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My Little Sister - 1
by Rexie2006

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This is a series of true stories that were related to 
me by a friend. They describe to development of a 
sexual relationship between brother and sister 
starting in the 1960's. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, oral, ws, 
rom)

***

PART 1

This is my first short story about the true 
relationship I had with my sister. It took place in a 
small village in Cambridgeshire, England (about 50 
miles north of London), in the early 1960's. I hope 
you like it and would appreciate constructive 
criticism. As I am from the other side of the 'pond' 
to my American cousins you will notice a few spelling 
differences, I hope that you don't find it too 
annoying.


Charlotte was entering the bathroom just as I was 
exiting my bedroom. The early morning sun pierced 
through the bathroom window and made her nightdress 
look transparent. Phew! 

She suddenly looked amazingly sexy! Wow!

'You dirty sod, you should not look at your little 
sister like that' I thought to myself. She immediately 
shut the bathroom door behind her, not noticing that I 
was present. By the time I had crossed the landing to 
the top of the stairs I had quite a hard on under my 
dressing gown. I shook my head as I climbed down the 
stairs trying to clear my mind of thoughts I know I 
should not have had.

Charlie (our pet name for Charlotte which we regarded 
as a bit of a mouthful), was my 14 year old sister. 
She was still at the local upper school, whilst I was 
two and a half years older than her, just 17 at that 
time, having left school to join the family farm 
business.

I am Richard, Rick for short, and I had left school to 
work with dad on our small farm. I'm just under six 
feet tall, of muscular build with long curly dark 
brown hair. All of the adult women said that I was 
good looking but I did not have a lot of success with 
girls, I guess I was quite shy.

Charlie was about 5' 6” and quite slim. I hadn't 
really noticed much about her body up to that Sunday 
morning but I would reluctantly have to admit that she 
was quite pretty. Actually she was a pain in the arse! 
(We say 'Arse' in England not 'Ass”). She would 
generally get her way. If she thought things were not 
going quite her way she would throw a tantrum and Mum 
would give way to her just to keep the peace.

We were, however, quite close, as our upbringing had 
been quite restrictive. Dad was very Victorian in his 
attitude. He did not touch alcohol, did not swear, and 
as for SEX... definitely no 'Birds and the Bees' talk 
with his children.

Mum, I think, was rather frightened of Dad, so 
anything Dad said Mum always agreed with. No 'Birds 
and the Bees' talk from Mum either because I don't 
think Dad would have liked it.

After seeing Charlie that Sunday morning I started to 
notice her more. She was growing tits!!!! I could see 
them through her tee-shirt...like little oranges!!!

They were superb wanking material! Almost every night 
and early morning I used to pull myself to a rapid 
orgasm. Mum never, ever said a word about the stains 
on my bed sheets but I cannot think that she could 
have been under any illusion as to what they were. I 
used to feel quite guilty at first, but that guilt 
soon went away to be replaced by the inquisitive lust 
of a horny young man.

Almost every other Sunday, Dad used to go to chapel, 
he was quite a strict Methodist. Mum used to sit 
downstairs in the lounge, generally reading a book but 
sometimes watching a television programme. She would 
have the volume turned up quite high as she was 
slightly deaf. 

On the first night (a Sunday) of my sexual adventure I 
was in my room probably reading with the Beatles or a 
similar group playing on Radio Luxembourg.

Charlie had been in her room, which was directly above 
the lounge. She tapped on my door and entered. 'I'm 
bored. What are you doing?' 'I WAS reading,' I 
replied, (probably and Alastair Maclean thriller). 

Charlie had a tight blouse and jeans on and I noticed 
that she appeared not to be wearing a bra. 'Wow!' I 
thought and my penis started to harden in my shorts. 
(I suppose I would have called it a 'cock' in those 
days).

She sat on the end of my bed and I just could not help 
but stare at her tits... And I got harder.. and 
harder! She could not help but notice, whatever I did 
I could not hide it!

Sure enough ..'What is that slicking out in your 
shorts?'

I'm sure she really knew, she had done sex ed at 
school even if our parents had not given her 'the 
talk'. ''Is that your willy?'

I was so embarrassed and went brilliant red but 
Charlie still looked at me with her question in her 
eyes.

'Err... err... em... It's not a willy, it's my c-
cock,' I eventually reply.

Completely un-phased she said, 'Can I see?'

My brain was moving quite fast now, all of a sudden I 
lost my embarrassment. The horny part of me suddenly 
saw an opportunity... 'I'll show you if you show me 
yours!' I don't know how I could have had such a 
stroke of brilliance... She looked intensely at me for 
a second and said ' well it's a bit naughty, but OK, 
if you don't tell anyone'. 

