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By Kiarra
I had just finished my karate lesson at the rec center when one of the directors approached me. “Hello, are you Doug?”
“Yes…”
“Hi, I’m Angela, your sister Aimee’s gymnastics instructor.”
“Hi…”
“Nice to meet you Doug. Your sister left this behind the other day.” She handed me a bag. It felt like clothing inside.”Will you see to it that she gets it?”
“Umm…OK.”
“So sorry to hear about your other sister Michelle. Tragic.”
“What other sister?”
“Your sister Michelle. I heard about the accident. I’m so sorry about Aimee’s twin. That must be tough for all of you.”
“Umm…”
“Anyway, I have to run. It was nice to finally meet Aimee’s brother!” She shook my hand and disappeared.
I looked into the bag on my walk home and saw it was a leotard and some tights. I couldn’t wait to get home and ask about this ‘twin’ sister Aimee had made up. This poor lady must think I’m shell-shocked from the ‘accident’ with all the witty answers I had for her during our conversation. Boy I could really get Aimee into trouble with this one.
Now us kids usually stuck together in our mischievous endevours, never running to our parents unless there was extreme injustices or physical pain. You just kind of waited with your ammo in case something broke your way. This was big ammo. I had to let her know that I had her good. My curiosity was getting the best of me anyway.
My sister Aimee at this time was finishing up 8th grade and me, being several years younger, was in the 5th grade. Aimee had really sprouted this last year with her hips starting to grow out as well as her young perky titts. I didn’t even have a pubic hair yet and all my jacking was dry rewards…but hella good feelings.
Aimee and I used to play a teasing game with each other all the time growing up. I had the room nearest the bathroom and I could see who would walk down the hall and go into there. When she would go in, I would usually pull my cock out and rub it till it was good and hard. Being young, this was always an easy feat. It was almost always hard all the time anyway! When she walked back down the hall after using the bathroom I would act like I was dressing and sport my hard cock for her to see. Sometimes I didn’t even bother with the pretenses and would just lie there on my bed pointing it at her. She would always look as she passed by and if something naughty was going on then she would take a few steps back to see again. I usually lost my nerve and hid myself under a blanket or finished putting my pants on by the time she came back. She would smile and sometimes wolf whistle real low and show she liked what she had seen.
She was into the same teasing too. I can’t remember how many times I would see her door ajar and as I walked by she would be topless showing her pointed teen tits at me, slowly shutting the door as she watched me watch her. Another of her favorites was to start disrobing before she passed my door on the way to the bathroom when she would shower. She would roll back her robe just enough so I could see almost all of her naked but someone else down the hall behind her wouldn’t know.
One morning I entered the bathroom with a morning hard-on and forgot to close the bathroom door all the way. While I stood there taking a piss, Aimee walked into the bathroom and got a good look at my erect cock. She quietly said, “whoa…” then retreated back to her bedroom. I’m glad she always got to see it at it’s largest.
She was wearing one of Dads white t-shirts and a pair of white cotton panties. I could see her little pussy mound and the edges of her white butt cheeks as she turned away. After she left, my cock was bouncing up and down with my heartbeat so I started jerking off right there. I didn’t care if she saw me or not, actually, I hoped she’d come back to see if the bathroom was free and watch me. My sister was sending my hormones into a frenzy of lust. Wanting for her perfect little hard body.
We could both feel the sexual tension and excitement building between us, however, I think we were both too scared, still not sure where to go from here. Not sure of the other’s seriousness to go through with anything. So the teasing continued, each day we pushed this game of sexual temptation further and further.
It wasn’t long before I got my next chance. Even though I saw her topless and provocatively dressed countless times, I never saw her completely nude at least not yet. Between the last incident and the next one,I started to second-guess myself about her behavior. She was, after all, a bold up front person not afraid to act provocatively. Maybe she was just being herself and I was reading too much into these situations.
