My Girlfriend’s Sister (Pt. 01)

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My Girlfriend’s Sister

By Troy Stories

Part 1

Finally the time has come! My girlfriend Karla and I have been dating for almost 3 months now. Her family is a strict Christian family. The type that go’s to church every Sunday, has Monday through Thursday bible studies classes, and are dedicated members of their church. In fact that’s how I met Karla. She was apart of my church’s choir. The years of strict abstinence were starting to get oppressive and annoying to her. After some persuasion I had got her to agree to do the “devils deed” and we plan to do it a soon as we had the chance. She informed me that it was ok to come over this weekend. Her parents was going out of town with her little sister. I had gathered all the materials I needed for the occasion. Condoms, lube, gatorade, a couple of scary movies, and some weed. I wanted it to go as smoothly as possible.

It was Friday evening, her parents were suppose to be leaving around 6. I look at my phone for the time it’s 5:39. I threw the phone back on to my bed. I was so excited I couldn’t sit down. I was pacing back and forth in my room waiting for her text. About 10 minutes later my phone chimed. It was her! I grabbed it off my bed almost dropping it in the process. The text message read.

“Bad news my parents are making me watch my bratty sis. The little stain got suspended yesterday.”

“Fuck!” I mumbled under my breath.

There goes my weekend. But just when I was about to throw my phone back onto the bed the phone chimed again. The message read.

“We can still hang out if you want to?” I thought to myself.

“Maybe I could get a hand job out of this, possibly a blowjob.”

I texted back.

“I’m on my way!”

Grabbed my bag full of supplies, jumped on my bike, and made my way to her place.

I was so excited I forgot to get the ok to come over. Luckily I arrived when her parents was backing out of the drive way. I hid behind the neighbors shrubs as soon as I spotted them. I waited a moment then checked if the coast was clear. My phone buzzed in my pocket. The first text read

“wait they’re still here!” Below was the more recent one reading

“k they’re gone now.”

I made my way to the back door. Stashing my bike in their backyard shed. Then went to the front door and rang the doorbell. Moments later the door opened. She was about 5″4, 120lbs, petite with c cup breast. She was wearing a black satin split thigh nightgown. I couldn’t help but to ogle Her body in it. Her long black hair was messy as if she had just rolled out of bed. A long yawn and rubbing of her squinted eyes confirmed it. It was Karla’s little sister Kim. Once her eyes adjusted she recognized me and gestured for me to come in. I had only seen Kimberly at school a few times and only in a school uniform. Seeing this side of her made my Levi’s get tighter as I stared.

I followed her to the kitchen closing the door behind me. Mesmerized by her hips rocking side to side as she walked. She open the fridge as I sat on a stool at the counter.

“Would you like a beverage?…” She asked

“We have water, cranberry, sweet tea or wine?

“I’m fine.” I insisted.

“Some Wine?” She confirmed.

“No!” I said I’m fi..”

Before I could finished she bent over and pulled out the biggest bottle of wine I’ve ever seen from the wine rack.

Giving me a view of her velvet black thong.

Music coming from upstairs broke my ogling.

“Is Karla here?” I abruptly asked.

She, unhurriedly filled the wine to the tip of the glass then put the bottle back onto the wine rack.

Giving me another view of her nicely firm ass.

“Here you go!” She smiled innocently.

“I’m fine Kim. I brought my own.” I gestured at the backpack I was carrying.

She shrugged and took a sip.

“Mmm, tasty!”

“I don’t think you should be drinking that!”

I protested.

She took the glass and made a beeline to the stairs.

She stopped at the end and shouted.

“Karla! your boyfriend is here!”

I could hear her footsteps shuffling above the living room.

I got up to put the gatorade from my bag into the fridge.

Kimberly began swaying and dancing to the faint music with her eyes closed. For a moment. Then stopped and blurted.

“I like Aaliyah!” “She makes the best songs!” She took a longer sip and asked, do you like Aaliyah?” I closed the fridge, sat back on the stool. Maintaining my distance from her.

“Aaliyah? The R&B singer?” I assured.

She nodded.

“Um, yeah I guess…but, I really don’t think you should be drinking that. I’m not at drinking age so I’m sure you are not either.”

She walked over towards me and asked.

“You know what my favorite song by her is?” Then She lean in and whispered.

“Age Ain’t Nothin But A Number.”

A door opened upstairs and the familiar voice said. “What!..are!…you!…Wearing!” It was Karla. Karla was 5″6, 145lbs, with dark chestnut hair. Her style was more conservative. She was wearing a white collar shirt with a black and white plaid dress on top. She was a B cup, but had a nice huge ass that she was know for.

“Dad told you to change when there is guess in the house!”

“Go! upstairs! and change!”

