Brother and Sister Sex

I woke up early in the morning, feeling my morning wood. This was quite normal, and I reached underneath me to wrap my fingers around the shaft. I wasn’t awake enough to seriously masturbate, just a sleepy, slow, enjoyable squeeze.

I rolled a little onto my side so that my prick wasn’t pushing into the mattress. I could now stroke it easier, and as time went on my stroking started increasing. What I didn’t know was that my sister was standing in the doorway watching me.

She watched as I squeezed the base of my penis, then slowly let my fingers push up toward the head. I moaned, pushing my hips forward, and rolled onto my back.

My erection was now sticking straight up into the air, and I was wide awake. My eyes hadn’t yet opened, but my hand started stroking my dick from base to tip. I grabbed the base with my hand and wiggled it from side to side, slapping both of my legs with my dick, while I had some particularly nasty thoughts about the sexiest female in the bar last night. Moaning again, I pictured her hand, not mine, attacking my woodie.

My knees bent as my legs raised up and spread. My non-pumping hand reached between then and grabbed my balls, pulling them down gently. This gave my sister a perfect view from my door, and her eyes were bugging out.

My fingers squeezed my cock head, pre-cum covering it. I smeared the fluid over the head and down the shaft, and my hand started flying up and down the wet shaft. My hips started moving and I started moaning, quietly, so nobody in the house would hear me. I still didn’t know my sister was in my doorway.

The sexy vision in my head was naked and attacking me, and my hand was helping to bring about my orgasm quickly. I reached one hand over towards my night table to grab a tissue, but before I could find it my cum started up my shaft and spurted out high into the air. It was on about the third spurt that I realized I had heard an unusual noise. Probably a couple more spurts shot out before I managed to force my eyes open and look towards the noise. I was shocked to see my sister standing there. Her eyes were fixed on my cock, and I’m not sure if her eyes or her mouth were open wider. She was totally stunned.

As my cum finished oozing out, I yelled – well, whispered loudly – “What are you doing?”

Jamie’s eyes shot up to look at mine, surprised that I knew she was there. Her eyes went back to my dick, then back and forth from there to my eyes a couple of times before she turned and ran into her room, closing her door.

I was also in shock, but the most important thing was to clean up my mess. My orgasm had happened so quickly it had shot out all over me. I would have to deal with Jamie later.

I had recently moved back home. It was just temporary. I had to move out of my apartment. I had a new one but couldn’t move in for three months. I thought it was easier – and cheaper – to move back in with my parents instead of bunking with a friend, even if I was 22 years old. I had a lot more room, too. But I had to remember to think about some of my habits, like sleeping in the nude and leaving my door open.

My sister had graduated from high school, but hadn’t yet decided what direction her life was going to take. I thought she was trying to wait and marry some rich dude so she wouldn’t have to work, ever. She denied that, but I hadn’t yet seen any signs that she was looking for work. She was nearing her 19th birthday and had never had a job yet.

She certainly had the body to snare a rich dude. 5 feet 6 iinches tall, brunette hair worn very long, a thin body with shapely hips and above average boobs. She was very good looking, and a very pleasant personality and smile that she had only because she never had any responsibilities. Well, that’s from a big brother’s perspective, anyway.

Jamie avoided me most of the day, but that afternoon I walked past her open door and saw her there. I decided to confront her.

“Hey, Jamie. Have a minute?”

“Uh, okay.” she replied, tentatively.

“I was wondering why you were spying on me this morning,” I said, sitting down beside her on her bed.

“Spying on you?” she nearly screamed. “I wasn’t spying. I was just walking past.”

“And decided to stop and watch.”

“Well, yeah. It surprised me.”

“How long were you watching?” I asked.

“Ahhh, before you rolled onto your back.”

“What?” I was surprised. “You watched me the whole time?”

“I don’t know. A while,” she answered. “Why were you doing that anyhow?”

“Doing what?” I was defensive now. “I couldn’t help it, I just woke up that way. It’s normal. There’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Does everybody do that?” she asked.

“Yeah, I imagine. If you mean guys.”

“Of course I mean guys. Girls don’t do that!”

“Girls don’t masturbate?” I asked. “Or girls don’t wake up with an erection?”

Jamie blushed at the use of my language. Or at the whole conversation. “Do you do that every day?” she asked shyly.

“No,” I answered. “sometimes in the morning, sometimes later in the day.” I paused while she seemed to be thinking about that. “Sometimes more than once.”

That got her attention and her eyes ahot back up to meet mine. “More than once?”

I nodded.

“In one day?” She seemed surprised.

I nodded again.

After a minute of thinking, she looked at me and asked, “You mean you could do it again? Like now?”

“Now?” I asked. “Yeah, I guess. I mean sure.”

She looked for a minute more, then said, “Show me.”

I didn’t understand what she meant. “How can I do that? You’ll have to take my word for it.”

She hesitated again. It seemed she was having trouble talking for a change.

“Not if you do it here,” she said so quietly I almost didn’t hear her.

“Here?” I asked. “Here?” I asked again. “You mean…” I didn’t know how to finish that sentence.

“You could do it again. Here,” she said. “I mean, I already saw you do it. I was just too shocked to, you know,”

“Enjoy it?” I finished for her.

“Well, maybe, I don’t know. But I’d be interested in seeing it again.”

“You want to see me masturbate?” I was finally understanding her.

“Again,” she reminded me.


“Well, you’re a guy. I’m interested in guys. And how they work.”

I laughed to myself. But then I thought out loud, “What do I get out of it?”

“What do you want?”

I thought a minute. “You saw me, so I get to see you. Nude.”

“No way!” she said. After considering for a minute, she said, “How about topless?”

“Deal,” I said, perhaps too quickly. I was excited at the possibility of seeing her tits. I had admired them for a good while.

“Go ahead,” she said impatiently.

“Now?” I asked.

“Why not?”

“Well, you first. You said topless.” Maybe that would slow her down while I considered this.

She didn’t hesitate long. Her arms crossed at her waist, grabbing hold of the bottom of her shirt, and pulled it up and off. She looked very sexy with her breasts being held inside a lacy little pink bra. I stared at her for a minute but said nothing. She finally reached around behind her back and unclasped her bra. It hung loosely, clinging to her mounds. With a shrug of her shoulders the straps came off her shoulders and she pulled the cups down, exposing her gorgeous tits. Her aureoles and nipples were about the sexiest I had seen.

