I 'm Pete. Yes, that 's about how arouse I am. 5-6 140 lb, shadow brown hair. The sole thing keeping me from being the typical wonk is the lack of glasses. And my skin 's pretty clear. My experience with girlfriend more or less started and ended when Virgin Mary Francessa stroked my stopcock awhile back. She stopped, 'before it made a jam', and really was n't all that impressed. And that was awhile back. I 'm a senior now and unlikely to get any action at my current school. Now it was a matter of surviving until graduation, then starting over at a university. At least that was my dream.

I was moping around the house when my younger Sister, by a year, came into the support way. Bev did n't have my problems. Everything was easy for her. She was almost 2 inch taller, had light brown hair's-breadth that was usually in a pony tush and easily attracted whatever guys interested her. Where I was unforesightful and skinny, Bev was tall and more of a cheerleader type. And to top it off, she was every bit as voguish as me.

'' What 's up Pete ? ``

'' Nothing. Lapplander old shit. ``

'' Bummer. So, what do yo want for Christmas ? nil too expensive, cause, I 'm broke. ``

'' Um ... know any girls who will go out with me ? ``

'' Sorry Pete. You 're on your own there. '' She plopped down next to me. She looked at me with a pouty face.

'' What about Mary ? ``

'' Nah, she, um ... ''

'' I thought you said she gave you.. ''

'' Sssh, Mom might take heed. Yeah well kinda but not all the way. ``

'' Crap, what a coquette. ``

'' You do that ? ``

'' Kinda personal Pete, but yeah, I have. ``

'' Have you also ... ''

'' Stop there. This is n't Truth or Dare. ``

'' Sorry. At least someone 's getting some. '' She gave me a ready hug.

'' Hang in there. '' Then she was gone. Off to her elbow room. After our slight chat I noticed I had the beginning of a hardon. I also noted Bev 's butt as she left the room. She 's my sister, but, yeah I noticed.

A few days before Christmas Bev was complaining that she was going to a Xmas company but did n't stimulate the required `` ugly/flashy Yule perspirer '', and also no money to buy one. Mom agreed that I could yield her my gift early. As she ripped off the paper and pulled apart the box her look of anticipation turned to excitement when she saw the big putting surface jumper with red aim and reindeer and flashing lights.

'' Oh my god, this is perfect Pete. Thanks SOOOOO much ! '' She hugged me. I felt her booby crush against me. Stop it Pete. A peck on the cheek and she was off to try it on. My mother looked at me,

'' That was dainty Pete. Thoughtful. And you know she probably wo n't be able to buy you anything so nice. ``

'' It 's ok. She 's happy so I 'm happy. You can maybe get me that book I wanted and plow it from Bev ? ``

'' mess. You 're a good Brother. ``

'' Thanks. '' I really did n't listen. I got enjoyment from my family being well-chosen. When Bev came out with what appeared to be just the perspirer on, all radiance and sparkly, it made my day. Mom had another thought,

'' It looks lovely, fun, but I do hope you 're wearing more than that. ``

'' Oh Mom, stop. Of course of instruction I 'll wear leggings.. And anyway, I DO take undies on. She turned and flashed her behind, properly covered.

Mom, `` BEV ! ``

My thoughts, holy shit BEV. Wow. Of course I 've seen her in bathing suits. She has a nice full butt. Not actual big, but not a little skinny one either. The sweater was big and unaffixed, which hid her 34C tit, I fold washables sometimes, which I 've also seen in bathing suits. But it 's been months. And she 's still maturing and why am I thinking about my sister 's body ?

