Learning with Sis

A real experience shared by Andy:

I am 57 years old. The story I’m going to tell you happened in the early 1970s.

I come from a large family: 5 older sisters and  3 older and one younger brother.

This true story concerns me and the youngest of my sisters. I was 14, quite tall and athletic for my age. My sister was 17, slim, natural blonde hair, absolutely gorgeous in my eyes and wore the latest fashions, which at that time meant mini-skirts!

My sister and I were both in the house one day, alone. We were both reading, and the way our house was set out at that time there were two chairs opposite each other, either side of the open fire place.

As I was reading my book, I looked over the top of it and a flash of red caught my eye. I looked down and I could see up my sister’s skirt, her red knickers were on show. Hormones exploding!

I continued to stare and then I realised my sister was looking at me. I looked down at the pages of my book again waiting on my sister erupting!

It didn’t happen. After a couple of minutes I sneaked a look upwards again. Sis had fallen asleep. Her eyes were closed and her chin was resting on her collarbone. My eyes ventured down again…

Those red knickers were still on show, and I was sure I could see even more!

I continued to look, glancing up at her face every few seconds to make sure she didn’t awaken.
Then, she started to slide down the seat, and as she did so her skirt went further up her thighs exposing more and more of her knickers! I could now see a line of her crease going up the centre of them as the bulge from her fanny become more and more visible. After a few minutes she was sitting/lying on the seat with her thighs totally exposed and her legs slightly parted.

I got off my seat and knelt on the floor in front of her. I gingerly moved my hand near her. My finger gently brushed her mound. No movement from sis. I then started to rub my finger up and down her slit, through her knickers. Still no movement. I noticed a darker patch on her knickers. I don’t know why, but I then leaned in and kissed her fanny through her knickers. I thought I heard her gasp and looked up at her but she hadn’t moved. I then pulled her knickers to the side and slipped my finger in against her silky blonde bush. I was struck as to how warm she was. And the tip of my finger then touched her bare fanny—

Just at this point the doorbell rang!

I shot up off the floor. My sister jumped up and hurried from the room. The doorbell sounded again and I went to answer it. It was the bloody postman with a parcel! I took delivery of it and returned to the living room. Sis had gone to her room.

After what seemed a long time, but was probably only a few minutes, my sister returned. She asked who was at the door and then sat down opposite me again. Both of us went back to reading books.

After a few minutes I looked up. Sis was asleep, again. Then she slowly started to slide down the seat like before. My eyes were glued to the space between her gorgeous thighs. My eyes must have shot out of my head – no flash of red knickers. My sister was naked beneath her skirt, she had removed them!

At this, all pretence from me went out the window. I was on the floor between her thighs in a shot, lifting her skirt up to her waist to marvel in her glorious blonde bush. I buried my head between her thighs and started to kiss her. The wonderful odour was overwhelming. I was in heaven.

I felt her hands on my head. I looked up and saw my sister smiling down at me.

‘Lick me’ she said. I did as I was told. She moaned slightly, nodded her head and said, ‘Yes, that’s it!’

Over the next five minutes or so my sister positioned my head to where she wanted to be licked. Then her thighs tightened and she gripped my head between them. A sound came from her that I’d never heard before and I felt liquid squirt into my mouth. It was like sweet nectar, and I licked it up greedily. Then suddenly she was pushing me away saying, ‘NO, no, no, that’s enough!’

I have never seen a more serene look in my life as the sight of her lying there smiling. ‘Don’t you dare tell anyone’ she said.

‘I won’t,’ I promised.

In our crowded house, being alone together proved difficult. We both kept looking at each other, usually smiling slightly, and on a couple of occasions Sis lifted her skirt if there was no chance of getting caught.

Our next opportunity didn’t arrive until about a week later.

Our mother had left to go to the local shops, this would normally take about 15 minutes or so. As soon as we saw her disappear round the corner, Sis grabbed my arm and took me through to her room. She lay on the bed, hitched up her skirt, pulled off her knickers, and I was soon tonguing her.

