to her laptop, she became near-hysterical when she found that none of her work had been saved. “AHH! Three hours down the damn drain!” and “It’s not here!! What the hell happened?”
Knowing she needed this for the next morning, and, also knowing it was an easy problem to solve, I told her I would help. Within a few minutes, I had her work saved, and, she was quite relieved. “Holy shit, do I owe you for this!” she piped up, “I mean it…This would have put me in deep crap if I lost it.”
“Well,” I posed to her, now getting wild ideas in my head, “I know nobody’s going to be around tonight, at least until after midnight, if that,” I said to her, with a hint of play in my eye. “So?” she answered. “So, Deb, here’s what I want…i’ve always wanted to, just once, shave your legs for you. Can I do it?” Sitting on her bed, crossing her legs back and forth and running her sleek hands over them, she replied that she “found that to be an odd request,” and that she’d have to think about it. “You’re still attracted to me that way, J?” she asked, to my answer in the affirmative.
Gazing up at me with her lovely brown eyes, still with some blue shadow on them, she nods her head and states “Ok. You got it. But, that’s it. And be careful. Don’t be nicking me up in any sensitive areas!” Excited, I tell her to meet me in the bathroom. Standing by her bedroom door, I playfully rolled her shorts up slightly further, causing her to laugh and respond “hey, now…..don’t be grab bin’ my ass.” Once in the bathroom, I sit her down on a chair I had obtained from a desk, and began to spread the shaving gel up and down her legs. Initially, this was fast-paced, but then, I decided to have fun with it and her by slowing down, really taking in her shapely games and inching closer to her crotch. “Stretch out,” I told her, “And, move them over a little” (meaning: spread ’em). Giggling, my sister complied, and chided me to “stop feeling her up and shave her darn legs already.”
Placing the double-bladed women’s razor on her left, front thigh, I began to shave her already smooth legs, inch by inch, trying hard to control myself being this close to her creamy thighs and cunt region. Maneuvering the razor in slow motions down her thigh and onto her shin, I realized I hadn’t done the inside of the thigh, right smack-dab in the middle of her crotch. “Uh, Deb…” I said to her, “It’s kind of hard to get the whole thigh here. I’m going to have to move the shorts up some more.” Laughing, but, containing herself, my sister flipped the shorts leg up some more, exposing the ending of her pussy hair through her panties. “Like thaaat??” she joked, “Does that make it…Less hard, or more hard??” Deb knew what she was doing to me all along. Continuing with the shaving, I finish up her left leg, and give it a good, long feel with both hands. “Ever get them this smooth, D?” I ask her. “Actually, no…You’re doing a great job, especially since I know you got a stiff dick from this!”
Now blatantly obvious, I pointed downward to my hardened cock, and simply joked, in a lower-voiced tone, that “See what you do to me?” Proceeding with the other leg, I now had the freedom to contort and twist her lower body, in part to make the shaving easier, in part to lay my hands on her more and feel her up. Both were approved. My left hand had found its way back to her finished, shaved leg, engaging in a mix of exploration and molestation. Deb stopped me just short of fingering her underneath her shorts, but, I could still pick up her slight sighs when I was caressing her inner thigh and feeling her pussy through and inside of her shorts.
This was morphing into a hot sexual experience for us both. ‘Hey, Debs…” I queried her, “Admit it….You knew all the time when I would come in at night and feel your body and hot legs, right?” Leaning back, tossing her tits skyward as I went about shaving her right leg and inner thigh area, my sister gave a nod and two-worded answer: “Mmmm-Hmmmm.” Further emboldened due to getting away with it (very often, mind you), I then questioned why she never approached the subject with me or the parents. “I liked the attention…I liked your touch…It was, whether you know it or not, very sensual.” Had it not been for holding a razor in my hand, I would have hit the floor.
Finishing up the shaving job, followed by some steamy, silent and deep-stare leg caressing of my sister, I asked her to, just once, put on her high heels and leave the shorts on, so I could “see my work in action.” Retreating to her closet, Debs pulled out a pair of black, very high heels, and placed them onto her feet. Walking down the hallway, I could feel the smoothness of the legs I was gazing at. Her walk had a side-shimmy to it, such that her ass was almost being tossed violently from side to side. “There…How’s that?,” she asked, now posing at the end of the hallway. “Fan-freaking-Tastic,” I replied, adding that “the only thing that would make it better would be…,” and, before I finished, her shirt was off, revealing only her lacy bra. “YES!” I exclaimed, approaching her for a light attack of her body and tits. Deb allowed me several dive-bomb into her chest, as well as my sneaky hand plummeting into the back of her shorts, feeling her ass with hard squeezes. She would jump at one or two particularly hard ones.
