This has been pent up inside for years. I have never told a soul until now. As to whether this is a true story or not, it is unfeigned to the best of my memory. The thing is there truly are two slope to every story, so I am telling my side…. The way I remember the play along consequence.
I was fifteen playing football game on the high school freshman team ; left outdoors linebacker and second drawing string fullback. I wasn't real big. From the prison term I started schooltime until eighth class I was one of the openhanded kids in my ground level, however, I stopped growing and everyone else shot up the summer before high up school. I was five foot eight and weighed around 120 pounds. Shoulder duration"almost"mordant hair and was shaving by this clip about twice a week.
football pattern at my school started a week or two before school started, so when I came family from afternoon exercise my younger Sister Kimmy was nursing home and my mom got home from body of work about 15 or twenty dollar bill proceedings later.
On this special day I came in the star sign and trotted up the stair, a flow of epinephrine still pumping through my consistence from exercise. At the top of the stairs there was the master sleeping room to the right and two smaller bedrooms to the left. I turned left to go to my room and Kimmy's door was undefended and she was listening to a new record. ( You know those things that had music on them before CDs or cassette tapes )"Hey come in here and listen"she said before I could get to my chamber. I walked in and dropped my duffle bag on the floor and sat on the trading floor following to her. I honestly can't remember what she was listening to but she ranted on about it for a few minutes.
A little bit about our family relationship here. I was two old age sure-enough than Kimmy so although I was always the protective big sidekick, a lot of the time she was just an gravel petty brat. Don't get me haywire ; I loved her and didn't psyche hanging out with her…. Unless there was something better to do. Kimmy was about four foot eleven, on a marvellous day, and at 13 had not begun to develop yet. Her hair was a match inches longer than mine and a couple shades lighter. She wore glasses that were a little too big for her face and at that age was what one might relate to as an ugly duckling.
So we are sitting on the storey and Kimmy all of a sudden lies out across my lap to grab my duffle bag that was on the polar incline of me. She pulls it back to her unzipping it along the way."What you got in here ?"she asked, pulling my jock strap out and holding it above her head. I can't even get down to report how fucking embarrassed I was."Give it here"I yelled diving for it. Kimmy dropped to her English on the story clenching my athletic supporter strap in both of her work force. I tried to take hold of it from her as we wrestled on the trading floor but she was wirey and kept squiggling away. To my electric shock, as we were flopping all over the floor I realized I had a massive hard on. I finally got the strap back but as I was opening my duffle bag again to put it away, she grabbed it out of my hand again. She stood up, and I jumped up knocking her on the bed on her back, falling on top of her ; still trying to take hold of the jockstrap shoulder strap that was again above her drumhead. So this is the scene. My babe Sister lying on the bed, peg spread, coat of arms stretched above her head… me lying on top of her, my virgin stopcock pressing into her os pubis with my hands on her hands trying to root for that fucking jock strap out of her hands….. Both of us squirming in our little fight….. and our mom walks in."What the snake pit are you two doing ? ? ! ! Get the the pits off her…. Go to your room !"Twice now in the endure duad of proceedings I was mortified. The jock strap fell loose in Kimmy's handwriting and I grabbed it up in one hand swooped up my duffle bag in the other as I ran to my room.
Mom turned around and marched down the stairs. I sat on my bed, door closed with a million thoughts going through my psyche."God I am in so lots trouble….Mom probably thinks I was dry humping Kimmy….. Aw shit I have a hard on still….. I was dry humping her ! the idea rolled through my nous. I got up and locked my door, dropping my pants I took my cock into my hand and started stroking it slowly. I went over and lay on my bed stroking gruelling and faster.
As I said I stopped growing that premature summer, so by this time, my putz was as big as it is now….. seven and a half inches but pretty fat. When I looked down at my peter in my handwriting, it was as big as I had ever seen it previously. Looking back, I was just a teenage boy with hormone going in every direction…. But that day all I knew is that I was horny as hell. When I shot my encumbrance I thought for sure it would hit the ceiling ; of course it didn't. It did go everywhere though. I ended up running to the upstair lavatory to get a wet washables cloth to clean my jizz off my cervix and chest, my bed spread head and even off the carpet.
