stephenb1
02-14-2008, 11:21 PM
Hi All,
I just registered here. I didn’t know this particular site existed till now. I’d like to share my experiences here. I have had 2 sizzling incest relationships in my life, starting when I just a boy. One with my older sister Tammy, which I am posting here today.
The other with a younger cousin of mine….I will caution that my cousin is male. I will qualify this in that I have lived my whole life mostly as a typical heterosexual and have only had male-male sexual experiences with just 2 people, on of which was my cousin. I will post that one, too, if someone requests it.
I originally posted these stories a while ago on a different site, but it was shut down for awhile and now it seems to have lost all its previous content. Besides, it’s good to make new friends here.
Interestingly, now that I’ve transcribed my memories, many more have been flooding back that I haven’t looked back on in quite some time, or I’m remember finer details that I thought I may have forgotten forever. I’ll post each “chapter” in a separate post, including Part I which I already posted here somewhere some time ago.
One final comment, I am not going to go out of my way to make grandiose claims about how true and authentic this all is. This is the best of my recollections and if some think it’s all BS, then whatever. Take it or leave it. ‘Nuff said ‘bout that, not on to the meat!
My Sister Tammy (redux)
After many years of keeping the secret, I feel compelled to tell my story. I have no idea how many people here have had incest, just fantasize about incest, or are just curious, but I can tell you, incest can be the most exciting experience while growing up, and beyond, and is not just dirty or bad or immoral. I think it’s not uncommon among young siblings to explore sexually and sometimes it can lead to full sexual experiences between brother and sister, or cousins, etc.
My sister Tammy and I started exploring each other at a young age (she’s 15 months older than me) when we found our dad’s stash of Playboy magazines in our basement rec room. I remember we were both absolutely fascinated by this discovery and it wasn’t long before we started playing model and photographer with Tammy as the model and me as the photographer. Within minutes my sister and I had stripped naked and were both mimicking the poses in the magazines.
At the time it wasn’t so unusual for us to be naked around each other as our parents had us taking baths together from time to time and it wasn’t a big deal, but now were naked together in a sexual situation, although neither of us really knew anything about sex. It was during this time that I first started having noticeable erections which soon became automatic at just the thought of playing this game.
In a matter of weeks this game evolved into touching and kissing and acting like the couples spreads in some of the magazine, including tight embraces. I began realizing how great it felt every time my hard little cock touched my sister’s skin. It didn’t matter where my little hard-on touched her, it just tingled each time I “accidentally” bumped it into her so I was becoming very touchy-feely. Fortunately Tammy seemed just as eager to be touched and to touch me also, and our kissing became passionate and we’d actually be “making out” for several minutes at time.
Our little game continued on for a good year or so but unfortunately came to an end not long after our parents stopped having us bath together (probably because they noticed I was getting a hard-on at times) and neither of us said anything about it and just went on with a “normal” relationship for the next few years.
During this time, I had been getting “exploratory” with one of my male cousins who is just over a year younger than me, which in itself is an entire story that I’ll also have to write about soon. I think that experience with my cousin was also very hot and very enjoyable… but that’s for another day and I’ll try and get to it soon and post it here as well (just so you know, I have lived my life mostly as typical heterosexual and my cousin was one of only two male-male sexual experiences I have ever had).
From the experiences with my cousin, I learned how to masturbate (and other stuff, but again, that’s a separate story) and wow did that feel great. It also awakened an almost uncontrollable sexual desire and I began having vivid fantasies about women and sex, which of course led to immediately stroking my ever-hard little cock. I also noticed my sister was beginning to grow some breasts, and although they were still small, I became fascinated with the thought of seeing her naked again. After all, the last time they were no bigger than my own practically, but now I could tell they were growing, as was my own cock.
I fully remembered the naked games we played and how great it felt when she either touched my little hard on then or I touched her with it. I was beginning to think of my sister in sexual terms now, and longed for the days when we got naked together and would embrace in long kisses. I probably spent the better part of a year trying to sneak a peek at her and figure out a way to rekindle those times we had together naked and groping and kissing. Also, she was turning into a very cute young woman.
I’ll never forget the day I finally went over the edge and in a fit of total horniness, I stripped naked and barged into the bathroom while she was taking a shower. My irrational thinking at the time was maybe if I just took the first step and had us both naked together again, just maybe she’d want to pick up where we left off a couple years earlier. My bedroom was right next to the upstairs bathroom, so I waited by my door as I heard the shower going, my heart pounding through my chest and my hands trembling, when I heard the shower turn off. I took a quick look out my window to make sure mom was still out in the back yard gardening, and made a break for the bathroom. I flung the door open just as my sister was stepping out of the tub, and stood there stark naked in front of her, with my aching young 4” hairless hard-on pointing right at her.
The look on her face was first one of shock, but then I thought I detected a hint of a smile. We stood like that for what seemed an eternity, neither of us spoke, hell, I was too scared to talk. I could see her perky little tits had very puffy nipples and they looked like heaven to me. Suddenly she erupted and lunged towards me, shoving me very hard out the door and slammed it in my face. “Damn! I’m in big, big trouble” was my only thought. My heart was pounding and the vision of my sister’s nipples was etched in my brain. As I heard her run to her room and slam her door, my heart sank and the dread of major punishment filled my devious head. I thought I was in big trouble, she seemed pretty pissed.
For the next couple of days, we didn’t speak much to each other, mostly because she didn’t want to even when I approached her with an apology and plea not to tell mom and dad. I think she was letting me stew over it for awhile. Then one day she asked me to come into her room presumably so we could talk about my ill-fated little stunt. I was so relieved that she wasn’t mad and wasn’t going to tell our parents. She didn’t blame me and remarked how it’s not like she hadn’t seen me naked with a hard-on before, but just not recently. Then she told me she didn’t mind seeing me naked and asked if I liked what I saw. Of course I did!
Feeling much better, I told her I’d be happy to let her see me naked whenever she wanted, and how about now, I joked. She simply said one word, “okay.” Oops, she called my bluff. I wasn’t in the same horny state of mind I was the other day and started to feel a bit embarrassed. She started laughing and said she was just kidding but the good thing was we were at least talking about it. So we left it at that for now, but it gave me the idea to let her catch me naked whenever I could.
So began my campaign to walk around upstairs naked as often as possible in the hopes she would see me, usually to no avail as I had to be very careful to not let my parents catch me doing this. The weeks went by and other than the occasional time she’d see me walking from the bathroom to my bedroom stark naked, not much happened between us.
We didn’t talk about this much after that first discussion, but recently I did notice she started leaving her bedroom door open in the evening when she usually had it closed before. I had been leaving my door open for months now but she continued to wear a towel or long t-shirt for her trips to and from the bathroom, which she had to walk right past my room to do.
Then one day I got quite the pleasant shock when my sister walked by room one evening with her usual towel on, but this time it was wrapped around her waist and her perky 14-year old tits were completely bare, small, but puffy, nipples and all! She never looked in my direction but as she sauntered by my room, my TV was on and she had to know I was there. I was instantly hard! As she neared the bathroom she unwrapped and took off the towel around her waist just before turning the corner and I got a brief glimpse of her creamy-white little butt (the upstairs hall was L-shaped with my room at the corner and hers at the very end, the bathroom door was between my room and the stairs and my door faced towards it).
My heart started its usual pounding and I was about as horny as I’d ever been, which is saying a lot because I remember being horny just about all the time at this age. I wondered what to do. Was it an invitation to get naked together again? Was it an accident? Was she toying with me? My thoughts raced as I heard the shower on. Well, I had no problem with letting her catch me naked, so I stripped and waited by my bedroom door, peeking through the crack by the hinges for what seemed forever for her shower to end.
