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The Girls

Chapter 9—Freia: Helpful Sibling

Sitting around the dinner table with her family that night, Freia was having trouble concentrating on the conversation. She couldn’t stop thinking about her friends, wondering if they were okay—everyone had been acting a little strangely all day.

Firstly, Hailey had deliberately shown off her (admittedly impressive) rack in the changing rooms that morning, then Cass had spent the entire morning groping her, and her dance at the end of the lesson had seemed to be nothing but an (again, impressive) attempt to make her boobs bounce as much as possible. Not to mention the fact that Hailey wouldn’t stop staring at Freia’s tits while Ms Hullins was talking...

And Mona was definitely coming down with something—all through Legal Studies, she had been coughing and groaning, and at the end of the class she was flushed and panting, just from sitting still in class.

Alexandra was a worry too—Freia didn’t remember any kind of fight between her and the other girls, but she hadn’t sat with them at all during the day, instead going and sitting with the rather shy group of nerds who sat only a few tables away.

No, there was definitely something wrong with the group. Freia hoped that they weren’t drifting apart—she enjoyed the female companionship that they brought to her life, as her mother had died when she was quite young. At dinner, there was only herself, her father, and her two brothers. (Heath and Van.)

She had spoken about her mother’s death to the school counsellor a few times over the years, but the new counsellor that she saw today seemed particularly empathetic. After visiting his office this morning, she’d felt much better about it.

Noticing the odd quietness of his daughter, Freia’s father started to make conversation.

“So, Heath,” her father said. “How’s that new girlfriend of yours going?”

Freia was jolted out of her thoughts about the size of her friendship group, and listened interestedly to her brother’s response. Heath had recently started dating a girl who lived across town, a mechanic, or a driving instructor or something like that. Freia hadn’t been particularly interested until now.

“Well, Dad,” Heath drawled, “It’s going well, all things considered. What specifically did you want to know?”

Freia’s Dad, Norman (or “Nord” as he was known, originally short for “Nord the Nerd”) had been extremely overprotective of his children ever since their mother had died. He knew that Heath, being the full-blooded 20 year-old that he was, would probably be involved in sexual intercourse, but it wasn’t a topic that he’d ever felt compfortable openly discussing.

Nord knew that his questioning techniques over the years had grown more and more subtle, so his kids never knew what he was really asking, but somehow they’d never managed to garner any results. He decided to try again.

“Well, you’ve been dating for a week now. What have you been up to?”

Freia (and her brothers) knew exactly what their Dad was talking about. He was always on about their girlfriends (or celebrating their lack of) but had never before been quite so blatant about it. For the first time, however, Freia was actually interested in knowing how far her brother had gotten sexually. She had never before really thought of her brothers as male...they were always just there for her when she needed them, threatening to beat up whatever boy had just broken her heart, and always providing the hugs that only a brother can give.

“Well, we went and saw a movie last weekend.” Heath replied, with a quick grin to his siblings. Toying with their dad had become a game.

“Saw a movie” indeed, Freia thought. She bet that Heath and his girlfriend had spent the entire time making out. It was surprisingly easy to visualise Heath making out, imagining the feeling of his tongue in her mouth, his hands roaming around her body, her hands exploring his, ending up at his...

“Sure you did, Heath.” her father replied, snapping Freia out of her daydream. He chuckled, and decided to lay off his oldest. At least for a while. At least, he thought, Freia and Van were safe. Freia had just broken up with her boyfriend, and, based on past experience, it would take her a month to get over it, and then she’d be onto the next guy. From her frequency in changing boyfriends, he was fairly sure that none of them had gotten serious. Van, on the other hand, was unpopular enough that he’d never even been kissed.

A good thing, too. He remembered Freia’s mother at that age...how randy she had gotten, their frequent makeout sessions in cars, resulting in pregnancy and a much-too early marriage. Nord was only 35, having gotten married at 16 and they’d had Heath a few months later. Once married, they had found no reason to keep their hands off each other (or their genitals apart) and Van had been born a year later, followed by Freia the next fall.

His wife had died shortly afterwards. Nord hadn’t been deeply in love with her (at 16, it had been more about ruttin’ than romance) but he did love her, and of course he missed the intimate times. Freia took after his wife; the same thin, wiry frame, the face with freckles and a snub nose. Yes, in his memories, his wife could easily have been replaced with Freia. He wondered if she had the same perfect arse, before realising what he was thinking about, and carefully averting his gaze.

Nord tried very carefully to concentrate on dinner for the rest of the meal.

After dinner, the children went off into their own separate rooms, supposedly to do homework. At 10pm, when Freia was fairly sure that everyone had gone to bed, she left her room quietly, and flitted across to Heath’s. She was dressed in the nightie that she normally wore to bed, which was pink, thin and revealing.

“Heath? Heath, are you awake?”

She pushed open the door, and as she entered, Heath hurredly picked up a blanket, covering himself up. Freia wondered what he was doing that had required covering up.

