Best Friend's little sister. (open for 1 girl)

Aussie_Brandon

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o_O.c: I need one girl to play the character of Michael's best friend's younger sister. Michael and shaun have been best friends since they were seven years old, and he has recently noticed how beautiful Shaun's younger sister Erin has turned out to be. He no longer saw her as the quiet little girl who had no friends.

She is pretty shy. She is 18, about 5'6, nice curves, 34c bust, curvy hips, dyed blonde curly hair.

Michael is 20, athletic build light brown messy hair and about 6'2.
 
Michael woke up that morning to the blairing sound of his alarm at 10:00am . He and Shaun had been to a club the night before to celebrate Shaun's 21st birthday. He had the day off work today so he had a shower put on some jeans and a t-shirt, and made his way to Shaun's. He'd taken some photos last night so he was going to Shaun's to print them out. Hopefully he would have a moment alone to print out the photos of his sister Erin, he had a seperate disc for all the great cleavage shots he took. I love being tall... He chuckled to himself.

He got to Shaun's house only to find Shaun's younger sister Erin answer the door. He immediatly made a conscious effort not to look at her chest as it was clear she was wearing no bra.
"Oh Hi Michael...um..Shaun's at work i think..." said Erin blushing a little. She had always been incredibly shy, she was a little better than when she was younger but he could still sense her nervousness. Not wanting to prolong the awkwardness, Michael said "oh ok, I'll just go then.." he went to turn around when Erin called out to him "Well...he might come home for his lunch break..." So Michael turned back and went inside.
 
Wow, Erin thought in the back of her mind. Here she was alone, and with MICHAEL of all people. Her mind was reeling. She did a mental check of her appearance. Hair in a ponytail, shorts and a tank. She was not so put together as she should have been but, hey, who knew he would be over this early.

"If you like, we can wait in the den or out in the kitchen. Would you like something to drink?" talking on the move, she didnt have to make eye contact. She was so nervous. How many nights she had lain awake and thought of him. Masturbated even. She felt the blush creep into her cheeks and lowered her head. That was one thing she could not handle. At least one MORE thing since it was only them.
 
As He followed Erin through the house, her appearance immediatley made his mind waiver to dirty thoughts. She was wearing a tank top that hugged her breasts, the thin material showing her ample curves. Although she was quite short, her legs were stunning, flowing beautifuly up to her ass. Her hips were quite wide giving her a perfect hourglass figure.
Trying desperatley to think of unsexy thoughts, he realised this visit was going to be a test of his mental strength.

"If you like, we can wait in the den or out in the kitchen. Would you like something to drink?" she suggested.
"A drink would be great thanks. I'll just head down to the den, I've got some photos from last night I was going to print out for Shaun if that's ok?"
He held up the discs, as he did he almost kicked himself, she wasn't supposed to know he had two. He hoped she wouldn't take any notice.
 
"Umm, sure, yeah. Thats fine. I can give ya a coke or if you like something a bit stronger. " mentally slapping herself for her stupid sounding response, she quickly burried her body, waist deep in the fridge. The coolness seemed to help the blushing.


"Let's see, we have Coke, juice and beer. What will it be?" she asked not moving from the inside of the fridge. She hoped she could stay there and he wouldnt notice the redness that had now grown to encompass her face and her ears.
 
"A beer would go down nicely thanks" he smiled as he noticed her blushing. It was so cute the way she was so shy, he firgured thats what made her so hot, the thought of Erin, the shy younger sister, always so cute and innocent, fucking him like crazy, sucking his .... stop it!!! get your mind out of the gutter!!! he told himself.
"Cheers." He took the beer and they went down to the den.
"Your gonna love these photos, Shaun was the drunkest I've ever seen!"
 
Her laughter was nervous. Damn it!! She wanted to be so suave so confident. She wanted him in the worst way.

"I bet" was all she could manage. The den was cooler and darker than the rest of the house. It was supposed to be the family room but the only time there were any family there was when friends spent the night. Watching Michael walk slightly in front of her, she noticed the way his pants hung on his body. The ripple of his shirt as his muscles flexed this way and that. She was aware for the first time of how wet she really was. She longed to have him burried deep inside her virgin snatch pounding away.