Finally, the water turned off and soon I heard the blow-dryer and all. Suddenly, the door opened and out she stepped, but this time with no towel at all! Wow! There was my sister, walking directly towards me, completely naked, and her growing breasts bouncing slightly, topped with just about the puffiest nipples I will ever see (even to this day). I was breathless. Trembling. She turned the corner and walked into her room, only I didn’t hear her door close (sometime later she told me she had done this a couple other times a few days before this, but somehow I completely missed it).
Carefully, I poked my head out and noticed that sure enough, her door was still half open. By now my cock was raging hard and my ears were ringing. Something possessed me and I thought to myself, “now or never” so acting as nonchalant as I could, I barged into her room and stammered something about he she told me that she didn’t mind seeing me naked a few weeks before. She was still naked, brushing her hair in front of her mirror as I stood there, hard cock again pointing at her, and she simply replied, “no, I don’t mind.”
I felt paralyzed and we stood there looking at each other for the longest time (in retrospect, it was probably just a few seconds) when she turned and started walking towards me. I had no idea what to do so I just stood there and she walked past me, and closed her door. She took my hand and led me over to her bed and told me to sit. So I did. In hushed tones, she told me that we absolutely have to keep this very secret no matter what. I agreed as quickly as I could, I think I just nodded as I was probably still speechless. Then she told me that she also enjoyed our “naked games” and wouldn’t mind trying them again, but emphasized again that we had to be very careful and it’s just our own little secret. No problem.
Then I asked her if I could kiss her again. She didn’t answer but leaned over and we touched lips. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would burst through my chest. My cock was throbbing so hard it actually hurt. When we parted she asked me if I ever French-kissed. I responded by saying no I hadn’t but I had heard of it (a white lie since I didn’t want to reveal my taboo experiences with my cousin). She leaned over again and we started kissing again, only this time I felt the tip of her tongue slip past my lips and mingle with my own. Hmm, that was so nice. We kissed like this for several minutes when she reached over and grabbed my hard little cock. She told me she had recently been learning about “stuff” and asked if I wanted to also. Yes! Absolutely!
She took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts. Oh my! I was in complete heaven. I had fantasized and masturbated over this for months on end, and here I was tongue-kissing my naked sister and caressing her perky tits. But when I felt her hand begin to stroke my throbbing cock, I just about hit the ceiling. The soft touch of her hand sent chills down my spine and I thought nothing could ever feel so wonderful and exciting. I was suddenly filled with the great need to lick and suck my sister’s nipples. They were so ripe and becoming even puffier.
I broke our kiss and moved my mouth down to her neck and licked my way to her tits. She was caressing the back of my head as I had my first taste of those beautiful nipples. Softer than I thought, a little bit salty, too. They tasted so awesome. I could hear her start to moan quietly, and this egged me on. Soon I was just devouring her nipples but I may have been a bit rough as she gently pulled my head away. We stared at each other for a few seconds and I noticed she had this leering kind of look on her face that I don’t remember seeing before. Then she started playing with my still raging hard on again and it was my turn to start moaning. She pushed me down on my back and told me what a cute little pecker I had. This had to be heaven.
My eyes were closed and I was just drinking in this wonderful feeling when I suddenly noticed a very warm and wet feeling on my cock. I lifted my head to see my sister sucking on my cock. Oh man! How awesome, I thought! Thinking she would stop almost soon as she started, like my cousin some months before, and send me running back to my room, I began to realize she wasn’t stopping and she was moaning also. Within seconds I could feel cum boiling up inside and just barely managed to squeak out, “I’m squirting” a split second before I exploded in easily the most intense orgasms of my life up to then, even though it was probably just a few drops, it felt earth-shaking to me.
Unfortunately Tammy wasn’t really ready for me to cum (like I was?) and she did gag just a little when she pulled away. Thinking I had either hurt or angered her I immediately began apologizing, but she put a finger to my mouth to quiet me and told me not to worry, it was fun for her to. Besides, I had only been able to manage a few drops up to that point. Right about then we both started getting a bit nervous about all this and getting caught so she shooed me out of her room, but not before one last deep tongue-kiss and while placing my hand on her very wet crotch, as if to say, “it’s okay, don’t worry” And with that, I tip-toed back to my room with only one thing burning brightly on my mind and I wondered if we could try that again soon. As usual, it would be my sister’s call, not mine.
When I returned to my room, the glimpse of my sister sucking my hairless, but hard little cock just wouldn’t go away. I kept wondering when, and if, it would happen again. I just had to lick her nipples again. Just had to! I also began having lewd thoughts about her sweet little pussy. So I jacked off to that thought and promptly fell asleep.
The next day Tammy and I seemed to act quite normal around each other, as did the next few days. I was trying to take advantage of every situation that put us alone together somewhere (kitchen, rec room, etc) in the hopes maybe I can start something. Unfortunately, she was being her usual aloof self and was offering no encouragement whatsoever, so I kept chickening out. I wondered what happened to the lust-induced bravado from the other night, and now that I look back I figure the first time I had nothing to lose, but after we had that experience, suddenly I had a lot to lose if I screwed things up.
So things pretty much went on this way the next few days, maybe even a couple weeks, I can’t be certain. Then, one Saturday evening our parents had bridge club to go to and had one of our neighbors baby sit, as usual.
With the babysitter planted firmly in front of the living room TV watching something we didn’t care about, Tammy suggested we both go down to the basement rec room to watch a different TV show. Not long after turning on the TV, she got up, went to the closet and started rummaging around. Then suddenly proclaimed, “aha!” and pulled out a couple old magazines. Instantly I knew what they were…a couple of dad’s old girlie mags! I thought he tossed those years ago, but Tammy explained she stashed a couple way in the back of the closet (where nobody has touched things in years) and just remembered them. Cool!
She brought them over and we began flipping through the pages. I was instantly hard and instantly extremely horny. Within moments we both gave each other a look that was unmistakable. Up to now she, being 15 months older than me, was always in control and I always followed her lead, but this time, in my extreme horniness and new-found bravery, I just stood up and began undressing without any further clue from her.
I got down to just my briefs, and she hadn’t protested or tried to stop me, in fact she was staring directly at the bulge of my hard on. So I just slipped them off and stood about 3 feet away from her with my hard on right about at her eye level as she was still sitting cross-legged on the floor. I didn’t know what she would do and quite frankly at this point I was beyond horny and didn’t care, I just knew I was trembling with excitement and fear.
My sister quietly whispered “wow!” and reached out and gently grabbed my cock. She played with it for a few minutes then started undressing as well. Soon we were back to playing model and photographer, which lasted a few minutes until we were too busy groping each other. I just couldn’t get enough of her tits. I sucked them for what seemed like hours.
She was very interested in my hard-on and seemingly couldn’t keep her hands off it. Nothing could have made me feel better than my big sister thoroughly enjoying my body. I asked her if she would suck it again, she agreed but made me promise not to “squirt” in her mouth again (we weren’t using the term “cum” at that time). With that she leaned forward and gently took my aching hard-on into her warm, wet mouth. This had to be heaven.
She started to gently suck my cock-head and then occasionally lick along the length of my shaft (probably not even a full 5” at this point…I’m now about 6 ½”, but I don’t think I’ve actually measured it since high school ;-). She began taking more and more it into her mouth and it wasn’t long before I stammered, “I’m gonna squirt” and she pulled away just before a few drops of my cum squirted out. Hmmmm! Wow, did that feel awesome. I wasn’t the only one who thought so, my sister seemed absolutely transfixed on my cock and she later admitted to being completely fascinated by the whole process of getting a hard-on, and then squirting out cum.
This started us off on about a year of fooling around whenever we could safely squeeze it in. Sometimes we fooled around a couple times in a week, sometimes we couldn’t do much for a couple weeks or so. We always started out with a theme, like model-photographer, or husband-wife, and yes, we even played doctor. But always in a few minutes we would end up shamelessly groping each other, me sucking her swollen nipples, fingering her pussy….she would often suck me, and was always groping my hard-on every chance she got.
