Me and my sister

[My Sister and I]

When I got home, my sister was in the kitchen. She usually makes herself something to eat after school. (Sometimes
Mom makes it, but both Mom and Dad are at work, so usually it's just my sister and me at home before six.)
I guess she likes to cook. She often makes things like chocolates or fudge for us.

"Want some?" she asked, licking the sauce off her hands.

"Sure," I said, grabbing a chair and sitting at the table.

My sister is a year younger than me. She's a good sister (at least I think so), and we get along
well . Oh, we have our little arguments, but they're all trivial.

I watched her stirring the noodles by the stove and remembered
what : "Your sister is so sexy!" When I hear that, I always tell them to shut up.
Nobody should touch my sister! I don't allow anyone to look at her or think about her like that. Of course, I've never actually
done that.

My sister, like my parents, is part of the family. You don't really pay attention to
every member of your family because they're so close to you. You chat with them, talk to them,
but you never really notice their presence.

I looked at her and realized something: although I've grown quite a bit taller over the years, so has my sister. She's
now only about half a head shorter than me. Of course, we don't look that different; at least others can tell
we're siblings at a glance. Our face shapes are similar, and our noses and mouths are quite alike.

It wasn't until now that I noticed how much she had changed over the years. She had her back to
me, so I could admire her beautiful figure: her full hips covered by yellow shorts, and
her shapely legs. Although she didn't mean it, she looked incredibly
sexy . Wow! In my memory, her legs were like bamboo poles!

My sister brought two plates of pasta to the table, and we sat facing each other, eating quietly for a while.

"Are you going to the game?" she asked, getting up to get some milk.

"Yeah," I replied. "And you?"

"I'm not going. I'm waiting for a call at home."

Just then, she bent down and brought me a glass of milk. I couldn't control myself: I
followed her neck to her slightly open neckline. Between her breasts (covered by a white bra),
I could clearly see her cleavage. My sister was really well-developed.

I found my face turning red. Had she noticed me peeping? Oh, how embarrassing.

She turned and walked out of the kitchen, and then I heard her going upstairs.

I told myself that it shouldn't be a problem to just look. Then, I
banished .

I went upstairs to my room and turned on the radio to listen to something. I must have accidentally fallen asleep,
because when I woke up, I realized it was already seven o'clock! I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. I was going
to miss the game!

I quickly passed through the kitchen, where my parents and sister were having dinner at the table. Seeing me head towards the back door, Mom
called me back: "Sit down and eat something!"

"Mom, I'm going to be late!"

"No, you have to eat something at least."

"I'll buy something to eat at the stadium," I said, walking out the door.

When I got home, my sister was lying on a recliner watching TV. I went over, moved her legs
to make room for

her to sit down. I rested my hands on my forehead and sprawled out in the

recliner. After listening to the laughter from the TV for a while, I sat up and started watching.
Then I noticed my sister had put her feet on my thighs. She went back to her previous position with her arms and legs outstretched; I
guess I was blocking her way. I followed her legs, starting with her feet on my thighs, and looked
up , seeing her calves, thighs, and then her yellow shorts. Her legs were slightly parted, and I could see
the white panties under her shorts, outlining the shape of her vulva.

Her vulva?

My sister's?

What am I looking at? I quickly turned my gaze back to the TV.

"Damn it, sis!" I yelled. "Do you really have to put your feet on my lap?"

My sister sat up, a hurt look on her pretty face. "What's wrong with me?"

"Oh, sorry, it's not your fault." I put a hand on her shoulder. "I think I'm a
little off."

She put her hand on my shoulder in return for my hug. In that instant, I smelled
a sweet scent from her hair.

"Lie back in the lounge chair, relax, watch some TV. You can lie behind me," she said.

My sister lay back down, but she shifted forward slightly, making room behind her.

Damn it! I thought, kicking off my shoes and lying down next to my sister. "

Where are Mom and Dad?" I asked casually.

"Oh, they went to some party, didn't say when they'd be back."

Damn it, they always party all night! And then Dad won't be back until tomorrow morning,
staggering in through the door. As I thought this, I peered over my sister's head at the television in front of me.

