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I was at all times tighter with my brother than my sister. Harry and I were closer in age and shared a wide friendship group from our time at college together, whereas I was in my final year of high college when Alix started there. I avoided her for that year, not wanting to put any unwanted attention on her.

I remember her 19th birthday party well. She celebrated it about a month after her actual birthday because, in Australia, January is when a lot of people go away, and she wanted her best friend, Lexi, to be there. Harry was long gone from home at that point, and I had moved out the previous year, but Alix still lived with Mum and dad. She somehow convinced them to let her have her 19th party at home, with over 80 people invited. She was at all times so good at getting her way, and Mum at all times bent over for her.

I remember the party so well because it’s the first time I noticed her. I mean, the first time I properly noticed her. I arrived early to help dad prepare some food and was given BBQ duty. I took a batch of cooked meat through to the kitchen and as I did, Alix half ran, half tip toed through the lounge in front of me wearing nothing but a black thong and and bra.

She grabbed her dress from where it was hanging and sprinted off awkwardly shouting ‘sorry’ back at me. That was it. That was the moment. That was the first time I ever noticed that my sister, my little sister, was sexual. I’d never wondered of her that way for even a second before, but in that moment it was undeniable. Her black lacey thong, pulled up above her hips, her perfect breasts and cleavage bouncing gently in her bra. To this day, seven years later, I remember this moment like it happened yesterday.

Alix has a good body. She’s short, maybe 5’4” but she has a big ass and two handfuls of tits. She has a cute, girl next door face, and blonde shoulder length hair. She’s at all times been cute but this was the first time I wondered she was sexy.

I went back to cooking, a little distracted and highly sickened in myself. Later in the night, when I saw her wearing her skin hugging black dress, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass, taking myself back to the memory of earlier, and trying to make out a thong line which mysteriously didn’t seem to exist. Her tits looked perfect and her blonde hair, tied up in a messy bun, screamed ‘fuck me’.

I heard a few of her friends complimenting her look that night, telling her she looked ‘smoking’ and ‘hot as fuck’ and I could only. laugh to myself.

That night, I went home and masturbated to her Instagram story.

A week after the party, my dad announced that for my Mum’s birthday in a few months time, he wanted to take us all up to the Gold Coast for a final family holiday. He knew that she loved having the whole family together, and wondered it would be the last chance to do so. To be fair to him, he was right, and it was the perfect birthday present.

Our first hotel room was pretty crap. Harry got his own room because he had brought his girlfriend Georgie along, which meant Alix and I were crammed into a small room with no window and two single beds against opposite walls. It was the type of hotel that had floral duvet covers and a microwave. It looked like it hadn’t been upgraded since 2000. Nice enough, but nothing fancy.

We decided to make the most of the weather by heading down to the beach across the road. I got changed in the bathroom to give Alix some privacy, and after what felt like forever, she emerged with her hair tied up, and a towel wrapped around her entire body.

Harry, George, Alix and I wandered down to the beach. When we got there, Harry and G went straight out for a swim. I lay my towel down on the sand and sat on it, partially to avoid being stuck with Harry and his girlfriend, and partially because I wanted to see what Alix would be wearing.

She dropped her towel to reveal a deep electric blue bikini. The bottoms weren’t a thong, but her ass had eaten up a good chunk of them, revealing a good bit of cheek. She turned around and adjusted her bikini top, and then ran her fingers down the side of her bottoms, pulling them from her ass. I was in heaven and grateful for my black Ray bans.

We cracked open a couple of beers and sat there in the sun chatting. We had never really talked about her friends before, but she quickly gave me a run down of the drama in the group, who had slept with who, and who fancied who. She asked me about my friends and we made connections between our experiences.

At one point, Alix rolled in to her front and looked away from me.

‘Awkward question but can I ask you about something?’ she said.

‘Sure, what?’

‘Is it true you got a blow job at your end of year formal (prom)?’

It was, but could I say that to her?

I gave an awkward laugh and managed to say no but she saw straight through me and laughed ‘well that’s a yes.’

‘Maybe,’ I replied. After a lot of awkward back and forth and question dodging, I told her the story. How I’d taken my date to the bathroom and locked us in a disabled toilet where she did the deed for me.

‘Well I’m guessing you didn’t finish on her face,’ she laughed. ‘Might be a bit awkward in the group photo.’

With that, she got up, brushed some sand from her knees and ass, and started walking to the water.

‘You coming?’ she called out.

I wondered about that a lot over the rest of the day. Why would she mention cumming on her face, if not because she had done it before? Maybe I was thinking too much into it, but it did nothing to quench my sexual thoughts about her.

That night, it was boiling. Our room, with no windows and a pathetic fan that barely made 10 rotations a minute at max speed, was sweltering. Alix was in the shower when I got into bed. I flicked the lights off and a lamp on, and covered myself with a sheet.

Alix came in drying her hair with a towel and wearing a tiny pair of satin shorts that barely covered her ass, and singlet.

‘Oh my god it is unbearable in here. Excuse me but I might sleep naked.’

I laughed awkwardly.

She finished drying her hair, and then lay down on her bed. I flicked the lamp off and we lay there in an awkward silence, tossing and turning in the heat.

After about an hour, she whispered, ‘are you still awake?’

‘Yes…’

‘I cannot sleep…’

‘Neither…’

I lay there, for some reason feeling a nervous energy – the type you get when you’re with someone you really like and you don’t want to say or do the wrong thing.

‘I cannot believe you got a bj at the formal.’

I laughed but couldn’t think of anything to say.

Eventually, Alix broke the silence once more.

‘Did you know all my friends think you’re hot?’ she asked. I couldnt see her but I could tell she was staring straight at the roof.

‘Really? Who?’

