My sister, who had graduated two years earlier, was my biggest fan. She still lived at home while she was going to college, so she was able to go to all of my games. Whenever things got a little rough for me, I always had Heather there to cheer me up and k
eep me motivated enough to do the best that I could, no matter how much I may have hated football at the time.
Heather used to be captain of the cheerleading squad. She stands about 5'9" and about 130 pounds soaking wet. Long sandy blonde hair, and an amazing rack of 32 DD's. Those amazing breasts alone pretty much guaranteed her spot on the cheerleading squad, as the simple act of watching her breasts bounce up and down as she jumped around was enough to draw some pretty nice crowds to our games.
Of course, during school I listened to some of the assholes in school talking about how they would love to get her alone for an hour or so, what they would do to her, or make her do, things like that. It always infuriated me, but I never got into too many fights over that type of stuff, because Heather made me promise her that I wouldnt get into any fights over something that some asshole said, and cause a situation where I could lose my spot on the team.  This was often a very hard promise to keep, but I kept it, and all of my frustrations and aggressions manifested themselves on the field.  When I would see the opposing runningback coming through the hole, I imagined that it was one of those pricks at school that was under the helmet, and I would put everything I had into the shot that I possibly could, and it was that aggression that helped me to accel, and catch the eyes of the coaches during my sophomore season, and eventually propelled me into the starting lineup much earlier than I would have been.
I often told Heather that if it werent for her, I probably wouldnt have even made the team. To play linebacker, you have to play pissed off all the time. Im normally not a very angry or aggressive person, but those pricks making cracks about Heather was all the motivation I needed to get pissed off and handle things on gameday. Practices always sucked and the coach was always riding me, almost to the point where I would just want to tell him to fuck off, and walk off the field. But, when I got home, Heather was always there to cheer me up, and to put a positive spin on things. Having her at the games was always a big help to me also. She also said that I was a huge reason she did so well as a cheerleader, because she could really have cared less about most of the players on the team, but when I was in there playing, she always had a reason to cheer her ass off.
Things went pretty well, until Heather graduated and I suddenly found myself without my biggest fan down on the sidelines. I knew she was in the stands somewhere, but it was nothing like having her right there where she was right where I could see her.
After the first game of my senior season, there was a huge victory party. I was named player of the game, racking up 12 tackles, a couple sacks, and the game clinching interception. I was sitting in my room, studying for my world history exam when Heather came knocking on my door.
Heather came in wearing one of my jerseys that she had worn to the game. From the look of things, she wasnt wearing anything else, and the jersey was barely long enough to cover her fully. If she were to raise her arms over her head, she would be fully exposed from the waist down. She never was too self conscious around me or Mom, and Id seen her nude on a handful of occaisions, and she never made any attempt to cover herself or showed any embarrassment.ÂÂ
"What are you still doing here Jake? Arent you going to the party?" Heather asked.
"Nope." I replied flatly.
"Why not? You practicly won the game on defense singlehanded. i dont think Ive seen you put together that solid of a game since youve been playing. Dont you think people are going to wonder where the star of the game is?"
"I dont care. I have a history test coming up, and if I dont keep my grades up, no more football. Thats the way it works. I would think that people would be more concerned if I wasnt able to play than if I was able to go to a party with a bunch of underage drinking going on."
"Oh whatever Jake. Your grades are fine. Im sure that you can loosen up a little. Youre such a recluse all the time. Every time I do see you at a party, youre the one off in the corner by himself.  Do you actually have any fun?"
"Im not interested in fun, and people in general irritate me. I just want to be left alone. Present company excluded, of course."ÂÂ
"Why dont you just go. You know the girls on the cheerleading squad would love to see you there. It would make their night if you showed up. I know for a fact that three of them would lay you at the drop of a hat, if you would just ask."ÂÂ
"Im not going to the party. Are you trying to get rid of me or something? What's up?" I asked.
"Well, Christopher is on his way over, and I know that you two dont exactly get along."
