Big Sister ..
It is unfortunate that more boys don’t have a big sister
like I had to help them through puberty. I mean that’s a
tough time for everyone. But I had my sister and am I ever
grateful I did.
We have always been close even though she is three years
older than me. There were some rough times in our relation-
ship when she was between 12 and 14 but even then, I sensed
that she really would come through in a pinch, if it came to
that. So by the time I was 12 and beginning to grow in all
sorts of ways that I hadn’t expected, Jo was there to help
You see, Jo had a way of getting me to talk about whatever
was troubling me. Even when I felt embarrassed, she would be
able to throw her arm around me and after beating around the
bush, I would finally tell her the problem. What made it
impossible for me to hide anything from her was that she was
always so open with me. She would not only tell me every-
thing that was bothering her but she also seemed to have
absolutely no immodesty around me. I mean, I was in her room
once talking about some of the things happening around
school when she began changing her clothes. I was certainly
aware this was just my sister but I was also aware that most
of my friends would have given anything to witness the show
I got during the next few minutes. Keeping up her side of
the conversation, she proceeded to strip down to her bra and
panties. I had seen her this way many times so I wasn’t
particularly shocked. But she continued to undress, slipping
off her bra and tossing it on the bed.
“Tell me, Brother, do you think I have a chance to catch a
boy with these boobs?”
I mean, what could I say. About the size and shape of
grape fruit halves, there were these two gorgeous knockers
in front of my eyes. I felt my penis stiffening involun-
tarily. “Uh, Sis,” I murmured, “don’t you think I’m a little
too young for this?
“Huh? Oh, my tits you mean. Are you getting a hardon? Do
I make you horny? Maybe, there’s a chance for me, after all.
Hey, its been a while since we played show and tell. I’ll
show you mine if you’ll show me yours. How about it?”
Without really waiting for me to reply, Sis slipped her
panties off. With her hands on her hips she looked at me,
full on letting me see everything she had. I really couldn’t
tell what I should look at. Breasts were at that time in my
life the most exciting “forbidden fruit” but that patch of
curly hair at the base of her tummy fascinated me, too. I
was just beginning to get some growth of hair down there but
it looked like nothing compared to hers. And the last time I
had seen her crotch it was sparsely covered as mine.
“Come on, Bobby,” she coaxed. “Get naked. I’m feeling
horny and nasty and you know what happened the last time I
felt that way.” I remembered with a shudder. We had been
several years younger then but I still could clearly
remember giving each other enemas and then rubbing lotion
all over each other. It had been quite an experience.
Sis began rubbing her tits with one hand and her furry
mound with the other. I decided there was really no way out
so I proceeded to undress as modestly as I knew how
considering the circumstances. I tried to hide my very erect
cock but Sis insisted that I let her see everything.
Without warning, she dropped to her knees and kissed the
head of my cock tenderly. “Why, Bobby, you’ve grown so
nicely! Why have you been hiding this from me, you naughty
She had her hand around my balls so I didn’t dare even
move but I felt like crawling into a hole. How could my
sister do this to me? After kissing my prick, she began
drooling over it, literally. She slobbered on it then sucked
it into her mouth to lick away the slobber. She kissed down
one side, then nibbled up the other. She sucked and
swallowed as she slid onto my cock until her nose pushed
into my tummy. The pleasure was making me delirious but at
the same time I felt embarrassed for my sister. After all,
all my friends used the term “cocksucker” derisively.
I stopped worrying about what my sister would be called
and began REALLY worrying about what was about to happen. I
was getting this strange feeling in my crotch that I had
never felt before. If I tried to relax it felt like I was
going to pee. And when I tried t o tighten up so that
wouldn’t happen it felt like I had built a dam and pressure
was rapidly building up behind it. The pressure was now so
high that I couldn’t relax and yet it seemed like any minute
now, the dam would burst. I felt severe panic along with all
the wonderful feelings Sis was giving me.
Suddenly, I knew it was all over. My cock began jerking
uncontrollably and white, sticky fluid began squirting out
with each jerk. I could no more stop the spurts than I could
stop a sneeze. It was a wonderful feeling but so strange.
I got a big gob in Sis’s hair and down one side of her face
before she got my dick back in her mouth. After that, she
seemed to suck it like it was a straw leading to her
favorite soda. When my jerking subsided to an occasional
throb, Sis slid my cock out and kissed the end, letting me
see the white stuff ooze out with each throb. She didn’t try
to lick all the stuff off, preferring to let it drip down
her chin and onto her breasts. Later she rubbed it in there.
“Okay, now its your turn to look at mine,” Sis exclaimed.
Laying back on her bed, she brought her feet up beside her
hips and, in the process, spread her thighs wide. I could
now see that there was a lot more to see than I had
remembered. At the point where her pubic hair became
thinner, a moist pink button stood. Beneath that was a
darker pink area, roughly oval in shape, that seemed almost
to be moving.