She lasted longer than the first time, but not a lot more! Her juices tasted just as sweet as she orgasmed in my mouth, which this time I had clamped over her fanny hole. Not a drop was wasted. Soon Sis was telling me to stop again as I continued to greedily lick her.

I stood up. Sis was smiling up at me, almost giggling. ‘Remember, our secret,’ she reminded me. I smiled. She then glanced down and could see that there was a distinct bulge in my trousers. ‘Come closer,’ said Sis and I took a step towards her. She undid my belt, pulled down my zip and lowered my trousers. Then my underpants were pulled down a bit. My young cock was probably only about 4 inches long, but it had never been bigger or harder. Sis took it between her fingers and slowly pulled the foreskin up and down. In about 10 seconds I shot my load. A feeling which made my knees buckle and Sis got her hand covered in my gooey spunk.

She stopped and smiled up at me. ‘Was that a lot?’ she asked.

I nodded and said, ‘Yes, a lot more than when I do it myself.’

‘Good,’ replied Sis. She then put her knickers back on and went to the bathroom to clean up.

Over the next few months we had a few sessions, probably about once every fortnight. We were not taking risks. Much the same happened each time. I was getting more and more expert at what I was doing. I would make Sis cum and I even got to the stage where I could hold her orgasm back before letting it squirt powerfully into my mouth. Her clit (I didn’t really have a name for it at that time) would get hard and I could suck it a little bit. That drove her wild!

My stamina improved from that first time, too. It would take Sis longer to make me cum, and on occasions she would undress fully, showing me her absolutely wonderful body (smallish boobs but nipples that stood out).
The next truly memorable time was when after I had licked, sucked, and tongued her to another orgasm she took my cock in her hand as usual and she was wanking me slowly. The head of my cock always got very wet (I know it now as pre-cum, but at the time is was just “wet and sticky!”). Sis’s technique got even better and she knew how to get me hard and breathing heavy.

She looked up at me and said ‘If you get close to shooting tell me. Okay?’ I didn’t know what this was referring to but I dumbly nodded my head. She then bent her head down and put the very tip of my cock between her lips. I was trying not to breathe (Please make this last) as Sis gently sucked on the swollen head of my cock.

‘Sis!’ I cried, when I couldn’t hold back. She took her head away from my cock and started to quickly wank me. My cock was pointing straight at her face and my eruption shocked us both. The first load hit Sis on the cheek, just to the right of her mouth. She then pointed it downwards and string after string of spunk hit her boobs and her belly.

‘WOW!‘giggled sis, ‘That was great!’ She then did something that remains in my memory to this day. She took her finger and wiped some spunk off her boobs. She looked up at me and then, smiling, put her finger to her mouth. She licked it. A broad smile appeared and she said ‘It tastes nice!’ She then proceeded to scoop up the remaining spunk and swallow it. Watching this, my cock hardened again and she took it back into her mouth and sucked harder this time. ’All clean’ said Sis as she stood up to get dressed. ‘We better hurry up and get dressed,’ she said ‘but we’ll be doing that again soon!’

The next time, only a few days later, we knew we had plenty of time. Sis told me to strip completely. She did the same. ‘Right,’ says sis. ‘Lie down.’ I did so. She then straddled my head. Her naked fanny directly above me. She lowered herself down. I craned my neck to try to reach her and was soon slurping on her juices. I felt her take my cock in her hand and slowly wank me. This was glorious
This was our first 69. And I immediately loved this position. Access was easier, my tongue could get deeper, her clit seemed to be more sensitive and…I slipped a finger inside Sis while sucking on her clit. She went wild. Grinding herself against my face she covered me in girl cum. And…she didn’t want me to stop this time.