“Ugh!” Kim pouted. “You such a fucking prude you need some dick!” I could see Karla turning red from anger and embarrassment.

I couldn’t help but to chuckle a bit myself.

“Language. young lady, watch it!”

“Go to your room!”

Kim walked up the stairs unfazed and unhurried from her sister’s yelling. Humming a familiar melody.

“And that better be juice Kim! JUICE!” Karla shouted as Kim disappeared up the stairs.

“Ugh! She is so irritating… I’m sorry, Ray. I didn’t expect you this early. My parents just left. How long have u been here?

Can I get you something to drink? Gosh I’m such a mess! I’m really sorry about…

“Karla!” I interrupted.

“calm down, it’s ok”

She sighed “I’m sorry, I’m just…nervous.”

“I understand.” I assured her

“I have something that’ll ease your mind.” I reached in to my bag pulling out a baggie of weed and dangled it teasingly beside my face.

“Do you have a preferred place we can smoke?” She smiled and with out a word she grabbed my hand and lead me up the stairs. Once up stairs she guided me to her room, closed the door, and raised the bedroom window.

“We can smoke in here, just try to blow the smoke out the window please.”

“No problem!” I grabbed one of her books on her desk and began to roll a joint. Karla watched eagerly. Silence fill the room other than the faint sound of music coming from Kim’s room.

“So…your sister Kim. She something else huh? How did she get suspended?”

Karla rolled her eyes.

“Ugh, that whore I swear she’s trying to get kicked out of school. She’s been nothing but trouble since she got her breast. You know Ron right? Basketball jock Ron?” “Yeah that asshole what about him?” “Well apparently she skipped class to give him a handjob in the boys locker room!” “Oh I heard about that. I didn’t know that was Kim!

“Yeah, that’s only the half of it. When they caught her they smelled alcohol on her, searched her locker, and found a half bottle a moscato.”

“Oh wow!” I said.

“Right! She is so embarrassing! Hey, are you finished yet?” She asked.

“Almost, you want first hit?”

“Nah, I want to see how you do it?”

“Hold on, you have smoked before right?” “Me? Ptff! Of course, many times!”

I squinted at her as if I could see the lie written on her face. I then lit and took a drag out of the joint.

“I can’t believe a devoted Christian girl would every try the devils lettuce!”

I teasingly said. She turned red in the face and looked away.

“I’m just teasing you Karla. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“No no, your right I only tried it once with Kim and her friends. I freaked out after the second hit. Thought I was going to hell! They all laughed at me. I haven’t tried ever since.”

“Oh…well you don’t have to smoke if u don’t want to.” “No, I want to I’m over it now! That whole ordeal was about a year ago it’s just… promise me you won’t laugh at me if I get too high.”

“Here.” I passed the joint to her.

“I promise.” I got a few scary movies to watch while we smoke. Do you like… Halloween, Child’s Play, Scream, or The Exorcist?” Before she could answer Karla started choking on the smoke, coughing uncontrollably.

“Slow down there baby lungs!” I jokingly said. “You alright?” Karla face had turned red as she held her chest. She nodded and muttered between coughs. “Child’s Play.”

My plan was we smoke two joints then she’ll be nice and relaxed for me to make my move.

About 10 minutes in we finished the first joint. She seem to like it at first. We were joking and laughing about the movie but she still seem more apprehensive than relaxed. So I rolled up another joint earlier than I planned. About Half way through the second joint my plan begin to backfire.

I notice she was more drowsy than relaxed. Then shortly after I noticed she started to fade out.

“Karla?…KARLA!” I shook her but she didn’t stir.

“Goddamn it!” She had passed out. I’m not into somnophilia so my mission ultimately failed.

“Now what?” For a moment I sat in defeat.

I took out my phone and text the group chat.

“mission failed fellas she passed out on me.” A few moments later I got a response from Mike.

“What happened bro?” Then another from Orlando. “Don’t tell me her parents showed up.” I responded.

“She got too faded and passed out on me.” Orlando responded. “Lame.” Then Mike. “Damn bro, better luck next time.”

And finally Yanni responded. “I would still hit tho.”

I text back. “Not cool bro.”

Yanni responded back. “Jk Jk, but I would wait on her to come to and try again.”

Hmm, that wasn’t a bad idea but, what I didn’t know is when will her parents get home? Karla didn’t really say how long they would be gone. Could they be back here tonight? If I stay the night would they arrive tomorrow morning? Will they be gone until Sunday? No. I know they don’t miss church for anything. I guess I’ll just watch the rest of the movie and go home. If she does come to I’ll try again. After those 2 joints I was started to get the dreaded cotton mouth then I remembered, I left the gatorade in the fridge. I then hop up off the bed and made my way down to the kitchen. It was dark. The time on the stove read 8:28. I’ll probably leave out of here around 9 or 9:30. Before opening the fridge I spotted the huge wine bottle on the counter. A sip wouldn’t hurt right? It’s the least I can get for my troubles. I popped the cork and took a huge gulp.

