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Introduction:

What makes it hard?
Sister – Brother – Lover

Chapter Two

Two days later and not much had improved. Our mother and father were still acting distant. There was no talk during meals and only what was necessary the rest of the time. It was not surprising that Pat turned to me during this time.

Mother announced that she had shopping to do and would bring something back for dinner. I wondered if it was an excuse to not have to be around Pat but kept my mouth shut. Shortly after she left Pat came wondering into my room.

“Can we talk?” She said sounding very serious.

I figured she wanted to talk about her pseudohermaphroditism. I had been reading up and felt prepared. Or maybe she wanted to talk about mom and dad. I was uncertain how to deal with that. They were being jerks but I didn’t want to say that. “Of course we can talk.”

“You didn’t really explain it.” She gave me that puzzled look.

I didn’t explain what? My sister was nicer than others but she still had the annoying habit of saying “it” or “that”. “What didn’t I explain?”

“How do you make it hard or soft? She said with no hesitation or embarrassment. “And you never showed me what it looks like when it is soft.”

My mind flashed back to our encounter two days ago. “Oh” I said. How did I want to handle this. I thought it was a little unfair that she go to do all the touching. Maybe I could change that. “I don’t directly make it hard.” I replied. If I am seeing someone sexy, or even thinking about sex, it just happens.”

“So you can’t just make it hard or soft when you want to?” she sounded doubtful.

“They taught us in school that there is this kind of tissue called erectile. When conditions are right it swells up and gets firm. Guys have it in their penis and girls have it in their tits.” You can see where I was heading now.

Pat gave me a look like I was stupid. “My tits do not get hard or soft. I think I would have noticed.”

“Sure they do. I don’t mean the whole tit, just the nipples.” I told her in my most convincing voice.

Pat looked down at her chest and said timidly. “Maybe mine don’t because I am different.”

I already knew they did. Anytime a female’s nipples poked out I noticed. “I sure hope not. We should find out if they are normal.” I told her sounding ver serious.

I expected to have to coax her more but she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Her bra covered mounds were right there in front of me but only for a moment. She slipped the straps off her shoulders and then twisted the bra around to unhook it. She made it look so easy.

I was staring at her beautiful breasts and I think I forgot to breath. When she looked at me she could see the effect but rather than embarrassing her she just smiled. “Only 25%?”

I was distracted so it took me a moment to understand. “I think that took it to 75% loss of IQ. You’re lucky I can remember how to talk.” We both laughed and I relaxed a bit.

Pat looked down at her chest. “So how do we find out if they get hard?”

Keeping to the plan I replied. “Well, they can get hard from thinking about sex. Or by having a guy rub them like I got hard when you touched me.”

Pat smirked at me. “You were already hard before I came in the room.” She took a moment to think. “I don’t know how to think them hard. Try the touching thing.”

She was making this almost too easy. This time it was me wheeling the chair closer. I stopped when I was directly in front of where she was sitting on the bed. Now her tits were right in my face. They were bigger than I had thought with a roundness rather than the cone shape her bra had given them. The skin of her chest was so lovely it made my mouth water. The nipples were pink with the surrounding area a lighter shade. I could have stared at them for hours but she wanted me to make them hard. “They are lovely.”

She smiled at my compliment and then waited. I brought my right hand up and brushed the back of my fingers against her left tit. She flinched when I first touched her but then relaxed. I closed my hand over her tit feeling the softness and weight of her breast. I explored the feel of her and again I think I forgot to breath.

Pat was watching me. “Are you trying to make my nipple hard or just playing?”

“What? I can’t do both?” But I switched my focus to her nipple, rubbing, pulling, and gently pinching it. It a minute it had hardened and turned darker. “There, that one is perfectly normal.” I released it, reluctantly, so she could see what I had done.

Pat looked at her left tit, then at the right, and then back to the left. Her hand came up to touch her nipple and she pressed it inward feeling how hard it was. “Oh my gosh! You’re right. It does harden. It never does that when I wash them.” She continued feeling her left nipple and said. “Check the other one. Make sure it works.”

Of course I also wanted to make sure it worked. I used my left hand to cup her other boob and again I gently squeezed and fondled it before moving to tease her nipple into hardness. She didn’t comment on my playing with her tit this time. Her right nipple hardened even quicker. I noticed Pat was breathing a little hard for someone just sitting. When it was hard I released her breast and sat back. She brought up her right hand to feel the nipple and I was treated to the sight of her touching both her breasts.

Pat dropped her hands to her lap. “How long will they stay like that?”

“I don’t know. If we stopped doing anything they might soften in a few minutes. If I kept rubbing they would stay hard.” Of course you know which of those I would prefer.

Pat looked down at her breasts and then at me. “It felt strange when you touched them. At first it was weird but then it started feeling nice. Could you do it some more?”

Wondering what I had done to deserve this I nodded yes and brought both my hands up to her tits. This time was openly enjoying myself, fondling her boobs with her full approval. Her nipples where hard and when I rubbed them she let out a sigh. I could tell she was getting turned on so I pressed more firmly against her chest and she leaned back on my bed. Moving with her I lay next to her and continued to explore her tits. Pat stared up at me her mouth smiling and then opening with an O whenever I would squeeze a nipple.