I felt her lips around my cock and it wasn’t just the head. Sis was giving me one hell of a blow job as she fucked my face and fingers. I almost screamed her name as my orgasm neared. I felt her suck harder and deeper. I did scream her name this time as I got to the point of no return. I came buckets. String after string of spunk shot out of me into my sister’s mouth. Sis came again drenching me once more. Sis collapsed on top of me. Both of us were absolutely shattered. Sis turned round and came to lie beside me. I put my arm around her. Both of us naked. The sweetest thing ever. Every time I orgasmed after that Sis took it in her mouth and swallowed.

Our incestuous relationship stayed like this for about three years. We never even contemplated intercourse. For some reason it was a barrier that we both shied away from and never spoke about. We were perfectly happy in what we were doing. My Sis taught me how to give a girl pleasure using my mouth. My sister used me as her blow job teacher. It was mutual pleasure. Sis then got boyfriends (she was still a virgin), and I started to look to other girls.

One ‘incident’ I’d like to share concerned my sister’s best friend Frances. Frannie, as she was known to our family, was in and out of our house for years (still friends with Sis now) and one day, when I was 17 (Sis and I were still involved) I asked Frannie if she wanted to go out for a drink with me. My sister smiled when Frannie agreed and our first date was arranged for the following weekend. Everything went well and when I took her home we indulged in some heavy petting (it’s good making a girl orgasm just by some light pressure of your fingertips, my sister had taught me well). Sis had stayed up waiting on my return and wanted to know all the details. She thought it was marvellous! Sis then suggested that I invite Frannie home when there was no one there but she wanted to be able to see!

I readily agreed and then made the invite to Frannie. She agreed too! There was a walk-in closet in my room, and Sis hid in there when she saw Frannie coming up our path. There was no pretence from either of us when Frannie came in. She went immediately to my room. We lay on the bed and pretty soon we were both naked. I went down on her. Within a few minutes she was coming. I then spread her thighs as she lay back on the pillows (Sis had told me her friend was not a virgin and was on the pill). Frannie was going to be my first!

I lowered myself down on her and she pushed towards me. Wow, the heat was incredible, I moved forward slowly and I slipped inside her. Frannie was good, Frannie was VERY fucking good! We fucked for ages. She came three or four times before I did and we lay back down to rest (both of us smoked). Frannie had her head on my chest and then I saw the closet door slowly open and my Sis grinning ear to ear. She then pulled her skirt up and I could see that the inside of her thighs were soaked. Frannie and I fucked again, after which I licked her to orgasm once more before getting her to give me a blow job (not a patch on Sis, but still fucking great!) When Frannie left, I licked Sis to orgasm. It was shortly after this that Sis and I stopped. I continued to see Frannie for a few months and it was always good, but not Sis!

To this day I LOVE giving oral to a woman. I’ve only had about 8 partners, all quite long term. I’ve never had a one-night stand, I was married for 28 years and never cheated. My only secret is what I’ve told you. Very happy memories. All of my partners have enjoyed my oral skills. None of them knew that my sister taught me.

Sis and I still live relatively close (about 15 miles), both married with kids. Our childhood exploits have done no one any harm.

Just after my divorce, we were at a family party and we both went out for a cigarette together. Nothing unusual in that. Perhaps we both had had a drink. We started to broach the subject of US all those years ago. Both of us said there were no regrets. I then said to Sis that I’d love to do it one more time. Sis’s eyebrow raised. ‘Me too’ she said. Just then someone else came out for a smoke and the mood was broken.

Nothing has been mentioned since.

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3 thoughts on “Learning with Sis

  1. You painted a great image, mate. I hope it’s true (it sounds like it is), and if it is then I’m jealous.

    I’d love for Rachael to take this as inspiration for one of her own stories, from the sister’s point of view.

  2. Thanks so much for sharing. I think incest happens so much more than we realized. We’re such sexual beings, and we’re naturally curious. Of course, it has to be consensual, and though it’s complicated, I think it can be beautiful and pleasurable under the right circumstances. Like this story. No one was harmed.

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