It wasn’t until then that I noticed my erection straining painfully against my pants. Jamie noticed too. “Your turn,” she said, looking at my lap.

I have to admit that I wanted to do this. I hadn’t at first, but now it was a little thrilling to be exposing myself. I am a little bit of an exhibitionist, I guess. I opened my pants and pulled them off, with my boxers. My erection sprang out, bouncing in front of me, causing Jamie to giggle.

I took hold of my erection, but was staring at her tits. She shifted around a little on her bed for a better view, causing her tits to bounce. Fantastic!

I began stroking my cock slowly as Jamie watched intently. I rubbed my finger around the head, the slit, showcasing different parts of the shaft as Jamie took it all in. I went back to staring at her tits. They called out to me, and without realizing it my other hand reached out and cupped one of her tits.

To my surprise, Jamie acted like she didn’t even notice. She kept watching my stroking, and my cock was getting more engorged. I was squeezing her tit, playing with her nipple, paying more attention to it than my erection. My hand was now just on automatic, going up and down the shaft, but Jamie was watching intently.

“That feels good,” she said, glancing at me.

I thought she meant my dick until I realized that she didn’t know how that felt. Did she mean me playing with her tit? I tried an experiment by pinching her nipple, which caused her to moan and smile. “Mmmmm,” she said.

She leaned forward. I was shocked when I I felt her finger on the tip of my cock. I looked at her to see what was going on, but she was concentrating on my cock. Her fingers spread over the head, stroking it gently. Then her fingers started down the shaft, feeling the ridge around the head and the one running down the underside. When her fingertips reached around the shaft, I stopped stroking. Her fingers clasped tightly around the shaft, then moved up slowly and gently, then back down. She did it again, this time a little further, and it was my turn to moan.

She glanced up at me and smiled, then returned her attention to my cock. She stroked it from base to head, and squeezed it harder. Her thumb pressed on the tip. Her fingers moved up and over the head, going over it lightly several times. Her other hand reached down and held my nuts, moving them around, playing with them, examining them.

I had not lost interest in her tit, but it was increasingly hard to not focus just on my penis. It was increasingly hard as well, and I couldn’t take much more.

“I’m going to cum,” I warned.

“I want to watch it,” Jamie said. “What should I do?”

“Just keep pumping,” I said with difficulty. “Like that.” I reached my hand down to hers, placing mine on top, and assisted her pumping. In just a minute I was shouting, “Here it comes.”


I pushed my hips up as cum spurted out. Jamie gasped and watched intently. I kept her hand stroking my cock, and squeezed tight as we milked all of the juice out of the shaft.

“Fuck, that was great!” Jamie said.

“Did you like that?” I asked. “Is that what you wanted?”

“Yeah,” she said dreamily. “That was just what I wanted to see.”

She looked at the clock. “We better get cleaned up. They’ll be home soon.”

She was referring to our parents, who had regular 9 to 5 jobs. I worked as a bartender, from dinner time to 2 a.m., usually. Jamie, of course, did nothing.

The next morning I was awakened with an odd feeling. It was mid-morning, as usual, sleeping later than the rest of the family since I got home so late. The parents had long since gone to work. But I felt something. Something on my … penis.

“Oh,” I moaned. My dick was getting stroked. I was wide awake now, and realized that Jamie was stroking my dick. I was on my side and she was kneeling on the floor beside my bed, stroking my erection with both hands.

“Good morning,” she said.

“Mmmm,” was all I could reply.

Jamie had one hand wrapped around my base, and the other stroking the top half, up and over the head, exciting the tip as she went. I really started moaning, and my cock become thicker as it became engorged with blood.

“Are you going to cum?” she asked.

“Yes. Yes,” I said.

Both of her hands now began stroking my shaft, both at once, squeezing harder, pumping faster, harder, tighter, as if forcing my cum out. And out it came, spurt after spurt, and either by design or accident it shot onto the mattress, making a long oval puddle between us.

As Jamie milked the last of my cum out of my dick, I regained my senses. “Thanks. What a way to wake up.”

“Maybe I’ll do that more often.”

“Shit,” I replied. “Now I’ll go to sleep with a hard on, too.”

She giggled. “I don’t think I dare come in then, when Mom and Dad are here.”

I looked at the puddle. “Now I have to change my sheets. I use those tissues there,” I said, nodding toward the box. “Or you could use your tongue.”

“EWWW!” she said. “My friends have talked about that. I’m not sure I would like that.”

“Not sure? Have you ever tasted it?” I asked.


“You said didn’t know if you’d like it,” I reminded her. “Now is your chance to find out.”

When she didn’t say anything, I thought I would try something. I stuck my finger in the puddle of my cum, then held it up right in front of her mouth. “Try it?” Yes, it was a question. Sort of.

Jamie hesitated. For so long I was about to give up. Just before I went to move my finger away, she opened her mouth slightly. Her tongue came out and slowly licked some cum off my finger.

“It doesn’t…really… taste like…much,” she said.

“Try it again.” I took hold of my limp dick at the base and moved it toward her a little. “Try it from the source,” I smiled.

She looked at me. questioningly, and I thought I had gone too far. She reached a finger slowly toward my dick. She reached one finger out and slid it over my cock head, getting some cum on it.

As she licked my cum off her finger I wiggled my dick toward her again. “Don’t use your fingers.” I just couldn’t help seeing how far I could push it.

She looked up and her eyes got big. She started to say something. Or maybe she was licking her lips. No, doubtful. But she moved her head toward my crotch. Her mouth came open slightly, her tongue slipped out, and then it touched my cock. A spark shot through me and I groaned. She looked at me again, with a slight hint of a smile. She licked out again, this time licking more. She tasted it and looked at me.

“It still doesn’t taste like much at all,” she said. “Even from the source,” she added with a glint in her eye at her joke.

“There’s more,” I replied, hoping this would go on. My dick was beginning to stir.

She leaned in again with her tongue on her lips.

I issued another challenge, hoping I wasn’t going too far. “Take the whole thing in your mouth.” Her look didn’t tell me if she was intrigued or turned off. “That gets the best taste.”

