Road Racer's Summer Vacation

Warning: This is a completely fictional story. Do not try this at home. 

Jason was a sophomore in college and attended Arizona State University, in Phoenix, Arizona. At 22 years old and the end of his second year in school, he still didn’t know what his major was. At the moment he spent a lot of time studying the bottom of a Corona bottle and the space in-between female legs. All he knew was that the school year had ended and he was heading home to Wisconsin for the summer. And he also would be able to see his sister. He had always been close to his sister. It was not the typical brother/sister relationship. They rarely fought, and often would hang out together. He was an avid fan of motorcycle racing and often did it himself at times. And he was pretty good at it too. Everyone said he was a natural for hauling-ass around a road course, and it was true. By the end of his senior year in high school, he had accumulated 14 wins, and one CCS Middleweight Expert Championship. A 2002 Kawasaki ZX6R was his current ride, and it was fucking fast with over $5,000 in engine work alone. All performed by Jason, himself. 

He pulled into the driveway of his sister’s apartment in Wisconsin the Friday after school had finished, and there was his absolutely stunning sister waiting for him. She had just turned 18 in April, and had about a week left before high school graduation. 

Jason reveled at the beauty of his sister. She stood about 5’10” tall, about 105 pounds, with large B-cup breasts that were extremely firm and perky looking, the shapeliest ass ever on a woman, blue eyes, and blond hair. He just imagined what it would feel like to stick his cock in between her ass cheeks. His dick began to grow in his jeans at the thought. 

“What am I doing,” he thought to himself. “She is my sister.” And quickly pushed the thought from his head. 
“Jason, Jason, Jason,” she squeaked as he got out of his truck, a brand new Nissan Titan. “I have been waiting out here since you called me an hour ago. I’ve missed you so much.”

She gave him a big hug, and he could feel his cock starting to grow again as her tits pushed into his chest. 
“I missed you too dear Jaclyn. How have you been? How are things? How is your boyfriend? You guys still together? I know the last time I talked to you on the phone, things weren’t going so well.”

“Things are good. Brad and I broke up last week. We just couldn’t get along anymore. We were constantly fighting, and he started to get really violent. He would try to beat me up, but would only hit me once, and then run out of the apartment, and I wouldn’t hear from him for days,” she said, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. “And he won’t leave me alone. He calls like eight times a day, and follows me around school.” 

He pulled her close again and stroked her hair. It smelled of raspberry shampoo, and was silky smooth. 
“Don’t worry Jacki, he won’t come around as long as I am here. I’ll beat the shit out of him. No one hits my sister and just walks away.” 

It was true too. Jason was about 6’1”, 210 pounds, and solid muscle. He kept his body in shape for racing, always working out every morning, which usually began with a five to ten mile jog. He also knew how to fight. He had put many punks in the hospital over the years. 

“I know Jay…I feel so safe when you are around. I wish you could be here forever. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“Well, let’s just hope we never have to find out. Okay sweetheart?”
“Okay.”

The rest of the evening went by uneventfully. Their parents were coming into town Sunday afternoon to help unpack his truck and small trailer, and spend some time as a family. Jaclyn went out with a couple of friends that night, and said she wouldn’t be home until after midnight. While she was gone, Jason went to his storage building and began tweaking on his race bike. He also had a 1999 Yamaha YZF-R6, and it needed a quick tune-up after sitting for the winter in Wisconsin. So, Jason proceeded to clean the carbs, adjust the valves, and make sure everything was mechanically sound on the machine. Then he took it for a quick ride through town to make sure the jetting and everything was okay. It was perfect. Then he turned his thoughts toward his race bike. He had lots of work to do before the next CCS racing weekend at Road America in two weeks. At about 11:30 that night, he called it quits and went back to the apartment. He stripped off his dirty shirt, flopped onto the couch, and flipped on the television. Shortly after, he dozed off into a light sleep.

He was awakened about an hour later by someone beating on the door. He got up and answered it. It was Brad, and he was extremely intoxicated. 
“Hey, Jason, what are you doing back in town?” he slurred. 
“I’m back for the summer, and what are you doing here,” he shot back. 
“Looking for Jaclyn. She called me and told me to meet her here.”
“Yeah, pretty sure you were dreaming that one you fucking loser. Go away, and stop bothering Jacki. She doesn’t like you anymore, and you are just making it hard on yourself,” Jason said shortly.

“Hey, fuck you man. She still loves me, and I love her. Now let me in, so I can see Jaclyn,” Brad stuttered, trying to push his way past Jason. 
“Hey, what the fuck did I say? Go away. You won’t see her as long as I am here.”
“Well then I will just have to take you out, you fucking pansy,” shot Brad as he sent his empty Bud Light bottle sailing through the air toward Jason’s head. 
“You are gonna wish you hadn’t done that,” said Jason as he wound up and landed a solid blow to Brad’s jaw. He felt it dislocate, and Brad hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. 

Just then, Jaclyn walked around the corner of the building, and came running up when she saw Brad on the ground. 
“What happened Jason?” she asked.
“He threw a bottle at me, and I popped him in the face. Don’t worry, he will be alright,” Jason said, playing down Brad’s injuries. He knew that Brad would have to go to the hospital to have it looked at, but he didn’t care. The guy deserved it.

“I’m not worried about him,” she said while kicking Brad in the ribs. “I am worried about you.” At the moment she said that, he noticed a glimmer in her eyes. She was looking at him like newlyweds look at each other when they are truly in love. 
“Jacki…?”
“Oh, Jason, I love you. I have always loved you. More than a sister should love a brother,” she blurted out as she leaned in to kiss Jason. 

He pulled away briefly, but then realized that he felt the same way, and resumed the kiss. It was extremely passionate. She forced her tongue into his mouth, and he returned, massaging her tongue with his. She pushed him inside the apartment, and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her. They resumed the kiss, and Jacki started to fumble with the button on Jason’s jeans. Jason began to pull off her top, which was nothing more than a pink tank top. She finally undid the button on his jeans, and he unsnapped the clasp on her bra, letting it fall to the ground. 

He stood there for what seemed like an eternity, staring at her gorgeous breasts. They were about the size of large grapefruits. He reached out and cupped one of her tits, it fitting neatly into the palm of his hand. She tensed as he did this, but then relaxed and let him, the brother she loved so much, massage her nipples until they were hard. He leaned over, and sucked a nipple into his mouth, making it instantly hard. Her nipples were about the size of a gumdrop. After he had one nipple at attention, he worked on the other. After a minute, both were fully erect, and Jason moved up to kiss her neck and ears. He could hear light moans from her whenever he touched the back of her ear. 

After a few minutes of nuzzling the back of her ears, he picked her up and carried her over to the couch in the living room. He unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off. She was wearing a black lace thong that showed her aroused pussy lips. He could feel his cock beginning to leak precum as he looked at her. He kissed her pussy through the fabric and felt her body tense again. It was extremely wet with her juices, and he could already taste her. It was a sweet, yet salty flavor. 
He pulled her thong off, threw it on the ground, and noticed that her pussy was clean-shaven. This turned him on even more. He dove between her legs and started licking the folds of her sex. 

“Eat my pussy big brother,” she exclaimed. “Eat it good.”
He worked his tongue in circles and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Immediately, she shook with orgasm.
“Fuck yes, make me cum Jason. Make me fucking cum”