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hi guys, lurking around here for a year plus liao, decided i should start posting
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Due to poor, we had a tiny two bedroom house growing up and I shared a room with my sister until I was fifteen. Kelly was a year younger than me and I can’t say that she was the hottest girl ever but I was young, insanely horny and she had tits and slept six feet away from me so I was pretty much whacking it every night while thinking of her. Mostly sharing a room with her was alright, we got along pretty well for being brother and sister, but best of all was her tendency to walk around in panties and an oversized shirt, giving me lots of oh-so-close-just-under-that-little-bit-of-fabric crotch exposure and every once and a while I’d see her bend over in a loose shirt and get a glimpse of some boob. This was back before the internet and porn was hard to come by unless your dad had some sitting around or you had a friend that could get some. Feel lucky you young fucks, it was hard times back in the day. Consequently those panty shots and short flashes of boob were enough to arouse a painful erection just about any time they came to mind. And so I spent a lot of time in our tiny attached bathroom jerking off, usually until my dick was chaffed and my arm hurt.
One night when I was fourteen I had just gotten done doing exactly that (and came buckets because I had just seen some side boob when she came out from her shower) and had laid down to go to sleep when my sister spoke.
“You don’t have to lock yourself in the bathroom to do that.” She said matter of factly. Fuck. “I know what you’re doing in there.”
“I was just going to the bathroom.” I replied in a bit of a panic. When you’re fourteen the biggest nightmare in the world is someone catching you jacking it, especially the person you’re jacking it too.
“You were breathing pretty hard for going to the bathroom.”
“I was taking a crap.” I answered quickly, embarrassment taking hold in full force.
“Look, I don’t care. I do it all the time, even when you’re in here.” She responded offhand. This kind of fucked my mind. To be honest I’d never really thought of my sister masturbating, much less when I was in the same room.
“Really?”
“Why else would I be under a quilt in April?” I didn’t really have anything to say to that but I started kicking myself for not figuring it out sooner.
Naturally I started trying to catch her touching herself but it remained elusive for a while. She never did it while I was awake or when she thought I could possibly walk in on her. So one night while I was taking a shower I set a wash cloth up over the shower head so the water wasn’t just hitting the floor (you know how the sound changes, being fourteen I thought this was really clever) and crept out to the door that I had left open just a crack. I could see the top of her quilt in the dark and hear some rustling over the water behind me. I watched through the slit and strained to hear everything. I just could just make out that her legs were just spread a bit and her hand was down between them, a slight hump over her stomach, moving back and forth quickly. When I heard the slightest of moans I got the quickest erection in my life. I crouched by the door in silence listening to my sister masturbate for almost a minute before her body lifted a bit and she gasped quietly. I almost let out the breath I had been holding in the whole time but caught it before it gave me away. penis throbbing, I watched her pull her panties up under the quilt and roll over toward the wall. It was a miracle I didn’t wake up the whole neighborhood with how fast I hopped in the shower and frantically jerked off (excellent jerk session too).

