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Archive name: couch.txt (f-teen/m-pre-teen, inc, 1st)
Authors name: DH Lawrence (slackluster@hotmail.com)
Story title : Our Parent's Couch

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Our Parent's Couch (f-teen/m-pre-teen, inc, 1st)
By DH Lawrence (slackluster@hotmail.com)

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Katie was 14 and I was 12. We had just moved back with 
our mother and were staying with her and her current 
boyfriend Mark. They had a one bedroom apartment together 
and were not quite prepared to host my sister and I at 
the time we arrived to live with them.

Let me start by saying that my sister and I have always 
been very close. The products of a divorced household at 
an early age; we were forced to grow up quickly. We had 
always spent a lot of time alone together, our parents 
were always a little too involved with their own lives to 
pay much attention to us, and we had always been fairly 
self sufficient. 

Katie was, in essence, my live in babysitter. She sort of 
surrogate mothered me all of my life and also stood as my 
closest friend through thick and thin. Although neither 
of our parents ever really sexually abused us, we were 
always very aware of what sex was and the fact that our 
family wasn't very shy about their own sexuality.

My father would occasionally walk around nude on the way 
to the shower, a huge erection leading his way. Our 
mother was known to moan rather loudly on occasion. 
Regardless, it never seemed dirty or anything, and I 
believe our parents never thought of us in an overtly 
sexual manner.

Like all other siblings, my sister and I were accustomed 
to the occasional tickle fight. These "fights" always 
started out innocent enough, but usually ended in my 
sister being angry (she really hated to be tickled). 

So one evening my sister and I were alone and I was 
feeling ornery, so I started tickling my sister as she 
lay on the couch watching TV. Katie started squirming and 
giggling, which always threw me off when she would get so 
mad. She was in her usual pink shear nightgown. It was 
worn so you could almost see her developing tits through 
the flimsy material.

As I tickled her I felt myself becoming aroused. I was in 
just a t shirt and underwear, as it was a very hot summer 
night. I jumped on top of Katie to get a better tickling 
position, and pinned her arms down with my knees. As I 
continued to torment her she began to get angry. I let up 
a bit and asked her, "If it bothers you, why are you 
laughing!"

She looked up at me and said, "You're smashing my fucking 
tit!"

I looked down and moved my knee off of her tit. The nylon 
of her nightgown was stretched taught against her 
breasts. Her tits were a foot away from me displaying 
themselves openly. They looked so plump and big with the 
way they were bursting through her nightgown. The nipples 
were erect and therefore all the more appealing.

"Sorry." I said. Obviously embarrassed by her being 
exposed. I let up a bit, yet did so slowly as I was 
captivated by her tits.

"How would you like it?" she said. She then reached out 
and grasped my throbbing cock and held it tightly. I 
gasped and looked down at her hand gripping my dick 
through my underwear.

"See how it feels," she said with a slight grin on her 
face. She looked me in the eyes with my cock in her hand 
and asked, "Doesn't that hurt Timmy?"

"No." I replied.

"Does this hurt?" she said, and gripped my penis even 
harder.

Again I gulped and said "No, it feels good."

In a semi sarcastic tone, "You like having your dick 
squeezed don't you?

"Yes." I replied simply. 

She then completely shocked me by putting her hand in my 
underwear to get a better feel. As her hand touched the 
flesh of my penis for the first time a wave of guilt 
almost completely overwhelmed me. What was I doing with 
my own sister, I thought. The guilt soon left as my 
sister surprised me further by releasing the tight hold 
on my cock, only to begin stroking it softly.

"Does this feel good?" she asked.

I could not believe it, was my sister actually molesting 
me. I was 12 years old so I knew what molesting was, I 
also knew what incest was. As the guilt came to me in 
waves, so did my arousal. I looked down at Katie and 
could see that she was now serious as could be.

In my embarrassment, I instinctually went for her tits. I 
began to caress them as Katie continued stroking my cock. 
We were in the middle of the living room for crying out 
loud. As I continued to pet my sister's breasts she began 
to become openly aroused. She moaned a bit and sighed, 
then out of a sort of frustration, she quickly pulled my 
underwear down to my knees.

I remember feeling as though I should reciprocate so I 
got off of her and began to pull off her nightgown. I 
remember her helping me in a sort of sexual frenzy, and 
distinctly recall the slow motion nature as she struggled 
to pull her nightgown off over her head. She then leaned 
back against the couch and lied there for a moment 
waiting for me to take my underwear the rest of the way 
off. My cock stood at full attention and it was the first 
time in my life that I really understood what my penis 
was for.

As I began to approach her on the couch I was in shock 
that I had absolutely no idea as what to do next. She 
looked so beautiful before me in just her panties. Her 
body was so tan and fit. I could see the tan lines around 
her white panties and were her bra usually was. Her long 
brown hair lying over her shoulder and the oily nature of 
it, as she had not yet showered today. Still I approached 
her, not knowing what was going to happen next. She was, 
after all, still in her underwear.