"If, umm, you want. I can call Shaun. He should be here for, umm, lunch" she said and secretly she hoped her declined. She wanted to be close to him and smell his scent. Run her fingers through his hair. He was so much taller than her but who cared.
 
Enjoying the time with Erin alone, as awkward as it was, Michael declined her offer to call Shaun,
"Oh no I don't want to interupt him if he's busy, I can just get you to show me how to print the photos. That is...if you don't mind helping me?"
He sat down at the computer, and looked back at her, she had stopped a metre behind him at the phone thinking he would say yes to call Shaun.
He noticed that due to the colder teperature down in the den, her nipples were slighty hard, the thin cotton of her tank top clearly marking the two points.

His cock started to stir from the sight of her, slowly it started rising in his pants, he tried to move into the desk a little to hide it, but the head painfully smacked into the desk. He would just have to hope she didn't notice.
He awkwardly leaned into the computer screen trying his hardest to hide his massive erection.
 
Smiling to herself she thought him quite clumsy for some reason.

"There are no other seats so you will have to share if ya want my help" she said. Of course she could go upstairs and get one from the kitchen but who wanted that? She wanted the closeness of contact with his skin. She felt the stirring between her legs strengthen and prayed she wouldnt have to excuse herself to relieve that tension.,
 
"There are no other seats so you will have to share if ya want my help"
Oh fuck... he thought. This is either going to be really peasurable, or really painful. His cock went down a little but she was still going to feel it, hopefully she wasn't going to snap the thing in half...
He was near panicking, she was going to slap him or think he was a pervert. He hoped his cock didn't get any harder while she was sitting on him..
"Yeah fair enough.." he finally answered, the worry in his voice was probably evident.
 
She waited for him to settle into the chair as she sat gingerly on his lap. Immediately she felt the warmth and hardness under the jean material. She wanted to feel more so she purposefully reach and bent in all types of particular ways.

"If I get to uncomfortable for you I can get up. This is just the easiest way to access what you want" she said. Then suddenly, she realised what she HAD said. Intentional. The words were just that and she smiled a little as she felt his hand on her thigh.
 
She slowly lowered herself onto his lap, his bulge under her warmth. He could feel her warm snatch pressed up against him. As she adjusted her position he put his hand on her thigh incase she over balanced, there was no way he was going to let this moment be gone with an awkward mistake. His cock stirred, and was now fully hard as they rubbed against eachother, until finally she was happy with her position.

"If I get to uncomfortable for you I can get up. This is just the easiest way to access what you want" The words kept echoing in his head. Did she just say what I thought she said?!
The sexual tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife. He didn't know what to say. Was he reading too much into what she had said?
He decided to leave his response open to both sides of the coin, he didn't wan't to miss this oppurtunity if it was one, but he didn't want this to end up in tears either.
"I'm fine if you are..." He gently pushed up as he said this her pressing his cock up against her. Only a few layers of cotton divided him from being inside her.
 
She smiled, turning her head fully towards him and placing her face within inches of his. She could smell the cologne he wore. Placing her hand on his, she said "trust me, if it was any better, I would cream my shorts."
 
As she placed a hand on his, it was all the proof he needed. This was it.
Slowly, he leaned in lightly brushing his lips past hers as he breathed along her neck.
He went back up to her lingering mouth and kissed her hard, his hand moved up her leg towards the heat.
He started to rub against her, his cock was throbbing as he was slowly grinding.
 
She felt the wetness seeping through the flimsy fabric of her shorts and onto his lap. She leaned into him and let him have his way. Grinding into her was making it almost impossible for her to contain her orgasm. She tried to stand but the weight of his hand on her thigh and her clumsiness only sufficed in tipping the chair over causeing him to land just on top of her. Not carig now, she pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply sucking his tongue into her mouth. She spread her legs as wide as they would go allowing him to press against her mound. She groaned into him as she pushed her hips up into him.


