Part one: I love my little sister!

I remember being eight years old, in a hospital and worried. My mother had been swelling up and now she had broken something, so she was rushed to the hospital. I had no idea what was wrong or what would happen next and even now, I don't mind telling you how scared I was when the doctors told me to leave the room as mom screamed in what was obviously intense pain. Hospital doors are made so that screams can't be heard from outside unless they're really loud and you're really close, which I was, so I could. After an hour of uncertainty and fear, the doctor opened the door. Mom wasn't screaming anymore, so I ran in and found her...holding something. A towel, maybe? I came closer and saw that it was a baby.

Mom looked at me and smiled. "Meet your new baby sister," she told me. She sounded so meek, but the child had my interest now. As soon as I reached out to touch the baby with one finger, she reached back and cooed contentedly. Mom smiled at the sight and whispered to me.

"Her name is Kari."

From then on, if anybody wanted to bother her, they would answer to me! A lot of people did try to bother her throughout school. She was the girl in grade school all the boys would pick on so their friends wouldn't tease them for having a crush on her. In junior high, those same friends hit on her relentlessly. I got in a lot of fights and a lot of suspensions for her, but I don't regret it. Not only was I sticking up for my little sister, I also got to defend a pretty girl in distress.

Yes, I would call her a pretty girl. So would you, if you ever saw her. Strawberry-blonde hair that she usually kept straight with one of those arch things girls put in their hair sometimes, blue eyes and, ever since she turned twelve, nice breasts. Not that I was checking her out at twelve, of course, but when you're around someone all the time, eventually you will notice things like that. When she was twelve, I thought she had potential to be gorgeous. Now that she was sixteen, she had proven me right. Those breasts had since grown from little bumps into lovely mounds, shaped very nice. I know because she often sends me pictures of herself whenever anything happens to her, good or bad. The good times made me want to share them with her and the bad times made me wish I could still protect her.

But I couldn't anymore. I hit twenty-one years old and decided it was time to go make my mark on the world. And to do that with any of the skills I had, I had to leave the state. Kari cried the day I left, which was heartbreaking, but I promised her I would come back as often as I could. She still cried but she let me out of the surprisingly strong bear hug she'd been using to keep me from getting in my car. She e-mails me several times a day, often when her teachers say she shouldn't.

Today is Kari's first day at a new school. The one she went to before was the target of an arsonist thats been hitting this town lately. That or someone had insured the building recently. In any case, the first day of her previous schools were never easy for my sister. The boys hit on her, the girls instantly became bitter toward her for not wanting the attention they would have killed for and teachers would make her introduce herself in front of everyone, something she hated to do. Kari never did come to enjoy being the center of anyone's attention since it usually wasn't a good kind of attention that people paid her. Today she e-mailed me, saying she was scared and that she wished I was there with her. I didn't tell her, but I got the e-mail on a plane on my way there. I couldn't very well miss my dear sister's second first day of high school, could I?

My sister's e-mails aren't always what you'd call sisterly. Whenever I mention that the girls here aren't biting, her reply always comes back with "If only we weren't family", and later "If only you weren't so far away". And when I do find a girl for the night or a few months, her jealousy is obvious even though the internet. Once she actually told me that she would be a better girlfriend than the one I was with at the time. She may be right, since that bitch ditched me for a guy with a yacht a month later.
Kari tells me that she's never had a boyfriend and that she isn't interested in any of the guys at school. When I ask what kind of guy she likes, she says simply "a guy like you". That message came back with an attachment of her kissing the camera.

Speaking of attachments, a month after I left, Kari had her eyes checked and it turned out she needed glasses. Having always been so open with her, it was no secret to Kari that I like girls with glasses. My first girlfriend had them, which was partly why I approached in the first place. Anyway, when Kari got them, she sent me a picture of herself in them, which I said looked cute. Barely fifteen minutes later, another set of attachments came featuring her in her glasses and various outfits, most very revealing. How revealing, you ask? Well, lets just say that since she was fourteen at the time, I was very lucky nobody with law enforcement saw them.

But enough about that. The plane had landed, the rental car had brought me to the house I grew up in and the time was 3:45. Kari would be home any minute, expecting an empty house (mom got a new job which turned Kari into a latchkey kid). Won't she be surprised.

Kari's car, a beater that had me thinking about everything from thermal breakdown to locking brakes soon as I saw it, pulled in the driveway less than five minutes after I had gotten there. I hid behind a chair and opened the front door. She opened it, looking confused and cautious. "He-...hello?" She sounded more than nervous, meaning the joke was over. I stood up and she dropped her bag. Kari vaulted effortlessly over the ottoman between us, landed against my chest and wrapped her arms and legs around me on impact. She's a light girl so it didn't hurt or anything, but it did knock me back against the wall. Thats ok, I thought. If she was that happy to see me, I could endure a non-painful push back. I put my arms around her and she rubbed her cheek on my shoulder and face affectionately.

"So," I said, soundly ludicrously casual considering. "How was your day?"

"Best of my life," she sighed.

To be continued...

 

Part two: I love my big brother!!

For as long as I've been alive, I've loved my big brother. What's that? "Every sister in the world says that," you say? Well, I'm a little different.

Matt, my brother, has always been so cool. He would show me all kinds of interesting things when we were kids, like the woods behind the elementary school I went to and this really cool view of the city from up on a hill. I think that was when my love became different from other little sisters'. What girl could help but melt and fall for the guy who showed her her first sunset while he held her hand? He taught me all the little things, too, like how to tie shoes and stuff. When some boy would pick on me, he always came to help me, like a superhero.