However, I couldn't concentrate. My sister had her back to me, and I kept
staring at her. The curves of her hips and her slender waist were so alluring. Looking down, I could also see
her breasts bulging beneath her clothes. Suddenly, I found my penis quickly becoming erect. I
moved back slightly to avoid her noticing my penis pressing against her. How could I do
this to my sister?

I tried again to focus on the television. But then I smelled the sweet
scent of her hair, and another fragrance: my sister's natural scent. It wasn't perfume, but a
natural , warm, comforting, girlish fragrance.

Now, my penis was as hard as a pipe.

Good heavens! I shouldn't feel anything, I told myself. She's my sister! I have
feelings ; I love her, I thought. I shouldn't have sexual desire for her; I have to protect her and keep her away from
these dirty things.

I gently wrapped my arms around her waist, and she gently placed her hand on mine
. It was just a normal expression of affection between siblings. Okay, it's alright. My
hormones almost overwhelmed my reason.

I focused on watching TV, slowly calming myself down. But my sister kept shifting her
body , her round buttocks constantly stimulating my little brother, causing it, which had begun to soften
, to slowly harden again.

Oh no! She'll feel it!! Will she feel it? Or has she already felt it? Is she so
innocent as to not notice a man's erection pressing against her buttocks?

What will happen next? I racked my brains with my idiotic mind. Has she already noticed
my arousal, and is she still enjoying it? God! I was so excited I started to tremble.

What is she thinking? What does she want? She can't possibly not notice. Does she want my
penis?

I observed her expression as closely as I could. She was staring at the TV. Her expression was no
different .

I tried to back away a little more, but there was nowhere left to go. Oh my god!
The feel was amazing! That soft yet firm sensation against my skin felt so good.

I moved my arms, which were wrapped around her waist, up a bit so my hands were directly below her breasts. My
palms could feel the outline of her bra, and my fingers could feel her soft nipples.

She didn't react. She just kept watching TV.

Was it okay for my hands to be there? Didn't she mind at all? Or was she completely oblivious?
Her hands remained on my forearms. If she didn't want me to do this, she could easily push my hands away.
Did she know how I felt touching her?

Oh my god! I was practically trembling with excitement! A thousand
thoughts . I had to seize this opportunity, a golden opportunity, a terrifying opportunity! I needed to
know what was going to happen next. If I let this opportunity slip away now, I would
never know what she was thinking.

I mentally rehearsed over and over: what she would say, how she would react,
and how I should (cautiously) respond. I placed my hand on her soft left breast, watching her
face, catching any hint of fear or surprise, so I could react promptly if she showed disgust.

But nothing happened. She didn't move. She didn't even seem to notice! She just
continued watching her television. Was this real? Was this possible? I placed my hand on a girl's breast and
she didn't push it away?

Yes, that's right! She's my sister, but she's a girl too! A living, breathing girl! And she
let me touch her as I pleased!

Her breasts were so soft yet firm, slightly smaller than a softball
. I could feel her slightly hard nipples under my palm. Through her clothes and bra, I began to
gently caress her breasts and nipples.

Oh my god, it felt so wonderful! Such a warm and delicate sensation in my
hands.

I longed for a more real touch!

My hand slowly moved down her body, loosening her clothes and slipping inside to rest on
her stomach. My God, my sister's skin was so smooth! Like a baby's. I
ran fingers up her ribcage, finding her bra, and slipped my hand under the elastic band, directly touching
her warm, soft, seemingly fragile breasts.

I glanced at her; aside from the television, she still seemed oblivious to everything else. As I
held her warm breasts, she remained staring straight ahead, her face expressionless.

What kind of game was this? How was I supposed to play? Were there rules? What was
going on ? Was she enjoying it like I was? Or was she disgusted but too
astonished to make a sound? I couldn't figure it out, but my mind was filled with desire, leaving no room
for such thoughts.

For quite some time, I continued to knead, grasp, stroke, and pat her soft, sponge-like breasts, until
her nipples began to harden. I realized my swollen penis was slowly,
rhythmically rubbing against her buttocks.

I had lost my mind; my head was blank. My body was consumed by lust, and all I wanted to know was
how much she could tolerate me.

