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(Note: I am not the author, only the archivist.

The following story contains scenes of explicit sex.  If you're not old
enough to be here, you're not old enough to read it.  Scram.

The author's name has become detached from this story.  If you are the
author, please email me.  I like to see writers get credit for their
work.)


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My Big Sister

    I looked into her window, she was the most beautiful thing I'd ever 
seen.  Yeah, it was my big sister, 16, and the most gorgeous thing on the 
planet.  I'd thrown the frisbee into the tree, and as it went, it was my 
responsibility to get it down.  From now on, though, I think it would be a 
privilege to come up here and retrieve the disc.  Barb had been just 
undressing when I got to the branch that the frisbee was resting on, and 
incidentally stretched right across from her bedroom window.  As she 
took off her bra, my cock sprung to life.  I saw her globular tits, her tiny 
brown nipples...  I climbed back down the tree where John was waiting 
for me.
    "What the hell were you doing up there, Tim?" he asked as I reached 
the ground.
    "Um...  you've gotta see this, man...  you've GOTTA see this." I led 
him up the tree to the branch where I beheld the wonder of my sister's 
nubile young body, just as she bent over to pull off her panties.  Gods, it 
was as if she was putting on a show just for the two of us.  Her reddish-
brown long, curly hair tumbled over her shoulders as she pulled her 
panties down off her ankles.  Now she was naked, and we could see her 
burnt orange pubic hairs, and below it, the pot of gold, her fresh young 
cunt.  For a second, I looked at John and saw him staring, a comet could 
have shot across the sky and his interest wouldn't have been broken.
    Finally, Barb got into her bathrobe and headed next door to the 
bathroom for, presumably, the shower.  We had each just turned 15, and 
this was the most exciting thing ever to happen to us.  And that ended 
our show for the day.  John and I climbed back down from the tree, 
threw around the disc for a while, and shortly went to our respective 
houses.  

    When I got inside, Barbara was just finishing her shower, toweling 
her hair dry and dressed in her white bathrobe.  She walked to the foot of 
the stairs and looked down at me while I came up, a sly grin on her face.
    "What is it?" I asked, wondering what her grin could have been 
alluding to.
    "Did you and John get a good show, perv?" she asked.  She turned 
around to go back into her room, and while doing so, flashed me a 
glimpse of her bush as the robe turned up.
    I couldn't believe it.  It seemed as though she was giving us a show, 
and she was!  But was she pissed at me now?  I couldn't tell...  I followed 
her into her room.  She was sitting on her bed, pulling on a clean pair of 
panties.
    "Close the door," she sneered at me while struggling to stand.  I went 
to close the door, and she turned her back to me, dropping her bathrobe 
to the floor.  She bent over, and I caught a glimpse of the rounded edges 
of her full breasts as they fell loose in front of her.  She grabbed a bra
off her dresser, put it on, then turned to face me.
    "Well, did you and John have a good time up there in the tree or 
what?"
    Was she being serious?  What was the point of this?  As confused as I 
was, my dick obeyed its own code, springing to life at the sight of Barb 
in her white underwear.  She noticed this and smiled, withholding a 
snicker.
    "Yeah, I thought so," she teased.  "So...  what do you want?  Why'd 
you follow me in here?"
    "Um...  I...  I...  I don't know," I answered truthfully.  It had just 
seemed right at the time...
    "I think I know.  I think you wanna see a little more of you hot sister, 
don't you?  Yeah...  well...  I wanna see a little more of you, too, little 
brother.  So let's play a little show and-tell...  You show me what you 
got, and maybe I'll take off my bra again.  How about that?"  She looked 
at me with a sly look across her face, her long wet red hair hanging 
down in front of her, resting on top of her bra-covered breast.
    This was too exciting for me to handle...  boy, what I would be able to 
tell John tomorrow in school...  Needless to say, I quickly pulled off my 
sneakers, followed by my jeans and t shirt.  Soon, I was standing in the 
middle of her floor, clad only in my jockeys.  She walked around me, 
scoping out my skinny frame.  Not too impressive, I wasn't much too 
look at.
    "Okay, little bro, off with the underoos."  With that, she grabbed at the 
rim of my jockeys, and pulled them to the ground.  I was pretty startled, 
and fell to the ground hunched over my groin.  I went soft almost 
instantly.  "Up, up, up, I wanna see what my little bro's packing these 
days..." she said, and I followed her direction, humiliated as I was.  I 
stood up, and she looked closely at my dick.
    Tentatively, she reached out one of her athletic arms and touched my 
rapidly re-hardening dick.  "Hmm...  not bad, little bro.  Not bad at all.  
You're hot for your big sis, aren't ya, little bro?"  I nodded shyly and 
tried not to look in her eyes.  "Okay, you've played your part, I guess it's 
time for me to ante up, huh?" she said with a grin.  Her green eyes 
sparkled with delight.
    And once again I was blinded as she took off her bra.  She bent her 
head down to get at the hook in the back, and her still-damp hair fell 
teasingly in front of her.  She smelled nice.  When she raised her head 
and pushed back her hair, I nearly came.  There she was, a cute smile on 
her face, and her creamy white breasts just hanging there, just a foot 
from myself.  Unable to restrain myself, I reached out a hand toward her 
beautiful tits.  And she let me touch them.  She was suddenly quiet, no 
more of her little comments, as I held one of her large breasts between 
my fingers.  I had dreamed of this for years, and now I was inches from 
the moment of my dreams.
    I squeezed her breast, then pinched her nipple.  It was truly like a 
dream.  Hesitantly, I reached out my other arm to touch her other breast.  
As my fingers made contact with her skin, she pushed both of my hands 
away and said, "Enough for tonight, little bro.  Maybe tomorrow I'll let 
you do a little more...  if you bring John with you.  How about that?"
    Anything to get back to where I just was, "Sure.  I'll tell him he can 
sleep over tomorrow to Saturday."
    "Good.  Sweet dreams, little bro."  With that, she bent forward, giving 
me a tender kiss on the lips.  She turned around and put back on her bra 
while I bent down, pulling back on my underwear and jeans.  She 
walked over to her bed and started brushing her hair.  All I could do was 
watch...  held at the mercy of her beauty.  She gave me a quick look, 
smiled, then shooed me away.

