Chapter 1.

My name is Josh, I’m 28, 6’5, and weigh 280 lbs. I played O-line in college and have always been a big guy. My whole family is big though. Dad played college football and mom was a volleyball star. My 3 younger siblings aren’t small either. My twin sisters are 6’3’ and finishing their last year of college; tearing up the basketball court, and my brother is a college freshman starting on their hockey team. He’s the shortest member of our family at 6’1. We often call him Tiny; he hates that.

Tucker is my lifelong best friend, who lived right next door growing up. Physically, his family is the exact opposite. Tucker is the biggest person in his family, and he’s 5’8, 150lbs soaking wet. He was a wrestling phenom though, so no one ever really gave him any shit. When we were in High school, a couple of kids tried to make fun of our friendship by calling us “the giant and his pet” … they wound up in the hospital and he wound up suspended for a week. Tucker never really seemed to have much of a problem with being “small”, he said it was an advantage on the wrestling mat and that was that. Tucker and I were inseparable in High School, chasing girls, working out, cruising town, you think it, we did it together. And when she was allowed out of the house by herself, his kid sister Jessica wanted to be right there with us. It didn’t bother me, and it didn’t seem to bother Tucker. I just thought of her as my youngest sibling. Even though my brother was about the same age, she always gravitated towards my sisters and me.

While Tucker is short, Jesica is really short. She’s about 5’1” and weighs less than 100lbs. Don’t get me wrong Jessica is freaky athletic; she EXCELS on the soccer field and holds multiple distance records at our high school. Jessica was pure-100% tomboy growing up. She had blonde shoulder-length hair that I had never seen out of a ponytail, she was rail thin and lean. Growing up, I was always protective of her. She’s 10 years younger than me, but our High School was on the same grounds as the Middle and Elementary schools, and she LOVED to run up to me and give me hugs whenever she saw me outside.

After I graduated from college, I moved to an apartment near my parent’s house and started working as a trainer while trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life… that was 6 years ago, and I’m still working as a trainer and trying to figure out what to do with my life. Tucker has moved off to live in the big city and is making serious coin working for some big VC. We still talk all the time, but my hangouts with Jessica had all but ended.

Which finally brings me to last week. I had to get some routine surgery done on my left knee, and while it wasn’t serious, my mom made a big fuss over it. She didn’t want me in my apartment by myself in case I fell over or fainted or… something. I still don’t know why she made such a big deal, however, I am now VERY grateful she did.

I was sitting out back on my parents’ patio, My mom had gone off to get her hair done and then went shopping and said she’d be out for a while. I knew that meant a couple of hours at least. So, there was no one home but me and my feelings. I was listening to some chill tunes when I heard a door open and looked up to see Jessica walk out of her house. It was the first time in a couple of years that I’d seen her, and she’d done some growing! She was 10 years younger than me, so she must be 18 and a high school senior now. She didn’t notice me at first and seemed to be in a funk herself. She flopped down on the couch under their awning and started mindlessly scrolling her phone.

I’d always treated and thought of Jessica like a little sister, and while I’d always thought of her as cute, it was more of a little sister type cute. Funny, happy, bubbly… but never in an attractive cute. Looking at her now though, I realized she’d grown up quite a bit since the last time I saw her. She was still tiny, she was still skinny, however, she looked much more feminine and powerful now. She was wearing a light blue pair of tight, short, spandex running shorts and a matching sports bra, that showed off her lithe body. Her legs were toned and muscular and ended in a tight round little ass. And her abs looked tight and well-defined. It looked like she had a small B cup but was hard to tell in her sports bra… but it somehow made her look far sexier than if she had huge swinging knockers. I was at a loss for words and just gazed on in amazement at the girl I used to jokingly call an ankle biter. Her hair was long and braided into two pigtails that framed either side of her face and fell to her midback and looked perfect for pulling…

After a couple minutes of scrolling, Jessica harumphed audibly and slapped her cell phone down on the ottoman, clearly in frustration.

“What did that phone ever do to you?” I called over to her. She jumped slightly and sat up looking around. I waved as she saw me, and her face lit up.

“Josh!! You’re home! Ohmygod what happened to your knee?” She yelled.

“Oh, just some minor surgery, it was just a scope, but my mom wanted to keep an eye on me... you know how moms are” I said with a laugh. She chuckled and got up.

“Want some company? I’m not sure if I’ll be great company, but I can keep you company anyway” she said, still looking a little sad.

