I walked into the house dripping wet.. Football practice was canceled due to rain and I had to walk all the way home in it. I left all my wet gear on the front porch, including my muddy shoes and soaking socks, and walked in barefoot. Our parents didn't get off work until nearly dinner time, but my little sister, Gabby, should already be here, so I figured Id let her know I was home early. I went to my room and took off all my wet clothes, then wrapped a towel around my waist. On the way to the bathroom I stopped at my Gabbys room and opened the door, walking right in.. I didn't knock, I'm supposed to but I forgot. It didn't matter, the damage had been done.
I walked in to find my little sister in bed with some boy! I didn't even notice her at first, her body was mostly hidden underneath. I didn't recognize him, but I barely had time to look at his face..
“WHAT THE FUCK!?!” I yelled instantly.
My eyes widened, trying to take the whole scene in. They were both naked, clearly having sex! He was on top of her, his arms holding himself over top of her in a missionary pose. His hips were already in motion when I entered, his bare ass pointed right at me. They were on top of the sheets, nothing to hide them.. They panicked, he immediately climbed off of her, falling to the floor.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?” I yelled, mostly at my sister. Both of them were desperately trying to cover up with their hands, as if they could somehow hide what they were doing. They were both shouting things at me simultaneously, denying anything was happening, trying to plead their case, begging, both began crying. “YOU! Get the fuck out of here!!” I pointed at the boy, he was frantically trying to dress. “YOU! don't fucking move!!” I now pointed at my sister, ordering her to stay put. I turned back to the boy, “I said get out of here!!!” he was now mostly dressed, I picked up what I assumed was his backpack and threw it at him, he flinched, letting it hit him and fall to the floor, then rushed to pick it up and flee out of the room, “DON'T move! You are on so much trouble!!” I looked back at my sister before chasing the boy through the house and out the front door. I watched him run down the street before going back inside and slamming the door behind me.
I paused a moment, catching my breath. I wasn't sure what to do.. Should I call my parents right away? Or just wait till they got home? Should I make Gabby tell them herself? I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror, I'd forgotten that I was just wearing a towel.. And it was doing nothing to conceal my surprise erection. It caught me off guard at first ‘why was I hard!?’ I thought to myself, images of my little sister's naked body flashed in my mind. My dick throbbed. I pondered on this for a moment..
I walked up to my sister's door and peaked in, she was still on her bed, in the same spot, laying there trying to conceal her body behind a small pillow. It throbbed again. I thought about running to my room and masturbating.. I thought about jerking off right there in the hallway.. But instead I walked in. I wasn't a bad brother, Gabby and I usually got along fine. We didn't fight or argue much.. We generally just stayed out of each other's hair most of the time.. And I definitely never looked at her inappropriately before.. But I'd also never seen her like this before.
I dropped the towel to the floor of the hallway, and walked in completely naked. Ok, walked, was an overstatement, really I just took one step forward and froze in her doorway. I was about to chicken out when she looked up at me. I could try to cover up, but I would just clearly be a naked guy trying to cover up his boner. I could run off to my room, but it was too late, she would always look at me and think “why did my brother show me his hard on and then run away?”. So I went ahead and entered.
I walked kind of fast, not on purpose, but the adrenaline was pushing me (and my erection was pulling me). She was avoiding eye contact, either in shame, embarrassment or fear.. She just looked at my body as I moved forward. Her eyes were locked on my hard on, but her face showed no reaction.. If anything, her expression had changed from the fear of being caught having sex, to the confusion of why her brother was now naked in front of her. I got to the side of her bed and reached out and grabbed the pillow she hid behind. She held it tightly, but one quick pull and I tossed it aside. She watched, but didn't stop me or react as I climbed onto the bed, crawling on top of her. She was still as I moved closer, no longer hiding her body, her legs were even opened a bit. She was allowing me to get on top of her. It wasn't so much that she was welcoming this advancement, it was more that she was simply going with it because she didn't know what was going on. I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to, My penis flinched and throbbed again, as if making sure I was still going along with it's instructions.