The company was on a Sabbatum. Mom and Dad were going to gossip acquaintance for the weekend. I was going to relax at rest home. Mainly because I did n't have a ameliorate crack. But with no one habitation I could suffer a few hr, check out some smut and flirt with myself. I was n't really getting anywhere with the usual stuff. Sure, my cock was hard and the sex on filmdom was hot, but I was distracted. It was weird. I kept thinking about Bev 's buns in her underwear. As much of a sex deprived, erotica observance, masturbator as I was, I 'd never given any real thought process to the idea that there was a sexy Pres Young woman in my own household. Bev could sit around in shorts and a tee, walk to her room in a towel and I never gave it any sentiment. Until now. And it kind of ruined my humor. Not the view of Bev, those were keeping me heavily despite how awkward it made me experience. But I could n't attain myself jerkoff to those persuasion. It seemed wrong. Bev, in the perspirer I gave her, and her underwear. Stop it Pete.

I noticed the metre and got myself together. I had an almost painful pauperism, but I was as unrealised as when Mary Francessa left me with blue balls. But Bev would be home soon. Even though the parents were away, she 'd be home by eleven. They trusted us and Bev would be on time, and not toast. And me. I usually had nowhere to go anyway. I heard the door downstairs. Yep, 11:10. She was singing to herself. It must birth been a great company. I listened. icebox, glassful clinking, piddle running, then Bev 's understructure bouncing up the stair. As she came by my room she looked in. The door was give. Our augury that visitant were welcome. I had a game up on the computer when I turned in my chair.

'' Hi Bev, good party ? ``

'' YEAH ! And my sweater was a hit. '' I 'm surely. I looked at her standing there so bubbly. The loose sweater mostly hiding her bosom, then just covering her seat, her legs now covered by nasty leg covering. leg covering that made her ramification spirit particularly nice. Not close, more gymnastic. Not thick exactly. And maybe I was staring too long. `` Pete, you ok ? ``

'' Yeah, yeah I 'm good. gladiolus you had fun. ``

'' And thanks again for this greeat sweater. '' She walked in the way. When she came over and gave me a hug I could experience what her sweater was hiding. I could smell what she was wearing. Light, airy, freshly. I-I, oh fuck I was getting a hardon. SOB. Then Bev stepped back and smiled at me. Then something caught her eye. Her paw went to her oral fissure. `` Oh, oh, sorry Pete. I did n't mean to ... '' I tried to cover up but that made it obvious. `` I 'll allow for. Did I. Is that ? ``

'' No, um, yeah uh, well honestly I was watching some porn before and I guess. And you look so commodity. '' Oh fuck I did n't mean to actually say that out loud. What an ass. What a freakin'loggerhead nerd. She smiled at me.

'' It 's ok Pete. So you think I look dainty ? '' She stood there and put her weapons system up, fully displaying the sweater. I 'm indisputable that 's all she meant to do, but it lifted the fundament of the perspirer and now I could see where those two leg met and the tight leging, tight against ... I squeezed my leg together. Took a inscrutable breath.

'' Yeah you do seem nice. '' She turned to leave. The perspirer caught on her hip. I could see her goat covered by the blackened leging, forming to her.

'' Thanks. '' Then she was gone. I pressed my hand against my crotch. I felt a upsurge through my body. I tried to get under control condition. If I ran to the bathroom or quickly shut my doorway Bev would know why. I got up and went to my bed. I lay back with my legs hanging over the bottom. I tried thinking of something, anything else. But all I saw was Bev. Her legs, her fundament, her mound. Oh fuck Pete, check. My cock had tented my shorts. Willing it to go down was n't working.

Then she was back in my doorway. I did n't hear her at maiden. I do n't have it away how recollective she was there, but she could surely see my condition.

'' Um, Pete ? '' Oh nookie. Bev could see my cock stretching my shorts. I sat up quickly.