“Absolutely!” I said, waving her over. “We can be a couple of mopey people together” She jogged over, and I watched as her tight young body moved in all the right places. Her legs were toned to perfection and were the perfect shade of tan from running in the late spring sunshine. Her abs contracted and relaxed as she jogged over to our patio, and I found myself wanting to run my tongue along them. Her small but perky tits bounced with each step, and I wanted to feel her nipples harden under my lips. Her entire body looked like a fun-sized appetizer meant for licking and touching. I realized the girl I was imagining devouring was JESSICA, the same Jessica that I helped teach to ride a bike, and immediately felt a little guilty. That didn’t keep my shorts from getting slightly tighter, however.

She flopped down on the couch next to mine and looked at me with a small smile, that’s when I realized how beautiful her face was. She had sharp cheekbones and beautiful green eyes. They were like the color of grass after a spring rain. And her long blonde hair was just begging to be pulled. The thought of wrapping my hands through those pigtails and plowing into her flashed through my head, and I felt more blood rush into my cock. I realized this wasn’t the same girl I used to know but rather a very sexy young lady that I wanted… badly.

“Ugh… that really sucks about your knee, how long do you have to be laid up?” she asked, inspecting my bandages.

“Not too long, the doctor said to just take it easy for a couple of days and then start walking. He said I could walk with the help of crutches already. It’s not much of a big thing, just needed to get rid of some scar tissue.” I tried to say, without ogling her too much.

“That’s sucks though. Did it hurt?” She asked.

“Nope, not in the slightest. He put a little local in there and that was that.”

“I hate the idea of needing surgery, it scares the crap out of me” She laughed.

“It’s not much to freak out about, all those horror stories are so rare… people just like to make big deals out of them” I reassured her. As I was talking, she seemed to return to her previously sour mood slightly. “But enough about me, what’s got you down? Unless you’re just a regular angsty 18-year-old who doesn’t want your big brother’s friend prying into your business.” I laughed.

She looked at me sternly, “You know I always thought of you as more than ‘my big brother’s friend’” she said, rolling her eyes. “But it’s just stupid boy stuff. Stupid High School stuff. Stupid Internet stuff. It’s all just stupid.” She huffed, throwing herself against the back of the couch she was sitting on and putting her feet on the edge of the table with her knees up.

“I might be able to help… I used to be a stupid boy after all” I said, noticing, slightly against my will, that her new sitting position gave me an unobstructed view of her crotch and the noticeable camel toe beneath. I felt my member twitch and start to rise even more. My body wanted this girl.

“You’re not stupid. I watched how you treated girls in High School. You were never a jerk. Sure, you were a boy, but you weren’t a jerk. Boys now are jerks. They suck. They’re mean, and they are just huge jerks.” She blurted, trying to refrain from crying.

“Aw, Jess, come on… it can’t be that bad, can it?” I asked. Trying to calm her down.

“I had one boy reject me by saying ‘I don’t date 12-year-old boys’ and another one saying that I could ‘ask again once I’ve had my period’. They SUCK Josh, they all suck!” Her dam broke, and she buried her head in her hands.

My big brother instincts over road my horny pervert thoughts for a moment and I stood up, hobbled over to her couch, and plopped down, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and as I did, I realized she SMELLED amazing. I couldn’t catch a break. Not only did she look incredible, but she smelled delicious as well. I tried to ignore my growing discomfort at how aroused I was getting and console her.

 “Come on Jess, you’re alright. You already said it, they’re stupid boys. Don’t concern yourself about what stupid boys think. Plus, they’re dead wrong. You’re a catch, you’re funny, your smart, you’re a stud on the track, and you’re hot as shit.” I soothed. Realizing that I didn’t mean for that last part to slip out.

She peaked from behind her hands, trying not to sob “Do you mean that” She asked quietly.

“Of course I do, you’re probably going to States, right? You used to be hilarious, so unless that’s changed, I’m guessing you’re still a ton of fun to be around. You’re also smart as a whip, my mom was bragging about you the other day saying how you had like over a 4.0. You’re going to kill it when you’re older. Why worry about what stupid boys say?” I asked. Rubbing her back a little.

She sat up and looked around for somewhere to wipe her face. I gave her my shirt since she didn’t have much in the way of clothing to use. She laughed at me. Apologized for losing her shit and looked at me with a small smile. “I meant that last thing you said,” she asked, giving me a coy smile.

‘Shit, shit, shit’, I thought. “You mean being a stud on the track?” I asked, trying to cover my blunder. “Yeah, I mean it, haven’t you set a bunch of records…?” I asked foolishly.

