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Archive name: orgasm.txt (Ff-sisters, mast, oral)
Authors name: Anonymous Author
Story title : Kathy's First Orgasm
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This story is copyrighted (c) 1996. All rights reserved.
It may be posted so long as there is no charge for
reading it. This story was first published on the
Internet in August 1995 by anonymous author.
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It was time for my big brother Tim to get married. He's
the oldest of the kids in my family. He's 22. Then my
older sister, Becky, who's 17. And then me, at 15.
Youngest is my sister, Sam (short for Samantha) who is
11.
Since Tim was getting married, we have all sorts of
relatives coming into town. Most of them are staying in
hotels, and whatnot. However, my Aunt Anne (my mom's
sister) is staying with us. In my room. Because she's
in my room, mom set up the rollaway bed (which is
fairly large) in Becky's room for me. It'll only be for
two nights. I still don't understand why they couldn't
kick Sam out of her room! However, after the
experience, which I'm going to tell you about, I'm
really glad that I roomed with Becky.
*
It's 10:00 the night before Tim's wedding. Mom wants
everyone asleep early so that we can get up early. So
Becky and I are in her room. We're not tired, so we get
to talking. We've always been pretty close sisters,
since we're only two years apart in age. I was getting
to that age where my interest in boys was getting
pretty strong.
Pardon my immodesty, but people in my family tend to be
quite attractive. I think Becky is beautiful, and the
boys know it. She's been dating a lot since she was my
age (mom won't let us date until we're 15). And I look
quite a bit like my sister, except that my body isn't
awfully developed yet. So we're talking, mostly about
boys. Typical conversation.
Then we started to talk about sex, as teenage girls
will sometimes do (see, not just boys talk about it).
"Becky, forgive me for asking..." I started.
"Yes," she replied before I could finish.
"You've done it with a boy?"
"Once. Have you?"
"No. I really don't think that any boy would want
someone as flat-chested as me."
"I was flat as a board until I turned 16. Then, over-
night, they grew. Really fast. Mom says it's been that
way in our family."
You see, I really am pretty flat. I have two small
bumps on my chest, so small that I really don't need a
bra. But I wear one anyhow. Becky's chest is fairly
large. Now that I remember back, her breasts did start
to grow when she was 16. One more year and maybe I'd
have them too.
"How was it? I mean, what was sex like?" I asked.
"Different. At first it's really strange, taking your
clothes off in front of a guy. And then when you
actually do it, it hurts a little. But it's strange,
the slight pain is enjoyable. And then it gets to be a
lot of fun and feels really good after a while."
"Did you use, umm... protection?"
"I should have, but I was stupid. It was my first date,
when I was 15. And I really didn't understand all what
was supposed to happen. I guess I'm lucky that nothing
happened. When you date, don't let any guy force you
into anything. And don't be stupid like me, use a
condom or some other sort of protection. OK, lecture
over."
"Thanks. I sometimes feel funny, especially when I see
a cute guy. It's sort of like a tickle, down there..."
I explained, as I pointed towards my crotch. "I feel
like I want to put my hand inside and scratch it, but I
don't."
"Sounds like you're horny. You know, you could
masturbate yourself."
"Only guys do that. I might hurt myself."
"No, if you do it right, it can make you feel really
good."
"Do you masturbate?" I asked Becky, a little ashamed of
the word.
"Sometimes. Do you want me to teach you how?"
I didn't know what to say. I always looked up to Becky,
but this sounded a little strange. A little perverted.
But I was interested. So I said yes.
"In fact, you don't always need a boy to have sex and
feel good. If you do it with another girl, you can feel
just as good - if not better and you can't get
pregnant."
This was strange. Was she suggesting that she has sex
with other girls? I asked, "Do you have sex with other
girls?"
"Sometimes. But don't think that there's anything
wrong with it. You remember doing your friends hair,
or sharing ice cream when you were little? It's the
same sort of thing. Helping your friends feel good.
And just because you like it doesn't mean that you
can't like guys."
It's OK, so my sister liked to have sex with other
girls. In-stead of making me think she was strange, the
idea appealed to me. I liked the idea. I wanted to try
it. Perhaps Becky would show me. She's my sister, and I
trust her.
"Could you, ummm, do it with me?"
"Anything you want. That's what sisters are for."
So it was set. I would have my first sexual experience,
and with my own sister. The idea made me get that
tickle, the heat, in my crotch.