“Ah, that’s the stuff.” Then as if from out of nowhere a voice said.

“I don’t think you should be drinking that!”

I jumped, nearly dropping the bottle. I scanned the room to see who was here with me. I then spotted a figure at the end of the stairs. I hit the light switch to discover Kim with a smirk on her face

“Shit Kim, you scared the hell out of me!” She giggled.

“Don’t be stingy pour me a glass.”

She made her way to the kitchen stumbling a little after a few steps.

“Your drunk Kim I think your good for tonight.”

“Drunk!, I’m tipsy at best.” She protested.

She then hiccuped, it almost looked as if she was going to hurl.

“Ok, I might be a little drunk.” She playfully admitted.

“But I won’t tell if u won’t tell.” She sung teasingly.

I had no energy to argue with her plus I didn’t want Karla to find out I was drinking her parents wine. What harm is it to let Kim drink she already does it. What’s the worst that could happen so I humored her. I poured her a glass and handed to her as I continue to drink from the bottle.

She took a few sips then said.

“Ah, so you got my sister to finally let loose a little. You must be something! special….um…Roy?”

“It’s Ray.” I corrected her taking another sip from the bottle.

“Ray, My apologies. So Ray did you make my sister a woman tonight?”

I had choked on the wine, coughing a bit from her in unexpected question. Once I gather myself I decided to play aloof.

“What!? What do you mean?” I asked.

“Don’t play dumb with me. I know more than you think.”

“I bet, I heard about you Kimberly.” I sarcastically said.

“Oh yeah what have you heard Ray. Tell me!” She put her glass down and stepped closer towards me.

“I know you got suspended.”

“For?” She playfully said inching closer.

Now I’m starting to get flustered. Thinking is she coming on to me? Should I continue conversation? Why do I feel so intimidated by her?

“Umm.”

I hesitated for a moment but I ultimately decided to spit it out.

“T-The whole handjob incident in the locker room.”

“Yes, is that all?” She said moving even closer to me.

“And apparently the drinking rumors are true.”

She step so close to me that now we are face to face. I try to back away but my back was against the refrigerator. She then asked.

“Have you heard that I do more than handjobs?”

I felt myself getting a hard on.

Then she whispers into my ear pressing up against my growing erection.

“Have you heard how deep I can throat a cock?”

The tingles of her warm breath made my hairs on my neck stand on ends.

I can feel her pierced nipples poking into my chest.

“Have you heard how wet I get just from sucking on it?”

At this point my heart was beating out of my chest. My mind told me to push her away but, my body wanted more. Her hands traveled down to my now throbbing erection.

“Have you heard I have no gag reflex?”

She then unzip my pants and stroke my dick and caressed my balls through my drawers.

She had full control of my desires.

She continued.

“Have you heard I don’t spit?……”

She then got to her knees, took out my cock, looked up at me and said

“No, I swallow!”

Without breaking eye contact she took me in her mouth slowly sucking on the head of my dick.

I could feel ever single taste bud grazing every inch, as she licked me like a lollipop.

Then she took me deeper into her mouth.

All while never breaking eye contact.

“Oh Shit, Kim oh fuck!”

Her mouth was so slick I felt like I was in complete bliss. “Mmmm.” she moaned. Pleased with my reactions to what she was doing to me. She closed her eyes and began bobbing faster, sucking harder. What she did next was something out of my wildest dreams. She took the wine bottle from my hand and set it beside her. Then took both of my hands and put it on the back of her head and forced my dick down her throat with ease.

I couldn’t believe how experienced this girl was. I started face fucking her like my life depended on it. She began caressing her tit with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. Completely unbothered the throat thrashing I was dishing out. I begin to lose myself, lost in the moment of pleasure. Until I felt that familiar feeling stirring in my balls.

“Oh shit, Kim oh my god Kim, I’m about to cum! I’m about to…”

As I tried to pull out she grab my ass with both hands and pushed me as deep into her throat as I can go. “FUCK!” I yelled. Then released everything I had down her esophagus. All I could hear from her was her gulping down what felt like gallons of cum. After what was now the most intense orgasm of my life she finally took me out of her throat. She let out a little burp looked up at me and open her mouth for me to see. “All gone.” She said. I was speechless.

Then she got up, grabbed her half empty glass, and drunk it down. I couldn’t do anything but just watched her as I was still recovering from her performance.

