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By Mr Rodd Our curious teenagers return to the bedroom to carry on where they left off.
Note: There are a couple of bits of 1970’s British slang in this chapter which some readers might find confusing, so, to be clear; a “fanny” is a pussy and a “rubber johnny” is a condom.
But our siblings won’t be doing shagging just yet….
Story:
Janet and I had been playing in her bedroom all morning. It was the sexiest time of our lives. She was gagging for it (I think). She’d let me do whatever i wanted with her tits and I was trying to get her knickers off too when Mum had yelled up the stairs and spoiled our games.
It was lunchtime and we needed to get downstairs “sharpish”!
I had to go to the bathroom first, though and get rid of the massive hard on that Janet had given me. I was such a waste to have to shoot my load into the toilet bowl, but I couldn’t let Mum see me like that.
I’d have to put some clothes on too. I was only wearing my pyjama pants and there wasn’t time to dress properly, but it was a warm day, so l just pulled on a dressing gown to try to make myself look decent.
Janet had nothing on but the knickers that I’d been trying to get her out of. She quickly slipped on a bra and a summer dress, tidied her hair and joined me on the stairs.
“Well about time too,” was Mum’s unsurprising welcome. “Still in your pyjamas at lunchtime,” she chided me, “Whatever would your dad say?”
“It’s a lovely day and you shouldn’t waste it indoors. You should be out there in the sunshine, having fun. You’re only young once.
I’m going to Aunty Joan’s this afternoon and I don’t expect to find you here when I get back, understand?”
We said we did, but Aunty Joan was an old friend that Mum helped out. We didn’t expect her to be back anytime soon.
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We ate our lunch/breakfast and washed everything up – we didn’t want to leave it for Mum to have to deal with, when she got home.
“Do you want to carry on with the “dare game”” I asked.
“Ok, but not for too long. Mum’s right, we can’t stay in my bedroom all day.
It was fun though.
Give me ten minutes to get ready, then come up to my room. I’ll be waiting!” she said, with a tease.
I couldn’t understand why Janet needed ten minutes to “get ready”, but I waited, watching the clock tick slower and slower as my dick twitched in expectation.
I didn’t want to interrupt her preparations (whatever they might be)
so I knocked on her door, when the time came.
“Are you ready?”
“Yeah, come on in.”
I was pleasantly surprised. My stepsister was in bed. Her body was covered by a white cotton sheet, but she was bare shouldered and her dress and bra were lying on the floor.
Maybe she wasn’t wearing anything at all.
What a minx.
She looked so sexy.
“Now then. Where were we?” She asked.
“Oh yes,” she answered her lown question, “you had just dared me to take off my knickers for you. Well…”
She rummaged beneath the sheet and pulled out her hand, producing her silky little pink panties. She tossed them over to me. “There they are. All off!”
“Er,” gasp, “Yeah.” I was speechless. I couldn’t believe it. I never thought she would go so far.
How much further could I get her to go?
How muvh further did I dare go with her?
“Well, John, don’t just stand there. I dare you to get into bed with me.”
Maybe she was going to go much further.
I took off my dressing gown and slipped in next to her. The sheet got shoved down far enough to reveal her beautiful breasts once more, but Janet held on to it and kept the rest of her body hidden from view. I slid my hand under it and stoked her hip to make sure she really wasn’t wearing anything else.
There was no doubt about it
My lovely stepsister was completely naked.
Naked for me.
I dared her to take my pyjama bottoms off and she didn’t hesitate to strip them away.
Now we were both naked.
Lying side by side.
In bed.
She took hold of my cock.
I rubbed her fanny in return.
We kissed long and hard as we continued to feel each other up.
Open mouthed.
Open legged.
Giving ourselves to another.
Thrilling as our tongues and fingers roamed in their most intimate massage.
Janet dared me to show her my cock. I happily complied. She was kind enough to compliment me on it’s size and she was skilled enough to tickle my balls and stroke my length in the most marvellous fashion.