I looked down at her body.. Her tits were small but shapely with a nice cup. She was shorter than me, thin, with a flat stomach that lead down to a small strip of blonde hair that concealed her vag. She wasn't looking at me, but rather, was looking my body up and down just as I was doing to hers. I don't know if she knew what was going to happen at this point, maybe she thought I was bluffing and she was trying to call me on it.. honestly I didn't even know. I felt like I was going to run away at any moment, but I looked at my cock hovering just inches above her nearly bare snatch (we were both looking at it) and it ached, urging me on. Then she snapped out of it..
She began yelling, pushing against me, but it was too late, I was already on top of her, and my body's decision was already made. With one hand I gripped her by the waist and the other pushed her shoulder down, pressing my weight against her, holding her to the bed. She squirmed and fought, but I barely noticed as I shoved myself into her warm snatch. It hardly mattered anyways, her resistance faded by my third stroke and her body went still as her attention shifted to watching my rod slide in and out of her. After mere seconds of fucking I could feel her legs soften and spread, allowing me to go deeper. I could hear soft squeals and gasps, that I doubt she knew she was making.
My pace increased. The fear of being caught meant that my goal was simply to reach a speedy climax. Both of us were looking down at the action happening between our legs, we were inexperienced and mesmerized by the sight of sex, as if we were the perverted bystanders watching others doing it through a window. Almost in unison, we each let out involuntary groans of pleasure, reminding us that it was our loins that we were watching rapidly slapping together, echoing throughout the empty house… The thought of the sounds being heard reiterated just how wrong this was, and so I sped up. I was nearly there, and getting frustrated that my balls seemed hesitant to release my eager load. With speed came force, and I was driving my whole body down on her tiny crotch, stabbing my dick into her. The violent thrusts shaking the whole of her naked body, her small breasts bouncing in all directions. She was getting louder, grunts that sounded more and more like pleading crys. I swore I heard her say “yes!”. I was nearly there, I felt fiery semen rising inside me, but I could sense her closing in on her own reluctant orgasm as well, and suddenly I wanted to last longer, wanted to see her somehow take pleasure in what I had forced upon her.
“Come on! Come on!” I gritted through my teeth, partly encouraging her to cum, while begging myself to hold out a little longer.
“YAAAA.. AAAHHHHH!” she let out a loud scream, and clawed at the sheets before letting her head fall back.
That approval was enough for me to let myself go as well, and with one last stroke I pulled back and yanked myself out of her cunt spraying my jizz across her bed and body. She ignored me, undoubtedly preoccupied within her own sensations. I made very little noise, as if I was shocked and couldn't believe what was happening. But regardless of any regret I may come to have, my body was in pure ecstasy as the largest orgasm I'd yet to have still washed over me. The stream of cum didn't stop, pumping out of me in almost painful spurts. My hips moved with each shot, humping the air like a horny dog. It seemed like forever until it was over, until I could move and think. When I was able, I got off her and ran out of the room, returning with shorts on and a towel to wipe her off. She let me for a moment, then snatched the rag away and continued to wipe herself. She didn't look at me, I didn't know what else to do so I left, retreating to my room for the remainder of the day.
When mom and dad got home my stomach turned in knots, nervous about what was to come.. But nothing happened. I didn't see my sister again until we all sat down for dinner, she was slightly quieter than usual, but over all she seemed alright. That evening I laid awake in bed late into the night anxiously thinking.
“Would she really not say anything? Would she wake up and want to tell them tomorrow? Would she just hold on to it as blackmail until the time was right?”. I sat up. I needed to talk to her, find out what she was thinking, maybe apologize, I dunno, but I felt like I needed to do something..
