Originally Posted by
jjourneyman
I never had sex with any male family members, but my older sister and I (she's one year older than me) started having regular sex in our mid-teens.
It started innocently enough with her rubbing lotion on my sunburned back and legs after spending all day at the pool together. I was laying on my stomach. The feeling of her hands putting cool lotion on me made me super hard to the point where the head of my dick was protruding down past the leg hem of my bathing suite. She kind of giggled when she saw it. When I asked her what was so funny, she reached down and put her hand around my cock and said, "Oh, there's nothing funny about this guy." I don't know if I was more shocked or embarrassed. Then she gave it a hard squeeze. "Don't pretend you don't like this," she said. "I've seen you jerking off before. Just the other day, you were in the shower. I went in to get my brush off the sink and there you were. You were so busy, you didn't even realize I was there. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone does it. I do it all the time." I was surprised to hear my sister talking like that. "Now, roll over. I want to try something."
With me on my back, she told me to raise my hips... that I needed to get my damp bathing suite off. She untied the string and undid the Velcro fly and pulled my suite down past my knees. There I was, lying mostly naked on her bed with my cock sticking straight up. Then she sat down beside me and laid her head on my stomach.
"What's it like?" she asked as she reached over and started slowly stroking me. "What's what like?" I said. "Having a penis, silly. How do you not keep from playing with it all day?" "I don't know... I could ask you the same question."
"I bet you love having it sucked, don't you?" "I don't know. I guess I would. I've never had it sucked before," I said. "Would you like to?" she asked.
Before I could answer, she leaned over and took me into her mouth. If I wasn't shocked before, I was then!
After a couple of minutes of licking and sucking my cock, she stood up. "Don't move," she said as she took off her bikini top and bottoms and climbed back on top of me in a 69 position. She was a lot shorter than me, so I couldn't reach her pussy with my mouth. Instead, I parted her legs and began fingering her. I might have lasted all of three minutes at that point before I had the most mind shattering orgasm of my young life. Being the champ she was, she kept me in her mouth the whole time as she ground her pelvis against my chest. By that time, I had worked three fingers in her pussy, my pinky in her butt and was using my thumb to rub on her clit. Then, with my dick still in her mouth, she ground against me really hard and came with a shudder and loud groan.
I remember we were both drenched in sweat and the whole room smelled like sex. We both laid there for several minutes, trying to catch our breath and thinking about what had just happened.
Finally, she raised up on her elbow, gave my cock a kiss, and said that we had better get dressed before mom or dad got home. She had barely finished her sentence when we heard the garage door opening. I jumped up, grabbed my bathing suite and ran down the hall into my room. I don't think either one of us said a word during dinner that night. I think my mom could sense something had happened, but she thought we'd had an argument or something.
We didn't talk about it for several days until my sister came into my room and asked if I was mad at her? I assured her that I was definitely not mad. A little surprised and confused maybe, but not mad. Then she asked me if I had liked it? "Hell yeah, that was totally hot!" I said. "Good, so did I," she smiled. "Maybe we could do it again sometime... not right now, but soon!"
"That's cool. I'd like that," I said.
Even though we would make out and go down on each other regularly, it was more than a year before we actually had intercourse. We were both too scared she would get pregnant, but that didn't stop us from having regular "playtime" as she called it. We didn't fully consummate our relationship until she turned 16 and started taking the pill. We were still really careful. I would ride my bike over to a gas station that had a condom machine in the bathroom and drown three or four dollars in quarters at a time.
I never have told her that I am bi, even though I strongly suspect that she is too judging from the double-headed dildo and other toys I found hidden inside an old pair of riding boots that she had stashed in the back of her closet when she was away at college.
We still have "playtime" on occasion. We even tried the Zoom thing a couple of times during the pandemic, but we both agreed, it's not nearly as fun as the real thing.
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