Shortly after mom called us down steps for dinner. When I walked into the modest dining room Kimmy was already there. Still in her playful mood. When I stepped into the room she was waiting and pinched me hard in the side. Now I don't know what was going through her mind, if anything, but I was still freaking out about what mom view. So being a fifteen year old boy I punched her in the arm….. Just as mom walked into pot."What has gotten into you today ?"she blared."You two have been fighting ever since I got home…. Now it's time to give up or you'll both be grounded ‘ til Christ comes back !"Mom wasn't religious ; it was just her way of saying ‘ forever ’.
Now to this day I don't think it was intentional but with Kimmy's goofing off and pinching me it solidified, to mom, the fact that we were fighting and not that I was trying to get into my little sis's pants. That took a lot off my mind. The three of us sat and ate dinner as we always did ; mom at the end of the table, Kimmy and I across from each other. Dad had passed away a couple eld prior in a work related, so now it was the three of us. His insurance paid for the car and the house and left a little in the bank, so with mom working full time we were able to get by.
That night was like any other. The next first light mom went off to run and I was getting ready to go to morning practice session. Kimmy was following me around the theater rambling about what ever popped into her head. I was heading out the door and told her I would be home in a couple time of day. She jumped up with her arms around my neck and kissed me toilsome on the check then ran up stairs."That was weird"I thought.
Then that evening at dinner party I felt something rubbing my foot under the table…. Too lowly and not hairy enough to be our dog. I casually looked under the table and Kimmy's barefoot was rubbing my foot. I looked up at her and she just smiled. I'm so naive that I'm thinking"aw my kid sister… she looks up to me"and thought nix more than of it ; until I realized it felt good and that my fucking cock was hard again. Damn it. It was always hard.
The following dark we were watching T.V. Mom was sitting in the recliner with her knees tucked up under her monumental tit and was covered with a little blanket. I was sitting on the couch when Kimmy came bouncing into the elbow room and threw herself on the couch next to me."Kimberly"mom yelled"quit jumping on the piece of furniture !"“ Sorry"my little sister replied as she sprawled herself out, head at the far end feet pushing against the position of my leg. I passed on the chance to bitch at her about taking up the unit lounge, and continued watching the television. After a bit she grabbed one of mom's throw pillows and tucked it under her mind, readjusting herself so her feet were now on my leg…. Not near my turncock, but I guess my peter didn't realize that. and again, I was hard.
I pulled a cover off the back off the couch and covered my lap so no one could see my erection. Did she know what see was doing ? Or was this just her being a 13 class old girl and me having no controller over when I got a arduous on ? I didn't know which. After about half an hour of just watching TV. Mom got up and said"I'm going to bed tike, don't stay up too belated"and she padded across the carpeted floor and up the stairs to her room.
It didn't take 30 seconds before Kimmy's understructure then moved to my stopcock, just brushing it at first, again I was too embarrassed to say anything, so a few s later she moved in for a full fledged rub."Stop it"I whispered."Whatsa matter, you got a woody ?"“ What do you bonk about it ?"I asked in a grumbling part."I know things"she countered."Yeah ? What ?"I asked again. The senior young lady on the bus said that boys like it when you rub their stuff…..do you like it ?"“ No."“ Doesn't it finger good when I do that ?"“ fountainhead yeah it does. That's why that happens"I said nodding toward my erecting ; which her foot was still lightly rubbing by the way."Well if it feels good then why don't you like it ?"“ I don't know"I mumbled. She had head that I didn't know the answer to. I didn't understand my own body well enough, and definitely not enough to explicate it to her. On top of everything else, she is my kid sister. She just continued rubbing my crotch watching me as she did. She was right, it did feel good and it was a infernal region of a lot wagerer than her being a fiddling brat ; so I laid my principal back and closed my optic.
Kimmy's plain feet were now both rubbing my stopcock through my jean. My cock was threatening to bust out ; I unbuttoned my jeans and let the tip of my erection pop out the top. Kimmy's foot was now directly on my cock head. The first girl to ever touch it…. Other than my mom when I was a baby, but obviously I didn't remember that. Only a consequence later I shot my wad all over her foot and my belly.
She giggled"Oooooo it's all gooey"I got up to get a backwash cloth"sit there"I told her"You get that on mom's carpet and she'll kill us ”. Looking back on it, if she knew what just happened she would have killed us twice ! I came back in the room with a wet cloth wiping off my stomach. I sat back down on the redact"Gim me your foot"I told her. She placed her fundament back in my lap and for the first time I got a good smell at my cum all over her cute fiddling groundwork. I think that's why I have such a fundament fetish today. I took the damp rag and wiped her groundwork clean and jerk as she jumped,"That tickles"she said. Then she snuggled up to me."Did you like that ?"she asked."Yup"I said. Then immediately thought"I'm an idiot. My babe just became the first girl to ever make me cum snd all I could think to say was yup ? Really ?