I waited for a moment that seemed like minutes, before her head moved toward my dick once again. Her mouth opened, then my cock head disappeared into it. My deep groan told her how much I enjoyed it.

“Shit,” I said.

She smiled around my dick. Her tongue licked the head inside her mouth, and she took another inch or two inside her mouth.

“AHHHH!” Damn that felt good. I also noticed I was getting stiffer.

Jamie took my dick out of her mouth and said, “It’s getting bigger!”

“It’ll do that if it’s in your mouth,” I told her.

She smiled and took it back into her mouth, a little deeper this time.

“AHHHH!” I said again. “Damn! Now move your tongue. Lick it inside your mouth. Suck on it. AHHHH! FUCK!” She followed directions and it was driving me wild. I put my hand behind her head and held her tight while I started to move my hips forward just a bit, fucking her mouth. I was trying to be gentle. “My God, Jamie, that’s fantastic!”

My erection was returning, almost fully erect now, and she kept sucking and licking. Jamie took hold of the base with one hand, then pulled her mouth off.

“God, it’s so great to feel it grow bigger. Really cool!” Her eyes were big, she smiled, then went back to sucking on my erection.

“Oh, hell, Jamie, it feels so good. If you do that much more I’m going to cum again.”

Jamie seemed to smile around my dick. She sucked more as I started fucking her face again. I couldn’t help it, but I hoped I wasn’t too forceful. She seemed to be okay so far. She still had a hand squeezing the base of my cock, and I felt her other hand grab my balls. She dug her fingertips in at the top of my sack and pulled down.

“FUCK!” I yelled. “Oh shit! I’m going to cum. Jamie, pull off, I’m going to cum!”

She said something, but all it sounded like was a hum. I told her again to get off, I was going to cum, but she didn’t. As I felt the cum churning up from my balls, I shoved my cock deeper into her mouth. I held her head tight as I shot my load deep into my sister’s throat. I shoved in three times before I could control myself enough not to push any more. I still spurted, and Jamie didn’t remove her mouth until I was completely done. I was afraid to look at her. Had I done too much?

I finally did look at her, and she was looking up at me. She had a big smile on her face, and a big load of cum dripping down her chin. She looked back at my cock as her hand coaxed a little more sperm out of the head, and she leaned over to lick it. I moaned again.

“Did you like that?”

“Holy shit,” I said. “You were fucking fantastic. You’ve had some practice doing that.”

“No, never,” she said. “But I’m going to. I really like that. I LOVED feeling your dick grow in my hand. And my mouth.” She blushed a little as she said this last. “And you spurting in my mouth – awesome! Jeez. There was so much cum. It didn’t taste bad, but there was so much of it!’

I just smiled, laughing inside. What a sister! What a slut! Just yesterday she was almost innocent. At least about as innocent as an almost nineteen year old can be. And now she was acting and talking like a real slut. And I was benefitting from it all. And it seemed like it would continue.

First Fellatio (the kid sister)

“I really don’t want to mow the lawn,” his kid sister said. “It’s so hot out!”

The ten year old girl was laying on the couch with a pouty look on her face

“You have to,” he said to her, using the commanding voice of an older brother. “Mom said.”

She put down her book and sat up. She give him her sweetest saccharine smile. “You could do it for me.”

“No way!”

“Come on, I’ll do anything you want!”


“Yeah, anything! I’ll clean your room for a month!”

“No deal.”

“Come on, I’ll do anything!”

“Anything at all?”

“Yeah, anything at all!”

“OK, give me a blowjob.”

“What?” His little sister’s face distorted into a grimace. “Gross!”

He laughed. “Just teasing ya. Besides, you don’t even know what a blowjob is.”

“Yes I do! And I know you’re gross! You want a blowjob from your sister!”

“No I don’t. Have fun mowing, sis!” He went to the kitchen to have some cereal.

Fifteen minutes later, he walked back into the living room. She was still laying on the couch reading her book. “You better get the lawn mowed before it starts raining,” he said to her. “Mom’s gonna be pissed when she gets home.”

She looked up at him. “So, you really want me to do that thing to you?”


“You know, a blowjob?”

He laughed. “Still on about that?”

“You’re the one that brought it up first!”

“Yeah but now you’re the one bringing it up.”

She sat up, giving him a little pouty face. “I just so don’t want to mow! If I do that to you, will you mow?”

He felt his penis involuntarily twitch. He’d never had a blowjob before, but he’d heard that they’re great. Granted, his annoying kid sister wouldn’t be his first choice, or even his hundredth, but it’s better than nothing, which is exactly what he’s gotten in the last thirteen-and-a-half years.

“Are you serious?” he asked her.

“You have to mow first.”

“You are serious!”

She just glared at him.

“OK,” he said. “But you have to promise that you’ll do it when I’m done mowing.”

“I promise.”

As he mowed the lawn, he thought about the predicament he was in. He wasn’t sure whether he really liked the idea of getting a blowjob from his kid sister. It made him feel really weird and sort of grossed out. He could never tell any of his friends about it, they’d just all think he was a freak. But whether he liked the idea or not, for some reason he’d never mowed the lawn as quickly as he mowed it that afternoon. When he finished, he walked into the living room. He was sweaty and had grass clippings stuck to him, and he smelled from the gas of the mower. His sister was on the computer.

“OK, you promised,” he said to her.

“You have to take a shower first. You’re all sweaty and gross.”

“You’re just stalling! Come on.”

“No, I looked it up on the internet, and they said you should always take a shower first, so that it tastes good.”

“You looked it up on the internet?”

“Yeah, I wanted to learn how to do it.”

“OK, I’ll take a shower.” That fact that his sister wanted to learn how to do it made him feel sort of proud, like she really wanted to make him feel good. And he kind of liked the idea of tasting good for her. “I’ll meet you in your room when I’m done, OK?”


In the shower, he cleaned himself very well, especially his penis. But he was done with the shower really quick anyway. He toweled himself off and walked, completely naked, to his sister’s bedroom.

She was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking a bit nervous. When she saw him naked, her eyes went straight to his cock.

“You have a hard-on!” she said.

“Don’t say stuff like that!” he said, covering up his erection as best he could.

“Sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

He stood there, feeling very foolish. He was just about to suggest they just forget it, when she spoke up.

“Do you think I should take my clothes off, too?”

He looked at her, confused. “Why?”

“Because then we’d both be naked. Then you wouldn’t be embarrassed. Besides, it said on the Internet that your semen gets all over everything, so I think I’d be better off with no clothes on.”


She stood up and started undressing. He stood there, still hiding his erection with his hands, and watched her. She slipped her blouse off and she had a little bra on. He knew she was wearing a bra lately but he didn’t really think she needed one. She reached around her back and unhooked the bra and then slouched forward to let it fall off and he saw that she did have little breasts, just beginning to rise off her chest.

She unzipped her pants and pulled them off, then gave him a nervous little smile as she pulled her panties down, too. He was amazed to see that she had a little bit of dark hair on her vagina.

“I didn’t know you have hair,” he said. He was staring at her pussy.

“Yeah, it just started a couple months ago.”

“It looks…” he stammered, “it looks nice.”

She smiled at him. “You have lots of hair.”

Suddenly he felt embarrassed that he was still hiding his erection, so he removed his hands.

She stared at his penis. “I can’t believe how big it is. It’s as big as Dad’s. Even bigger.”

He felt very proud right then. He was glad he was showing his erection to his kid sister, so she would say things like that.

“So, what do we do?” he asked her.

“Um,” she sat down on the edge of the bed. “I guess, you come stand over here,” she said.

He walked over so he was standing in front of her. She leaned down, then looked up at him and smiled. “You ready?”


Then his little sister, his little ten year old kid sister, leaned down to his cock, opened her mouth, and took his head into her.

She sucked on it, briefly, and it was the most wonderful thing he had ever felt. Her tongue was soft and gentle and warm, and when she sucked, her mouth felt incredibly tight.

She pulled off. “Does that feel good?”

He was looking down at her with his eyes wide. “Yeah,” he said breathlessly. “Does it… does it taste good?”

She smiled up at him. “It tastes really good. Thanks for cleaning it off.”

She leaned in and sucked on his head again, then pulled off and looked up at him. “It says on the internet that I should masturbate you while I do it. Is that OK?”


She went back down on his head, then wrapped her cool little fingers around his cock and started massaging it.

“Oh man,” he said, taking in a deep breath.

After a little while she pulled off again. “Does that feel good?”

He nodded, speechless.

She smiled up at him. “Good!” Then she went back down on his cock and masturbated him some more.

He couldn’t believe how good it felt, he couldn’t believe how wonderful it was to be standing there naked in front of his kid sister, her naked too, and be looking down on her as she gave him a blowjob. She was looking up at him and suddenly he realized that she had the most beautiful eyes. Why hadn’t he ever noticed how beautiful her eyes were before?

She started bobbing her head, moving her mouth up and down so that his head was sliding in and out of her lips. She pulled off again. “Does that feel good?”

He nodded. “Yeah,” he said in almost a moan.

“They said to do that on the internet, too.” She went back down on him again, bobbing so his head passed in and out of her lips, which she tried to keep as tight as she could around his head, sucking in hard when his head was in her mouth, her soft sweet tongue lapping at the bottom of his glans, her cool fingers beating gently on his shaft.

He learned what heaven was that day, and to his astonishment, it was his kid sister’s mouth.

As she did her magic to him, he noticed her hand slip down between her legs and her fingers begin twirling. He couldn’t believe that his little sister was sitting there in front of him, masturbating. The whole experience was just so unbelievable! She looked so sexy, so amazingly sexy, sitting there on the edge of her bed with his cock in her mouth and her fingers twirling in her vagina.

Eventually she pulled off again. “My jaw’s getting tired,” she said. She was still beating gently on his shaft.

“OK,” he said, sad that it was over. “Thanks.”

“They say on the Internet that usually the guy finishes. Like, he masturbates himself with it in the girl’s mouth.”

“Oh.” The thought of masturbating in front of his sister made him feel weird, but kind of excited.

“You want to do that?” she asked.

“Would that be OK?”

She smiled. “Yeah!”

She went back down again and he started masturbating.

Then the two of them, the big brother and the little sister, stood and sat there in her bedroom, masturbating together, with the head of his penis in her mouth.

After a minute he stepped back from her. “I’m gonna come,” he said.

She looked up at him. Her face was bright red, her eyes were glassy, her breathing hard, her mouth still wide open. All of the sudden her body shook, like one big shiver, and she let out a funny sound, a high-pitched “Ahhhh!” And he knew she was coming and suddenly he wanted to come with her and he grabbed his cock and it only took about two of his expert strokes and he exploded, a torrent of come, huge and long and thick, expelling from him and striking his kid sister right in the face, right in her wide open mouth and on her nose and her eyes

“Ohhhh!” He hollered as the next shot fired onto her face, and she was shaking hard, her whole body convulsing.

“Oh man,” he said when they were both finally finished, “I’m sorry, I didn’t…”

“That was so awesome!” She hollered with a big grin on her face. “So awesome!”

She stood up. “I gotta go wash off,” she said.

“Yeah, sorry.”

She giggled.

He was in his bedroom putting on some clothes and she came in, a towel wrapped loosely around her thin body. He looked at her and for one moment, he thought, wow, she’s sexy! He’d definitely never thought that about his sister before.

“So,” she said, “that was OK, wasn’t it, what we just did? Like, it was fun?”

“Yeah, it was really fun!”

“And it wasn’t like too weird, because, you know…”

“I don’t think it was too weird,” he said. “Its not like we had sex or anything.”

“Yeah,” she said, looking down at the ground. She looked back up at him. “But if we wanted to have sex, that’d be OK, too, don’t you think?”

A long life of Sex

My name is Sarah, I am 83 years old and I thought that I would put my sexual experiences down for other people to read. I have always had a very high sex drive and, even now, the occasional opportunity comes along and I can still enjoy a good fuck. But let me start at the beginning.

I was born in 1928 in a small English country town, the only child of Annie and Tom. I found out the difference between boys and girls when I was only two. We lived on the outskirts of the town with a large playing field belonging to a school right in front of the house. No-one ever objected to us kids playing there and I soon became aware of another family just up the lane with three children, two boys and a girl, and soon became friends with them. It seemed quite natural to us that if we wanted to pee when we were playing together we just did it in front of the otheres. Dora and I would pull down our pants, squat down and pee, while the boys got their funny little things out and peed standing up.

