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Sleeping With My Sister
By Michael - Phoenix AZ
***
A pleasant interlude with ones sister can be a memory
that will stay with one for a lifetime. (mf-teens, inc,
mast, oral, 1st)
***
If you have read internet porn, then you're sure to
have come across so many incest stories that it almost
seems common place. But I think in reality there isn't
all that much of it going on in families. If you took a
moment to think about it you'd realize that having a
relationship with a sibling could be very awkward.
The story I'm about to tell you is true and yes, it is
about incest. Actually it is about the first time I had
sex and that “first time” was with my sister. This
story might not be as exciting as all those erotic
incest stories you've read on the net, but it is real,
every word is true, even the names that I use.
What happened to me was totally unexpected. My sister
Sandy was 16 at the time, two years older than me and a
lifetime ahead of me in sophistication. We were on our
annual family summer vacation, camping in the Rockies
when a summer storm came up causing a rather large
branch to break off at our campsite and demolish
Sandy's tent. Luckily we were all down at the lake when
that happened.
Until that incident our folks had a tent to themselves
and both Sandy and I had one for each of us. As it
turned out, I think our parent's had special plans for
each other that night because they persuaded us to
double up in my tent, instead of taking Sandy in.
I didn't mind, although at 14 that meant no jacking off
after lights out. (That's why my tent was always a bit
away from the others, out of the campfire lit area.) If
I had to, I guessed that I could hold out for one
night.
As it turned out that one night turned into two and
then three. After the fourth night I was ready to
explode. I needed to jack off in the worst way but now
with Sandy in my tent and the rest of each day in the
company of one family member or another, it was
virtually impossible to beat my meat.
On the fifth night I was thinking about jacking off
more than ever. I had my hand on my throbbing dick and
it was all slick with my natural lube and I was
thinking about getting up and going to the latrine and
beating off there in the dark.
But for some reason I just started to rub on my dick
while lying in my sleeping bag next to Sandy. I figured
that I could get away with it and I had a bandana to
cum in, so what the hell. I turned on my side facing
away from my sister and began to slowly jack off. It
felt wonderful and needless to say I didn't last very
long.
In fact my orgasm was so intense that I groaned out
load as I came. I quickly stifled the groan, but I knew
that my sister would have heard it if she was awake.
There was nothing I could do but lie there and wait,
cum dripping into my sleeping bag. So much cum that I
could smell it. I hadn't thought of that!
Finally I fell asleep.
The next morning Sandy got up first and when I climbed
out of the tent and walked into the campsite she seemed
normal like she hadn't suspected anything. I vowed not
to jack off again while she was staying in my tent.
I brought up the idea that we should go into town to
see about replacing Sandy's tent but to my surprise,
Sandy dissuaded our parents from going. She said that
she didn't mind sharing and that we were actually
getting to know each other better and she had no
complaints.
That fixed it, no way would our folk's dream of
changing things if we were suddenly getting along, it's
every parent's dream to have their kids like each
other. I wondered why Sandy had done that. Did she know
what I'd done the night before? Was she trying to make
me suffer by staying in my tent so I couldn't get off
again?
Looking back, I now realize that my sister had a scheme
in mind. I even caught her glancing at me a couple of
times that day with a speculative look in her eyes. But
being a dumb 14 year old male I didn't have a clue.
That night is when it happened. We got into our
sleeping bags and turned the pressure lamp out and I
settled in to sleep. Then as the night closed in around
us I heard my sister whisper, "Johnny, I smelled your
cum last night. Did you enjoy yourself?"
My heart instantly began to pound in my chest and I
knew that my face and ears must be flaming red and
total embarrassment and humiliation flowed over me. How
would I ever live this down? Caught jacking off by my
sister. I could imagine her telling all her girlfriends
about her dumb-ass little brother and how he wanked off
beside his sister on summer vacation.
Finally, in the utter silence left from her statement
of fact I croaked, "W-what are you talking about?" I
tried to sound incensed, but it was a halfhearted
attempt at best.
She didn't say anything. I was facing away from Sandy
when her hand snaked into my sleeping bag over my hip
from behind, I almost jumped out of my skin. I felt her
arm move over me and then I felt her hand sink down my
front. She had scrunch up closer and move over me so
that her face was near my ear and as her hand touched
the front of my briefs (I learned in the boy scouts
that you should always remove shirt and pants so that
your body heat will warm the sleeping bag faster.) and
then she squeezed my flaccid dick through the material
of my underwear.
"Johnny, it's nothing to be ashamed of," she said. "It
just means that you're turning into a man, and men have
needs."
I couldn't even swallow; I think my heart was in my
throat by this time. I wasn't turned-on by my sister's
actions; I was more frightened than anything. I mean,
Sandy was and is a fine looking female, don't get me
wrong. I admit that even as her brother I'd had a few
speculative thoughts about her when she would wear a
bikini, but I never actually went as far as thinking
about sex with her.
I lay there stiff as a board as her fingers began to
massage my crotch and she continued to whisper in my
ear, "I'll help you out little brother, let Sandy do it
for you tonight." Her hand slipped into my briefs and I
suddenly had a girl's flesh touching my most intimate
parts.
I wanted to get away, to jump up and run, but at the
same time I wanted that hand to jack me off too. Her
hand and her whispering were having their affect on my
hormone-ridden teenage body and my dick was suddenly
stiff as a steel rod as her hand slowly yanking it up
and down.
"Mmm, nice Johnny, that would feel nice nestled in a
girl's slit, wouldn't it? You'd like to cum in a girl
wouldn't you Johnny?" She went on and on with other
suggestive things like what it would be like to share
me with her girlfriends and how Janet her best friend
had gone on about how cute her little brother was. She
even suggested that she could fix me up with Janet so
she could take my cherry. I guess she just assumed that
I was a virgin by the pathetic way was I just lying
there.
