My Sister Connie
Well, what can I say. Like my mother, father and sister before me, I'm graduating from Harvard Law School with flying colors. It's celebration time for us because they're attending my ceremony. We're ready and celebrate we do, family style.
Mom and Dad are in their mid 50's and they're the principal owners of Coney & Coney LLC. They had high hopes all their children will eventually be part of the Firm, but that's not happening. My older sister, Connie, and myself are lawyers, but my younger sister, Jan, has no interest in law. She's smart as a whip, but her interest is in civil engineering. In the fall, she'll be entering the third year of her curriculum and she seems to like the challenge the education is providing her.
Our parents are disappointed by her decision, but they also respect her. She's no dummy and they know it. They aren't the domineering type of parents that lawyer parents typically seem to be, thankfully.
When Connie graduated from Harvard, she took a job at a firm about two hours away from where my firm is and she has been promoted to senior lawyer. She's 28 and was married two years ago, but it ended in divorce a year later. We literally traveled from my graduation ceremony to her wedding ceremony the next day, being that tight a schedule. She never changed back to her maiden name, however. Why, I'm not sure, I never asked, but I think I may know why.
My younger sister is 23. She graduated with a bachelor's degree in civil engineering a year ago and was recruited by a major civil engineering company to design or redesign airport projects for large cities.
Enough about the family. Let's talk about me for a change. I turned 25 a while ago, which makes me the middle sibling. I often refer to myself as the 'rose between two thorns' as a dig on my sisters. My sisters always counter, calling me a 'thorn between two roses' as a dig on me, all in fun. We're not a real close knit family, but we get along well.
I graduated from Harvard ready to face life. I was on fire to make my mark in the law profession. It was a long fought battle the last four years at Harvard, and I still have one more to hurdle to put behind me. I have to face the bar exam. Another challenge in my life, but because my parents and sister have passed it, so can I.
I was recruited by more law firms than I can shake a stick at, but accepted a job at a relatively small firm right after I graduated because one of the senior partners is practicing in my preferred area of expertise. On the other hand, I may have chose it because I want to be on my own, away from family, to prove to them, and myself, I can stand on my own two feet. I passed the bar on the first try with a high score so the Firm put me in position to get to work.
My areas of expertise are administrative and constitutional law, which I studied extensively at Harvard, the majority of which was on my own. When I arrived at this Firm, I wrote briefs and did research for weeks prior to passing the bar, receiving a promotion to junior lawyer as a result. Working with one of the senior partners in the Firm, my career does nothing less than blossom from there.
As I progress through my increasing workload, I alone, with the support of my senior partner, double the Firms profits, for which I was handsomely rewarded. I won honor and recognition time and time again, and given a another promotion to senior lawyer before my first year anniversary, an unheard of move at this Firm. My second year is equally rewarding for me, both financially and professionally. I was not promoted, but I was financially compensated handsomely.
I've become a dependable attorney and the Firm loves me, literally, of course. My senior partner and I haven't lost a case since I began working with her. Of course, it's only fair to note, she hasn't lost a case either. None of the senior partners have.
It's been three years since I graduated from Harvard, and instead of joining my parents Firm, I decide to stay where I am for a while since I'm successful here. Hell, at this rate, I may be a partner before I'm 30.
Yeah, right. It's not going to happen and I know it. Wishful dreaming at best... Perhaps 32 is a better choice.
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One Friday night, I was in my condo, going over some briefs I need to review for Monday's closing arguments in court, when my doorbell rings. I dress, walk to the door and open it.
"Hi Art. Long time no see. How are you?"
I'm surprised to see my older sister so I give her a hug, happy to see her. She's had a good career herself, but I haven't seen or heard from her since her wedding.
"Hi Connie. I'm good. You?"
"I'm well."
"Come in, come in! Take a load off."
"Before I do, I need to know if I can crash here until I can find my own place."
"Of course you can! Let me help you with your bags."
She pulls three bags into my view and I grab two of them, show her to my spare bedroom and leave her to get settled in. She comes out two hours later, after taking a shower, wearing revealing clothes that raises my heartbeat and another part of my anatomy.