As time went on I also thought it completely natural that we should have an uncle living with us. As I got older I began to question my mother about where babies came from and how Mummies got them. My mother was very matter of fact, she told me that Mummies made love with Daddies and the Daddy fertilised a seed inside Mummy and started a baby. I didn’t quite understand but never questioned what she had told me.

By the time I was eight I had a close friend and we used to sleep over at each other’s houses from time to time. Now I had always caressed my quim, as we called it, usually if I was stressed or unhappy, it was a pleasant experience. So when I asked my friend if she did it, she told me that she did and we began to experiment. We found out that doing it to each other was even more exciting. So I suppose that it was hardly surprising that, when older boys we knew showed us their dicks, that they would expect us to pull our knickers down and show our slits. Inside a year the older of our boy friends were masturbating in front of us, particularly when we had our knickers off.

I could never see anything wrong with this and began to realise what everything was for when older sisters told younger ones what they had a quim for. I realised then what ‘love-making’ was. What I didn’t understand was why Uncle Peter and my Dad both slept with my Mum.

I began to develop very early, or so my Mum told me, by the time I was approaching eleven I had nicely developing breasts, started my periods, and found that playing with myself was becoming a lot more exciting. At least I knew what to expect as my mother had told me as soon as she saw the first signs, unlike some girls to whom it came as a great shock.

Then the War started and a lot changed, Daddy was called up, Uncle Peter, who had a very important job in a factory, had to work shifts and Mum also had to do war-work. This left me with a lot of time on my own and I ran a bit wild. My mother had warned me of the dangers of having sex, which she educated me about, with young boys. I had a boyfriend, he was older than me. I was still eleven and he was fourteen. When he hugged and kissed me, which he was always wanting to do I could feel his dick hard against me. It thrilled me to feel it, and it wasn’t long before I was letting him feel me if he let me toss him off, i.e. masturbate him to climax, if you don’t know the expression. He wanted more, he wanted to ‘fuck’ me, I was careful enough not to let his semen spurt anywhere near my quim, so I certainly wasn’t going to let him come inside me! In the end he found another girl who would let him fuck her and that was the end of our friendship.

Nevertheless, by the time I was twelve I was desperate to have sex. I asked my mother several times and she only warned me about the dangers of doing it with boys. Then one afternoon she came home unexpectedly, I was lying on my bed masturbating while reading a dirty book a friend at school had lent me, she walked straight in on me.

I was horrified but she laughed and said that most girls would read a book like that if they had the chance. She also said that there was nothing wrong with masturbating, it was the way most boys and girls found out about sexual feelings.

Later that afternoon I plucked up the courage to ask my mother why both my father and Uncle slept with her. ‘Well, darling,’ she said, ‘I met Daddy and Uncle Peter at the same time. I liked both of them and went out with them at different times. They were great friends and they didn’t seem to mind. They both wanted to marry me so we had a long talk about it, neither of them wanted to give me up. So I suggested that I marry one of them but that we should all live together and I would make love with both of them! And in the end that is what we did. We held a sort of competition for which one I should marry and your father won, but we all spent our wedding night together and I made love with both of them.’

‘It worked so well,’ she went on, ‘that we have just continued doing it, we all love each other. I know it’s strange, darling, and I wouldn’t want you telling anyone else about it, even your best friend. So I want you to promise me that you won’t tell and in return, as soon as I feel that you’re old enough, I’ll arrange for you to have sex with someone I trust. Is that okay?’ Of course I said that it was.

To move on from there, I had noticed that both Daddy when he was home, which wasn’t very often, and Uncle Peter, now were looking at me in a different way. It was the way other men looked at me, I had a good figure and men used to look at my breasts, then down my body and legs, then look at my face. At home, like Mum, I often used to swan aroung either in my undies or my nightie and comments were made about what a nice figure I had. I was very proud of the fact that I had lovely breasts and legs, I also noticed when I looked in a mirror when I was naked that I had a really plump mons veneris like my mother. Not that we called it that then, we didn’t have any idea of the real name, or the proper name for our clitoris for that matter.

I grew taller and developed my figure even further, everything was in proportion and it certainly didn’t escape my notice that even the masters at school liked to look at me.

If my mother was at home on a Sunday, which wasn’t always the case, I used to get up earlier and take her a cup of tea in bed. One Sunday I did this, still in my rather old, short, nightie, and discovered that Uncle Peter was also in bed with her. He laughed and said, ‘What’s the matter, sweetheart, don’t I get a cup?’ He was looking at around the hem of my nightie, it was fairly obvious what he was looking at, but I didn’t mind. I said that I’d go and get him one, while getting it I heard someone go to the bathroom. I took the cup up and, as I was putting it down on the bedside table, Uncle Peter walked back in, he was completely naked.

It was the first time I had seen a fully grown man’s dick. I gasped but couldn’t stop myself looking. Mum laughed, ‘Surely you’ve seen one of those before, Sarah?’, she said. I shook my head, ‘Not a man’s, it’s so big!’ Uncle Peter laughed, ‘Not really, come and feel it!’ I looked at Mum, ‘Go on then, if you want.’

I walked over to him and just took it in hand. He didn’t have an erection, but it felt heavy and warm, I said, ‘It feels so heavy!’ His balls were big too, I felt those, then I realised that he was beginning to become hard. I did what I was used to doing with the boys and he soon had a huge erection, ‘Well now,’ Uncle Peter said, ‘that feels very nice but where did you learn to do that?’

I felt myself blushing, I looked at Mum, ‘Um, with ….er…boys,’ I stuttered. ‘I hope you didn’t go any further after all my warnings,’ Mum said. ‘Oh no, I didn’t but it was naughty, I’m sorry Mum.’ ‘No, that’s alright,’ she said, ‘everyone has to learn and I think I shall have to have a serious think about what we are going to do. Come on, leave Uncle Peter alone and come into bed with me.’ I snuggled up to Mum and Uncle Peter lay down on her other side.