Needless to say I spewed my cum all over the inside of
my sleeping bag. It was glorious! I spurt and spurt and
my body jerked and jerked as I emptied myself of my
lust as Sandy's fingers continued to pump me, becoming
coated with my sticky cum.
Then finally, after I had nothing left, my sister
pulled her hand out of my sticky briefs and as she
brought it out into the dark of the tent she brushed my
lips with her sticky fingers. I instinctively rubbed my
mouth with the back of my hand. I didn't want to taste
my cum. She playfully stuck a cum covered finger in my
ear and I loudly complained that she should stop that,
which she finally did.
That was all that happened that night. Sandy just
giggled and rolled over and went to sleep. It took me a
lot longer to sleep that night. The sensations that I'd
just experienced were mind blowing. As I realized what
had just happened to me I got a boner again and
desperately wanted to do some more things with Sandy. I
didn't really know what things, but I was so horny I
"needed" more contact.
Finally I did go to sleep, but I didn't sleep very well
and was tired and bleary eyed in the morning.
Sandy found little ways to tease me during the next day
that only she and I would get. I couldn't tear my eyes
of her as we went about our normal day. We went down to
the lake to swim like we'd done everyday and I watched
Sandy's body with a kind of perverted interest that
made me blush with shame.
Unlike the previous day (When I was an innocent) now I
thought of my sister "sexually" and envisioned her in
all the ways a 14 year old boy could envision a woman.
Deep down inside I knew that she had just been teasing
me, that she'd end up ridiculing me, but I also now
knew what it felt like to be jacked off my a girl, and
I was willing to put up with ridicule or humiliation to
get some more of that.
When Dad suggested that we go into town for supplies
and while in town Sandy could see if there were any
tents available my heart almost stopped. She seemed
cheerfully willing to go in with Dad and to take a look
at what was available. I stayed behind with Mom,
totally dejected, knowing for sure now that Sandy had
just been teasing me.
At least I'd have the memory of that night and I'd have
a real experience to jack off to now.
You can't imagine my excited delight when Dad and Sandy
came back from town with only food and drink.
Apparently Sandy couldn't find a tent she liked and had
said that instead of buying a crappy tent she'd rather
bunk with -- me not that we where getting long so well
-- but she just didn’t want to waste the money.
I was so happy I almost fainted.
That night I almost gave myself away, I was in such a
hurry to turn in. Mom asked me if I felt okay, she
noted that I was acting funny. I told her that I felt
fine and after that I tried to settle down and act
normal.
Finally after what seemed like forever it was time to
hit the sleeping bags. I was determined to make
something happen. I needed something to happen badly.
I'd been hard all day and even had to relieve myself at
lunch time in the latrine. I was so ready I knew that I
would cry if Sandy wouldn't go along.
That almost happened, or maybe my sister was just
trying to show she had the control over our new
exciting relationship. She got into her sleeping bag
and turned over on her side facing away from me like
she was going to sleep. I didn't know what to do. But I
had to do something.
What I finally did was what she'd done to me the night
before. I reached over her with an arm and shoved my
hand down her front. Sandy didn't try to stop me; she
just rolled over on her back and smiled at me. I hadn't
turned the pressure lamp off yet and wasn't about to
now as I unzipped her bag and folded it open to her
knees.
Sandy wasn't wearing any panties! She was naked from
the waist down and she looked glorious. Sandy is blonde
and so is her bush. I just sat propped up on one elbow
with my hand on the flat of her stomach and stared at
that bush and the vee between her thighs, those
wonderful thighs.
Then when she took my hand and began rubbing it against
her crinkly golden bush I took over. It was amazing to
be so close to a naked girl. I had imagined many times
what a naked girl would look like and what I’d do with
one if I ever got the chance, but reality was so much
better. Her skin was so soft and smooth, much softer
than mine, almost alien.
But when my fingers found her slit and her beautiful
body stiffened and she gave off a quite groan of
pleasure my whole being shrunk down to that one area. I
moved my face so close to her slit that I could see
everything and I could smell her arousal. Don't ask me
how I knew that, I just did and it was fantastic, that
smell made me so hard that it actually hurt.
Then with a little whispered instruction I began to
masturbate my sister’s slick slit. It was so hot to
watch her body jerk with pleasure when I did it right.
I was fascinated with her nub, her clit. I knew about
that but had never really though about it before. And
when I touched it with my tongue and Sandy went wild,
that was all it took, I buried my face between her legs
and eat her nub and folds like a maniac. I was careful,
but enthusiastic.
It wasn't more than a couple of minutes before I felt
juice fill my mouth and Sandy let out a long low
guttural groan and her body tensed so heard that she
looked like she was trying to give birth or something.
I had cum in my briefs. I realized that I was going to
have to make a trip to the Laundromat in town soon.
We played with each other for the rest of the trip and
really enjoyed ourselves. Sandy gave me a blowjob just
about every night after that and I eat her every night.
We never actually had intercourse, although we did end
up zipping our sleeping bags together so we had ready
access to the other's bodies.
Our family camping vacation of 1998 was the best we
ever had. But once we got home the toy shop suddenly
went out of business. When I brought up the subject
Sandy said that she'd enjoyed it and she kindly called
me things like a "real stud muffin", but that we
couldn't continue on doing it together. She was nice
about it and pointed out that there was no future in a
relationship like that and we should just remember it
as childish play.
Childish play?
Oh well, what did I have to complain about? After all I
got some stunning memories out of it and the kind of
experience that guys twice my age didn't have. And I
became very popular with the girls in high school over
the next couple of years.
END
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