“OK, D, I have an idea…” I said, to her curious questioning. “I dare you to run outside, like that, right now, and stand in the street until a car comes by.”
“Wait…Just in my shorts, bra, and these heels?” she asks, almost in disbelief. “No way…In here with you is one thing, but, not out there,” she answered. Still, I knew there had to be a way to get her to do it, to show her body off. “c’mon, Debs…” I schmoozed to her, feeling her soft tummy. “Only until a car comes by. One car, that’s it.” Trying to bargain with me, she said she’d do it if she could put her shirt back on, even tie it up, or, take off her bra and jump up and down with her shirt on. I held out for what I wanted. “Nope, sweet Debs..,” I joked, “I want to be the one who shows you off. Like that, or, I easily remove your saved stuff on the laptop.”
“Shit….OK, i’ll do it!! One car, then, I is running back in here!” she said, sounding like she was up for the challenge. “Oh, and, by the way,” I directed her, “You need to walk up and down, so the car can see your sexy walk and legs from behind.”
“You know, kind of be a streetwalker!” Now laughing a little, my hot and increasingly controlled sister agreed, saying “I will. Just watch me.”
True to her word, and, adding more stiffness to my item, I watched as my sister traversed the road for 2 blocks, up and back, attracting car horns beeping, catcall, and whistles. Deb returned to the house seemingly energized by this, adrenaline-rushed from the thrill. “That was FUN!” she says, throwing her arms in the air, “I was out there, showing it off!” and “It was all for YOU!” Intensely aroused, I close in on her, laughing, joking, and tell her I wanted “one more thing.” Instantly, like a shot, she knew well what I wanted. “Lemme guess….You want to get naked and fuck me, don’t you….You horny bastard you!”
“Bingo!” I said, already moving my hands up and down her body. “For god’s sakes, Deb, I have wanted to get at this body for such a long time. Give it to me. Give it up to me…” Thakur ye body mujhe de de… I implored her. Stealing a lip lock on her (which surprised her), I sealed the deal by bargaining with her that I’d do some of her computer work for as long as she wanted me to. I aimed to have this reciprocating deal, a “sex for work” type of thing. I was no computer whiz, but, my sister had only a rudimentary understanding of them, so, I had her on that point alone.
Mulling this rather interesting offer for a few minutes, Deb turned to me, with a hint of nasty in her eyes, and informed me that “this is a deal that can get done, buddy.” Raising her soft leg onto a chair, in deep, sexy thought, she decided to up the ante. “Tell you what. Make it the work help, AND, my next two oil changes in the car, and, i’ll do It.,” she posed. Since I did my own oil anyway, I agreed, and moved in to take her body. Grasping her by the waist, my sister exhaled a gentle sigh, watching my hands incestuously traverse her curves, thus releasing herself to both my and her own desires.
“J…Ohh, J…Show me what you’ve been wanting to do to me all this time. Does my body excite you?” she purred. My cock pulsated, and I rubbed against her, slamming into her crotch. Her sensual sighs still reverberate in my head to this day. This hot specimen of a woman, this goddess-like creature, was soon to be mine. “Come on,” I tell her, “in your bedroom…I want you on your own bed.” She leads me down the hallway and back into her room, where this whole adventure began. “All of my guys take their clothes off first…I get off seeing them hard first” she apprises me, resulting in a pile of what once clothed me on her floor. With my risen, stone-solid cock saluting her in full, Deb reached out to feel it. “Mmm…I like!” she says, as I move in and topple over her. My searching fingers found her shorts waist line, and promptly relocated the cotton shorts and panties to her ankles. Feeling the outside of her pussy for play, I slid two fingers inside her hole, causing her to shiver with excitement. “OH! NOW you have me!” she said, intoning that I definitely hit a pleasure spot. My hormones were raging, my mind racing, and, I simply took her over.