He was so amazing, I wanted to be just like him. Or I did when I was really young. But ever since I was like six, I didn't want to be him, I wanted to be with him. I wanted him to love me like I loved him, not just as a sister. It wouldn't happen, of course. I'm too realistic to think he would ever seriously date me, but as long as I could daydream, in one place at least, we were a couple.

When he told me and mom and dad that he was going to become an actor, I had absolute confidence he would succeed, though now I can't help but wonder if he would have stayed in this town with me if I hadn't said so. That didn't matter. I could never tell him something like that just so I could see him everyday. Acting was his happiness, and he needed to go after it.

I've never cried more than I did the day he left. Not after falling out of a tree, not when they shot Bambi's mother, not ever. I think it was because for those times, he was there for me and when he left, he wouldn't be anymore.

When Matt said he wanted to be an actor, what he meant was that he wanted to do voices in cartoons. And Matt, being the talented man he is, got jobs at two major studios his first year, something he says is a miracle in the business. I expected nothing less from him. The voices he used when he read to me were incredible. Even though the shows he's on aren't very funny, I never miss a minute of them and I even saved up to buy one on DVD. He thanked me for the seven cents he got from it.

Now, I don't care how much like monkeys you consider the boys around you, when you're a fourteen year old girl, you've got love and sex on your mind. I know I did. Not only that, you're interested in your new more mature body and you want a special man to be interested in it too, right? I'm a little embarrassed to tell you this, but when I got these glasses, I sent a pic to Matt and guess what he said? He said they looked cute on me! I guess I got excited because I sent him like twenty more pics and some of them were pretty R-rated. I didn't show him my boobs or anything, but pretty close in some of them. I can't believe I'm saying this in writing, but I kinda hoped he was jacking off to me. You can't imagine my disappointment when he only briefly mentioned how ''cute'' they all were.

Even if he wasn't ogling me, thinking about him doing it led me to my first sexual arousal, then my first time playing with myself. I thought about Matt, alone in his apartment looking through the pics I sent him, masturbating while imagining he was having sex with me. I wasn't entirely sure what a man's stuff looked like then, I'm still not really, but just the thought of him thinking that was too exciting not to act on. Dad came home before I could climax, though. Someone always does. Did they bug my room or what?

Today I had to go to a new school since someone torched the one I used to go to. Just when I was in a comfortable loner's niche, I have to re-establish myself as the girl who isn't interested in anyone there romantically. The day dragged and every single one of the teachers made me introduce myself. Apparently the boys in my classes have never seen a girl who was uncomfortable in front of so many people, because they either thought I was weak or adorable for blushing. Can't I just be shy when twenty or thirty people are gawking at me like anyone else? I have never been come on to more than I was today, and I may have only been more embarrassed when I sent Matt those glasses pics, but at least that felt good too. Today was just miserable. The only thing worse is knowing it'll happen again tomorrow and the next day and the next day and the next...ugh!

Where are you, Matt? I need you today.

My car, which I've affectionately started calling God's Gift to Mechanics, managed to get me home again, despite it's best efforts to die on me many, many times.

Oh my God. The door is open and mom and dad are at work. Plus they never leave the door hanging open like that. Maybe...uh, maybe they called an exterminator or something. I go in. I'm so scared. The only thing I've got to fight someone off with is my bookbag, and it isn't that heavy. I wish I was strong like Matt. If I was, I would never be afraid of anything. Matt, if you can hear me, please...

He heard me. Matt is here, in the house. He's really here! Everything but him is a blur and he's coming closer. It seems like it takes forever, but now I'm hanging on Matt, my big brother and he's hugging me back! I feel safe again. I feel so happy, it's like the rest of the day never happened!

"So, how was your day," he asks me.

With my cheek on him and with him holding me like he used to, it's the...

"Best of my life."

Eventually, I let my feet touch the floor and lean back to look at him (and to let him look at me, which he does!). I don't know how, but I managed to not kiss him right there. "How long are you going to stay this time," I ask him, hoping he'll say something like 'just long enough for you to pack because I want you to come live with me'.

"Why, are you sick of me already?"

"Of course not," I kinda gasp. "Can't you tell how happy I am you're here? Or do you need me to take my shirt off and show you how excited I am?" Oh my God, I just came on to my brother! I hope he says yes...

"Uh, no, that won't be necessary. I believe you." The way he stutters when he says it gives me hope. "I'll be here until Monday." Oh, I forgot to tell you. Today is Thursday. Which means I have three days plus tonight to convince him to stay with me or me to stay with him. And while I'm at it, I should find out if he's attracted to me. I'm sixteen now, so I'm legal, so if he is I can try to get him in bed without worrying about it being illegal.

Suddenly, I feel very wet.

 

Wow, I really liked the writing in these stories, and the fact that they were from two different perspectives. Real good job, keep it up

 

Part Three: My little sister loves me

Kari looks a little distracted since I told her I'd be here until Monday, so I ask her ''something on your mind". She opens her mouth to say something, turns beet-red and shakes her head. I shrug and hug her again. Her body is soft and smells feminine, so you can hardly blame me for keeping her close for a little longer than planned. She didn't mind. in fact, she looked a little unsatisfied that I'd let her go when I did.

We sat down on the couch. More accurately, I sat on the couch. Kari sat on my lap sideways. One of her breasts was right in front of my face, so close that, if I thought she wouldn't scream and slap me, I could have licked it without moving my head at all. Maybe she wouldn't. She did seem to be moving herself so that every few seconds, her closest breast would touch my face. It would be so easy to start sucking it...

