2 comments/ 89715 views/ 5 favorites The Girl Who Was... By: sxxfrk99 The Girl Who Was To Be My Sister-In-Law Alicia was like a sister to me. I had dated her sister for five years and we were engaged to be married. A week after announcing the engagement her sister decided to dump me and start sleeping around. I never really thought that I would be in touch with anyone in that family again. A couple of weeks later the phone rang and it was Alicia. She was so upset that her sister kicked me to the curb. We talked on the phone for hours. After that we talked occasionally. She often telling me of her family problems, school, but most of all how she missed having a big brother. She hated her sister's new boyfriend, and just wanted me to kick his ass and take her sister back. Shortly after her 18th birthday, I called to wish her a happy birthday because I had been working late and not had the chance to call. I also wanted to share with her the good news: I was engaged to be married. She didn't take it well. In fact she hung up on me. I was so pissed that I didn't even call her back. A week later I decided I wanted to go out to my families vacation home in Colorado for a couple of weeks. Because of my fiancé's job she couldn't get away, so I had to go by myself. One night after some serious bar hopping, I came home and decided to call my house and check my messages. Alicia had called. She was upset and very sorry that she hung up on me. I decided to call her and see what was up. She wanted to tell me that she was sorry, and that she was truly happy about my engagement, and that she was glad that I was happy. She was starting to get upset that we would no longer speak to or see each other. I told her that wasn't so, but she was getting more and more upset. That is when I invited her out to Colorado. I told her my fiancé wouldn't mind (I was hoping that she wouldn't). She agreed and got off the phone so she could get a flight. An hour later she called back and was able to get a flight the next morning and I said I would be there to pick her up. Her flight landed shortly after noon. As she came out of the gate my dick got instantly hard. In front of me was not the young girl I knew, but a beautiful woman. I never in my wildest dreams was expecting this. She ran up to me and hugged me. I held her close feeling those beautiful firm breasts against my chest. I was starting to feel guilty because I always pictured her as my sister, since I had none. This woman was the same girl I teased and picked on, helped with her homework, took to school, and defended from young boys in her grade. After we unlocked our embrace she asked if we could go back to the house and drop off her stuff, give her a chance to freshen up and then head out on the town. I grabbed her luggage and took her to the car. We drove up to the house and I carried her bags to her room. She went into her bathroom and freshened up. I took this opportunity to go to mine. I had to satisfy my hard on. I locked the door and proceeded to jerk myself to orgasm while I thought of all the things I wanted to do to her and have her do to me. I finished just as Alicia was heading to my room. She was dressed in the sexiest outfit I had ever seen. I grabbed the keys, and we headed out for some fun. As we drove around I showed her the places that I got into much trouble at while my family was on vacation. We went to a nice Italian restaurant, and then headed out dancing. Man could she gyrate those hips! Some lewd thoughts continued to enter my brain. My cock was hard all night long. After dancing we headed back to my place and I made us a few drinks. While I was doing that she ran upstairs and changed. You could imagine my disappointment when she returned in a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of boxers. We sat around a drank and talked for about an hour, when she noticed the pool and hot tub in the back, and asked if I wanted to swim. With the chance to see her in a bikini, I quickly agreed. I was by no means disappointed. Her breasts weren't big, about a B cup, but they were firm and beautiful. It was a shame that they were hidden from me. I also noticed how well shaved her bikini area was. She was more beautiful than her older sister. I brought out a bottle of wine and some glasses, and put them on the side of the pool. We swam and drank wine, and just had a load of fun. I has touching and groping her every chance I got trying to make it look like an accident. After a little while I went to the hot tub while she decided to swim laps. I'll never forget what happened next. I looked up, and there was Alicia, standing there in all her naked glory. I couldn't believe it, this was all I wanted since she arrived, but I couldn't help feeling guilty. She said that she hoped that I didn't mind that she had taken her suit off. I told her it was fine with me, and she climbed into the hottub. Once she sat down and got comfortable, she playfully hinted that I should take my trunks off too. I declined because I was afraid she would see my hard