I took great care to not do anything that might upset her, but after a while, I was getting really curious about her pussy, and what it might feel like to have my hard cock in there, or to lick it and stick my tongue into it. I would finger her a lot and a few times started to try and touch her pussy with my cock, but she wouldn’t let me and the first few times I tried she even threatened to stop our fun altogether. She told me that was too much and we shouldn’t go all the way. She pointed out that not only are we brother and sister, but we’re both virgins. I was pretty disappointed, but much too fearful to keep trying something she warned me not to.
I also wanted to taste her pussy, and lick her sweet pussy lips, but her rebuff when trying to touch it with my cock caused me to hold back on trying anything oral as well. As I look back, I’m not sure why I thought that eating her pussy was also a no-no, but I did and it wasn’t till later that I would discover the pure bliss of eating my sister’s pussy. And what a great discovery it was! But that’ll be for a later chapter.
A few weeks or so after she rebuffed my first efforts at intercourse, during one of our “grope-outs” she told me she had an idea. She had me lay on my back, hard-on pointing up, and then she started to straddle me. “Whoa! Is she going to do what I think” was my only thought.
She climbed on me at about mid-thigh, and slowly inched forward till her pussy was an inch or so above the base of my cock. I was so hot with anticipation at this point my ears were ringing. I started to reach forward to try and pull her fully to my cock but she immediately stopped me and told me I had to stay perfectly still or she would stop. Okay, okay, I’ll stay still, I told her.
Gently my sister lowered her pussy to touch my shaft near the base. I could feel her warmth and wetness and my cock was just throbbing like never before. Slowly she rubbed her pussy along the length of my hard-on, stopping just before getting to the head, and then back down again. Hmmm, did that feel wonderful! Oh yes, my sister!
She gradually increased tempo and soon I was shooting more cum than I had ever thought possible (the few drops I was able to manage before was starting to turn into some healthy spurts at times) I remember the first spurt hitting myself on my chin and then having a little puddle on my stomach. When I caught my breath and looked up at my sister, she had her eyes closes, head tilted back, and was moaning away. I don’t think she even noticed that I already “squirted” as she just kept rubbing her pussy against my shaft, faster, until all of a sudden she started grinding herself straight down on me and I could feel her cunt spasming.
I would learn later what a clit was and what clitoral stimulation meant but at that particular moment, I just felt so happy and joyful that my big sister and I were sharing each other like this. We were having tremendous excitement with this cock-to-pussy contact, but still technically we weren’t really having intercourse.
Unfortunately she put a stop to this just a couple months into it. Bummer! Here I was, barely 13 and was so totally loving exploring my sister’s body, and she with mine.
For one thing we had almost been caught a few times, and that made us really paranoid. Also, she was turning into a young lady and was starting to date other guys. Finally, our parents were going through a bad time and had started talking about divorce and such.
When the day I had been dreading finally arrived, and she told me we had to stop, I was downright depressed. It wasn’t just the sex (or pseudo-sex) that I missed, it was the feeling of closeness to my sister that I missed the most. Sure we started acting like “normal” siblings for awhile, and still spent time with each other, but it wasn’t the same as getting naked and having your sister jack off against your throbbing shaft while you sucked on her tits, now was it?
What I didn’t realize yet was that it really wasn’t over, we just went on hiatus for a couple years. By the time I was 15, I was becoming horny for my sister all over again (actually, I don’t think I ever really stopped lusting for her). What I hadn’t figured out yet in the 2 years of “abstinence” was exactly how the hell to go about rekindling her lust. Now that I had broken up with my first steady girlfriend recently, I was beginning to take a stronger interest in Tammy. Once again, it was never really up to me, it was always going to be her call, and thankfully events unfolded that led her back to my bedroom one night.
As I mentioned, my sister had started dating a couple years earlier, and I also had a couple girlfriends also. I had also lost my virginity a year ago, at 14 (also the first time I ate a pussy, although I had no idea what I was doing with it yet, I know I was going to be hooked on it). I had heard my sister and her boyfriend Mike go at it couple times as my bedroom is right next to hers, so I knew she wasn’t a virgin anymore either, not like that mattered at the time since I was pretty sure we’d never hook up again like we used to. All it did was make me jealous and start to resent Mike. Our parents had been divorced for well over a year by now.
That was the situation when Tammy and Mike went through a pretty nasty break-up of their own. What made it particularly bad was that my sister had discovered Mike making out with her best friend at the time, in the back seat of his car (Mike was as a senior and had an old, beat-up convertible). She was stopping by Paulette’s house after school one day and saw Mike’s car parked in front, and when she walked up, she found them making out. She cried on my shoulder a few times the following week and I felt proud that I could provide comfort to my sister, and that she trusted me enough to confide with me about the whole ordeal. It took all my self control to suppress thoughts of sex while she was in my arms but just providing comfort to her at this time was much too important to taint with my taboo obsession. It was after she had left that I madly rushed to my room to whack off to obscene thoughts of my sister! :-)
One night, a few weeks after her break-up, she knocked on my bedroom door while I was watching TV. She came in wearing her usual over-sized flannel shirt as pajamas and asked if I was still up, of course, I replied, just watching some TV.
“I was just feeling a little sad but I want to thank you for being there for me lately” she started out saying.
“Sure thing, glad to help” was about all I could think of. This wasn’t normal behavior for her, no matter what I did or how much I helped her out with something, she just normally didn’t come to me out of the blue like this to thank me for anything.
“Mind if I watch TV with you for awhile, I can’t sleep.” She claimed.
“Okay, sure, I guess” I replied, thinking she’d sit over in the chair against the wall. But instead, she climbed right up on my bed next me and proceeded to fluff up a pillow to rest against.
So there we were, me under the covers wearing just underwear, and my sister right next to me on top of the covers, in her flannel night shirt that came down to her knees, with who-knows-what underneath. I shouldn’t even have to say this, but I was now becoming extremely curious about the situation and quite aroused. I felt the stirring between my legs and knew that in a matter of seconds, I would be painfully hard. I needed to somehow roll-over or do something to mask the impending tent. But then I thought, “what the hell, it’s not like she’s never seen it” and remained still as the tent started rising. If she noticed it, she certainly didn’t let on.
We stayed like this for much of the sit-com we were watching when I started to think better of my actions. Realizing that I might be just making a fool of myself, I started to shift to hide my bulge when she announced she was getting cold and started to climb out off the bed. “Damn, I thought, I pissed her off and she’s leaving” but as soon as she stepped onto the floor, she pulled up the covers and jumped under them, right up next to me.
“You don’t mind do you? I mean it’s okay if I want to snuggle with my cute little brother, isn’t it?” She coyly asked.
“Sure! I don’t mind” was my somewhat puzzled but enthusiastic response.
“Besides, it’s not like I didn’t notice how much you enjoy having me here” she quipped, followed by a mischievous giggle.
“Huh, wh…wh…what do you mean?” I stammered. Feeling a combination of dread for being caught acting like a pervert towards my sister, along with a growing, almost uncontrollable lust.
“Do you still have film in your camera?” she then asked, alluding back to the days we played photographer and model. “I’d like to get a shot of this” and with that, she grabbed my hard cock through my briefs.
I was utterly speechless; I truly didn’t know what to say, so I just let her lead the way. When she spoke next, her voice was lower, and more serious sounding. Her playfulness seemed to give way to something else. She whispered in my ear, “I still remember, and I hope you know that I love you. Do you know that?” she asked.
I quietly replied, “I think so…I mean yeah, I know. And I love you to, sis” and I felt her starting to massage my aching-hard bulge.
