Author: Jon Piters Title: Big Sister Takes Advantage Part: Part 1 Summary: Jimmy was just 9 when he first made love to his big sister, Nancy—but she made him do it! Keywords: fb Inc Big Sister Takes Advantage Part 1 Jimmy was just 9 when he first made love to his big sister, Nancy—but she made him do it! (fb Inc) It was a Saturday afternoon when it happened. The day that 9 year old Jimmy became a man—or was he just a toy for his big sister? Jimmy was a skinny 9 year old with blond hair bleached almost white by the summer sun and startlingly blue eyes. After a morning playing with the other boys in the neighbourhood he was hungry, thirsty and a little grimy when he headed back for lunch. His parents were out all day with his baby sister but was safe in the knowledge that his big sister, Nancy, was at home. Nancy slouched on the sofa. She wasn't happy about being left to babysit her brother—especially as she hadn't seen him in the last three hours! 14 year old girls should be in town with their friends on a Saturday, not chained to a squalling brat. Nancy smirked momentarily at the totally unfair description. In fact she usually got on quite well with her younger brother, just not on a Saturday! The back door slammed open and Nancy winced a little as Jimmy barrelled in. “Where's my lunch, Nance?” “How many times do I have to tell you? It's 'Nancy', not 'Nance' or 'Nan' or anything else!” she said through gritted teeth. “I hate my name enough already.” “Sorry, Nance… I mean Nancy” Jimmy hurriedly corrected. “So what did Mum leave us?” Nancy sighed, life wasn't fair sometimes but she did like her brother—most of the time. “We've got salmon paste sandwiches and hard boiled eggs. Do you want a cup of tea or orange squash?” Jimmy pursed his lips and eyed his sister speculatively. “I don't suppose there's any chance of pop?” Nancy snorted, pop was a special occasion drink, “Tea or squash. The only pop you'll be getting is corporation pop!¹” Jimmy laughed and his sister soon joined in. They both knew the limitations of their family budget but were content (most of the time) with what they had. There had been plenty of weeks when work was short and 'corporation pop' was the only drink on offer. Nancy pulled herself from the sofa. “Come on then Jimmy. Let's get the kettle on and have some lunch.” “Actually,” Jimmy drew himself up to his full 4' 6”, “it's James, if you don't mind.” “Oh, really?” Nancy advanced with arms spread. “Yeh!” Nancy tackled Jimmy and, as on so many earlier occasions, the siblings wrestled on the living room carpet. Given that Nancy had nearly a foot in height on her brother and far outweighed him, despite his most strenuous efforts the outcome was pretty much a foregone conclusion. “Cave. Cave!²” Cried Jimmy, as he conceded, legs locked between his sister's thighs and arms pinned to the floor. “I give in.” Nancy panted a little. It was getting more difficult to pin down the brat every time. Jimmy squirmed beneath his sister's weight. “Let me up, I already gave in!” He felt Nancy's hot breath on him as her hair fell like a curtain around their faces. A strange stillness momentarily descended as the two shared this intimate space separated only by inches. Jimmy was suddenly scared. He strained, unsuccessfully, to push his sister away. Nancy didn't know what came over her. She was a good girl and, although the family never was never demonstrative about it, loved her brother. Somehow though, today she wanted to show her little brother just who was in control. She gripped his legs more tightly between her thighs and leaned even closer to his face. “So,” she sighed, “do you love your me?” “Yes, yes! Let me go, Nancy. Please.” “Prove it. Will you give your sister a nice kiss?” Nancy was only teasing but, as she expected, this threw Jimmy into a paroxysm of panicked squirming. What was unexpected was that, as her skirt rode up, her little brother's legs should rub so delightfully on her panty-clad pussy. Closer and closer she leaned towards Jimmy, her steel grey eyes locked on his bright blue. Helpless in her grip he felt a strange fluttering deep in his tummy. “Go on then, Jimmy. Kiss me.” Suddenly, he sensed a change in her tone. No longer taunting but something different. Tears began to leak from his eyes. “Please Nance!” Overcome by forces outside her control, Jimmy's tears triggered her into action. Trapping his head between her arms as she continued to pin his hands she closed that last fateful inch and crushed her lips against his. In that instant a stillness seemed to descend. With a crystal sharpness he felt the touch and taste of his sister's lips, the weight of her body on him, the soft pressure of her breasts against his chest, the heat of her thighs on his legs. Feelings he couldn't interpret swirled in his body and his little boy cock strained painfully hard in his pants. Feeling her brother's resistance disappear she released his hands and, stroking his hair began to move her lips on his, mashing together, demanding and, when she snaked out her tongue, Jimmy parted his lips almost in shock at the intrusion. But something inside made him respond; at first hesitant then with increasing confidence his tongue fought and wrestled with his sister's. His thin arms reached up to clasp around her neck and draw her even closer. The siblings' breath mingled, hot and intense as hitherto unknown passions rose. Then... a blackness swept over Jimmy and he passed out under the combined effects of excitement and the weight of his sister on his chest. Jimmy awoke to find himself cradled in Nancy's bosom as she sat, tears streaming down her face, on the floor. “Oh, Jimmy. Thank God! I thought I killed you.” She peppered his face with kisses. “I'm sorry, baby boy. Forgive me. I don't know what happened.” Jimmy struggled to sit up, head still spinning a little.”I think you squashed me.” He said ruefully. Jimmy and Nancy exchanged a glance and started to giggle. “Next time I'm on top!” laughed Jimmy but in an instant the atmosphere changed again. Jimmy could feel his heart beating in his chest as Nancy was frozen into stillness, hardly breathing. “Will there be a next time?” she asked with an unexpected quiver in her voice. “Do you want there to be?” “Jimmy, what I did was wrong and I thought killed you...” “Hah! It'll take more than you to finish me off.” “I don't want to hurt you.” “You didn't hurt me—much—I'm not sure what I felt but I want to do it again.” “Oh, Jimmy,” she ran her fingers through his unruly mop, “what are we going to do?” “How about getting off the floor? My knees are hurting!” With a laugh the two collapsed onto the sofa, Jimmy cradled in Nancy's arms. He looked up at his sister. The steel grey eyes, the rash of freckles she hated so much, the short cropped mousy hair that had changed colour so often despite her mother's objections. Whatever. He always thought she was beautiful. A memory of those strange feelings pricked him. “Nance, can I kiss you?” Nancy looked down at him uncertainly. Now the mad moment had passed she wondered what had possessed her. “I'm not sure that would be a good idea.” Jimmy looked crestfallen but gradually edged his way upwards until they were as close as during their earlier tussle. “Are you sure, Nance?” “Nancy.” She corrected automatically. She could smell bubble gum on his breath and the light scent of boy sweat from the morning's play. She quivered with indecision. Why was she even thinking this when she had a boyfriend? She should… Too late. Jimmy's lips were already on hers. Inexpert but enthusiastic her brother has locked lips and was already probing with his sharp little tongue. It was bad, so wrong… the madness took her and she swept him into her arms. There was a fire between Nancy's legs that she couldn't explain. She tried to quench it, crushing a hand between her thighs that only made things worse. Was she going crazy? She broke she from Jimmy's clutch. “Come on,” she gasped, “let's go to my bedroom.” Jimmy followed meekly into the forbidden territory that was her bedroom. Looking around he was startled to feel Nancy pulling his tee shirt off. “Why are you taking my shirt off?” he asked, confused. “Don't you want me to take mine off?” responded Nancy. Suddenly and inexplicably there was nothing Jimmy wanted more. “Yes, take it all off!” Almost before he realised, Nancy had his trousers round his ankles and was picking futilely at the tangled knots in his laces. Jimmy pushed her away and simply kicked the shoes from his feet. Nancy glanced down and was surprised to see his little cock sticking out hard against the confines of his pants. She took his hands and looked into his eyes. “Jimmy, will you take off my clothes for me?” Jimmy gulped but nodded. He reached awkwardly for the buttons on her blouse and slowly exposed her lace trimmed bra. Nancy was shivering with each button that opened. Both siblings sighed when her blouse finally dropped from her shoulders. Jimmy stretched out his hands to her breasts but Nancy stopped him. “Take my skirt off first” she said in a shaky voice. Uncertainly, Jimmy searched out the zip and Nancy's short tartan skirt slid to the floor. Jimmy was suddenly finding it hard to breathe. “Now my bra.” He tried but his hands were shaking too much to unhook the recalcitrant garment. Nancy reached behind and helped him open the fastening. Turning, she waited as her brother slipped the straps from her shoulders revealing soft breasts tipped with hard pink nipples. As if drawn by some magnetic force, Jimmy reached out to touch but Nancy stopped him again. “Not yet.” She pulled him closer then slowly slid his underpants down. As his hard little hairless cock and balls came into view a thrill passed through her pussy and a little more dampness appeared on her panties. Nancy was already shivering in anticipation as Jimmy reached out to remove her panties. At the last moment he hesitated and instead ran a curious finger over her damp crotch. A shock like electricity jolted her as her brother's probing fingers brushed her already erect clitoris through the thin material. At her sharp intake of breath he looked up at his sister's flushed face. “Are you OK? Did I hurt you?”, he asked. “No,” she whispered, “just take off my panties and you can touch me properly.” With a shrug, Jimmy slid the panties down until they dropped to her ankles. He didn't know what Nancy meant by 'properly' but he was fascinated to see the bush of curly dark hair that the panties had concealed. Bending closer to examine the hair he looked puzzled. “How come it's not the same colour as on your head?” “Jesus! Why do you always have such stupid questions? How should I know?” “Sorry. I just never saw before. Why don't I have any hair… Oops, never mind!” Nancy swatted his head playfully. “Do you want to play or just ask questions?” “What are we playing?” “Is that another question?” groaned Nancy bending as if to retrieve her panties. “No! No! Play, play, whatever you want.” Nancy abruptly knew now that there would be no turning back today, “We're going to be playing grown up games but it's got to be our secret. If Mum and Dad found out we'd both be in big trouble.” “I promise.” “Cross your heart and swear to die.” Jimmy solemnly marked the cross on his chest, “Cross my heart.” Nancy suddenly swept him up in her arms and deposited him on her bed. God, he looked cute, even with his little cock sticking in the air. She crawled onto the bed and straddled him as she had done earlier in their wrestling game. This time as the curtain of hair fell about them there was no uncertainty and no fear as their lips met in a lingering kiss. Hands unrestrained, Jimmy reached down to touch his sister's swinging breasts. His fingers ran over the soft skin, feeling the fullness and stopping briefly to note the hard erect nipples. Nancy squirmed under his touch, her pussy riding and rubbing against his thighs. “That's it, Jimmy. Play with my tits.” she gasped. “Do it harder. Squeeze them.” Nancy started to pant and a familiar feeling started to build in her. Grunting in ecstasy, she pressed her pussy harder against Jimmy's legs. As she rode him each forward thrust sent her pubic hair tickling and teasing across his throbbing cock. Even as Nancy' movements increased in intensity Jimmy felt a strange sensation mounting in his loins. Suddenly, afraid he was going to pee himself, he tried to sit but his sister was already almost oblivious of her young brother. As she gasped into an orgasm her wet pussy slid forward that extra inch and engulfed the hard purple head of his cock instantly tipping him into the first climax of his life. Toes curling, back arching, fingers scrabbling to grip the sheets it seemed his entire body was exploding through his cock. His spasms caused his cock to nudge directly at Nancy's clit pushing her to second orgasm—or what it still the first crashing through her? Nancy was the first of the young lovers to recover as she collapsed alongside Jimmy and gently brushed the hair from his face. His eyes fluttered open. “What happened? I thought I was going to pee but then everything went crazy.” “Wow,” breathed Nancy, “I didn't think a boy your age could cum.” She looked down at his still hard cock. “You didn't shoot anything?” “What do you mean, shoot?” “It doesn't matter. I'll explain later.” Nancy stroked his cheek, “The main thing is, was it a good feeling?” “The best ever!” exclaimed Jimmy. “Did you get a good feeling too?” “Oh yes,” she sighed, “it was good for me too.” “Can we do it again?” he pleaded. “I was a bit scared last time, now I know what to expect it will be even better!” “Don't worry, Jimmy. We'll be doing it again.” To be continued… ¹ 'Corporation pop' was kids slang in the North of England for water ² 'Cave', pronounced 'cavey' was the cry to surrender in my schooldays. In was also used as a warning call—usually that adults were approaching and someone might be sent to 'stand cave' when acting as a lookout. This story is inspired by true events but offered as adult fantasy entertainment. The author neither condones nor encourages exploitative or illegal activity.