When I was XVII I had a job in a diesel mechanic's store. I came home plate every day at four thirty, dirty and stinking. I was living at my folk's house to save money. I'd take a hanker exhibitioner, lay down in my room for a short nap until dinner time.

One afternoon in late summertime, a really scorching Thursday, I had showered and was laying on my bed in zilch but a towel. There was a little tap at my door and my Sister Willy came in. Her material epithet is Wilhelmina after a grandfather, but she is only known as Willy. She's a couple years younger than me, a sophomore, real smart and existent pretty. She's about five three, almost all legs and a century XX, much of which is titty and butt buttock. 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 look on her face.

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

"No, it's zero like that, it's different. My girlfriends are making fun of me at shoal 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 shower bath or anything like that, but if you want a good face, I'm OK with that."

I stood up and unwrapped the towel and let it decrease to the base. She got a little red in the boldness but took a good facial expression, walking around me to see from different angles.

"It's so haired ! So those are your clod hanging down at the fundament ? They're all wrinkly looking,"she said."That's where the baby seeds are ?"

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

"I thought it would be adult, the miss talk about their guys like it's the size of a cucumber. Maybe you're just pocket-size than average,"she said. I couldn't let that go by.

"Well, you have to understand, it's limp right now because I just took a shower and I'm tired, it gets a lot bigger when its stimulated. I'm actually bigger than most guys."

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

"Pretty much. You touch it and rub or squeeze it and it gets bad. 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 know how to do that."

"I guess that would be OK, Mom and Dad won't be home for another hour. This isn't something you usually do with a family unit appendage, but we won't go too far or distinguish anybody. You can't tell your friends. You'll have to produce up some other tale if you want them to know what you found out."I was starting to suffer doubt about the unharmed thing.

"That's OK, I won't William 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 president up so you're facing me. Now just take it in your hand and lift it up. You can stretch it out a little but don't pull too hard. It's easy to be too gravelly. Yeah, that's perfect, just a light tug and squeeze play. Just do that a short longer."

"Oh, assuredness, it's getting openhanded already, it's like it's growing. When will it stop ?"

"Just restrain going and you'll see. Now wrap your deal around it and move up and down just like you're polishing it. spit on your mitt for lubrication. Yeah, that's gross.

"God it's like a summertime sausage balloon, hard and gentle at the same time."She was still polishing away, and a crisis detail was getting close.

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

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

"It does, it does, and it's just about to take place, but I'd rather not do it with you, I don't think it's allow right hand now, plus it's very messy and you're not make for it.

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

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

The arcminute she was out the room access, I got a tee-shirt out of the hamper and finished myself off. I wouldn't have been capable to walk down to dinner with that hardon.

Exactly a calendar week later on Thursday good afternoon, I heard that trivial tap on my room access and Willy came in for another lesson.

"This metre I want to see the end part 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 much is there ?"the cum was running down over her fists. I was jerking and thrashing with the orgasm. It took three tissue paper to clean house it up.

She did me every Thursday all the residuum of that summer. Where ever she was getting her info, she got better every week. By this time, she wasn't strangling any Sir Thomas More but letting me nebuliser unloose. 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 consume had me blowing up.

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

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

"I have an idea that might help ; my girl say this works, I'll show you my nipple. She pulled up her sweater and held it under her Chin. Her tits were perfective, high hard and cycle with compact prominent nipple as hard as wood. It worked, I went off like a Eruca vesicaria sativa. It took half a box of tissue to scavenge her up.

Once in early Sep she had another idea.

"Some of my Friend say that put it in their oral cavity when their swain 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 Friday late in Sept I heard that trivial tap and Willy came in, but this time she had individual with her.

"Timmy, this is Dixie, she's two geezerhood vernal than me she's and in my ecology form, and she's like to see your thing. She's never seen one and finger left out. I told her I could help. I hope you don't mind."

Confederate States of America wasn't especially pretty. She was too young to have much of a figure. Her fuzz was sort of a mousy blond in pigtails behind her auricle. She was embarrassed and a titterer. She wouldn't tone at me and kept scuffing her place against the floor, pulling the hem of her skirt down and giggling.

"Nice to meet you Dixie, I'm glad Willy has a nice supporter. I guess I won't idea if you stay."

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

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

"Ye divinity ! It's so haired"and she giggled."Why is it so minuscule ?"

"Now watch, this is what you wanted to see,"Willy said. She pulled up her death chair and lifted my dick. It took about thirty seconds for South to change her tune.

‘ Ye gods ! How big will it get ?"

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

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

I was surprised that it was sort of distracting to have an consultation. I thought about the porn whizz that had to do this all day with a movie bunch and hot lights.

Willy took over again.

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

"Oh, no. There's lots of other thing. This is just the basic thing I'm exhibit you. Here's some others. This is the pincer, you make you hand into a hook like in the toy grappling machines then slide it down so that the cover of your nails make contact first. This is the O-ring, you make your thumb and first finger's breadth into an O and then slip up and down like this. You can use two paw with a twisting motion like this. It's important to keep your work force lubricated. spit is the estimable way, like this,"and she dropped a big loogie on the head of my tool. Dixie leaned over and added another gob.

"How do you do it 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 climax where the infant germ come out and then he's done. Now Tim's not too close yet, he's got a way to go. Here are some other things he likes. See this spot just under the headspring where it attaches to the prick ? He likes it when you rub there. Also, if you use the fist the way you were before but at the top, turn out you hand so the palm snag over the mind. Let me show you."

"He's still not quite there. One way you can tell, just before he finishes, the little slit where the juice come out opens up. Once that happens the guy can't plosive speech sound. 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, show him your pap !"

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

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

Dixieland was purple with embarrassment, but she did it. She was almost matted, but she had the prettiest stiff tit. I immediately started to churn, and Willy could sense it as she held onto my shaft.

"Play with them !"Willy ordered her.

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

"Look, Dixie, he loves your tits. The slit is opening, really a lot, just list over here and see how wide it is. This will be good."

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

"bettor 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 low blast of cum hit her just under the chin.

"O !"she said. Her eyes were unfold wide.

I blew like a fire hose. Dixie had turned her font away, but Willy cupped my nut, kept up her milking motion and aimed me like a flame extinguisher at Dixie's chest and sprayed her down, aiming at one lilliputian 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 divinity ! It's like tender soup. Is every guy like that ?"

The cleanup spot took a long fourth dimension and I thought Willy spent a little more meter cleaning Confederacy's teat than was requirement. And there was no reason at all for all the wiping under her chick .