'' Shit sorry, I was ... ''

'' I know. I understand. '' She walked in the room. Now she was standing right in front of me. `` I 'm pitiful if I made your night worse, or something. ``

'' No, you did n't, it 's ok. ''

'' I never knew you looked at me that way. ``

'' I did n't. I have n't. But well, until the other day. ``

'' When you gave me this with child sweater for Christmas and I did n't get you anything. And you 're so attentive and caring and I just go day by day and never think about things. ``

'' I do n't heed. I was happy you were happy. ``

'' But still. Anyway, if you keep this between us and it 's only one time. Merry Xmas Pete. '' And then she took off the perspirer. And oh nookie, her breast were right there. And they were perfective tense. And real and right there. I wanted to tell her she did n't have to. She already knew what I would say and before I did, `` Yes, but I want to. My brother should n't be alone and missing out. '' She took my men and placed them on her titmouse. I held them there a moment, then began to find them, caress them. `` Forget I 'm your sister. And I wo n't be a mean little bitch like Mary Francessa. '' She pushed me back on the bed, then pulled down my shorts. My putz finally sprang free. `` You mmust have grown, or Mary had no sensory faculty, cause this is n't diminished. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' I 've handled one or two. Or three. You 're doing ok Pete. I like it. '' My cock was standing straight at aid. Bev cupped my testicle and held my cock. It was twitching and now i was afraid it would go down on and it would all be over. Bev rubbed her tits along my putz, then began stroking me. It had been building all night, she stroked some more and I could feel it coming.

'' Bev, I.. ''

'' Go ahead, wee a messiness. '' I went off like a missle. Cum flying up in the air. Cum on me, cum on Bev 's tits. A build up that finally found release. `` I 'm going to get a towel, you wait right here, we 're not done. ``

Bev left, but I pondered her final words. Not done ? Then I realized what we 'd just done. My sister had jacked me off. I 'd CUM on Bev. Then I remembered how smashing her bosom felt. She came back in. She looked dissimilar. Her hair was down. She was naked. Yeah that 's it. I was looking at a live raw fair sex. Her nighttime tomentum down below trimmed close. He legs, sturdy and smooth. When she turned halfway her butt begging to be held.

'' Bev ! ``

'' wellspring you 're naked. Or almost. get hold of that shirt off. So, what do you remember ? ``

'' Amazing. Who knew ? Wow. ``

'' Thanks. So here 's what I 'm thinking. We have one night. I 'm you 're girlfriend tonight. '' She was kneeling on the bed next to me now. Her titty shook as she moved. Against all urge I had to say,

'' But should we. I mean, that felt beat and all, but should we ? '' Bev looked at me. She was thinking, but also smiling.

'' I do n't care. My buddy who is so good to me and so thoughtful is feeling bad and I 'm going to attain him finger outstanding. Now get your shirt off. '' I took my shirt off. I was now naked on my bed with a female. Yeah my sister, but still. She lay down alongside me and threw a leg over me. `` Go ahead. Touch me. Gently. Everywhere. '' I turned my straits towards Bev. She nodded. Then she kissed me. Not a full make out kiss, but Sir Thomas More than a sisterly peck. I tentatively put my hired man back on her white meat. Feeling her strong pinko nipple pressing into my palm and the soft anatomy filling my hand sent frisson along my body. She kissed me again, firmer on the lips. My hired man had found its way around to Bev 's ass. Bev 's full buns cheeks were well more than a handful, shaking as I moved. Bev was looking me in the eye, a crooked grin on her case, her hand brushed away some of my hair, then slowly made its way down my side and across my back. I asked,

'' What 's with the smirk ? What 's up ? ``

'' I 'm raw in bed with a cute guy and I 've just decided I 'm going to have sex with him tonight. ``

'' What ? Oh, uh but ... ''

'' Sshh. '' Her finger at my lips. `` Sshh, do n't reckon like that. Ask yourself. Do you want to reach love to this naked cleaning lady ? Do you want to.. ''

'' Lose my virginity. ``

'' Yeah that too. I 've already lost mine. It is what it is. ``

'' Then what ? ``

'' What I was saying is, do you want to enjoy what our bodies can do together ? ``

'' But.. ''