No. She was my sister and if I tried that, she would hate me. I held myself back from what I was thinking about doing.

Kari and I caught up with each other until mom and dad came home, and I repeated the story for them, along with Kari's occasional "Isn't that cool?". My parents married at thirty, so by now they were old enough to be tired right after work and they went to sleep fairly soon. Then it was just Kari and I, which seemed to make her very happy. She turned on the TV to a digital music channel, an R&B channel. A song I hadn't heard before came on in which every other word was "kiss". Kari looked like she had something she wanted to say to me, but like she was stopping herself just before it got out. After the song ended, she let out an audible breath and looked at me.

"Big brother? What...what's it like to kiss someone?" She blurted it out. This must have been what she wanted to say before.

"You've kissed mom and dad, right?"

"Not like that," she said. "I mean a real kiss. The kind of kiss you used to give your girlfriends."

"Oh," I said, a little nervous. The way she was looking at me reminded me a lot of how a girl would look at me when she wanted taken. "Well, I really wouldn't know how to describe kissing a guy. You do like guys, I assume?"

She lay her hand on mine and said a very soft "yes". Her lips quivered slightly and her eyes were slowly closing. No mistaking it, this was a "kiss me" face. My sweet little sister wanted me to show her what a kiss was like, not just tell her. She continued in a very soft and pleading voice. "Will you give me my first kiss, big brother?"

I couldn't say no. My hand caressed the side of her face and our lips met. She tasted sweet, but felt shaky. Her skin felt burning hot on mine. I could feel the air coming in and out of her nose rapidly and in short, almost panicking breaths. I honestly couldn't tell if she was really turned on or afraid.

Surprisingly, she pulled back first. She was breathing hard and was looking at me like that kiss wasn't nearly enough. "I can't hold it in anymore, big brother! I love you! I don't mean like a sister, I love you like...like love-love!" As she finished saying this, she pulled her skirt up, her face darkening as more leg was revealed, until she was showing me her panties, white cotton and damp. "I need to tell you something else," she said as I could only stare at her face and then her panties. "I could always hear you having sex with your girlfriends, and I wanted it to be with me instead. I was too young to know exactly what was happening at the time, but I knew you were both being intimate together. I wanted to feel that way with you. I still want that, and I'm not a kid anymore. I want to have sex with you, Matt." No matter how obvious it had been made in the words that had led up to it, to hear her say "I want to have sex with you" was still a bit shocking. I hesitated and Kari cupped my hand in hers. "You've always been there for me. Please, be here for me now."

 

Part Four: My little sister/big brother lusts for me!

This was all so sudden. I had only been here a few hours and my sister was pleading with me for sex after asking me to kiss her. Her eyes were teetering between joy and tears, maybe so whatever I answered could be shown quicker.

"Please, be here for me now."

"Thats fighting dirty," I whispered as I kissed her again. This time, she was closer to calm. Her breathing started erratic like last time, but I kissed her long enough for her to even it out.

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My big brother was finally kissing me, and my wildest, best fantasies couldn't even try to compare! As the kiss went on, I felt less like a scared junior high girl and more like...well, like a woman. The kiss felt so natural and right. When I told my friend about the pics I'd sent Matt, she acted disgusted and said I was into incest. I'd never heard that word before, but it sounded like a bad thing. Well, I know what it means now, and she was wrong. It didn't feel dirty or wrong or like a sin. I love my brother and now it at least feels like he loves me too.

What could be wrong about that?

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Kari was becoming more active in the kiss, stroking my shoulders with small delicate hands and subtly moving forward so it took me by surprise to feel soft weight on my lap.

However, after a moment of kissing this way, she again separated our lips. "I want to show you these." She took a deep breath and lifted her top, showing her white cotton bra. Her breasts looked so soft, I wanted to reach up and free them from their cloth prison. Kari looked nervous.

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I looked down self-consciously at my chest. I wish I had bigger boobs. I wish I had known Matt was coming so I could have worn a sexier bra instead of this boring white one. It isn't even lacy or have designs on it or anything. He didn't like it, I knew it. He was staring at it, not saying anything.

Then he touched me! His hand came up slowly and he put it on one of my boobs! I gasped and I think my back might have arched a little, I'm not sure. I was too occupied with Matt's hand on me. It felt so strong, but was playing with me so gently.

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"Why hold back," I asked myself. Kari wanted this and I wasn't exactly against it myself. My hand touched her breast, which made her gasp and arch her back in a way that pressed it against my palm. She smiled and her hips started rocking very slightly. I don't think she even realized she was doing it, but I sure as hell did. Feeling her wet and getting wetter panties moving back and forth on my dick under my pants was impossible to ignore.

My free hand slid up her back to the hooks of her bra. Even I was surprised at how fast they came undone and her bra fell halfway off of her body. She made no effort at all to catch it and in fact pulled it off the rest of the way.

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I suddenly became aware that I had started moving my hips when I felt something moving under me. At first I couldn't tell what it was, but it dawned on me soon enough.

My hips were grinding on my brother's lap and it was giving him an erection! He likes it! I was so happy, but before I could do anything with it, his fingers went up my back, making me shiver in pleasure. Suddenly my bra was loose. He must have undone it while I was shivering. I was so glad to be rid of the ugly thing, I shucked it off without thinking that now he could see my boobs.

I sat on him perfectly still as I waited for what he would do next. I gasped and this time I know I arched my back when he kissed my nipple and then started sucking on it! I heard myself moan quietly.