I did not think I could get any harder, but I did! My 
cock felt it was going to burst. Charlie unbuttoned 
and unzipped her jeans and 'skinned' them down her 
legs. I was starting to dribble from my open mouth as 
I watched intently waiting as she removed each foot 
from the jeans pooled at her feet. I was watching as 
the crotch of her white panties tightened as she 
lifted each knee in removing the garment. She tossed 
the jeans onto the floor at the bottom of my bed and I 
continued to watch, waiting for the next item of 
clothing... panties or blouse?

'No. It's your turn now.' My trousers were off in 
world record time as I watched for Charlie's next 
movement. She did not immediately remove her panties, 
but instead pulled them up with both hands and the 
crotch cut into her pussy.

That was all it took! I shot my bolt into my briefs 
with such intensity. There was cum all around my cock 
and balls and oozing up through the elasticated 
waistband at the top of my briefs. I slumped back onto 
my bed, my head spinning. 'What's the matter, what is 
happening? Rick, are you OK?' 

The she saw my cum leaking through my briefs and it 
dawned on her what I had done and she started 
giggling. 'Wow! Did I cause you to do that? Let me 
see.' And she pulled the waistband of my underwear 
down to my hips. 'Ew! Is that sperm?' She rubbed the 
tip of her finger in the cum near the end of my cock 
and looked at it curiously, then she sniffed it. 'It 
smells strange.' I was then amazed when she then 
popped her finger into her mouth and licked it clean. 
'It doesn't taste too bad but I think I'll pass on the 
rest. 'You'd better clean up.'

I stood and removed my briefs and my cum started 
dripping onto the carpet so I cleaned it off of my 
body, as best as I could, with my discarded briefs. I 
then shot to the bathroom, cleaned up with a flannel 
and towel and returned as quickly as I could to my 
bedroom. I think I was frightened that Charlie would 
have had had second thoughts and returned to her room. 
She was in fact laid out on my bed, on her back, her 
panties still stretched over her pussy. My cock was 
getting stiff and angry again instead of doing an 
imitation of a dead budgerigar!

'It's about time you took your knickers off, after all 
fair's fair' I said. Charlie stood and did a little 
strip her panties getting down to her ankles 
eventually. She removed one foot then flicked them to 
me with her toes, hitting me in the face. I caught 
them and pulled them to my nose. Wow! Charlie's pussy 
scent was exquisite. I slipped them under my pillow 
for later. She lay down again on my bed and I got on 
my knees to get a closer look at her pussy. It was so 
beautiful, just like a peach, a tight slit and all 
covered with a fine blond fuzz.

'It's not fair! I want to see yours as well!' I got 
onto the bed, on my side with my feet on the pillow 
and my head again level with her pussy and stared at 
it with gooey eyes. I could feel Charlie's hot breath 
on my cock, it was a full mast now. I leant over and 
gave her pussy a wet kiss, then another, the second 
time dragging my tongue along her slit. I felt her 
gasp and then a kiss and a lick on my helmet. 

That was all I needed, I rolled onto her, pulled her 
legs apart and set about her with my tongue. All the 
way from her arsehole to the top of her pussy... So 
tasty! I did not know anything about a 'clit' in those 
days but I must have caught it with my tongue a few 
times because she started convulsing and a liquid came 
out of her and drenched my face. 'Did you just pee?' I 
asked. 'No I did not' she replied, 'I just had an 
orgasm!'

'Well it was delicious! You can pee on me any time!' I 
got back to my pussy eating. I was not so keen on her 
licking and sucking me at the same time as it was 
distracting me from my purpose. 

Then I heard the front door open ... 'I'm home 
everyone!' Shit it was dad. We've never moved so fast. 
I was pulling my trousers on commando style, Charlie 
shot out of my door and into the bathroom. Phew! That 
was close!

Charlie's panties gave me much needed wanking material 
over the next two days although I never actually 
spunked in them. I did not want to contaminate her 
delicious pussy smells.

Tuesday evening I came in from work and grabbed a cup 
of tea. Mum came into the kitchen and closed the door 
behind her. 'I've got a bone to pick with you!'

I went red and spluttered 'Wwwhhat Mum?'

'What were Charlie's knickers doing in your bedroom?'

Fuck! (Sorry, I don't usually swear). How do I get out 
of this? ....... 'They must have got mixed up with my 
clothes that I got from the airing cupboard, Mum.'

A bit of a weak excuse but I might get away with it.

'These weren't clean, and anyway, they were under your 
pillow!'

