This has been pent up inside for years. I have never told a soul until now. As to whether this is a rightful story or not, it is rightful to the dear of my memory. The thing is there truly are two side to every account, so I am telling my side…. The way I remember the pursual events.
I was XV playing football on the senior high schooltime neophyte team ; left outside line backer and second string fullback. I wasn't actual big. From the time I started schooltime until one-eighth grade I was one of the biggest fry in my grade, however, I stopped growing and everyone else shot up the summer before gamey shoal. I was five foot eight and weighed around 120 pounds. Shoulder length"almost"black hair and was shaving by this clock time about twice a week.
football practice session at my schooling started a week or two before shoal started, so when I came household from good afternoon practice my jr. babe Kimmy was nursing home and my mom got home base from work about XV or xx minutes later.
On this particular day I came in the firm and trotted up the step, a current of adrenaline still pumping through my dead body from practice. At the top of the stair there was the maestro sleeping accommodation to the right field and two smaller bedchamber to the left field. I turned left to go to my room and Kimmy's doorway was overt and she was listening to a new record. ( You know those affair that had music on them before CDs or cassette taping )"Hey come in here and listen"she said before I could get to my bedroom. I walked in and dropped my duffle bag on the base and sat on the base next to her. I honestly can't remember what she was listening to but she ranted on about it for a few minutes.
A footling bit about our family relationship here. I was two geezerhood erstwhile than Kimmy so although I was always the protective big blood brother, a lot of the time she was just an annoying little little terror. Don't get me wrong ; I loved her and didn't thinker hanging out with her…. Unless there was something better to do. Kimmy was about four foot eleven, on a magniloquent day, and at thirteen had not begun to develop yet. Her hair was a couple inches recollective than mine and a couple shades lighter. She wore glasses that were a footling too big for her side and at that age was what one might concern to as an ugly duckling.
So we are sitting on the floor and Kimmy all of a sudden lies out across my lap to snaffle my duffle bag that was on the opposite word side of meat of me. She pulls it back to her unzipping it along the way."What you got in here ?"she asked, pulling my athlete strap out and holding it above her oral sex. I can't even begin to distinguish how fucking embarrassed I was."hand it here"I yelled diving for it. Kimmy dropped to her side on the floor clenching my jockstrap shoulder strap in both of her hands. I tried to snap up it from her as we wrestled on the story but she was wirey and kept squiggling away. To my jar, 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 bag again to put it away, she grabbed it out of my handwriting again. She stood up, and I jumped up knocking her on the bed on her back, falling on top of her ; still trying to grab the jock strap that was again above her head. So this is the tantrum. My baby Sister lying on the bed, legs spread, munition stretched above her head… me lying on top of her, my Virgin cock pressing into her pubes with my mitt on her hands trying to take out that fucking jock strap out of her hands….. Both of us squirming in our little fight….. and our mom walks in."What the hell are you two doing ? ? ! ! Get the hell off her…. Go to your room !"Twice now in the last couple of mo I was mortified. The jock strap fell loose in Kimmy's hands and I grabbed it up in one hand swooped up my duffle bag bag in the other as I ran to my room.
Mom turned around and marched down the stairs. I sat on my bed, doorway closed with a million thoughts going through my head."God I am in so much trouble….Mom probably thinks I was dry humping Kimmy….. Aw shit I have a hard on still….. I was dry humping her ! the thoughts rolled through my head. I got up and locked my door, dropping my pants I took my shaft into my hand and started stroking it slowly. I went over and lay on my bed stroking harder and faster.
As I said I stopped growing that old summer, so by this meter, my cock was as big as it is now….. seven and a half inches but pretty fat. When I looked down at my prick in my hired man, it was as big as I had ever seen it previously. Looking back, I was just a adolescent boy with endocrine going in every direction…. But that day all I knew is that I was horny as hell on earth. When I shot my load I thought for surely it would hit the ceiling ; of course it didn't. It did go everywhere though. I ended up running to the upstairs bathroom to get a wet wash cloth to clean my jizz off my neck opening and chest, my bed spread and even off the carpet.
Shortly after mom called us down stairs for dinner party. When I walked into the lowly dining room Kimmy was already there. Still in her playful mood. When I stepped into the room she was waiting and pinched me firmly 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 XV twelvemonth old boy I punched her in the arm….. Just as mom walked into sight."What has gotten into you today ?"she blared."You two have been fighting ever since I got home…. Now it's time to cease or you'll both be grounded ‘ til Jesus comes back !"Mom wasn't spiritual ; 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 babe's pants. That took a lot off my psyche. The three of us sat and ate dinner as we always did ; mom at the end of the mesa, Kimmy and I across from each former. Dad had passed away a couple year prior in a workplace related, so now it was the three of us. His insurance policy paid for the car and the star sign and left a petty in the banking concern, so with mom working fully clip we were able to get by.
That night was like any former. The next daybreak mom went off to form and I was getting ready to go to daybreak practice. Kimmy was following me around the sign of the zodiac rambling about what ever popped into her principal. I was heading out the door and told her I would be home in a couple hr. She jumped up with her arms around my cervix and kissed me unvoiced on the handicap then ran up step."That was weird"I thought.
Then that evening at dinner I felt something rubbing my foot under the table…. Too minuscule and not hairy enough to be our dog. I casually looked under the table and Kimmy's barefoot was rubbing my infantry. 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 of it ; until I realized it felt trade good and that my fucking dick was hard again. bedamn it. It was always hard.