"Thats the understatement of the fucking year. I dont know what you see in that prick. I cant stand to see him even touching you." I practicly spat.
"A little jealous are we? Christopher is a nice guy, once you get to know him."
"Youre my sister, and I know you can do better than this guy. A lot better. As for getting to know him, I have no desire to get to know him, because I know enoug already. All he wants is to get in your panties."
"Hmm. That would be a neat trick, considering that im not wearing any." Heather laughed. "But he isnt like that, so you shouldnt say things like that."
"Whatever you say sis. But Im telling you, all this guy wants is to fuck you. Not that I hold that against him, because youre a beautiful woman. But that IS all that he wants. Ive seen plenty of guys just like him drooling over you in the hallways at school. Long blonde hair, an amazing rack, and a guy cant help but have his mind in the gutter.  On top of that, he's a little rich boy and used to getting everything he wants. What do you think he is going to do when someone actually says no to him?"
"Well, I just think you need to get to know him a little better. And thank you for flattering me, you always know how to make me feel good."
Heather leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and got up to leave.
"Well, Christopher will be here pretty soon and I should go get ready. We're probably going out to eat, and then we will probably hang out here for a while.  See you later Jake."
"Have fun sis." I said.
As Heather turned to leave, I couldnt keep myself from staring at her half-covered ass as she sauntered out the door. I heard Heather going down the stairs, and I did my best to clear my head and focus back on my world history material.   After a few minutes, I heard Christopher's car pull up and soon after, Heather left with him to go wherever they were going to eat.  I tried to keep my mind focused on my studies, but I couldnt seem to focus very long without becoming distracted, so I took a little break.
I began thinking about what Heather had said, and then I decided that I would make an appearance at the party, at least for a little while. It might do me some good to get out of this room for a little while, clear my head, and then I could come back and finish going over the world history material over the weekend.ÂÂ
After I got out of the shower, and headed down to my car, I got this wierd feeling that maybe I should just stay home. Its quiet here, and noone to irritate me, and I could just relax. I shook off the feeling and told myself I just needed to go. I got in the car and I headed for the party. About three miles down the road, I lost my headlights. I saw the battery light come on and pretty soon, the car died altogether.  Fucking great. I knew I should have stayed at home! Iget halfway between the party and home and the alternator goes out on the car.  I guided the car off of the road and into a spot where it wouldnt be in the way, and I could come back and get it in the morning when Mom was home.
It wasnt far to go back to my house, and in my frame of mind, I wasnt in a partying mood. I started jogging back home, and about ten minutes later, I rounded the corner about a hundred yards from my house.  I saw Christopher's car, but none of the lights in the house were on. I decided to approach carefully, and try to get close to see what was going on without being noticed. As I got closer to the house I could clearly make out the sounds of an argument going on, right in the driveway.
I crept up close to the house and hugged the side of the wall. I was in the shadow of the house thanks to the streetlight, so I was virtually invisible in the pitch black spot at the corner of the house. There was Heather, standing beside the passenger door of Christopher's car, and apparently Christopher was wanting to take his date a little further than Heather wanted.
"No Chris! Stop it!" Heather shouted.
"Loosen up baby, Im going to show you a good time. C'mon, we got the house all to ourselves, lets have some fun." Christopher said as he tried to kiss Heather.
"No! Get your hands off of me you bastard!" Heather shouted and slapped Christopher hard across his face.  ÂÂ
"Bitch!" Christopher shouted as he backhanded Heather across her face, splitting her bottom lip. He ripped her blouse open as she tried to jerk away from him.
It seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as soon as I saw him slap Heather. I bolted from the shadow that I was concealed in, into a dead run. By the time Christopher caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye, it was too late to do anything.  I dropped my shoulders and slammed every bit of my 6'2" 225 pound frame into Christopher's exposed ribcage. I drove with my hips as hard as I possibly could, pinning him between me and the car, and I felt his ribcage give, and I heard him scream out in pain. Not a normal yell of pain, but a high pitched scream like a girl. If coach could have seen this, he probably would have needed a kleenex. Best hit I ever laid on anyone. I guess all those tackling drills were worth something after all.
