Literotic asexstories – Sister's Big Mouth by Iva Biggun,Iva Biggun
“Alright! Alright! Keep your panties on!” Joey yelled from his room to his impatient sister Gwen. “Damn, she’s a pain in the ass,” he mumbled to himself as he jammed his wallet into the back pocket of his jeans and strapped his watch to his wrist. Still, Joey could hardly believe she had actually condescended to allow him to ride with her downtown and make an unscheduled stop at the music store so he could get that new cd. “She’ll probably want to borrow it,” he thought to himself as he bounded down the stairs two at a time and jogged out the front door. It seemed that their taste in music was about the only thing the two siblings had in common.
Ever since Joey could remember, his older sister Gwen had always been a thorn in his side. Even though she was only three years older than him, she had always acted like she was so much more mature and he was just a little kid. Joey was never able to understand why Gwen had always treated him with such disdain. He had tried to be friendly towards her when they were both kids, but soon found out that she would only take advantage of his good-natured efforts.
Joey had a theory why his sister had always been such a bitch towards him though. Since both of their parents worked, Gwen had gotten saddled with watching Joey every day after school and all day during their school vacations instead of getting to hang out with her friends. Gwen had been popular enough in high-school on her looks alone, and even Joey had to admit she was very easy on the eyes, but not being allowed by their parents to participate in any after school activities or clubs had kept her just out of reach of the “in” clique. Joey thought her animosity towards him might decline as they got older but he was wrong. Even though he was now nineteen and she was twenty-two, Gwen was still a bitch. Joey just figured that she acted that way towards him more out of habit than anything else, and Joey had to admit that he really didn’t give her much of a reason to be nice to him. It’s just that, he reasoned, he’d been taken advantage of so many times in the past by Gwen he had learned his lessons. Now, he just tried to stay out of her way, which was hard to do with them both living in the same house and going to the same college.
“It’s about time,” Gwen snapped as Joey got into their mother’s car alongside his sister. “One more minute and I would have left you.”
“Well, I’m here now so let’s just go,” Joey said without so much as a look towards her.
“Buckle up. I don’t want to get a ticket because you don’t have your seatbelt on,” Gwen retorted as she backed their mother’s car out of the driveway.
They took the usual potshots at each other on the way downtown. Joey knocked her driving and Gwen harassed him about his friends and anything else she could think of. When they reached the supermarket, Joey contemplated waiting in the car while Gwen went in to get the groceries, but it was a very hot day and Joey didn’t want to sit in the hot car all that time, since he knew Gwen wouldn’t leave him the car keys so he could run the air conditioner. So he decided to go in with her.
Gwen continued to berate her younger brother all the way inside the supermarket, but by then Joey had tired of arguing with her. He just wanted to get this over with, go to the music store and get his cd, and get back home to the sanctuary known as his room and enjoy the new tunes through headphones. Besides, he thought, it would be just like that bitch to change her mind and not take him to the music store, especially if he kept up the bickering. So as he pushed the buggy behind his sister up and down the aisles, Joey just tuned her out. He had gotten very good at doing that over the years.
Joey had just about gotten himself in a zone all his own when, all of a sudden, something grabbed his attention. Gwen was about four feet in front of the buggy and bent over at the waist, examining the label on a jar of spaghetti sauce. She stood there but a moment, her back to her brother, but to Joey it felt much longer. In that one moment, Joey noticed the length and beauty of Gwen’s legs, prominently displayed by her short shorts and farther enhanced by her wedge-heeled sandals, and the near perfection of her pear shaped ass. And the weirdest thing about it was, Joey liked what he saw, seeming to forget that these fine attributes were attached to his bitch of a sister.
Still, Joey found himself noticing his sister’s fine ass and gorgeous legs throughout the rest of the shopping excursion, averting his gaze only when he thought she would notice. As they stood in the check-out lane and Gwen leaned over while emptying the buggy’s items onto the little conveyor belt of the check-out, Joey began to wonder why he had never noticed Gwen like that before. After all, having lived together all their lives, he’d had plenty of opportunities to notice. He’d seen her many times running around the house in her short shorts and skin tight t-shirts and even less. He probably was just too busy arguing to pay her that kind of attention before, he thought.