She then whispered firmly, “Please just promise me that this never gets out, okay? Never! Okay?” she was quite serious.
I whispered back, still half in shock, “Of course. Never….never”
With that she responded, “You really are cute, you know that?” And proceed to start tugging at my briefs. I took the cue and helped her pull them off.
She flung off the covers and there I was, by the light of the TV only, in all my glory. As she grasped at my engorged member, my sister remarked how it’s noticeably larger than the last time, over 2 years ago. That certainly helps the old ego out. As she continued playing with my cock, I began unbuttoning her night shirt…it seemed my fingers weren’t working too well, and most definitely this was taking too long. I heard her giggle and then help me with the buttons. When she finally slipped out of the shirt, she had nothing on underneath, and I gasped at her naked beauty. By the light of the television glow, I could see she had definitely filled out since the last time I’d seen her also. She was always rather petite (and still is) and didn’t have very large breasts, just a b-cup, but her puffy nipples were now the size of strawberries, and very swollen looking…very, very hot looking!
I couldn’t help myself, I dived straight for her right nipple and sucked on it hungrily. Oh my, this is heaven! Here I am finally sucking on my beautiful sister’s sizzling hot nipples again.
The next few moments are still a blur. We alternated between my insatiable sucking of her nipples, to her groping and licking my raging hard-on. At some point when she was trying to get as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, she pulled up to my face and planted a great big wet kiss on my lips. In a moment our tongues were forcibly intertwining. We hungrily kissed each for several moments when I realized she had gotten right on top of me and was grinding her crotch into mine. She was so wet I could feel her juices dripping down my scrotum. As she established a rhythm, we broke the kiss and stared into each other’s eyes. Nothing was said verbally, but the look we gave each other had so much love and mutual respect, nothing needed to be said. With that, she raised up a little, repositioned her hips up a bit, and I could feel her pussy against the head of my cock. We continued to stare lovingly at each other when she ground her hips down. My cock slipped right into her wet folds with ease as she impaled herself on me. It was at this point I felt almost light-headed with excitement. Pure, electric ecstasy!
Yes! This was the most wonderful feeling I had ever known! My aching hard cock was finally inside that wonderful, magical pussy. It was like electricity was flowing between us through our genitals. Staring into my beautiful sister’s eyes while my cock was pumping into her gushing-wet pussy has got to be the single greatest sexual experience for me ever. As we continued to gaze at each other, we started a slow and rhythmic grinding. Soon our slow grinding turned into rough banging and, unfortunately at my age and excitement level, it was only seconds before I came with what felt like a white hot squirt deep inside my sister. She felt it too and let out a little yelp before collapsing back down on top of me and lay there panting.
After a few minutes, I really wasn’t getting soft at all, and I started wriggling around a bit just to show her I was still hard….for some reason I felt kind of proud of that. She was giggling now, and we started kissing again. Soon I was back up to full strength and her juices continued flowing. This time we fucked slower, and more deliberately. I loved watching her tits bounce by the light of the TV glow. I could feel her down strokes becoming more intense, and her pussy seemed to tighten on my cock. I could feel the pressure building again and we increased tempo. My cock seemed to be swelling even larger, and her pussy seemed to be clutching me even tighter. It was almost as if I couldn’t pull out even if I wanted to.
This time when I came, she did too as she let out a scream and I could feel her pussy squeezing at my cock, like spasms. As I continued to pump my hips, I felt her body shudder once, then again. With a yelp, she once again collapsed on me, panting.
How wonderful I felt. I brought my hand up to play with one of her nipples again, but this time when I touched it, she yelped and her body shuddered. That was interesting, so I tried it again. Again she yelped and her body shuddered and this time she batted my hand away. “Uh oh! What did I do wrong now?” was my first thought. So I whispered, “are you okay, sis?”
Her response nearly overjoyed me, “hmm, yes, I’m wonderful, my dear brother. I’m just kind of tingly all over and really sensitive now.”
“Holy cow” was all I could mutter. “Is that good?”
“Oh yes! The greatest!” she dreamily whispered back.
“Uh, cool!” was my lame response. As I lay there contemplating this little development, my chest swelled with pride and my heart filled with joy that I could provide so much pleasure to my sister. It was just the start of what I would learn about sex in the next few months. Hoping to avoid her “sensitive spots” I wrapped my arms tightly around her and pressed her close to me. I felt her respond in kind. It seemed like I just couldn’t get close enough to my sister.
We were both exhausted, and within minutes we fell asleep in that position, my semi-hard cock still deep inside my sister.
Sometime during the night she woke up first, and then woke me up. When I came to my senses, I realized my sister was still on top of me, and my still-semi-hard cock was still nestled in her pussy.
”I think I need to get back to my own room now” she whispered. I agreed, but since we had slept a couple hours, she was a bit drier now and my cock was kind of stuck in her. We slowly started to “break it loose” with a little gentle rocking, and sure enough it was starting to slip out eventually. However, the few seconds it took to do this was just enough to recharge my horny cells and just before it would have slipped out completely, I grabbed my sisters hips and pulled her back down on my now fully-hard cock.
She gave me a look that said “you gotta be kidding!” and let out a “tsk, tsk” at me. But as we gently rocked our hips together again, she didn’t make any further attempts at leaving just then. Soon I was starting to thrust deep into her again, and she was hot again also. I had another idea.
“Hey sis, let me get on top this time” I told her. And in one motion we flipped over and now I was on top. I had fantasized about fucking my sister like this for a long time and I wanted to make it really count. I started very slow and deliberate thrusts, pulling almost all the way out on the way back, and then thrusting my cock as deep as possible on the way in. Long, slow strokes. I think this method, along with the fact we’d already fucked a couple times that night, allowed this one to last much longer than the first two.
Soon the tempo was picking up and she occasionally whispered a suggestion to me as to how best to move it around. Eventually I could feel my cum building, and my cock-head was getting even more swollen again. At some point my sister had pressed a pillow to her mouth to help muffle her moans and screams, I don’t recall when but it was there now. Everything built to a crescendo and I was trying to hold off for as long as I could. The sensation was awesome when I was plunging deep into my sister’s pussy I just wanted it to last forever. But like a runaway locomotive, I started cumming as hard as I ever had to that point. I could hear my sister screaming into the pillow as I grunted away.
Now it was my turn to collapse on top of my sister. I wanted to fall asleep with my cock inside her again but she knew better. It was the wee hours of the morning and not only did we have to minimize the risk of being caught in the morning, but the intensity of the situation was such that I think we both needed our own space for a little bit.
When she climbed out of my bed I began missing her presence instantly. She was just in the room next door, but I was feeling a deep need to stay close to her and be with her. Fortunately, she felt similarly.
This was the start of several months of the most intense, fantastic sex and lovemaking I’ve ever known. For various reasons, we had to put the brakes on this thing within a year of it starting again (somewhere around 9 or 10 months), but a few years later we had a handful of spontaneous, and totally uninhibited episodes when we were in college, a couple of which I should write about later. Very exciting. She also taught me how to eat her pussy a couple days after our first fuck (another memory worthy of it’s own chapter). Since then just about every girl I had eaten out complimented me on my “culinary skills”.
As I wrap this up, I can tell you that recently my head has been flooded with these memories, many of which I hadn’t recalled in several years. The problem with trying to write all this down, in addition to finding the time, is often these memories are so vivid, and so “inspiring” that I kind of need to stop and “relieve some pressure” as it were. Like right now. Oh what I’d give to have my sister right here, right now. Down boy, down!
Feel free to ask me about specific things, I’ll respond if I can. I’ll also try to continue to put memories to paper moving forward, now that I seem to have a surplus of them (well, not really, I can never have enough of these kinds of memories!). Hope you enjoyed.
Let me know if you want to hear about my experiences with my cousin as well…although that is obvious quite a different kind of experience, but still so hot at that age.