"First thing to do is to take our clothes off," she
told me, as she unbuttoned her pajamas top. As she
opened it, I could see her bra. It wasn't huge, but it
held quite a bit of her chest. "Now you take off your
shirt."
I pulled my top over my head. Like I said, I have no
chest, but I wear a training bra. So there we were, two
sisters, sitting together without shirts. Sounds
stupid, but it would make things easier for what was to
come.
"Take off your bra," Becky told me.
I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. Although I
feel silly because I have such small breasts, taking
off my clothes in front of another girl wasn't strange.
After all, there was lacrosse - I've changed and
showered in front of other girls. But still, because I
knew what was going to happen was sex, it felt odd. But
good.
"You're not really that small, you know. I was totally
flat when I was your age. But you've got something
there. Besides, big breasts are a real pain sometimes.
Even with sex."
I looked down at myself. No, I wasn't flat. I had these
small mounds with a little pink nipple dead center of
each one. Becky then took off her bra. She needs one,
for sure. They sort of fell out as she took off the
item that held them. Would I have those one-day? Was
Becky right? Would I hate having big breasts? I didn't
have much time to think, because Becky took her right
hand and touched my left nipple. She rubbed a little
around it, sometimes leaving my breast altogether and
rubbing the space between them. I gulped. This was the
first time anyone had ever touched my chest, besides my
doctor and, well, when I was a baby. I looked at
Becky's chest. I slowly moved a hand towards it,
wanting to feel what big breasts felt like. They looked
soft, but would they feel hard inside? No, I couldn't
bring myself to do it.
Becky moved her hand away from me. "O.K., well, you
wanted to know how to satisfy yourself.... So, here's
how.... First, of course, you have to take off your
pants. You can make yourself feel good, sometimes, with
pants on. But it's much better with them off."
She stood up and unsnapped the fly on her pajamas.
Yeah, I know, girls don't really need to have a fly.
But I wasn't concerned with that sort of stupid thing.
I was waiting to see what was inside. She popped open
the snap and slowly lowered the pants to the floor. She
was wearing French cut panties. But that was all. I
mean, she was naked except for them.
"Why don't you take off your pajama bottoms? Then I can
begin to show you some stuff you can do with other
girls."
So, I took mine off. Now I was standing in front of my
sister nude except for my undies.
"Lie down," she told me.
I was getting a little scared. But I did as she asked.
She then got up onto the bed and straddled my legs,
with her crotch hanging over my navel. Her breasts hung
down over me, making them seem even larger. She lowered
one hand to the bed, to brace herself. The other hand
she used to stroke my chest. She rubbed from my neck
down to the bottom of my rib cage, taking extra time at
my breasts, which were really flat now that I was lying
on my back. She used both hands and squeezed on my
nipples. Not so that they hurt, but it did make them
pop out a bit. She backed herself up a bit, and moved
her hand down to the waistband of my panties. She kept
going, rubbing over them and going between my legs. I
spread my legs, but she said "don't" so I moved them
back and Becky continued to feel around. And back to
the waistband. But this time, instead of going on top
of them, she put her hand inside. She rubbed over me,
feeling where pubic hair was in the process of growing.
I wasn't really thick like some of the girls on my
team. Seeing how the rest of me is developing late, I
guess the thick black patch would take its time. Not
like I cared. Regular hair is enough trouble with my
two-piece swimsuit all ready. Anyway, she continued to
probe downward in my tight panties. In fact, she
stopped before she actually hit my crotch. And back up
and out. She took both hands and put them inside my
undies, at both sides.
"Lift your butt, a little," she instructed, so I picked
up my butt and she quickly yanked down my panties to my
knees, showing my crotch for all to see. Well, Becky,
anyhow. I lowered my naked butt to the bed and she slid
my panties off me.
"Bend your legs up, like your going to do sit-ups," she
again said. I did so. I was getting nervous. She put
her hands on my knees and asked my to spread my legs
apart. After I did, she slid her hands down the insides
of my legs towards my crotch.
"Beautiful pussy!" she said. Pussy? I've heard the word
before in reference to a girl's crotch, but I was
always told that girls hated that word. I guess Becky
knew what I was thinking. "It's OK to say pussy.
Sometimes even cunt. Or twat. Whatever you like. Just
don't use such words in front of anyone that you
wouldn't say fuck to."
