Laurie_(1)
Laurie_(1)
Sex Story Author: | Alcimedes |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Her legs fumbled helplessly to regain her balance, finally giving in and coming to rest with her knees |
Sex Story Category: | Incest |
Sex Story Tags: | Fiction, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female |
It was a typical Saturday morning, Dad out playing his weekly golf game with his friends, Mom gone early to run her usual errands and do a little shopping, leaving my older sister Laurie and myself in the house. It was mid morning before I woke up, finding a small list to chores taped to my door from my mother, as I made my way to the bathroom to take a shower and wake myself up.
Standing under the warmth of the water, slowly washing away the sleepiness I felt from staying out late the night before, my thoughts drifted off to images of the girls I’d seen at the dance the night before. I had gone stag, and eventually left the same way, alone, but had still enjoyed myself as I danced with a few girls, but more often than not staring over their shoulders, daydreaming to some of the finer girls on the dance floor.
The comfort of the shower, along with my groggy fantasizing, left me feeling a little horny as well as a little careless as I toweled off and walked down the hall to my room, when Laurie opened her door and I was caught walking down the hall nude, straight toward her.
Embarrassed, I quickly wrapped the towel I was carrying around my waist, smiled, and tried to hide my embarrassment as I continued walking past her. But as I stepped by her, trying not to acknowledge her snickering smile, I felt her pinch the cheek of my behind through the towel.
“Hey!” I snapped, twisting myself around to avoid her pinching.
“What’s the matter, little brother? You don’t like girls pinching your buns?” She said sarcastically.
The teasing was one thing, but I hated it even more when she teased me with ‘little brother’. Lacking anything quick or witty to say, I blurted out, “No…”
“Oh, I see…” She said as she turned and began to walk down the hall, “… Kenny only likes it when guys touch his buns.”
I could hear the sarcasm in her voice, and although I know she didn’t mean it, it still made me angry.
“Jerk…” I muttered under my breath.
In a strangely playful mood, she stopped and turned, sticking her tongue out at me then turned back to walk down the hall. When I made a taunting move toward her, she quickly turned to look back and smiled, then took off down the hall as I gave chase.
As she sprinted away from me, I saw that she was not wearing anything under the thin, long T-shirt she wore to bed, and I caught a glimpse of her magnificently smooth buns as she turned the corner to the stairs.
My sister was 18 at the time, and was she a looker; wavy auburn hair, long and shapely legs from running track and cheer leading, and a bust that most woman would die for. As a horny high school kid, I have to admit that I’d fantasized about my sister more than once, still it was nothing more than a fantasy, and this was about getting her for pinching my butt.
I chased her down the stairs and into the den, suprising her as I don’t think she expected me to follow her all the way downstairs. Managing to reach and grab the tail of her T-shirt as it flapped behind her, I tugged hard, bringing her to an abrupt halt, then grabbed at her waist and started tickling. The whole scene was still unfolding with an air of innocence as she playfully fained resistance to my holding her.
“Gotcha!”, I hollered out, laughing a bit out of breath from the chase, but still tickling away.
Laurie began to struggle a little harder at the challenge of my words, eventually managing to spin away from my grasp. She stood in front of me, panting from the excitement and the struggle, then got a sly and mischievous look on her face, like a cat ready to pounce.
And before I had a chance to prepare myself for the impending retort, she lunged forward and began to try tickling me in kind. Her hands were flying everywhere in an effort to find my skin, and as I swirled my hands around to thwart her advance, I began to feel the towel that wrapped my waist begin to loosen. And as I began to backpedal in retreat, worried that my towel was ready to drop totally to the floor and leave me embarrassingly naked as my sister grappled my body, my foot clubbed the corner of the sofa, causing me to loose my balance and tumble backward.
It was pure self preserving instinct that caused me to grab hold of Laurie’s arm as I began to fall, sending us both tumbling down onto the arm of the couch, careening off it’s bulbous end, and crashing down onto the carpeted floor with Laurie falling on top of me.
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