I was doing my best to return the favour, but Janet wouldn’t let me see her down there. She said it was “private” which seemed unfair when I had my cock out, but she had let me ogle her tits all morning, so maybe I was being a bit mean….
However fannies can be complicated things, especially when you’re not used to them and it’s even harder when you can’t see what you’re doing.
I stroked and rubbed and prodded around randomly. It was all lovely and warm and moist and soft. It felt so delicate and precious that I was afraid of hurting it, especially when one of my fingers accidentally slipped inside. Janet jumped in surprise, but told me that it was “quite nice actually” and said I could do it again…
I suppose that was lucky but in truth I had no idea what I was doing. Fortunately, I remembered that she owed me a “dare”.
Janet, I asked softly, “I dare you to put my fingers in all places where you like your fanny to be touched.”
“What?
No?
I couldn’t do that.
You can’t ask me.
That would be so rude!”
“Well darling (I don’t know where that came from, I certainly hadn’t called her that before) you’re making me feel so wonder and I want to do the same for you. And a dare is a dare, after all. You’ve already told me I can’t look at it.”
“Ok,” she sighed, “I suppose so, but touch it softly, try to be gentle.
Oh God this is embarrassing!” she added, sheepishly taking hold of my hand.
So, she introduced my fingers to her silken lips, training them how to touch, how to tease, how to please.
Her breathing changed subtly. She was starting like it.
She steered them to her slit, working them along it, up and down, allowing them to go a little deeper.
Deeper and deeper, before allowing them into her most secret and special place once more. They probed there for a while, sliding in and out, finding the tempo and rhythm that Janet liked. She pushed back a little, rocking her hips. Sighing and writhing at the new sensations coursing through her teenage body.
I was surprised when she eased my fingers out of her slot, but she had a very good reason.
She wanted them on her clit.
Obviously, I had no idea what a “clit” was – just a peculiar little nub with a power out of all proportion to its size.
I was enough for me to know where it was and how Janet liked me to treat it.
Sometimes I just had to tease the hood, sometimes I should stroke close to it, sometimes I should skim across it or flick it, or lick my fingers and rub it. Above all though, I had to gentle, so that’s what I tried to do.
My stepsister lay back, a little embarrassed as I played with it.
Gradually gaining in confidence, flicking, stroking, and caressing her. Paying attention to her growing arousal. Responding to her sighs and twitches and the ever increasing wetness within her cunt. I slid my fingers back inside, wiggling them to explore her more fully.
There was no doubt that she was loving it. Moaning and squirming like I’d never seen before as I tried to learn my craft.
Janet however, was way ahead of me. She was already mastering her craft, pumping her hand up and down my cock with skill, determination and enthusiasm.
There was no mistaking the growing turmoil in my loins as she drove me towards my own personal ecstasy. My arse clenched and my toes curled as she worked her magic and pushed me over the edge.
I just had enough time to grab my pyjama bottoms and save the bed sheets from a soaking as my cock erupted and I directed volley after volley of hot, sticky spunk onto my trousers.
“Ohmygod! Is that your sperm? That’s amazing. I didn’t expect that. I didn’t think I could make that happen. I’ve never even seen a cock before!
Oh god. I’m sorry. Are you okay?”
I kissed her.
“I’m fine. That was great. Thank you.”
“Oh so you liked it then?”
“Yes you were brilliant. I hope made you feel nice too.”
“Ooh, yeah, it was a bit weird to be touched down their and really embarrassing to tell you what I like, but you did make me feel nice. Very nice, actually. You know, inside….”
We lay together for a while.
Me on my back, stroking Janet’s body, enjoying its curves as though they were mine.
She with her head on my chest and her hand on my cock, squeezing me just enough to keep it hard.
She looked up at me, “Well I guess you liked the Dare Game then?”
“Yes,” I chuckled, “I don’t suppose it usually ends up like that though.”
“No, but I’ve never played it with a boy before and it doesn’t usually last that long – somebody always drops out or won’t do their dare.”
“Oh, what happens then?”