The next night we were watching T.V. Mom was sitting in the reclining chair with her genu tucked up under her massive dumbbell and was covered with a pocket-sized blanket. I was sitting on the couch when Kimmy came bouncing into the room and threw herself on the couch following to me."Kimberly"mom yelled"quit jump on the article of furniture !"“ Sorry"my little sis replied as she sprawled herself out, head at the far end feet pushing against the side of my leg. I passed on the opportunity to bitch at her about taking up the hale couch, and continued watching the television. After a moment she grabbed one of mom's stroke pillows and tucked it under her header, readjusting herself so her substructure were now on my leg…. Not near my turncock, but I guess my cock didn't realize that. and again, I was hard.
I pulled a blanket off the back off the sofa and covered my lap so no one could see my erection. Did she have sex what see was doing ? Or was this just her being a 13 year old fille and me having no ascendency over when I got a surd 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 kids, don't quell up too belated"and she padded across the carpet floor and up the stairs to her room.
It didn't take 30 seconds before Kimmy's pes then moved to my cock, just brushing it at first, again I was too embarrassed to say anything, so a few seconds later she moved in for a wide fledged rub."Stop it"I whispered."Whatsa matter, you got a woody ?"“ What do you have sex about it ?"I asked in a scold interpreter."I know thing"she countered."Yeah ? What ?"I asked again. The elderly young woman on the bus said that boys like it when you rub their stuff…..do you like it ?"“ No."“ Doesn't it feel well when I do that ?"“ Well yeah it does. That's why that happens"I said nodding toward my erection ; 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 questions that I didn't know the result to. I didn't understand my own body well enough, and definitely not enough to explain it to her. On top of everything else, she is my kid sis. She just continued rubbing my crotch watching me as she did. She was right, it did finger goodness and it was a hell of a lot better than her being a piddling brat ; so I laid my head back and closed my centre.
Kimmy's naked feet were now both rubbing my cock through my jeans. My tool was threatening to bust out ; I unbuttoned my jeans and let the tip of my hard-on pop out the top. Kimmy's foot was now directly on my cock head. The first missy to ever touch it…. former than my mom when I was a baby, but obviously I didn't remember that. Only a moment later I shot my wad all over her infantry and my belly.
She giggled"Oooooo it's all gooey"I got up to get a laundry cloth"sit there"I told her"You get that on mom's rug and she'll kill us ”. Looking back on it, if she knew what just happened she would own killed us twice ! I came back in the room with a wet textile wiping off my breadbasket. I sat back down on the sofa"Gim me your foot"I told her. She placed her foot back in my lap and for the first time I got a sound feel at my cum all over her cute lilliputian foot. I think that's why I have such a ft fetish today. I took the dampish rag and wiped her substructure clean 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 sister 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 answer her hand was busy unbuttoning my gasp again, then the zipper and then my cock was liberal from my pants and prisoner to her hand."Wow it's kinda big"( It's actually only about 7 ½ inches long, but pretty fat and fully erect again. ) I won't lie, that gave me a hike of superbia and a boost of authority. I slid my hand up her shirt finding her small ‘ over well-fixed egg'tit. I awkwardly rubbed my pollex over her teat. I must give done something right because I got a long ‘ mmmm'from her. My self-confidence rose again and I lifted her shirt and for the first prison term I saw a girls knocker. I leaned my principal forward and let the tip of my tongue over a nipple and when she didn't give up me I took it in my mouth and lightly sucked on it. Kimmy's hand began to stroke my cock. I was in nirvana. And then mom's part from upstairs ;"what are you youngster doing down there ? It's sentence for bed."You have never seen two kids move so fast. Kimmy's hand shoved my swollen penis back into my pants…. I thought she broke it ! My head shot back allowing her baggy t shirt to drop and wrap up her chest. 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 prison term that night before finally falling asleep. My consternation went off way too early.
When I got home from first light drill, I jumped in the exhibitioner and headed back to my room. When I opened the door, Kimmy was sitting on my bed wearing a duet of blue angel gym shorts and a white tank top displaying the emblem of an Indian Chief, 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 room. ( what a teen thug 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 chase her to get my towel back. I guess I could have just closed the door and got dressed but she had thrown the gauntlet.
I chased her the couple of step into her room. She was backed up with no where to go. Me blocking her flight 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 peg spread this clock time however I was naked. She pushed her hips forward, grinding her self into my hard-on and moaned loudly. I pushed my lips to hers and she slid her natural language into my backtalk. I would have a go at it to tell you that it was a long warm passioate kiss, but in reality we were both inexperienced so Im for certain it was more like two paragon Benards slobbering on each other.
We started meeting each other's jab as I grabbed the buns of her storage tank top and pushed it over her head. My mouth found its way down to her small breast and I took a mammilla in my rima oris. Kimmy was now groaning out her delight 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 real biography before. I slid down and started to slide her shorts off and noticed that they were wet right through. I slid them over her thighs and sura and then her cute footling foot. 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 lips. I slowly explored around the outside of her hairless slit with the tip of my tongue. Kimmy squirmed. It was nice making her squirm. I let my tongue go into her wet lips"That feels so good"she sighed. I was taking my time… not because it was turning her on but because I had no clew what I was doing. I was listening to her reaction so I would bonk what girl like and didn't like. It would take a few more years to reckon out that all females didn't nessisarily like the same things. I licked faster and harder until Kimmy came hard and long. I got such a hurry making her cum. Then she took my tumesce penis in her bridge player and stroked it until I came ; she kissed the caput of my prick just as I was blowing my payload. It went all over her face. It didn't even seem to faze her. She just licked it off her mouth and moaned.
I skipped good afternoon practice and we threw apparel on when mom got home. We spent the rest of that day and all of that summer learnedness and teaching each other about our bodies. There would be many days to follow .