Finally I took the initiative to lean forward and plant a kiss on her left nipple. I looked up to see what she thought of that and her expression showed surprise but then her arms reached up to pull my head down to her breast. I kissed, licked, and began gently sucking on her nipple and she held me there.

I was in teenage boy heaven. I looked, touched, and mouthed her boobs. Rather than resisting she encouraged me to play with her breasts. I don't know how long I would have continued but she finally pushed my head away.

Looking up at me she asked. "Are you hard? Of course you are. I want to see you shoot again. And I want to see it soft. How do we make it soft?" She was insistent bordering on demanding.

"If you want to see it shoot then you should get some tissues." I replied. "Otherwise we will make a mess." I laid back as I said this.

Pat grabbed several tissues from the desk and then returned to the bed. I watched her boobs jiggle as she did this. She began unbuckling my belt and opening my pants so I just relaxed and let her. When she was tugging down my pants and shorts I raised my hips. I thought she would just pull them down to my knees but she removed my shoes and socks before pulling my pants completely off and tossing them onto the chair.

Things were moving very quickly. Pat was nude from the waist up and I was nude from the waist down. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it onto the chair.

Pat sat cross legged on the bed next to me and used her right hand to grab my boner. Her left hand was on my chest. She began stroking me and to my surprise I didn’t instantly shoot. Her left hand started stroked across my chest. She seemed to be enjoying the feel of my skin.

I lasted maybe to minutes before telling her “I’m going to cum.” She stroked more firmly and I started shooting white stuff into the air. It landed on my chest and then four more spurts followed landing on my tummy. Pat was grinning like a kid with a new toy. She gradually slowed her stroking and stopped.

“Will it get soft now?” she asked. She grabbed for the tissues and began cleaning up the mess.

“Maybe, I said. But I was pretty horny. I might have to cum again before it will soften.” I figured I was on a roll so why not see how far this could go.

Pat looked at me and I was expecting her to refuse but instead said. “I better get more tissues.” She jumped off the bed to toss the messy ones into the trash and then grabbed the box off the desk. Jumping back on the bed she asked. “Should I just start again?”

“It is still very sensitive. We should wait a minute. Maybe I should play with your tits for a while.”

Pat smiled and leaned over me until her breasts where hanging in my face. I reached up to tweak her nipples and soon had them both hard. She lowered herself to press her right tit against my face and I began sucking gently on it. A moment later I felt her hand wrap around my erection and squeeze it. The squeeze turned to stroking and I buried my face in her tits and she masturbated my cock.

I lasted a little longer the second time. It should have taken even longer but having the most beautiful tits in the world mashed into my face got me very turned on. The combination took its toll and soon I mumbled into her breasts that I was going to cum.

She kept her breasts in my face as I came. I must have gotten cum on her as well as myself. When I was done she rolled to the side and cuddled next to me. The hand on my cock released and moved up to rub cum into my chest. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined my sister behaving like this.

We lay there together and I was so content that I nearly dozed off. Suddenly she blurted out. “It’s soft!” and sat up to study my groin. Pat leaned in so close I could feel her breath on me. She used one hand to wiggle my little guy this way and that. “That is amazing! It is so much smaller and so soft. I can turn it any direction I want.”

I let her explore surprised that her attentions were not making it hard again. She finally stopped and began using tissues to clean up the drying cum from her self and then me.

She went back to fondling my penis. “What is a blowjob.” She asked.

Where was all this sexuality coming from? I looked at the clock. “Mom will be home soon. We need to get dressed and be doing our homework when she gets here.”

Pat just sat there holding my shrunken penis and waiting. “OK.” I said. “A blowjob is when a girl takes the penis in her mouth and licks and sucks on it.”

Pat looked incredulous. “That is what Arlene said but I didn’t believe her. Why would someone do that?”

I stared back at her. “Remember how it felt when I sucked on your nipples?”

Pat nodded her head. “So, does it feel better than what I did using my hand?”

I shook my head. “I have never had a blowjob so I don’t know. They say it is better.”

“Why do they call it a blowjob? Why don’t they call it a suckjob?” Then she laughed thinking about what she had said.

“I don’t know why.” She had continued to touch my penis and I could feel it starting to respond.

Pat must have felt it to because she looked at me and asked. “Could I try doing it?”

Some how I found the will power. “Not now. We have to get dressed. If you still want to we can try it next time.” I was hoping there would be a next time.

Pat grabbed her bra and started putting it on. I managed to find my pants. It was lucky that dressing was so automatic because my eyes were glued to her while she dressed. She came up to me while I was still turning my shirt right side out and hugged me. Then she pulled my head down and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

I watched her hips sway as she walked out of my room. She wanted to give me a blowjob. When would there be a next time? How could I get mom out of the house tomorrow?
6 comments

Texasboii_8Report

2012-05-09 14:46:56
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anonymous readerReport

2012-05-08 15:16:44
Good story. Waiting for the next part.

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anonymous readerReport

2012-05-08 01:12:38
ANOTHER EXCELLENT PART KEEP THE PARTS COMING

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JJ

anonymous readerReport

2012-05-07 22:26:56
This story is very good. I loved the first one and the second one didnt disappoint me. Great job!

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