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My Sister Jennifer
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My name is Tommy. I am 15 years old. I live at home with my
parents and older sister Jennifer. I get along well with my parents
but not so well with my sister. She's 18 years old and a freshman at
a two year college that is close to our home. She had plans to go away
to an out of state university next year and that would've suited me just
fine. She walks around with that superior older sister attitude and
rarely speaks to me except in harsh, demeaning tones. She recently found
my hidden playboys and showed them to my parents who yelled and punished
me. Once again she had gotten me in trouble and she loved it.
When my parents finally went to their room she walked by and snickered,
"what's wrong? You can't whack off anymore? Aren't you the only
male virgin in high school? Got any hot dates this weekend?"
Her bitter sarcasm cut deep and she knew it. She knew I had been
unsuccessful all year long in trying to a date. She walked upstairs
giggling and I sat at the kitchen table growing more and more depressed.
I had average looks I thought. I stood about 5' 7" and weighed about
145. My build wasn't impressive or anything but it was average. I
had recently begun to work out in our garage though, in an attempt to
attract females. I had a great personality except when I was around
girls, then I just couldn't speak more than a few words. I grew more
depressed, "average and shy" I thought to myself.
Two of my sisters friends rang the doorbell and I let them
in and told them where she was and they hurried upstairs to see her.
My cock stiffened as I watched them. The smell of their perfume and
their lovely figures got to me. My cock ached for something besides my
right hand but their was nothing I could do. Jennifer and her friends
came downstairs and went out the back door, all three of them giggling.
I guess Jennifer had let them in on the "Playboys joke." They got in
Jennifer's car and sped off to a sororiety party.
Jennifer had it all I thought to myself, a great social life, a nice
car, and a good job. She had a rich boyfriend named Dan who treated me
like shit too. She worked at a men's clothing store at the mall and earned
wages plus commissions. With her great looks, she easily sold?
clothes to most middle aged men who walked in the store. "It's not fair"?
I thought to myself.
I went outside to try shake off the blues and think of something
else. I saw my dad's video recorder in the back seat of his car. I got
it out and examined it. It was one of those new small and lightweight kinds
that you can hold in just one hand. I had used it a couple of times before
to film Jennifer and her friends by the pool laying out to get a tan.
Anyway I got on my bike and rode around filming my nieghborhood. I
passed by Jennifer's college and came closer to her soriety house. I
got off my bike and hide behind the tall hedges and watched. I heard
loud music and saw a group of girls outside drinking beer and laughing.
I saw Jennifer and she had a beer in her hand as well.
"Roll film" I thought to myself. Now I could get some revenge for
what she had done to me. When I show this tape to mom and dad they'll
yell for hours about the evils of teenage alcohol and maybe even take
away her car keys. I zoomed in for an even closer angle as she turned
up the beer can guzzled it down like a sailor. I filmed for about ten
more minutes and then I saw here head for her car with yet another beer
in her hand. She cranked the car, cranked the music and took off by
herself, moving her head to the beat of the music. "Drinking and
driving" I thought to myself, "Even better!" I filmed until she drove
out of sight.
I headed for home. I couldn't wait to show this tape to my parents
and get Jennifer the Queen in trouble. As I rounded the dry lake,?
near my house, I heard music and saw Jennifer in distance speeding this way.?
I quickly hid behind some shrubery and filmed. Boy was she flying. This was a
residential subarb and she must have been doing between 60 or 70 mph.
I filmed and giggled, "Man was she gonna be in trouble!" Then I heard
another noise, a small child ran into the street chasing a puppy. I
watched in horror as my half drunk sister slammed on brakes a little too
late and hit both the puppy and the kid. My sister, realizing what she'd
done, panicked and sped away. She turned a corner and was gone from sight.
Meanwhile the kid on the ground was crying and holding his leg. Then a man
ran out to where he was and knelt over him. I recognized him,
Mr. Henderson, a lawyer who lived across from the dry lake. I realized that
the kid was Jason Henderson, his son. Soon an ambulance arrived and took
Jason away. I went home, unseen by anyone.
After entering my house I went straight to my room and laid on the
bed. All the incredible events were swirling in brain and I began to
put everything into perspective. My sister, the bitch, had commented
a felony. A hit and run, under the influence of alcohol, and I had the
whole thing on tape. I could send her to prison for a long time. It'd
serve her right I thought. I watched the tape and made multiple copies
of the tape and then went to bed.
The next day the news of the hit and run was all over town. It seems
that nobody saw the accident except for Jason, who was in the hospital.
All he could remember was that the car was black. That was it, he couldn't
describe the car or the driver. The police were investigating but it didn't
look good unless some new evidence came up. When I got home from school,
I saw that Jennifer had washed and waxed her car and it was spotless. The
rubber front bumper that hit Jason was spotless as well. "So she's
covering up the evidence" I thought to myself, "Well little does she
know."