on. Just as I thought she was done trying to goad me into it, she reached under the water, pulled my trunks off, and threw them as far as she could. She giggled, then got out and went to get a new bottle of wine. She had an amazing ass! She returned with the wine, and got back into the hot tub. As we sat and drank, she started to get sad again because I was getting married. When she started to cry, I moved and sat next to her. That's when she noticed my hard on. I blushed, and looked around for my shorts. They where nowhere to be found. Alicia reached down and grabbed my cock. I was in ecstasy. I wanted her so badly, but it was Alicia, I couldn't. I told her I was sorry, got out of the hottub, and went back into the house. Alicia was footsteps behind me as I entered my bedroom. I sat on the bed, and she asked me why. I told her, she was always like my little sister, and I couldn't do it, besides I was engaged. She told me that she always had a crush on me, and often snuck into he bathroom when I was showering, when I stayed at her parent's house while dating her sister. I was in shock. Then she bent down on her knees and grabbed my hand and asked if I found her attractive. I told her I sure did and told her of my hard on when she got off the plane, and jerking off when we got to the house. It was the only invitation she needed. Without looking up, she swallowed my cock in her mouth. This was awesome. I watched my shaft disappear in and out of her sweet mouth. After a while I flipped her into a sixty-nine position to return the favor. Her cunt tasted so sweet. I lapped at her folds and her clit. I could tell she was enjoying from the movements and muffled moans coming from my crotch. I soon had her orgasming, but as her body bucked she continued with her magical movement on my cock. Soon I was erupting in her mouth. She swallowed it all. We lay back and I told her how good it was. She said that she sucked cock before, but never had sex and wanted me to be the first, a task I was more than willing to volunteer for. I regained my hard on, laid her on her back, and took a nipple in my mouth. I loved sucking on tits, and she loved my technique. Soon I had the head of my dick at the entrance to her pussy. I asked if she were ready. She grabbed my ass and pulled me into her, she let out a yelp, but responded by moving her hips on my rod. Being inside that pussy was great. It was soft and warm, like silk. I fucked her like I had never fucked anyone before in my life. It was heaven. That night I fucked her in every position we could think of. Enjoying this beautiful woman in ways no one had before. I loved feeling myself inside of her and listening to her moans of ecstasy. I just couldn't believe what a weekend this was turning out to be. Both of us reached many orgasms that night, me shooting my load into her pussy and ass and her mouth. We finally passed out from exhaustion. We awoke the next morning and went at it again. I was more than eager every time I saw that beautiful body. We only left the house to eat, but we were right back at each other every time we were alone and in every room of that house. We had sex many, many times that weekend. As I took her to the airport, I promised we would stay in touch. I can't wait to touch her again. Maybe I can get my fiancé to feel the same way. The Girl who was too Smart I sat with my back to the walkway and the gravel road, sweating; knowing I should be inside or at least out of the direct sun in the hottest part of the day. I hated to thin vegetables like carrots and beets. Ripping out new young life before it really got started. I felt like a mass murderer as I relentlessly left the necessary space between each new seedling, and tossed the soon to be wilted plants aside. I raised up and pulled a hairy forearm across my brow and wondered why sweat burned the eyes so much. "Hey, old man! You oughta get out of the sun! You'll have a heat stroke!" The voice was female, high pitched but lilting and seemed to contain a restrained giggle somewhere inside the petulant intonation. I looked over my shoulder; what I saw matched the voice. Thin and willowy with straight reddish blond hair, freckles, boy like shoulders and hips, small breasts but a flat abdomen and full thighs that both drew my quick glance. I thought it was quick enough to be missed. It wasn't. "So you are a crotch man, huh? Well, it figures, my boobs are small anyway and my face ain't much to look at." I was sitting in a white plastic lawn chair; much easier to bend over than to get down on my knees. I had jeans and an old grey polo shirt on, along with stained casual sports shoes. I turned slowly away from her and stared at the wilted plants I had discarded and sighed and blinked. "What? Caterpillar gotchur tongue, old man? What?" I had to smile and restrain myself from audibly chuckling while I was still turned away from her. Kid had a quick mouth. "You got pretty good shoulders for an old guy! My nipples are hard but you can't see them cuz I'm wearing a bra. I shouldn't have worn