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I took Kari's breast between my lips and used them and my tongue to stimulate it. She responded with a soft moan and by pushing it against my face more. She became more and more vocal, moaning at first, then gasping and finally using words.

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It felt so amazing! I tried for maybe five minutes to tell him how much I loved it, and even after that all I could say was "yes...yes...I love it...oh, big brother!"

Once the words started, they came out easy. Maybe too easy. I started telling him how I loved him and always looked up to him and things like that, which was fine. But then, I said something I didn't plan on saying.

"Oh, big brother...let your little sister suck you too."

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I stopped tasting her breasts and pulled my head back. Hearing her say that made me almost fully hard and I know she felt it from her gasp and smile. Kari climbed off my lap and got down on the floor in front of me. Very gently, or maybe nervously, she unzipped my pants and was utterly stunned when my mostly hard cock sprung out.

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His thing was huge! I looked it up and down in amazement. "D-do I...what do I do?"

"Huh?"

"To...suck it..."

He told me to wrap my lips around it and move my head a certain way, which I did. His response was both immediate and, from the sound of it, overwhelmingly good! That made me confident in what I was doing, and I took more of it into my mouth. I felt so proud to be pleasuring him so much. I felt something tickle my panties in a very nice way and soon I was making the same sounds as Matt.

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Kari was surprisingly good at sucking dick for having only moments ago asked how to do it. She made me feel so good, I couldn't keep all the pleasure for myself. Unfortunately, from where I was, all I could do was rub her with my big toe, but she loved it. She moved herself around until she found a spot that felt the best (I knew it was her clit, but I don't think she knew it, since she had to search for it) and ground on it, moaning and breathing hard through her nose as she sucked me faster and deeper.

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I love sucking my big brother's thing, but I loved his toe on me even more! There was this little kinda thing that when his toe touched it, I felt like I did just before mom or dad got home and stopped me from finishing my fantasy. The pleasure was immense, almost too much to handle! I was glad I had "something" in my mouth to keep me from being too loud.

My whole body started to feel strange, like being nervous, but in a good way! My pussy was moving on it's own and...I......felt......ohmygod...!!!

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Kari felt like she was gasping, moaning and screaming all at the same time. From how wet her panties got and how fast they got that way, I realized that she was cumming. She played with her breasts to heighten the pleasure, and the sight and feelings were making me not so far behind with my own orgasm.

"I'm...oh, fuck...!!...Kari, I'm gonna cum....!!"

"What?"

"I'm gonna ejaculate!"

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"Oh." I must have been good at sucking him because he was about to climax too! That meant he was going to shoot sperm out, didn't it? What was I going to do with it? What could I do with it to prove I wanted to be his forever, not just tonight?

Then I knew.

I sucked him again, bracing myself for what was coming.

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Her reaction proved beyond a doubt that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. Just the idea of shooting my load into my little sister's mouth, and it being her preference, made it happen.

I threw my head back and then forced it forward so I could watch Kari's face and breasts as I came hard in her mouth. It shocked her at first, but her eyes closed halfway and she sucked me some more to get it all out. If I weren't so short-sighted, I would have tried to hold some back for another round, but instead I gave her all I had to give. It felt like a pint.

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Matt groaned and then something started shooting out hard into my mouth. I thought he was peeing at first, but once I realized I'd made him climax, I just wanted more. It felt like there was a pint of it and that wasn't enough. It tasted vaguely of....something sweet and familiar, but I couldn't picture it. But the taste wasn't important. What mattered to me was that the hot fluid he was giving me was undeniable proof that I had had a form of sex with him and that he had enjoyed it!

Besides, I loved it! There was something so...profoundly good about my big brother ejaculating in my mouth, I knew I needed him to do it again and again and again! Even as he ejaculated now, I kept trying to get more out of him. For a long time, he gave me what I wanted, what I had only just had for the first time but was instantly addicted to. I swallowed every gush eagerly, hoping there would be two gushes to replace it. He didn't ask me to, but he didn't need to. I wanted to swallow it.

But, like all good things, it ended. He stopped shooting it, then stopped oozing it and dripping it. He was out of sperm, or close to it. I gulped down the last of it, crawled up next to him and lay my head on his chest.

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Seeing Kari swallow my cum in big gulps without me asking her to just made more come out of me, which she seemed more than happy to receive.

Once I gave her all of it, she wiped her mouth and sat next to me with her head on my chest. I held her and she hugged me.

"I love you, big brother."

"I love you too, little sister."

"Will you take me tomorrow?"

"Take you as in....take you?"

"Mm-hmm. Take me to bed and make love to me."

"Is that really what you want?"

"More than anything in the world." She kissed my cheek.

"Yes. If you still want that tomorrow night, I'll make love to you."

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I was ecstatic! He promised he would, and my big brother never breaks his promises! I kissed him and cuddled with him until I fell asleep.

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Kari fell asleep on me, which was very nice. I always enjoyed cuddling with girls after sex, and would have liked to fall asleep with her, but mom or dad would be down before we woke up, and if they caught Kari topless and me with my dick out, it would be very very bad.

I got me and Kari's naughty bits covered up (Kari sighed and smiled as I dressed her, muttering "Matt..." in her sleep. God, she's cute!) and let myself drift into sleep with her.


To be continued...

 

nice story !

 

not to bad

 

mmm that was so good. i wish me and my older sister did stuff like that (shes hot)

 

love it!

o i love this, please keep it coming

 

I enjoyed all of the story so far, very good writing in my opinion.