I crept down the hall, opening her door as quietly as possible and sneaking in. She was already awake, partly sitting up in bed. I don't know if me coming in woke her up or if she was like me and couldn't fall asleep (I'm guessing the latter). She stared at me skeptically as I walked over. “Gabby, I want to talk.. I mean I want to apologize.” I said as I pulled her desk chair over towards her bed and sat down. She got up and sat on the edge of her bed, facing me, she was wearing a long tee shirt, but kept a blanket over waist. I went on and on about how I was sorry and didn't know what came over me.. Rambling about how I appreciate that she didn't say anything to our parents and I hope she could just forget all about it. Her expression didn't give me any indication of what she was thinking. I eventually stood to leave, but once again I made another impetuous decision, and knelt down in front of her. Her expression changed to confusion, and for a brief moment fear, yet she didn't move as I pulled the blanket away from her lap, exposing a small pair of panties. I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and leaned in, causing her to fall back and lay on the bed. She didn't move or stop me.. I don't know if she was genuinely unsure of what was going on or if she wanted it. I pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and pressed my tongue against her. I was no expert, but from what I knew, you just lick the clit until she cums. So that's what I did, I slid my tongue around until I found the little “bump” that was her clit and then went to work, licking and flicking it. My mind told me this was a horrible idea, but my dick told me this was a great apology!
She was quick to respond.. Arching her back and gripping the sheets. I just kept doing what I was doing, licking the top of her coochie more or less like it was an ice cream. My eyes were open, looking up at her, but it was dark. Her body squirmed quite a bit, like what I was doing was painful, or that she was trying to get away, but she didn't try and stop me. She also didn't make any noise.. Shouldn't she be making sounds? Moaning or something? I was definitely losing confidence in how well this apology was going. After what felt like a long time she reached down and grabbed my head with both hands and pulled it into her. Her body jerked violently, causing me to grab ahold of her thighs. I kept my mouth plastered tight against the smooth flesh, Suckling at it like a tit.
She let out a series of short loud (but muffled) groans followed by a final louder and longer one..
“UH, UH, UH, AAAHHHHH!”
Her body tensed and froze for a moment before relaxing. Her hands loosened and moved in the dark, finding my face and pushing against my forehead signaling that she was done. My mouth released her and I leaned back, wiping her wetness from my face. She sat up as I stood, and repositioned her panties. I walked towards her door..
“I'm really sorry about today.. It's just.. It was really hot is all.. But I'm sorry.” I said, speaking softly. And I left.
Moments later I was laying in bed, trying to force myself to fall asleep when I heard my door creak open. I looked up and saw my sister closing it behind her. She tiptoed through my room to the foot of my bed, lifted up the covers at the end and ducked underneath them. She crawled under my sheets, moving halfway up my bed and stopping. I was wearing boxers and I could feel her touching my bare thighs, searching. I dared not move. Her hands slid upwards and found the crotch of my shorts. She paused there for a moment, just a mound under my blanket. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I suspected, or rather HOPED. My prick swelled with anticipation. Finally I felt her, her small cold hand pushing through the opening at the front of my boxers and fishing my penis out. She played with it just a bit, her fingers tracing the lines and ridges of my shaft, it hardened at her touch.. I could feel her warm breath on my sensitive skin, then the mound in front of me lowered.
I felt the heat, followed by the moisture of my dick being engulfed by my little sister…it caused my body to shudder involuntarily. I could tell she was trying to push me as far in as possible, I wasn't huge, but she was small. She got as much as she could and her hand wrapped around the base, taking hold of the rest. She lifted her mouth completely off, I heard her gasp under the covers, catching her breath. She stroked me with her hand, it felt incredible, my rod was slick with her saliva, so she beat me off for about a minute. I wondered if maybe she was just going to do that instead of giving me a BJ, but then the mound of sheets lowered again.
