Your sister really likes wine

It was a nice party. You definitely weren’t used to such luxury. You had a few drinks even, you weren’t the type to drink but if it’s free how could you resist. Trophy wives flooded the bar with their eighty year old “true love” lagging behind. As the night went on you caught a glance of your sister. Some old man was working his hand up her thigh and she looked drunk as ever. While you walked over she brushed off the man and ordered another glass of wine.

“Not your type?” you joked.

“I’m too young for him.” She spoke surprisingly not slurring her words. You’d have to question why she was so used to being drunk. She wasn’t even of age to drink!

“Your age is the reason he was talking to you.” You downed her glass of wine, while it stopped her from drinking it you weren’t sure the taste was worth it.

She giggled, “That was mine.”

“I think you’ve had enough.”

She replied sarcastically with a big smile, “Ah how sweet I always wanted a daddy.”

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes. “How much have you had to drink?”

“One glass.”

“7 glasses.” The bartender corrected.

She glared at him through glazed eyes, “You just lost a customer.” she giggled.

He smiled, “Drinks are on the house so…”

You took Amber’s hand, “Come on you need to lay down before you do something stupid.”

Having broke into the house before you knew the layout well and led Amber to one of the guest rooms that were meant for party attendants. She couldn’t seem to stop laughing while you guided her to the bed.

“Is it bed time?”

“Amber for fucks sake I was gone for a couple weeks what the hells gettin into you.”

“Oh I’m sorry did I disappoint you daddy?”

You stood at the end of the bed and she sat up on her hands and knees to move over to you.

“I’m not your dad Amber. I just don’t want you to be stupid.”

She lowered her head, “Don’t worry big brother I knew you want what’s best for me.”

You didn’t realize why she lowered her head like that until she undid your fly. You would have stepped back but she pulled you forward and had her lips around your dick faster than than you thought possible. The drinks from earlier let you just enjoy the pleasure. She bobbed with more skill than she should have at her age and made it apparent that she had no gag reflex. Taking you all the way to the base you couldn’t believe how good her throat felt. Then reality came to you.

“What the hell are you doing Amber?!”

She pulled off you continuing to lick the tip while she answered. “I’m thanking you for bringing me to such a nice party. Just go along with it.”