"Touch me" she whispered huskily.
 
As they aggressively explored eachothers mouth's, he noticed the dampness beginning to form on his crotch. She was already dripping.
He slid down her flimsy cotton shorts to unveil her white lace panties. His left hand traced down her stomach past her navel, lighty brushing her skin here and there, she had goosebumbs and was breathing heavily.
His hand slid under the waistband of her underwear, finally arriving at what felt like a sauna. He ran his finger down her wet slit, his thumb applying pressure to her clit.
He took off his shirt, then returned to her.
As he slowly inserted his index finger inside her, she took a sharp intake of breath and he kissed her deeply.
 
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The sensations she felt as he continued to push his fingers in and out of her dripping slit were almost unbearable. She kissed him deeply running her fingers through his hair and over his body. His muscles seemed to undulate with each of his movements. Slowly raising her hips to meet his fingers, Erin begain to feel the onset of her first orgasm. Throwing her head back and moaning like a wild animal, she cried out his name as the waves over took her.

"Yes Michael oh GOD YES" she cried. Feeling the hardness against her belly brought her back to some degree. She wanted to tell him she was a virgin, she wanted to tell him that she had never had sex. She wanted him to fuck her with totally abandon. Slowly she raised herself to her elbows watching him as she smiled. Suddenly it was all to real to her. She began to panic. This wasnt happening not now as she tried to scramble from underneath him.

Seeing the confusion in his face, she took his hand.

"To fast. Thats all. It was moving to fast. Can we, umm go a little slower?" hoping that her inexperience wouldnt show but the knowing look on his face told a different story. He knew or at least thought he knew there was no mistake in that look.
 
It was like a bucket of cold water had been thrown on them. He hadn't even thought about the fact that it could be her first time. It was only now he realised how petrified she was. He hadn't been far away from full blown fucking her and came to realise how lucky it was he didn't skip a few steps.
Confusion now enveloped him as to what he should do next.
He kissed her softly with a hand on her neck.
"We can do whatever you want, I don't want you to be uncomfortable Erin, It's ok if your nervous" He reasured her.
 
OOC: A quick thank you to ColinGraham for the applause. Keep reading. Its only going to get better!!!




IC:
Oh GOD she had made him feel obligated. She quickly got to her feet.

"Umm, maybe this is a bad time to be here Michael. Maybe you should wait until Shaun is home. I have to go now" she said and ran up the stairs. Tears ran down her face as she ran into the kitchen. She wanted so much to have him inside her. To feel his warmth all over. She had just made a mistake. What she wanted was to run back downstairs and tell him it was okey. Composing herself, she started towards the steps when he met her half way. Their eyes meeting.

"I am so sorry Michael. Please forgive me. Dont leave. I, well, Im just a little on edge thats all. I have never felt that way before with you touching me. It was wonderful, and yet, I was so confused. PLease, let me help you with your pictures" she said. Easing the tension was just a start. It would happen. If not today, soon and they both knew it.
 
"Umm, maybe this is a bad time to be here Michael. Maybe you should wait until Shaun is home. I have to go now" And she was gone....
Michael was left alone with his thoughts and not to mention a raging hard on again.
This isn't right he thought. He went to go after her. they almost colided at the top of the stairs.

"I am so sorry Michael. Please forgive me. Dont leave. I, well, Im just a little on edge thats all. I have never felt that way before with you touching me. It was wonderful, and yet, I was so confused. PLease, let me help you with your pictures"
Her expression showed desperation and yet a new found confidance.
He flashed her a warm smile and found he felt a new sense of appreciation for her.
"Ok, lets go." He took her hand and led her back downstairs.
 
As he took her hand her body was screaming TO CLOSE TO CLOSE!! but she ignored it. She wanted the touch and the scent. His hands still held the musky scent of her sex on them and that in itself was enough to get her going again. It was almost as if her body was betraying her. Again they made due with the one chair and this time is was a little less constricted. They spoke of different things and laughed at each picture until they came upon the one of her. A full down the shirt cleavage shot.

"Did you take this picture Michael?" she asked turning red.
 
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