My Sister's Birthday

My aunt’s car was parked along the curb as I pulled up in front of the house. I felt a sudden thrill at the sight of Aunt Lara’s Escalade, and it wasn’t because I was really, really excited to see my aunt and uncle and cousins. Don’t get me wrong, I was looking forward to it. And it wasn’t like I was surprised, like I didn’t know they were coming, because I did.

But their presence was a tactile reminder of what we had planned for tonight. Seeing their car here was visual confirmation that it was really going to happen.

“Hey everyone!” I called as I walked in the front door. I quickly spotted my mom, Aunt Lara and Uncle Heath seated at the dining room table, who looked up from the conversation they were engrossed in as I entered.

“Hi Austin,” Mom smiled at me. It still struck me how pretty my mom’s smile was, especially for a woman in her forties. My mother had thick auburn curls that sometimes seemed too thick for her slender frame to reasonably be able to hold up, and eyes of a deep mocha brown that always had a gentle light behind them. “How were your classes today?”

“Okay I guess,” I shrugged, setting my backpack down on a chair, though I honestly couldn’t remember much that I’d studied that day. I’d enrolled in community college after graduating high school because living away from home had yet to really appeal to me, and I’d been kind of unfocused in my studies so far. But today I’d been especially distracted, and understandably so.

“Austin!” Aunt Lara purred, getting up from the table and moving around to hug me. It was the first time we’d seen each other in a few months after all. My dad’s younger sister had much shorter hair than my mom, a silver blonde in waves that stopped just at the nape of her neck, and light hazel eyes that were always shining with an eagerness for the next adventure, which she was now fixing directly on me. She engulfed me in an embrace that was maybe a little more intimate than most aunts give their nephews, given by the way she rather deliberately pressed my face into the cleavage she was exposing with her low-cut top.

“Hi Aunt Lara,” I drawled, and couldn’t resist the impulse to reach around and squeeze her butt cheeks.

“Ooh! You naughty boy!” Lara grinned mischievously.

“Austin!” another voice called. I turned to see the shapely blonde form of my 19-year-old cousin Becca coming into the room. She smiled brightly at the sight of me.

“Hey Bec,” I greeted her. I was prepared to give her a similar hug to the one I’d just given her mother, but she quickly upped the ante: the moment my cousin was in my arms, she pressed her lips to mine, and I felt her tongue probing into my mouth. I ignored the exclamations of surprise around me and allowed the overly affectionate kiss to happen, extending my own tongue to meet hers with just as much eagerness.

“Wow!” I heard another girl’s voice say, which I immediately recognized as my older sister Paige. I broke off the kiss with Becca and looked behind her, seeing my 23-year-old sister blinking her brown eyes at us in surprise. Her dark brown hair hung straight down like a silk curtain to her shoulder blades, and she was wearing a slim halter top that was barely there and a pair of cutoff jean shorts.

“Yeah, you might want to save that for later,” Uncle Heath said through an amused smile.

“Oh, come on,” I teased, grabbing a handful of Becca’s ass and making her giggle as I looked Paige in the eye. “You gonna tell me you haven’t been doing the same with Quentin?”

As if summoned by the sound of his name, my tall and lanky other cousin Quentin stepped into the room behind Paige, his bony face trying desperately to hide a guilty expression. “Who, me?” he asked in a tone that fooled no one. “I would never…”

“Never?” Aunt Lara asked skeptically.

“You should, it’s fun,” I teased.

“All right everyone, calm down,” Mom said with a grin. “Like Heath said, let’s save this all for later. When everyone’s here.”

“Speaking of which, are they on their way?” I asked, trying not to sound too eager.

“Your dad left to pick up Evie from cheer practice a little while ago,” Mom nodded. “They should be back soon.”

“Awesome,” I said, unable to hold back an eager grin. I’m sure most guys didn’t get this excited about their little sister’s 18^th birthday, but then for most guys, their sister turning 18 didn’t mean what it did in our family.