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Now that I knew what to watch for I redoubled my efforts to catch her. I became a fucking ninja, honing my senses to be totally alert while mastering breath control and body movement, completely awake while seemingly dead asleep, staying up this way for hours listening for the slightest of movement. I didn’t have to wait long, just a week later I was in my zone, just able to make out her figure under the quilt when I heard the telltale rustling and saw her legs move apart in the dark. Instant boner. I could see the quick movement of her hand, heard the soft moans and could practically feel her arousal from my bed just a few feet away. It was too much, my hand wrapped around my dick and started fast, short strokes as quietly as I could. The moaning from the other side of the room got a bit louder and my dick pulsed in my hand. Just then the movement under the quilt reached a fever pitch, I heard her gasp and the room went silent. Except the furious stroking coming from my side of the room. I stopped dead still, trying not to breathe too hard, hoping she hadn’t heard me.
“Are you jerking off?” Kelly asked a bit nervously.
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“No.” I said very shakily.
“I don’t care if you were.”
“Well…yeah, I was.”
“And you just came all over your bed?”
“No.”
“Then where did you?”
“I-I didn’t finish.” I stammered breathlessly. There was a long pause.
“Can I see it?”
My heart was about to explode out of my chest by now, my breathing fast and erratic.
“My dick?”
“Yeah…I’ve never seen one all hard.” My heart detonated, penis throbbing in hand.
“I guess.” I answered awkwardly. Kelly pulled her panties on, pushed the quilt aside and sat on the edge of her bed. Through the moon light in the window I could see nipples poking through her shirt. I sat up slowly and stood by my bed, shorts incredibly tented. Kelly had her eyes glued to my crotch, mouth slightly open, breathing nervously. I hesitated a bit before grabbing my shorts and pulling them down, my penis almost making a comical “boiiiiiiiiiing” sound as it rebounded from under the waist band. Her eyes widened a bit and her shallow breaths came faster. We both kind of froze for a moment. Finally she broke the silence.
“What does cum look like?” Kelly asked, eyes still fixed on my dick. I was still too busy staring at her chest and trying not to pass out to answer at first.
“It’s white, kind of like milk though. It’s a little sticky.” I managed to choke out.
“Can I see it?”
My heart rate was so jacked I thought I was going to die, I was so light headed I all I could see was her nipples.
“Like watch me jerk off?” I blurted out. This snapped Kelly out of her penis trance a bit and she looked up at me before quickly looking down at my dick again.
“Yeah, I guess…just to know, I’ve never seen it before.” She answered shakily. “I mean, it’s not like I want to watch you jerk off, you’re my brother. It’s just…I’ve never seen a guy cum before.” I stood there dumb founded for a second before my hand kind of autopiloted to my dick.
“No. Not here, not on the floor.” She said quickly. Kelly stood and walked to the bathroom, flicking the light on. She stood by the door and I followed, dick still in hand. I stood over the toilet and she took up position by the sink, eyes wide and breathe shallow. I was frozen for a second before I started stroking somewhat mechanically while staring at the wall. That lasted about five second before I noticed her shirt was caught up on the counter a bit and the bottom edge of her panties showing. Just visible was the wet spot at the bottom and I could see the out line of her lips. After seeing that I was whacking away like a mad man, eyes glued to her camel toe. She must have noticed me staring at her pussy but Kelly just watched me intently as I stroked.
I can’t say I lasted long, I barely felt the pressure before I came explosively, plastering the under side of the toilet seat and dripping away into the bowl. Out came the breath I had been holding for god knows how long and I nearly collapsed on the floor. Kelly pulled her attention away from my throbbing penis and leaned in to look at the cum sliding down the toilet seat. Her face crinkled up a bit but she reached out hesitantly and touched a finger tip to one of the drips. I could only watch stunned as she rubbed it between her fingers, curiosity plain on her face. Finally Kelly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped her hands off, tossing it in the trash before looking over to where I stood with my dick in hand.
“Well, thanks I guess.” She said awkwardly, straightening her shirt out.
“Yeah, uh, no problem.” I replied like a retard, wang still waving about in the air. Kelly took a last look at my dick and quietly left the bathroom. It wasn’t until I heard her climb into bed I had the presence of mind to wipe myself off and stuff my dick back into my shorts.
After that, it was pretty much open season on masturbating. No longer did I stifle the stroking sounds in the bathroom and didn’t even try to hide my erections. I would walk right by her with tented shorts, clearly going to go masturbate, neither of us thinking too much of it (although I did catch her looking at said tented shorts when she thought I didn’t notice). Kelly was fingering herself just about every night now and would do little to hide it, just pull the quilt over herself and go to town. It was still kind of a private and subdued thing, she’d wait til night and I would go in the bathroom, it’s not like I would be just chilling on my bed with a book in the middle of the afternoon and she’d be rubbing one out. And it was almost kind of oddly formal. She’d made it pretty clear she wasn’t interested in my cock, just cocks, and I just happened to have one. Of course I had to pretend like I wasn’t jerking it to her, I just heard her masturbating and that got me thinking about it. But after a few weeks it had got to the point that about half an hour after we went to bed she’d start in on herself and I’d head straight for the bathroom to follow suit. Such was our routine until one night I had just started to jerk off to her moaning when she came into the bathroom as I was in mid stroke.