I just registered here. I didn’t know this particular site existed till now. I’d like to share my experiences here. I have had 2 sizzling incest relationships in my life, starting when I just a boy. One with my older sister Tammy, which I am posting here today.
The other with a younger cousin of mine….I will caution that my cousin is male. I will qualify this in that I have lived my whole life mostly as a typical heterosexual and have only had male-male sexual experiences with just 2 people, on of which was my cousin. I will post that one, too, if someone requests it.
I originally posted these stories a while ago on a different site, but it was shut down for awhile and now it seems to have lost all its previous content. Besides, it’s good to make new friends here.
Interestingly, now that I’ve transcribed my memories, many more have been flooding back that I haven’t looked back on in quite some time, or I’m remember finer details that I thought I may have forgotten forever. I’ll post each “chapter” in a separate post, including Part I which I already posted here somewhere some time ago.
One final comment, I am not going to go out of my way to make grandiose claims about how true and authentic this all is. This is the best of my recollections and if some think it’s all BS, then whatever. Take it or leave it. ‘Nuff said ‘bout that, not on to the meat!
My Sister Tammy (redux)
After many years of keeping the secret, I feel compelled to tell my story. I have no idea how many people here have had incest, just fantasize about incest, or are just curious, but I can tell you, incest can be the most exciting experience while growing up, and beyond, and is not just dirty or bad or immoral. I think it’s not uncommon among young siblings to explore sexually and sometimes it can lead to full sexual experiences between brother and sister, or cousins, etc.
My sister Tammy and I started exploring each other at a young age (she’s 15 months older than me) when we found our dad’s stash of Playboy magazines in our basement rec room. I remember we were both absolutely fascinated by this discovery and it wasn’t long before we started playing model and photographer with Tammy as the model and me as the photographer. Within minutes my sister and I had stripped naked and were both mimicking the poses in the magazines.
At the time it wasn’t so unusual for us to be naked around each other as our parents had us taking baths together from time to time and it wasn’t a big deal, but now were naked together in a sexual situation, although neither of us really knew anything about sex. It was during this time that I first started having noticeable erections which soon became automatic at just the thought of playing this game.
In a matter of weeks this game evolved into touching and kissing and acting like the couples spreads in some of the magazine, including tight embraces. I began realizing how great it felt every time my hard little cock touched my sister’s skin. It didn’t matter where my little hard-on touched her, it just tingled each time I “accidentally” bumped it into her so I was becoming very touchy-feely. Fortunately Tammy seemed just as eager to be touched and to touch me also, and our kissing became passionate and we’d actually be “making out” for several minutes at time.
Our little game continued on for a good year or so but unfortunately came to an end not long after our parents stopped having us bath together (probably because they noticed I was getting a hard-on at times) and neither of us said anything about it and just went on with a “normal” relationship for the next few years.
During this time, I had been getting “exploratory” with one of my male cousins who is just over a year younger than me, which in itself is an entire story that I’ll also have to write about soon. I think that experience with my cousin was also very hot and very enjoyable… but that’s for another day and I’ll try and get to it soon and post it here as well (just so you know, I have lived my life mostly as typical heterosexual and my cousin was one of only two male-male sexual experiences I have ever had).
From the experiences with my cousin, I learned how to masturbate (and other stuff, but again, that’s a separate story) and wow did that feel great. It also awakened an almost uncontrollable sexual desire and I began having vivid fantasies about women and sex, which of course led to immediately stroking my ever-hard little cock. I also noticed my sister was beginning to grow some breasts, and although they were still small, I became fascinated with the thought of seeing her naked again. After all, the last time they were no bigger than my own practically, but now I could tell they were growing, as was my own cock.
I fully remembered the naked games we played and how great it felt when she either touched my little hard on then or I touched her with it. I was beginning to think of my sister in sexual terms now, and longed for the days when we got naked together and would embrace in long kisses. I probably spent the better part of a year trying to sneak a peek at her and figure out a way to rekindle those times we had together naked and groping and kissing. Also, she was turning into a very cute young woman.
I’ll never forget the day I finally went over the edge and in a fit of total horniness, I stripped naked and barged into the bathroom while she was taking a shower. My irrational thinking at the time was maybe if I just took the first step and had us both naked together again, just maybe she’d want to pick up where we left off a couple years earlier. My bedroom was right next to the upstairs bathroom, so I waited by my door as I heard the shower going, my heart pounding through my chest and my hands trembling, when I heard the shower turn off. I took a quick look out my window to make sure mom was still out in the back yard gardening, and made a break for the bathroom. I flung the door open just as my sister was stepping out of the tub, and stood there stark naked in front of her, with my aching young 4” hairless hard-on pointing right at her.
The look on her face was first one of shock, but then I thought I detected a hint of a smile. We stood like that for what seemed an eternity, neither of us spoke, hell, I was too scared to talk. I could see her perky little tits had very puffy nipples and they looked like heaven to me. Suddenly she erupted and lunged towards me, shoving me very hard out the door and slammed it in my face. “Damn! I’m in big, big trouble” was my only thought. My heart was pounding and the vision of my sister’s nipples was etched in my brain. As I heard her run to her room and slam her door, my heart sank and the dread of major punishment filled my devious head. I thought I was in big trouble, she seemed pretty pissed.
For the next couple of days, we didn’t speak much to each other, mostly because she didn’t want to even when I approached her with an apology and plea not to tell mom and dad. I think she was letting me stew over it for awhile. Then one day she asked me to come into her room presumably so we could talk about my ill-fated little stunt. I was so relieved that she wasn’t mad and wasn’t going to tell our parents. She didn’t blame me and remarked how it’s not like she hadn’t seen me naked with a hard-on before, but just not recently. Then she told me she didn’t mind seeing me naked and asked if I liked what I saw. Of course I did!
Feeling much better, I told her I’d be happy to let her see me naked whenever she wanted, and how about now, I joked. She simply said one word, “okay.” Oops, she called my bluff. I wasn’t in the same horny state of mind I was the other day and started to feel a bit embarrassed. She started laughing and said she was just kidding but the good thing was we were at least talking about it. So we left it at that for now, but it gave me the idea to let her catch me naked whenever I could.
So began my campaign to walk around upstairs naked as often as possible in the hopes she would see me, usually to no avail as I had to be very careful to not let my parents catch me doing this. The weeks went by and other than the occasional time she’d see me walking from the bathroom to my bedroom stark naked, not much happened between us.
We didn’t talk about this much after that first discussion, but recently I did notice she started leaving her bedroom door open in the evening when she usually had it closed before. I had been leaving my door open for months now but she continued to wear a towel or long t-shirt for her trips to and from the bathroom, which she had to walk right past my room to do.
Then one day I got quite the pleasant shock when my sister walked by room one evening with her usual towel on, but this time it was wrapped around her waist and her perky 14-year old tits were completely bare, small, but puffy, nipples and all! She never looked in my direction but as she sauntered by my room, my TV was on and she had to know I was there. I was instantly hard! As she neared the bathroom she unwrapped and took off the towel around her waist just before turning the corner and I got a brief glimpse of her creamy-white little butt (the upstairs hall was L-shaped with my room at the corner and hers at the very end, the bathroom door was between my room and the stairs and my door faced towards it).
My heart started its usual pounding and I was about as horny as I’d ever been, which is saying a lot because I remember being horny just about all the time at this age. I wondered what to do. Was it an invitation to get naked together again? Was it an accident? Was she toying with me? My thoughts raced as I heard the shower on. Well, I had no problem with letting her catch me naked, so I stripped and waited by my bedroom door, peeking through the crack by the hinges for what seemed forever for her shower to end.
