[MF] Christmas break in college with my sister's foreign roommate

I'm having a rather mundane Christmas this year so I thought it would be fun to share a short story from a few years ago, back when I was in my third year of University.

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To give some background, I went to school on the west coast of the US but grew up on the east coast, and would go back home each year for winter break. My family is a stereotypically large American/Religious European family, so Christmas celebrations at our parent's place were always filled with cousins and aunts and uncles, anywhere from 20-50 people depending on the year. My sister, a year younger than me, chose to stay on the east coast for school and went to a large state university just a few hours away from the city where we grew up.

I arrived back home the week before Christmas, finally looking forward to relaxing and seeing family after some stressful midterm exams. I wasn't told ahead of time, or if I was, I had forgotten, but my sister had brought her freshman and sophomore year roommate, Emma, to spend the winter break at our house. Emma was a foreign student from Austria (Europe, not Kangaroos) who for whatever reason chose to go to school in the US. I've never been to Austria so I can't say for certain, but she looked like exactly what I would expect an Austrian to look like - around 5'5", skinny, blonde hair that she seemed to always have in neat braids, blue eyes, very stereotypically pretty facial features, and a moderate accent but almost perfect English.

My sister and I were fairly close, and I knew of Emma and had briefly spoken to her while facetiming with my sister, but this was my first time actually getting a good look at her. Obviously as a young and horny 19 year old, my mind started fantasizing about her as soon as she hugged me when I walked in the door. For the first couple days I was home though I brushed those thoughts to the side as I was busy catching up with friends and family, my sister and Emma mostly keeping to themselves as they went about town and hung out with her friends.

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The first notable moment happened a couple days before Christmas. We had a bunch of family over, some were drinking and chatting, some were playing card games, and me, my sister, Emma, and one of our similarly aged male cousins were all up in my room hanging out away from the chaos downstairs. At this point in my life I was a major stoner, so I suggested we sneak out for an evening walk to all share a joint or two. After bundling up a bit for the cold weather, we wandered over to the neighborhood park and smoked while sitting on the bleachers of the little baseball field there.

I don't know what specifically stood out, but there was some noticeable tension between Emma and I. Every Time I would pass her the joint, our hands would linger, fingers brushing for longer than necessary. Beyond just being high, I noticed her giggling extra hard at my dumb jokes, and even in the dark our eyes were finding each others, that slight grin of endearment on our faces.

Once we all were perhaps a little too high, we started the walk back to the house. My cousin and sister were chatting and walking a few paces ahead of us, Emma and I naturally falling in stride beside each other. I can't recall the exact details of the conversation, but there was a lot of flirty banter back and forth, and I distinctly remember our arms and hands kept bumping together.

We tried to sneak back into the house without being noticed, my sister and cousin heading in first. One of our uncles spotted them and called them over to join in on whatever debate or argument they were having, giving Emma and I the perfect opportunity to sneak up the stairs back to my room. Once we were alone Emma made a comment about how this might have been the highest she had ever been, saying something about weed in Austria being subpar and how they didn't have a good connection at their school.

I asked her what she usually likes to do after smoking, to which she giggled and acted shy. I pried a little, and she said that honestly she really likes smoking with guys at frat parties and making out with them. I laughed and agreed with her, saying how anything sexual feels so much better when you're high. We were both smiling and looking each other up and down, the tension between us palpable as she said "how long do you think your sister will be stuck down there".

As she finished her sentence, she played with her hair, tucking a loose strand of her long blonde hair behind her neck and tilting her head. She looked so cute in the warm dim lighting of my room, and feeling emboldened I told her "Knowing my uncle, at least ten minutes."

Just as I had finished my sentence, she had closed the distance between us and we were quickly embracing each other. She hungrily kissed me, her lips cold and soft. She wasn't the best or most sensual kisser at first, but her enthusiasm more than made up for it and her tongue was quickly probing at my lips. I gently stroked my fingers up and down her back and slowed down our kissing, our lips and tongues soon finding a sensual, soft rhythm. After the initial clumsiness and hunger settled down ... oh man was it an amazing make out session. One of those kisses where time melts, hands roam freely, skin flushes and warmth spread between both people.