Also, she spoke her mind about things – not afraid to blurt out whatever was on her mind. So why did she never say anything when these things occurred between us? Maybe she was as shy as I was about it. Also, I hadn’t gone through puberty yet, so maybe she thought it was not her place to come right out and be blunt enough to just say what she wanted from me. By flaunting herself like she did, maybe she thought sometime I will make a move or a gesture that will let her know I want it to go further.
Then there were the stares she gave me – long, lingering looks like girls give to guys to let them know they are interested. And just the boldness of her actions towards me – in all these incidents, she could have easily concealed herself from me with no problem. It was as if it was on purpose and for a reason.
I had an older brother and a father and she never behaved like that in front of them. We were always close. Maybe she thought this was the natural next step at our ages to go this direction and show just how deep our affections are for each other.
This was the early-80’s, and it was not like it is today, where sex is so out in the open on the Internet and TV. My sexual knowledge came from friends the same young age as myself, drawings on the mens room walls and at the most, the occasional porn magazine. There was also the erotic novels my father thought he had hidden from prying eyes. Some family themes and some teen coming of age bondage books which she would occasionally read to me when my Father wasn’t home. So my sexual knowledge was not the greatest. Probably the one thing that contributed much to me not taking it any further. I wasn’t sure what to do.
Here was a semi-mature, sexy older girl. What would I do if it did go further? Would I make a fool of myself even if she was willing? If she wasn’t willing, all the worse. But even so … I knew I wanted to try fucking, and here was one hot available girl (or so it seemed anyway).
Then there was the fact that I was masturbating since I was very young. I was caught once, maybe twice, by family members. I’m sure this got back to my sister. Maybe she thought I was ready to get fucked. I just couldn’t make up my mind what to do if this ever happened again!
When I got home I found her and everyone else gone. Probably doing extra curricular school activities. Making my way down the hall, I noticed the door to Aimee’s bedroom was ajar. I knew she was not home so being a curious type of guy I decided to have a look.
Aimee’s room looked like a bomb had hit it, with clothes and shoes scattered everywhere, left where she had dropped them. Even her bed was still unmade with her quilt half discarded on the floor with her nightgown. The air was heavy with a mixture of her perfumes reminding me of the smells you found at the perfume counter in a department store, just like a tart’s boudoir.
I sat on Aimee’s bed looking around her room, taking in the atmosphere before lying down on her bed slowly breathing my sister’s scent. After five or ten minutes I moved to her dressing table, and examined all her little trinkets in the little pots that she kept, before I found myself drawn to a drawer which had been left half open. This was where she kept her bras, panties, and all other items of underwear; it was full to bursting…
I felt like a small child in a candy store as I rummaged through her drawers. I had always had an unusual interest in women’s underwear particularly in the lacy and see-through variety which made women look pretty and feminine. Lacy wired bras and bustiers were a particular favorite of mine together with stockings, suspenders and of course the matching g-strings and thongs. Aimee was obviously of the same mind as myself, for her drawers were crammed full of beautiful underwear in an array of different colors.
As I searched I pulled one of her black lacy under-wired bras out. It felt so stiff and uncomfortable and I wondered whether it hurt the soft skin of her breasts. I thought that even if they were uncomfortable, it was still worth wearing as they looked so sexy.
Holding it to my nose, I breathed in, deeply savoring the pleasant aroma of Aimee. It was beautiful and my mind fantasized just how Aimee looked when she wore this bra. I daydreamed about myself dressed in her sexy underwear and how it would feel wearing such pretty underwear and concluded that girls were so lucky.
I replaced the bra and continued to rummage through her drawer, when I found a pair of black see-through skimpy panties. I nervously held them to my nose as I’d done earlier with the bra, inhaling deeply any smell there might have been of Aimee.
At the same time as I was rummaging through her underwear, I became aware of the huge bulge beneath my jeans as my cock had slowly become aroused, and was now straining to be released from the confines of my jeans. Without thinking I quickly threw off my sweatshirt, and in two swift movements I had unzipped my jeans and pulled them down until they had settled around my ankles. I stepped out, kicking them aside before removing my socks. I stood in front of her mirror totally naked, aroused, and excited.