When she finished her glass she then set it down and pranced out the kitchen and disappeared up the stairs. My head was spinning, I was confused, conflicted. Did that just happen? Did I just face fuck my girlfriend’s sister? What made her just give me the greatest blowjob in my life? How did I just let her take me like that? Why do I feel so wrong but yet so right? Why did she just flee the scene leaving me wanting more!

“Goddamn it.” I whispered too myself. I kept replaying what just happened over and over. Still not fully believing what just happened actually happened. She infested my thoughts so thoroughly that I completely forgot where I was.

“Shit, Karla!” I ran up the stairs so fast I was falling up them. Her room was straight down the hallway. But before I got there I had to pass Kim’s. I paused at her door, she was still playing music. I thought to myself. “Should I go in? Did she want me to follow her?” Just when I was about to open her door I heard my phone ring from Karla’s room. I then rushed in there and to my relief Karla was still in the same spot I had left her. I answered the phone quickly to keep the ringing from disturbing her.

“Yo Ray, we outside waiting on you.” It was Orlando.

“What? Why? What’s going on?”

“Nigga, you didn’t get my text?” I checked my home screen to discover multiple notifications.

“Oh, my bad bro I was… busy.” I didn’t know if I wanted to tell him what just happened between Kim and I. Hell, I was still processing the moment myself.

“I’ll be right out give me a second.” I looked at Karla slumped over. She looked uncomfortable so I positioned her on her back and put covers over her.

Then made my way outside. I spotted his all black Hellcat parked in front the neighbors house. Despite of it being dark outside you can’t miss the bright LED headlights and orange underglow.

I opened the passenger door and got in.

“Took you long enough dick head!” Orlando chastised.

“Yeah yeah, so what’s up?”

Another voice from the back seat responded.

“We going to the party. You in?”

“OH SHIT.” I jumped. Startled by his unannounced presents. Orlando laughed.

“You prison bitch jumpy today huh?” Orlando teased.

“Nah man I didn’t know he was back there.” I defended.

“Did you not see the group chat?” Mike asked.

I took out my phone and looked through the group chat to catch up on the continuing conversation.

Reading through the group chat apparently since I told them Karla passed out, the guys plan to go to a near by party. Yanni rejected the invite so it was just Mike and Orlando going. They came to see if I were coming with them or not. I thought about Kim and if she would take my virginity tonight. If not Kim maybe the original plan Karla. What use would it be for me to go when I have two girls home alone and both are interested in me?

“Nah, I told y’all I was busy.”

“What, busy layed up with yo bitch not getting no ass? You going with us or not.”

Orlando remarked snarkily.

I declined.

“No, not tonight boys I’m…. Before I could finished Orlando and Mike simultaneously scoffed.

“Come on Ray don’t pull a Yanni and pass on us too!” Mike begging.

“Now now, if he wants to stay in let him.” Orlando defended. “Let him chase that uptight Christian pussy while we go get some hoes.”

“Geez, thanks Orlando.” I sarcastically said.

Looking out his review Orlando spotted a blue Mercedes-Benz AMG creeping up slowly. He clutched is pistol that was casually laying in his lap.

“Hold on, Hold on who’s this.”

The Mercedes drove passed us stopping in front of Karla’s house.

Recognizing the license plate it read. RONS ROD.

Mike blurted out.

“That’s Ron.”

“Basketball Jock Ron?” I clarified.

“Yeah.” Mike confirm.

“Hold on, Hold on who’s that!” Orlando said tapping my shoulder directing my attention to the house.

I looked over to see a petite feminine figure silhouette in heels walk down the driveway, got into the passenger side of the Mercedes and drove off.

“That wasn’t yo bitch was it?” Orlando exclaimed.

“Nah, I think that’s her sister Kim. Mike answered. Karla is bigger then that.” “They’re going to the party too.” He added.

“Damn, I didn’t know she had a sister. I ought to be tappin that.” Orlando said nudging me in the arm.

“Chill Orlando, that’s Ron’s girl.” Mike said.

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“Whoa!” I interrupted.

“Ron and Kim are dating?” I asked.

“Yeah bro They been a thing for a couple of months now. Plus I told you about the whole locker room situation. She’s Crazy about that guy. Hell, I heard she got suspended and he got off scot-free.” Mike explained.

“Man I don’t give a fuck who she’s with! I don’t want her I just want my turn! Ain’t that right Ray? Orlando protested.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing Kim and Ron are going out? Why did she suck me off moments ago? Just when I thought we had something going on. Then, Bam this news. I felt angry, betrayed, played, jealous. How could she like an asshole like Ron. Ron was a dumb basketball jock that has gotten everything handed to him since birth. He doesn’t deserve her. Forget about Karla, I need Kim.

“Fuck it! I’m down! Let’s go fellas.” I demanded.

“Now we’re talking!” Orlando put it in drive and we sped off.

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