I pulled my hand out of her bra and caressed it down her flat, smooth abdomen, away from her
warm outer garment, to the outside of her yellow shorts, and down to her crotch. My hand rested between her legs,
gently kneading and stroking her genitals, pulling her lower body back against my erect penis.

Then, I felt her put her hand back on my forearm.

That's right, I thought. She was going to push my hand away and stop.

But I was wrong. She simply placed her hand lightly on my arm. When I looked at her from the side, she
didn't even blink. As I caressed that softest, most alluring secret spot between her thighs,
she showed absolutely no reaction.

Damn, I thought, this is unbelievable! Even if this is a game, a game she's playing with me,
it's too late for her to stop now. I pulled my hand from between her legs and (without thinking)
slipped it inside her shorts from the front.

My palm could feel the skin of her lower abdomen, silky smooth, hot, and
incredibly soft. My knuckles touched her panties, a sensual sensation. My hand
continued to slide down inside her pants until my fingertips touched her soft pubic hair. It was a very sensual, very wonderful
feeling . Her pubic hair, growing at the top of her pubic bone, was much softer than mine.

My hand was restricted by her panties, but I still tried to push my fingers down as far as possible
to feel those truly sensitive, full labia, and those sparse pubic hairs. I
gently patted her there for a while, my body trembling slightly, both from excitement and because I knew her.
It would lead me to explore her most mysterious, most forbidden corner. I carefully slipped my fingers between her labia
, then was overwhelmed by the slippery wetness. My fingertips felt her clitoris.
When I touched it, I heard a gasp from her throat. That was her first message to me.

I glanced at her face; she had her eyes closed and was gently biting her lower lip.

I rubbed her clitoris with my (now wet) fingers, and her gasps
grew increasingly lewd. I noticed my sister had slightly parted her thighs so my hand had more
room to move. I slipped my hand deeper into her panties. As the back of my hand felt her completely
soaked panties, my middle finger was probing deep into her warm, moist opening.

I also noticed something else. The room was filled with a
scent . I couldn't quite place it, but exploring that most private place
only fueled my excitement.

My fingers slowly slid deeper, suddenly encountering resistance. It was my sister's hymen. I
knew what it was (and I didn't want to break it), so I pulled my fingers back slightly, then
focused my efforts again, sliding my hand down inside her panties until my fingertips touched her soft pubic hair
and clitoris . I knew that touching that spot would feel good for her, so my wet fingers
circled around that slightly hard little protrusion, round and round. I felt her constantly moving her lower body back and forth, responding
to my caresses, sometimes reaching for my palm, sometimes pressing against my erect penis.

My sister's breathing became heavy, and then she began to move her body actively, increasing
the speed at which my hand rubbed against her vulva. It seemed as if suddenly, control had shifted to her. I stopped, letting her
rub her vulva against my fingers herself. I think she probably found it comfortable.

Suddenly, her body hardened, and she straightened her legs, clamping my hand tightly between her soft
thighs and her already soaked crotch. An unusual sigh escaped her nostrils, and I suddenly
realized : she had climaxed. And I was the one who brought her to orgasm! Thinking this (coupled with
the constant rubbing of her buttocks against my hard penis), I almost ejaculated into my pants. I held
her shapely body with my other hand, leaning her against me, allowing me to fuck her soft ass and reach my final
climax.

She slumped in my arms for a moment, then pushed my hand away from her pants and went back to her room.

I stood up from the recliner, pulled my pants back on, and went to my sister's room, rushing to her
side like a rocket. I reached between her spread legs, kneading her soft vulva in her panties, touching
her plump labia and the warm, delicate slit between them.

"No!" My sister pulled my hand away and pushed it back. Her face was burning red.

I grabbed her shoulders, and then she let me push her down onto the bed. I slipped my hand inside her skirt and
pulled her soft panties down to her legs. Her face lit up with excited anticipation. The cotton
panties were completely soaked.

Her genitals were fully exposed before me. It was the most alluring thing I had ever seen in my life. Her pubic hair
was only slightly curled and not very long. It covered only a
small area from her pubic bone to her thighs. I could see the slit between her thick labia and her slightly protruding
clitoris, like a small button.