Flattening her to the mattress, her legs spread open awaiting the arrival of her brother’s / controller’s hardened chunk of manhood. The first entry proved golden, as direct penetration into her moistening pussy produced a breath heave from my sister’s red-lipped mouth, tongue flailing in mid air. Wrapping her arms around my upper torso, I utilized that leverage to provide greater propulsion force, shoving my cock into her body’s openings with the intensity of a hot lava rush. Deb let out several screams into her pillow, until the more animal side of me removed it, so as to hear my own womanly sister wailing in delight in full, unruffled volume. Despite this violation of her clitoral walls at the hands of her younger brother, Debbie was becoming flush with satisfaction; perhaps, she hadn’t been quite taken like this before, to this nasty, forbidden, yet, truly pleasurable extent. Her orgasmic outbursts were tantamount to fulfilling of her own desires to be fucked, underneath her brother. This experience fed her taboo and sick side in many ways, and, I knew it.
Sliding my cock into her over and again, occasionally slamming it inside of her with a twinge of an intent of making it appear “forced,” my sister was able to draw blood from my back, due to impaling me with her long, manicured nails. I devoured her mouth and lips as well, force-feeding my tongue down her throat, giving her precious little chance to exhale. Sexy Debbie was well on her way to being a trembling, hard-fucked body. Always loving her waist curves, I caressed her hips and waist as I plunged inside her, holding on to buffer the force of my item meeting her cunt. Suddenly, I transformed this sensual body feeling of her waist, to a deep, full-fisted squeeze of her waist and tummy, causing her to exhale like a smoker’s cough. Those long, sexy, slender legs were now relegated to support beams, as she bent her knees to withstand the pressure of my body’s ramming her own. The bed frame shook and cracked; Deb squealed high-pitched noises into the air and out the open window. Her reddened clam was taking me in, fully and entirely, as I felt my first body venom erupt. “I’M CUMMING!!!” I exclaimed to her, and decided to paint her flat, sexy stomach with my warm juices instead. “DO IT J!!” she wailed out into the night. “DO IT!!”
Rearing back ever so slightly, I let the juices flow, smearing her abdomen with my warm gel over and again, making sure to spread all I could over her mountainous tits. Head tilted back, all Deb could do was moan in delight as her brother spewed all over her at long last. This, however, was not enough for my flying sexual psyche, as I longed for more, longed to spew not just on her, but, inside of her as well. Feeling a renewed energy, my cock plunged back into her pussy, gearing up for more zone violation. “UUGGH” she moaned out, “Ahh…Ahh…more…noo noo…” Her sighs bounced off the walls like sunlight. “Yeah, Deb…I want. IN you!” to her deep, sensual approval moans. My cock sliding inside and out of my oldest sister, I was experiencing something that I had only read about in porn magazines, and, in my wildest “no way” dreams, had performed with her.
Our speed quickened and Deb’s legs began to give way underneath her. Her knees had gone from an upright position to flat, opening the window for me to position her sexy legs as far outward as I desired. Although my goal of positioning her in a perfect “T” position failed, I was still able to create significantly more direct entry space to her tired and widened hole. Eyes closed, my sister looked beautiful as I fucked her pussy; never before had I seen this angelic, this perfect, and this gorgeous. My hand caressed her face and lips as my cock entered her, pushing her to her very limits. When I finally had enough internal steam built back up, I decided to let loose inside of her pussy, making sure she KNEW I was doing it. “Mmm…Debs…..Feel my cum inside you…Take it, take all of it. I’m not pulling out,” I whispered to her. Following a heavy, shriek-like sigh, my sister complied with my demand, and allowed me to spew fully inside of her, soaking up all that I had sprayed on her cunt walls. “OOOOHHHHYEEAHH!!!” she called out, seemingly at pleasure with my actions. Unsure of her birth control status, I never was sure what the odds were of a little me growing inside her perfect tummy; Since she had gotten her period several days later, I was assured that she had continued with her blue pills.
This little show I made her put on for me earlier had had quite the effect; Now, I began to wonder if I could ever involve anyone else with it. After all, damn near all of my associates panted after her. Now that I knew what her sexual avenues were, I could maybe exploit them and her. We would negotiate this for another time, however, but, such would be accomplished. On one fall evening, my sister Deb would give the green light to taking on a friend and myself at the same time. As I have always said, everything in life is negotiable.