‘Yeah, like all of them. Lexi… Bella… Sian… Devon, Cassy.’

It was genuinely news to me, but welcome news.

‘I mean, you are but it’s embarrassing when they say it,’ Alix whispered.

I couldn’t believe what she had said and sat in silence taking it in. Alix quickly apologised for making it awkward and said she was joking.

Before I knew it, I was telling her about her party and how good she had looked. How I’d never wondered about it until recently, but how it was undeniable. I’d said too much.

We continued whispering back and forth, making the most of the sudden openness in our conversation.

‘Oh my god what is that?’ Alix giggled. ‘Ew can you hear that?’

I listened and I could. Through the wall, there was the distinct sound of fucking, more specifically, Harry fucking G. A rhythmic thrusting and faint moans, both male and female.

Alix and I giggled together. She begged me to distract her. I did the first thing that came to mind and asked her ‘truth or dare.’

She laughed at me for being childish but agreed to play. We went back and forth for a while, fairly innocently. I found out that she wasn’t a virgin, that she had told her ex boyfriend she loved him after three weeks, and that she would turn down a million dollars if it meant she couldn’t speak to her best friend Lexi again.

I told her that I’d rather have sex with Lexi than Sian, that I’d had sex with 4 girls, I was dared to get her a glass of water. Scandalous.

‘Truth or dare?’ whispered Alix. ‘And this is working by the way because I can still hear Harry and G but I’m distracted.’

‘Truth.’

‘I’m going super old college then. Who do you have a crush on?’

As I had been obsessing over one girl for the past few months ever since her birthday, I decided to be honest – though not immediately.

‘I cannot say.’

‘Don’t be boring. Why not?’

‘I just…. Cannot.’

‘Why, is she one of my friends?’

‘No.’

‘Do I know her?’

‘Yes.’

This game went on and on. Me avoiding giving too much away, Alix getting closer and closer to knowing who I meant.

‘So I know her… She’s hot… She’s younger than you… She plays volleyball…is she in my team?’

‘Yes she is.’

‘Okay… Hayley?’

‘No.’

And again, this game continued through the whole team.

‘Well that’s everyone I think…. I’ve literally named everyone except me and the managers,’ Alix whispered.

‘Well the managers are older than me, so it’s not them,’ I said.

Alix sat in silence for a second. I could almost hear her brain whirring.

‘I think I know who it is but I don’t want to say in case I’m wrong.’

‘Why not? Why would it matter if you’re wrong?’

‘It’ll be embarrassing if I said this person and it’s not them.’

‘Name three people then, and if it’s one of them, I’ll tell you, and then we can just drop it…’ I don’t know where the idea came from but it did.

Alix laughed, and wondered for a moment.

‘Okay, ummm… Devon, Lexi, ummmm,’ she paused again. ‘I cannot think of a third so I’ll just say me.’

‘It’s one of those people,’ I whispered.

I’m not sure if she remembered that I’d said it wasn’t one of her friends, therefore eliminating Devon and Lexi, but I could tell from her silence that she knew who it was.

‘Your turn,’ I whispered again.

‘Truth.’

‘Do you shave your pussy?’ I whispered.

Alix giggled and rolled over. ‘I cannot answer that!’

‘Dare then,’ I said sternly. ‘You either answer or it’s a dare.’

‘What’s the dare?’

‘Let me touch it to understand.’ I said it confidently but I was shitting myself. I knew how weird it had got in the last hour, but I was pushing it well past that point now.

Alix shifted in her bed. ‘I’m not playing anymore,’ she whispered with a slight giggle.

‘That’s a forfeit then and you have to do the dare…’

She didn’t say anything.

‘Alix?’

‘I’m thinking,’ she said.

‘Well in ten seconds, if you haven’t answered, I’m coming over there to help you with this dare…’

Was this working? Was she going with it? I had no idea.

Again she said nothing.

After twenty seconds of unbearable silence, and me wracking my brain to work out what she was thinking, I stood up from my bed and made my way slowly across to hers in the dark. When I got to her, I could faintly see her body, lying on her back on top of the sheets.

‘Alix…’ I whispered. ‘are you taking the truth or the dare?’

‘Dare,’ she whispered.

Holy shit.

I slid my hand down to the elastic of her pyjama shorts. They were tied tight around her waist so I pulled the knot free. Trying to control my shaking hand I slipped two fingers between the elastic of the satin shorts and her hip. I slid my fingers around to the front of her stomach and looked at her face, trying to make out what she was thinking in the dark.

I pushed my hand down further into her shorts and began to feel the stubble of her shaved pussy. As I did, she breathed in heavily. I continued down further and felt the top of her pussy. She slowly moved her legs aside and coughed nervously as she did. I went further down and felt the wetness of her slit. I rubbed the juices over the top of her pussy. She pushed her crouch towards me and sighed gently. I slipped a finger inside her, and as I did, I leant down and kissed her neck.

I continued to slowly finger her, while also rubbing her clit, as I kissed her neck. My cock was rock hard against the side of her bed.

She looked up to open her neck for me as I continued kissing her neck and shoulders. I kissed her chin before finally kissing her deeply on her mouth. Her tongue instantly went into my mouth as she grabbed my hair and pulled me close. I started rubbing her clit and got a rhythm she liked because she whispered to keep going.

I continued while we kissed for maybe another minute, before she stopped kissing me. She held my head close and whispered that she was gonna cum.

I kept going and she came, pulling me in to kiss her as she did. I slid my hand out of her shorts and rubbed them on her sheets. Her breathing was heavy, and her silence meant I knew this wasn’t going any further.

I got back into my bed and listened to her breathing heavily.

‘Good night Alix,’ I whispered.

She just kept breathing heavily.

NSFW: yes

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