I buried my face in her pubic hair and inhaled its scent. I took a deep breath, the intense, passionate
aroma filling my nostrils. God! My hormones were raging! I brought my face close to her pubic hair
and began to kiss it. I kissed and kissed this beautiful thing, savoring its captivating taste. I
began to kiss the already moist slit hidden between her hairy labia. I felt her vulva
pressed tightly against my lips, so I stuck out my tongue and licked it.

My sister's vagina was a little sweet, a little salty, and had a hint of lemon. I grabbed her soft,
baby- buttocks and continued to kiss (and lick) the delicious and
fragrant crevice between her smooth legs. I tried to find the entrance to her door, so I pulled her robe up another foot and
placed one of her feet on the bed, opening the door to welcome me.

As I licked my sister, she gripped my shoulders tightly for support, her whole body trembling slightly, and making the sweetest sounds from
her throat . Never in my life had anything
excited me as much as this. I wanted more!

"Lie down on the bed," I looked up at her and said in a slightly trembling voice.

My sister didn't say anything, but quickly did as I instructed. She lay on the bed, and I
parted her legs slightly and pulled her robe up to her slender waist. I myself wasn't sure how far I was going to go with her
. I was no longer just having a momentary impulse. I trembled with pure lust
.

I climbed halfway up the bed, beside her, so my face was directly facing my sister's genitals. I placed my hand on
her warm spot, gently parting the slit.

I slipped my tongue between her soft labia, into the moist crevice, sucking and savoring
the lemon-like scent emanating from her most private place. My sister made soft, fearful
sounds from her throat, as if she were afraid of what I was doing. I knew she liked it, because of
the sounds she made, and because she began to lift her genitals off the bed, bringing them close to me. It felt
amazing!

I lifted my sister's legs over my head, fully exposing her genitals to me.
Now, her thighs were spread wide, and I lay between them, facing her genitals. I
gently parted her sparsely haired, intricately structured vulva with my fingers. I could clearly see her
beautiful pink skin inside, and (beneath that protruding clitoris) the elegant vaginal opening,
glistening with a moist sheen, slightly parted, enticing me to explore it, to taste it.

Suddenly, my sister's hand reached over, covering her opening. I reached out and parted her hands, taking hers and placing them on
her vulva, then I buried my head between her parted legs and began to deeply explore her vulva with my tongue.
Her vagina was sucking at me. Her hands gripped mine tightly, and I heard her pause her breathing. As my
tongue penetrated deeper, I saw her lower abdomen stiffen with intense contractions.

I explored her soft, smooth opening, discovering that the endless flow of her vaginal fluid
was so sticky and sweet. I suddenly remembered a nursery rhyme my mother often told us when we were little: "Sugar,
spices, and other good tastes—are the ingredients of little girls." Did the author of this poem ever
explore a girl in this way?

My sister gently placed her hand on my cheek.

"Don't do that there, brother," she seemed a little breathless, "it's too sensitive there."

She guided my face upwards, allowing my tongue to touch the folds of skin near her clitoris. So my
tongue began to circle around that soft, yet erect little button in the crevice of her vagina. Her fragrant pubic hair
constantly stimulated my nose, making me simultaneously stimulated by her sexy scent and touch. Now,
my sister 's body vibrated and trembled with every movement of my tongue. I knew I had aroused her.
I was quite excited about having the ability to give her this pleasure. I started to take off my
shorts while licking her. I didn't know what I would do to her next, but I wanted to possess her completely!

Just then, her body went completely stiff, just like on the recliner. She grabbed my
hair and pressed my head between her legs. My tongue went deep into her violently spasming vagina, and my
cheek was pressed against her trembling thighs. When she climaxed, her lower body kept
rubbing her vulva against my face. My tongue kept licking inside her body to give her the most wonderful climax.

Then she suddenly went limp and lay there panting. And I continued
to lick the wet folds of her vulva. Suddenly, something appeared in front of me, and the tongue that had been licking my sister's vulva
suddenly licked the back of her hand. My sister covered her vulva again and pushed my face away from between her
legs .