 

Bookmarked! Nice story, beautifully written. The way I want to write whenever I get around to finally telling MY story...from different viewpoints. Thank you for such an awesome story.

 

Nice thx.

Here internet found. Free stories.

 

amazing keep going

 

Part Five: My big brother loves me...unconventionally!!

I wish school would end. Not like I want the day to be over, I wish it would just end, forever. If I didn't have to go to school today, I could be with my big brother right now instead of ten idiots eye-raping me and one boring guy telling us about why natural camouflage is a good thing. I don't know how this guy can take up an hour saying "because it makes predators unable to see and eat them", but right now the bigger question is why he's doing that. This isn't a remedial school, for God's sake!

It's ok, though. I'm not even there. I'm not sitting in that classroom in a school that didn't think buying an AC was a wise investment. The guy who sits in front of me isn't dropping his pencil every ten seconds to try to look up my skirt, and if he is, so what? That's some other girl, not me. I'm not there.

I'm at home, in bed wrapped up safe in Matt's arms, still breathing hard from our most recent session. I was kissing him and moving my hips around so his sperm didn't leak out of me. I don't want a baby, not even Matt's, but knowing that something that was a part of him is inside me made me so...mmm. I hope nobody notices how red that girl in class is getting.

FINALLY, it's 3:30 and I'm out of the room before the bell stops ringing. A teacher tries to tell me about homework over the weekend, but I don't have time for that. My weekend is spoken for. I'm one of the first to the parking lot and the third one out of it. I wonder if the first two were going home to lose their virginity to their brothers too. For a second, I start to wonder just how many people in my school, new old or future, have or would have sex with family. Whatever. I was going to, and everyone else was just a distraction.

Mom got home from work early, so I couldn't suck Matt again before she got back. I was disappointed dad came home and she told me the news.

"Kari."

"Yes, mom," I answered.

"Your father and I have to meet a client of his tonight, so we'll be gone for most of tonight. You and Matt hold down the fort and keep each other company while we're away." The look dad gave mom told me everything. There probably was a client, but after the meeting was over, they weren't coming home. They were probably going to get drunk, check into a cheap hotel and...well, I don't have to finish that, do I? The disgust at knowing they would soon be having sex was immediately eclipsed by the knowledge that Matt and I would be doing the same thing as soon as they left. They had no idea just what kind of company we'd be keeping each other. At least, I really hoped not. I smiled and said we'd keep the house standing.

They finally left and as soon as the car pulled away, I hugged Matt.

"Wanna go upstairs or should we just do it right here on the couch," I asked. Matt smiled.

"Actually, I have another idea." I frowned. "Don't worry, I'm not taking back what I said last night." The smile came back, but his faded into a nervous kinda tight-mouth thing. It took a little time, but eventually he told me that he wanted to take a shower with me, which was only my second biggest fantasy ever! Needless to say, I eagerly agreed. We both went upstairs, practically running.

We got into the bathroom, and by now, I am SO nervous! Matt can tell, I think, so he starts getting undressed first. He is, beyond a doubt, the single sexiest man I've ever seen and I can feel myself get a little wet as I see his bare chest. I can't, and don't resist running a finger down it and he looks fine with that.

I planned ahead today! Unlike yesterday, when I got dressed this morning, I put on a different bra from what I usually wore. White cotton? Thats for schoolgirls! I was wearing pink silk, with just enough of my boobs covered to still be called a bra. Matt's jaw dropped, but his thing started rising! Seeing it that way, I just wanted to throw myself on the floor and start sucking him again, but I held myself back. If I made him..."cum", he called it?...if I made him do that, he couldn't have made love to me for a while, and I was in no mood to wait! Matt got the other part of my surprise from this morning when I took off my (matching pink silk) panties. Ever since I got my bush, I never really did anything with it. What was the point? Nobody but me would see it and I didn't care if it was fuzzy. But today, fuzzy wouldn't work.

"You...," Matt started, completely in shock. "You shave!?"

I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him a light kiss on his cheek. "Just for you, big brother," I whispered. I felt so unbelievably sexy!

Matt dropped his pants and boxers, and the penis I had sucked maybe eighteen hours ago sprung out. It almost looked like a REALLY big worm was staring at me. I'm amazed I kept myself from sucking him again. I really wanted to! Instead, I got in the shower and turned on the water. This was part of my shower fantasy: to watch Matt watching me get wet and touching myself. My hands ran over my skin as the water made me feel slick and easy to move across. I noticed my breasts seemed to glisten and the slight coldness of the water made my nipples stand up a little more. Even I couldn't keep my hands off of them, imagine when Matt comes in!

He did exactly that only a minute later. I wanted to give him more show, but hey, if he wanted me, that was just fine by me. He held me and kissed me and caressed me (oh my God, his hands felt so good!), and I did the same for him. As I was licking his ear, I whispered urgently "This was one of my favorite ways when I imagined us doing it together." He stopped kissing my neck and looked at me.

"What was first," he asked. I said "hmm?" "Your favorite way for us to have sex," he repeated. "What was it?"

"My favorite was on my bed, with you taking me very slowly and lovingly. But the shower was amazing too." Something about what I said made him lose his enthusiasm. "What is it?"

"Its nothing. I just...you only get one first time, and I want yours to be as perfect for you as it can be."

"It will be, because it'll be with you."

"But it could be more perfect. If you want to lose your virginity in your bed, then that's where I want you to lose it."

"The shower is fine."

"But not perfect."

