The Competition IV My sister Jessa is having her best friend, Kissa, over for a sleepover. I try not to notice how obsessed with Kissa that I am, but I cant help it. Look at her stunning face, her soulful eyes, her tight body, and that ass.. Jessa is teaching Kissa how to dance in the living room and I am trying to play it cool. Ive got a major hard on watching my sister teach her how to seductively move her body to the music. Jessa s got a lot of energy, and I mean a lot, shes the extraverted type of person who always needs to be with company. Shes wants me to take her shopping, to play tennis, to go to the movies, shes beautiful, my sister, everyone loves her, but shes a stage five clinger, for sure. Oh no.. shes looking at me. I need you to teach her how to slow dance, she tells me. She wraps my arms around Kissa and she shows us how to move. Kissa looks up at me shyly, and my heart beats fast, Im so close that I can feel the warmth of her exhale. Jessa leaves the room to grab a drink. Kissa steps on my toe with her heel, and shes embarrassed. Im so sorry, Im such a klutz, her face is flushed with embarrassment, and I smile. Youre doing good, just move a little closer, I pull her into my arms and my chest is touching hers, her breasts, I can feel them right through my tshirt. My heart is racing as I inch closer to her lips, she is moving closer to mine, closer, closer, and we meet with a kiss. Jessa comes in, drops her water on the floor. Shes shocked and angry! How could you, hes my brother! She orders her friend to leave the house, but I remind her gently that no one is around to come pick her up. Jessa shakes her head in frustration, then go up to my room, I dont want to see you until tomorrow morning! Kissa apologizes, Im so sorry, please.. dont be mad at me. She rushes up the stairs. I tell my sister that she was out of line, and my sister nails me down to the sofa. Out of line?! Who are YOU to tell me that I am out of line. She begins to list off the qualities that Kissa has that are not compatible for me, shes not coordinated, nor ambitious, or smart enough for you! Shes flustered, her eyes are filled with tears, and John grabs her hand affectionately. She kisses me abruptly. My sister kisses me passionately and I feel her tongue glide against mine, I taste her mouth, and I kiss her back.. my hands are paralyzed. Im turned on. Im terrified. She wants me all to herself. Kissa sneaks down the stairs and watches, she touches her pussy as she watches my sister straddle and grind on top of my lap. Her heel makes a noise and we look at her. Kissa is mortified and runs up the stairs, wait, I call out to her! Kissa creeps down the stairs, hesitantly. Its a little strange to be kissing my sister. I mean, I was having a good time, sure, but Kissa is obviously interested in me. I want my sister. I want Kissa . Is it so selfish to have both. Jessa reminds me that I am out of Kissa s league, and Kissa looks down in embarrassment. Her sweet and forgiving eyes look at Jessa, can he, please, kiss me like he was kissing you? I tell Jessa that she cant have me unless Kissa is here with us. Watch the story u