As they walked to the car, Joey made sure to fall a few steps behind Gwen in order to once again catch a glimpse of her outstanding asset as it swayed to and fro while she walked. At the car, Joey even refused to put the bags of groceries he carried in the trunk himself, rather handing them to Gwen instead and watching as she bent over to put the bags away.
Back in the car, an eerie feeling was starting to come over Gwen, as if she was being watched. She brushed it off though as she didn’t have time to dwell on it. The grocery shopping had taken longer than she had anticipated and she still had to run her whiney brat brother by the music store. She supposed she could just tell him she changed her mind and wasn’t going to do it, but then he’d probably go and whine to their parents when they returned from their vacation in a couple of weeks or something and she’s catch hell for being mean. Besides, ever since they were in the grocery store, he had quit being a complete idiot like usual, so she guessed she could go by the music store. As long as she made it clear to him that she wasn’t going to wait on him all day.
“Alright, bub, you got ten minutes to get in there and get your cd,” Gwen warned Joey as she pulled into a space in front of the music store. “Then I’m leaving with or without you. I’m already running late and I need to be home no later than one o’clock.”
“What for?” Joey asked. “Did you forget it’s Saturday? Oprah’s not on today,” he wise-cracked.
“Ha, ha, ha, you little shit,” Gwen snapped. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I need to do some laundry because, unlike you, I have a date tonight. Not to mention taking a shower and getting ready, and I can’t take my shower at the same time I’m doing the laundry or I’ll run out of hot water”
“Okay, I’m sorry, Gwen. I’ll hurry,” Joey said with a smile as he got out of the car and trotted into the music store.
“Now that was fucking weird,” Gwen said aloud to no one as she watched him disappear into the store. “‘I’m sorry, Gwen’? What the hell was that about?” Joey’s apology had absolutely taken her aback as she more expected him to flip her off the way he usually did. Something weird was going on, but Gwen really didn’t have time to think much about it because barely five minutes had passed before the car door was opening and her brother was settling in the seat.
“All buckled up,” he said. “Let’s go.”
“Well, that was quick,” she said.
“Well, you said you had things to do and I didn’t want to hold you up,” he told her. “I got what I came for, and as you can see, the store isn’t very busy right now so it didn’t take me but a minute or two. Besides, I appreciate you running me by here.”
Gwen still had sort of a shocked look on her face as she began backing out of the parking space. Was her pain in the ass brother actually being considerate? No way! He’ll be asking her for something else any minute now, she was sure of it. Gwen started to think to herself, “I wonder what else the little creep wants.” When all of the sudden…
Joey dropped his new cd to the floorboard as the car came to an abrupt halt with a thud.
“What the fuck?” he shouted.
“Oh my god!” Gwen screamed as she rocked in her seat.
“What happened?” Joey asked. “Did the transmission lock up or something?” He watched as Gwen threw the gearshift up into park and knew that couldn’t have been it. When he turned around in his seat, Joey saw what had happened.
They both exited the car and walked to the back end of it. Mom’s car was resting up against the circular concrete barrier surrounding one of the parking lot’s light poles. Gwen had caught it with the right side bumper. Quickly surveying the damage, Joey could see that the bumper was pushed in about three inches or more, the right quarter panel was wrinkled and sticking out and the tail light was broke just from what he could tell and he was no mechanic.
“Oh my god, Joey, is it bad do you think?” Gwen asked frantically.
“Shit, Gwen, I’d say it’s at least a couple thousand dollars worth of damage,” he told her.
“Mom’s gonna kill me,” Gwen said and started to sob. Joey wasn’t sure what to say or do. “Goddammit, Joey,” Gwen screamed at him. “This is all your fault!”
“My fault? How the fuck is this my fault exactly?” he yelled back.
“If you hadn’t insisted on making me bring you to the music store for that stupid cd none of this would have happened!”
Now he was pissed. There was no way in hell she was going to put this off on him. “No, if you’d been watching what you were doing this wouldn’t have happened!” he snapped back. “Just be glad it wasn’t another car or the damage would’ve been more.”
“So what do we do now?” Gwen asked.
“Well, doesn’t look like there’s any kind of property damage so there’s no need to call the police,” he said. Joey took a quick look around and saw no other cars in the vicinity. “And it doesn’t look like anyone saw what happened anyway, so we might just as well go home.”
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