First Time with Erin

It was summertime and it seemed that there was never anything to do in the suburbs except hang out with friends. Whoever got bored first would find out who else was around and then together, they would find somewhere to go and do nothing. Today started out as one of those days.

Val was headed over to his best friend Steve’s house. He wasn’t expected, but that’s just what they did. At some point one of them would head out and just show up at the other one’s house and they’d go do something. He was walking down the road, not having a car yet and at eighteen feeling too grown up to be riding a bike. It wasn’t an arduous journey but the hot, humid day had him sweating.

Finding the front door closed, Val rang the bell and waited. When no one answered he rang it again and peered through the small window in the door. There were lights on and the back door was open. He figured everyone must be out enjoying the pool on such a hot day so he headed around to the back of the house.

“Hello?” he yelled. “Anyone home? Steve?”

“Back here!” a woman’s voice replied.

Val opened the gate and swung around the corner expecting to find the whole family lounging around the large in-ground pool. To his surprise the only one in the yard was Erin, Steve’s older sister. She was laying out on a chaise lounge sunning herself in a very small swimsuit. A very, very small swimsuit. She looked up lazily at him coming over and gifted him with a welcoming smile. Val and Erin had known each other for years. He and Steve had practically grown up together, so they were always comfortable around each other. However since the onset of puberty, Val had been looking at her in a completely different way. Gone were the innocent days of youth when they would all play ball together or just run around acting silly. Whereas the boys remained awkward and gawky, she seemed to have sprouted overnight and had become a graceful, stunningly beautiful woman.

Erin wasn’t that tall, a little over five feet, but she radiated her Norwegian heritage. She had light blonde hair and pale blue eyes that seemed to look right through you. Her breasts were a perfectly perky C cup and Val found that it took all of his willpower not to simply stare at them every time he talked to her. Her body was tight and curved perfectly in all the right places. Her legs looked like they were sculpted by an artist and seemed to go on forever. The dark blue bikini she was wearing managed to accentuate everything she was blessed with before disappearing deep into the crack of her perfect ass and under the curves of her magnificent breasts.

“Hi Val,” she cooed up at him, taking off her sunglasses and stopping him in his tracks with those eyes.

“Hey Erin,” he managed after only a slight and hopefully unnoticeable pause.

“Steve’s not here,” she stated simply.

“Oh. Do you know when he’s coming back?”

“Not for a while actually. He had to go to Jersey with our parents. Uncle Jack fell and broke his ankle. He needs a hand getting things set up for a day or two so they went to help and took Steve for some of the heavy lifting.”

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Val said, thanking God for the dark sunglasses he was wearing. He let his eyes wander over every inch of her exposed body and found himself imagining, in great detail, the parts that were still hidden. He was also very glad for the baggy shorts he was wearing.

“What were you guys supposed to do today?” she asked.

“Oh nothing really. Just hang out somewhere and do nothing. I guess I’ll just catch up with him when he gets back.”

“You can hang out here and do nothing with me you know. We used to hang out all the time.”

“Sure,” he said a little too quickly. He caught himself and added “That sounds cool,” with as much nonchalance as he could muster. He settled tentatively on the empty lounge chair next to hers.

She rolled casually onto her side so she could look at him while they talked and Val had to shift quickly when his cock sprang immediately to full attention. Her luscious breasts hung down only slightly under their own weight and were less then an inch from popping out of her bikini top. For some reason her nipples were already hard and fighting against the thin fabric concealing them. In fact, her hard nipples seemed to be the only thing holding her tiny top in place right now. Her long legs we stacked casually on top of each other and Val found his eyes locked onto that beautiful, lustful place where they met. If he had thought that the back of her bikini bottoms were small, he was amazed that the front was less then half the size and pulled tight against her soft young mound. He could almost make out everything, down to the beautiful little shadowed line running right down the middle of the cloth.

“You want to jump in the pool real quick?” she asked with a slight smile. “You look like you’re getting a little overheated.”

A very embarrassed “Huh?” was all he could muster. Was it that obvious?

“From the walk over,” she continued. “Looks like you worked up a sweat.”

“Oh no,” he smiled back, relieved. “I’m fine. Unless I offend the lady,” he added, lifting his arm and giving himself a comical sniff. He was rewarded with a laugh and a smile that thrilled his soul. God, he loved making her laugh.