Finally, the water turned off and soon I heard the blow-dryer and all. Suddenly, the door opened and out she stepped, but this time with no towel at all! Wow! There was my sister, walking directly towards me, completely naked, and her growing breasts bouncing slightly, topped with just about the puffiest nipples I will ever see (even to this day). I was breathless. Trembling. She turned the corner and walked into her room, only I didn’t hear her door close (sometime later she told me she had done this a couple other times a few days before this, but somehow I completely missed it).
Carefully, I poked my head out and noticed that sure enough, her door was still half open. By now my cock was raging hard and my ears were ringing. Something possessed me and I thought to myself, “now or never” so acting as nonchalant as I could, I barged into her room and stammered something about he she told me that she didn’t mind seeing me naked a few weeks before. She was still naked, brushing her hair in front of her mirror as I stood there, hard cock again pointing at her, and she simply replied, “no, I don’t mind.”
I felt paralyzed and we stood there looking at each other for the longest time (in retrospect, it was probably just a few seconds) when she turned and started walking towards me. I had no idea what to do so I just stood there and she walked past me, and closed her door. She took my hand and led me over to her bed and told me to sit. So I did. In hushed tones, she told me that we absolutely have to keep this very secret no matter what. I agreed as quickly as I could, I think I just nodded as I was probably still speechless. Then she told me that she also enjoyed our “naked games” and wouldn’t mind trying them again, but emphasized again that we had to be very careful and it’s just our own little secret. No problem.
Then I asked her if I could kiss her again. She didn’t answer but leaned over and we touched lips. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would burst through my chest. My cock was throbbing so hard it actually hurt. When we parted she asked me if I ever French-kissed. I responded by saying no I hadn’t but I had heard of it (a white lie since I didn’t want to reveal my taboo experiences with my cousin). She leaned over again and we started kissing again, only this time I felt the tip of her tongue slip past my lips and mingle with my own. Hmm, that was so nice. We kissed like this for several minutes when she reached over and grabbed my hard little cock. She told me she had recently been learning about “stuff” and asked if I wanted to also. Yes! Absolutely!
She took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts. Oh my! I was in complete heaven. I had fantasized and masturbated over this for months on end, and here I was tongue-kissing my naked sister and caressing her perky tits. But when I felt her hand begin to stroke my throbbing cock, I just about hit the ceiling. The soft touch of her hand sent chills down my spine and I thought nothing could ever feel so wonderful and exciting. I was suddenly filled with the great need to lick and suck my sister’s nipples. They were so ripe and becoming even puffier.
I broke our kiss and moved my mouth down to her neck and licked my way to her tits. She was caressing the back of my head as I had my first taste of those beautiful nipples. Softer than I thought, a little bit salty, too. They tasted so awesome. I could hear her start to moan quietly, and this egged me on. Soon I was just devouring her nipples but I may have been a bit rough as she gently pulled my head away. We stared at each other for a few seconds and I noticed she had this leering kind of look on her face that I don’t remember seeing before. Then she started playing with my still raging hard on again and it was my turn to start moaning. She pushed me down on my back and told me what a cute little pecker I had. This had to be heaven.
My eyes were closed and I was just drinking in this wonderful feeling when I suddenly noticed a very warm and wet feeling on my cock. I lifted my head to see my sister sucking on my cock. Oh man! How awesome, I thought! Thinking she would stop almost soon as she started, like my cousin some months before, and send me running back to my room, I began to realize she wasn’t stopping and she was moaning also. Within seconds I could feel cum boiling up inside and just barely managed to squeak out, “I’m squirting” a split second before I exploded in easily the most intense orgasms of my life up to then, even though it was probably just a few drops, it felt earth-shaking to me.
Unfortunately Tammy wasn’t really ready for me to cum (like I was?) and she did gag just a little when she pulled away. Thinking I had either hurt or angered her I immediately began apologizing, but she put a finger to my mouth to quiet me and told me not to worry, it was fun for her to. Besides, I had only been able to manage a few drops up to that point. Right about then we both started getting a bit nervous about all this and getting caught so she shooed me out of her room, but not before one last deep tongue-kiss and while placing my hand on her very wet crotch, as if to say, “it’s okay, don’t worry” And with that, I tip-toed back to my room with only one thing burning brightly on my mind and I wondered if we could try that again soon. As usual, it would be my sister’s call, not mine.
When I returned to my room, the glimpse of my sister sucking my hairless, but hard little cock just wouldn’t go away. I kept wondering when, and if, it would happen again. I just had to lick her nipples again. Just had to! I also began having lewd thoughts about her sweet little pussy. So I jacked off to that thought and promptly fell asleep.
The next day Tammy and I seemed to act quite normal around each other, as did the next few days. I was trying to take advantage of every situation that put us alone together somewhere (kitchen, rec room, etc) in the hopes maybe I can start something. Unfortunately, she was being her usual aloof self and was offering no encouragement whatsoever, so I kept chickening out. I wondered what happened to the lust-induced bravado from the other night, and now that I look back I figure the first time I had nothing to lose, but after we had that experience, suddenly I had a lot to lose if I screwed things up.
So things pretty much went on this way the next few days, maybe even a couple weeks, I can’t be certain. Then, one Saturday evening our parents had bridge club to go to and had one of our neighbors baby sit, as usual.
With the babysitter planted firmly in front of the living room TV watching something we didn’t care about, Tammy suggested we both go down to the basement rec room to watch a different TV show. Not long after turning on the TV, she got up, went to the closet and started rummaging around. Then suddenly proclaimed, “aha!” and pulled out a couple old magazines. Instantly I knew what they were…a couple of dad’s old girlie mags! I thought he tossed those years ago, but Tammy explained she stashed a couple way in the back of the closet (where nobody has touched things in years) and just remembered them. Cool!
She brought them over and we began flipping through the pages. I was instantly hard and instantly extremely horny. Within moments we both gave each other a look that was unmistakable. Up to now she, being 15 months older than me, was always in control and I always followed her lead, but this time, in my extreme horniness and new-found bravery, I just stood up and began undressing without any further clue from her.
I got down to just my briefs, and she hadn’t protested or tried to stop me, in fact she was staring directly at the bulge of my hard on. So I just slipped them off and stood about 3 feet away from her with my hard on right about at her eye level as she was still sitting cross-legged on the floor. I didn’t know what she would do and quite frankly at this point I was beyond horny and didn’t care, I just knew I was trembling with excitement and fear.
My sister quietly whispered “wow!” and reached out and gently grabbed my cock. She played with it for a few minutes then started undressing as well. Soon we were back to playing model and photographer, which lasted a few minutes until we were too busy groping each other. I just couldn’t get enough of her tits. I sucked them for what seemed like hours.
She was very interested in my hard-on and seemingly couldn’t keep her hands off it. Nothing could have made me feel better than my big sister thoroughly enjoying my body. I asked her if she would suck it again, she agreed but made me promise not to “squirt” in her mouth again (we weren’t using the term “cum” at that time). With that she leaned forward and gently took my aching hard-on into her warm, wet mouth. This had to be heaven.
She started to gently suck my cock-head and then occasionally lick along the length of my shaft (probably not even a full 5” at this point…I’m now about 6 ½”, but I don’t think I’ve actually measured it since high school ;-). She began taking more and more it into her mouth and it wasn’t long before I stammered, “I’m gonna squirt” and she pulled away just before a few drops of my cum squirted out. Hmmmm! Wow, did that feel awesome. I wasn’t the only one who thought so, my sister seemed absolutely transfixed on my cock and she later admitted to being completely fascinated by the whole process of getting a hard-on, and then squirting out cum.
This started us off on about a year of fooling around whenever we could safely squeeze it in. Sometimes we fooled around a couple times in a week, sometimes we couldn’t do much for a couple weeks or so. We always started out with a theme, like model-photographer, or husband-wife, and yes, we even played doctor. But always in a few minutes we would end up shamelessly groping each other, me sucking her swollen nipples, fingering her pussy….she would often suck me, and was always groping my hard-on every chance she got.