one; really turned you on! Darnit!" I lifted myself slowly from the chair, rubbed the soil off my hands and turned to her. Damned little motor-mouth anyway, how can I match up with her? I tried. "You have teenybopper freckles and not a hair on your pussy! Go away little girl, you bother me!" She didn't miss a beat. "I'll have you know I have lottsa hairs on my Mons Pubis and depending on the light they are either red or blond or both! Not only that, I was born without a hymen and I know a carrot and a big sausage will fit in there and I'm gonna try a cucumber pretty soon! So there, smarty pants! Hah, hah!" Okay. So I just stood there open mouthed and blinking like a dummy; she was too quick for me. I took in her posture, her eyes and the shape of her mouth and as I did, she purposely changed it all, right before my eyes. She gave me a hard look. "You're not quick enough old man. I multi-task, you are one dimensional. I saw how slowly you turned to me at first, I watched how you stood up and how you walked, I watched your eyes and your face and your hands, I can read you like a book. You lose!" I took a deep breath and smiled and on the exhale: "Not bad for a thirteen year old twat; so you got a high IQ, so what, twat?" "Higher than yours by a long-shot, dummy, and I haven't been anywhere near thirteen for years and years! She began rummaging through a small shoulder bag and listed out loud the things she sifted through: "Nail polish, hardly ever use that, lip gloss, might need some now, Tampon, condom, just in case, lubricating oil, ditto, spare change and a few bucks, tweezers and...this!" She handed me a flat plastic card. I glanced from the photo to her face. College? Sophomore? No way! "So you scored a fake ID, big deal, all kids got em." She handed me a stick of gum. "Cinnamon, in case I get kissed; wanna taste good for someone, maybe you?" "I don't chew gum." "You probably don't have any teeth! Suck on it then, freshens your mouth." "Heh, heh, heh!" I couldn't hold it in any more, I laughed out loud, hard and long and soon she was laughing with me. "Truce, little girl? Truce?" I unwrapped the gum, wadded up the wrapper and flipped it straight at her face, hard. She just smiled and turned her chin a little as it went by. "Have to do better than that, old man. Hey! I thought you called a truce!" "List the courses you are taking this semester. Right now, don't think about it!" She immediately rattled of five names and numbers, two, two hundred level, two three hundred level and a four hundred level course. "Plus I have advanced Thesis planning with the Dean of my Department." "Major?" "Astrobiology." "Moon mission or Mars?" She sparkled. "Hey, you're not so dumb after all! Mars; Moon is too soon, they say I need aging. What do they know anyway?" "Astrobiology?" "Yeah, best chance to nail a Nobel or a Pulitzer; human psychology and such on extended missions in total isolation from Earth. Wide open field for abstracts." "You're quite a kid, a..." "Precocious, pipsqueak, pulsing Pandora's Box and a perennial pain in the ass?" I had to laugh again. "And you write poetry too, I suppose?" She grinned. "Yeah, but you wouldn't like it; abstract gloom and doom and belated angst cuz I can't get laid." "Talk too much, huh?" I finally got close to her. She colored slightly and then grinned. "Okay, old man, one for you, a hundred and seventy one for me. Guess that was pretty obvious. Yeah, I scare all the guys away with my mouth; so what?" "If you kept it closed you might even get kissed." She grinned and closed her eyes. "Izzat an offer?" Then she closed her lips, puckered up, lifted her chin and remained silent. I stared at her closed eyelids as I spoke. "If I thought for a moment you were actually of legal age, I would whisk you inside and fuck your little brains out and leave you squeaking under a pillow trying to figure what had just happened!" She opened her eyes wide, took my stare and returned it. "Do it! Do it, old man! I don't think you even can!" I smiled and then sighed a long sigh. "It would be unfair of me to use you that way, child. You have a big mouth and a big brain but no vintage, you simply have not lived long enough to know anything that would interest me. You have a pussy; all girls got pussies, most not worth exploring. I doubt yours is either. I would have to teach you everything and I been there done that and have no desire to venture there again. "Most smart girls play the field, end up with some Jock, although I never understood that. Go find some nice boy, keep your mouth shut and your legs open; learn from someone your own age or maybe a little older, let him suffer your sharp tongue and quick wit, I find little pleasure in that other than light banter. An amusing aperitif that, like Chinese food, leaves you still hungry for more." She blinked rapidly with a pained expression on her face. "You don't know everything!" "No, I don't, but I know that; you don't. You think you do have all the answers and you have not yet even asked the questions and I have grown tired