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“What?” I asked nervously, unable to avoid the instinct to cover myself. Kelly’s eyes fixated on my dick and she just stared for a second.
“Can I watch?”
“You’ve already seen me jerk off.” I replied stupidly, a little confused.
“I know, I want to watch you while I do it.” She said sitting up on the counter with legs spread slightly. Heart rate: up. A lot. Probably up into the range considered fatal. I couldn’t say anything before her hand slipped into her panties and down to her vagina, fingers slowly working back and forth. Her eyes were locked on my crotch and her breathing was shallow, I realized she was probably as flustered as I was. But some part of my brain was working (probably my nuts) and my hand took up a rhythmic stroke. Kelly’s fingers began to move furiously under her panties, never looking away from my own vigorous jerking. It wasn’t long before she started to bite her lip and moan quietly, nipples beginning to poke through her shirt. That just drove me to go harder and faster, breathing ragged as I watched her hand move lower to slip a finger into her sopping wet vagina. I caught a few fleeting glances of skin under her panties but couldn’t make out anything with her hand flying about. Still being that close to seeing an actual vagina sent my young cock into over drive and I wailed away all the faster.
Kelly leaned up against the wall and reached a hand up to cup her small breast, eyes never leaving my dick. Face contorted almost into a look of pain her body shook and legs quivered, breathing going from hard and fast to quick breaths held until they exploded out in a low moan. Her moaning reached a peak and some part of my body responded in kind, sending a gut wrenching orgasm through me, almost coating the wall with my sperm. Kelly’s legs snapped shut over her hand and she twisted and gasped with each small movement it made across her clit. I fell forward and braced myself against the wall as I watched Kelly’s chest heave in post orgasmic throes. Her hand was now motionless in her panties but her other hand was tightly grasping the edge of the counter. We just sat and gasped for air for a moment, each eyeing the other’s crotches. Finally she pulled her hand out and just laid back against the wall, letting her body wind down. Without a word Kelly leaned forward to go.
“Wait.” I blurted out. “Can I see your pussy?”
I really don’t know where that came from but thank god some part of my brain was working. Kelly stopped and starred at me for a second before looking down at her panties.
“I mean, I showed you my dick because you’d never seen one and I’ve never seen a \/agina.” I said quickly.
“Well, alright I guess.” Kelly replied. She scooted up to the edge of the counter and spread her legs a bit.
“Come over here.” She said, motioning me over, dick still flopping about half flaccid. I stood in front of her and watched intently as her fingers pulled aside the thin white cloth. Her lips were bright red from the vicious rub down they’d received and barely parted over her tight vagina and near hidden clit. A bit of short hair had just started growing up from the top of her lips, trailing away towards her stomach. Her skin glistened with the moisture that was near dripping from her small pink \/agina. Acting what must have been instinct, I reached forward and paused only a moment before touching the side of her thigh. Kelly shivered but didn’t stop me. She was so smooth and warm, skin taught yet yielding, that my dick did an almost immediate recharge and was once again throbbing away. Kelly quivered again as my fingertips brushed against her lips and ran up the edge to their peak. I traced my finger down towards her \/agina, finger on the edge of her pretty pink hole, pausing just long enough for her to snap from her fugue and let go of her panties, the white fabric closing over my finger and pushing it away from the delicate flesh it hid. Kelly hopped off the counter and headed for the door, stopping at the doorway.

