100%

Favorite Sister – Just for fun I

Favorite Sister – Just for fun I
 
 
INTRODUCTION:
 
My summers had been the same deal for the past four years: Anticipation, arrival, fun time, departure, and longing for the next year to come. The summer was split up primarily into three parts including exams, at home and in Ontario. Mom and dad had split up five years back and we moved to Vancouver BC from the little town of Kingston Ontario to go live with our grandpa. I had two sisters (still do) both a year apart from me. There was Keira at 16, me at 17, and my older sister Tia at 18.  Keira and Tia alike both were pretty short for their age as Keira only measured up to my shoulder and Tia same height as me, but Keira was a generally hyper person with ADHD and the whole nine yards, however Tia was mellow and very calm about everything just how as we boarded the airplane Keira would cry she was so scared of flying and Tia would somehow manage to make her laugh it off.
        This summer was no different as far as it had been. We arrived at our dad’s house and mainly had a good time at home and in Sudbury. The drive into town was no more than an hour, and even if it did seem like a long time it wasn’t so bad if Keira wore a skirt and tights because I would just find different ways to rub her leg up against mine. She was often clueless that I looked to her for pleasure and would just stare out the window as I would stare under her skirt. Often times she would sit with her knee to her chin giving me just enough leeway to peak at the small lump of flesh that made up her vagina. It was practically the same with Tia only she would rarely wear any form of skirt for anything.
        The afternoon that we were going to the camp dad called upstairs to inform us of the journey that was soon to take place
        “K guys! Get all your stuff packed because we’re headed to the camp!” The voice pierced through the headphones I was listening to music through and caught me off guard. I removed the ear pieces and stood up from my bed. It was sunny and hot out. If we got ready and left within the half hour we would be able to make it to the lakeside camper just in time for the perfect water: not too warm, not too cold. After packing and putting my baggage by the garage door I sat at the kitchen table and began to returned to the music of my iPod, but as I did so I noticed That Tia came down the stairs wearing a bright red tank top and a black skirt that came down to just about ten inches below the waste. She faced me at an angle and it perfectly illustrated every curve in her body. It felt odd to stare at my own sister at times, but the feeling was generally overcome by the interest in the image. She had a rather small acute nose and dirty blonde bangs hanging over her brown eyes. Her heavy breasts hung tight to her chest only slightly bouncing to the movement of going down the stairs. Her inner thighs rubbed together as she walked and her calfs were perfectly toned. She was quite gorgeous, but she lacked the innocent cuteness Keira had.
        “Hey guys, I’m all ready now. Just had to shower and stuff first.” She said as she threw her backpack onto the ground. Dad looked up.
        “Where’s Keira?” He asked although he new very well.
        “Changing.” I chimed in even though I hadn’t looked. Tia stood up and went back upstairs this time showing her ass sway side to side with every stride. She came back down in a few minutes carrying more baggage, this time belonging to Keira.

Help!

To continue reading this story, and over 30,000 other xxx stories on our website, please join our Patreon, and get instant access for the price of a coffee..

Your support helps cover running costs and lets us keep publishing stories like this one. We don’t use intrusive adverts, and donations are what make that possible.

Thanks for reading, and thanks for supporting us.

Get Instant Access Now by joining our Patreon!

Login Now

Rate this story

Average Rating: 0 (0 votes)

Leave a comment