I 'm a college bookman ( 21 ) enior and have a sis that 's three years untried ( 18 ). Growing up we were like most sibling : good friends and uncollectible enemies. We played and shared arcanum in the serious metre, and ratted on each other in the bad. I picked on her and she agitated me. Pretty normal kids, huh ?

But, not surprisingly, in the last few years we 've grown distant. I 've basically put up with her and she 's tolerated me. I 've thought she 's b*tchy and she thinks I 'm a geek.

Nonetheless, over Xmas happy chance we rekindled our foresighted lost friendship. We laughed, we joked, we talked A LOT : about the hereafter and going to college and we shared our thoughts with each former about a lot of material. We reminisced and had a really great workweek, just the two of us.

However, things went so well that we probably crossed the line. When we were talking about our childhood the subject was brought up about how we had played `` you show me yours and I 'll express you mine '' a turn of times when we were younger. We remembered how once after seeing a exhibitor tantrum in an HBO movie, we had made a secret treaty to take a lavish together ( we were probably 16 & 13 at the time ), a pact which later ended when we got into a competitiveness and she threatened to tell Mom.

We recalled that narrative and well, we were just joking around and she kidded that since we never actually did it the pact must still be valid. Jokingly, I said that she adept watch out or I might curb her to it. Neither of us was serious at first, but as the conversation went on we got to the stage where we both kinda said `` It may voice crazy, but I 'd do it if you would. '' Somehow it had escalated into a sort of dare.

Next thing you know we were both in the bathroom nervously taking off our dress. We both did it slowly with hesitating smiles on our faces as if expecting the other one to chicken out. Neither one of us did. We finally dropped our underwear and looked at each others'naked physical structure. I had always wondered what my Sister looked like naked and I was not disappointed. She had nice sized firm knocker, slender pelvic girdle and nice bikini shaved pubes.

Smiling, she did a little twisting to show off her entire body. Great bubble butt. `` You look great, '' I said. She said thank you. At that point I was trying so hard not to pop an erecting. I thought it might freak her out. So I turned and started the shower water. When it was warm, we both stepped into the boastfully shower carrel.

We ended up taking a hanker shower together and really had fun. We did n't bear in mind at all if we saw each other 's eubstance. A workweek earlier my prominent concern in the world would have been for my Sister to see me bare. But suddenly we were totally comfortable being naked in nominal head of each former and had a really effective sentence. In fact, it was really nice fulfilling our curiosity by exploring each others trunk without feeling uncomfortable at all being naked in front of each former.

To my surprise she asked if I wanted her to lather my back. I hesitated then said `` sure thing. '' She soaped the wash rag and began rubbing my back with it. Felt so soundly. She began moving the rag lower with every rub and neared the top of my ass. My dick started to squeeze with arithmetic mean.

Then she asked if I wanted her to go lower. My heart throbbing, I said `` Yes. '' She began to run the soapy rag over my ass cheeks and even between them. My phallus got rock tough in bit. She then asked me to change by reversal so she could do my forepart. I hesitated and said I can't because I had `` enjoyed '' her washing too a great deal. She paused then giggled. `` I get it, '' she said. Then she told me she had seen hard-on on her boyfriends before, so don't be embarrassed. The thought of he r naked with former guys made me even harder.

I finally turned and her wide eyes went right to my boner. Jokingly, I asked how I compared to her boyfriends. She just smiled and said I was impressive. I noticed that her nipples were rock backbreaking. I wanted to contact them so bad. When she began to rub the soapy rag on my breast and arms I almost shot cum all over her.

Without asking, I grabbed a wash rag, soaped it up and started washing her shoulders, neck and arm as she washed my dresser. She closed her arms and said it felt great. I asked if there was any place she dint ; want me to wash. She said no because she loved being clean. Taking that as an okay to proceed, I began to softly soap her tit with the rag.

I watched the soapy water system run off her chest along her stomach and past her pubes. I was so jazz horny ! Going for broke, I dropped the rag and began rubbing goop over her breasts and operose nipples with my bare helping hand. She asked what I was doing and I asked if she minded. She said not at all. Then she dropped her rag and began rubbing my breast with her men.

Our hands explored every in of our thorax. Then her hands started moving lower and stopped just above my shaft. A jolt of inflammation dig through me. She looked at me as if asking permission to uphold, so I just nodded. Smiling, her hand went to my dick and started to stroke it. I almost came again. I let out a shipment moan and closed my eyes. She giggled and asked if I liked it. I could only nod.

Her hands stay to rub soap up and down my shaft and across my balls. It was obvious she had done that before many times with her `` boyfriends. '' I opened my middle and asked what else she had done with her boyfriend besides seeing their boners. She asked if I really wanted to know and I nodded quickly. Smiling, she dropped to her knees and slid my putz in her backtalk !

I almost collapsed. It felt so fucking unbelievable ! I leaned against the shower stall rampart as she ran her mouth and lips up and down my dick. I could n't believe I was watching my younger own sister give me a nose candy job. I was about to explode into her mouth, so I grabbed her and pulled her up to sustain the intense excitement. Not being able to insure myself, I kissed her and we shoved our tongues in our mouths.

We held each other, our wet soapy consistence rubbing against each other and kissed. My rock'n'roll toilsome dick was rubbing against her leg. I slid my hand to her ass and explored her ass cheeks. Then I slid my finger across her anus. She moaned, spread her ass boldness wider and pressed against me. I slid my finger into her a picayune farther and she began to breath harder as she moved her ass in tie with my strokes.

After a few bit of that she suddenly said `` Screw it ! '' and leaned against the bulwark. She spread her legs, grabbed my dick and moved it to her puss. Not waiting for her to change her mind, I move closer and slither my shaft inside of her. We both let out load stimulate vociferation. At that percentage point I began to pound the inside of her like my lifespan depended on it.

We fucked like wild horses for as farsighted as I could sustain it, and then I pulled out and she took me in her mouth again. I shot so a good deal cum inside her I thought I would submerge her. But she swallowed every drop and continued to suck. Then I stood her up, dropped to my knees and began to lick her pussy until she screamed.

Both spent, we lay together in our weaponry on the floor of the shower as warm pee fell over us. She whispered in my ear that she wished we had done that when we were teens. The thought of me banging my babe when she was 13 got me hard again and we started all over.

Still wet, we moved to my bed and almost broke the springs because we fucked so punishing in every possible side. After we rested, we did it again and again the quietus of the day and into the evening. It is still some of the undecomposed screw academic term I have ever had.

We talked about it later and we 're still very cool with what happened. We 'd love to do it again. We had too much fun not to .