After they had finished their tea Uncle Peter turned on his side and began kissing Mum. Then he pushed the bedclothes away and kissed her nipples and caressed her breasts. Mum obviously liked it and reached for his dick, which was now soft, in a matter of moments it was hard and Peter’s hand slid down over her stomach and started caressing her quim.

I had become used to the fact that Mum shaved her genital area and I could clearly see Uncle Peter’s fingers stroking the lips of her quim. I already knew what happened when a woman’s quim was caressed and saw the lips swelling and parting. His finger slipped inside, Mum made a sort of happy moan then, ‘Oh yes Peter, feel me, make me feel good!’ His hand now covered her mons veneris, his fingers playing inside.

Mum spread her legs, she turned and kissed him, ‘Come on, darling, do me!’ Peter moved over her, his big, hard, dick hanging below the horizontal. He took it in hand and rubbed inbetween her lips. ‘Oh yes!’, Mum panted, ‘Put it in now!’ Pater was smiling, dick in hand he positioned it, then pushed, Mum sighed as it slid up inside her quim.

I could hardly believe what I was seeing as Uncle Peter began to slide in and out of Mum, I suddenly realised that my nightie was up round my waist and that I was masturbating my ‘little man in a boat’. I watched as Peter made love to Mum, ‘Harder!’ she gasped and I could hardly believe the force with which he was thrusting, Mum was pushing up at him at each stroke.

I could hear sort of liquid sounds, Uncle Peter looked at me and lifted his body up on his hands to let me see his big dick doing it to Mum. He kissed her and murmured something to her, she turned to look at me and smiled as she saw what I was doing. She turned back and murmured something to Uncle Peter, he looked directly at my hand as I played with my quim, ‘Why don’t you let me do that?’ he said, quietly. He took my hand away and the next moment was caressing me, I was slippery before but now the thrills surged through me and in moments I was sloppy with the juice that was oozing from my quim.

‘You beautiful little cunt,’ he murmured in my ear, ‘you’re asking for a good fucking!’ His thick finger eased into me, deeper than anything had been before, his thumb rotating on my little man in a boat. I gasped at thrills such as I had never felt before.
He was doing me with his finger and I loved it.

I think it probably thrilled him too for he suddenly gasped, ‘I’m coming, I’m coming!’ He seemed to jerk his dick in Mum and she cried out again, ‘Oh yes, darling, oh yes, fill me up with your lovely spunk!’ I’d seen boys come so I knew that his spunk was spurting inside Mum. She clutched him tightly as he jerked three or four times then slumped on her, she was making cooing sounds and telling him how lovely his fucking was.

Although I had never heard them use the words they were saying to each other I had heard them before and knew perfectly well what they meant. Uncle Peter had thrilled me too as he was coming, for his fingers jerked in me just as his dick jerked in Mum, I loved it.

After we had all calmed down Mum said, ‘Didn’t mean for you to see all that, Sarah, but I suppose it won’t hurt you to see what sex is like.’ ‘I loved it, Mum,’ I replied, ‘Uncle Peter was playing with my quim when he was doing it to you!’ Mum smiled, ‘Oh, I know, sweetheart, I told him to. Uncle Peter is just the sort of man to introduce you to sex.’

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and gasped, ‘Couldn’t he do me now, Mum?’ She looked at Peter, ‘What do you think, darling?’ He considered it for a few moments, ‘Well, it’s taking a risk. She’s certainly well developed enough to take a cock, but would she talk about it? I wouldn’t like to end up in gaol! Othrwise I’d love to, I can’t imagine a greater thrill than fucking a beautiful young virgin like Sarah, and she’s certainly been asking for it!’

Mum turned to me, ‘Could you resist telling your best friend that you’d had sex, darling?’ ‘Oh, yes, I’m sure I could, Mummy,’ I replied excitedly, ‘Oh please, I’ve wanted to do it for so long!’ ‘I know you have, but you’re still very young, not even thirteen yet, I don’t know…..’ I said, ‘How old were you, Mummy, when you first did it? And who was it with?’

Mum sighed, ‘I knew you’d ask me that!’ ‘So?’ I queried. ‘Oh dear, I suppose I shall have to tell you. I was a year older than you are now, I was like you are, but girls seem to develop so much earlier these days. And it was my Daddy!’

‘Oh, gosh! Why? Why was that, Mum?’ ‘Well, I was very close to my Daddy and in those days we didn’t have bathrooms like we have now. We all used to bathe in a tin bath in front of the fire and very often it was Daddy who bathed me. He was very naughty because he used to play with my quim when he bathed me, even when I was very young and for quite a long time. My mother didn’t seem to mind. I used to go into their bed on a Sunday morning and Daddy would play with me and when I was older he made me play with his dick. It just seemd natural that one day he would put his dick in me. I enjoyed it right from the first and, as a result I have always wanted a lot of sex…… and I get it now thanks to Daddy and Uncle Peter.’

‘Gosh, do you think I’m like you then, Mum?’ I asked. She nodded, ‘Yes, I do, I thought so that afternoon when I came to your room and you were playing with yourself, it seemed so natural and you have obviously been interested in sex for a long time.’

There was silence for a long time before Mum finally said, ‘I think that you’re a very mature girl, both physically and mentally, certainly more mature than I was. I think, perhaps, that we ought to get it over with, but only if you promise me that you won’t breathe a word to anyone.’ ‘Of course I won’t Mum,’ I said throwing my arms round her neck and kissing her.

She smiled, ‘The only thing to do now, then, is to get Uncle Peter cleaned up and hard again! I’ll show you how to arouse a man if he’s already had sex and you want him again!’ I watched entranced as she bent over Uncle Peter and sucked his limp, sticky, dick into her mouth. I could see her sucking hard and swirling her tongue around, within minutes I could see that his dick was growing and hardening. When he was fully hard she let it slip out of her mouth, ‘Oh, God, you gorgeous creature, there’s nothing like one’s lover sucking one’s cock!’

Then he climbed over Mum and kissed me. He pulled my nightie off over my head, ‘I’ve been seeing those beautiful breasts and that lovely little cunt for ages, it made me yearn to fuck you darling…… and now I’m going to!’