We both hesitated. I wanted him so badly and I could tell he wanted me too. "So," I finally said. "What do we do now? I still want you in the shower." Then it came to me. He could screw me in the shower now and still take my virginity later! I kissed the tip of his nose and grinned. He looked confused as I let him go and turned around. I put my palms on the wall and stuck my hips out toward him.

 

Part Six: I love my little sister's ass!

Kari faced the wall and stuck her butt out. What was she planning? Did she want me to ignore her real desire and do her here, despite what she really wanted? Maybe she wanted this more right now. I knew it wasn't really what she wanted, but you'd have to be a monk to not give in at that moment. Kari had such a pretty pussy. Light pink and looked untouched. I couldn't help myself; I grabbed her butt lightly and rubbed the head of my dick against her slit.

Kari gasped and looked back with the most beautiful look of horny innocence I or probably anyone else had ever seen. "Not there," she whispered, barely louder than the water. She shifted her hips down so that....

And then I knew. Kari had an idea that would make us both very happy. Vaginal sex later, anal sex now. And from the wanting in her eyes, she meant anal sex now!

I rubbed my dick against her slit a little more. "What are you doing, big brother?"

"Just getting it slick so it won't hurt you." The answer satisfied her and her eyes filled with desire, replacing the uncertainty that was there before.

I could tell I was well-lubed, and that now was the time. I moved my dick up and poked her tight hole with the very tip. Kari winced, then moaned. "Put it in, big brother...! Put it in! Hurry!" The lust in her voice was almost tangible.

Very slowly, very gently and making sure to listen to her voice, I slid my cock up her ass. She squealed in pain and pleasure as I stayed still. Her breathing was heavy and strained as her insides slowly got used to the new object. She felt so incredibly good! Kari's ass was tight and slick, yet slightly yielding. The cheeks felt soft against my cock as it moved in, and I could feel her pussy, very slightly, on my balls when I was fully inside her.

"Does it hurt," I asked with brotherly concern.

She shook her head, obviously lying. "It...feels good." That one sounded honest. "Please...start moving..." My dick slowly backed out as Kari again groaned.

The pace started with going in, waiting, sliding almost out, waiting. I wanted her to get used to this before really going for it. She moaned and whimpered, hurt but enjoying herself somehow. Before long, there was no more pain in her voice. The moans and whimpers were nothing but pleasure by the time her hips started moving back against me, taking more of me into herself.

Kari's butt loosened a little, allowing me to move easier. She took one hand off the wall and used it to fondle her left breast before my hand played with the right. Her moans got a lot louder when I focused on her nipple, tweaking it and teasing it. Before long, the sex was getting fast and hard, and at least half of the intensity came from Kari pushing her ass back to meet my thrusts. Wet slapping sounds echoed in the small room as she threw her head back and screamed. I stopped when her scream ended.

"Kari...did you just have an orgasm?"

"Don't stop, big brother! Yes, I did! I had an orgasm from you fucking me up the ass! How about you, big brother? Are you gonna cum soon?"

The question as much as her butt brought me close. "Yes..!"

"Do it for me, big brother! Cum for me! Oh my God, PLEASe cum for me!!" The words were wet with lust, a lust I'd never heard from anyone else. Even my ex-girlfriends never begged me to cum for them.

"Where," I managed to grunt.

The lust had taken her over, because now she was on the verge of babbling. "Yes...yes....gonna cum for me...Matt's gonna cum for me....I can't wait for it...cum for me quick, please!"

"Where?!" Time was quickly running out.

Kari didn't answer, instead she pulled her hips forward until I wasn't inside her anymore and got down on her knees in front of me. She took a second to wash my cock off, then started sucking it fast. Her soft lips were too much. I'm pretty sure I yelled "I'm fucking cumming!!", but I was becoming light-headed so I'm not sure. I looked down and what I saw kept me from passing out of pleasure, just so I wouldn't miss it. Kari pulled her mouth away and rubbed my cock with her cute little tits until I couldn't take anymore. The first shot came out like it was shot out of a canon, landing on her pretty face and running down to her lips by the time the second and third were covering her breasts with the pearly liquid. The fourth and fifth regained strength and they too landed on her nose and mouth. AFter that, a few squirts hit her chest and boobs. I was sure that was all, but Kari grabbed it and jerked me off fast, almost too fast, and looked up at me with a face of cum-covered innocence. "More," she said, pleading like an addict for just one more hit. "More, please!" I'm pretty sure it was a second orgasm and not an extension of the first, because I shot out even more than I had initially, almost all of it with enough force to splatter on her overjoyed face and drip down onto her tits.

She continued stroking, licking, sucking and rubbing me, all the time smiling and pleading for just a little more cum. She got it as small gushes at first, but soon, I couldn't give her any more because I just didn't have it. From the look of her, having my cum on her made her exceedingly happy. She didn't even want to wash it off until we had both started to calm down and even then, she was more rubbing it into her skin than scrubbing it off. However, she did make sure to wash it off her lips so she could kiss me and not make me think about....that.

"I love your sperm, big brother," she confessed when she broke the kiss. "Promise me I can have some more everyday you can, okay?"

"I think I can do that for you." She kissed my cheek.

"thank you. But....does this mean you can't cum again for a while?"

"I'm afraid so." She looked sad, but cheered up somewhat.

"Then I'll just have to wait a little longer to feel it inside me."

 

Haha, wow, that is an amazing story.

 

For the love of god, dont stop writeing this story! This may be one of the single greatest pieces of smut literature iv ever had the blessing of reading.

