Once we were in her room, she tossed her shirt off to one side before turning around to face me. When I didn't immediately start taking my clothes off, she got a grin on her face and reached for the waistband on the shorts she was wearing -" knowing that I wanted to watch her undress before I did the same for her. When her shorts, then panties, joined the shirt she'd been wearing, she raised her arms over her head and did a pirouette for me before moving to lie down on her bed. I quickly shed my shirt, but took my time about getting my pants and undershorts off so as to give her a little bit of a 'show'. I knew that it was having the desired effect when I saw the peaks of her breasts pucker, and her nipples erect even more. When I was as naked as she was, I stood at the foot of her bed and looked at her for a few moments to take in the sight of her. Knowing what I was doing, she grinned and raised her arms over her head again, stretching herself out and spreading her legs slightly to give me a good view before asking "See anything you like?" I didn't have any hesitation about answering "Oh, yeah!", making her laugh, before I moved to lie on my side next to her. Propping myself up on my elbow, I put my hand on her belly before lowering my head to give her a small kiss. When our lips parted, I looked into her eyes as I told her "Sis, as nice as it is doing stuff like this with you, what really matters to me is that it's you I'm doing it with -" because you're my sister, and I love you." "And I love you, too, Danny; and that's why it's special to me, too" she answered, clearly pleased by what I'd said. I lowered my head to kiss her again, and as our tongues started playing with each other, I slid my hand up her body to cup her breast and start teasing its nipple with my thumb. She released a soft moan into my mouth in response before her hand found my mostly-erect penis. Her cool, soft fingers soon had me completely hard, just as I could tell that my actions had accomplished much the same thing with the nipple I'd been playing with. I wanted Sis to be as excited as I felt, and to get as much pleasure as I did from our intimacy. So as our kisses increased in intensity and duration, I moved my hand to her other breast and gave it the same treatment as I had the first; gently squeezing and caressing it, lightly running my fingertips along its surface, and softly pinching and pulling on its nipple. It wasn't long before I felt her pressing it into my hand as she began to writhe next to me in her increasing arousal.
Knowing that I was having the desired effect, I pulled my lips away from hers so that I could put them to better use: on the small mounds of her developing mammaries. Sis and I had been born about a minute apart -" her first -" but for some reason, puberty hit her a little later than it did me. As a result, she wasn't quite as developed as she might have been: her pubic hair was less developed than mine, and her breasts were barely enough to fill my cupped hands. But what they lacked in size, they more than made up for in quality: what I thought was a perfect mix of soft and firm, smooth, nicely rounded, and warm to my touch; and small, dark areolas that weren't much larger than her nipples, which stuck out maybe half an inch when they were fully erect. So it was a pleasure for me to be able to fasten my lips around the peak of the breast that I'd touched first, and gently suck on it until the nipple was again fully extended. While I was doing that, I wasn't letting my free hand slack off, either: I slowly caressed Sis' belly lower and lower until I felt my fingertips reach the edge of her pubic thatch. Her hair there wasn't as developed as mine, but that was just fine as far as I was concerned; it meant that along with enjoying how soft it was (like the fur on a cats belly), I could still feel the soft warmth of her mons, too. And even better, I could feel the cleft of her sex, and easily find the entrance to her womanhood. I knew she was a virgin, and I wasn't about to try getting one of my fingers in her; but that didn't mean that I couldn't tease her opening, and delight in the heat that seemed to radiate from her, and the aromatic liquid that she produced.
I'd noticed early on that when she touched herself, she seemed to pay particular attention to the area at the top of her opening. When I asked, she wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to let me see that that was where her clitoris was, and explain to me that nearly all of her excitement and arousal seemed to center on it. So while my lips and mouth were busy at her breasts, my hand and fingers were making their own contributions between her thighs: collecting her female oils from the entrance to her vagina, and using them to keep things lubricated while I caressed and teased her exposed clitoris. We'd discovered that it was a lot easier for me to get aroused and climax than it was for her. I suppose I could have been hurt or upset by that difference, but I wasn't. The way I figured it, that just meant that we got to 'play' with each other that much longer! As a result, I had several minutes of fun with my sisters body as I enjoyed bringing her to a level of arousal that matched my own. In return, Sis made sure that I stayed ready -" not that that was difficult for her.
Between softly caressing my erect penis, lightly dragging her fingernails across my scrotum, and occasionally stroking or squeezing my erection, she was able to ensure that I stayed hard. When she was ready, Sis gently eased my head from her chest, which cued me to slip my hand from between her thighs. Sitting up, she spun around on her cute little butt, and the two of us adjusted our positions so that we were head-to-pelvis with each other. With all of my workings on the outside, I didn't have to do anything special; Sis moved to lie on her side and put her foot on the bed so that she opened herself up to me. I could see the nubbin of her clitoris had made an appearance out from under the hood that usually covered it, as well as the thin lips that bracketed her opening and the glistening of her oils between them. It took me no time at all to get my hand back to where it had been, and as I reapplied myself to the pleasurable task of bringing her to a climax, I could see it as her inner lips grew longer and thicker and darker with her increasing excitement. I could also watch as her clitoris became more and more exposed to my tender ministrations. As arousing as the sight of her was, it was the scent of her that stimulated me more than anything else -" and with her open to me that way, the aroma quickly filled my nostrils and then my mind. To this day, I don't know what prompted me to do it, but I suddenly discovered that I'd moved my head between her legs and was using my tongue to taste her oils as they leaked out of her -" quickly followed by her exclamation of "Oh, Danny! What are you doing?" and a moment later, "That feels so good!"