'' OK, let me take upkeep of one live on thing. I 'm on birth control. I 'm certain you 're blank. Yes do n't care about anything. Now osculate me like you mean it. '' Then she pulled my point to hers and we went well beyond a friendly buss. Somewhere between, biting on my lip and sucking on my tongue I forgot everything and had my mitt between Bev 's legs feeling the warmth, the wetness, coming from her. I opened her up and let my fingers roam. She moaned and kissed and sighed. My cock was now filling some of the space between us. Her hand found me and she let her fingers tickle and tease. Bev rolled on top of me, her tits squashed between us, my mitt both now full of her butt our sassing still together. Bev scooted up on her knee joint. I felt her reach between us, then my pecker being rubbed along her cunt. A second 's paused and Bev sat back, and `` oh, wow, oh that's.. '' She kept moving and my cock kept sliding up into her. I was beyond mentation of the precise site. I was lost in the realization that I was getting laid. There was a hot physical structure shaking and writhing on me. My cock was lost in a diffused warm wet glove, holding me, gripping me. I got into the spirit of everything. Those tits swaying above me caught my attention and I soon had one firmly in hand. I took a break from kissing Bev to suck at her nipple. My tongue circled it feeling each part. It felt like a heavy pebble in my sass. I rolled my natural language on and around as Bev rolled her hips and worked my putz. She settled onto me and pressed herself to me, rubbing her mound against me. My hands moved down to her ass, her glorious ass. My hands moved rung and rhythm, caressing her impudence, taking a firm traction and helping to grind her on me. Bev hegan to moan out loud, imploring me to go,

'' More, moooore. '' She knew what she was doing when she got me off earlier. Even though this was my first-class honours degree meter, I was able to hang on as Bev, rubbed herself causing her to stutter a series of `` ooohs ''. Then when she came down she told me, `` roll me over, then go hard, fast. '' We got ourselves repositioned. Bev spread her legs up and astray. I moved in closing and began thrusting my prick into her. Watching as she smiled and rocked her headspring back and Forth River. I felt it coming on, I tried to halt out but it overwhelmed me. I went hard, deep, then held myself there as my cum spurted into Bev. She encouraged me, `` go ahead Pete, feed it to me, give it all to me. '' When I felt I had no more energy, or cum, I lay my head on Bev 's chest catching my breath. I looked up at Bev. She kissed my nose. Wiped the whisker from my face.

I rolled off to lay alongside her. She on her back, me on my incline. I let my hands caress her body. I had to ask,

'' Was it ... .ok ? '' She turned her drumhead to me. Again that crooked smile.

'' You really need to ask ? You were wonderful. '' Then she considered a moment, `` It 's not nice to fuck and order, but for the record you were lots better than Bobby Berner. '' I just stared at her waiting for something else. `` Really. sight. ``

'' You were pretty fucking spectacular yourself. ``

'' You an expert now ? ``

'' No, I uh ... ''

'' I 'm teasing. And girlfriend would like to discover that. You know, '' Now she turned to face me. Her fingers were messing with my tomentum. `` I 'm telling you this as your sister who loves you and as a adult female you just got bed but good. You have nothing to interest about. Your stuff is perfectly exquisitely, you 're energetic and kind. You should fill a shot out there. There are batch of little girl who are n't getting this. ``

'' You think ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' Thanks. ``

We lay together talking, touching, playing. Bev asked if she could sleep in my bed with me, like lovers. Just for tonight. When we woke in the dawning realizing that we were together, and au naturel, we laughed at for the first time, then made out with vigor. Bev agreed that since we were still in bed from the first-class honours degree time we could deliver another shot. That turned into two guessing before we hurriedly showered before our parents got household. In the time before they arrived we sat at the kitchen table and both agreed that this was not an ongoing thing.

My night with Bev gave me new found confidence, but that was all in the future. For now we had to get `` back to normal '' with our parents house and Noel coming. Somehow Bev was able-bodied to act normal. I was measured around her at first gear, not wanting to do anything wrong.

Yule morning we gathered as we always did. Bev wore the sweater to read off my gift. She thanked me again with a hug. When I opened her gift, I thanked her profusely for the account book I 'd wanted. Mom seemed happy that we were getting along.

'' Thanks so much, Bev ! '' She smiled. She gave me that little smirk. When I gave her a hug she whispered,

'' Merry Dec 25, Pete. ''