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“Um, thanks or whatever, that was uh…good or something.” She mumbled awkwardly before disappearing into the darkened room. I stood, hand still extended and penis still bobbing to my pounding heart beat, looking on as she crawled into bed. At this point my brain was about fried, I’d just touched a real vagina. And it was awesome. It was just a moment before I saw her roll over onto her side, lift a leg up slightly and begin to quiver and shake as her arm disappeared between her legs. My hand did was natural and soon I was in full whack mode, breathing hard as I listened to her stifled moans. The image of her rosy vagina fresh in my mind I soon came and just watched as she finished, quilt heaving as legs thrashed about upon orgasm. The quilt settled after a minute, falling into a steady rise and fall, though I didn’t see Kelly’s hand move from between her legs. It was then, my state of dick in hand, sperm all over the toilet, half nakedness dawned upon me and I went about cleaning things up. One last look over at the quilt before I turned the bathroom light out and laid down on my bed, watching the quilt in the dim light.
“That was, uh…we should do it again sometime.” I said in a stilted voice, not quite sure what just happened but just knowing I wanted more. There was no reply. I didn’t know if she was awake or not. I didn’t know if I freaked her out or what. Given that she immediately started thrashing away I figured she got off on me touching her but I had no idea what the fuck I was doing to be honest. All that jerking and scheming and thinking, “ah yeah, I’d tap that” kind of falls out the back of your head in the heat of the moment. So I laid in the dark, with a painful erection (because there is no way to put something like that out of your mind) and tried to figure out what I was going to do.
The next morning was a little awkward at first but we fell into our usual routine as if nothing had happened. She’d masturbate under the quilt and I’d jerk off in the bathroom listening to her. This went on for a few days before she appeared in the bathroom again. A very short, stilted conversation followed, that essentially went like “Uh…….can I watch you?” “Ummmm….sure.” and then we jerked it together. And it was hot, for both of us, I could tell just by how loud she moaned when she came (I was getting a pretty good ear for that by now). This became the new routine, she or I would get up, go into the bathroom and the other would follow. Not a lot of talking, just a lot masturbating. Looking back it was almost comically mechanical.
“So then, to the bathroom?”
“Excellent plan chap.”
*FURIOUS INSANE MASTURBATORY ORGASM*
“Well good job then.”
“Yes, quite.”
“Good night.”
“Night ol’ bean.”
Well not exactly like that but you get the idea. I guess it came to be this way because we were still operating under the pretense that we weren’t thinking of each other as brother and sister, just live pornography. Like “oh, I love tits and you have some. Awesome” “You have a cock, I love the cock. Come lets stare at each others tits and cocks while we masturbate, secure in the knowledge we’re just doing it because we have no other tits or cocks available.” We still showered separately, I still went to the bath room or left so she could change, our relationship was pretty normal other than we watched each other masturbate. Every night. Some times twice.

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And it was great, I got to see a girl masturbate in full moaning, breast grabbing, panty dampening glory and she got to see me shoot a load every night. It things went on like this for a while, not much changing, until one day when I realized we’d turned a corner. I was getting ready to do my thing in the bathroom when she walked in and sat up on the counter, like usual, leaned back against the wall and spread her legs a bit, like usual. Except this night she wasn’t wearing panties. Her glistening, aroused pussy sat only feet away from me, stretch the arm, lean a bit and I’m there. I stared, stared so hard I can’t believe her pussy didn’t catch on fire.
“What?” Kelly asked nervously, “You’ve seen it before and this is just a lot easier for me.” I couldn’t answer, I was too busy stroking like a man who hadn’t cum in decades. She immediately took up her own rhythm and was soon right there with me. This was hot. It was hot an entirely different level. Not only was I staring at a real, live pussy but I was actually watching her masturbate. I had seen her do it many times before but it was always hidden by her huge grandma panties that girls back in the day wore. Now I could see her clit almost pulsing under her hand, see the slick moisture on her fingers as she plunged them in and out of her tight pink vagina. Like going from Sports Illustrated to Playboy.
Kelly could feel it too, something hungry and desperate in her eyes as she twisted, twitched and choked down moans. Her free hand shot off the counter and wrenched at her breast through the thick shirt. This could not satisfy her and she reached under her shirt to massage herself directly. This too seemed to constricting and her hand flew up from her pussy and whipped the shirt over her head. There was my sister, fully nude and masturbating furiously while staring at my dick. Her breasts were small but perky, topped with a rosy nipple that was erect and hard. They bounced erratically as she shifted her hips and moaned with pleasure. I was trying so hard not to blow it but when I saw her twist her nipple slightly and let out a moan of pain and pleasure it was too much. I almost shot a testicle out. This sent her over the edge, bucking her hips on the counter and squeezing her breast hard. We both just panted for breath for a minute before she hopped down and left without saying a word. Leaned against the wall for support, the last of my cum dripping into the toilet, I could do nothing but stare at her naked body, red and flush from her orgasm. Kelly sat on the counter, not trying to cover her breasts, not closing her legs, a contented smile on her face. Nothing moved for a while. Just two teens, exposed breasts, cock and pussy, each taking the other in completely. She looked down at her chest and blushed.
“Got a bit excited didn’t I.” Kelly said, flustered.
“I think they look great.” I blurted out. Fuck. I’m just Casanova reborn. I stammered around a bit but nothing really came out.
“Um…thanks.” She said awkwardly collecting her shirt and hopping off the counter. Kelly stopped at the door, shirt in hand and looked back at me. Not my cock, me.
“Thanks though.” She said sincerely. Being a dumbass all I could do is give her a little wave, like you might give to a friend on the other side of the room. I watched as she disappeared under the quilt. She didn’t put her clothes back on.
I jerked it twice before going to bed.