With that, I was off to the races, so to speak: in addition to running my tongue across the entrance to her vagina, I expanded my efforts to include her clitoris -" and was rewarded with another exclamation of pleasure from her. I had made only a few passes across her clitoris with the tip of my tongue when I suddenly felt something incredibly warm and wet surround the head of my penis. The sensation was damn near enough to cause me to climax right then and there; it was only the wonder of what the hell was happening to me that prevented it. When I pulled my head back and looked down, I saw that the end of my erect cock disappeared into my sisters mouth. And as I watched, her lips slid even farther down until she'd taken nearly half my length. It took only the tiniest fraction of a second for me to realize that Sis had decided that if my using my mouth directly on her felt so good, she was going to give me the same kind of pleasure. Right on the heels of that understanding, it occurred to me that the more I used my mouth on her, the more she was likely to use hers on me. At that, I turned back to what I'd been doing with no small degree of anticipation. Sis had liked it when all I did was run the tip of my tongue across her clit; what else could I do that she might like? Over the next few minutes, I learned a lot about "eating pussy" (which I belatedly realized that what I was doing was called). I tried a number of different things, and how Sis responded to them told me whether or not she liked them, without her having to say a single word. Just pressing my tongue against her opening was pretty much a no-go; stiffening my tongue and using it the way I'd like to use my cock in her was a definite winner. So was circling her clit with the tip of my tongue, and sucking on her clitoris the way she was starting to suck on my penis. Even as I was experimenting with how I could please her, Sis was doing the same thing to me: trying different combinations of tongue and lips and suction to stimulate ME. But the thing that finally ended our pleasure was when I softly fluttered the tip of my tongue across her fully-exposed clitoris -" I was amazed at how quickly she reached her climax, and how powerful it was. Even as the thigh that had been waving in the air slammed into the side of my head, she let my erection slip from her mouth as her body froze. A moment later, I could feel her going through a series of obviously powerful contractions as I heard her cries of pleasure through the muffles of her thighs. With each spasm of her body, a small wave of her juices would be pushed out of her vagina, ready for me to lick up and further stimulate her. I was both amazed and inordinately pleased at the effect I'd been able to have on her by doing something that seemed so simple and enjoyable to me. Even then, it occurred to me to see just how hard I could make her orgasm by teasing her and prolonging the process – My mind was still busy with all the things that I thought I'd like to try when I realized that Sis' orgasm was over. That she had recovered was signaled by the fact that she quickly wrapped her lips around my erect penis again, and apparently got serious about making me cum as hard as she had. And it worked -" quite well, thank you very much. Between using the tip of her tongue against the underside of the head, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth, and the suction she was applying, it took only a minute or so before she had me climaxing so hard I thought I was going to turn inside-out through my penis. And each jet of my semen was greeted with a moan of pleasure from her before she eagerly swallowed it. It was only when she felt me finally begin to soften that she let me slip from her mouth, only to lick up any wayward drops of my cum that she had missed.
Satisfied with her handiwork, she gave the head of my cock a brief kiss before sitting up and pivoting around so that we were facing the same way again. I was still more than a little stunned at how hard I'd climaxed, so Sis was left to scoot herself down so that she could lie next to me and put her head on my shoulder. I managed to find the energy to put my arm around her, and give her a kiss on the top of her head; she wriggled next to me and put her hand on my chest before saying "Oh, Danny! That was so good, what you were doing, and how hard it made me cum! What ever got into you that made you even think about doing something like that?!" It took me a second to get my voice back enough to answer "Honest, Sis, I don't know what got into me. I mean, while I was touching and looking at you, I could smell you, too – and the next thing I knew, I was doing that. You know I like the way you taste, so the only thing I can think is that I just wanted to taste it sooner, is all." "Well, whatever made you do it, I'm glad! It was wonderful! I was really surprised at first, but it felt so good that I decided to see if me doing something like that could make you feel the same way. I could tell that you were trying to find out what felt good for me, so I was trying to do the same for you, too." She tilted her head back to look up at me, grinning, and added "I guess I did okay, too, huh?" I kissed her forehead before answering "Oh, you did way better than just 'okay', I promise! I don't think the first time I had a climax was that hard!" "I guess! You were squirting so hard, I wondered if I was even going to get to taste it first. And there was so much of it, too!" With that, she let her head lower again before she told me "Danny, I'm glad we've got each other. Not just for sex stuff, but the rest of the time, too. I always knew that if none of my girl friends could play, I could always come to you and we'd find something to do together." She laughed, and added "Sometimes it was stuff that got us into trouble, but even then, we did it together -" even the getting punished for it." "And I'm glad about us, too, Sis.
Like you said, not just for this part of it, the touching and everything, but the rest of the time." It was my turn to laugh before I told her "Heck, I still remember in fourth grade when Peggy McCormick kept teasing me and teasing me. I knew I wasn't supposed to do anything to her, and she was making me kind of crazy -" at least until you saw what was happening, and told her if she didn't quit, you were going to make her stop." I could feel her blush faintly before Sis answered "Well, you're my brother, and I didn't want anybody giving you a hard time except me!" That made both of us laugh for a few moments before settling down again. I don't know how long we laid there like that; it was probably something between a few minutes and maybe half an hour. What I do know is what brought an end to it: Sis reaching down to take my penis in her hand before hesitantly asking me "Danny, would you – do you think you'd like to, uh, do it again? Can you?" Gee, there's a question -" would I like to bury my head between my sisters thighs again, and let her use her mouth on me? Hmmmmmmm – I gave her quick hug and kissed the top of her head again before I told her "Yeah, I'd like to do that again. And yes, I can -" but it'll take longer before I can climax, though." She looked up at me again, and I could see the smile on her face as she told me "Oh, well, I guess that's okay!" In response, I asked "How about if we take it easier this time, and kind of learn about each other more?" Her smile only got wider before she answered "I'd like that, too." I told you that Sis was the smarter of the two of us, right?
So you won't be surprised that it was her that made the connection and said "Danny, I just thought of something." "What's that?" "You know that 'sixty-nine' we hear about?" "Yeah -" "I think I know what it is, now."
"What's that?" "What we did. You know, using our mouths on each other.
Think about it; I mean, imagine the numbers in your head, and see if you don't think we looked kind of like that." I did, and immediately saw what she meant; all I could do was utter a soft "Damn." Then she told me "And I think I know how both of us could be more comfortable, too. You remember the sign for Cancer in the astrology reading in the paper? It looks like a 69, too -" only on it's side." I thought about what she said, and asked "You mean one of us on top of the other? How would that be more comfortable? You're my sister and everything, but you're still too heavy for me to be comfortable with you laying on me!" That comment earned me a poke in the side before she told me "No, not right on you, just over you.
One of us could be on their knees and elbows, like, so that they weren't squashing the one on the bottom, but we could still get to each other."
