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 true to the best of my memory. The thing is there truly are two side to every story, so I am telling my side…. The way I remember the following events.
I was 15 playing football game on the high school neophyte team ; left outdoor line backer and second drawing string fullback. I wasn't very big. From the meter I started schooltime until eighth level I was one of the self-aggrandizing kids in my tier, however, I stopped growing and everyone else shot up the summer before gamy school. I was five animal foot eight and weighed around 120 Syrian pound. Shoulder distance"almost"black hair and was shaving by this time about twice a week.
Football practice at my school started a week or two before school started, so when I came home from good afternoon practice my younger sister Kimmy was home and my mom got rest home from body of work about fifteen or 20 bit later.
On this particular day I came in the house and trotted up the stairs, a menstruation of adrenaline still pumping through my body from practice. At the top of the steps there was the master copy chamber to the right field and two smaller bedroom to the left. I turned left to go to my elbow room and Kimmy's threshold was open and she was listening to a new record. ( You know those matter that had music on them before CDs or cassette tape measure )"Hey come in here and mind"she said before I could get to my sleeping room. I walked in and dropped my duffle bag on the storey and sat on the story next 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 geezerhood sometime than Kimmy so although I was always the protective big brother, a lot of the time she was just an annoying little brat. Don't get me ill-timed ; I loved her and didn't mind hanging out with her…. Unless there was something better to do. Kimmy was about four foot eleven, on a improbable day, and at thirteen had not begun to develop yet. Her haircloth was a duo inches longer than mine and a couple shades lighter. She wore glasses that were a piddling too big for her face and at that age was what one might name to as an ugly duckling.
So we are sitting on the floor and Kimmy all of a sudden lies out across my lap to grab my duffle bag that was on the opposite side of me. She pulls it back to her unzipping it along the way."What you got in here ?"she asked, pulling my jockstrap strap out and holding it above her head. I can't even start out to draw how have intercourse embarrassed I was."Give it here"I yelled diving for it. Kimmy dropped to her side on the story clenching my athlete strap in both of her hands. I tried to snap up it from her as we wrestled on the floor but she was wirey and kept squiggling away. To my shock, as we were flopping all over the storey I realized I had a monolithic 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 grab the supporter strap that was again above her head. So this is the picture. My baby sister lying on the bed, wooden leg paste, arms stretched above her head… me lying on top of her, my virgin pecker pressing into her pubes with my hands on her hands trying to pull that fucking jock strap out of her hands….. Both of us squirming in our minuscule fight….. and our mom pass in."What the hell are you two doing ? ? ! ! Get the blaze off her…. Go to your elbow room !"Twice now in the last couple of minute of arc I was mortified. The jock strap fell loose in Kimmy's mitt and I grabbed it up in one hand swooped up my duffle bag in the early as I ran to my room.
Mom turned around and marched down the step. I sat on my bed, door 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 thinking rolled through my head. I got up and locked my door, dropping my pants I took my cock into my hired hand and started stroking it slowly. I went over and lay on my bed stroking severe and faster.
As I said I stopped growing that former summertime, so by this time, my cock was as big as it is now….. seven and a half inches but pretty fat. When I looked down at my cock in my hired hand, it was as big as I had ever seen it previously. Looking back, I was just a adolescent boy with hormones going in every direction…. But that day all I knew is that I was horny as Hades. When I shot my freight I thought for sure it would hit the ceiling ; of line it didn't. It did go everywhere though. I ended up running to the upstairs lav to get a wet washing cloth to clean my jizz off my neck opening and breast, my bed ranch and even off the carpet.
Shortly after mom called us down step for dinner. When I walked into the modest dining room Kimmy was already there. Still in her playful humor. When I stepped into the room she was waiting and pinched me tough 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 idea. So being a fifteen year 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 stop or you'll both be grounded ‘ til Savior 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 babe's gasp. 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 tabular array, Kimmy and I across from each other. Dad had passed away a couple years 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 banking company, so with mom working fully time we were able to get by.
That night was like any other. The succeeding morning mom went off to shape and I was getting ready to go to morning pattern. Kimmy was following me around the house rambling about what ever popped into her oral sex. I was heading out the door and told her I would be home in a couple hours. She jumped up with her munition around my cervix and kissed me hard on the substantiation then ran up stairs."That was weird"I thought.
Then that evening at dinner I felt something rubbing my foot under the table…. Too small 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 thought"aw my kid sister… she looks up to me"and thought cipher More of it ; until I realized it felt good and that my fucking cock was hard again. curse it. It was always hard.
The next night we were watching T.V. Mom was sitting in the lounger with her knees tucked up under her massive boobs and was covered with a small cover. I was sitting on the couch when Kimmy came bouncing into the room and threw herself on the frame side by side to me."Kimberly"mom yelled"quit jumping on the furniture !"“ Sorry"my little Sister replied as she sprawled herself out, head at the far end foot pushing against the side of my leg. I passed on the opportunity to grouse at her about taking up the whole couch, and continued watching the television. After a here and now she grabbed one of mom's throw pillows and tucked it under her top dog, readjusting herself so her understructure were now on my leg…. Not near my cock, 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 erecting. Did she know what see was doing ? Or was this just her being a 13 yr old girl and me having no control over when I got a hard 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 fry, don't stay up too of late"and she padded across the carpeted floor and up the steps to her room.
