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Prequel to Something interesting happened.People have asked and yes, sis and I have history. So here goes.We grew up in a very strict home. Mom was sweet and loving. Dad was ............. tough. Neither of us were allowed to date until we turned 18. No boy/girl parties, no proms, no pretty much anything. I could play sports. That was about it for me. Sis didn't even have that.Being that strict really doesn't work. People find other ways ........Folks that grew up in similar situations know what I mean.Sis married the first guy she dated and that was right after high school. I left home as soon as I could.Sis and I have always been close.Here are some milestones in our life path over the years. In chronological order .....1) When we were p*****ns, a guy a couple years older than us stopped by the house. This guy and I play pick up ball together at times. It was summer and sis and I had swim suits on. Somewhere along the conversation, this guy suggests we all show our *quot;stuff*quot;. Heck, I would like to see sis naked. Sis agrees to this. We head into the garage. I drop my swim trunks. Sis drops her one piece swimsuit. I like what I see. A beautiful bald pussy. Then I notice the look of fear on my sister's face. I glance over at my *quot;friend*quot; and he is masturbating at like, 200 strokes a minute. Sis pulls up her swimsuit and runs away. I tell him *quot;Geez, you're an idiot*quot; He leaves.Ends up, sis tells mom. Mom tells Dad Dad whups me bad. Dad never believed in sparing the rod, but one was extra bad. Nowadays CPS would be called.Sis says she is sorry she said anything. She just got scared. I say *quot;It's OK*quot;Next time I see the friend I tell him :*quot;Don't come around the house. Dad is pissed off*quot; He didn't. Dad had a reputation as a hard ass.2) The next summer, one of our cousins is visiting for a week. Sis and cousin come up and ask that we play *quot;show your stuff*quot;. I say I would like to, but reminded sis what happened last year. I am reassured that was not going to happen again. I really wanted to since my cousin was a year older than me and actually had boobs! We head off to the basement. Swimsuits get dropped. Oh Heaven! Sis still has a beautiful bald pussy. No titties though. Cousin does have titties, small, but wonderful. AND and a nice patch of pubic hair! I wanna jack off so bad, but know that I should wait until bedtime.I waited for the bomb to drop that evening, But much to my relief, nothing happened.We play *quot;show your stuff*quot; a few times more that week. No touching ever took place, but I had lots of memories to pleasure myself to. This was big stuff for me back then. Heck, I masturbated to Sears catalogs looking at panty and bra ads. And nothing bad happened.3) So you are thinking kocaeli escort that we played *quot;show your stuff*quot; all the time after this. Not really, it was very rare to even get a glimpse. Quite a while later, maybe over a year. One evening after showering. yes, the same shower as in the first story, There are no towels on the shelf. I call up to Mom or sis to throw one down. Sis brings down a stack for the shelf.. She doesn't say much and just watches me dry off. My sister is shy, in case you haven't figured it out. So i ask *quot;You like seeing me naked, don't you?*quot; She nodded yes. I tell her anytime she wants to, she can. I must be an exhibitionist. I LIKE her looking even if she doesn't reciprocate. She began watching me dry off at least once weekly. It was easy for her to do this. The old TV and furniture ended up in the other half of the basement and it became the *quot;k**s*quot; TV room. All she had to do was walk over to the other side.4) This next bit will sound fake or corny or cheesy, maybe even creepy. I am off to camp for a week. Sis says she will miss me. I get a sheet of aluminum foil and form it around my erection and give it to sis to remember me by. . Swear on my life I did that..5) Up to now, it has all just been looking. One Saturday night, I know because we had church services the next day, She had showered and she was brushing her hair until it was dry. She wore it straight then. I am watching her. She is sitting in front of the lamp and I can see the outline of her A cup titties clearly. I am lying down on the sofa and ever so discreetly feeling myself. Not outright jacking, just a slow soft touch. Does sis see? Not sure, but don't think so. Mom comes down. Says dad and her are going to bed and we should too. I say right after whatever show we are watching. Sis agrees. After 50 years, I am not sure how it happened but somehow, I am sitting up, sis ends up sitting between my legs and I am massaging her neck and back. She has on a *quot;baby girl*quot; nightie (short) and a *quot;puffy*quot; bottom. My pecker is jammed into her bottom. At first I am massaging her over the nightie, then with common sense gone, I slid my hands under the material and rub her neck and back, skin to skin. Sis is content with this. My mind is racing and i begin to massage her stomach. Still no resistance and still seemingly OK with this, my hands venture higher and I am touching her breasts. This was extra special. Just then Dad yells down *quot;Go to bed!*quot; We oblige.6) This event is in the top five most erotic events in my life. We had to do our homework as soon as we got home from school. Sis is done and I am still struggling along. Sis says *quot;Pantyhose sure doesn't last long*quot; (The girls had started wearing hose kocaeli escort bayan with their school outfits. I LOVE hosiery, but a schoolgirl uniform needs bobby socks!) I don't pay attention to her and keep my head buried in the book. Sis says again a bit louder *quot;Pantyhose doesn't last very long.