Could have been a little more descriptive with the anal though, just a little constructive criticisim. End'd too fast

Great freakin story!!!

 

Thanks. I'm glad people seem to be enjoying it. But I have to stop, and fairly soon. I have it planned out as eight parts. But thats just this story, I'm sure I can come up with a couple more.

I would have liked it to go on too, but I've never fucked an ass, so I couldn't describe it that well. I thought it better to be brief than inaccurate.

Again, thanks.

 

Part Seven: My little sister/big brother shows her/his love!/!!

After Matt and I went to bed (separately, so if mom and dad came back they wouldn't catch us), I couldn't sleep. My ass hurt a little, for one, but more than that, I just kept thinking about tomorrow. Matt and I were going to make love! After a long time of waiting and wanting it, it was finally going to happen. I looked at the clock, which said "2:27 AM". It felt like five in the afternoon. I wasn't ready to go to sleep, I wanted to have some more fun with my brother! But he didn't have any more sperm for me for tonight, so I just lay there, looking up at the ceiling and remembering.

I never imagined anal sex would feel like that! It was a little painful, but at the same time felt good. Good enough to make me climax, at least! That one took me by surprise. My first orgasm ever brought to completion was from anal sex with my brother! It sounded so dirty to say it to myself, but it was true. I loved it and displayed it in the most physical way I knew how. And he came too! He came so much! I wondered if he would cum that much when we had sex. And would he cum inside me? I wanted him to, but I was a little worried about getting pregnant. Not even for myself, but if it got out that he had knocked up his sister, Matt's career would be over.

I looked at the clock, which said "2:43 AM" now. I wish I would go to sleep so I could wake up and have sex with Matt already.
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Morning came slowly, the sun finding me considering what I had done. Whether she was beautiful and willing, hell eager, or not, Kari was my sister. My baby sister, no less.

And I had just butt-fucked her and came all over her body. No matter how many times I reminded myself we were siblings, images of the shower made my dick twitch.

By the time I checked the clock and the clock showed me "5:53 AM", I was more or less okay with it. Sometime today, I would deflower Kari, and that was just fine.

Mom and dad came back early the next morning, just in time to stop me from knocking on Kari's door. Since I had realized it was ok, but that it wouldn't happen right now, I closed my eyes and came as close to sleeping as I was going to that night.
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Matt was still asleep when I went downstairs and found mom and dad hugging each other and laughing playfully. I knew how they felt. If they weren't here, I'd like to be doing that with a certain someone myself.

"Your brother is sleeping late, isn't he? Thats not like him," mom noted. How I managed to hold back my knowing smile, I'll never know.

The day went on and eventually, Matt got up. He didn't look well-rested and I wondered if he had had the same kinda night I did. Anyway, most of the day was uninteresting, but that night changed my life.
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Mom and dad went to bed late that night, later than me or Kari. She told me she hadn't slept much last night, but she would be up later. I went to bed but not to sleep. I was far too excited. As soon as I heard two sets of heavy sleep-breathing, I crept out of my room and up to Kari's.

I knocked.

"Yes," came a soft, nervous sounding reply.

"It's me."

"Come on in." I did, finding a dimly-lit room, almost exactly as I remembered it being. Full of pink, soft things like teddy bears and good sheets. And Kari, of course. She too was pinkish and very soft. She sat up, letting the covers fall to reveal her body from the waist up, covered by a white teddy that might as well have been on the floor already for all it covered. Not a complaint, just an observation. She crooked her finger to beckon me over, which I did with the same kind of nervousness I had the first time I had sex with any girl. It only took her until her bedsprings stopped their slight squeak before she threw her arms around me and kissed me like we hadn't seen each other in twenty years.

"Miss me," I quipped. God, I wish I was more clever.

"Bad," she said in a desperate whisper, breaking the kiss only just long enough to say most of it. I had to assume the "d". "I don't want to wait," she said, pulling the teddy up. "I want you now!"
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I wanted him so badly, I could barely see straight! My nightie was already half off when he touched my hand and got me to let it go, which I did and it fell back down. Oh, no, was he going to say no?

Quite the opposite, it turns out. He rolled over so I was on my back with him on top of me (so hot!) and kissed my neck. I moaned and told him how much I loved it, anticipating him sliding into me as he did it. But he didn't slide into me. He kept kissing me, which I really liked, but...

"Matt? Aren't we going to..." He kissed me and I shut up. He was working toward something, and I had every confidence it would be very, very good. He kissed all the way down my body, moving down as he did, until his head was between my legs.

"This is thanks for the other night," he whispered and something happened that would have blown everything if I hadn't put a pillow over my mouth at the right second. He licked me down there and I practically screamed! He licked me again and again and I thought I was going crazy! I took my nightie off so I could play with my boobs while he did it. Matt found this thing on my pussy that when he licked it, it almost felt like last night when I climaxed. If he kept this up, I would do it again before he even put it in me!

"I'm going to have my orgasm, Matt...! I...oh, God...I want to have it with you inside me!"

"You will. But I want to taste this time." That was it, man! It felt like my entire body was exploding and imploding rapidly as Matt licked me with even more passion. He was tasting me, and he liked it!

When the feeling started to subside, I breathed hard and wiped a little sweat off my forehead. When I opened my eyes from that, I found Matt looking down at me from on top, like he was before. I wanted him. I wanted sex! "Do it," I whimpered.

"This is going to hurt a little. Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes! I want it. But...be gentle with me...?"