With the explanation, I could easily visualize what she meant, and I answered "Okay, yeah, that makes sense. Uh, who's on top and who's on the bottom?" That seemed to throw her for a couple of seconds before she told me "How about if I'm on top, first? I have to be able to move my head more, if I'm going to use my mouth on you, and that wouldn't be as easy if I was on the bottom." It made perfect sense to me, and I said so. That pretty much settled things, and Sis sat up so that she could move over me.
It took us only a few moments to realize that we were too close to the head of the bed; seconds later, I'd scooted down enough that she could carefully kneel over my head. A little minor adjustment was needed before she leaned forward far enough to support herself on her elbows, her head almost perfectly positioned above my stiffening penis. From my perspective, it seemed like she was a trifle 'low' on me: I was a good couple of inches taller than her, and with her head over my penis, her crotch was roughly over my throat instead of my mouth. But once I lifted my head, I discovered that getting to her fun parts wasn't going to be a problem. The way she was positioned over me, with her knees on either side of my head, I had what amounted to a perfect view of her womanhood. Straight on, I could see how her inner lips gradually emerged from the bottom of her opening to frame the entrance to her vagina, then continue onward where they merged above the hood of her clitoris -" which was also easily visible, and starting to pull back to expose her sensitive nubbin. Even as I was looking at her, I could see her thin labia start to darken, and get ever so slightly thicker with her increasing arousal. Between them, the entrance to her vagina began to open; and it wasn't long before I could see the ring of her hymen, glistening as the juices began to flow out of her. The sight of her was both mesmerizing, and incredibly erotic, and I felt myself starting to get hard just from looking at her. I didn't realize that she knew what was happening until she said "I guess you like what you see, huh?", amusement and excitement clear in her voice. All I could do was answer honestly, saying "Oh, yeah -" I like what I see a lot!" With the spell broken, I didn't hesitate to lift my head a little farther, and extend my tongue so that I could slowly draw it across her opening, getting a fresh sample of her nectar. In return, Sis lowered her head and captured the head of my semi-erect cock between her lips before sucking as much of it as she could into her mouth, and starting to massage it with her tongue.
With the understanding that it was going to take longer before I could climax again, Sis took that as an excuse to take it slow and easy with what she was doing to stimulate me. In return, I did much the same -" taking a few moments every so often to rest and just look at her, and how the various parts of her sex had changed in response to what I'd been doing.
Only later did I find out from her that those relatively brief pauses in my oral attentions had stimulated her nearly as much as anything else I'd done: knowing that it was me, and that I was really looking at her, had had no small effect on Sis' libido. For her part, there wasn't a whole lot for Sis to get interested in -" the change between a flaccid and erect penis just isn't all that involved. So she made up for that shortcoming by trying to find out just what kinds of things she could do with it: how much she could stuff into her mouth, how far into her mouth/throat, how far her tongue would go around it, testing how hard it was at different points with her lips, examining every square millimeter with the tip of her tongue, and so on. Needless to say, between what the two of us were doing to each other, and the views I was getting of her, I found myself recovering a lot faster and farther than I had any reason to expect. There wasn't anything that could be called a definite transition point from when we moved from simple investigation to stimulation of each other; it was a much, much more gradual process. Without either of us having to say a word, we agreed that we would each take our time with the other, enjoying and prolonging both what we were doing, and what was being done to us. I knew that I was having a positive effect on her, but it still surprised me when Sis had what I figured was a small orgasm while I was trying to see if I could lick her tonsils from the 'wrong' end. Several minutes later, she had another -" stronger -" climax as I was applying a soft, rhythmic suction to her clitoris. Both times, when she'd gotten her breath back, her efforts on my erect penis made me feel like I was getting even harder and longer -" something I hadn't thought possible. But it was while I was doing something relatively innocent that I got a reaction from her that I really didn't expect. Along with trying to learn what I could do with my lips and tongue and mouth, I was also using my hands on any part of Sis that I could reach: breasts, sides, back, and (of course) her cute little butt. I'd been caressing and squeezing her firm round buns when I accidentally (really!) let one of my fingertips brush across her anus -" causing her to suddenly pause what she was doing as she made a soft grunting noise. At first, I thought I'd upset her; but when she didn't say anything, it finally occurred to me that she might actually have liked it. Still, it took me a bit to work up the nerve to do it again on purpose. The second time, I couldn't doubt that what I was doing pleased her: I could see as the lips of her vagina got a trifle longer and darker, and the area between them wetter. That was all it took to convince me to see just how much attention she'd let me pay to her nether region – As it turned out, she seemed agreeable to pretty much everything I did.
Starting from simply running my finger across it, all the way up to wetting my finger with my saliva and gently working it into her slightly, any attention I paid to her there only seemed to be met with her approval, and increase her arousal -" and her efforts on me. Things came to a head, so to speak, when I was worming my finger around as far inside her as I could get it while fluttering my tongue across her clitoris: suddenly freezing in place, Sis let my erect cock slip from her mouth before she released an incredibly deep -" yet somehow passionate -" groan as her body began almost convulsing as she orgasmed over me. While her vagina was pushing out wave after wave of her delicious oils, her sphincter was clenching around my finger so hard I was almost afraid she'd somehow pinch it off; even as I was eagerly lapping up the abundant overflow of her nectar, I could only be amazed at the effect I'd obviously had on her. Despite everything, though, there was only so long she could climax like that. She finally all but collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath and shuddering when aftershocks of her experience coursed through her body. I managed to rescue my finger from the clenches of her anus, even though doing so resulted in another groan of pleasure from her as I pulled it free. After giving the cleft of her sex a final swipe with my tongue to remove the latest wave of her essence, I laid back, content to let her get herself under control again before finding out whether she needed -" or even wanted! -" for us to continue. Her head was resting on my leg, and each time she exhaled, I could feel her breath on my cock; that was enough to compensate for the lack of more direct stimulation, and keep me almost completely hard. I'll admit to feeling relieved when I finally felt her begin to stir on me (I was starting to worry that I'd somehow "broken" her); so I was completely unprepared for the way Sis suddenly moved to not only take me into her mouth again, but how far: she took nearly three quarters of my erect penis between her lips almost immediately. Then she started trying to see how much more she could take. Her initial efforts delighted me. But when she kept going – I could tell that it wasn't easy for her -" that she was struggling with trying not to gag as I felt the head of my ever-hardening penis reach her throat; but the sensation was simply too damn incredible for me to object. All I could do was trust that she wouldn't do anything to hurt herself, or that she didn't want to do.