“Come on, Brother, I want you to pet my pussy!” As if to
give me instruction about what I should be doing, Sis began
to run a finger over that little pink button, while she
massaged her breasts with her other hand. I was curious
enough. I knew that she was supposed to have a hole down
there but I couldn’t see a hole, certainly not one big
enough to put a finger into, much less a cock. But this
was my chance to explore so I lay down on my stomach between
Sis’s feet and began feeling this strange area.
Her pubic hair was soft but kinky, the curls being thick
and tight. Still, it was a soothing feeling running my
fingers through h those curls. While doing that, I gently
nudged the pink button, wondering what it was. I didn’t
remember seeing anything like it the last time we had
examined each other a few years back. Sis asked me to kiss
it for her.
It seemed like a gross thing to do but after what she had
done for me I figured that I wouldn’t look any sillier than
she had. I kissed it and as I did so I smelled the fragrance
of her pubic hair. I decided to kiss it again so I could
bury my nose in that hair. What a delight!
Not being satisfied with my investigations yet, I pulled
back and began moving my finger under the button. The oval
patch glistened with moisture and my finger slid easily down
and around the area. Giving it slight pressure, it slid into
the center and disappeared up to my knuckle. I could tell it
was even wetter and warmer inside. I tried two fingers, then
three, feeling this mysterious cave become tighter and
tighter each try. With my three fingers deep inside of her,
Sis moaned, “Please don’t try to put your whole arm inside
of me. It isn’t designed for that.”
“What is it designed for?” I asked stupidly.
“A cock, silly. A big, stiff cock. But tongues are nice,
too. See how far you can put your tongue in. Please.” God,
I thought, next she’ll be wanting me to lick her ass. But
when I pulled my fingers out and smelled and then tasted
them, there seemed to be nothing offensive. Funky maybe,
but not offensive. So I placed my open mouth on this strange
area and proceeded to lick my way in. In all honesty it
wasn’t doing anything for me, but Sis was fit to be tied.
She began moaning and jerking like I had done earlier and
when I tried to pull back, she wrapped her thighs around my
head preventing any escape. In fact, she almost prevented
Soon, she was laying back, panting for breath, while tell-
ing me that I had been wonderful. For that, she said, I
should get a special reward. She would let me put my cock
inside her for two minutes but I mustn’t squirt any sperm
there. I agreed that I would pull out if I needed to. She
slid over to the side of the bed and directed my cock
between her legs. As soon as my cock slipped into her, I
knew I couldn’t make it two minutes.
I tried staying perfectly still but Sis’s cunt seemed to be
milking me. When I knew I couldn’t take it any longer, I
pulled back. The increased friction of my pulling out put me
over the top. My cock flipped up and began squirting with
nothing holding it in place. Sis pulled me closer to her so
that my cock lay on her pubic hair and squirted up onto her
My balls dangled past her button. I had made it maybe 30
As much pleasure as we both had , I was surprised when I
tried the next week to re-enact this little escapade and Sis
would have none of it. Instead, she suggested that I take
matters into my own hands, “jerk off” she called it. Not
having any idea what she was talking about, I thought maybe
she was trying to call me a jerk for talking to her like
I guess she must have seen my expression because she then
said, “You do know how to beat your meat, don’t you?”
“Beat your meat. Pound your pud. Masturbate, kid.”
“I’ve heard of that last word but I don’t know just what
“Okay. I’ll have to believe you. Drop your pants and
stand in front of the mirror. I’ll show you.”
“Aren’t you going to undress, too?”
“Hell, no. Now get moving.”
I mean, what choice did I have? But undressing in front
of her had the expected effect on me. By the time I was
stark naked I had a boner that wouldn’t quit. Sis was rather
gruff with me and wouldn’t let me hide it in any way.I don’t
know why I even tried.
“Now,” she said, “grab your cock about halfway down with
you thumb and two fingers. Hold it tight enough that you can
move the loose skin around your dick back and forth while
feeling the hard muscle underneath. Try it now. That’s it.
Start slowly. Pull the skin forward until your fingers
almost slide off the tip of your cock. Now pull it back
until your piss hole opens wide. That’s it. Back and forth.
Back and forth.”
It felt grand. I couldn’t figure out why I hadn’t learned
about this before. Pretty soon I felt the pressure build up
like I needed to pee and the more I held back the more the
pressure built up. But I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t relax
“Okay, Bobby! Your balls are getting tighter. You’re
about ready to shoot your load. Hold back as long as you
can but keep pumping. Now is when you get the best feelings.
Put your other hand underneath your balls and play with
them. Doesn’t that feel good? Keep it up. Faster now.
Just then I lost it. I don’t remember much for the next
couple of minutes except that the feeling was wonderful. I
splattered my sperm all over the mirror as it came out in
great big gobs. I got some on my hand as I was still pumping
my cock and the lubrication gave me even more sensational
feelings. I was hooked.
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