My sister has always taken good care of herself and it shows. She has a hot body that the average man drools over. She was never close to me long enough for us to get to know each other because of our age difference so this is going to be a challenge for both of us.
Connie is wearing a thong and a half T with no bra and she's looking fine. She takes a seat on a nearby chair and I'm sitting on the sofa, finishing the briefs I was working through.
"Connie, do you normally wear clothes that revealing?"
"Oh jeez. I'm sorry Art. No, I don't. Since you're objecting, I'll go change."
"It's not necessary Connie. It's fine with me. You're HOT, you know."
"Thanks Art. I appreciate hearing that, even if it is coming from my brother."
"The guys have stayed away from me since the divorce and I thought I would get hit on more often, but it hasn't happened. That's why I'm here actually. It didn't work out for me there so I decided to pack up and move on."
"You know Mom and Dad will hire you without thinking, but you're here instead?"
"Yes, because I still want my freedom. I interviewed at your Firm yesterday and they hired me, pending them doing their due diligence, starting work next week. You okay working with your sister?"
"Of course, it sounds like fun!"
"I've been in a hotel two nights now, but because we haven't had any time to get to know each other, I thought it's time since we may have to work together. I had my fingers crossed with hope you'd let me stay with you."
"Actually, I welcome that so you can stay here as long as you like. Make yourself at home and get comfortable."
"I already did."
I laugh.
"I guess you have so keep up the comfort level. It's fine with me."
"Don't you dress down when you're home alone?" she asks.
"Yes, I do indeed. I had to put some clothes on before I answered the door."
"You were naked?"
"I was."
"Oh, that's great! I do the same when I'm home alone. Would you be okay with me being naked with you?"
"You have no problems being naked in the presence of you brother?"
"No. Why should I?"
"Wasn't it you that had fits when I accidently walked in on you when we were younger?"
"Yeah, it probably was," she said, smiling and looking guilty.
"Normally, sisters have this thing about not showing their nakedness to their brother. Why don't you?"
"I guess I've grown up over the years. Besides, I don't have anything you haven't already seen before so what's the point?"
"You just won your case and I won't hold it against you."
"Oh good. It feels so much more relaxing to be naked at home. Normally, I strip off as soon as I get home. Want to strip now?"
"Sure. Go for it."
She strips off the two pieces she's wearing and I'm mesmerized by her body. She has perky, proportionate tits that makes her irresistible, and a slender figure with all the right curves in all the right places. Her ass is to die for and she's showing me her body with no embarrassment.
"You'll make some guy a very happy man again Connie. You're a wet dream come true."
I cringe, realizing what I just said to my sister and bow my head in embarrassment. My face has to be fifty shades of red.
"I'm sorry Connie. I had no business saying that to my sister."
Damn, I don't know what got into me. I shouldn't have said that to my sister so bluntly. Wetness forms in her eyes as she joins me on the sofa and gives me a hug I will likely not forget, for a while anyway. The heat from her body has a natural affect on me and my cock begins its ascent to stardom.
She breaks the hug and removes my clothes, without asking, and I let her. When my cock comes into her view, she smiles and reaches for it, strokes it with mischievous eyes, stares at it, then looks me in the eyes.
"Nice cock Art. Use it much?"
"Jeez Connie, you're my sister. We shouldn't be having this conversation. Don't ya think?"
"Under normal circumstances, probably not, but we are, so relax and enjoy."
"Wow. This is so weird. Did you plan this or something?"
"No plan by me, but now things have changed. As you can possibly guess, I'm horny as hell and I would love a hard cock inside me. If you're willing, you can fuck me until I'm too weak to fuck any more. You seem to be enjoying my body so I'm ready for you to take me and make me feel like a woman again. Would you do that for your sister?"
"I never thought I would get in bed with my sister, but you're too HOT to refuse, even if you are my sister."
She's still stroking my cock and it's hard as a rock, not to mention ready for pleasure. By now, she knows I won't say no so I need to figure out what I want to do next.
"Are you sure you want your brother to fuck you?"
"It's sex. Nothing more. Nothing less. We can both enjoy each other without commitment. Nothing bad will happen since I'm protected so there's no problems on the horizon as far as I can see. You having second thoughts?"