Her smile got a little bigger. “No, that LAST part… about me being hot as shit.” When she was little, Jessica’s superpower was getting what she wanted out of me and anyone else who had something she wanted. Whether it was a treat, a toy, or anything else. If Jessica wanted something she was going to get it. Knowing this, I continued to play dumb.

“I didn’t say that,” I said, trying to look confused.

“Oh yes, you did.” She replied. “And you said it by accident, didn’t you? You weren’t just trying to cheer me up, it slipped out, you think I’m hot as shit… don’t you?” She asked pointedly, turning so she was sitting sideways on the couch and crossing her legs Indian style in front of me. I tried desperately not to look down at her crotch, but I failed. In turn, her shorts crept further up into her crotch and an even more visible camel toe clung to her sweet young pussy. I desperately wanted to taste every inch of her.

My glance wasn’t very sneaky, how could it have been, she was studying me for an answer to her question and had just watched me drink in the sight of her very evident camel toe. “Holy shit, you do think I’m hot, don’t you?” she asked, almost in a whisper.

I knew I was caught. There wasn’t much else I could do or say that would get me out of this, especially after getting caught looking at her pussy. “yeah” I replied sheepishly.

“Yeah, what?”

“Yeah, I think you’re pretty”

“Nope, that’s not what you just said, you didn’t say I was “pretty” You said I was what?” she asked, like a lawyer cross-examining a witness.

I didn’t want to answer. This situation had taken a dramatic turn, and as much as I wanted her, I didn’t want to do something that would cause a problem between Tucker and me.

“You’re pretty, I think you’re pretty. I think anyone would think you’re pretty… have you looked in the mirror lately?” I mumbled.

“Thank you, but no, that’s not what you said is it.” She said with a laugh. “You specifically said I was… hmm I can’t remember what you exactly said, Josh. Can you remind me?”

I didn’t want to play this game, but the way she was looking at me. Her mood had turned around 180 degrees and now she had a very playful, sultry look in her eyes. She knew she was killing me right now and she was loving it. As I sat there pondering how to respond, she shifted again, flattening her legs out, stretching her already snug shorts up her legs even more. I couldn’t resist. I looked down again, and as I did, she picked her knees back up to allow her shorts to cling to her pussy. It looked so inviting and my cock involuntarily twitched in my shorts. I heard a little gasp from Jessica and looked at her, she was staring at my crotch as much as I had been staring at hers. She looked up at me. “I said you’re hot as shit Jess” I whispered back.

She looked at me and her eyes smoldered. “Really? Since when?” she asked timidly.

I sighed, “Since the moment you walked out that door. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.” I admitted and watched as a blush crept up her chest and into her cheeks.

“What were you thinking… about… exactly” she asked, again barely whispering.

I sat there dumbfounded. I had just been consoling this girl about stupid high school boys and in less than 60 seconds the situation was completely reversed, and she was seductively interrogating me about my perverted mind. I coughed and said, “I probably shouldn’t tell you that.”

She smiled even bigger and giggled, “So it was something dirty huh?”

I nodded my head.

“Were you wondering what I looked like under these?” she asked looking down at her skimpy clothing.

“I hadn’t been wondering that actually…” I said with a groan, “But now I might be”. I could feel my cock swelling even more, the sexual tension palpable.

“Oh really, you weren’t. What were you thinking about then?” She asked, tilting her head and toying with one of her pigtails.

I shifted in my seat, my reservations about my best friend’s sister leaving me slowly. “Well, I was thinking about your hair at one point…” I admitted.

She looked a little surprised, “My hair?”

“Mhmmm… and how much I wanted to pull it while…” I spluttered. I can’t believe that had just come out of my mouth. I’d almost admitted I wanted to pull her hair as I was plowing her.

She let out a little gasp of shock and the blush across her chest deepened in color. “I think I’d like that…. But what would we be doing while you were pulling my hair?” she asked coyly, her green eyes sparkling.

“You know what we’d be doing” I responded.

“I want to hear you say it” she giggled. Playing with her hair more.

I hadn’t realized it, but we’d slowly been leaning closer and closer to one another. We were now sitting less than a foot from one another. “I was imagining pulling those sexy pigtails as I fuck you from behind,” I said, barely audible.

She let out a deep groan and shifted in her seat. I glanced down again, taking in her toned legs, and grabbing another peak at that wonderful camel toe. My heart skipped when I noticed a small but pronounced dark spot right in the middle. I groaned involuntarily and felt my cock twitch again in my shorts. I was wearing relaxing clothes, so I had light gym shorts on… there wasn’t much in the way of ‘protection’ and I was basically at full mast by this point. The only thing keeping my full length from showing was how I was sitting on the couch. I looked at Jessica’s face and noticed she was staring at my crotch again, so I took a play from her playbook. As she watched I adjusted myself and let my full hardon spring up from where it was confined. I watched her lick her lips and my heart skipped again.