As Christopher started to slump over, I launched myself upward, slamming my head up under his chin as hard as I could. It hurt the top of my head something fierce, but I could only imagine what his jaw felt like.  I was in a complete and utter rage by this point. I had never been so pissed off in my life. As Christopher slumped again, I grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him back to his feet, and my nose was millimeters from his as I stared into his eyes.
"P...P..Please...no, no more." Christopher mumbled through a couple of broken teeth.
"If I ever see you within a thousand yards of Heather again, Im going to rip you apart, piece by bloody piece. Youre going to be begging me to kill you before I get done with you. I only tell you this one time. Do you understand?" I said through clenched teeth, fighting the urge to destroy this guy.
"Y..Yes...I understand...Just dont hit me again..." Christopher whined.
I threw a vicious right cross to his jaw, and then dragged him over to where Heather was standing.
"Now, you piece of shit, you apologize to my sister. You better convince me or so help me Ill beat you to death right here."
"H..Heather Im sorry. I...I shouldnt have hit you...pl..please forgive me..." Christopher sputtered, spitting out blood and teeth fragments.
"Now its time for a little payback, you prick. Time to even the odds." I said, as I grabbed Christopher in a full nelson, and stood him straight up.
"Heather, you remember when Pete was showing you how to do kickoffs and field goals?" I said.
"Yeah, yeah Jake, I remember." Heather said, walking toward Christopher.
Heather drew back her long, slender leg and planted her high heeled shoe directly into Christopher's balls.  Christopher shrieked in pain, and went dead weight so fast I nearly dropped him on his face. I dragged Christopher over to his car, shoved him into the driver's seat.
"Get the fuck out of here. One word about this to your rich daddy, and this will look like a walk in the park compared to what I do to you when I catch you. You got that?"
Christopher nodded his head, and started the engine. Once he was gone and out of sight, I went over to Heather. Her right eye was already turning purple, and her lip was split. Her blouse and bra were ripped and her left breast was exposed. She was sitting on the walk next to the porch, crying and shaking.
I took my jacket off and wrapped it around her, and took her hand and helped her to her feet.
"Come on sis. Lets go inside and get some ice on that eye." I said in a soft voice.
I keyed into the door, and Heather went to my room. I got some ice cubes from the freezer, put them in a baggie and smashed them up to form a makeshift icepack.  I went upstairs and I could hear Heather crying in my room. I knocked on the door, and then opened it.
Heather was sitting on my bed, legs crossed with her hands over her eyes.  I sat on the bed next to her, and gently removed her hands so that I could see her face.  Heather looked up, into my eyes, and I instantly wished that I had beaten Christopher to death when I had the chance.ÂÂ
"I know, I know. You tried to tell me and I didnt listen. You were right, Jake. You were right about him." Heather said as she started into tears again.
I pulled her close to me and she wrapped her arms around me and I thought she would squeeze the breath right out of me.ÂÂ
"You nearly took that creep apart tonight. Ive never seen you like that before." Heather said.
"What did you expect, sis? I was just glad I was here to stop him from doing worse. Id never let anyone hurt you and get away with it." I said, as I pressed the icepack to her eye.
"Here, hold this right here, and Im going to go get a cold washcloth for your lip." I told her.
When I came back in with the washcloth, Heather was lying down on my bed holding the icepack on her eye.  I sat on the edge of the bed, and as she sat up, her blouse fell open again exposing her breasts.  I tried as hard as I could not to stare at them, but was catching myself taking repeated glances down to her chest. Her breasts were perfect. As big as they were, they still remained firm and jutted outward from her body, not hanging down like a pair of water balloons. They were the most gorgeous pair of tits I had ever seen. I forced myself to concentrate, and focused my attention on Heather's battered eye and lip.