"Haven't had a first thought yet. But, here we are, standing in front of each other, naked, with you stroking my cock, so it will be tough for me to walk away. That being the case, you're bed or mine?"
She drops in front of me, wraps her lips around my cock, sucks me to wetness, licks me, then stands up and pulls me by my cock to her bed.
Guess that answers that question.
I'm so glad she stopped sucking when she did. She definitely knows how to suck a good cock, and maybe even a not so good cock for all I know.
Arriving at her bed, she removes the blankets so just the sheets are exposed, and lays on her back with her legs wide open, crooking her finger at me. Her pussy is begging me for attention and I'm ready to please her.
Wasting no time at the invitation, I climb on the bed, put my face in her pussy and begin licking her very sensitive pussy.
My sister is on a mission because she's found a willing partner after a year long drought. She moves my head where she wants the most attention and I just do what she wants, for now.
"Stick your tongue inside my pussy, then follow it with your cock. By then, I'll explode with my first orgasm, without the use of a dildo or vibrator, in over a year."
I'm taken aback by my sister's explicit language, but it does one hell of a job turning me on. I lick her pussy until she's flowing a river of juices, then crawl up and slide my cock inside her, all the way in as far as I can get it, and remain motionless as she relishes the feel of a cock in her pussy after a year long drought.
Her moans are telling me a tale and I smile that she's finally getting what she desires, wants and needs.
"Fuck me Art. God, I'm so fucking horny... and don't hold back. Pound me as hard as you want. Treat me like any other woman you get on top of."
"Okay. Enjoy the ride."
I slide my cock in and out of her pussy as she feels the lost pleasure deep in her person. She moans and wiggles her ass to get as much inside as possible. My strokes are slow to begin, but the longer I stroke her essence, the faster they become. As I continue to please her, I reach for her tits and squeeze them, then pinch her nipples, one at a time.
That's all it takes. She has her first orgasm as I slam my rock hard cock deep inside her. I slow my strokes as she recovers, then I pound her some more.
I pull out, flip her to her stomach and stuff a pillow under her hips. She arches her back and I stare at her in this position. She's so fine, I wonder why she divorced after only a year.
I climb on top of her, drive my cock into her pussy and she grunts at the sudden intrusion. I tease her using short strokes, then push all of me into her as she moans in delight. My hand caresses her back as I fuck her, teasing her into a storm of sexual pleasure.
I don't understand why she's been in a drought for a year. Her body is enough to catch any cock and make it stiff in a heartbeat. She's such a great catch for any man and for the moment, I'm the man that caught her.
As we continue fucking, she pushes herself into my cock as I thrust into her. Her moans become louder and louder as she slams against me as hard as she can. As she adjusts to the feel of a cock in her pussy and after so long without, her second orgasm quickly overwhelms her.
As I fuck my sister, my body seems to tune into her and soon, it pays off. My orgasm is building deep inside and it's ready for release. I warn her of the impending invasion and she smiles.
I let go rope after rope inside her and after the last rope arrives, we both relax and come down from the excessive sex we just had. I pull out of her as she complains, but finally relents, not that she has a choice.
"God Connie, that was great. You were hot to trot."
"I was indeed. It's been so long since a good strong cock has been in my pussy it feels too good to give up. By the way, what year is this?"
"Yeah, I heard Dad say 'hot to trot' at my Harvard graduation and it stuck in my head. It is old... Ready for more?" I ask and smirk.
"I'd rather catch up to myself for a bit, if you don't mind, then we can get back into it."
"I don't mind, just let me know when."
I lay down beside her, trying to catch my breath.
Connie rolls over and relaxes while her breathing catches up to her.
As we lay in silence, our bodies catch up so we decide to learn what's going on with the other.
"Thanks for that Art. I really needed a good fuck and you were in the right place at the right time."
"Lucky me. It's not that often I get to fuck my sister, of all people."
"Oh, don't be such a prude. Look at me as another pussy to conquer."
"You're full of surprises, I must say."
"Never knew that about me?"
"Can't say that I have. We were never close because of our age difference. You were off to Harvard as I was entering senior high. It wasn't that easy to talk to you back then."