Unfortunately my estimate was a little too generous, and after what could have only been five or so minutes, I heard the telltale sign of our creaky stairs and my sister's voice growing closer to the door. While every urge in my body was screaming to keep kissing Emma, I pulled away from her and quickly pushed her towards my desk chair while I sat back on my couch, both of us giggling and trying to act natural as my door flung open.

If my sister suspected anything she didn't call us out on it, and quickly the four of us were back to chatting about some sort of family drama. Nothing really happened the next day except for lots of giggling and one quick kiss while we both happened to be alone in the kitchen, but it was safe to say we were both feeling each other and building up more tension.

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Christmas Eve was where things really ramped up. Most of the day I was in the kitchen with my mom and aunts helping cook as it's one of my favorite traditions. In our family lunch on Christmas Eve is a fend for yourself ordeal, with an early dinner before the adults go to church being the main meal. Around lunchtime my sister and Emma got back from somewhere, and tried to come into the kitchen to find food. Our aunt kicked them out telling them they were in the way, so I told them I'd put together a plate for them and bring it up to her room in a bit.

Rather than try to fight an aunt for some stove space, I opted to just make them some gourmet fridge sandwiches, so within a couple minutes I was heading up the stairs with two plates of food. As I got to the top of the stairs, I noticed the shower in the hallway was running, and when I walked into her room I was greeted by just Emma. She looked up from her phone and smiled, saying "thank you so much - your sister thought it would take a while and literally just jumped into the shower".

If there's one thing that's a sure bet regarding my sister it's that she loves a long shower, as Emma also knew from living with her the past year and a half. I said something like "well that's convenient", and no sooner than I had set the two plates of food down Emma quickly stood, grabbed my wrists, and pushed me back into the closed door. Our lips found each other hungrily, and within minutes my hands had drifted down to her petite and toned butt as she stood straddling my leg, grinding slowly into the front of my thigh.

Our silent kisses turned to breath moans as my lips drifted down her neck. She muttered something in German as my lips brushed over her earlobe which made my cock throb against her body pressed into mine. I quickly noticed how much she enjoyed having her ears kissed, taking one of her earlobes between my lips and gently pulling her into me as she almost went limp. She whispered something about how good it felt and surprised me by saying how badly she needed to get off.

We both laughed a little at her sudden lustful confession, but I agreed with her and said "yeah, not a lot of privacy around here".

We continued to kiss as I slipped my hands under the rear waistband of her jeans, my fingers drifting over the fabric of her panties and feeling the upper curve of her butt. While we were kissing I was trying to do some very distracted mental calculus of how much time we likely had, but that chain of thought came to a sudden halt as Emma kissed my neck, one hand slipping around the back of my head and gripping my hair, the other sliding across my abdomen and drifting down towards my belt.

As if we were both reading each other's thoughts, Emma asked "how much time do you think we have", her fingers starting to play with my belt buckle. I told her "probably not long enough", a fake but pretty convincing pout spreading across her lips. She looked so irresistible though, and my hands grabbed her wrists, pulling them away from my now undone belt. She looked at me with even more of a pout, but that quickly changed when I spun her around and pressed her against the door, pinning her wrists above her head.

I kissed her ear again then whispered "as soon as we hear the shower turn off we have to stop", to which she silently nodded, her eyes looking into mine hungrily. I kissed her neck, trying to just tow the line of leaving a mark as I let her wrists go and slid my hands down her body. She was wearing jeans and a somewhat thick sweater, but even through it I could feel her firm breasts, her chest pushing into my hands as I squeezed them.

I quickly undid the button of her jeans and unzipped them with one hand, my other sliding up under the front of her sweater. Her stomach was soft and warm and I could feel myself throbbing underneath my jeans as the tips of my fingers slipped under the wire of her bra, the anticipation of feeling her breasts driving me wild.

Just as my left hand fully slipped under her bra, her hard nipple drifting between my fingers, my right hand slipped beneath her jeans, feeling the heat of her pussy through her moist panties. I rubbed her clit over her panties while teasing her nipple, my lips still kissing her neck and ears. I could hear her stifling her moans, her chest heaving with deep breaths as my fingers finally slipped beneath her panties.