Ah, I see. So she put her hands on my inner thighs and
lowered her head towards my crotch... uh... cunt. What
happened next really threw me. She, a girl, put her
face right between my legs and pressed her mouth
against my twat (no, I don't like that word). I just
stared at the ceiling and let her do her thing. She
licked up and down the area between my butthole and the
area where my vagina ends and the "patch" of pubic hair
gets thicker. So tender she was, that I almost fell
asleep. But then, she moved her hands inward and
touched my vagina. She pulled apart the little lips on
them and pushed her tongue inside. Whoa! Weird, but
felt good. So good, that my entire body got warm. And I
thought I was going to urinate all over Becky's tongue.
I tried to stop from doing it. But I wasn't able to
restrain myself and I let it go. But I didn't. I didn't
pee.
"You know, you taste good. Some girls don't taste
quite right.
But you're really good. And you're starting to get wet.
That'll help."
She sat up and wiped her mouth, her breasts falling
back to her chest.
"What do you mean, wet?"
"When a girl gets excited, she gets this liquid in her
cunt. It's useful for sex, because it makes the penis
slide in and out a little easier. But when playing with
yourself, or even doing it with another girl, it's
useful. Go ahead and put your finger in you vagina.
You'll see." She sat down next to me and I sat up. Put
my finger in my vagina? Well, I'll give it a shot.
'Slowly', she told me.
"Push apart your pussy lips. And slowly slide your
finger in You have short nails, so you shouldn't
scratch yourself inside, but be careful." I did as she
said. Yes, there was liquid on my pussy. But not urine,
Becky says.
Slowly I slid a finger inside my hole. I could feel
that I was soft inside. And warm. And wet.
"This is the main way you have of fucking yourself.
Once you get more experienced, you can move your finger
around. And get multiple fingers inside. If you want to
taste your love juices, pull your finger out and suck
on it." I again did as told. Didn't have much of a
taste.
"Want to taste me? I can't promise anything, but I'm to
understand that my taste is pretty good. And from
finger fucking myself, I can say that it's pretty close
to what you taste like. Guess it's because we're
sisters."
She stood up and pulled her panties down. She had thick
black pubic hair. And because she had a tan line, the
white around it made it seem all the more black. She
again straddled me and slowly pushed my down. She moved
closer and closer to my face and finally her breasts
hung there. "Go ahead, nurse," she suggested. She
guided one of her breasts to my mouth and touched her
nipple to my lips. I opened wide and took in as much as
I could (not much) and sucked on it. It didn't have any
taste, but my sucking on another girl's breasts was
sexy. She pulled down and moved her crotch closer to my
face. I could see all her genitals, right there. And
she lowered it right onto my mouth and I licked. Yes,
it did taste fine. The hair was getting in the way, but
still, I decided I liked pussy eating.
"And this, sister, is called a 69." She pulled away
from my eating mouth and lifted a leg over me and then
the other one so that her butt was pointing toward the
ceiling and near my face. And then she lowered her body
so that her face was in my crotch. "Now, eat me!" So I
did. She pushed her butt back till her pussy was in my
mouth and I sucked on it. Yes, actually sucked on her
cunt like it was an orange.
Meanwhile, she was doing the same to me. But she was oh
so much better at it than I. She was using her tongue
and fingers. Faster and faster she went, and I tried to
imitate. And then, another hot flash. But this time
stronger and deep. I started to shake. Was I going to
die? But it felt great. I started to push my crotch
into her face, because I knew that was what was feeling
so good. It tickled. It was hot. It was great. And I
pissed. All over her face. And then... it was over.
Becky sat up, her mouth wet.
"Congratulations. You had an orgasm. And a good one
from the taste of it!" She bent over and kissed my on
the lips. A good strong French kiss. I could taste what
was on her face. It wasn't piss, but that pussy juice.
I was tired. I loved it. I just sat there for a bit
thinking.
"I know you're pretty tired, but I have a few things
still to tell you. First, by rubbing and putting your
finger inside you, you can orgasm (or cum) again. And
do you know what little bump inside your cunt lips near
the top. That's your clit. Rubbing that should feel
good. That's what I was licking when you came."
It was good. We spent the next hour or so touching and
Becky showing me more about masturbating and having sex
with girls. It made me feel great. And I wouldn't get
pregnant.
We fell asleep, naked, in each other arms.
And the wedding next day was interesting, but the
wedding night was just plain fun, I mean, what are
sisters for!
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