"Maybe so, but we're both adults now so we can do basically what we want."
"Finally... It was a long time coming as I remember... Would you share with me why you got married, then divorced?"
"How much do you want to know?"
"As much as you're willing to tell."
"Well, as I look back, I guess I married him because he was the best piece of ass I ever had. He knew how to fuck me the way I wanted it, but he got tired of the same girl in his bed night after night, nor was he able to keep his cock in his pants so I started looking myself. That did it for him. He moved out, filed for divorce and left me the house."
"I've been in a sexual famine for the last year. It seems I couldn't get laid for trying. It didn't work out for me there so I put the house on the market a month ago and it sold quick so I came to see you."
"You came to see me just for sex?"
Smiling, she replies, "No. I wasn't even thinking about sex when you invited me in. It wasn't until you said you were naked when my juices started flowing, then the writing was on the wall. I had to have it."
"And you got it. The fact that I'm your brother didn't dissuade you at all?" I ask.
"As I said before, a cock is a cock. It still works no matter what man its attached to."
"Point well made."
"So, tell me about your love life, lover boy," she asks.
"Well, there's not much to tell. I've gone out with several ladies and had sex with all of them, but didn't make a connection to any so far, so I'm still single, and still looking. That's about as joyful as it gets for me."
"That sounds sad the way you said it."
"It's not sad to me, just reality. Love will find me. I just don't know when or with whom, yet."
"Good thought young man. Ready for round two?"
"Sure, if you are."
"Any requests?"
"Just do to me what you want Sis. I'll get use to you either way. I know you're horny so take the lead and get what you want."
She decides I want to rub her down for a while so I let her feel herself in the 'after divorce' world. I hope she appreciates it.
She's laying on her back so I sit beside her with my legs folded in front of me. I move her arms up above her head and brush the hair from her face tenderly. She closes her eyes and relaxes as I do things to her she hasn't experienced in a while.
Her tits are firm, sticking straight out in front of her, even though she's laying on her back, so I rub them first, then lightly pinch her nipples as she softly moans. At this point, I wish I had some oil to apply to her. On the other hand, I'm glad I don't.
I move my hands to her neck and caress her earlobes and cheeks, then run my fingers through her hair as she opens her eyes and smiles at me.
As I progress over her tits to her flat tummy, she squirms, then starts laughing.
"That tickles."
"Ooops. Sorry. Wasn't trying to do that."
I caress her mid section with tender strokes as she moans. When I reach her hairless mound, I enjoy her soft moans as she raises slightly.
She reaches for me and lightly caresses my chest. She's expecting me to caress her pussy next, but I skip that part and move to her thighs. As I caress her thigh, she raises her nearest leg, moves it under my arm and holds it there, opening up her pussy to the point she demands physical contact.
I caress her pussy, teasing her soft folds as much as possible. Then, using both hands, I spread her lips and tease all the sensitive area she has between her legs, and I don't miss a single one.
Not satisfied with that position, it's time for a change. She moves her torso until she lines up directly in front of me, then I pull her ass up on my lap. My cock is lacking attention so it's harder than an oak tree, but not quite as big. Her pussy is open wide, pressing my cock against my stomach and staring me down as I slowly rub her thighs tenderly. She's squirming and her pussy is pushing against my cock as her moans become louder.
I push her knees to her tits and ask her to hold them there. Then reach under her ass, raise her pussy to my mouth and begin eating. Tenderly, I lick every part of her pussy that has nerves. Then I ram my tongue inside her. She screams suddenly, but quiets quickly. I suck all the juices out of her soaked pussy, then move to her clit.
I lightly suck it into my mouth as she screams quietly again. My tongue teases the tip of her clit as her moans become deeper with more shades of satisfaction. As I lick her pussy again, I enjoy making her squirm. I continue eating her pussy until she squirms to the beat, then it's time for another change.
I lower her butt back to my lap, grab her back under her arms and pull her up to me. I re-grip behind her back and pull her into me as tight as possible and give her a warm kiss on her lips. She's sitting on my lap with her hot pussy against my cock, her firm tits burning into my chest and all I think to do is give her a kiss. Lucky for me, she returns my kiss with passion I've never before seen in my sister.
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