    John could hardly contain himself as we walked back from school that 
Friday, his sleeping bag held tightly underarm.
    "She said I could come, too?  I could watch, too?  Shit, Tim, this is 
TOO cool!  Goddamnit, Barbara is HOT!"  I had been listening to his 
ranting all through the day.  I made him promise that he wouldn't tell 
anybody of my sister's illicit offer, and I think he kept his word, even 
though he blabbed about it incessantly while in my presence.
    "Yeah, John, she said you could come, too, but PLEASE don't act so 
immature, I don't want her to change her mind."
    "No problemo, Timmy, my man...  God, I can't WAIT."
    Barbara wasn't home yet when we got in, so we took the frisbee out 
again and threw it around until we saw her walking up the block towards 
the house.  She was wearing a black tank top (white bra clearly visible 
beneath it) and tight denim shorts.  She had a wide smile on her face as 
she came closer to the house, waving to me and John before entering 
through the back door.  John wanted to go in right away, but I told him 
that she would tell us when she was ready.  He just couldn't wait.  
Neither could I.

    At 7, we were called in for dinner.  Barb seemed in a good mood, as 
were Mom and Dad.  After dinner, John and I went back outside to play 
some basketball, but before I left the house, Barb whispered into my ear, 
"Come to my room after Mom and Dad are asleep."  She put her hand on 
my crotch and gave it a good squeeze, making me instantly hard, then 
ran upstairs to her room.
    It seemed to take forever for the 'rents to get to sleep, John and I 
played Nintendo until they did at 2AM.  Almost as soon as their lights 
were out, John and I RAN up to Barb's room, where we found her 
waiting in her bra and shorts that she was wearing earlier.  She motioned 
for us to enter her room, and she shut the door behind us.
    "Hi, John.  Hey, little bro.  I've gotta take a shower, and if you guys 
can control yourselves, I'll let you watch...  how's that?" she asked with a 
grin.  We were silent, and she walked past us into the bathroom.  We 
followed.
    She turned on the water, letting it run for a few seconds before pulling 
off her bra, jeans and panties.  John was almost drooling.  I tried to act 
cool, but it was almost impossible, Barbara was just too beautiful.  She 
motioned for one of us to take a sit on the toilet seat, which John did, 
and I took a seat on the floor.  She stepped into the shower, letting the 
lukewarm water fall down her breasts and stomach, then letting it fall 
over her hair and face.
    She made the soaping of her body into a tease, rubbing and caressing 
her body, her hands taking special care and time on her breasts and 
pussy.  Her hands rubbed over her large breasts, squeezing them, 
pinching the nipples.  Every now and then she let out a soft moan, letting 
us know that she was enjoying it as much as we were.
    She brought out her special strawberry-scented shampoo, working it 
into her long red hair, and then into the bush of pubic hair, rubbing it 
hard.  Finally, she rinsed, letting all the suds out in the stream of water.  
And it ended.  She turned off the water, grabbed a towel, and started 
drying herself off.
    Once done, she put on her bathrobe and led us back into her bedroom.  
This time she made no pretense of putting on her underwear.
    "So, boys, how was the show?" she asked with a smile wide as a cat's.  
John and I were speechless, still in awe of the spectacular show put on in 
the shower.  My sister was a beautiful girl.  "Cat got your tongue?  No 
problem...  but I believe it's your turn now, boys.  Off with the clothes, I 
wanna see what you've got."
    A bit startled, John and I were frozen for a few seconds, but then 
quickly removed our clothing, including underwear.  Again, both of us 
were soft by the time our tools reached the air.  It seemed that he was 
only marginally larger than me.
    "Heh.  Hey, Tim, John's got a head on you...  I'm impressed, John.  
You could hurt a girl with that," she said while laughing a soft, cute 
laugh.  "Okay, little bro...  tonight you get what you want.  You can 
touch my pussy, if you want.  Do you want to touch my pussy, little 
bro?"  It seemed as though I couldn't move, but I managed a curt nod.  
"And John, you can play with my tits while Tim's digging around down 
there."  Barb walked over to her bed, propped up some pillows, then lay 
down.  "Okay, you guys can begin," and she let out a small giggle.
    John and I walked very hesitantly over to the bed, John kneeling near 