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That was the turning point, everything became much more open after that. We changed in front of each other, showered freely and generally just went about nude and masturbating whenever we could. Being summer and with both parents out of the house working all day, we’d lounge around our room naked for hours. Kelly usually took a shower in the morning and simply wouldn’t get dressed until noon or so when she went to the kitchen for lunch, and usually stripped down when she came back in our room. She would lay there in bed reading a book, naked, while I was on my bed, naked, never having dressed from the previous night’s bathroom romp. Usually just staring at her but some times reading or whatever (back before the internet and all). The most surreal (and awesome thing) thing though was the open, unchecked, rampant masturbating. No longer did we need to masturbate at a certain time or even with each other. Some times I would just sit and jerk off while she was in the shower. I would stand next to her bed and jerk off while she was just laying there reading.
And Kelly was on board with the jerk train one hundred percent. When she noticed me jerking off not only would she turn and spread her legs so I could see her breasts and pussy but she would usually join me and we’d masturbate together whenever one of us got the notion to. Some times it was direct as me standing up, walking over to her bed and starting to jerk off, sometimes I’d just barely see out of the corner of my eye that she was rubbing her breast or something and pretend not to notice as I got a huge erection. I say rubbing her breast because one of her hands was almost always between her legs at this point, a slow constant rub that kept her aroused and on edge all day. Kelly was masturbating more often than I was now (an INCREDIBLE feat on her part) and would spontaneously decide to get herself off at random intervals during the day. I’d walk in the room and she’d be masturbating. We’d be reading peacefully and she’d start masturbating. We’d just finish masturbating and she would start masturbating. It was pretty intense actually, I just couldn’t keep up. For a fourteen year old guy, that’s really saying something. Okay, she probably did it four to six times a day (not including our routine just-before-bed bathroom jerk session), still, that’s a lot of playing with yourself.
But the hottest part wasn’t that I had a nude girl frigging herself off randomly through out the day in my room, it was the discussions we had (hard to believe but true). With the drop in physical taboo came a drop in emotional and mental taboo. We talked about everything, from what we liked about each other’s bodies, to what an orgasm felt like being a boy or girl, what we thought sex was like, what we thought the hottest thing each other did while masturbating was. Like clockwork, these conversations led to me, her or both of us touching ourselves and spilled into a full blown mutual jerk session. They were just so much hotter after talking about it, like when I told her I loved how sometimes she’d pretty much just left her hand still and rode her fingers with her hips and then she started doing that almost every time we masturbated after that. All of this worked because there was still a thin underlying pretense of I touched myself, she touched herself, we were still brother and sister, we just each agreed we were horny teens who were going to masturbate anyway and looking at some boobs or cock while we did it just made it better, so why not if we have them available. A thin pretense to be sure but still there, I hadn’t touched her in intimate way since that night months ago now when I felt her pussy a bit. I didn’t realize it then but I know now that was the next big step. And it came a on a hot summer day a month or so after I first saw her naked.

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wow, nice stories keep on coming