Heather removed the icepack from her eye, and I gently turned her face toward me, and began to clean her lip up with the washcloth.  The cut wasnt very deep, and there didnt seem to be much swelling.
As I was inspecting her lip, Heather leaned in and kissed me. This was no brother and sister kiss. She planted her lips on mine and I felt her tongue slide into my mouth.  I was surprised at first, but I kissed her back, and we only broke the kiss to catch our breath.
I didnt really know what to say, or do after we broke our kiss, but Heather didnt leave me wondering for long.  She got up from the bed, closed my bedroom door, and locked it. As I watched her standing in front of the full length mirror on my door, Heather kicked off her heels, let her blouse fall from her shoulders, and slowly slid her skirt down around her ankles and stepped out of it.
Heather turned to face me, standing before me completely naked, and slowly walked back toward the bed where I sat motionless, powerless to do anything but stare at her, captivated by her beauty. Her breasts bounced ever so slightly with each footstep, and my eyes drifted down to her hips, that swayed with each step she took closer to me, until she stopped right in front of me, her neatly trimmed pussy only inches from my face.
"I love you Jake. Ive always felt more for you than I knew a sister should. Ive never felt as loved, or as cherished by any other man than when I am with you. Nor have I ever felt safer with any man that I have ever known, especially after tonight.  I have often tried to see if you had any stronger feelings than just brotherly love toward me, wearing such skimpy clothes and running around you half naked to see if I could get any reaction out of you.  Ive seen you staring at my breasts, watching my ass as I walk away from you, but you never openly admitted finding me more attractive than you should. ÂÂ
So I have to know tonight Jake. I have to know if you love me as much as I love you."
I sat there in stunned silence, I couldnt believe what I was hearing. I knew that I felt the same way about Heather, but I couldnt get my mouth to work.
"I know this must be a shock to you Jake. You dont have to say anything. Im going to go wash off my mascara that has run all down my face and redo my makeup. While I am gone all you have to do is this.  If youre in love with me, like I am with you, just take off all of your clothes and leave your door unlocked. If I come back, and this door is locked, we can just forget about all of this and just go back to being normal brother and sister. I will understand if you dont feel the same way that I do. Just think about it for a few minutes, ok?" Heather said as she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, picked up her clothes and left to go to her room.
I closed the door behind her, and it took a minute to sink in what was happening. My incredibly beautiful sister just stripped down naked and revealed in not so many words that she was in love with me, and wanted to fuck me. Of course it was wrong, it was incest and it would have to be kept secret, but I didnt care.ÂÂ
I stripped off my clothes, but I didnt wait for Heather to come back. I walked out of my room and into her room where she was brushing her hair in front of her mirror. I walked up behind her, and kissed her on her neck, moving my hands around to cup her perfect breasts.ÂÂ
"Mmmm. I love you so much Jake." Heather said as she moved her hands over mine as I played with her big tits.
"I love you too Heather." I said, and then kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth in a deep, slow kiss. As my tongue swirled with Heather's she began to moan in anticipation and pleasure as I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.
I picked Heather up from her chair and carried her into my bedroom. I laid her perfect, naked body down on my bed, and positioned myself on top of her. Heather stared up into my eyes, smiling, and then leaned up and kissed me again.
"Make love to me Jake. Make me your woman." Heather moaned.
I kissed Heather deeply as I slid my stiff cock into her warm, wet pussy. Heather gasped as my cock entered her to the hilt, and I moaned in pure ecstasy.
"Ohhhh Jake!! You feel so good!" Heather cried.
"Oh Heather, your pussy feels so fucking good." I moaned, as I began to pump my cock in and out of her pussy, my balls slapping against her asshole with each thrust.
Heather began to cry out louder and louder each time I slid my cock to the hilt into her pussy. I had never felt anything so good in my entire life. I found out right then that it is true when they say that sex is so much better if youre in love with the person. There is absolutely no comparison. I had laid a few of the hot cheerleaders on the squad, but fucking them was nothing like fucking Heather.ÂÂ
"Oh!! Oh God!! Oh God fuck me!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Oh God yes!!!! MMM!! AH!! OOOOOHHH!!" Heather moaned as I continued to pound her tight little pussy.
