When I was xvii I had a job in a diesel grease monkey's shop. I came home every day at four 30, dirty and stinking. I was living at my phratry's house to redeem money. I'd take a long rain shower, lay down in my way for a abruptly nap until dinner time.

One good afternoon in late summer, a really scorching Thursday, I had showered and was laying on my bed in nothing but a towel. There was a minuscule tap at my door and my sister Willy came in. Her literal name is Wilhelmina after a granddad, but she is only known as Willy. She's a couplet age young than me, a sophomore, existent smartness and real pretty. She's about five three, almost all peg and a century twenty, much of which is boobs and butt face. We get along very well and have always looked out for each other.

"Timmy, I need a favor from you,"she said with a distinctly embarrassed aspect on her face.

"Sure, Willy, anything for you, you know that. What can I do for you ? Is mom bugging you about your dress again ?"

"No, it's nothing like that, it's unlike. My girlfriends are making fun of me at school because I don't go out with a guy, and I've never seen a guy's—you know — thing. Would it be OK to look at yours, just so I know what they're talking about ?"

"Well, I guess so, I'm surprised you haven't seen me in the exhibitor or anything like that, but if you want a good look, I'm OK with that."

I stood up and unwrapped the towel and let it pass to the flooring. She got a petty red in the face but took a good flavor, walking around me to see from different angles.

"It's so hairy ! So those are your lump hanging down at the bottom ? They're all wrinkly looking,"she said."That's where the infant ejaculate are ?"

"Yeah, that's just how the skin is, it smooths out when things start to happen."

"I thought it would be heavy, the girlfriend talk about their guys like it's the size of a cuke. Maybe you're just small-scale than average,"she said. I couldn't let that go by.

"well, you have to sympathize, it's limp right now because I just took a rain shower and I'm tired, it gets a lot grownup when its stimulated. I'm actually vainglorious than most guys."

"Can I see that ? I'd like to have sex what it looks like when it's big. Do I just touch it or what ? How does it work ?"Willy looked pretty excited at this point.

"Pretty much. You touch it and rub or squash it and it gets bigger. I can do that for you if you want."

"I'd like to do that myself, if it's OK with you. I'd like to make out how to do that."

"I guess that would be OK, Mom and Dad won't be home for another time of day. This isn't something you usually do with a kin member, but we won't go too far or tell anybody. You can't separate your friends. You'll have to arrive at up some early storey if you want them to live what you found out."I was starting to suffer doubts about the whole thing.

"That's OK, I won't tell anybody it was you. So, what do I do ?"

"I'll sit on the edge of the bed like this, and you pull the chairperson up so you're facing me. Now just demand it in your handwriting and lift it up. You can stretch it out a little but don't clout too hard. It's leisurely to be too boisterous. Yeah, that's perfect, just a light tug and squeeze play. Just do that a footling longer."

"Oh, assuredness, it's getting bigger already, it's like it's growing. When will it lay off ?"

"Just proceed going and you'll see. Now wrap your hand around it and move up and down just like you're polishing it. Spit on your hand for lubrication. Yeah, that's perfect.

"God it's like a summer sausage, intemperately and soft at the Same time."She was still polishing away, and a crisis peak was getting close.

That's as big as it will get, so you'll have to stop now."I told her.

"Oh, I though from what my admirer said that something big happened at the end,"Willy said with a pout.

"It does, it does, and it's just about to happen, but I'd rather not do it with you, I don't think it's appropriate right now, plus it's very messy and you're not quick for it.

"Ok, so maybe another time,"she said.

"Yeah,"I heard myself say,"Another time."

The minute she was out the doorway, I got a tee-shirt out of the trammel and finished myself off. I wouldn't have been able to walk down to dinner with that hardon.

Exactly a calendar week later on Th afternoon, I heard that little tap on my door and Willy came in for another lesson.

"This metre I want to see the end parting too,"she said firmly. She was using a double handed twisting strangle when she said it, so I had no argument.

"Better get a tissue, and right away,"I said.

"Oh my God ! How a lot is there ?"the cum was running down over her fists. I was jerking and thrashing with the coming. It took three tissue to houseclean it up.

She did me every Thursday all the rest of that summertime. Where ever she was getting her info, she got better every week. By this metre, she wasn't strangling any more but letting me spray free. This led to one of the most memorable episodes.

I was having trouble getting hard. I just wasn't feeling it. She was doing beautifully, a two-handed elevator that should have had me blowing up.

"What's wrong Timmy am I doing something wrong ?"she asked.

"No, no, I'm just not feeling it today,"I said.

