My Sister's Thong

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{if GM==1}Hi, I'm John. I just turned 18 yesterday. As far as I can recall, I've been living with my sister, Julia, for my entire life. Not that I hate living with her-- I actually enjoy it.

She's four years my senior. We usually get along fine, except when she acts like my mom. I lost my mom in a boating accident, I was 6 years old back then-- that's what Julia kept telling me. My dad? Well, he was out of the picture even before I was born.

My sister is not deficient at all in the looks department. She's a redhead with blue eyes (while I'm blond with brown eyes), just enough curves with a 36C boob size and a similarly sized butt, and well-toned arms and legs (while I'm a lanky, underweight guy).

My alarm suddenly blares. I shake my head as my vision slowly clears.

In a few seconds, I hear rapid pounding on my door and my sister screaming, "Shut off that fucking alarm John!"

I reach out to the bedside table for my phone and swipe it to turn off the alarm.

Just then, Julia enters. "Get dressed, sleepyhead. Let's go jogging today," she says as she moves towards the edge of my bed. Her hair is tied in a bun, and she's dressed in an orange push-up sports bra, lavender compression tights, and black sneakers.

I face away from her and try to ignore her.

"What should I do to motivate you to go jogging with me?" she asks, as she unexpectedly sits on my thighs and leans slightly forward. She grasps the edge of my blanket and slowly pulls it downward.

I am pinned into the bed by my sister's weight and if she continues tagging on my blanket, my morning wood would soon be revealed. "Not today, sis. Maybe tomorrow."

"Maybe this will help," she says, and she unzips the front zipper of her bra halfway down. She grins at me and moves the blanket further downward. "Let's see if this doesn't affect you," as she completely removes her top.

I wanted to lie there and enjoy the view of her boobs but I didn't want her to think I was having unbrotherly thoughts. "Okay sis, I get you. Please leave the room so I can change."

"There's nothing I haven't seen, John. And I'm your sister."

I turn back and hurriedly change to jogging clothes, trying my best to cover my hard-on.

"That was quick," Julia says, as I follow her out.

We jog along the beach road for about half an hour before we come to a turn on the road that overlooked a more rocky part of the shoreline.

Julia stops and looks intently at a large outcropping rock that featured an abandoned lighthouse.

"Why are we stopping Sis?" I ask curiously.

"Shh," she says, indicating that what she was about to say next was very important. "I guess you should now know. You're already an adult."

"Know what?" I ask impatiently.

Her eyes not leaving the lighthouse, she says quietly, "That's where mom died. That's where they killed her!" A tear streaks down her left cheek.

"What? Why haven't you told me anything about this?"

"I will," she says with finality.

I wanted to push for more information, but her sudden change in composure indicated that she was carrying something much heavier than herself. I place my arm around her shoulder as we slowly walk towards home. I could feel her sobbing through the shaking of her shoulders. I thought of ways to distract her from those sad thoughts that now clouded her mind. "Say, sis, what would you have done if I ignored you and continued to lie in bed?"

Julia glances at me, the smile back on her face. "I would have given you the thong treatment!"

"Thong treatment?"

"Don't pretend you don't remember," she says, grinning from ear to ear.

What was that about? I try to recall anything about a thong but my mind draws a blank. I absentmindedly follow Julia to her room without her notice.

She unfastens her bra and starts to take off her tights when she notices me behind her. "What are you doing here John?" she asks in apparent shock.

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