Matt held my hand, lacing his fingers in mine (I melted like the time on the hill all over again), then he kissed me and....

"...ah..!"
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I went into her slowly, gently. I felt a barrier a little ways in, and knew from both sex ed class and experience that this was her hymen.

She gasped and held onto me with one arm as I pushed past it. I could feel her biting her lip.

"Are you alright," I asked.

She nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Should I stop?"

"no. just go easy." I pushed in all the way, which made Kari gasp again. This time was different. If you're listening, you can tell whether someone is smiling or not when they gasp. This time was definitely a smile. I held still for a moment so she could get used to me before moving in and out slowly.

To this day, I'm amazed I was able to fuck a pussy as tight as hers. That she was so wet when I started helped a lot, but it still took a little more effort than with my ex's. Even so, her pussy seemed more than happy to have my dick in it. It gave me enough juice to keep slipping in and out and more importantly to keep Kari's moans going toward pleasure. They soon reached the point where there was no pain in them, only good feelings.
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I'm not gonna lie, losing my cherry hurt. It hurt like a mother for a minute or two. But I'd lose it again for the pleasure I got from him. I felt myself stretching to let him in. He felt so huge in my little pussy! It went from feeling like being torn apart to feeling whole. Complete. Like his dick was the missing piece of me and now it was home, where it belonged.

My hips moved on their own, but I was thankful they did. To feel him thrusting was nice, but for us both to be was absolute Heaven! Neither of us was being too forceful, which I appreciated, but we both moved like we meant it. I kneaded one of my boobs and Matt bent down and tickled the other with his tongue. That climax sensation was starting to well up in me again...

I couldn't say why I did what I did, but I did. I grabbed Matt around his shoulders and kinda rolled us both over so that I was on top now. He looked surprised but anything but mad.
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My little sister did a serious reversal, putting herself on top of me. To be honest, I was a little shocked by it. Unhappy, no, but I wasn't expecting it. Even if I had been unhappy, I couldn't have stayed that way when she started rocking her hips. Her moist pussy slipped along the length of my dick and somehow, it might have felt a little nicer this way. And I couldn't resist pulling her down so I could suck her tits like I was trying to get her to get milk out of her. She squealed and moved her hips faster.

"Are you close to cumming, big brother?"

"...not really," I lied. I wasn't on the verge, but I saw cumming in my very near future.

"Good. I want you to be on top when you cum for me. But for now, I want to enjoy this." She moaned and changed her movements from fast and short to slow and long, almost getting me out of her before letting me back in all the way to my balls. I groaned and tried not to empty my balls in her right then. She wasn't making it easy for me, especially since I could tell she was nearing orgasm since a little before she started riding me.

"What about you," I asked.

"I'm close...!!! But...not yet..!!"

"It's alright, just let it go."

"No! I want us to cum together!"
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Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but having simultaneous orgasm with my big brother after he took my innocence was like the top fantasy I'd ever had. Every time I thought about us in my bed, thats how it ended. Well, not ended-ended, but thats what happened when he came. It was tough holding it back, but I wasn't letting myself climax until I felt the first squirt from him. It looked like I wouldn't wait long, because Matt flipped me back onto my back in maybe two minutes and started thrusting a little bit harder.

"You're cumming," I asked with some hopefulness. He nodded, I smiled. "Will you do it inside me?"

"I shouldn't..."

"Please? For me?" I knew that would convince him. You don't spend sixteen years as an adorable little sister without learning how to pull a heartstring or two. He didn't answer, but he didn't stop either. I smiled in anticipation.
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Such a dirty trick to ask me to do it "for me". She knew I would have to do it now.

I groaned as my balls, my cock and my entire body tightened. I held it back to build up a little pressure and finally shoved it into her all the way.

Thick globs of cum burst out of my cock and into my sweet baby sister's pussy, firing rapidly. She screamed and came along with me, her pussy muscles coaxing and pulling out all the cum it could hold and then some. Her legs pulled me closer as well as deeper, as her arm went around me. It didn't feel like I was bustin' a load inside some cut girl; it was more. It felt...intimate.

It felt like love.

Finally, the cum stopped flowing from both of us and I rolled over next to her. She embraced me and kissed my cheek and I put my arm under and around her. No words were needed. We simply lay there, stroking each other until we fell asleep.

From when I first held it to when we fell asleep, she never let go of my hand.
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I could tell that he was about to cum. My eyes begged for it almost as much as my pussy. Then, after what felt like weeks, he gave it to me. That first hard spray of hot sperm triggered my orgasm immediately!

My dream was coming true!

I could feel it gushing and pouring and blasting inside me as it filled me up completely. I shivered in ecstasy as his cum, having filled my pussy to overflowing, dripped down my butt crack, teasing my hole.

I've never felt as close to him as I did when he came inside me. I felt so much love and even reverence for him that I almost wanted to have a baby with him. It sounds selfish and messed up, but it was just that kind of moment. I wanted to scream for more cum, beg him to keep f-fucking (I still blush a little when I say that word. How lame am I?) me and all sorts of sexy, naughty things, but they didn't seem right. This wasn't being...f-fucked, it was love-making. It was tender and beautiful. It was intimate. Maybe I was the only one who thought so, but I did. I loved him, more at that moment than ever before.

Too soon for me, we both stopped our climaxes (we stopped at the same time too!), and he collapsed onto my bed next to me. i didn't say a word, I just hugged him and enjoyed him holding me as my eyes told him how much I loved him.

I never let go of his hand, and I hope I never do.

 

EMPRESS RATED 10.0++
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