This is the first story I ever wrote. I lost it, so sat down last night and wrote it again.
Jane
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My name is Jimmy Norton. I am 15 years old. I live in Hartford, Connecticut, with my Mom and my sister Megan.
Some people say that my Mom is a control freak. Some people say that she is a pain in the ass. One of those people is my Dad, which is why he left 7 years ago. He didn't run away with his secretary, he just ran away from Mom. He said he can direct a multi-national finance company from any office in the country, so he just moved to the other side of the country to get as far away from Mom as possible. He left her the house, the car, a pile of money in the bank, and he sends another wad every month for child support, but he says it is worth it just to never have to hear her voice again. He calls me 3 or 4 times a year, and he sends my sister and me $300 each on our birthday and again at Christmas, so I guess it's not so bad.
You see, my Mom says that "Everything must be done properly." You have to set the table just right. Everything has to always be in the right place. There is never a scrap of paper to be seen in the living room. She dusts the furniture every single day. And she has rules for everything. The thing is, if you do something wrong, she never yells, she just tells you in a stern voice how you "must" do it right. Or she just rolls her eyes and makes this irritating sighing noise.
Well today I was sitting on the couch when my sister Megan came in and sat down next to me on my right side. She is 11, almost 12, three years younger than me. She was wearing a blue satin 2-piece baby doll lingerie set that she stole from Mom's drawer a number of years back. Mom has been getting on to her about wearing it around the house, saying that she is "developing" and needs to start wearing "proper clothing," even when no one is visiting or anything. But Megan says it is comfortable and Mom just rolls her eyes.
Finally Mom made a new rule. She said that when she started dating, her Mom told her that if you don't want a boy touching you somewhere, then don't show it to him, because "If you can see it, you can touch it." So Mom made that her new rule hoping that would convince Megan to be a bit more modest, but apparently it isn't working. The lingerie is definitely not modest.
So we were sitting on the couch watching TV when Megan leaned a bit away from me. As I said, the lingerie was originally Mom's, so it was really much too big for Megan and hung very loosely on her body. When she leaned away her little left tit was pretty much exposed through the over-sized arm hole. I really hadn't noticed that Megan had tits until I got a pretty good side shot.
At first I thought of telling her that she was almost flashing me, and then I thought, "What the hell," I'll just help Mom teach Megan a lesson. So I kind of gently reached over with my right hand and started rubbing Megan's arm in a friendly brotherly kind of way. She just kept watching TV, so I reached over and gently touched the side of her tit. At first she didn't do anything at all. I was touching the side and the bottom, but when I moved closer to the nipple, which was still covered a bit, she said, "That tickles!"
Megan leaned even further away, but that just made more of her tit poke through the armhole. Now I could see the whole thing, nipple and all. I leaned towards her and started gently tracing my finger around her little cone. On one trip around my finger snagged on her nipple, causing Megan to suck a short breath of air between her teeth, making a quick gasping noise. Finally I went for broke and started directly rubbing her nipple.
Megan slapped her hand over mine pressing my hand over her tit. She said, "Jimmy, I told you that tickles!" I heard Mom cooking in the kitchen and was worried that she might stick her head through the door to see what was going on, but hey, she was the one who made up the new rule -- "If you can see it, you can touch it."
After a bit Megan released my hand and I started to massage her whole tit. She didn't push my hand away. In fact, after a bit she let out a little "hmmm," like a kitten purring. Then she leaned all the way over so she was laying on the armrest.
She lifted her leg and put her left foot on the couch next to me and kept the other on the floor. I had to pretty much stretch my arm all the way out to keep my hand on her tit. But then I noticed the spectacular view I had down below. Her leg was nice, but where leg attached to her body was even nicer.
I decided to use the same strategy and started rubbing Megan's leg in a friendly brotherly kind of way. Since she didn't seem to object so I moved my hand down to that sweet crease between her leg and her body. I rubbed there a moment then pushed the cloth a bit to where I could get to the side of her pussy. I saw a bit of blond peach fuzz and rubbed it, getting another little "hmmm."
I thought I could just go ahead and stick my finger under the cloth, but then I figured it would be better for me to follow the rules and only touch what I could see. I tugged at the cloth a bit and Megan lifted her butt up, allowing me to expose her whole sweet little pussy to the open air. She has about 20 little blond hairs on top and blond peach fuzz on the sides. Her slit was open and I could see that she was already wet. I stroked both sides a bit before taking a trip straight down the middle.
