Sister — Brother — Lover 4

Sister – Brother – Lover

Chapter Four

My sister Pat seemed to be handling her condition OK. I, on the other hand was a bit confused. On the one hand I had spent last night enjoying a nice set of tits and getting a double blow job. I was feeling pretty good about that.

But too much good luck makes a person wonder if it will suddenly turn as bad as it was good. My sister might go bonkers. My parents might catch us. The entire school might find out that I had been fooling around with my sister who was really my brother.

On the other hand I didn’t see much I could do about it. I wasn’t hitting on Pat. She was coming to me. I suppose I could say no but it is not that easy. First of all she seemed to need me. And then there was the sex. Was I really going to say no to the hottest girl I knew?

When I got home from school I started reading this book we had been assigned. I didn’t get far before mom poked her head in my door and announced she was meeting a friend at the mall but would be back for dinner.

I heard her leave and started wondering how long it would be before … Just then Pat came walking into my room. She sat on my bed and fidgeted. I kept reading waiting for her to say something. Don’t ask me what I was reading. I was too distracted thinking about what she might say.

Finally she spoke. “I was wondering if you would be willing to do me a favor.”

This was the girl who discussed blowjobs without a blush so what could be making her nervous? “I’ll help if I can.” I closed the book and set it down.

Pat looked down at her feet. “I am still worried that I don’t look normal down there.” She looked up at me. “Would you check and tell me if a boy is going to think I am deformed?”

I should have seen this coming but I still couldn’t believe I was hearing this. My sister was asking me to inspect her pussy.

She must have mistaken my surprise for unwillingness. “If you think it is too weird or gross then I will understand.” She blurted out.

I reminded myself to play it cool. “It seemed a little strange but I understand why you need to know. Just let me know when you want to do it.”

Pat looked at me like I was stupid. “Mom is gone. What’s wrong with right now?”

“You’re right. Now is a good time.” I waited to see what she would do.

She went over and locked my door and then walked back to the bed. Her movements were quick and nervous as she unzipped the skirt she was wearing and stepped out of it. Her legs were fantastic. That perfect skin of hers made most girls look plain in comparison.

She pushed her panties down and then sat on the bed to remove them. She was staring straight ahead instead of at me. I realized she was waiting for me so I wheeled my desk chair over to her. Pat slowly spread her knees keeping her gaze on the wall behind me.

I had to keep reminding myself that she wanted me to look so I didn’t have to be shy about it. I looked at her pussy and my already hard cock throbbed in excitement. I studied it trying to memorize each detail.

“I can’t see it all.” I told her. “Could you lean back?”

Pat didn’t answer but just lay back on the bed. Her entire pussy was right in front of me.

After a few minutes Pat prompted me. “Well?”

I could hear the concern in her voice. “It looks perfect to me.”

She seemed to relax a bit. “Are you sure?”

“Well, you don’t have any hair there. Do you shave it?” I was genuinely curious.

“No.” she replied sounding embarrassed. “It never grew.”

“Some girls shave it when they do their legs so it isn’t that unusual.” I reassured her.

“Betsy Tillman has so much hair it looks like somebody planted a hedge down there.”

“That sounds gross.