He started kissing and caressing me, his touch was magic, my nipples hardened and my quim swelled and opened, with my little man in a boat throbbing as he feathered it with the very tip of a finger. I grabbed his dick and stroked it, the tip was all slippery with juice coming from the little hole in the end. I felt juice oozing from my quim and round my bottom. Then he kissed and sucked my nipples, slid down my body, kissing as he went, then, reaching my quim, he licked me. I thought I’d die, I’d never experienced such thrills and arousal, my quim, or cunt as he called it, demanded to be fucked. ‘Now Uncle!’ I gasped.

Peter moved over me, he took his dick in his hand as he had with Mum and stroked it inside the mouth of my quim and against my little man, I heard myself moaning. Then he placed the tip of his dick against the entrance to my opening, he pushed gently. He had to do it several times before I could tell that the knob was in, I told him and he kissed me, ‘Here we go then, sweetheart,’ he said.

I was very tight and it didn’t come into me easily and, to be honest, it did hurt a bit. Then, suddenly, it was sliding up inside me, it felt enormous and when his balls were trapped against my bottom he stopped. ‘Just feel it for a minute,’ he panted. After a couple of minutes of feeling his dick throbbing deep in me, he began to move sliding back then in again.

After a couple of minutes doing me like that he began to thrust, oh, a different feeling altogether, ‘This is fucking!’ he panted, ‘what a marvellous, tight, slippery, little cunt you have, darling, you’re made for fucking!’ I thought so too and was hoping he’d take a long time. He did but soon enough he was gasping, ‘I’m going to come, oh God!’

Mum said, ‘It’s alright Peter, cum inside her, I’ll deal with it, she needs to know what it feels like!’ Then an almost painful thrust and Peter spurted inside my quim, it felt incredible, fierce spurts deep in me, filling me with his hot spunk, it was a wonderful feeling! But it ended too soon and he flopped on me, gasping for breath.

After we had recovered Mum said, ‘You obviously enjoyed that, Sarah, you must take after me! But now we have to get that stuff out of you, we don’t want you pregnant, do we?’ We certainly didn’t and Mum took me to the bathroom where she started to fill the bath and produced and enema. Once in the warm water she used the enema in my quim and I saw the strings of spunk emerging and floating in the water, I thought that there was an awful lot of it!

Well, that was my first sexual experience, on reflection it could hardly have been a better introduction and laid the foundation of a life of sex.

If you liked this, keep looking, there will be more!

Frustrated husband has sex with mother-in-law

My name is Louise, at the time this happened I was forty-three, I was a widow of three and half years and I had a daughter, Eve. Eve had been married to Mark for five years, she was twenty four, she had a fabulous figure and was very pretty, Mark doted on her. Unfortunately about a year ago Eve started to become unwell, eventually she went into hospital a few months before my tale begins. Eve and I were very close and I knew that she and Mark led a very sexual life, both of them having very high sex drives, not surprising in her case as her father and I had been the same.

One afternoon I was visiting Eve in hospital and she said, ‘Mum, I’ve got something to say to you.’ She was obviously rather embarrassed but we had always been able to talk about most things, so I asked her to go on. She hesitatingly said, ‘Well, you know how Mark and I are…. well in bed, you know,’ I nodded and she went on, ‘well, I’ve been ill a long time and I’ve been worried about Mark, you know that he might stray because sex means so much to him.’ I demurred, but she said, ‘He’s a man Mum, men are more physical about sex than women are, he’s bound to be getting desperate.’ I knew what she meant, so I said, ‘So what do you think of doing about it?’ ‘Well, I don’t want him to pick up some woman, or even go to a prostitute, to relieve his frustration,’ she paused, then took a big breath and continued, ‘so I wondered if you would take my place?’ I must have looked astonished, I might have had a few libidinous thoughts about my son in law but there was no way I would ever have done anything. Then she astonished me even further by saying, ‘I know what Dad and you used to be like, you never really kept it a secret! So you must be as frustrated as I am, so what’s wrong with asking you to do something that I’ll bet you’ve had a few thoughts about doing anyway, but with my permission?’

Honestly, for one of the few occasions in my life, I was struck dumb! ‘Go on, Mum, say you’ll do it, this week’s a good time, Mark’s been away all week and I bet he’s been doing what he’s told me he always does when he’s away, you know, doing it himself! Please Mum.’

Well, I thought hard, what a proposition! And I didn’t realise that my only daughter knew me so well, I was certainly very tempted. In the end, looking at Eve pleading with her eyes, I said that I would. ‘Well,’ she said,’I know that I shan’t need to tell you what to do! I’m so glad, Mum, it’ll make Mark so relieved, no pun intended,’ she laughed, ‘and I shall feel so much happier knowing that he won’t have all those temptations while he’s away.’ We hugged and kissed, I stayed on for a while then left, I had to go to the supermarket to get something for dinner, I had been housekeeping for Mark ever since Eve had taken ill.

It was a Friday and I knew that Mark had been working a considerable distance away and wouldn’t be home until seven to seven thirty. Once home I busied myself preparing the evening meal, once I’d got it in the oven I went and had a shower. I made sure that I shaved carefully, I had shaved myself ever since I was a teenager and discovered early that men liked a bare fanny, my Doug certainly did. I finished and just put a housecoat on, it was almost time for Mark to arrive back.

When he came in I could see that he was tired, I gave him a hug and kiss as I usually did, then said, ‘You look tired, darling, why don’t you go up and have a nice soak in the bath? I’ll bring you up a vodka and tonic when I’ve got the rest of dinner going.’ He looked at me a little puzzled, then said, ‘Okay, Louise, I could certainly do with relaxing, I’ve just driven over two hundred miles to get home,’ he pecked my cheek and went upstairs. I gave him ten minutes then took up his drink, I knocked on the bathroom door, ‘Okay to come in, Mark?’ He said yes and I opened the door and entered, he was lying in the bath full length, when I came in he covered his privates with his hands. I put the drink on the side of the bath, he said, ‘You’re acting a bit strange this evening, Louise.’ ‘Am I, well, it’s just that you looked so tired when you came in, just relax, you don’t have to visit the hospital this evening. Dinner will be ready in about half an hour.’ I nodded in the direction his hands were covering, ‘and you needn’t have done that, I’v seen more of those than you’ve had hot dinners!’ and laughing I left it to him.