I went all the way up and down her slit 3 or 4 times before stopping at the top to look for the bump I had heard about. I wasn't sure I really found it, but I must have been close because it really made Megan breathe fast. Then I went back down to the bottom of the slit where I found the hole. That was much easier to find and I slipped my finger inside. Then I went back up to the top and started the trip all over again. Each time I got to the bottom I stuck my middle finger further up inside her love canal. It slipped in with no problem at all.
While my left hand was working on Megan's pussy my right hand was still busy with her tit. I had gone from an overall massage back to playing with her nipple. Megan had gone from a little "hmmm" to a genuine moan. This worried me a bit because, even though I was playing by the rules, I was still afraid of getting caught.
After another nice moan Megan whispered, "Fuck me, Jimmy."
I whispered back, "No way."
I was finger fucking her pretty good when she whispered louder, "Jimmmy, please fuck meeee!"
I said, "No way I'm fucking you. You're my sister."
Megan shouted, "Mom!! Jimmy got me all hot and wet and now he won't fuck me!"
My heart stopped beating as Mom stuck her head through the door and said, "What?!"
Megan said, "Jimmy's been fingering me and got me all hot and wet and now he won't fuck me."
Mom said, "James Norton, that is completely unacceptable behavior!"
I started to stammer, "But you made the rule: If you can see it, you can touch it. And she was wearing that thing and..."
"That makes no difference whatsoever," Mom said. "You can't go treating girls like that -- getting them all hot and horny and them not fucking them when they ask you to. If a girl asks you to fuck her, then you fuck her!"
Wait, did I just hear that right? Am I dreaming? Has an alien taken over my Mom's body?
"Stand up right now and get those pants off," Mom said. "Lay down on the carpet and let your sister get on top of you."
There was no need to ask me twice. I stood up and had my shorts, t-shirt, and underwear off in about two seconds. As I lay down I saw Megan was just as quick getting out of the lingerie. My dick was rock-hard as I saw her standing over me naked. She straddled me then knelt down with one leg on each side of me. My dick was leaking pre-cum like mad. She grabbed my dick and started smearing the pre-cum all over her pussy.
Mom told her, "Now go slow, don't try to get all of him in you to start of with. Take your time. You don't want to hurt yourself."
Megan said, "Don't worry, I've been using my hair brush a lot. His dick is a little bigger but I'm sure it will fit."
All of a sudden I felt the best feeling ever. My dick was being covered with the softest, warmest, wettest, tightest pussy in the whole world. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, the pussy started to move up and down on my dick.
Mom said, "Now James, don't you just get your rocks off. You make sure your sister cums."
This was going to be difficult, because I was so ready to cum. I started thinking about dog fights and famine in Africa. I practiced my multiplication tables but it is so hard
not think of your sister fucking your hard dick, up inside her warm, wet, tight pussy. I thought maybe I could speed things up a bit my making her cum faster. I started massaging her tits, then rolling her nipples with my fingers. She started bouncing on my dick even faster. I pulled her to me and started kissing her. My left hand started to rub her beautiful butt while my right hand was squeezing her right nipple. I moved my left hand down her butt crack until I gently lay my finger on her rose bud. That did the trick.
Megan exploded. I exploded inside her. Megan screamed for what seemed like a full minuted. I continued to squirt loads of white sticky stuff up into her pussy. Finally she collapsed onto my chest. It felt so good having her naked body laying on mine. I continued to softly rub Megan's buns. Mom sat down on the carpet next to us and started to rub Megan's back. Mom said, "Did that feel good, honey?" Megan said it felt wonderful.
Mom said, "I'm so glad you had a good first time. Now both of you listen up -- no more sex in the living room. That's what bedrooms and bathrooms are for. Do you understand me? And you, young lady, are going to the doctor with me first thing tomorrow. She might not put you on the pill yet since you haven't had your first period, but I'll get you condoms to use until you are on the pill. Now both of you go take a shower and get cleaned up. Dinner will be on the table in just a few minutes. Megan, it is your turn to set the table."
Megan stood up then quickly put her hand over her pussy to keep all my goop from making a mess on the carpet. She waddled off to the shower with her hand between her legs. I gathered up my clothes and the lingerie and followed after her.
So here we are together in the shower with the warm water gently spraying down on me. I am down on my knees while Megan is standing on one leg with her other leg over my shoulder. I am trying to see how far I can stick my tongue up inside her pussy and I am thinking, Mom is right, "Everything must be done properly."
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