I knelt up, panting heavily with excitement. My face was covered in my sister's vaginal fluid, and my
huge, hard penis stood erect before me.

My sister's eyes were almost doubled as she sat up,
staring at my penis for a long time with a look of curiosity and fear.

I started to climb on top of her, but she kept backing away. My penis grew harder and harder. I took off
my jeans and underwear and gently pressed myself completely against her.

Oh my god! I felt the warmth and tenderness coming from below me. I could feel her
soft breasts against my chest and feel her heartbeat; at the same time, I could feel
her rhythmic breath from below.

I held her tightly for a while, as if melting from that close and warm feeling. I brought my face
close to her cheek, pulling her closer, greedily inhaling her sweet fragrance. I felt her pubic hair
gently caressing my erect penis; and deep within her incredibly soft thighs, pressed against my bare
buttocks .

My sister breathed heavily in my ear, kissing my cheek, while her hands busily
stroked my heaving back. I looked up, gazing into her earnest, eager eyes.
Her eyes were filled with excitement and expectation. Now there was no stopping me. My penis controlled
my thoughts: it wanted her! It had never longed for her so much in its life! Gazing at that expectant
expression, I wanted her too. I brought my face close to hers, gently kissing my sister's soft, full
lips . As I kissed her, she closed her eyes, slightly parting her lips to welcome me. Instantly, my
penis hardened three times over.

I continued kissing her, while my hand reached down between us, guiding the head of my penis to
the outside of her warm, slightly parted vulva, to that smooth slit. My erect penis
throbbed , discovering that mysterious slit was opening and attempting to possess it. I inserted it very slowly
, as her untouched, narrow vagina offered some resistance. I had to use a little force, but because her
vagina was already completely wet, I felt my sensitive little thing slowly and pleasantly thrusting deeper,
and I had no intention of stopping. The sexual urge within me was being released from my sex glands in
a tidal wave , completely unstoppable!

My penis pierced my sister's hymen, and her body suddenly stiffened. She sobbed softly
and sucked on my mouth even harder. At that moment, I took my sister's virginity.

I carefully continued to thrust forward until the base of my penis touched her pubic mound covered with pubic hair.
Now, I was completely inside her. This feeling was wonderful. Her vagina was incredibly tight!
My penis had never received such pure stimulation from my own hands. Her pussy was so hot, so slippery, so tight. I
knew my little brother must have been born for this place. I lay still for a while,
holding her tightly and kissing her deeply. I could feel my hard penis throbbing inside her, urging
me to start thrusting. But I didn't want to hurt her, nor did I want this beautiful
moment (we had just become one). I didn't know how to describe to her how wonderful it felt inside her,
as if we had already merged into one.

My sister spread her legs a little wider and raised one knee, so that her lower body could
push closer to me. I could feel her small, slightly hard pubic bone pressing against mine, and my glans penetrating deeper into
her warm lower abdomen. I almost screamed from the stimulation; but I didn't. Instead, I
sucked on her sweet little mouth, and then I began to slowly fuck my sister's wonderful, tight pussy. My sister
wrapped her arms around me and began to move her hips up and down in rhythm with my thrusts.
I increased the speed of my thrusts. Soon, we were entwined, rolling around in a lewd,
forbidden lovemaking battle—right on my bed.

Each thrust brought a new surprise, a new thrill, emanating from my deeply embedded penis.
Making love with a living, breathing girl was far better than I had imagined (for so many years).
I knew my sister was experiencing just as much stimulation as I was, because the panting from her nose
constantly lingered around my face; because her little mouth was sucking on me even more forcefully than before; because her
hips were swaying hungrily up and down, responding to my movements. She seemed to be trying to draw me into
her body with her mouth and vagina, her vagina continuously spasming from orgasm, tightly sucking on my still erect
penis. When she reached her climax, she pressed herself against me even harder, forcing my
penis even deeper into her secret place. This was beyond my capacity to bear. I could no longer control myself. I
started to ejaculate. I really came! I could feel my penis throbbing violently, then intensely shooting wave after
wave of thick, hot semen deep into my sister's womb.

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