“Freia!? What do you want? It’s ten o’clock.” Heath asked. Freia noticed that he was panting slightly, as if he had been running a race.

“I just wanted to ask you a question.”

“Yes? What is it?”

“It’s about what Dad was talking about at dinner...I’m curious. How far /have/ you gone with your new girlfriend?”

“Freia,” Heath replied, cautiously, “Did Dad send you in to pump me?” Immediately after saying the word “pump”, he blushed.

“No no no,” Freia laughed. “I’m genuinely curious.”

“Well,” Heath was still cautious, but decided to answer his sister’s query. “Not that it’s any of your business, but we’ve kissed, and that’s it.”

“You mean...she hasn’t taken care of your needs at all?” Freia was surprised to feel a sense of outrage. If you were honoured enough to be chosen by her brother, then you’d better damn well at LEAST suck him off.

“Freia, why do you think I was wanking when you came in?” Heath replied, throwing caution to the wind.

Freia gasped. That explained quite a lot. At the same time, her sense of outrage grew. Her brother, her twenty year-old attractive brother, was reduced to wanking, all because his bitch of a girlfriend wouldn’t spread her legs once in a while. Well, she reasoned, it was time to take matters into her own hands.

“You don’t have to do that, Heath!” she exclaimed. Heath grinned.

“Actually, as a male, I do. You see, if I don’t jack off at least once every few days, then—” Freia interrupted.

“That’s not what I meant at all.” Before Heath could say another word, Freia had whipped the blanket off his privates, and dived headfirst into her very first blow-job.

Freia wasn’t entirely sure what had inspired her to do this. Her brother didn’t deserve to be spending his nights wanking, that she knew. And as the only female in the house, it was her job to take care of his needs. On top of that, she’d always wondered what giving a blow-job was like, and now she knew; it was WONDERFUL. She couldn’t believe the sensations coursing through her body as her young tongue played with her brother’s huge cock, as it occasionally collided with the back of her throat, pumping in and out of her mouth. Her nipples grew almost painfully hard, and her cunt started dripping.

As well as that, Freia reasoned it would really help her and Heath bond. They’d been growing apart lately, and this was something that they’d have in common. She contemplated other bonding activites as her hands reached up to cup his balls. She used her hands to jack him off, and sucked on his testes for a few seconds, before returning to her enthusiastic blowjob. She couldn’t think of anything else which would bring them as close together as this activity.

Freia also knew that none of those reasons were why she’d done it. Her real reason, she slowly realised, as her head bobbed up and down his dick, was that her brother was damned hot, she was damned horny, and she didn’t want any other bitch to have a piece of him. She selfishly wanted his cock all to herself.

And as she blew him, she realised why she felt like this. It was so large...so thick...so GOOD. She had never felt more than mildly horny before now, but as she sucked her brother off, her pussy practically gushed. She could imagine taking him deep inside her, as he pounded her all night, her hot older brother.

Heath was shocked, as anyone would be, to find his hot younger sister suddenly trying to suck his brains out of his penis. He had always known that his sister was hot, and had even been vaguely jealous of her suitors before, in the way that older brothers are. Never before, however, had he thought of her in a sexual light. Now, with her mouth wrapped tightly around his dick, her small but firm breasts jiggling as she bobbed up and down on his cock, and her nighty sticking to her sweat-drenched body, showcasing her fabulous arse, it was difficult to think of her as anything BUT a sexual being.

He knew, on some level, that he should stop her. But, the more primal areas of his brain reasoned, it wasn’t like she could get pregnant or anything from sucking his dick. He hadn’t coerced her into it, and she was clearly enjoying it. On top of that, his primitive brain screamed, she was GOOD. He had been given blowjobs before; his previous girlfriend had been quite proficient at it, but nothing had ever felt like this before. Freia was...she was almost godly.

After thirty seconds of such thoughts, his brain switched off, and he gave himself into the feelings coursing through his penis. It only took a few minutes, and he was thrusting forward, and shoving a fist into his mouth to stop himself from screaming. Perhaps it was the fact that she was his younger sister, perhaps it was the fact that he hadn’t cum in a few days, or perhaps it was just that Freia was so fucking hot and so fucking good at giving head, but he came that night like he had never come before. Freia, not missing a beat, swallowed it as quickly as he could pump it out.

Even while coming, Heath looked down and saw his sister bucking around. It looked like she was coming, but she hadn’t taken her nightdress off for a second, or even gone near her young cunny. She ended her orgasm at the same time as he did, but kept sucking for a few seconds, as though she wanted more.

As Freia swilled her brother’s seed around in her mouth, enjoying the taste, there were a few seconds of awkwardness.

“Uh, thanks.” mumbled Heath.

“No worries” replied Freia with a grin. She gave him a quick, unexpected kiss on the lips, blinked twice, and skipped out of the room.

Although Freia got into her own bed a few minutes later, neither Freia nor Heath got much sleep that night.