Even so, I could only lay there in awe as I felt her lips getting closer and closer to where my penis and body met. I was amazed when I finally felt her lips firmly wrapped around the base of my cock -" and then overwhelmed by the feeling as she starting trying to swallow, the muscles of her throat massaging the head of my penis in a way that I'd never even conceived could be done. Despite having to pull back every so often so she could take a couple of breaths, Sis kept at it; it wasn't but a few cycles of her efforts before I felt myself getting ready to blow my load.
Somehow, I managed to get control of myself long enough to let her know; the nodding of her head as she acknowledged what I said was enough to push me over the edge. To this day, I'm still surprised that she was able to keep as much of me in her mouth as she was -" the way it felt to ME, I'd have thought that just the force of the first wad of my cum erupting from my dick would have pushed her head off of me, never mind having it spraying directly into her throat. But Sis didn't waver in the slightest: she eagerly (even greedily) swallowed what felt to me like a quart of semen, and kept going -" guaranteeing that the next eruption was damn near as strong as the first, as were all the ones that followed. When she finally pulled her mouth off of me, I felt as though I was just short of having been turned completely inside-out; I could only lay there panting as she eagerly used her tongue to make sure that none of my semen remained behind.
After sitting up, Sis pivoted on her tailbone and moved to lie next to me.
Draping a leg and arm across my body, she kissed my cheek and hugged me before resting her head on my shoulder. She seemed perfectly content to just lay there like that until I finally (!) got my breath back and was able to tell her "Damn, Sis!" I swear I could feel her smiling as she said "After the way you made me feel, I wanted to find out if I could do that same thing for you. I guess it worked, huh?" It took me a few more seconds before I was able to say "What I did made you feel like that?" I heard a soft giggle before she answered "Oh, yeah! I mean, I was kind of surprised the first time you touched me there, but it still felt good, and kind of sexy. Then you did it again and again, and it kept feeling better and better. When you finally started putting your finger inside me – that was just great! Then after you started moving it around and using your tongue on me that way -" well, you know what happened then. That's not anything I'd like to do too much, 'cause it hit me so hard -" but sometimes, sure."
Still catching my breath, I managed to tell her "If me doing that makes you want to do what you did, then I wouldn't want it to happen too much, either. I don't know if I could stand it!" She giggled again before replying "Yeah, I could tell it did a lot for you. I thought you were going to drown me!", teasing me. I couldn't help laughing briefly as I hugged her in response. After that, the two of us were perfectly content to just lie there, enjoying the touch of each others bodies as we recovered from the experience.
Sis and I weren't after each other all the time, but rarely did we fail to get each other off a couple of times during the course of a week, either. Looking back at it, we shouldn't have been surprised that we were eventually found out -" but we damn sure were when it happened – Mom and Dad had gone out for some reason or other, with the expectation that they wouldn't be back for a few hours. At first, Sis and I had simply kept at whatever we'd been doing: homework, household chores, and so on. But somewhere along the line, we'd had to start doing something together.
Again, we started out normally enough, but being brother and sister, we couldn't help start messing with each other: I'd get in Sis' way, then she'd get in mine; she'd do something to make me have to re-do something, then I'd do the same to her. Even that would have been okay if I hadn't bumped her hip, prompting her to do the same to me -" which ultimately led to the two of us playfully wrestling with each other, which (naturally enough) culminated in us starting to grope each other. THAT ended with us in Sis' bedroom, naked, and using our hands and mouths to bring each other to climax. We were snuggling on the bed afterwards when Dad appeared in the doorway; even then, it took us a few seconds to realize that he was there: we were simply still too bombed out with after-sex glow to be paying a lot of attention. It was Sis that noticed him first, and when I felt her jump and hear her release a small squeak of surprise, I opened my eyes to see what was going on -" and felt myself grow cold when I saw Dad standing there. A moment later, he turned and left; Sis and I quickly got ourselves separated and dressed. The only words exchanged between us were Sis asking me what she thought Mom and Dad would do and me answering that I didn't have the slightest idea.
When we got out to where Dad was, all he said was "You two had better finish up what you were doing before you got distracted, don't you think?"
All either of us could do was turn red, nod, and do as he said. That night, and the next day, Sis and I both waited nervously to see what was going to happen to us. The evening after we'd been discovered, I was in my room pretending that I could actually pay attention to the book I had when Dad knocked on the door and asked if he could talk to me. Figuring I was about to find out what the consequences were of what I'd been doing with Sis, I told him to come in. Instead of the butt-chewing and punishment I'd expected, though, all Dad did was have me tell him about Sis and me: when it started between us, what we'd been doing, how often, and so on. It surprised the hell out of me, but I managed to do it despite the nervousness and embarrassment. I suppose I could have tried to 'fudge' things a bit to try and lessen whatever punishment I was going to get, but it simply never occurred to me -" Dad had always been honest with me, and I was so used to telling him the truth, that I didn't hedge on any of what I said. After we got through that part, he wanted to know what I thought about what Sis and I had been doing, followed by a few more questions.
When I was done, Dad just looked at me for a few seconds before telling me "Your mother and I are going to have to talk about this. I know you've been scared about what's going to happen, but I expect we'll be ready to deal with it if not tomorrow, then the next day." I nodded my understanding, and he stood up. When he got to the door to my room, he turned around and asked "You know this is serious, don't you?" I managed to say "Yeah, Dad, I know." Then he asked me "What do you think should happen?" Stunned by the question, I took a few seconds before I answered "I don't know, Dad. She's my sister, and I love her, and I'd never do anything I thought would hurt her. I really didn't think that me and her being together like that was really wrong, or would somehow mess either one of us up, or hurt us. If that's not the way it is, I know you and Mom will tell us how before you do anything." He looked at me for a couple of seconds again before nodding. Then he left, closing my door behind him.
