Milk of Desire, Chapter 3 : She set me up for my first time.

Milk of Desire

By EFon


Chapter 3 : She set me up for my first time.

I woke up to my mom calling me at my door to get up for school. I woke and wondered if yesterday was real or a dream. Oh shit! Why hadn’t I thought about it earlier? Two nights ago I thought I had dreamed getting my first blowjob in the night by a mysterious girl, but only my mom and sister were home so I chalked it up to a wet dream. But with my waking of listening to Jen fingering herself with my name upon her lips it was all crystal clear now.

It was my sister Jen who had suddenly sucked my cock that night. That was why she was acting so weird yesterday, being all nice with giving me a ride to school and making me dinner. But why? Did she fall head over heels in love with me suddenly? She didn’t know I’d read her diary or overhear her masturbating, so this couldn’t be a ploy or joke on me. Could she really have fallen in love with me when she saw my morning wood?

I’d have to tread carefully. Sure, it was my sister, and I loved her, but not that way. That’s just gross. Besides, she’d been a bitch to me for the years and now, suddenly I have a cock bigger than her current boyfriend so now she wants me? They always say everywhere that size doesn’t matter, but maybe that’s all just a lie? Does size really matter that much? I looked at my morning wood and realized I’d better stop daydreaming and get dressed quick for school.

When I went out to breakfast I saw Jen on her knees in front of her door. I was about to ask what she was doing but then I suddenly knew. She had a wet rag and was cleaning up a little white crusty stain in front of her door. Her eyes locked with mine and for a moment we didn’t speak, move, or even breathe for a climactic and brutal second. Then she casually said, “Can you plug the nightlight back in the wall?” Then she got up and walked into the kitchen.

There is was. I’d forgotten to plug the light back in last night and even must have left some evidence of my incestuous voyeurism at the scene of my peeping last night. I plugged in the little light back into the wall socket and thought about where we were now. I knew she knew now, but she had said nothing. So now what? Did she want more from me? Hey, I wanted to lose my virginity as much as the next guy, but she was my sister. As long as it was just my sketch, or in the dark, sure, but there was no way I was going to start dating my own sister. That’s just gross, and I’d probably get us thrown in jail or something. Maybe I could just play it cool.

I joined her and mom at the kitchen table for breakfast. Mom looked exhausted having gotten home late last night and was already headed back out to work. Being a nurse is a tough job and she always seemed to be out working to put food on our table. I poured myself some cereal and ate in silence while Jen was assuring mom that last night had been fine. She issued us our chores to do when we came back from school today before we goofed off for the weekend since today was the end of the week, then took off for work.

Without Mom, Jen and I sat in silence for a moment. I finally looked nervously at Jen who picked up a banana and peeled it without a glance my way and then dipped in straight into her glass of milk. I’d never seen anyone do this before and was about to ask her what she was doing, but then she took it out while dripping a few drops of milk on her shirt, right on top of her breasts, while she sucked the milk off the banana by sliding it into her mouth. Then she wiped the milk from her bosom and ate the banana for real.

God I was hard, and I had to stop looking at her as I ate and tried to think of something else. I knew I had to say something, so I thought of something to say. “So, I think that Katey likes me.”

Jen swallowed her banana bit and said, “Yup, she does. I’m surprised you even noticed. She’s been hitting on you for almost a year, but you’ve never even looked at her twice.”

“Really? A year?” That’s freaking awesome! How could I have missed that? I cleared my throat and tried to remain composed, “Well, do you think that you could, maybe…” I didn’t know what to ask for. I’ve never been on a date before. How did one do this right?

Luckily Jen stepped in to assist, “Ask her to go out with you?”

I was sweating in my shoes just sitting at the breakfast table thinking about that cute red-head who was a year older than me going out with me. Kissing me and being my girlfriend in school. “Er… Um… Yea.”

“Sure little brother,” she suddenly said happily, “what else are big sisters for?” I wasn’t sure if she was being facetious or honest, but she grabbed her bag and said, “Get your stuff and let’s head to school.” I grabbed by bag of schoolbooks, adjusted my stiffy in my pants behind her back and ran to catch up and we got in her car and we went to pick up Lisa and Katey.

Like always, I was sitting in the back and it would only a few minutes for us to get to Lisa’s house to pick her friends up, but unlike usual Jen started talking to me instead of turning on her music. “So, what do you know about Katey?”

“Um…” Man, I didn’t really know anything. I’d known her for a year as Jen’s friend and seen her several times a week, but never really paid attention to her since she was a friend of Jen’s. “Not much I guess,” I said with a shrug.

Jen shook her head and started talking. I knew they were both on the cheer squad, but didn’t remember that until she’d said it. Then I learned about Katey likes and dislikes. I instantly started commenting them to memory. Likes running, cheerleading, and volleyball, but actually is bored by the basketball and football she cheers for. She absolutely loves having camping trips and barbeques every summer.