“Would you like to know what else I was thinking about?” I asked quietly.

She only nodded her head, unable to speak or look away from my enlarged member.

“I was imagining how delicious you’d taste. I was thinking about licking every square inch of your sexy body” I murmured. And watched as she closed her eyes and gulped. The blush on her chest was a deep red now. Her breathing was coming a little faster. “I wanted to know what it felt like to feel your nipples harden in my mouth, to know what your abs felt like under my tongue, to know what your lips felt like on mine, and how you might taste as you cum in my mouth.” I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth, but there was no turning back now.

Her body actually shook, and an actual moan escaped her lips. She looked up at me, desire raging in her eyes. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I leaned forward the remaining few inches and kissed her. It was like a dam had broken, all the sexual tension that had built up released itself, and Jessica launched herself into that kiss. Our tongues danced across each other’s lips. My hands immediately started to roam her sculpted body. I was in heaven and wanted more. The animalistic urge to grab her and rip her clothes off was raging against its cage. I gently pushed her back and for the briefest of seconds, a look of pure dread crossed her face. “Ohh Jess, I’m not pushing you away,” I reassured, “I just want to make sure that YOU’RE sure about this.”

She hesitated a moment as relief washed across her face. “You’re the first person who’s ever told me they thought I was sexy,” she revealed. Breathing heavily from our kiss.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, because I’m so small, people just laugh at me, or they think I’m intimidating because I’m so athletic. It’s incredibly annoying.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s not funny!” she playfully exclaimed. And hit my arm.

“I know, you’re just also incredibly cute. Sexy, cute, athletic…” I trailed off… realizing we were still petting each other. I looked into her eyes. “you’re not still a virgin, are you?”

She looked at me sheepishly, and for a moment I thought she was going to say yes. “No, I’m not. There was one stupid, drunken, embarrassing night last summer with some idiot from another school who took that card.” He Barely lasted 30 seconds and fell asleep with his pants still off.” She chuckled. “I wish I was though; no one has ever looked at me like you were just looking at me, and I wish this was my first time. It would have given me WAY more confidence than that asshole.” She looked down in embarrassment.

I picked her chin up and kissed her again, gently this time, breathing in her amazing scent and savoring the taste of her lips. I felt her small hand on my crotch and looked down. She was resting it on my stiff cock, and I groaned into her mouth. “Be careful now. You don’t want to start something you can’t stop,” I said with a wink.

“Why would I want to stop this?” She whispered. “I’ve never been so turned on in my life”

Hearing her say that made my cock twitch under her hand and she giggled playfully. “Seems like maybe someone else is turned on as well?” She asked with a smile.

“You have no idea” I admitted.

“So what are we going to do about this?” she asked with a sly grin.

Before she could respond I grabbed her by the waist, picked her up, and pulled her onto my lap so that my hard cock was resting behind her tight, round little ass. She gasped as she landed and grounded herself against the stiff rod behind her. “Wow, you really could have your way with me, couldn’t you?” she asked, bouncing a little in my lap.

I looked at her with a smile on my face.

“What?” she asked, a little confused. Still bouncing slightly.

“It’s my turn to ask you some questions little lady,” I said with a smile and kissed her nose.

“Shoot,” she said, pressing back into my shaft.

“What were you thinking when you noticed my growing affection for you?”

“Oh, this big guy?” She said scooting up, back, and then down again… repositioning my cock so it was between us. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy and watched as she closed her eyes and ground down on my hard cock. I was fully hard at this point, and the pressure and motion made me groan along with her.

“yeah that big guy” I repeated.

“I was hoping I’d get to feel him inside me,” she said, and ground back and forth, keeping her eyes closed.

“And is this the first time you’ve thought about that?” I asked.

“Nope,” was all she said in reply, continuing to dry hump my hard shaft, teasing both of us.

“And when would that have been?” I asked

“When would what have been?”

“When was the first time you thought of having him inside you?” She smiled and groaned as I said that.

“That summer a couple of years ago, when you were home for the 4^th of July, and our families went to the pool. You were wearing a pair of red, white, and blue shorts and when you got out of the water I got to see him… he wasn’t quite as big as he is now, but that was the first time,” she admitted, smiling at the memory.