At supper the next night, Mom told Sis and me that we needed to sit down together after supper. Sis and I both voiced our understanding before sharing a look. After Sis and I got the dishes put away, we found our way into the family room, where Dad was sitting in his chair with Mom on his lap, his arms around her. Sis and I sat down on opposite ends of the couch facing them. Almost a minute went by with Sis and I looking at Mom and Dad while they looked at us before Dad said
"I've got to admit that I was really surprised at how I found the two of you the other day -" as was your mother when I told her about it." My eyes locked on Mom and Dad, I couldn't see if Sis blushed as hard as I did before Dan went on to say "While I was talking to you last night, Daniel, your mother was in with your sister. When both of us had heard what each of you had to say, we had our own discussion." At that point, Mom spoke up, telling us "Both of you told us the same thing, as far as how and when it started. And what each of you told us about what you did, and why, and how matches up, too. It's pretty obvious to your father and I that neither of you bears any 'majority' share of responsibility for it -" neither of you forced the other in any way at the beginning, nor are either of you doing anything to keep it going. What you've done with each other has been by mutual consent, with both of you as active, willing participants." Dad picked things up again by saying "Both of you have agreed with each other that you wanted things to go slowly; and from what each of you has said, it sounds like you were doing just that: going slowly. Also, both have you have said that you would rather stop what you do with each other, than have the other one hurt in any way. Neither your mother, nor I, has any reason to think that you acted out of anything but the purest of motives: that you love each other as brother and sister, and that because of that love, you trust each other enough to learn and discover the sexual aspects of your lives, together." Then it was Moms turn to tell us "In virtually every culture on the planet, there is a taboo against brothers and sisters doing the things you did -" never mind doing anything more. That taboo is so strong, in fact, that where such taboos exist, there are also laws against what you were doing. We have those laws here, in this country, too; if it were ever found out what you had been doing with each other, there are all kinds of bad things that could happen as a consequence. Your father, or I, or even both of us could conceivably find ourselves facing serious legal problems because of what you two were doing. Even if we didn't find ourselves in jail or prison, we'd face major fines, legal costs, and other such things -" not to mention what people that didn't already know us would think and say." Mom must have seen the horror that I, and undoubtedly Sis, felt, because she went on "While your father and I know that neither of you could or would hurt the other, other people likely wouldn't understand. In their willingness to make sure that no more 'abuse' happened -" they'd almost certainly think that you were a victim of Daniel, Janet -" they'd probably separate the two of you, sending you to foster homes as far apart as could be managed. That would be in addition to whatever they decided to do with your father and me." At that point, Sis and I shared a look of terror at the idea of being separated from Mom and Dad, or each other. When we got our attention back on Mom and Dad, it was Dad that told us "We're telling you about what could happen so that you know just how serious it is that nobody else finds out what you've been doing." It was Mom that told us "But as I already told you, your father and I already know that neither of you was 'abusing' the other; that you did what you did out of love, and trust."
It was then that Dad smiled and told us "Strange as it may seem, your mother and I haven't always been this age. We were both kids, too, and both of us remember what it was like at your age to suddenly discover the pleasure you could give yourself -" and to wonder what else was possible, too." Mom smiled at us, too, before saying "What you two have been doing isn't right -" at least, not for most kids your age. But your father and I both know that you two aren't 'most kids', either. Each of you made it more than clear that you really, truly do love each other, and that neither of you would willingly hurt the other in ANY way. Both of you told us that you deliberately chose to take things slowly, and what you've told us you've done proves to us that that's just what you've done." I was starting to think that maybe Sis and I were actually going to get off fairly easily when Dad told us "Your mother and I have agreed that what you've been doing isn't right for everybody -" but that it's right for you. So you aren't going to be punished for what you've already been up to." Another quick look at Sis told me that she was as stunned by what Dad had just said as I was. Even as I was starting to wonder, Mom told us "I can see that you're both relieved to hear that; and the next thing is to ask if that means that you can keep doing it. The answer to that is a qualified 'yes'." Before I could do so, Sis asked "Uh, what do you mean 'qualified' yes?" Mom turned so she and Dad could share a look and grin before Mom turned back to answer "'Qualified' yes means that as long as you're not doing anything that could end up with Janet getting pregnant, you can continue. But before -" and let me emphasize that before part! -" you decide that you're both ready to try having sex, we will expect you to take the appropriate precautions.
If you decide that you want to use condoms or something similar, we'll provide you with what you need; if you choose something that requires the attention of a doctor, then we'll make the necessary arrangements.
Understand that we are most certainly not trying to encourage you to that point; rather, we're letting you know that if you get there yourselves, we'll understand." I didn't dare look over to where Sis was sitting; I just knew that if I did, Mom and Dad would both know what I was thinking. It didn't occur to me until later that they already did, whether I looked at Sis or not. So I was still looking at them when Dad told us "Now you know that you aren't in trouble for what you've already done, and that you won't be in trouble if you continue. But remember what we told you about what could happen if anyone else finds out. I don't doubt that you've been careful not to actually DO anything with each other outside our home; I'm reminding you that you have to be just as careful, if not more so, about anything else you do or say 'outside'. Understood?" From the corner of my eye, I could see Sis nodding as enthusiastically as I was; it had never occurred to me that anything could happen to Mom or Dad about what we'd been doing, or that Sis and I could be separated because of it. I was most definitely not going to let any of it happen! Mom finished things up by telling us "I expect that sometimes you've felt a little – rushed, since you felt like you could only do things while we weren't here. So I'm going to let you know that you don't have to wait until your father and I are gone, if you don't want to. We hope that you'll still take things as slow as you have, but you don't have to wait until we aren't here if you want to shower together, or even stay in each others rooms sometimes. Just try not to make it too often, and be sure you close the door so we know not to disturb you. Okay?" Sis and I both voiced our agreement and understanding before Dad told us "Okay, that's it, then", letting us know we could go.
Even with the reassurance that it was okay, it was still over a month before Sis and I dared take a shower together while either Mom or Dad was home. After that, though, we gradually got braver and braver about it.