Mom seemed to sense what I was thinking, as she lowered her brow and stood up from her chair. “Now remember the deal,” she said in a serious voice. “Your father gets to have her first tonight. That’s what we decided on.”

She had to say the one thing that could put a damper on my mood. I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Right, right. Dad goes first, I get sloppy seconds. I remember.”

“Hey, don’t start complaining about getting pussy,” Uncle Heath said.

“Yeah, or you’re liable to be cut off,” Aunt Lara put in. I honestly didn’t know if she was teasing me or not. Knowing her, it was probably an idle threat, but you never knew.

We spent some time catching up as we sat around the table, with my relatives asking questions about my classes and my friends, while Mom and I pressed Becca and Quentin about their own lives. All the while, I was still thinking about the evening ahead of us, and how I’d been waiting for this day for so many years. Ever since I’d learned the truth about our family, and had started to notice just how well my little sister Evie was filling out that cheerleader uniform she wore, and started thinking about what she would look like without it.

I remembered how uncomfortable the transition had been for me at first, back in the months leading up to my own 18^th birthday two years prior. It hadn’t been easy to start looking at the women in my family in a sexual light, especially my mother. The wonderful, nurturing woman who had always fed me and cared for me when I was sick and scolded me when I threw food in the house as a kid. I’d always loved her, but she’d always just been Mom. To go from that to accepting the sexual side of her had not been easy at first, but once the moment had come and I’d seen her naked before me, cupping her breasts and panting with lust, it had gotten a lot easier. Even more so once I’d finally gotten to experience having the pussy I’d been born from wrapped around my cock. And when I’d finally released my seed into my mother’s sucking mouth and watched her snowball it with Aunt Lara, I’d known I was all in.

And now at last, it was Evie’s turn to join us.

We eventually heard a key in the lock, and the door opened. My father came striding in, standing tall with his wireframe glasses, neatly combed brown hair and light beard. “Hey everyone,” he called.

And stepping in behind him came the guest of honor. Evie looked absolutely adorable in her green and white cheerleader uniform, with her soft brown hair tied back in a ponytail and her big bright eyes looking around at us all, giving us a smile and bashful wave with the hand that her pompoms weren’t hanging from.

“There she is!” Lara chimed brightly, getting up from the table to greet her.

“Is it just me, or did you get hotter since the last time I saw you?” Heath joked, following behind.

“Oh, she’s definitely been getting hotter,” Paige put in. “I’ve been helping her.”

Evie hugged our aunt and uncle, then our cousins got their hugs and kisses in too. Once that was done and people started returning to the table, Paige approached our sister, hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. “Happy birthday, squirt,” she said, using the nickname she’d always used for our sister. When she was little, Evie had always hated that name, but Paige had never stopped using it, and now it had become a sign of affection.

Then I took my turn, which I wanted to savor. I approached her slowly, looking into her eyes as she looked up at me. “Happy birthday, Evie,” I said in a low voice as I pulled her gently into my arms.

“Thanks Austin,” she said, staring back at me.

I was sorely tempted to kiss her in a way that brothers and sisters usually didn’t, at least in most families. But I didn’t know if that was appropriate yet. So I hesitated. Evie watched me, almost like she sensed what I wanted to do, and wasn’t sure how to react. I was a half breath away from making up my mind and just going for it, when Dad called from the table, “Come, sit down you two!”

I bashfully released her, giving her a semi-apologetic glance as we moved to the table. Later, I decided.

When we were younger, I had always been especially protective of my little sister. While Paige and I had fought like cats and dogs growing up, Evie had always been the blushing princess in my adventure stories, and I had always been her knight in shining armor. We had always played together, often banding together against our mean big sister who was usually doing her own things.

Naturally, our relationship dynamics had changed a bit in the last few years. Once Paige and I had started fucking, we found ourselves getting along a lot better. This unfortunately had created a bit of distance between us and the sibling who wasn’t involved in the family activities yet. Which was yet another reason I’d been so eager for this day: I was hoping to get back a little bit of what we’d lost in recent years.