"I have an melodic theme that might assist ; my girlfriend say this works, I'll display you my tits. She pulled up her sweater and held it under her chin. Her tits were sodding, high hard and round with blockheaded large nipples as hard as wood. It worked, I went off like a rocket. It took half a box of tissue to clean her up.

Once in early Sept she had another idea.

"Some of my acquaintance say that put it in their mouth when their beau gets close. They say it's really cool. I want to try that,"she said.

"No, I don't think so. You're my sister and it's possible to get diseases that way, so no, not with me."

school started, and we missed a few Thursdays while she was doing school assignment or extramarital stuff.

Then on a Fri late in September I heard that little tap and Willy came in, but this time she had soul with her.

"Timmy, this is Dixie, she's two years younger than me she's and in my environmental science class, and she's like to see your thing. She's never seen one and experience left out. I told her I could help. I hope you don't mind."

Dixieland wasn't especially pretty. She was too young to accept much of a figure. Her hairsbreadth was kind of a mousy blond in pigtails behind her ears. She was embarrassed and a titterer. She wouldn't facial expression at me and kept scuffing her shoes against the story, pulling the hem of her skirt down and giggling.

"Nice to meet you Confederate States of America, I'm glad Willy has a decent Friend. I guess I won't mind if you stay."

Willy took me by the hired man, stood me up and took my towel.

Dixie looked at the floor, she looked at the ceiling and finally at me.

"Ye gods ! It's so hairy"and she giggled."Why is it so little ?"

"Now watch, this is what you wanted to see,"Willy said. She pulled up her chair and lifted my shaft. It took about thirty secondment for Dixie to interchange her tune.

‘ Ye god ! How big will it get ?"

"It's still got a way to go, just retain watching."

"Can I touch it ?"Ye idol ! It's hard and mild at the same time and it's so warm."She tried a milking motion with a finger just under the drumhead which felt very good, she had a light delicate touch.

I was surprised that it was sort of distracting to have an audience. I thought about the porn mavin that had to do this all day with a film crew and hot lights.

Willy took over again.

"Do you always just do it this way, just up and down with your fist, is that all you do ?"Dixie asked.

"Oh, no. There's batch of other things. This is just the basic affair I'm showing you. Here's some others. This is the claw, you make you hand into a claw like in the toy grappling machines then slide it down so that the spinal column of your nails make contact first. This is the O-ring, you make your thumb and first finger into an O and then slide up and down like this. You can use two hands with a twisting motion like this. It's of import to keep your paw lubricated. spitting is the just way, like this,"and she dropped a big loogie on the head of my prick. South leaned over and added another gob.

"How do you live when you're done ?"Dixie asked.

"Well, after you get it as big as you can, because that feels best for the guy. He finally has a orgasm where the child source come out and then he's done. Now Tim's not too close yet, he's got a way to go. Here are some former affair he likes. See this spot just under the top dog where it attaches to the shaft ? He likes it when you rub there. Also, if you use the fist the way you were before but at the top, rotate you hand so the palm hitch over the head. Let me show you."

"He's still not quite there. One way you can tell, just before he finishes, the petty incision where the juice come out opens up. Once that happens the guy can't diaphragm. I wonder why he's not done. Maybe it's because you're here."

"Tim, what's the matter, is there something else you'd like ?"

"I'm just not quite feeling it tonight."I said. Actually, I was a lot closer than she thought.

"Oh, I know what to do. Dixie, register him your breast !"

"Ye Supreme Being, I don't know, mine aren't like yours."

"That's OK, he's already seen mine. Just pull in up your shirt."

Confederacy was regal with plethora, but she did it. She was almost flat, but she had the prettiest unwavering mammilla. I immediately started to churn, and Willy could sense it as she held onto my shaft.

"Play with them !"Willy ordered her.

Confederacy looked at the size of me, blushed even deeper red and started stroking, pinching and twisting her nipples.

"Look, Confederacy, he loves your titmouse. The slit is opening, really a lot, just lean over here and see how astray it is. This will be good."

She leaned over and looked at the tip of my dick. I whispered to her,

"better stand up, Dixie."She did.

"Look at his face, Dixie, that's what's called his O-face,"Willy said.

"Why is it called that ?"she asked. The first bang of cum hit her just under the chin.

"O !"she said. Her middle were open wide.

I blew like a fire hose. dixie had turned her face away, but Willy cupped my balls, kept up her milking motion and aimed me like a fire extinguisher at Dixie's chest and sprayed her John L. H. Down, aiming at one piddling titty then the other. I pumped until I was dry. There was cum dripping off her throat, both her little tits and down her belly.

"Ye gods ! It's like warm soup. Is every guy like that ?"

The cleanup took a long time and I thought Willy spent a little more meter cleaning South's tits than was necessary. And there was no understanding at all for all the wiping under her skirt .