The first time the two of us came out of the bathroom together only to find Dad looking at us, our hearts were in our throats -" at least, until Dad just smiled at us and kept going. Once we got comfortable with the new 'rules', though, Sis and I were again able to get back to really enjoying each others intimate company. Sure, we continued learning to pleasure each other; but with it being okay to spend time in each others rooms, it didn't take us much longer to begin spending an occasional night in each others beds. Sometimes I'd stay with Sis; other times she'd stay with me -" either way, all we'd do was molest each other a little as we fell asleep.
The times we spent like that brought us even closer together in our hearts, but without noticeably increasing our desire for each other. It was Mom that saw me leaving Sis' room early one morning; all she did was give me her usual morning greeting as she went by. Things even got to the point where if all of us were in the family room doing something like watching TV, Mom and Dad wouldn't even look at us if Sis or I gave the other a kiss or quick grope.
It was a few months after we'd celebrated our 14th birthday, and Sis and I had just had a fine time teasing and pleasing each other in her room while Mom and Dad were out with his friend Paul and his wife. After we lay there caressing each other for several minutes, Sis told me "Danny, there's something I've been thinking about doing, and I want you to be the one to help me with it." Figuring she just wanted me to help her learn how to skateboard or something, I casually asked "What's that, Sis?" Tilting her head back so that she could look up into my face, she answered "Danny, this is important to me, so I need you to pay attention while I explain to you."
Hearing that, I immediately gave her my full, undivided attention before saying "Okay, go ahead." Her eyes were locked on mine as she told me "First thing I want you to know is that I really, truly have thought about this. I mean, a lot. And I didn't just figure I knew anything, either; I read about it down at the library, and checked about it on the Internet, and everything. So you know that I really am serious, and I really do know what I'm asking, and what might happen, okay?" Whatever it was, it was sounding more and more serious -" like maybe she wanted me to help her get a tattoo, or her navel pierced or something; it was starting to worry me a little bit when she asked "You remember that first time you used your finger in my butt?" THAT question completely threw me; it had the mental effect on me of watching a rock roll uphill. I could only respond with a confused "Yeah -?" "And you know that the other times you've done that, it pretty much has the same effect on me every time, right?" I couldn't help grinning as I responded "Sure does!" She managed to smile back at me before telling me "Well, I started thinking that as nice as it felt when it was your finger – that maybe – maybe it would feel even nicer if – if – if maybe you put something else in me. Something bigger." Again with the rock rolling uphill sensation for me as I tried to figure out just what the heck she was trying to get at. She must have seen on my face that I didn't have the faintest clue of what she was talking about, or where she was going, because she finally had mercy on me by explaining "I – I want to see what it's like if you put – put your penis in my butt." Hearing that, my mind stopped simply spinning its wheels in favor of just going around in circles -" I knew that my penis could go into her vagina, and had the experience of having it in her mouth. But her butt??? "Sis, I – I'm not too sure about that. I mean, sure, I guess we could do that, I mean, as an idea -but couldn't that hurt you? Wouldn't it be kind of, uh, messy?" Apparently relieved that I hadn't jumped up screaming, she told me "Like I told you, Danny, I've already checked into it. Yeah, it could hurt, if we weren't careful and didn't do it right; but it doesn't have to be like that. From what I learned, there are only three things needed for it to go okay.
First, the girl really has to want to -" and I do, honest! Then it helps if the couple has something to make – things – slippery; I've got lotion I use on my skin, and it would work. The last thing is that the couple -" 'specially the guy! -" has to take their time, and I know that I can trust you to do that." I couldn't help blushing a bit as I repeated the question she hadn't answered: "What about any, um, mess?" She blushed, too, but still managed to look at me as she answered "There isn't any mess if the girl is empty inside, and I, uh, took care of that earlier." "But what if it still hurts you?" I protested. "If it starts to hurt, then I'll tell you to stop. Really, Danny, I at least want to try it! I'm the one asking YOU, okay? I want to find out what it's like, but not if it's really going to hurt me!" For the next couple of minutes, I could only lay there looking at her as I tried to get my mind wrapped around what she was asking. She seemed to understand that I needed some time to come to terms with it, and simply waited for me. Initially, my inclination was to simply tell her "no" -" and in no uncertain terms. But having grown up around Dad and Mom, I felt obliged to actually think about what she'd said, and honestly consider her request. When I started doing that, there was nothing else for me to do but accept her at her word that she really had done whatever research there was to be done before a girl tries anal sex the first time.
And from what she'd said, and how she'd said it, I had to take at face value her declaration that she really did want to at least try it, and that she'd let me know if it was painful. Finally, I had to face the fact that she'd actually thought things through enough that she'd taken the steps necessary for it to actually happen. As loathe as I was to hurt her, I simply loved her too much to ever deny her anything she really wanted -" even if that meant trying to fit my teenage dick into her ass. Looking down at her again, I finally told her "Okay, Sis, if you really want to try it, I guess we can. But the first time it starts to hurt you, that's the end of it!" Smiling up at me in delight, she answered "Believe me, Danny: if it starts to hurt too much, I'm going to let you know!" I wasn't real comfortable about that "too much" bit, but had to figure that if she was capable of letting me know she wanted me to do that, she was just as able to let me know if she wanted me to stop, too. Even so, I was determined that if I started to hurt her too much, I'd stop, no matter WHAT she said.