I recalled those shorts; they were a BIG hit with the ladies, and I knew why… I guess I should have realized that young teenage girls wouldn’t be much different. That weekend was just like old times. Jessica’s birthday was July 1^st so we always had a huge blowout for the 4^th to celebrate the country and her birthday. “And what did you do after you saw him the first time?” I asked, grabbing her firm slim waste, and marveling how my hands almost wrapped the entire way around.

“I got back into the pool, found a waterjet, and came thinking of you pounding me with him…” she looked down at me as she said it and gasped as my cock twitched in response.

“YOU GOT OFF IN THE POOL? INFRONT OF OUR FAMILIES?” I was blown away and even more turned on.

“Yup”

“Are you a little naughty exhibitionist?” I asked, assuming I already knew the answer.

She nodded, took a quick look around, and pulled her bra over her head. Our backyards are rather secluded. We live at the end of a street and the lot next to our house is vacant. Other than her house no one can see into our backyards.

I was speechless once again. Her tits were perfect. B cups, with enough for each of my hands to fondle, and her nipples were almost invisible against her skin. I pulled her chest to my lips and sucked her left nipple into my mouth. I flicked my tongue against it and felt it stiff between my lips. Jessica picked up her dry humping and moaned long. “don’t forget the other one, she’s getting jealous”

I didn’t need any more of an invitation. I dragged my tongue across her chest and latched onto her right. I dragged my teeth across her nipple, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from her, and felt this one to stand at attention. I leaned back to admire my work. Both her nipples were now pink and pointing with arousal.

I groaned in appreciation and returned to her nipples. I was in heaven; I had a lithe young 18-year-old grinding herself onto my stiff cock in my parents’ backyard; I had never been more turned on. After devouring her chest and tits, my sexual appetite demanded more. I grabbed her slender young waist and pulled her up my body. I wanted to taste more of her incredibly tight body. She gasped in surprise and giggled some more.

My face was now directly in line with those wonderfully sexy abs, and I began devouring every inch of them. I traced the lines of each abb and felt her squirm with arousal. She must have been ticklish because she was soon cooing and laughing as I got closer to her sides. I was intoxicated by her taste, the slight salty taste of sweat mixing with her citrusy body wash was almost too much. I continued to work my way down her body and felt her press her hips toward my hungry mouth.

At this point, she was still straddling my body, and I knew I was going to want better access. Being so much bigger than her, it was easy for me to pick her up and toss her around. I pulled my head back, lifted her off my chest, and placed both her legs over my shoulder. I paused to take in the incredible view presented to me. She was now laying upside down on my torso with her head near my cock. I could feel her hands playing idly with my hardon, but I knew that could wait. I had her perfect body, and it was all mine to play with. I gazed down at her crotch, which was now at mouth level, and groaned again. The small dark spot I had seen earlier was now significantly more pronounced. I looked down at her eyes; she stared back with sexual desire raging in her green orbs. She nodded slightly, and I knew she wanted it as badly as I did. I took a quick look around and then ripped her tight shorts off her legs in one fluid motion. She squeaked in delight and returned her legs to each of my shoulders.

There it was the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. Completely bald, except for a neatly trimmed strip right down the middle. Her sex was swollen and glistening with her arousal. I looked back into her eyes, and she nodded again. “Please…” she whimpered, “I want you to taste me”.

I growled with pleasure and dove into her beautiful hot cunt; she tasted amazing. Her nectar was sweet and salty all at the same time and her lips were soft and hot on my tongue.

I found her clit with my tongue and smiled. Based on our brief conversation, I knew she was inexperienced and knew she was in for some fun. As my tongue brushed across her clit, I felt her body stiffen and heard her moan. I let my tongue lap away at her hot moist slit and held her tight against my mouth. She writhed in pleasure and squirmed in my grip. I heard her breathing start to get ragged, and much to my surprise, she began to cum shortly after my onslaught started. Her body tensed again, and being as fit as she was, she curled herself up onto my shoulders, trying to get away from my starving tongue. I felt a flood of her hot juice hit my tongue and chin, bringing another growl of arousal from my lips.

“ohmy… fuuuuuuuck…. Ughhhhhhh” she groaned, a deep guttural sound for such a small girl. I kept licking. We had to be an erotic sight. I, a 6’5 offensive lineman with a 5’1 sexy girl clinging to my head in pure ecstasy, would have turned anyone one.

“Please, please, please…” she panted, “I need to stop” I held her trapped against my tongue’s unforgiving attack for a couple more seconds and then released her gently to the couch.

She crumbled into a ball of pure arousal and twitched, giggling uncontrollably. After a few seconds, during which I rubbed my hard cock through my pants, drinking in the incredible sight before, she sat up.