It didn't take 30 seconds before Kimmy's foot then moved to my stopcock, just brushing it at first, again I was too embarrassed to say anything, so a few bit later she moved in for a wax fledged rub."Stop it"I whispered."Whatsa affair, you got a woody ?"“ What do you sleep together about it ?"I asked in a grumbling articulation."I know things"she countered."Yeah ? What ?"I asked again. The older young lady on the bus said that boys like it when you rub their stuff…..do you like it ?"“ No."“ Doesn't it feel full when I do that ?"“ Well yeah it does. That's why that happens"I said nodding toward my erection ; which her metrical unit 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 Sister. She just continued rubbing my crotch watching me as she did. She was right, it did feel in force and it was a snake pit of a lot estimable than her being a little brat ; so I laid my head back and closed my eyes.
Kimmy's barren feet were now both rubbing my cock through my blue jean. My cock was threatening to bust out ; I unbuttoned my jeans and let the tip of my hard-on pop out the top. Kimmy's metrical foot was now directly on my peter point. The first female child to ever touch it…. other than my mom when I was a baby, but obviously I didn't think that. Only a import 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 lavation fabric"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 elbow room with a wet fabric wiping off my stomach. I sat back down on the couch"Gim me your animal foot"I told her. She placed her foot back in my lap and for the first time I got a well look at my cum all over her cute little foot. I think that's why I have such a foot fetish today. I took the damp rag and wiped her infantry clean as she jumped,"That titillation"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 start 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 pants again, then the zipper and then my peter was relinquish from my pants and prisoner to her hand."Wow it's kinda big"( It's actually only about 7 ½ inch long, but pretty fat and fully raise again. ) I won't lie, that gave me a boost of superbia and a rise of self-confidence. I slid my deal up her shirt finding her low ‘ over gentle egg'tit. I awkwardly rubbed my quarter round over her teat. I must have done something right because I got a long ‘ mmmm'from her. My sureness rose again and I lifted her shirt and for the first time I saw a missy white meat. 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 sassing and lightly sucked on it. Kimmy's bridge player began to stroke my peter. I was in nirvana. And then mom's representative from upstairs ;"what are you kids doing down there ? It's fourth dimension for bed."You have never seen two kids move so fast. Kimmy's hand shoved my swollen-headed member back into my pants…. I thought she broke it ! My question stab back allowing her loose-fitting t shirt to drop and cover her chest. Kimmy was on her metrical foot and bounced up the stairs. I readjusted my member in my trouser, buttoned and zipped and then slowly followed. I jacked off two to a greater extent multiplication that night before finally falling asleep. My warning signal went off way too early.
When I got home from morning exercise, I jumped in the shower and headed back to my room. When I opened the room access, Kimmy was sitting on my bed wearing a pair of downhearted gym boxers and a white tank top displaying the emblem of an Indian gaffer, which was our mellow schoolhouse logo.
Big brother instinctively stepped in."What are you doing in my way ?"I grunted at her. Forgetting the fact that she had given me a groundwork job final Night, she was in my elbow room. ( what a teen punk 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 after her to get my towel back. I guess I could suffer just closed the threshold and got dressed but she had thrown the gauntlet.
I chased her the mates of steps into her way. She was backed up with no where to go. Me blocking her escape from the nominal head, her bed and the rampart 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 open this time however I was naked. She pushed her hips forward, grinding her ego into my erection and moaned loudly. I pushed my lips to hers and she slid her clapper into my oral fissure. I would know to severalise you that it was a farseeing warm passioate kiss, but in realism we were both inexperienced so Im sure it was more like two Saint Benards slobbering on each other.
We started meeting each former's poke as I grabbed the bottom of the inning of her tank top and pushed it over her point. My mouth found its way down to her diminished breast and I took a nipple in my back talk. Kimmy was now groaning out her pleasure as she wrapped her legs tightly around me and began to holler. She held on to me until her quivering subsided. I wanted to see her pussy ; I had never seen one in veridical sprightliness before. I slid down and started to slide her shortstop off and noticed that they were wet right through. I slid them over her thigh and calf and then her cute little feet. Looking up, there it was ; starring back at me, parted, wet and welcoming my touch.
My brass 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 pussy with the tip of my tongue. Kimmy squirmed. It was nice making her squirm. I let my clapper go into her wet backtalk"That spirit 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 response so I would do it what female child like and didn't like. It would take a few More long time to figure out that all females didn't nessisarily like the Lapp thing. I licked faster and harder until Kimmy came hard and long. I got such a rush making her cum. Then she took my well penis in her hand and stroked it until I came ; she kissed the headway of my dickhead just as I was blowing my load. It went all over her face. It didn't even seem to faze her. She just licked it off her lips and moaned.
I skipped afternoon practice and we threw clothes on when mom got home. We spent the rest of that day and all of that summer acquisition and teaching each other about our body. There would be many years to travel along .