I went to my room and yelled for Jennifer to please come. She walked
in looking kind of depressed and asked what I wanted. I shut the door
and turned on the VCR and played the tape. Immediately after the car wreck
Jennifer turned off the VCR and demanded to know where I got that
tape. I told the whole story and also of how I had several other copies
hidden. I told her that she could have that one. She sat silent with a
blank stare on her face. I was beaming now. "I'm about to go to the mall"
I said,"So would please clean up my room for me and since you're such a
smart college girl, do my homework for me too please." I handed her my
homework list and pointed at my textbooks. "Oh by the way" I said,"Can
you loan me about 25 dollars to take to the mall?" She reached in her
pocket and handed me a twenty and a ten. "That'll do" I said and left.
Then I heard her yell "If you think I'm going to be your damn maid
and give you my money all the time you're crazy!" I giggled and walked
out of the house, got on my bike and went to the mall.
I walked around the mall giggling at my accomplishments. I knew she'd
search everywhere for the other tapes but she'd never find them. All were
well hidden in several different places. I stopped when I saw Sally
Benson walking nearby. Feeling very confident I walked up to her and
started talking. She was cute and seemed to respond to me well. So I
asked to go see a movie with me. To my delight she said ok. We headed
for the mall theater and I bought two tickets to see a horror movie.
Halfway throught the movie she snugged close to me and I was holding her hand.
I slid my hand over and brushed her tits. They weren't that large but they were
there and I'd never touched any real ones before. I felt this warm rush
go over me. I grabbed the closest one and squeezed it for about one second.
That's as long as it took Sally to slap me and walk out of the theater.
"Damn damn damn!" I thought. I finished the movie and went home. When I
got to my room it was immaculate.
Everything was neat and put away. On my desk I found my homework all
completed. This was nice. I tip toed to Jennifer's room to tell thanks.
I entered her room and shut the door. The moonlight light the room well
enough to see. Her room was neat and in order as usual as was her life,
usually. She lay on her bed, sound asleep. I stared at her for awhile.
She was so gorgeous. Her breast were so perfect, big, round, and firm.
I'd always noticed her breast. I'd always noticed any girls breast, but
her's were outstanding. I sat on the bed next to her and put my hand on
arm which was exposed from the sheets. Her skin was so soft, so lovely.
I eased the sheets back. I felt that same warm rush go through me and
my cock began to wake up. I circled her breast with my finger and became
very excited. I leaned forward and kissed on the check and then square
on the lips. I let my tongue run over her soft, full lips. As I enjoyed
the taste of her lips, she stirred and opened her eyes. She saw me and
immediately became alert. "What the hell are you doing in here?" She said.
I told her that I wanted to thank her for cleaning for room and doing my
homework. I spilled my guts about what had happened with Sally at the
mall. She giggled at my misfortune. "Shut-up" I said, "All I wanted was
to feel some titties." I looked down at her chest again and stared longinly.
"Get out of here" she said. I keep staring at those mounds covered
up by her silk nightgown. I reached out to touch them but she
caught my hand. I gave her a dirty look and said "Remember Jennifer!"
She gave me a frustrated sigh and released her grip. I put one hand
on each tit and rubbed. Oh the ecstasy of those tits. I climbed in the
bed and straddled her. I yanked on her nightie ripping it as I firmly
pulled it down. There they were, two lucious, juicy, firm tits. They
looked as good or better as any I'd seen in playboy. I look at her. She
gave me a pleading look to stop. I squeezed and rubbed and squeezed those
tits for a long time. I put my mouth on them and sucked and worked her
nipples with my tongue. My cock was throbbing. "Please Tommy stop"
she pleaded. I reached over and got some hand lotion from her night
stand and removed the cap. I told her to remove all her clothes now!
She hesitated and did it. I pulled of my shirt and shorts and briefs.
I put some lotion on my hand and put the bottle back. Then I rubbed
her pussy with the lotion and worked one finger inside her. "No, stop"
she said. "Shut up or the whole town will find out the truth."
I made her get on the floor and I sat on the edge facing her. "Now
if you don't do a good job you'll be sorry, now suck it hard." I
commanded. She took my dick in her mouth bobbed her head up and
down. "With enthusiam!" I said. She worked it with her tongue and
jacked it with one hand and rubbed my balls with the other hand.
Oh it felt so good. When I was about to come I made her stop and
told her to get back in the bed. I got on top of her, spread her
legs and put my dick against her pussy lips. "No Tommy please don't
Dan is the only who's ever got it. It's so important to him" she
said. "Dan is an jerk" I laughed and pushed my dick in. Thanks
to the lotion and her saliva, my dick slid right in her and I began
to pump her fastly. I closed my eyes and squeezed and squeezed
those titties and pumped her pussy faster and faster. I don't know
if she enjoyed it or not (I was very inexperienced) but she gave in
completely. She releazed that she now belonged to me. I continued
squeezing and pumping. I came with my best orgasm ever inside her.
"I can see that we are going to getting along better" I said as I got
up and walked back to my room. "Good Night!"
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