With the promise of my assistance secured, Sis sat up and told me "I – I want to try it now, Danny. While we're alone, with just the two of us in the house. If it feels like I hope and think it will, I don't want to have to worry about Mom or Dad coming in, you know what I mean?" I did know what she meant: the more powerful her climax was, the louder she tended to get -" sometimes even screaming her pleasure. Yeah, it was probably better if we did it while Mom and Dad were gone; if Sis did scream, it would be embarrassing for both of us if Mom and Dad came to check on the noise and found us with my cock buried in her ass. I smiled at her before answering "Sure, that's fine. Uh – what do we do? I mean, how do you want to do this?" "Like I said, I'm already empty inside, so all we really need is the lotion. I'll go get it, and you can put some on me while I get started on you. Then when you're ready, I put it on you and we see if we can make it work." I nodded my agreement, and she got off the bed to retrieve a bottle of lotion from her dresser. I couldn't help thinking about what we were about to do as I watched her cute ass moving away. When she had the lotion in hand, she turned around and looked at me -" causing me to blush slightly because of what I'd just been thinking. That apparently made her think about it, because she started blushing, too. Once she was on the bed again, she knelt down next to me and handed me the bottle before saying "Don't be afraid of using too much of this, okay?" I could only grin before answering "You betcha!" As I squirted a healthy dollop of the lotion into my hand, Sis turned and leaned over, putting her head right over where my penis was starting to grow. Turning her head, she gave me a grin at my obvious anticipation before lowering herself far enough to wrap her lips around the glans. For my part, I reached over to where her cute ass was waving in the air and lay my hand along its crack before slowly working the lotion between her cheeks. She softly moaned around my penis, and increased her efforts to get me hard again. Once I'd worked the first batch of lotion into her nether region, I loaded my hand up again and repeated my efforts, paying a little more attention to the area of interest. My finger running across her anus provided the little inspiration she needed to redouble her oral assault on my manhood. By the time I had worked the second load of lotion into her skin, she had me fully erect; after I'd applied a third round of lotion on -" and into -" her back opening, she was taking over half my length between her lips as her head bobbed up and down. When I finally slid the end of my finger from her, she let me slip from between her lips, saying "Oh, God, that felt so sexy!", quickly followed by "Hand me the bottle so I can put some on you, too!" I did as she instructed, and it wasn't but a few seconds before she had my erect penis well-coated. Satisfied that I was as ready as she was, she moved to face away from me on her hands and knees -" leaving me with a clear view of her shapely ass. I could also see that her vaginal lips had grown, and the area between them all but dripping her essence -" making it clear to me that she was aroused, and truly wanting of what we were about to try. Getting to my knees, I quickly moved behind her and put my hands on her hips. She lowered herself so that her head rested on the bed, leaving her hands free to reach behind and spread her cheeks for me, and exposing the crinkle of her anus. Sis had gotten me hard enough that my dick was pointed more at the ceiling than where she wanted me to put it, so I had to release one of her hips so that I could lever myself down. Edging myself forward, it didn't take long for me to get positioned so that the head of my penis was pressing against her rear opening. With both of us ready, I tried one last time, telling her "Sis, we don't have to do this -" now, or ever." She responded by saying "No, we don't have to; but I want to find out, okay? I promise, if it hurts, I'll let you know." At that point there was nothing left for me to say or do -" except what she so obviously wanted. Holding myself steady and in position, I began slowly and carefully easing my hips forward. I could feel myself slightly spreading her nether entrance, but what really surprised me was that I could tell she was deliberately trying to relax herself there to make it possible. When that little gem of discovery finally sank in, I realized that I not only could, but should, be trying a little harder to get into her. Gently increasing the pressure I applied against her opening, I could feel it slowly spread to accept me even more as Sis told me "That's it, Danny! Like that!" As I pressed myself more and more against her, the tight ring of her anus went through a number of cycles: first tightening slightly, then relaxing and opening up to me even more as Sis voiced her pleasure and encouragement to me. Finally, it happened: with a suddenness that I think surprised both of us, my dick finally slid through -" accompanied by a soft squeak from Sis -" leaving her anus clenching me just behind the head. I was so worried about hurting her that I almost pulled myself back out of her before I realized that the noise she'd made had been one of surprise, not pain. Even so, I couldn't help asking "You okay, Sis? Should I pull it back out?" "Don't you dare! Oh, God, it feels so weird. Good, but weird!" A few moments later, she told me "That's it -just hold still for a bit. You aren't hurting me any, but it's still going to take me a little bit to get used to it, okay?" before releasing her hold on her ass cheeks in favor of reaching forward to fill her hands with the bed covers, clenching them so tightly that I could see her knuckles turn white. As instructed, I held myself steady in her -" delighting not only in the warmth of her bowels, but how she felt around me as she slowly adjusted to my presence in such an intimate area. Since I could feel it as she got used to me and became more and more relaxed, I wasn't surprised when she finally told me "Okay, Danny, I'm ready. You can go ahead again."
"I don't think the rest of it will be too tough, Sis. I mean, what's already in you is the biggest part." I could hear a trace of relief in her voice when she said "Yeah, I guess you're right. But you'll still stop if I tell you?" "Of course I will!" I answered. Still, I gave it an extra few seconds before beginning to ease my hips forward again; I had nearly half my cock buried in her ass before she asked me to hold still again, which I quickly did before I heard her say "You aren't hurting me or anything, so don't worry. I just need to catch my breath, is all -" I've been holding it without even realizing it!" A minute or so later, she told me "Okay, go ahead, again, like you did before." With my cock firmly in place, I moved my hand back to her hip to help steady myself before pressing into her again. It wasn't much longer before I felt her anus clenched around the base of my penis; below, my balls were softly resting against the cleft of her sex, and I could feel them being wetted slightly by the overflow of her oils. Leaning forward and supporting my torso with my arms, I was able to lower my head enough to kiss her on the back of her neck -" causing her to shudder slightly before she told me "That's it, just hold still again.
Jeez, it feels like I've got one of your baseball bats inside me!" Even though I figured it was where I was more than how much of me was there, that last part still did wonders for my teenage ego. Supporting myself with just one arm, I was able to lift my hand and begin playing with her breasts to try and help her relax. After gently squeezing them, and softly pinching her nipples for a couple of minutes, I gradually worked my hand down to her pelvis. There I collected a goodly sample of her oils and used them to keep things lubricated as I began teasing her erect clitoris. As I'd figured it would, the extra attention did wonders on helping her get used to having me filling her bowels; it was only a few minutes before I was able to bring her to an orgasm. As glad as I was to be able to help her that way, I damn near ended up regretting it, too: the sensations she created around my penis as it happened damn near had me blowing my load in her, ending things before they'd really gotten started. It got a hell of a lot closer than I'd have liked, but I somehow managed to keep from filling her with my cum, so I was more than ready when Sis had gotten her breath back again and told me she was ready. I started backing out of her real slow -" as much to try and get a little more control over myself as in sheer delight in how it felt to be moving in her that way. I only slid about a quarter of my erection out of her before easing it back in again just as slowly: we'd gotten that far without hurting her, and I was determined not to do anything to spoil that record, so "take it easy" was the rule I was operating by. That seemed to be just fine with Sis, too, since I could hear her pleased moan when I began entering her again. The next time was marginally faster and longer, as was the one after that.