Maybe we were just going to fool around a bit, and not 
actually have sex. I readied my self to get next to her 
to begin our make out session, as I did so, she slowly 
opened her legs to allow my knees between her legs. Katie 
then blew my mind as she reached down and began to pull 
her panties off. Oh my god, I thought. This is it, she is 
going to fuck me. She pushed her panties past her ankles 
and kicked them to the floor as I descended further 
between her legs. I looked down between us as I moved 
closer to her hips.

As I moved in, I will never forget the completely 
submissive act of her accepting me between her thighs. As 
her knees rose up at my side, her entire pelvic region 
seem to stretch and arch itself to me, she lifted her ass 
up and ground her hips to mine. She must have been super 
horny. I remember feeling her pubic hair on my cock and 
felt her moistness as our genitailia met for the first 
time. I stretched myself flat on top of my sister and 
felt our breasts collide. 

She began squeezing her own tits and pressing them 
against mine. I went in to kiss her on instinct again. 
She looked at me and grasped my head while she stuck her 
tongue in my mouth. I had never even kissed before, yet 
now I was naked with my sister locked in a french kiss. I 
panted in panic and tried to return her passion in my 
confused state. I moved away from her face and began 
sucking her tits. She would squeeze her tits and force 
the nipples into my anxious mouth. All the while my 
sister's hip gyrated beneath me and I felt her pussy lips 
slip from time to time over my penis.

Finally she sort of half way got up and grabbed my dick 
again. She looked down at it with intense concentration 
and guided it to the front of her pussy lips. She 
positioned my cock at her vaginal entrance and held it 
there with one hand. She then looked up at me again and 
stuck her tongue back in my mouth. All I had to do now 
was thrust, and I would be inside of a woman's vagina for 
the first time. Not just a woman though, my own sister's 
vagina.

Again the guilt came through in a wave, but I was not 
going to embarrass either of us by backing out now. I was 
going to fuck my sister if it was the last thing I would 
ever do. So I began to thrust, but I didn't count on the 
moistness being a hindrance and my cock slipped out of 
her just as I started to enter her cunt. I was so 
embarrassed that I started to lose my erection, yet at 
this point my sister was determined to have my cock in 
her, so she simply went through the process again.

Now semi-erect, I began to thrust again, not knowing what 
it felt like or whether I was doing it right or not. I 
felt my cock slowly going deeper into her. The heat and 
pressure of being in my sister's vagina surprised me. As 
I literally inched my way into her vagina, I felt myself 
growing harder and more aroused.

My sister could feel it too, so she began to sort of 
cheer me on with statements like; "Oh, Timmy your cock is 
so big!" and "Your fucking me Timmy!" and "Are you 
fucking me Timmy? Are you fucking your sister good 
Timmy?"

I could not believe the things that were coming out of 
her mouth. Finally I felt myself become completely hard. 
It felt like I was stabbing her with my dick. It felt 
like I was touching her bones with the tip of my cock. I 
swear I was touching bottom inside of my sister's pussy.

I placed my hands on her hips and began to really give 
her what she wanted. I was in complete control of her 
body now. Her tits wobbled with each new thrust and she 
looked up at me with that misty look in her eyes. I was 
riding her pussy like some sort of physical machine, she 
put her head to the side and stuck her thumb in her 
mouth. She was cumming.

With this vision before me I felt my body start to tense 
up. Katie was moaning loudly when she suddenly looked up 
at me and said "Don't cum in me! I don't want to get 
pregnant!"

I just sort of grunted "ok," and continued fucking her 
hard. She was staring at me as I violently thrust into 
her. She had this stupid expression on her face, like 'Oh 
my god, I'm being fucked by my brother.' But you could 
tell that she was really getting off on it too. She had 
already come so at this point it was shear amusement for 
her.

Again she sort of cheered me on, looking at me directly 
in the eyes, occasionally squeezing her tits. Next she 
began to sit up as I continued pumping her leaning back 
on her elbows. This was really starting to get me off. We 
were both looking at each other as we fucked.

She bit her bottom lip and parted her knees almost 
completely flat to the sides, giving me full view of what 
was there before me. I remember her dark pubic v and the 
image of my cock going in and out of my own sister's 
pussy. I could see her vaginal lips receiving my cock. 
She then lifted her knees almost to her head.

I pinned her knees to the couch and was, for all tense 
and purposes, fucking a piece of meat. She was really 
trying to help me get off. "Do you like my pussy Timmy?" 
she asked. I nodded yes and continued pumping. She then 
started chanting "Fuck me!", "Fuck me Timmy!"

This threw me over the top. I placed one hand over her 
pussy and shot my first load into her sweating cunt. She 
must have felt the burst for she then began to panic. 
"Don't cum inside of me." she cried. 

It was too late. I shot another load into her and she 
tried to push me off of her. I pushed her away and kept 
pumping and cumming into her pussy. Finally she broke 
free and pulled her pussy out of my dick. As she did so I 
shot two more loads onto her pubic region. She slid away 
from me on the couch and panted at the edge of the 
cushion. I could see my cum dripping out of her gash and 
on to our parents couch.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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