"I couldn't see only the top of it, can I see it all ?"Kimmy asked. Before I could serve her hand was busy unbuttoning my pants again, then the zipper and then my turncock was destitute from my pants and prisoner to her handwriting."Wow it's kinda big"( It's actually only about 7 ½ in long, but pretty fat and fully erect again. ) I won't lie, that gave me a encouragement of pride and a cost increase of self-assurance. I slid my mitt up her shirt finding her belittled ‘ over easy egg'tit. I awkwardly rubbed my thumb over her teat. I must have done something right because I got a farsighted ‘ mmmm'from her. My confidence rose again and I lifted her shirt and for the number 1 time I saw a girls breast. I leaned my head forward and let the tip of my tongue over a nipple and when she didn't stop me I took it in my mouth and lightly sucked on it. Kimmy's hand began to stroke my pecker. I was in paradise. And then mom's voice from upstairs ;"what are you fry doing down there ? It's time for bed."You have never seen two minor move so fast. Kimmy's script shoved my swollen penis back into my pants…. I thought she broke it ! My head pellet back allowing her baggy t shirt to drop and get over her bureau. Kimmy was on her feet and bounced up the stairs. I readjusted my member in my pants, buttoned and zipped and then slowly followed. I jacked off two more times that Night before finally falling asleep. My alarm clock went off way too early.
When I got family from morning exercise, I jumped in the exhibitor and headed back to my room. When I opened the door, Kimmy was sitting on my bed wearing a pair of blue gym shorts and a Andrew Dickson White tank top displaying the emblem of an Indian honcho, which was our high school logo.
Big brother instinctively stepped in."What are you doing in my room ?"I grunted at her. Forgetting the fact that she had given me a foot job last night, she was in my way. ( what a teenage goon I was )"I just had to do something"she retorted."well do it and get out ”. She stood up and bolted toward the door, grabbing my towel on the way by. I turned to tail her to get my towel back. I guess I could induce just closed the door and got dressed but she had thrown the gauntlet.
I chased her the match of stair into her elbow room. She was backed up with no where to go. Me blocking her escapism from the straw man, her bed and the wall behind her. I lunged for the towel and she moved to the side. I hooked her with my arm and pulled her to the bed. She rolled trying to get away and I rolled over on top her just like before I was laying on top of her with her legs diffuse this meter however I was naked. She pushed her hips forward, grinding her self into my erection and moaned loudly. I pushed my lips to hers and she slid her knife into my mouth. I would love to tell you that it was a long warm passioate osculation, but in reality we were both inexperienced so Im sure enough it was more like two paragon Benards slobbering on each early.
We started meeting each other's thrusts as I grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pushed it over her heading. My lip found its way down to her pocket-size breast and I took a nipple in my mouth. Kimmy was now groaning out her pleasure as she wrapped her legs tightly around me and began to scream. She held on to me until her quivering subsided. I wanted to see her pussy ; I had never seen one in tangible sprightliness before. I slid down and started to slither her trunks off and noticed that they were wet right through. I slid them over her second joint and sura and then her cute picayune pes. Looking up, there it was ; starring back at me, parted, wet and welcoming my touch.
My cheek ran up the inside of her leg as I slowly worked my way toward her wetness, When Igot there I kissed it Kimmy purred.I kissed it again then I licked her juice from my brim. I slowly explored around the outside of her hairless pussycat with the tip of my spit. Kimmy squirmed. It was nice making her squirm. I let my tongue go into her wet lips"That feeling so good"she sighed. I was taking my time… not because it was turning her on but because I had no clue what I was doing. I was listening to her reaction so I would know what girls like and didn't like. It would lease a few more years to project out that all female person didn't nessisarily like the Lapp things. I licked faster and harder until Kimmy came hard and long. I got such a kick making her cum. Then she took my swollen penis in her script and stroked it until I came ; she kissed the head of my prick just as I was blowing my load. It went all over her face. It didn't even seem to unsettle her. She just licked it off her lips and moaned.
I skipped afternoon practice and we threw dress on when mom got home. We spent the rest of that day and all of that summer scholarship and teaching each other about our bodies. There would be many years to follow .