“It depends. If everyone agrees it’s a stupid dare, or it’s just too rude or too dangerous then you don’t have to do it. But if it’s a reasonable dare and you chicken out, then you get a forfeit.”
“What sort of forfeit?” I was intrigued.
“Oh nothing too bad, usually just a spanking.”
“You mean a smacked bottom?”
“Well yes, but it’s not that hard and it’s just for fun. It’s a bit of a giggle actually.”
I was quiet for a while.
“Remember when I dared you to show me your fanny, earlier?”
“Yes?” Her quizzical tone suggested she knew where I was going with this.
“Was that a reasonable dare, or not?”
“It was. Oh, oh my!”
She gasped and put her hand over her mouth, pretending to be shocked.
“And you chickened out, didn’t you?”
She pursed her lips and nodded her head like a naughty girl called up in front of the headmaster.
“I did….. I’m going to get a forfeit, aren’t I?”
“Oh, yes my girl! It’s a spanked bottom for you young lady.”
“Well, it’s my own fault. I know the rules. It’s just what I deserve.”
I had no idea how to go about spanking anyone, but fortunately Janet did and she “assumed the position”, kneeling up on the bed and then bending over until her forehead was on the mattress and her bum was sticking right up in her air. Such an irresistible target.
Obviously she kept her legs tightly together so she didn’t show anything she didn’t want to, even though that was what had got her into trouble in the first place!
I took a moment to enjoy the view. A beautiful round teenage bottom, bared and displayed for my delight. Completely at my mercy, awaiting my pleasure.
I stroked its lovely smooth curves.
“How many do you usually get,” I asked.
“About 10, but it’s up to the spanker. Could you just give me a few to start with though, and we’ll see how I feel.
You see, I’ve never had it done by a boy before and I usually have my knickers on too.”
I agreed.
There was no way I was going to let her put her knickers back on, so I’d just have to be careful.
I couldn’t afford to mess this up.
I was so turned on by the intimacy of the moment. My sister was so daring, so trusting, so sexy. I couldn’t wait…
My hand was shaking in excitement and expectation as stroked her a little more, then lifted my hand.
She froze in anticipation.
“Slap”
“Ouch” she jerked forward in response to the impact.
I stroked her again rubbing away the sting.
Then delivered another one.
Again their was a freeze, a slightly louder “ouch and a bigger jerk.
I caressed the pinkening buttocks once more.
“How’s that feel.” I asked.
“Good.
The spanks aren’t too hard and I love the way you feel me up – I’ve never had it done like that before.”
“So we’ll make it ten spanks then.” I declared in a serious voice.
“Yes Sir. It’s up to you. If that’s what you think I deserve then I must accept my punishment like a good girl.” She was play acting too.
I continued with her punishment, revelling in slapping Janet’s defenceless but willing young bottom with playful but, no doubt, stingy spanks. Teasing her by making her wait for each blow to land, loving the involuntary twitches and squeals she gave in response. And most of all, exercising my right to rub and stroke and caress her cute little bum to my heart’s delight.
At the completion of the tenth and final slap and caress slipped a hand around to her slit. It was sodden.
“It seems like you enjoyed your forfeit, then?” I said quietly, moving my fingers towards her clit.
“Very much.” she whispered turning to kiss me, “It wouldn’t surprise me if I earn myself a lot more forfeits in future and,” she noticed my cock – fully erect and throbbing, ” it looks like you’ll enjoy giving them too me.”
She stroked my cock.
It didn’t need much more stimulation. It was already on a hair trigger.
Fortunately Janet recognised the signs. She knew I couldn’t hold back for long and grabbed my pyjamas to receive another coat of my thick creamy cum.
“That was a lot, wasn’t it?” she exclaimed.
“Well I told you. You’re a very sexy girl. That’s going to happen a lot.”
“Then I’d better gives you another dare.”
“Oh yeah.”
“I dare you to get some rubber johnnies!”
(There will be more about those in the next chapter).
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By Mr Rodd #Incest #Teen