I took great care to not do anything that might upset her, but after a while, I was getting really curious about her pussy, and what it might feel like to have my hard cock in there, or to lick it and stick my tongue into it. I would finger her a lot and a few times started to try and touch her pussy with my cock, but she wouldn’t let me and the first few times I tried she even threatened to stop our fun altogether. She told me that was too much and we shouldn’t go all the way. She pointed out that not only are we brother and sister, but we’re both virgins. I was pretty disappointed, but much too fearful to keep trying something she warned me not to.
I also wanted to taste her pussy, and lick her sweet pussy lips, but her rebuff when trying to touch it with my cock caused me to hold back on trying anything oral as well. As I look back, I’m not sure why I thought that eating her pussy was also a no-no, but I did and it wasn’t till later that I would discover the pure bliss of eating my sister’s pussy. And what a great discovery it was! But that’ll be for a later chapter.
A few weeks or so after she rebuffed my first efforts at intercourse, during one of our “grope-outs” she told me she had an idea. She had me lay on my back, hard-on pointing up, and then she started to straddle me. “Whoa! Is she going to do what I think” was my only thought.
She climbed on me at about mid-thigh, and slowly inched forward till her pussy was an inch or so above the base of my cock. I was so hot with anticipation at this point my ears were ringing. I started to reach forward to try and pull her fully to my cock but she immediately stopped me and told me I had to stay perfectly still or she would stop. Okay, okay, I’ll stay still, I told her.
Gently my sister lowered her pussy to touch my shaft near the base. I could feel her warmth and wetness and my cock was just throbbing like never before. Slowly she rubbed her pussy along the length of my hard-on, stopping just before getting to the head, and then back down again. Hmmm, did that feel wonderful! Oh yes, my sister!
She gradually increased tempo and soon I was shooting more cum than I had ever thought possible (the few drops I was able to manage before was starting to turn into some healthy spurts at times) I remember the first spurt hitting myself on my chin and then having a little puddle on my stomach. When I caught my breath and looked up at my sister, she had her eyes closes, head tilted back, and was moaning away. I don’t think she even noticed that I already “squirted” as she just kept rubbing her pussy against my shaft, faster, until all of a sudden she started grinding herself straight down on me and I could feel her cunt spasming.
I would learn later what a clit was and what clitoral stimulation meant but at that particular moment, I just felt so happy and joyful that my big sister and I were sharing each other like this. We were having tremendous excitement with this cock-to-pussy contact, but still technically we weren’t really having intercourse.
Unfortunately she put a stop to this just a couple months into it. Bummer! Here I was, barely 13 and was so totally loving exploring my sister’s body, and she with mine.
For one thing we had almost been caught a few times, and that made us really paranoid. Also, she was turning into a young lady and was starting to date other guys. Finally, our parents were going through a bad time and had started talking about divorce and such.
When the day I had been dreading finally arrived, and she told me we had to stop, I was downright depressed. It wasn’t just the sex (or pseudo-sex) that I missed, it was the feeling of closeness to my sister that I missed the most. Sure we started acting like “normal” siblings for awhile, and still spent time with each other, but it wasn’t the same as getting naked and having your sister jack off against your throbbing shaft while you sucked on her tits, now was it?
What I didn’t realize yet was that it really wasn’t over, we just went on hiatus for a couple years. By the time I was 15, I was becoming horny for my sister all over again (actually, I don’t think I ever really stopped lusting for her). What I hadn’t figured out yet in the 2 years of “abstinence” was exactly how the hell to go about rekindling her lust. Now that I had broken up with my first steady girlfriend recently, I was beginning to take a stronger interest in Tammy. Once again, it was never really up to me, it was always going to be her call, and thankfully events unfolded that led her back to my bedroom one night.
As I mentioned, my sister had started dating a couple years earlier, and I also had a couple girlfriends also. I had also lost my virginity a year ago, at 14 (also the first time I ate a pussy, although I had no idea what I was doing with it yet, I know I was going to be hooked on it). I had heard my sister and her boyfriend Mike go at it couple times as my bedroom is right next to hers, so I knew she wasn’t a virgin anymore either, not like that mattered at the time since I was pretty sure we’d never hook up again like we used to. All it did was make me jealous and start to resent Mike. Our parents had been divorced for well over a year by now.
That was the situation when Tammy and Mike went through a pretty nasty break-up of their own. What made it particularly bad was that my sister had discovered Mike making out with her best friend at the time, in the back seat of his car (Mike was as a senior and had an old, beat-up convertible). She was stopping by Paulette’s house after school one day and saw Mike’s car parked in front, and when she walked up, she found them making out. She cried on my shoulder a few times the following week and I felt proud that I could provide comfort to my sister, and that she trusted me enough to confide with me about the whole ordeal. It took all my self control to suppress thoughts of sex while she was in my arms but just providing comfort to her at this time was much too important to taint with my taboo obsession. It was after she had left that I madly rushed to my room to whack off to obscene thoughts of my sister! :-)
One night, a few weeks after her break-up, she knocked on my bedroom door while I was watching TV. She came in wearing her usual over-sized flannel shirt as pajamas and asked if I was still up, of course, I replied, just watching some TV.
“I was just feeling a little sad but I want to thank you for being there for me lately” she started out saying.
“Sure thing, glad to help” was about all I could think of. This wasn’t normal behavior for her, no matter what I did or how much I helped her out with something, she just normally didn’t come to me out of the blue like this to thank me for anything.
“Mind if I watch TV with you for awhile, I can’t sleep.” She claimed.
“Okay, sure, I guess” I replied, thinking she’d sit over in the chair against the wall. But instead, she climbed right up on my bed next me and proceeded to fluff up a pillow to rest against.
So there we were, me under the covers wearing just underwear, and my sister right next to me on top of the covers, in her flannel night shirt that came down to her knees, with who-knows-what underneath. I shouldn’t even have to say this, but I was now becoming extremely curious about the situation and quite aroused. I felt the stirring between my legs and knew that in a matter of seconds, I would be painfully hard. I needed to somehow roll-over or do something to mask the impending tent. But then I thought, “what the hell, it’s not like she’s never seen it” and remained still as the tent started rising. If she noticed it, she certainly didn’t let on.
We stayed like this for much of the sit-com we were watching when I started to think better of my actions. Realizing that I might be just making a fool of myself, I started to shift to hide my bulge when she announced she was getting cold and started to climb out off the bed. “Damn, I thought, I pissed her off and she’s leaving” but as soon as she stepped onto the floor, she pulled up the covers and jumped under them, right up next to me.
“You don’t mind do you? I mean it’s okay if I want to snuggle with my cute little brother, isn’t it?” She coyly asked.
“Sure! I don’t mind” was my somewhat puzzled but enthusiastic response.
“Besides, it’s not like I didn’t notice how much you enjoy having me here” she quipped, followed by a mischievous giggle.
“Huh, wh…wh…what do you mean?” I stammered. Feeling a combination of dread for being caught acting like a pervert towards my sister, along with a growing, almost uncontrollable lust.
“Do you still have film in your camera?” she then asked, alluding back to the days we played photographer and model. “I’d like to get a shot of this” and with that, she grabbed my hard cock through my briefs.
I was utterly speechless; I truly didn’t know what to say, so I just let her lead the way. When she spoke next, her voice was lower, and more serious sounding. Her playfulness seemed to give way to something else. She whispered in my ear, “I still remember, and I hope you know that I love you. Do you know that?” she asked.
I quietly replied, “I think so…I mean yeah, I know. And I love you to, sis” and I felt her starting to massage my aching-hard bulge.
She then whispered firmly, “Please just promise me that this never gets out, okay? Never! Okay?” she was quite serious.