We had dinner and sat in front of the TV, Mark watched a travel programme while I read, he said, ‘As soon as Eve comes out of hospital I’m going to take her on holiday somewhere nice.’ ‘Good idea,’ I responded, we sat there for a little while until I told him that I was going to go to bed. I reached down and kissed him, ‘See you in the morning,’ he said. Upstairs I went for a pee, washed there after after, then went into Mark’s bedroom, took off my housecoat and got into his bed.

Not long afterwards Mark came up, he didn’t realise I was there for a moment or two then did a double take, ‘What on earth are you doing, Louise?’ ‘Come to bed and I’ll tell you,’ I replied, I was covered up to my neck so Mark had no idea that I was naked. he turned out the light and got into bed as naked as I was, but leaving a space between us, ‘Now, what is all this about, Louise? You’ve been acting strange all evening.’ I moved close and kissed him, he must have felt my breasts against his chest. I said, Eve asked me to do something very special when I visited her this afternoon, Mark, she asked me to take her place in your bed to relieve your frustration.’ Then I kissed him again, ‘Don’t tell me that you’ve never had fantasies about bedding your mother in law, because if you said that I wouldn’t believe you. Well now you can actually do it with your wife’s express permission…. and I can tell you I am very ready, very ready, ‘I repeated. ‘Wow,’ Mark gasped, ‘I can’t believe it…. but I don’t think you’d lie to me, especially as I shall see Eve tomorrow.’ ‘Well there you are then, I’m just as frustrated as you, Mark, so Eve’s doing us both a favour.’

Mark was breathing heavily, I slid my hand down under the sheets and felt for his cock. He was half hard, I kissed him as I caressed him, he responded to my kiss and became hard almost instantly. ‘You don’t need to play around with me, darling, I’m as ready as I shall ever be, just put it in and do me!’ I turned onto my back and spread my legs, he felt my fanny for a moment, then mounted me. His cock nudged at my open lips and I used my hand to enter it into my slippery orifice. He gasped and pushed it right up, I murmured, ‘If you want to reduce the pressure, darling, just fuck me as hard as you like until you come. You can fuck me again later and really pleasure us both!’

He took me at my word and after the first tentative thrust or two began ramming it into me as hard as he could. He lasted about two minutes before he came and flooded me with his spunk, filling me to the brim. Then he flopped on me. I cuddled and and murmured to him how much I had loved it after all those barren years, when he went to move I said, ‘Don’t take it out, darling, let it soak, I love the feeling.’ He stayed lying on me, he said quietly, ‘Now I know where Eve gets her lovely cunt from! You’re gorgeous, Louise, but I never thought you’d fuck like that!’ I kissed him, ‘It’s because you gave what I’ve missed for so long, darling,’ I had been trying to rise to each thrust and tightening my fanny on his cock each time he withdrew. A little while later I began gently squeezing his cock with my internal muscles, he was soon hard and began fucking me again. This time he was gentle and careful to be sure that he was rubbing my clit with each stroke and it wasn’t long before I came for the first time. He must have fucked me, with the occasional break, for a couple of hours. He did me very gently and lovingly, kissing and caressing my breasts and nipples and stroking my body, after a while I was in a sort of sexual daze, I had lots of little comes, my long dormant feelings being satisfied at long last.

After he’d come, I dozed off, he was still inside me, but sometime in the night I felt his his hard cock nosing up between my thighs from behind, sleepily I reached between my legs and entered him again and lazily fucked him while I was half asleep, in the morning I couldn’t remember whether he’d come again or not! Well, that was the start, Mark visited his Eve the following afternoon and I gathered, on his return, that she was pleased that things had gone so well.

Of course we carried on after that, but if you want to know more you’ll have to wait till next time.

I had sex with my brother

I came home from school early the other day and found my brother masturbating in my room. I’m 14 and he’s 16.He had these porno mags open on my bed.I was like totally grossed out,but after a few minutes i began to relax a bit. Soon i was down to my bra and panties.I then sat on the bed and looked at the mags.I felt sort of turned on by some of the stuff.He guessed because he sat down next to me and put his arm round me and said i was beautiful.I blushed and he leant forward and kissed me.When i looked down i saw a wet patch on the front of my panties.

I was like omg! what’s happening and this is way embarrassing. Of course he noticed and smiled–“little sis is turned on” he said “have you ever had an orgasm?” I shook my head blushing like crazy.He then undid my bra strap and took my bra off–it felt weird to feel my breasts exposed in front of him.
I kinda got freaked again and stood up and turned away from him, but he came over and gave me a cuddle and said it was alright. Then we kissed gain and i felt his arm come round my hip and his hand go inside my panties.

Then the tingling got more intense until a sudden shock went through my body.The next thing i knew he was sliding my panties down and i was stepping out of them.
Then he knelt down and opened my legs and put his tongue between my pussy lips and ran it up and down over my cl*t. At this point i started to cum hard and scream like an animal.

When i was shaking so much that i was almost falling over he stood up and held me by the shoulders. “But its way better when i’m inside you–would you like me to show you?”

We hesitated for a moment and looked at each other, then i kissed him again and looked down at his c*ck. “Come little sis let me show you how nice it is inside you”.
With that he led me over to my bed and we lay down. He opened my legs and bent down to lick my pussy until i began to come again. Suddenly i felt him stop and my legs being lifted up and back on my shoulders and he was on top of me. I felt the tip of his c*ck pressing on my opening and got scared and tried to resist.Then i felt the rim of his cock slide in and out and soon it seemed like more and more of his length was inside me at every thrust. I had my legs wrapped round him andI was coming so much i felt i would pass out.

But then i we heard a key in the door. It was my mum home from work.Hurriedly we stopped and reached for clothes to put on. He rushed out still getting dressed and went to his room. I noticed some blood at the top of my legs and got a tissue to mop it up and then slipped on my bathrobe. I told mum i had just got in and was going for a shower.She said i looked flushed and asked if i was ok.In the bathroom i stared at myself in the mirror for ages.My pussy looked way bigger than before and my lips were pulled outwards.

Since that day my brother has avoided me and stayed at a friends house.Maybe he feels guilty.I dont want him to because i really enjoyed sex with him.