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We were talking about what it felt like for each of out respective sexes to orgasm we she brought up the strong contractions the vaginal wall make when a girl comes. This blew my mind. The vagina was a working, flexible, set of muscles?
“Really, you can feel it when you come, like it squeezes together a bit.” Kelly said, almost unaware of the finger that was doing lazy circles on her clit. My own hand was flexing on my erect cock.
“Well, how does that work? I mean it’s just a hole isn’t it? Like you butt?” I replied (looking back I can’t believe I said some of the things I did, god I was retarded). Kelly just laughed.
“A vagina is a lot different. Like, they didn’t show us all the muscles or whatever in health class but it’s not just a tube of skin or anything.”
“Still that’s crazy that it contracts and stuff.” I said off hand.
“Well come over here and I’ll show you.” She said leaning back into her pillows. I quickly got up and sat on the edge of her bed as she started rubbing herself faster. Immediately I felt that this was a bit different than all the times I had watched her before. This was hotter somehow. Maybe it was because I was closer to her than usual. Maybe it was because for all the times I had seen her do it I was usually doing it too, observing from a far almost, as one watches porn rather than seeing a real human being masturbating in front of you.
For whatever reason, this was new, intimate, and hooooot. Kelly could feel it too, she tried to stare at my cock like usual but kept catching my eyes, which were going back and forth between her own and her pussy, where a glistening layer of moisture had already covered her lips. I could feel myself leaning in closer as she went, her breathing getting rapid and shallow. Suddenly she stopped. Broken from my trance I pulled back a bit.
“You-you really can’t see it that good.” Kelly stammered out in almost a whisper. I just stared for a moment before my face dropped. I didn’t know what was going on but I definitely wanted it to keep going.
“Could I…feel it?” I asked with shaking voice. Kelly looked up at me and bit her lip. Without a word I laid my fingers on the bottom of her vagina, sideways across her lips. Oh god, she was so warm and wet and SOFT, everything a vagina should be hers was in spades. She twitched and gasped a bit but seemed to relax into the idea once my fingers settled into place. Her fingers too up a quick rotation on her clit and free hand clasped her breast tight. She was really going at it, quivering and moaning like never before. Her soft pink lips slid beneath my finger wonderfully but almost violently, it was a task in itself to keep them in contact. And that’s when it happened. Her thrashing about caught the tip of my finger on her lip and when she cam back the other way two of my fingers just barely slid inside her. She gasped in ecstasy, becoming still as the new sensation washed over her. I almost jerked my hand out on reflex but it didn’t move. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked down at me. Eyes locked, I slowly slid my fingers into her.
Kelly quivered every step of the way and only winced slightly as I bumped up against her virginity. I began to work my fingers in and out as I had seen her do so many times. Her face, locked onto mine, became a gasping contortion of pleasure so intense it was almost painful. Down her hand slid to her clit and began working her hips up and down against my fingers. She almost exploded as the combination of my fingers in her and her fingers on her wracked her body. It was amazing. She was so tight and wet it was all I could do to keep from slipping out of her. My own dick was forgotten, I nearly came just feeling my sisters vagina wrap around my fingers. She too was close by now, panting and hot, vagina so wet it was almost dripping. Finally she snapped, arching her back and almost screaming as she came. True to her word I could feel her tight vagina clamp down on my fingers, quick tight contractions that slowly faded in strength and frequency. Hands still, body motionless, Kelly exhaled deeply and stared up at me, the same content smile I’d seen a month ago on her face. Without a word she sat up, my fingers almost coming out of her as she did. A quick hand caught mine and pushed them back in, biting her lip through her smile as she did. Kelly lean up against, head on my shoulder and grabbed my dick.

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I’d probably jerked off a jillion times but the first time I felt her soft and warm little hand wrap around my shaft I nearly lost it. Head still on my shoulder, she looked down at her hand flexing on my dick, squeezing it gently, playing around with its resilience. After seemingly getting a feel for it she took up a short even stroke, emulating what she had seen so often. My mouth dropped, my chest almost imploded. I was stark naked with my equally nude sister jerking me off while my fingers were still buried inside her. Remembering that I began to move them back and forth, causing her to gasp and miss a stroke before resuming her task and grinding her hips into my hand. I played around with depth and speed for a bit before find a slow circular spin caused the most consistent and intense gasps of pleasure. This lasted all of about thirty seconds before my cock exploded, shooting a geyser cum into the air, most of which hit Kelly’s chest and began to drip down her flushed, sweaty skin. She laid back and looked down at the gooey white streaks on her chest and stomach, just watching as they started to streak down to her sides.
“Okay this is just kind of gross now.” She laughed, getting off the bed and heading toward the bathroom. I fell back, staring up at the ceiling, marveling at the sheer fact my sister just jerked me off. And the most amazing thing of all was that after she wiped herself off, Kelly immediately sat down on my hand again, smiling as she did.
Well now, after that jerking yourself off kind of gets thrown out the window doesn’t it? We spent the rest of the day playing with each other bodies, testing their parts and seeing what kind of reaction we’d get. Each time we’d find a new and interesting reaction there was an all out jerking marathon. I can’t tell you how much dick grabbing, boob squeezing, vagina fondling and clit rubbing went on that week but it was intense. From the moment our parents left in the morning we were naked on the bed, licking, squeezing, touching, groping, massaging, twirling, sucking, fingering and anything else we could think of. Our experimenting ran wild. She gave me a blowjob a week later and was sucking my dick everyday after that. I ate her out for hours, until she was moaning and screaming, biting pillows and tearing at the bed posts. Naturally you just can’t keep up that sort of energy and after a week or so we calmed down and fell into a new routine of about a dozen orgasm fests a day. All of the constant and spontaneous masturbation was fully transferred onto each other. I could be sitting on my bed and she would just come over and starting sucking me off. For one three day stretch I sucked her clit to a screaming orgasm every time she came in the room. We’d lie in bed next to each other, hand on each others crotch and just finger and stroke away slowly while we did something else. It was awesome. Beyond awesome. We barely left the house, I didn’t even care what happened outside that bedroom, a nuclear war could be going on for all I knew.
But on some level it was still purely physical, like we’d relented to our urges to go after each other but it was still just masturbation. Just some insanely horny teenagers venting on each other. I realized what the final barrier to me getting to really fuck my sister was, real intimacy. Corny as fuck yes but until that connection was made there wasn’t going to be any of that penis-vagina action I craved. Funny how you get greedy like that, no matter what you have you want more. Anyway. Kelly was feeling it too, it was plain to see when we did our favorite thing. She would climb on top of me and lower down until she was pressing my cock into my stomach. Then she would ride me, rubbing her hips back and forth across mine, her hot, wet vagina grinding against my dick, my hands on her hips or teasing her nipples. I could feel the connection there, our bodies getting hotter as they responded to each other. We almost always came at the same time, collapsing together in a sweaty heap. Every now and then she’d press too far forward and the head of my dick would slide between her lips, poised just at the edge of her vagina, ready to be thrust in. She would hesitate, clearly wanting to ram herself down upon me but always relenting and angling back to slip my dick out again.

