My Own Sister

An experience shared by Jaffo:

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I’m currently in my forties and I have kept this secret inside me for the last 30 years. As a 15-year-old male, I had lived with my father for the previous 8 years, only having contact with my siblings once a year. Having a brother and sister around was different. In our younger years we had shared a house with cousins and often taken part in “show me and I’ll show you.”

For me, seeing my cousin Natalie’s hairy pussy when she was 15 was mind blowing. Having said that, what 11-year-old boy wouldn’t have been? But the experience I want to tell you about wasn’t that day, it was what happened with Jo, my sister.

Jo was two years younger than me, nearly to the day. Like me, she had deep blue eyes and an athletic build. At 13 years old, she had small, I would say B-cup, tits. Later in life these were enhanced by silicone implants (another story). I was a little taller than her, even today only 5’7”, and she 5’5”. We look similar, however, and as far as genetics we both lucky there. I’m not your typical masculine faced guy.

As far as how we played our show-me games, each of us had a room, and one of the others would come in. Depending on who it was we would show our bits or not. As a young lad, I thought my cock was the norm, had measured it many times, size would vary but always around the 6 1/2″ mark. It was only when my sister came into my room, and asked to see my cock, that she replied it’s thick. Later life proved her right!

Getting my cock out, she started to wank it from soft to hard. She did this only for few minutes, then left the room. I didn’t cum and I didn’t see any of her naked body. She had done the same to my cousin. We all got bored and carried on with other things. This stuck in my mind for weeks, my own sister wanking my cock hard, and commenting on its thickness. What would her pussy be like? Or her naked body and tits? I often wanked myself off thinking of the possibilities, I wanked 2 or 3 times a day (even now often do it twice a day).

A while later, I came home one evening and walking through the kitchen to the hallway, my sister shouted from upstairs was it me? I replied yes. We had a pantry under the stairs where drinks were kept. I took some cordial out, went to the sink and filled my glass. On walking back to the pantry and returning the bottle to the shelf, my sister was leaning over the banister. She just looked at me and pulled up her shirt showing me a slightly hairy pussy. She placed a finger on either side and said come to her room.

Fuck, was I dreaming? Had I really seen my sister’s pussy? Where were my mum and her partner? Where was my brother? It turned out that they were all away from the house. I went upstairs, walked in her room, and sat on her single bed. I can’t remember what we said, but I remember her opening her legs, and me smelling and kissing her slightly hairy pussy. The smell is something you never forget, slightly musky and sweet, I licked and kissed while she lay back, My heart was beating in my mouth – it still does today when I think about the thrill I felt, I can still picture it.

I took my shoes off and jeans as I continued licking. I never put any fingers in, as I didn’t know if I should. I rubbed her pussy. I remember then laying on my back as she stroked my cock. Then Jo just climbed on top of me naked. She positioned her pussy lips on top of my cock, not inside, and then rocked forwards and back, rubbing my shaft with her lips. This was fucking amazing.

We didn’t speak. I remember just looking at my shaft and her pussy. It didn’t take long, but I knew I would cum. When I told her I this, she carried on faster. So intense! This was my first experience with sex, and it was with my own sister. She started breathing deeply. I couldn’t hold it back. “I’m cumming,” I said. She slowed down and moved her pussy towards the base of my cock and balls, and lifted her pussy slightly as I came. My cum has always been thick, and it didn’t shoot far.

The reality of us fucking without penetration, and my cum near her fertile pussy, became apparent. She carefully climbed off, trying not to get any cum on her pussy. I got up and we said nothing. I walked out of her room and into my own, guilt had taken over.

The next day was uncomfortable, but strangely calming. This was a start of many more encounters like this with my sister Jo over the next year.

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