I began to fondle myself as my huge swollen erection stood upright like a huge stiff flag pole. I wasn’t particularly large at this age, probably only five inches, but quite thick around the girth, and my purple swollen, shiny head felt like it was going to explode.
I went back to Aimee’s panty drawer and rummaging through I selected a black lace bustier with a tiny matching lace g-string, and a pair of black stockings before sitting on her dresser chair; I had decided that while no-one was about, now would be a good a time as any to live out a fantasy I had been keeping for years.
I began to fasten the bustier around my body. I struggled to fasten the tiny hooks and eyes, before adjusting the bustier making sure it was positioned properly. Then, stepping into the tiny g-string I pulled it up around my hips and positioned it comfortably between my cheeks before trying to cover my swollen cock with the tiny patch of lace. It only managed to cover my balls with my swollen erection completely exposed.
Once I had slipped the stockings on, I stood in front of her mirror and admired myself but couldn’t help but smile… I looked ridiculous with my balls hanging out at either side of the g-string and my swollen cock standing tall and erect. I felt so horny, so sexy and so naughty! Here I was dressed in my sister’s sexy underwear alone in her room. I moved over to Aimee’s bed propping myself up on her pillow, before wrapping my fingers around my thick cock, and slowly but deliberately I began to discover myself.
That’s when she walked in. I heard her just as she crept into the room and I panicked. She was going to freak, I was sure of it. She said,“Hey little brother.”
“Aimee, I…”
“Don’t worry, they look pretty on you, but you really should ask before you borrow my things.”
I couldn’t believe she wasn’t mad, here I was in her panties and she was chiding me on my manners. Aimee walked up and sat beside me on the bed, her hand resting on my thigh. “So what were you doing before I caught you hmm?”
“I was just trying them on you know…”
Her hand slide up and gripped my cock through the panties. “Nothing else?” she started stroking.
“Please don’t be mad… Don’t tell Mom and Dad.”
“Just do as I say Doug and it’ll be fine. Now here… She began to take off her top and jeans. If you like my underwear so much I’m sure you’d like to see it when it’s on me.”
I watched as she winked at me and then started to take her clothes off and I gasped, she looked incredible. She hadn’t been wearing a bra and her breasts looked amazing, I knew she was a C cup and they were so perky. She was wearing nothing but a purple thong and she was hot.
“Now come here.” She pulled me towards her and started to kiss me, our hands were all over each other. I gently played with her nipples, because I had seen that in a porn mag, whilst she squeezed my ass. I couldn’t believe I was doing this with my sister. I felt her pushing my head a little so I lowered myself to suck one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned quietly and started rubbing my cock through the panties.
She went to lie on her bed and motioned for me to come towards her. On the bed, I knelt beside her legs and sucked the other nipple into my mouth, it wasn’t long until I felt her pushing on my head again though. I kissed down to her hips and started to remove her thong by tugging on the side. “Go on Doug, eat your sister’s pussy.” I started licking and sucking, not sure what to do at all. She tasted so good and pretty soon she was moaning softly.
Her dressing mirror lined up with the bed somehow, giving a queens eye view of us. She was watching me dressed in her panties and such and liking it. “You’re ass looks so hot like that Doug.” Aimee sat up and pulled my head so I never stopped licking her, she leaned forward and put her hand on the top of my panties. Slowly, she slid a finger down between my cheeks teasing my ass through the lace. I’d never done this before, not sure what it was called, and it felt incredible. I started pushing my ass up against her finger. I sucked on, what I now know as her clit, into my mouth and flicked my tongue across it, because she moaned harder when I did that to that bump of flesh at the top.
“Does somebody like that?” I couldn’t answer; I just carried on eating her. She moved my panties aside and started pushing against my hole. Just as she managed to slip one finger into me, she suddenly went crazy. She was bucking wildly, pressing my head against her cunt and moaning. I hardly noticed, her finger felt so good inside me. “Oh fuck, yes Doug! Keep going, I’m cumming.” Which I thought was weird thing to say because she was already here…
She collapsed on the bed, gasping still pushing her finger in and out of my ass. I was moaning now, it felt so good. “Stay right where you are…” She said, getting up. I was on my hand and knees on the bed wondering what would come next. Aimee walked around me and got on the bed behind me. She ran her hands up and down my legs, pausing each time to tease my ass.