of teaching young dumb girls about life." "No one has ever talked to me like this before, no one! Why are you so mean to me?" Her eyes did not fill, her lips did not quiver. There was nary a tear in sight and we both knew the ploy. One corner of her mouth quivered as she fought the mischievous smile trying to escape. Her face remained without emotion showing, "That always worked before on guys; always." I decided to change my tactics. "Parents?" She lifted her chin. "Yeah, I have two, still married to each other, I think. I scared them away at a very early age. They parked me in talented and gifted and then special schools and tutors and then hit the road. I don't blame them." I lifted my chin and tried to hide my thoughts. I finally felt something for this very young person, something besides a challenge. If she noticed, she chose to look away; I could not see her face as she spoke. "I haven't know many men very close up. I mean teachers and instructors and such, they all know more than I do about some things, their specialties and about life, I guess, but not everything." Then she turned back and took my eyes. "You haven't said much about how you know things, I just feel it. Do you really know a lot? Are you educated, have you traveled, raised a family, really learned about life?" I offered her the first warm, gentle and genuine smile since we met. I saw it reflected in her eyes and her face. "As a young man, I was told I had an, 'old soul', I appreciated that when it was said but I didn't really understand what it meant. But I think I do have that; a sense of being alive forever, before the dinosaurs roamed, floating through space on solar and cosmic waves. As if I were there with the cavemen and the early civilizations. I feel as if I studied and thought along with the great minds of man's history. "I think we live in a very special time young lady. There is so much recent knowledge, in addition to the ages past, that one has to run fast just to stand still it seems. I thought for a time that it was me slowing down, but the more I communicate with others, I find I have left them far, far behind. "It really is not you that I challenge with my surly attitude; it is just the thought that you have so very much yet to learn and I know I could never, in a million years, never share with you what I know, let alone what I learn each day." I smiled at her again. "Would you accept my apology for being an habitual curmudgeon with a cantankerous nature and frame of mind?" She had been standing on the short gravel walkway from the sidewalk to my cottage. She slowly moved back behind the pointed wooden fence I used as support for last years tomato plants and grasped an upright pointed plank in each hand. She raised her eyes to me. "I have never in my entire life been challenged or frightened or in awe of an intellect, never, ever before. You do all those things to me. Why?" I put my hands behind my back, clasped them together and paced the trimmed lawn before her, with the fence still separating us. "A very long time ago, when I was a fairly young man, older than you are by several years, but still young; I met the only man I have ever met who knew more about everything than I did. "I was much like you present yourself to be, an arrogant know-it-all, above and beyond everyone. But I sat at that mans' feet, kept my mouth shut and learned things I have never even suspected before. "It is a long story and if you had a year just to listen, I would tell you." I smiled as I watched her mimic what I had just done. She began pacing on the walkway outside the fence with her hands behind her back. I don't think she consciously copied me; it just happened as she paced and thought. She kept her eyes lowered as she spoke. "I have a pretty good idea of what the next ten years of my life are going to be. I know what I want and I know what I have to do to get there. It does not include a boy, a guy, a lover, a husband or any relationship that takes away from where I am going. "I also don't desire a girl on girl thing; that can be just as messy and I have seen it both ways. I don't mind pleasuring myself for release now and then, but even that seems artificial and contrived; like having to eat and drink everyday. It does not please me." Her entire body posture changed yet again, but I was getting better at reading her and her thoughts. "I am on a brief vacation from college; staying with my grandmother and trying not to think of all the things I have thought about all my life. She takes sleep medication and goes to bed at eight o'clock every night and sleeps twelve hours without fail." She looked through me, put her hands on her hips, lifted her chin and her chest and offered the strangest smile I have ever seen on a girl's face. "Leave your door unlocked. I will be here before ten and I intend to stay until morning." She turned and without even a glance back, walked crisply away. It did not surprise me. I watched her leave and put on a smile just in case she looked back. I did not expect her to. She didn't.