the head, over Barb's full breasts, while I kneeled over my sister's 
honeypot.  I reached out a hand and placed it on her dark red bush.  It 
was damp.  I slowly ran my fingers through her bush, and onto the small 
slit at its base.  Barb let out a soft sigh.  I looked up and saw John 
kneading her tits, then, almost fearfully, placing his lips around her hard 
nipple.  She didn't say anything, but put her hand behind John's head, 
holding it in place at her tit.
    I refocused my attention to my sister's wet cunt.  It seemed to actually 
be getting wetter now.  Following John's lead, I bent my head down and 
took a tentative taste of Barb's wet cunt.  Another moan crossed her lips.  
I let out my tongue, softly pressing it to her slit, finding her clit and 
resting it there.  Another moan.  I retracted my tongue, and went for 
another pass.  Another moan.  This time I dug in, pressing my mouth 
into her now sopping wet cunt, my nose pressed into her red bush.
    Softly, I heard her say, "Enough, Tim...  Enough."  But I couldn't stop.  
Her words had no effect, they only invigorated my oral search of her 
cunt.  "Stop it, Tim...  It's too much...  Stop."  Her words fell on deaf
ears as I continued eating my sister's pussy.  Her hot, wet pussy.  "Oh,
God, Tim...Oh, God.  Wait...  Wait...   Oh, GOD!!!"  I continued my work as
I heard my sister announce the coming of her orgasm.  I was drowning in 
her pussy juices, but still I continued on.  My ultimate dream had come 
true, I was finally pleasuring my beautiful, loving big sister.  I heard my 
sister moan, and, finally, sob; tears of joy ran down her soft white 
cheeks.  Done with my chore, I lifted my head, mouth and cheeks now 
wet with my sister's sexual juice, and saw her grin at me from her bed of 
pillows.  While I was at my task, John had climbed up onto the bed and 
was now lying next to my sister, his dick in her hand and his hand and 
mouth on her tits.
    "Heh.  So, Tim, where'd you learn to do that?" she asked, the grin 
never wavering from her beautiful, full lips.  I got up and sat next to her 
on the bed, putting my arm around her waist.  "Give your big sister a 
kiss, little brother.  You deserve it."  I did as she said, bending down to 
give her a full kiss on the lips.  You've never been kissed 'till you've 
french-kissed your sister (or really, my sister).  "Heh.  I taste my own 
cunt on your lips, little bro.  I taste pretty good."  And with that, she 
broke out into another of her incredible ear-to-ear smiles.  "But it's time 
you got off, little bro."
     She got up from her position on the bed, and pushed me onto my 
back.  She got up onto my lap, straddling my hips, her pussy pressed 
against my rock-hard shaft.  "Okay, little bro, this is what you've been 
waiting for," she said through a smirk.  She leaned forward, pressing her 
tits into my chest, and pushed my cock into her tight cunt.  She let out a 
grunt, then slowly moved her body up and down on my shaft.  God, I 
had never felt this before, it was incredible.
    "Okay, now, John, if you wanna get your kicks, you'd better get it 
now...  Take me from behind, you stud," she said half-humorously.  John 
responded immediately, getting up over and behind her.  I heard her let 
out a yelp as he slid his own cock into her asshole.  
    She slid up and down on my shaft as I heard John shoving himself in 
and out of her, grunting.  I smelled her hair, now falling over my face.  
The same smell I've smelled for years, now in a totally different context.  
My dreams were coming true as she moved herself up and down over 
my hot cock.  Her face, so recently in a wide smile was now bent almost 
in pain from the pressure of John's cock in her tight asshole and her little 
brother's big shaft in her sixteen year old pussy.
    I heard John let out a final grunt as he unloaded up her asshole.  He 
was spent, and fell off of her back onto the bed.  Barb held me tighter to 
her, squeezing her sizeable breasts hard into my chest.  My cock 
continued to slide between her strong thighs, in and out, deeper and 
deeper into her perfect cunt.  As I approached climax, she pushed her 
lips through the mass of red hair against my own lips, forcing her tongue 
into my mouth, down my throat.  In a deep French kiss with my big sis, I 
came, spewing my load into the interior of her hot, wet cunt.
    "God, Tim.  That was great.  That was great.  You were great," she 
sobbed as she lay her cheek next to mine.
   Her body lay still on top of mine for the rest of the night as we slept 
off the wonderful exhaustion.



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