“Do you like me doing that Doug?”
“So, so much”
“Well how about this?” I felt her breathe on the back of my legs and then I felt her tongue pushing into my ass. I’d never even heard of people doing this, it was amazing. Her tongue moved in and out of me and I couldn’t stop pushing up to meet her every time. She reached up between my legs and grabbed my cock, rubbing me through the panties.
“How’s that feel?”
“Mmm, please keep going Aimee.” She kept rubbing my cock but was now sitting up behind me. “My my, you do like me playing with your ass.” She pushed two fingers of her other hand into my now well receptive ass. She was fucking me with her fingers whilst I moaned crazily, my head pressed down into the bed and my ass right up in the air.
“That’s right Doug, moan like the slut you are. Look at you in your cute little panties, what would your friends think? Actually little brother, what would MY friends think? Maybe we could have a little fun some other time…maybe at a sleepover.” Instantly, thoughts of Aimee’s hot friends filled my head, how embarrassing it would be if they saw me like this. Strangely, the thought turned me on even more, I pushed harder against Aimee’s fingers.
“Oh you want my friends to see you like this? Kneeling on my bed, getting fingered like a girl?”
“Yes Aimee”
“Hmm well maybe I can sort something out, if you do as I say.”
“Anything…. just don’t stop.”
Aimee started rubbing my cock harder through my panties and pushing her fingers deeper into my ass.
“I want you to tell me when you’re about to cum, err… orgasm. Because today’s your lucky day little brother. Today you get to try to cum on your sister, would you like that?”
“Oh God yes!”
“Mmm but there’s a catch, once you’ve finished, you have to keep wearing this bustier and panty.” I was about to argue but the feeling I got from her hand and the lace on my cock was too much, I’d do anything she said. I was moaning loudly, I could feel myself getting close to ‘cumming’.
“You ready little brother?”
“Uhhhh….”, it was all I could say.
Aimee slid under me and held my cock pointing at her stomach. She reached around and put a finger back in my ass, stroking my cock. “Well come on, cum on your sister’s sexy body, do it little brother!” I couldn’t hold on for another second, I started dry-cumming, pretending I was shooting it all over her chest and stomach, just like I’d seen in porn and then I collapsed on her. Aimee pulled her fingers out of my ass and let go of me.
“Well little brother, get dressed.”
“But Aimee, I don’t want to anymore!” There was no way I was wearing a bustier, maybe panties, but no bustier outside the room now that I ‘came’. It was too noticable.
“You will bitch! Or I’ll be telling Mom what you’ve been up to and I certainly won’t be bringing my friends around to play …”
“Please Aimee, don’t tell Mom.” she had me, I had to keep her happy.
“Get to it bitch!” I slowly lowered my head and started adjusting the bustier on my imaginary tits, I nearly got hard again with her there watching me. I then attempted to put my balls and semi hard cock into the panties’ little patch of fabric. The first couple attempts, my cock popped right out. If I got my cock into the panties then my balls would droop out the bottom. Aimee being flustered at this point tried to help but only suceeded in making me hard again.
“Good bitch, I’m sure a panty boy like you loves the feel of panties. Now, Make sure you clean me up properly.” She held up her hands and shook them referring to her sweaty body. I licked my way down, licking all her sweat off her whilst she humiliated me. Once I’d finished she got me to stand up and then she helped me take the bustier off. “No use letting everybody know how fucking perverted you are.”
“OK little brother, I want you to wear the panties for the rest of the day and remember from now on, you do whatever I say.”
I thought I would keep the conversation with Angela about Aimee’s ‘twin’ to myself for now. I might need the leverage if things got any stranger…
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By Kiarra
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