I could feel a small patch of hair just above her bare pussy, and moaned into her neck when my fingers easily parted her swollen and moist lips. Her clit was small but very firm and noticeable, and she shivered against the door as my fingers started to gently massage in tight circles around it. After a few minutes of exploring her she gave me a little direction, faster, lower, etc., and quickly we found a rhythm as I started pinching her nipples harder and harder.

I looked up at her briefly at one point and saw her biting her lip hard, her cheeks flush and her eyes clenched tightly shut. After another couple minutes of working her clit in tight, small circles, she started whispering that she was getting close and to not stop. Despite still being a somewhat inexperienced college kid, I had learned that "don't stop" meant to not change a single thing, so I soldiered on despite my wrist starting to cramp due to the awkward position.

After another thirty seconds of her silently moaning she started aggressively grinding into my fingers, her moans getting a little louder and her breath getting more drastic. I quickly swapped which breast I was playing with, and as soon as I pinched onto her other nipple she let out a slightly too loud "oh fuck" as I felt her knees buckle inwards. One of her hands flung up towards my neck and gripped onto my shoulder as the other took hold of my wrist, squeezing it as I continued to massage fast circles against her clit. Another 30 seconds later she whispered out that she was cumming, then pulled my head up towards her lips and aggressively slipped her tongue into my mouth. I could feel her core tensing and shaking as her orgasm rippled through her.

As we kissed through her orgasm, I gently cupped her heaving breasts and slipped my fingers down from her clit towards her opening. Her pussy almost sucked my fingers into her, a few faint aftershocks of her orgasm squeezing my fingers as they gently massaged inside of her. She dropped her head back as her orgasm subsided and said "fuck that felt so good I needed that" all in one frantic breath.

I pulled my fingers out from her jeans, saying something stupid like "happy to help" with a massive grin on my face. She giggled but then did the hottest thing I had experienced at the time, grabbing the wrist of my hand which had just been inside of her. She brought my hand up between us, pointing my hands towards my mouth. Understanding her message, I took the two fingers that were inside of her into my mouth, savoring the taste of her wetness on my tongue. Fuck she tasted so good ... maybe it's just nostalgia but I still think she was the best tasting girl I ever hooked up with.

She smiled at me then pulled my wrist, bringing my hand to her mouth and taking the same two fingers between her lips. Slowly she took the full length of my fingers into her mouth, holding eye contact with me the whole time. When my fingers bottomed out in her mouth, her other hand found my crotch and slowly massaged the outline of my cock over my jeans. While holding my fingers between her lips she unbuttoned my jeans and finally freed my cock, a string of precum trailing from my boxers to the tip of my cock.

She let go of my fingers and looked down at my cock as she slowly pumped it with her hand, whispering something like "fuck I want this inside of me". She quickly dropped to her knees, her back sliding down the door. When she was eye level with my throbbing cock, she slowly took out her tongue and swirled the precum that was coating my tip around. I shivered and felt my legs go weak as her warm saliva coated my tip, and slowly while looking up at me and holding eye contact she parted her lips and slid the first few inches in.

Unfortunately I must have had some poor cosmic karma building up, because no sooner than Emma had taken the first few inches of my cock into her mouth, the background white noise of the shower running on the other side of the door shut off. I knew it would still be a few minutes before she dried off and came into the room, but not wanting to get caught with my literal pants down and knowing it takes myself a while to get off from oral, I silently groaned and pulled Emma up to me.

We both laughed, here's more of a teasing laugh while mine was filled with want. She gave my cock a few final strokes, then as I buttoned up my jeans whispered in my ear "don't you dare go jerk off, I promise I'm finding a way to get you off tonight ... preferably inside of me".

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We quickly straightened ourselves up, sharing a few last kisses as she sat down to start eating her sandwich. A minute later my sister came in wrapped in her towel and said thanks for the food, but then told me to get out so she could change.

I'll leave this story here for now, if there's interest I can share what happens next. Lots of stories about Emma during that Christmas break, and a few over the next year if anyone's interested :)