I whispered back, still half in shock, “Of course. Never….never”
With that she responded, “You really are cute, you know that?” And proceed to start tugging at my briefs. I took the cue and helped her pull them off.
She flung off the covers and there I was, by the light of the TV only, in all my glory. As she grasped at my engorged member, my sister remarked how it’s noticeably larger than the last time, over 2 years ago. That certainly helps the old ego out. As she continued playing with my cock, I began unbuttoning her night shirt…it seemed my fingers weren’t working too well, and most definitely this was taking too long. I heard her giggle and then help me with the buttons. When she finally slipped out of the shirt, she had nothing on underneath, and I gasped at her naked beauty. By the light of the television glow, I could see she had definitely filled out since the last time I’d seen her also. She was always rather petite (and still is) and didn’t have very large breasts, just a b-cup, but her puffy nipples were now the size of strawberries, and very swollen looking…very, very hot looking!
I couldn’t help myself, I dived straight for her right nipple and sucked on it hungrily. Oh my, this is heaven! Here I am finally sucking on my beautiful sister’s sizzling hot nipples again.
The next few moments are still a blur. We alternated between my insatiable sucking of her nipples, to her groping and licking my raging hard-on. At some point when she was trying to get as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, she pulled up to my face and planted a great big wet kiss on my lips. In a moment our tongues were forcibly intertwining. We hungrily kissed each for several moments when I realized she had gotten right on top of me and was grinding her crotch into mine. She was so wet I could feel her juices dripping down my scrotum. As she established a rhythm, we broke the kiss and stared into each other’s eyes. Nothing was said verbally, but the look we gave each other had so much love and mutual respect, nothing needed to be said. With that, she raised up a little, repositioned her hips up a bit, and I could feel her pussy against the head of my cock. We continued to stare lovingly at each other when she ground her hips down. My cock slipped right into her wet folds with ease as she impaled herself on me. It was at this point I felt almost light-headed with excitement. Pure, electric ecstasy!
Yes! This was the most wonderful feeling I had ever known! My aching hard cock was finally inside that wonderful, magical pussy. It was like electricity was flowing between us through our genitals. Staring into my beautiful sister’s eyes while my cock was pumping into her gushing-wet pussy has got to be the single greatest sexual experience for me ever. As we continued to gaze at each other, we started a slow and rhythmic grinding. Soon our slow grinding turned into rough banging and, unfortunately at my age and excitement level, it was only seconds before I came with what felt like a white hot squirt deep inside my sister. She felt it too and let out a little yelp before collapsing back down on top of me and lay there panting.
After a few minutes, I really wasn’t getting soft at all, and I started wriggling around a bit just to show her I was still hard….for some reason I felt kind of proud of that. She was giggling now, and we started kissing again. Soon I was back up to full strength and her juices continued flowing. This time we fucked slower, and more deliberately. I loved watching her tits bounce by the light of the TV glow. I could feel her down strokes becoming more intense, and her pussy seemed to tighten on my cock. I could feel the pressure building again and we increased tempo. My cock seemed to be swelling even larger, and her pussy seemed to be clutching me even tighter. It was almost as if I couldn’t pull out even if I wanted to.
This time when I came, she did too as she let out a scream and I could feel her pussy squeezing at my cock, like spasms. As I continued to pump my hips, I felt her body shudder once, then again. With a yelp, she once again collapsed on me, panting.
How wonderful I felt. I brought my hand up to play with one of her nipples again, but this time when I touched it, she yelped and her body shuddered. That was interesting, so I tried it again. Again she yelped and her body shuddered and this time she batted my hand away. “Uh oh! What did I do wrong now?” was my first thought. So I whispered, “are you okay, sis?”
Her response nearly overjoyed me, “hmm, yes, I’m wonderful, my dear brother. I’m just kind of tingly all over and really sensitive now.”
“Holy cow” was all I could mutter. “Is that good?”
“Oh yes! The greatest!” she dreamily whispered back.
“Uh, cool!” was my lame response. As I lay there contemplating this little development, my chest swelled with pride and my heart filled with joy that I could provide so much pleasure to my sister. It was just the start of what I would learn about sex in the next few months. Hoping to avoid her “sensitive spots” I wrapped my arms tightly around her and pressed her close to me. I felt her respond in kind. It seemed like I just couldn’t get close enough to my sister.
We were both exhausted, and within minutes we fell asleep in that position, my semi-hard cock still deep inside my sister.
Sometime during the night she woke up first, and then woke me up. When I came to my senses, I realized my sister was still on top of me, and my still-semi-hard cock was still nestled in her pussy.
”I think I need to get back to my own room now” she whispered. I agreed, but since we had slept a couple hours, she was a bit drier now and my cock was kind of stuck in her. We slowly started to “break it loose” with a little gentle rocking, and sure enough it was starting to slip out eventually. However, the few seconds it took to do this was just enough to recharge my horny cells and just before it would have slipped out completely, I grabbed my sisters hips and pulled her back down on my now fully-hard cock.
She gave me a look that said “you gotta be kidding!” and let out a “tsk, tsk” at me. But as we gently rocked our hips together again, she didn’t make any further attempts at leaving just then. Soon I was starting to thrust deep into her again, and she was hot again also. I had another idea.
“Hey sis, let me get on top this time” I told her. And in one motion we flipped over and now I was on top. I had fantasized about fucking my sister like this for a long time and I wanted to make it really count. I started very slow and deliberate thrusts, pulling almost all the way out on the way back, and then thrusting my cock as deep as possible on the way in. Long, slow strokes. I think this method, along with the fact we’d already fucked a couple times that night, allowed this one to last much longer than the first two.
Soon the tempo was picking up and she occasionally whispered a suggestion to me as to how best to move it around. Eventually I could feel my cum building, and my cock-head was getting even more swollen again. At some point my sister had pressed a pillow to her mouth to help muffle her moans and screams, I don’t recall when but it was there now. Everything built to a crescendo and I was trying to hold off for as long as I could. The sensation was awesome when I was plunging deep into my sister’s pussy I just wanted it to last forever. But like a runaway locomotive, I started cumming as hard as I ever had to that point. I could hear my sister screaming into the pillow as I grunted away.
Now it was my turn to collapse on top of my sister. I wanted to fall asleep with my cock inside her again but she knew better. It was the wee hours of the morning and not only did we have to minimize the risk of being caught in the morning, but the intensity of the situation was such that I think we both needed our own space for a little bit.
When she climbed out of my bed I began missing her presence instantly. She was just in the room next door, but I was feeling a deep need to stay close to her and be with her. Fortunately, she felt similarly.
This was the start of several months of the most intense, fantastic sex and lovemaking I’ve ever known. For various reasons, we had to put the brakes on this thing within a year of it starting again (somewhere around 9 or 10 months), but a few years later we had a handful of spontaneous, and totally uninhibited episodes when we were in college, a couple of which I should write about later. Very exciting. She also taught me how to eat her pussy a couple days after our first fuck (another memory worthy of it’s own chapter). Since then just about every girl I had eaten out complimented me on my “culinary skills”.
As I wrap this up, I can tell you that recently my head has been flooded with these memories, many of which I hadn’t recalled in several years. The problem with trying to write all this down, in addition to finding the time, is often these memories are so vivid, and so “inspiring” that I kind of need to stop and “relieve some pressure” as it were. Like right now. Oh what I’d give to have my sister right here, right now. Down boy, down!
Feel free to ask me about specific things, I’ll respond if I can. I’ll also try to continue to put memories to paper moving forward, now that I seem to have a surplus of them (well, not really, I can never have enough of these kinds of memories!). Hope you enjoyed.
Let me know if you want to hear about my experiences with my cousin as well…although that is obvious quite a different kind of experience, but still so hot at that age.