“Not at all,” she assured him. “In fact, a good sweat on a man can be a very sexy thing.”

She kept smiling and chewed on the end of her sunglasses a little before she continued.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything,” he told her.

“Why did we stop hanging out? You, me and Steve were inseparable for years.”

“Yeah, I remember,” he smiled again at the memory. “The three Musketeers. I guess it was just a growing up thing. Boys and girls and such. And, when you’re younger, three years age difference can be a lot.”

“But that was such a long time ago. Those three years aren’t such a big deal now are they?”

No, Val thought to himself. Those three years were now absolutely amazing. But boy, were there other issues he was dealing with. “Not really,” was all he could safely say.

“So, I’ll be home for a few months now. We can hang out again?”

“Of course. We’re hanging out right now aren’t we?” he asked her and she smiled for him again.

“Yes we are. Lay back then. Relax and get some sun with me.”

“I’m okay here,” he answered quickly. If he laid down on his back now, he’d look like a sundial at high noon.

“Well, at least take your shirt off and get some sun. You’re making me feel terribly underdressed.” He thought her smile seemed to turn a little seductive now, but that had to be in his head. There’s no way that this goddess of a woman would want him like that. She was a twenty one year old college girl and his best friend’s sister who he had known his whole life. And, to put it plainly, he wasn’t that lucky. Was he?

Val pulled off his shirt and tossed it at her playfully. “There, happy?”

“Very,” she said as she caught it up. She crunched it up into a ball and held it up to her nose. She took a long, slow sniff and gave him a coy look. “The smell of a real man.”

They both laughed this time and Val held his hand out for her to give back the shirt. Instead, she balled it up and tucked it under her head.

“No, I’m keeping it,” she purred. “I forgot a pillow.”

“Okay.”

“If you’re not going to make yourself comfortable, you can at least make yourself useful.”

She picked up her bottle of suntan lotion and held it out to him. Again, a flurry of thoughts raced through his mind. She’s hot. She’s smart. She’s funny and fun to be with. She’s perfect. She’s totally not hitting on me. I’m not that lucky.

“Are you sure?” he chanced. “I’ve seen movies that start like this.”

“I’ve seen the same movies,” she answered while turning back onto her stomach. “Usually you have a pizza though. We’ll see how you do with the lotion.”

She put her sunglasses back on and waited. Val moved slowly down to the foot of her lounge chair and tried to control his nervousness. He was almost shaking. This was really happening. He decided to start with her feet and legs. He didn’t want to be a cliché and go right to her back. Plus, it gave him a chance to feel her out, as it were. Just in case he was way off about this.

As soon as he straddled the end of the chair, she brought her legs down on top of his, hooking her feet over the top of his thighs. He took a bit of lotion and began to rub it over her tight calves. She made a small, almost inaudible purring noise in her throat as he moved his hands up and down along her perfect legs. He could feel her long lean muscles reacting to his touch. The top of her feet were pressing against his legs and then relaxing in answer to each of his long strokes, almost pulling him forward, closer to her.

With each stroke, Val moved his hands up a little more. First he moved up from her calves to the backs of her knees, letting his thumbs caress the soft flesh there in little circles. Then he slowly moved up into long, smooth strokes that went all the way from her calves up to the middle of her silky smooth thighs. Val was in heaven and his hands were rubbing the legs of the most beautiful girl he had ever known. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take. He was rock hard already and could feel the dampness collecting in a warm spot at the front of his shorts. But he was committed now. He knew he had to keep going.

It was like he was hypnotized with lust. He picked up the suntan lotion, took another handful and slid himself forward on the lounge chair. Erin barely reacted, she just relaxed a little and shifted her legs to let him get closer. He started at the base of her thighs now and slowly ran his hands up to the base of her perfectly sculpted ass. He widened his fingers out as he slid his hands back down, gently pulling her legs back to him. She let out a soft throaty breath, and Val felt her legs tighten around him a little more. He did that a few more times, up and back, up and back, shifting from sliding his thumbs up the inside of her thighs to long strokes with his fingers down the outside on the way back. His heart was pounding so hard he worried that Erin would hear it if she couldn’t feel it shaking his body already. He didn’t care. All he cared about was the feeling of her long, smooth legs lying on top of his own and her soft, smooth skin growing warmer as he kept going.