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So I figured out how I was going to do it, or her rather. I was going to get my dick lined up and stick it in a bit after distracting her with some tongue action and sucking her nipples. And she’d be so hot for it that she’d just start going to town. Yeah, that was my brilliant plan. Fuck off alright, I was fourteen, pop tarts were high technology to me at this point.
So the next afternoon I put Operation Stick dick into Kelly into action. I spent a good amount of time between her legs, licking down her lips, teasing her clit and generally trying to get her as aroused as possible. This part of the plan worked good. Really good in fact. Kelly was grasping the head board tightly, biting her lip and moaning profusely. She gripped the bed tight as she came, thrashing about until it was all I could do to hold her down. I moved up between her legs as she came down, breathing heavy and eyes closed. My mouth came down on her nipples, making her twitch and squirm beneath me. This was it. I drew my hips closer to hers, until my penis was almost touching her bright pink slit, waggling away just beyond it. I waited a minute for her hips to settle down some and I lined myself up. The head of my penis caught the edge of her lips, holding it in perfect position. Kelly moaned slightly as we touched, lip curling under her teeth, drawing a hard breath. This was it, just push it in. And…GO.

[lbb-]

I didn’t move. I couldn’t. We both just sat there for a second. Even though her eyes were closed I knew Kelly could feel we were on the edge of something new and big. She slowly looked up at me. I knew it, she knew it, this was it. I just stared down into her eyes, for all my planning I had never imagined it would be like this. Then Kelly did something we hadn’t done before. Moving quick she leaned up to capture my lips in a long passionate kiss. I had felt her lips on me thousands of times but never like this. They were soft and warm, inviting. I leaned into her, our mouths working against each other. She fell back a bit and my lips followed, bringing my hips down just a touch. Just enough to push the tip of my cock into her. We both gasped. I can’t even begin to tell you, she was tight and wet and soft and warm and god I just about lost it. Her eyes went wide and she went rigid, back arched tightly. We both looked into each other eyes and saw it, we were ready. Eyes locked the whole time, I slowly pushed forward, each little bit of movement a cascade of ecstasy. We both could do nothing but gasp and gape before I bumped against her hymen, causing her to wince slightly. I started to pull back but she grabbed my hips and stopped them cold. Kelly pulled me back in until I was up against her virginity again and then she looked into my eyes and nodded quickly. I couldn’t move for a second, probably because I was almost passing out from the incredible grip her virgin pussy had on my dick.

[futonranger]

good read!! camping...

[futonranger]

good read! camping..

[UncleBill]

Wonderful story bro . Keep the story coming.