Christ I'm busted! ...'It's a mystery to me. You 
didn't have any dirty washing with you when you came 
into my room to make my bed in the last couple of 
days. I could see a bit of doubt crossing Mum's face. 
' It's the only explanation I can think of.' Mum 
shrugged her shoulders, Christ I think she believed 
me.

'You'd better go and clean up before you come down to 
supper. Ready in 10 minutes.'

Mum, Charlie and I sat down for supper a short while 
later, dad was still up the fields spreading nitrogen 
fertiliser on spring cabbage, and except for 'Pass the 
salt' or 'Do you want another piece' we all eat in 
silence.

We'd finished when I said to Charlie, 'I'm taking Geo 
our (my) pet dog for a walk up the fields. Do you want 
to come?' 'Give me fifteen minutes to change' she 
replied.

We walked up the slight slope of the footpath between 
the separate fields behind the farmhouse, wheat one 
side and young brussel sprout plants the other. Geo 
had put up a rabbit and you could just see the wheat 
stems rapidly parting as he belted through the crop 
after his prey. 'I enjoyed our time together Sunday 
evening ... a lot,' said Charlie. 'Me to, I'd like to 
do it again, and maybe a bit more,' I replied as we 
reached Brown's Spinney. When I was younger I used to 
'pretend' camp in a clearing in the spinney. 'Let's 
see if the clearing is still there,' I said and ran 
ahead. 

Yup. There it was. There was a fallen tree lying 
across the corner of the clearing but everything else 
was as I remembered with rabbit droppings on the low 
grassy mounds, Geo went crazy.

I was busting for a pee and stood behind the fallen 
trunk, unzipped and started to pee. 'What are you 
doing?' 

'What does it look like.' 

'I want to help!'

Charlie rushed to my side causing me to lurch forward 
and piss on my shoes. She grabbed my cock with two 
fingers and began spraying about in figure of eight 
patterns. I'm sorry to say that my flow did not last 
much longer and probably finished sooner as I started 
to get stiff. 'That was fun,' she said as she dabbed 
the end with her handkerchief, then surprised me by 
bending and planting a little kiss in the tip of my 
helmet.

'It's your turn now,' I said trying to stretch the 
boundaries.

'I can't draw words on the ground like you can, anyway 
I don't know that I want to go.'

'Please. Please try,' I implored. Charlie pulled up 
her short skirt ... Wow! No knickers. She squatted 
down and leant back against the fallen tree trunk 
spreading her knees. I knelt in front of her 
transfixed on her furry pussy. I was drooling again.

'I don't think I can go,' she said as she strained. I 
reached forward and slid my finger slowly up her slit 
from bottom to top. 'That makes it even harder, if you 
want me to pee you won't have to touch it'. I pulled 
my hand away and after what seemed an age of straining 
a few little drops came from her pussy, then a few 
more, then a flow. I could not resist it anymore and 
reached out and put my finger in the liquid flow. The 
pee felt very hot... and so sexy. Her pee flow 
gradually petered out and I could not resist slipping 
my wet finger into my mouth. It tasted fairly strong 
and salty but gorgeous. The taboo nature of doing what 
I had done made it feel so sexy.

Charlie was just going to wipe herself with her 
handkerchief but I stopped her, I put my hands under 
each of her thighs, pushed her up higher onto the 
trunk, bent forward and licked her completely clean.

'Yuk! Why did you do that? I don't know why I'm 
questioning it because it felt really good. I didn't 
do much cause I didn't really want to go. If I'd known 
I would have drunk loads of water!' At that moment I 
leant in and kissed Charlie on the lips, we duelled 
tongues for a short while and then Charlie drew back. 
'Mm mm, I can taste my pee on your lips, it's nowhere 
near as bad as I thought. In fact I quite like it!'

I was so hard. My cock was still hanging out from when 
I pee'd. No it was not 'hanging', it was pointing to 
the tops of the trees. I was not far from coming and I 
started stroking it. Charlie watched for a short time 
and then said 'Let me do that!'

I lasted no more than 10 seconds and then I shot at 
least 6 pulses of spunk three or four feet across the 
grass. If I have not sat down on the trunk I would 
have fallen down, I was so dizzy. Charlie bent down 
and put her lips around my helmet and licked it clean. 
'Tastes better than last time! It's growing on me,' 
she said smacking her lips.

We could hear Geo in the background, yelping as he 
chased a rabbit. 'We ought to get back,' said Charlie 
as I disappointedly agreed.

'That was fun,' she said as we walk back across the 
farmyard, 'we'll have to do it again.' 

'Yes please,' I replied, 'but remember to drink loads 
of water next time!'

As she opened the back door, Charlie turned and looked 
at me. 'You'll have to give me more notice next time!'

To be continued?

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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