a cherry for her brother

When I went to live with my father and his wife it was because they were in the US and it was a better opportunity for me than living in the Caribbean I didn’t think it would open any more opportunities than studying and getting ahead until I met my step sister.

She was twelve when I moved over there and quiet the spunky girl. She was dark skinned like her mother with soft curly black hair like mine a gift from our dad’s mixed ancestry. She was about five foot four and around a hundred and thirty pounds. She was plump though her plumpness at her age was all eye popping. Her adolescent breasts were large soft mounds that bounced each time she walked and with a small waist accentuating her ample hips and bubble ass she was quiet a dish for who ever could get into her panties.

I must say now that that was the last thing on my mind when I moved there. I’d spent time with her before but at that time she was younger and slender not as shapely as she was now.

It was Christmas vacation in Tampa where we lived. She and I were at home alone as my father and my step mother worked. Normally Linda, my sister would be over at out cousin’s but with me there it seemed logical for me to baby sit and Linda didn’t mind in fact she enjoyed the prospect of having me at home alone.

I woke early and went downstairs and there she was already on the floor watching Cartoon Network. The girl never seemed to sleep.

“Mornin’ Jake,” she said.

“Morning Linda.” I said my eyes fixed on her butt. She was lying on her stomach and wearing a night shirt that was just an extra large tee shirt that barely covered anything. I could see her entire ass, two large mounds shrouded in a pink panty. Her thick legs were in the air kicking at nothing. I stopped still staring. She must have sensed me or saw my reflection in the television or something because she turned and with a mischievous smile said, “I made some buns want some.”

“No thanks.”

She pouted and she looked so cute when she did. Her lips were full red though I knew she wore no lip stick. Her big brown eyes shimmered and her cute button nose only added to her appeal.

“Maybe one.” I said.

She giggled and turned back to the television not even bothering to cover herself. Did she think because I was her brother she could prance around the house exposing herself? Maybe she did and that was what she did all day for the first week I was there. Where ever I was it seemed she’d show up conveniently half naked. I came out of the bathroom and there she was her door open in a bra and panties either facing me or backing me or bending over sometimes not even in either exposing her full body to me. If I were downstairs watching television she’d sit across from me, legs up on an ottoman and parted slightly so I could see up the skirt she was wearing or the night shirt she loved to wear. All week it went on like this to the point that I couldn’t handle it because even though I was her brother it still aroused me seeing her delicious body but I fought the urges to even touch her if I could for fear what I might do instead in the bathroom during my shower with soap as lubricant I’d take my six and a half inches of cock and wack off the tension.

That was the first week the second week she started doing something different. She started this tickle game. I don’t recall how it started but we were outside and we were talking about something and it ended up with me tickling her. That opened the door for her to tickle me and soon every chance she got even when step mom and dad were home she’d tickle me though not with the same intensity but when they weren’t it was up to me to find a way to get away.

I remember one incident she was downstairs again on the floor and I was in the kitchen. I didn’t even hear her come up behind me and start to tickle me. I whirled around and caught up in the moment wanting revenge I chased her. She ran up the stairs to her room but managed not to close the door. I caught her as she jumped on her bed and started to tickle her.

She rolled over on her stomach and I sat just above her butt straddling her and tickling her. She squirmed and kicked under me bucking playfully giggling as my fingers worked her sweet spots which were her sides and her back. In spite of myself I started to get aroused. Her night shirt had ridden up and seeing her chocolate flesh I felt my shaft harden.

I stopped and got off her.

She rolled over still laughing.

I stared at her licking my lips wanting her.

She stared back seductively lift one leg and putting her foot on the bed and letting it fall exposing herself. I could see hair peeking out from behind her white panties. It didn’t turn me off but I turned and headed for the bathroom.

“Where’re you going?” She asked.

“Shower.” I called over my shoulder.

I closed the door behind me and was sure I locked it as I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower.