My Sister Sarita I think I was in the junior year of my high school, and my younger sister, Sarita, was in the seventh > grade. She was just beginning to blossom into a > woman. > Her hormones must have been active already, for I > had > caught her several times straddling the bannister of > the staircase which led up to our bedrooms, and > rocking back and forth on it, with a glazed look in > her eyes. At first I did not understand what she was > doing, but once when I watched her stiffen suddenly > and moan in a stifled whimper, clutching her legs > together against the bannister, I realized she had > just brought herself off, rubbing her panty-covered > pussy against the hard, polished wood of the > bannister. Then she quickly caught herself, looked > around desperately to make sure no one was watching, > and quickly ran up to her room. She had not seen me > standing by the garage door. As soon as she > disappeared out of sight, I had run up to the stairs > and smelled the spot on the bannister where she had > rubbed her pussy. Sure enough, it was glistening > with > her wetness and had the distinctive erotic smell of > a > female in heat. > > Sarita and I were generally friendly with each > other, > although not exactly close. She often tended to be > selfish, and I thought she was manipulative. But I > did > not pay much attention to her behavior most of the > time. One afternoon when our parents were out, I was > lying in bed reading a book. Sarita came in and > flopped down on the bed next to me. She began > pestering me, and so put the book under the pillow, > and tried to push her off the bed. She climbed on to > the bed, and pushed me down, and sat on top of me, > with her knees pressing into my armpits. She held me > down and said, "Let me see what you are reading." > > I shook my head, and said, "Why should I?" > > "Because." > > "Don't bug me, Sarita, and get off my chest," I > grabbed her by the waist and pushed her down. She > raised her knees and tried to pull forward. I could > see her crotch, which was covered in light blue > panties. I could see stray hair poking around the > edge > of it, and began to get hard. I was wearing my > shorts > with nothing else. As I pushed her away again, her > butt slid down over my shorts and pressed against my > hardness. She looked at me with big eyes, and said, > "You are stiff, Pradeep. Shame on you. I am your > sister." > > I looked at her and said, "Then get off me, and > leave > me alone. How do you expect me to react when you are > sitting like this on top of me, exposing your crotch > to me?" > > Sarita smiled and said, "Does that excite you, > brother?" > > "Stop it, Sarita. You are not a little girl any > more. > Pretty soon you will have big boobs and hairy bush, > and you will be driving all the boys crazy." > > "I already have big breasts," she said haughtily, > and > swung her legs off to get off. She stood by the bed, > and looked at my crotch. "You have a big boner > there, > Pradeep. May I see it?" > > "No, you can't. For Christ's sake, Sarita, I am your > brother. Now leave me alone." I tried to get up. > > She immediately pushed me down and said, "No, I > won't. > I want to see your boner. Show me how big you are." > > We started jostling and wrestling with each other. > Several times she tried to grab my crotch, brushing > my > hard-on in the process. I also had my hands on her > breasts as I tried to push her off. Pretty soon, my > cock became so hard that the tip poked out of the > edge > of the shorts. She stuck her hand inside and tried > to > grab it, but I pushed her off. She tried again, and > this time, I grabbed her breasts, and squeezed hard. > She stopped suddenly, breathing heavily, her face > flushed with excitement. > > > > She tried to push my hand away, and said in a hoarse > voice, "Let me touch you, Pradeep. Please. I want to > see your cock. I will show you my pussy if you let > me > touch you." > > I let go of her breasts, and sat up. I pulled her by > the waist against me, and said, "Why, Sarita? Why > are > you so horny today? Don't you realize this is > wrong?" > > "I don't care. You can say anything you want, but > your > body doesn't seem to mind. You have a boner in your > shorts. I want to see it. Please." > > "Give me one good reason why I should let you see > it." > > > Sarita mulled over that for a few moments, and then > said, "Because some of the girls in my class are > always talking about you, and say that you are a > hunk. > They ask me if I have seen you naked." > > "So tell them you haven't. Who says I'm a hunk?" > > "Karuna, and Manda. They drool about you and say all > kinds of nasty things about what they would like to > do > to you." > > "What kind of nasty things?" > > "Well, like yesterday, after our gym class, when we > were in the shower, Manda said she'd love to have > you > walk in there and soap her all over. Karuna was > playing with her boobs and asked me if you are good > at > massaging them. So I said, how should I know. He's > my > brother, not my lover. Do you think I have nice > boobs, > Pradeep?" > > "I don't know. I haven't seen them, but from the > bulge > in your blouse, I suppose they are nice." > > "Would you like to see them? I don't mind if you > look. > I think you are a hunk, too. And even though you are > my brother, I don't mind you looking at me, but you > have to let me look at you also." > > "So you can go and tell your friends how big a boner > I've got?" > > Sarita put her arms around my neck and kissed me > lightly on the lips. "No, my brother. That will be > just our secret. I wouldn't tell them a thing. Let > them burn in desire. Karuna said she'd love to have > you put your boner between her legs." > > "Really? You girls are really nasty. Has she done it > with any boy yet?" > > "I don't know. But I haven't, Pradeep. I am still a > virgin, and I intend to save myself for someone > special. Someone like you." > > "What? I am your brother, Sarita," I said, my heart > suddenly tender for my beautiful sister. All this > raunchy talk had made me take a second look at her, > and I realized that she was quite a beautiful girl. > She had filled up nicely in the last year, and now > her > closeness was making me horny. > > I touched her face, and said, "Sarita, I just > realized > how beautiful you are. Let me take a good look at > you. > Turn around for me." > > Sarita smiled happily, and stepped back. Grabbing > the > edge of her short skirt in her hands, she twirled, > flipping her skirt above her waist line, and giving > me > a good look at her shapely legs and thighs. Then > thrusting her chest forward, and tilting her head to > one side, "How do I look?" > > > > "Good enough to eat," I replied honestly. I had > again > caught a glimpse of her dark bush hidden by the > light-colored panty, causing an erection. Sarita > looked at my crotch, and said, "See, you are > reacting > to me. Let me see it, Pradeep." > > "Okay, but only if we both strip together and look > at > each other. I want to see your body, too." > > We stripped and looked at each other. My sister was > staring at the hard-on of her seventeen year old > brother, and I was staring at her pubescent crotch, > covered with soft hair sprouting over the swollen > mound. For a few minutes we just looked at each > other. > Then we started laughing. > > Sarita took a step closer to me, and said, "You have > such a big cock, brother. It's beautiful. May I > touch > it?" > > I nodded and pulled her closer. She reached for my > boner, and I touched her breasts. They were still > small, but quite firm and round. Her nipples became > hard, and she moaned softly as I rubbed them. Her > fingers around my throbbing cock were driving me > crazy. I grabbed her hand and pushed it away. > > "Stop, sister. If you keep it up, you'll make me cum > all over you." > > "What does that mean, Pradeep?", she reluctantly > pulled her hand away, and sat down next to me, > putting > her arms around my neck. Her young breasts pushed > against my side, which felt very nice. > > I told her about how I masturbate, and told her > about > the sticky stuff that comes out when I hit the peak. > Then I told her that I had seen her do it also. > First > she pretended not to know what I was talking about, > but I described in detail how I had seen her rub her > crotch on the railing the year before. She got all > red > in the face, and said, "Oh Pradeep. Please don't > tell > mom. It felt so good that I couldn't help myself." > > I took her face in my hands, and kissed her on the > nose. "Don't worry, sister. I won't tell. Do you do > it > often?" > > "No. I am scared to get caught. But I rub it with my > fingers at night and that feels good. Is it a bad > thing to do, Pradeep?" > > "No, I do it all the time. It actually makes me > relax > and I can sleep well at night." > > "Me, too. Oh, Pradeep. I felt so guilty all the > time. > Now I can enjoy doing it. Would you like to see me > do > it?" > > I nodded. She lay down on the bed and spread her > legs. > "You do it to me, Pradeep. I'll tell you what to do. > I'd love for you to do it to me." > > I reached out and touched her lips, my fingers > brushing the soft hair covering the opening. I > parted > them with my fingers, and looked at her pussy. I > could > see the moist opening, and the slight swelling at > the > apex. This was my first close look at a young pussy, > and it made my cock so hard that it started > throbbing. > Sarita saw it, and reached out to take it in her > hand, > as I continued to probe her moistness. I rubbed the > spot at the apex of her triangle gently, and she > just > moaned with pleasure. I rubbed her lips and the tiny > knob of her clit until she started thrashing about, > tightening her grip around my cock. Then she moaned > loudly and jerked her hips against my fingers, > drenching them with a continuous flow of sticky > liquid > that came oozing out of her pulsating pussy lips. It > smelled very exotic. She had grabbed on to my cock, > and was squeezing it in her fist. I started jerking > my > hips, pumping my cock between her fingers. Soon I > reached climax, and grabbing her hand with mine, I > thrust forward, splashing my sticky white cum all > over > her hand and chest. Sarita squealed in delight, and > watched in fascination as my cock jerked and erupted > in several more spurts before beginning to soften. > She > held on to it as it shriveled in her hand, and then > looked at her sticky fingers. > > "This stuff makes babies, right?" > > "Yeah, but only if it shoots inside the pussy. > Otherwise, it just makes me feel good. Did you enjoy > seeing my cock shoot?" > > > > She nodded happily. "Thanks, Pradeep. I loved it. > Now > I have experienced and seen something that Karuna > and > Manda haven't." > > "You are not going to tell them, are you? We'll both > be in big trouble if the word got out, Sarita. You > better not say anything to anyone, understand?" > > She nodded, and bringing her sticky fingers to her > nose, smelled the stuff. She looked at me and said, > "This smells so exotic, brother. How does it taste?" > > > "You try it and tell me," I said. > > She licked her fingers, and made a face. "It has a > strong taste, but it's not bad. I could get used to > it. Will you let me taste it next time you do it?" > > "Okay, but you have to let me taste you, too." > > "It's a deal. I can't wait. Oh, Pradeep. You are the > best brother in the whole world. I love you so > much." > > We held each other tightly, enjoying the closeness > of > our naked bodies. We heard footsteps outside the > room, > and quickly got dressed. Sarita left my room, and > promised to come back at night after everyone had > gone > to bed. That never happened, because I think she got > cold feet, and also because of the fact that our mom > was a very light sleeper. She would have heard us > for > sure, and so we decided to cool it, until we had a > safer opportunity. > > ************ > > Some years passed. Sarita entered college when I was > in my senior year. After I went away to college, we > saw much less of each other, except during summer > vacations. During those years, somehow we never > again > got so intimate, I think, because we both kind of > moved on with our own lives, getting interested in > other people and stuff like that. But deep down, we > were both aware that we had come very close to each > other, and that had led to our being the best of > buddies. We confided in each other about everything, > and had very much come to enjoy each other's > company. > > I finished my classes and finals of the senior year > in > May, and came home to enjoy a well-deserved rest. > Sarita had written to me about a trip she had wanted > to take with one of her girl friends to a sea > resort. > Our mom had initially nixed the idea, because she > did > not feel it was safe for the two young girls to go > off > on their own to some sea resort. Sarita had told me > how much she had wanted to go, and asked me if I > would > agree to chaperon them. Apparently, mom had put that > as her condition for letting my sister go. So I > agreed. > > A couple days later, the three of us took off. > Sarita's friend turned out to be none other than her > horny schoolmate Karuna, who had an itch for me when > they were in school. I had never met this girl > before, > and when I saw her for the first time, my jaw > dropped. > She was diminutive, but packed a dynamite figure in > her 5-foot tall, compact body. She was really > hot-looking, with breasts that invited to be > touched, > and a narrow waist that flared into the most > voluptuous pair of legs. She was one sexy siren. > Karuna saw my reaction, and gave me a sweet smile, > and > wink. > > "Hi Pradeep. I have wanted to meet you for such a > long