Friend’s Willing Sister

The parents had left early that morning for their cruise, leaving the spacious suburban house entirely to Jensen and his younger sister. Eva had already been home since the previous evening—she’d driven back from college for summer break and was completely settled in, savoring the freedom. The eighteen-year-old blonde lounged lazily on the living room couch in a tiny white skirt and a tight white tank top with no bra underneath. Her long platinum-blonde hair spilled across the cushions, and her toned, athletic body looked incredibly tempting. The thin fabric of her top clearly outlined her perky nipples. It was hot, and she saw no reason to wear more.

The sound of a car pulling up and loud male voices drifted in from outside. Eva smiled and sat up, smoothing her short skirt just as the front door swung open.

“We’re here!” Jensen called as he walked in, followed by Ethan and Mike. The three guys entered noisily, arms loaded with bags of food and drinks.

Mike spotted Eva on the couch first. He let out a low whistle, his eyes roaming openly over her body.

“Damn, Eva… You look like you just stepped out of a fucking magazine. So damn sexy.”

Everyone laughed. Eva felt a warm flush creep across her cheeks, but it wasn’t embarrassment—it was pure pleasure. She’d known Ethan and Mike since childhood; they’d always been like older brothers to her. Today, though, the air felt different… charged.

“Thanks, Mike,” she replied with a playful smile. “You guys don’t look too bad yourselves.”

They headed straight to the backyard and fired up the grill. The large wooden deck was surrounded by lush trees, and the evening sun bathed everything in golden light. Burgers and steaks sizzled while cold beers flowed freely. The guys swapped college stories, and Eva laughed until her eyes watered, tossing her long hair back. Her tight tank top clung to her skin from the heat, accentuating every curve.

After a while, Jensen and Ethan went inside to grab more plates and condiments, leaving Mike and Eva alone at the table on the deck.

Mike scooted his chair closer. His big hand rested casually on the back of her seat, then slid onto her shoulder. Eva didn’t pull away. The beer had given her a pleasant buzz, and the warm evening air made everything feel soft and inviting.

“So tell me,” he murmured, leaning in close to her ear, “how’s college? The guys there must be going crazy over you, huh?”

Eva giggled, leaving his hand right where it was.

“There’s no shortage of attention. I had a boyfriend, but he moved to another state for an internship. So… it’s been a little lonely lately.”

Mike’s smile widened. His fingers slowly trailed up her smooth thigh, slipping under the hem of her short skirt.

“You’ve really grown up, Eva. God… you’re so fucking hot now.”

He wasn’t being subtle. His hand moved higher and boldly cupped her breast through the thin tank top. Eva shivered, but she didn’t stop him. Her nipples instantly hardened under his touch. She could already feel herself getting wet.

“Mike…” she whispered, but there was no real protest in her voice.

“What if we just have a little fun?” he asked directly, looking straight into her eyes. “No strings attached. Just between friends. While the guys are inside.”

Eva looked at him—at that hungry yet familiar gaze—and, to her own surprise, nodded.

“Let’s go into the woods,” she suggested softly. “Before they come back.”

They stood up and quickly slipped behind the trees that bordered the property. The moment the foliage closed around them, Mike pressed her against the thick trunk of an old oak. His lips attacked her neck hungrily while his hands yanked her tank top up. Eva’s full, firm breasts spilled free, pink nipples stiff. He groaned and squeezed them roughly, making her moan.

“Fuck, these tits are perfect…”