Heather pushed her breasts together, and began licking and sucking on her nipples, and I leaned down and licked her nipple that she was currently bathing with her tongue, and then sucked it into my mouth hard.
I felt Heather's pussy clinch my cock, and her body began to shake. Heather began to breathe extremely rapidly, and I knew that she was about to cum.ÂÂ
I leaned up to Heather's earlobe, and sucked it into my mouth. I knew this really turned her on from conversations I had heard between her and a couple of the girls on the cheerleading squad. When I started sucking on her earlobe, her pussy erupted in a torrent of cum, soaking my cock and making her pussy the hottest, most slippery hole I had ever fucked in my entire life.
"Oh!! Ohhhh Jaaaake!! Im cumming!! Im cumming!! Im cumming all over your cock!! Aaaaahhh!! Ohh! Oh!! Ooooooooooooooh!!!!"
I started to piston in and out of her hot pussy faster and faster, each stroke of my cock driving Heather further over the edge. Her head was shaking back and forth, her hands squeezing and massaging her breasts like crazy, her back arching, her hips bucking, and her screams of ecstacy could probably be heard by everyone on the block.
I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, but I didnt want this to end just yet. I pulled my throbbing dick out of Heather's cunt, and laid down on my back. Heather didnt waste a moment in climbing on top of me, and sliding my cock back inside her steamy slit.  Heather knew I was close to cumming, so she started to ride my dick slowly, leaning down so that I could suck and nibble on her tits while I massaged her tight, perfect ass. ÂÂ
I couldnt keep my hands off of her. Ever since I had started to notice the opposite sex, I had been teased with glimpses of Heather's naked body, and now, finally it was all mine. I ran my hands all over her body while she fucked my aching cock. Over her ass, her tight firm stomach, her perfect breasts, over her back, and then back down to her ass again, slamming her hips down on my cock so that I could get deeper inside the pussy that belonged to the woman of my dreams.
"Oh Jake, youre the best lover Ive ever had. Your cock is so perfect, as if it were made just for my pussy. It sends shivers down my spine every time it enters my body.  I want to taste it. I want to suck your perfect cock and make you cum all over me."
"Oh fuck I love you Heather." I answered.
Heather slid off of my cock, and slid my cock into her mouth. She began to suck my cock at an incredible pace, taking my cock all the way down her throat, and back out again. Heather was a master cocksucker, and deepthroating me didnt seem to be any trouble for her. She massaged my balls as she sucked on my dick, and I was ready to explode.
"Heather!! Youre gonna make me cummmm!!" I moaned.
Heather slowed her cocksucking down to a slow, deliberate pace, focusing her tongue around the head of my throbbing cock, and used her hand to pump the shaft of my cock. As my cock began to spasm, Heather swallowed the first stream of my cum, and then removed my cock from her mouth and jerked my aching cock off over her face and her tits. Stream after stream of cum shot forth from my cock. I had never cum so hard in my entire life. It seemed like I would never stop shooting thick streams of cum all over my gorgeous sister.
Things seemed to slow down incredibly during my orgasm. Heather pumping my cock, moaning out in pleasure as the thick streams of my cum flew through the air, splattering all over her gorgeous body. I was in absolute bliss.
Finally, my cock ended its massive eruption, and Heather slid my cock back down her throat again, sucking and licking every last drop of cum off of the head and shaft.
"You taste so good baby. I love the taste of your hot cum." Heather moaned as she began to smear thick dollups of my cum on her fingers and lick them clean.  When she had finished licking up all of my cum that had splattered all over her breasts and lips, she crawled up next to me and laid her head down on my chest.
"That was amazing Jake. I love you so much."
"I love you too Heather."
Heather and I became exclusive lovers from that point on. Things were going great, and we decided that it was time to let Mom in on our little secret......
To be continued, if there is interest.
