My Little Sister (Futa x Male)

My little Sister

I must say I never pictured this happening to me ever. I mean I'm a pretty well rounded kid living in a quiet suburban town, never been in any real trouble, brought up in a loving environment, all the good stuff. So actually getting fucked in my ass was the last thing I really worried about, unless I was going to jail of course, but as I said I'm a good kid. But no, here I am 17 years old, a grown man feeling his ass burning as I try my best to sit in the best comfortable position at my desk. As the teacher goes on and on I find my eyes darting back and forth around the room, making sure no one looked at me or even so much as cracked a smile in my direction. If she told anyone I swear....no she promised. She swore on our deceased father's grave that she wouldn't...wait why are those kids laughing! A-Are they laughing at me?! I slap my hands on my cheeks to calm down, there is no way no one knows about any of this. No way in hell.

Just thinking back to that day makes my spine chill yet excites me at the same time, to think that my sweet innocent 14-year-old little sister was capable of such heinous acts that turned me on in seconds. Damn it now I'm getting a boner in class, come on Peter you can tough it out. Only....5 hours left in school. Shiiiiiit. I allow my head to fall on my desk as I close my eyes thinking back to what had transpired last weekend in my sister's room.

It was a hot Saturday afternoon, my sister and I were lounging about in the living room flipping through whatever seemed interesting on TV.

“What do you wanna watch?” she asked lazily.

“I don't care, you watch whatever I think I'm takin' a nap,” I sighed into the couch pillow. She and I hardly fought over anything, and it made sense. I mean who could get angry at such a sweet little girl.

“Would you like a snack?” she asked smiling at me. “I know how hungry you get when you're hot.”

See what I mean? An angel without wings or a halo. Since our father was dead and Mom worked an awful lot, she and I spent a lot of time together as we grew up. Even now I still find time for her, I can't count the numerous times I've lost girlfriends over her. Truthfully though, I never cared. All I wanted was to see my sister happy. Her entire life she's had a hard time finding any real friends and she never spent any time with Mom, I had that luxury when I was a kid. So to make up for it I put her needs above all, even my own.

“Nah I don't need a snack Kimmy,” I said. “I just need something to cool down with, it's so fuckin' hooooot.”

“Peter!”

“Sorry Kimmy,” I said. “The unbearable heat gets to me.”

“That's no excuse for bad language,” Kimmy said. “You curse way to much brother it's bad, just like all of your other 'habits'.”

“Come on, I'm not that bad,” I grinned rolling over to face her. What I was greeted with was a cute little petite girl with short blonde hair and beautiful emerald eyes. I gaze