I slid into her mouth and she immediately began bobbing up and down in unison with her hand already busy at work. I laid my head back down on my pillow. Staring up at the ceiling, I listened to the soft suckling sounds in the darkness. I don't know if my sister had much experience giving blow jobs, but she was great at it. Her tongue pressed against the sensitive ridge on the underside of my penis and slid along it with each slurping rise and fall of her head. I'd never been serviced so selflessly before.. Normally girls do it for a couple minutes and then act irritated that you haven't finished yet, or complain that it's “icky” or whatever, just so they can get out of doing it. But Gabby seemed very keen on making me cum, she was vigorously working me and didn't seem to be slowing down. Even if she was getting tired, it no longer mattered, I felt my balls swell and my load boil up then surge up the shaft. A small amount spurted out impatiently before being followed by a powerful blast. I gripped the sheets beside me while I bit my lip to keep from letting out a sound. I wondered how my sister was doing.. Her head had stopped moving but she hadn't released me. I felt three or four more rounds work their way up and out of me, more slowly than the first, dumping thick gobs of warm jizz into my little sister's mouth. My body jerked a bit as it finished it's ecstatic orgasm, edged on Gabby's hand starting to stroke me again, as if pushing every last drop out, before finally stopping and we both went still.
I let out a small sigh. The mound rose slightly, and I listened to the shuffling of my covers as she scooted back out the way she came. As soon as she emerged she turned her back to me and walked to my door. Before exiting she spoke over her shoulder, “next time warn me when you're about to go”, and then she left. I honestly didn't pickup what she was putting out there when she said next time.. But she meant it.
The next day after school, I mostly avoided her until our parents got home. I was ashamed of myself, what I had done to her, I promised myself I would never do that to her again.. But she felt differently. That night she came back into my room, without me doing or saying anything, and she crawled under my sheets and proceeded to once again give me an incredibly relieving blow job in near silence, then left me with no explanation. I didn't know what exactly was going on, but I didn't want to mess it up, so I continued to act like nothing was different each day, and thus each night I was treated to more bed time felactio.
It wasn't until a week of this had gone by before my sister came to me one afternoon while we were still home alone and asked me, “was doing it with me not that good?”
“what!?” I practically shouted.
“the sex, that first time, was having sex with me not very good?” she was looking down the whole time, shyly. “like, do I not look good naked or something like that?”
“what?! No! I mean that's not it at all! It was awesome! And you look, really, really good naked.” her eye brows rose she looked up at me, then back down.
“then why.. Like, why haven't you tried to do it again?”
“What? Because, I shouldn't have done that! I took advantage of you, I didn't even ask, I just got on top and forced myself on you! Ya it felt good, but afterwards I felt bad. That's why I went to apologize and promised not to do that again. Then I went down on you, for some reason, I just couldn't help myself.. And I felt bad for that too!”. She looked up.
“But I came an went down on you too..”
“ya I know, I don't know why you did that, or why you kept doing that.. But I didn't want to say anything because it's really good! And I didn't want to mess with a good thing.. Which now makes me felt bad again..”
“no! I was doing it because I thought I was showing you that I wanted to keep messing around, but you never tried anything, even with all the blow jobs you never even tried to go down on me again..”
“you mean, you want to do stuff with me? Like, you wanna have sex?”
“ya.”
“Well.. I do too!”
“ok.”
“ok.”
We sat there awkwardly for a minute or two, kinda laughed a little at the ridiculousness of it all, then I stood and started undressing. I sat back down and played with my growing erection while she got undressed too. I had her come and straddle me in my chair and lower herself onto my cock. I let her go at it, my hands and arms hanging lifelessly at my side, while She bounced wildly on my lap for some time. I did all the I could to keep from cumming while she rode herself to an orgasm of her own. Then when she stopped to catch her breath, I lifted her off and bent her over my desk, fucking her ass-slappingly-loud until I eventually sprayed my thick white sperm across her back. We laughed while I wiped her off, made jokes, even poked fun a bit.. We felt more like siblings at that moment than we had for weeks.
That night she still came to me, only this time she climbed in fully nude, whispering “no freebie tonight!”, throwing a leg over my head and sitting on my face in a 69. I quickly began licking and probing her snatch with my tongue while she sat and savored it for a bit, eventually bending forward and taking my schlong into her own mouth. Neither of us stopping until the other had finished.
I have to say, I'm still not proud of how I handled things that first day, but I'm glad it all worked out.
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