Slowly, gradually, and most of all carefully, I did my part in Sis' and my first experience with anal sex. As things progressed, it came as no surprise to me that Sis got more and more excited, and more active -" even to the point of pressing herself back against me in response to my gentle thrusts. Even without any direct stimulation of her clitoris, she still had a small number of orgasms; the first fairly small, but each one after that progressively stronger. We'd gotten to the point that I was quickly and steadily stroking in and out of her for nearly the entire length of my cock when I realized that she was getting closer and closer to having one Hell of a powerful climax. That was just fine with me, since I was rapidly approaching my own release and certainly didn't want to disappoint her. I was on the very edge of emptying myself in her, and worried that I'd failed her when I felt her begin to tighten around me even more with the approach of her orgasm. That was all it took for me, and after a couple more quick strokes into her, I buried myself as far into her as I could. I figured that if she climaxed from what we were doing, it was going to be much more powerful than anything I'd witnessed before; but I still wasn't ready for the power and volume of the cry she released when the first hot jet of my semen erupted into her bowels, or the way her opening clamped down on me almost painfully tight, or the way her body froze for several long seconds before going into a series of powerful spasms. The sensations she created around my cock were amazing, and it was only because of that added stimulation that I was able to generate the force needed to continue spraying her insides with my cum as her cry continued through the spasms wracking her young body. I was nearly done emptying myself in her when her scream finally tapered off, followed by a gasp and moan from her. I had no choice but to stay hard and inside her as she tried to catch her breath between the waves of pleasure I could see, and feel, coursing through her.
Still, even with the advantage of our young age, there was only so long that she could climax like that. When her energy finally gave out, the force of her orgasm quickly tapered off, leaving her exhausted. If I hadn't been watching for just such a possibility, she would have collapsed onto the bed. I'll have to confess that my motives weren't entirely altruistic: her anus was still clamped around my cock so tightly that I was afraid of what might happen if I didn't control her descent and keep myself close!
Holding her in my arms as we lay there on our sides, I was amazed to discover that Sis hadn't completely lost her senses: when I softly kissed her shoulder, she somehow managed to turn her head enough for me to hear it as she whispered "Thank you, Danny." I simply smiled at her and said "That's okay, Sis. Just lay here and relax -" I could tell that hit you pretty hard, so just take it easy and get yourself back together, okay?"
She managed a smile and weak nod before turning her head to rest on the bed again. I ended up holding her like that for quite a while. Longer, in fact, than I expected I'd have to -" but she was my sister, and I loved her, and I was happy to do it. It didn't take long for her to relax enough that I was able to ease my hips back and more-or-less rescue my cock; when I slipped free of her, I was surprised as hell when she shuddered and released a soft moan. I was softly caressing her when she decided that she was ready to move again. She started to get up, but I easily held her down before telling her "No, you just rest. If there's something you want, I'll get it for you." Blushing slightly, she softly told me "I'm starting to feel a little cold and – icky back there, and I was going to clean up a little and get something to drink." I gave her a gentle hug before saying "Fine, I'll take care of it. You just stay here and get your energy back, okay?" I could hear a trace of embarrassment in her voice when she softly said "Danny, it's my butt!" I just smiled, kissed her shoulder, and answered "Yeah, I know -" I was there, remember?", drawing a Look from her before I went on "Look, I helped get you like that, so I can help fix it, okay? Besides, the way you look, I'd have to help get you to the bathroom and do it anyway; so why not just stay here, save your energy, and let me take care of it?" That wasn't anything she could really argue with, and after a couple of seconds, she nodded her acceptance. After another kiss to her shoulder, I got up and quickly made my way to our shared bathroom.
Once I had a couple of warm, damp washcloths and a small towel, I got her a glass of cool water and headed back. When I got into her room, I saw that she'd rolled over onto her stomach, making it easier for me to take care of cleaning her up. One washcloth got most of the lotion and the little bit of my cum that had leaked out of her. The second washcloth finished the job, and I used one end of the towel to make sure she was dry before folding it so that she could sit on it. That done, I helped her sit up with the towel under her. She looked at me in curiosity, and I tried to delicately explain to her why it was there -" embarrassing her greatly. I ignored it, though, in favor of helping her with the water: she was still weak enough that I had to help hold it for her. When she'd emptied the glass, I asked if she wanted some more; she indicated that she did, and I left to get it for her. While I was at it, I rinsed out the washcloths I'd used to clean her up and left them in the hamper before filling the glass again. Once I was back in her room, she was able to drink by herself while I got myself seated where I could hold and support her. When she was done drinking, she set the glass on her night stand before snuggling next to me.
Putting my arms around her, I held her close. Several minutes went by before she told me "Thank you, Danny." "Whatever for?" Pulling my arms more tightly around her, she answered "For everything you've done for me. For actually listening to me when I said I wanted to find out what it felt like to have you in my butt. For being so patient and gentle with me, and actually doing that for me, and making it feel so damn good! For showing me that I was right to trust you. For holding me after we were done, and then being willing to clean me up like that when I was still too darn tired to do it myself. For thinking to leave the towel here so I don't make a mess on my bed. For being such a good brother." "Honest, Sis, you don't have to thank me for any of that. You're my sister, and I love you, and I'm glad that there's stuff that I can do for you." "Maybe so -" but I still want you to know that I appreciate it, anyway, and that I love you, too." After giving her another hug and kiss on the shoulder, I was content to just sit there and hold her. It was maybe a half hour later when she let me know that she was ready to take a quick shower -" if I was willing to help her (like I'd turn her down!). When both of us were clean and dressed again, we headed for the family room to watch some TV until Mom and Dad got home.
After that memorable event, Sis and I readily went back to our more conventional methods of pleasing each other with our hands and mouths, enjoying what we did together just as before. But as the weeks slipped by, I noticed that Sis seemed to be getting a little distant from me at times.
I asked her what was going on, and she'd just shake her head briefly before telling me "Just something I've got on my mind -" The first few times that happened, I was willing to take what she said at face value -" but somewhere around the dozenth time, I finally called her on it: "C'mon, Sis.