*quot; This time I glance over. She is sitting cross legged, green pleated skirt around her waist with a finger in a small hole in her pantyhose right at the panty/leg/pussy junction. She has my attention now! Truthfully, she could have worn these again and again since no one would have ever seen this hole. Homework be damned. I watch her. The hole gets bigger. It gets to be lemon sized. Somehow I jumped in to *quot;help*quot;. The hole gets bigger. This is fun and we both are enjoying it very much. Eventually the hose, literally, gets ripped off sis. I am more aroused than I have ever been. I realized that waiting until night wasn't going to work. I tell sis I have something to do. Reading my mind or body language, she asks *quot;Are you going to ..........*quot; *quot;Yes*quot; Can I watch?*quot; I had never masturbated in front of sis. This is VERY forward for my sister. I say *quot;Yes*quot;. I begin taking off my school uniform while walking to my bedroom. (For folks who care -- Blue dress pants, white shirt, tie and a vest, sweater or jacket. The tie and sweater were off as soon as I got home.) The clothes get thrown in a corner and I drop my whitie tighties. I stretch down on my bed, right along the edge. If sis wants a show, I want to make it a good one. Sis is standing about three feet away. I tell her to show. She slides out of her panties and lifts her skirt. I am HARD! I begin to jack. Slowly. For two reasons: I remember that *quot;friend*quot; from earlier and how he spooked sis with maniac pounding and I want to last for at least a couple of minutes. Sis is fascinated and comes closer. Close enough for me to touch. I touch and she approaches closer and I take that as a signal it's OK to touch. She is now bedside and my hand is wrapped behind her, caressing her sweet ass and inner thighs. I can feel the heat and moisture. I wish I can last longer but I am going to erupt. I want my sister to touch me. I take my jacking hand since I cannot stop touching her with my left hand. I take her hand and guide it to my pecker. She barely strokes it and I shoot off. Sis was impressed. One of the best orgasms of my life. Mom was around somewhere and we realized it was time to go back *quot;normal*quot; Sis leaves. I hang up clothes and put on sweats. Sis left behind her pantie. I, at first, was going to return it to her, but ended up keeping it.I cannot begin to guess how many times I pleasured myself to this memory.7) Sis and I enter our izmit escort touching phase. We do that a lot. If you have been reading waiting for me to fuck my sis, spoiler alert. I never do.8) One last memory: It was the dog days of summer. High humidity and temperatures. I was working as a mason's assistant. *quot;Block and mud*quot; is all I hear all day. Not too bad until you have to carry it up ladders. If you have done it, you know it's hard work anytime, really brutal when it is 90's temp and 90 % humidity. Even the basement, normally cooler, did not offer relief. I am sucking down popsicles one after another to help cool me down from the inside. My bedroom does not have A/C. Mom and Dad's does. So does sis's. I guess I didn't rate ...... Dad comes downstairs and says I have been busting my butt for him and I can sleep in my sister's bedroom. I am sure there was some stern warnings also. Her bedroom was the entire second floor. It was *quot;L*quot; shaped. A guest bed was on the short leg and sis's was on the long leg. You could not see each other when in bed. I ask can I go to bed now? I really was very tired and it was hot. A/C sounded wonderful. It was around 8 but I fall asleep almost immediately. Around one in the morning, sis wakes me up by crawling into bed with me. Sis tells me both Mom and Dad had come upstairs when she went to bed. They never do that. She me if I was faking being asleep? I say no. It had been a very hard day and falling asleep was easy. Me being fast asleep was comforting to parents. Sis is in a good mood. . Sis says *quot; I cannot believe Dad allowed you to sleep up here. I tell her *quot;I was blown away!*quot; She has a surprise to show me. She shows me the aluminum foil pecker *quot;statue*quot; I made years earlier. It is the second thing that has blown me away in the last six hours. I tell her I still have one of her panties. She says she knows. She asks what I do with it. I tell her she may not want to know. She says *quot;go ahead*quot; I tell her I use it to cum in. She seemed to like that. I tell her I wash it when I shower and *quot;Beats a used sock*quot; '-) We begin to kiss and touch. I have become quite sexually active on the sly but it is just physical. I love my sis. As long as we are quiet, it seems safe up here and for once no time pressure. I want to do something. Other girls seem to really enjoy it. I slide off the bed, kneel and pull sis's legs over my shoulder. I lick that hot moist pussy. The taste is wonderful. I will do this for as long as she wants. Her muscles tense and relax. Her legs pull me in tight. I want to use a finger but for now it will just be my tongue. After a bit, I notice a fluid release and a muffled moan. She tastes great. I was pretty sure she came but I was still learning. She wants to give me a *quot;blow job*quot; Being completely inexperienced, she still did nicely. *quot;There is no such thing as a bad blowjob*quot; 9) We enter our oral sex period. She got much better .........Thanks for reading.