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(bg, youths, inc, 1st, voy) *** It was a very sad time for me. It was my first family funeral and I was sitting there in the family row with my sister and brother and parents. My grandfather was stretched out in the finely finished casket at the front of the chapel, and I was sitting there with a lump in my throat. In a couple of weeks I would turn 15 years old. Here I was in a shirt and tie with my white summer jacket, trying to keep my composure. I turned to look at my sister who was three years younger. She was 11 at the time, but would soon have her 12th birthday soon. I started to daydream as the service continued. I had been fucking my sister fairly regularly over the last few months, and if the truth were to be told, it was due to the terminal illness of our grandfather. I will never forget the first time our genitals made contact. It was the most sensitive and pleasurable experience that I can remember. It was actually a couple of years earlier when I first felt her hot little pussy hole stretch over the head of my swollen cock head. I suspect that most siblings play with each other as they are growing up and usually play their share of "doctor" games while they examine each others bodies. We had the added benefit of falling asleep most evenings listening to our parents fucking into the late evening. We didn't have any television in our small house, so when dad had finished reading the paper, and mother had the dishes done, we were put to bed and would be falling into that state between sleep and consciousness, when we would hear mother let out a groan or a little squeal, and then she would begin panting with little short gasping breaths. Sleep would abate a little as dad would roll over and mount his "mare" and we would hear mother gasping and sighing as the bed springs would begin to squeak in a steady rhythm. Invariably, I would reach inside my pajamas, and fondle my little boy cock while I overheard the sloppy sounds of sex coming from across the hall. My parents were good fuckers. Many times I watched them from the hallway as my dad would mount my mom, always in the "good ol' missionary" position! She used to draw her legs up and open them wide. Then dad would put a gob of spit on two of his fingers and rub it all around her pussy hole before leaning forward and penetrating her cunt with his stiff, uncut cock. Then the thrusting would begin. Steady in and out motions mesmerized me while my mother would wiggle her ass up at him. I could hear the sweet gushy sounds of her "sex" swallowing his cock each time he plunged down. They fucked for many minutes until some kind of urgency seemed to develop, and my mother would be gasping and pleading for dad to keep going. "Don't stop," she'd utter over and over. Somehow dad kept from cumming until she would screech and writhe around with a huge orgasm, and then he would begin to fuck her with a different urgency. His thrusts got harder and the pace got faster. He would pound his pelvis into her sloppy cunt until he exploded and collapsed onto her fat breasts with his cock draining all of his baby making juices deep inside her cunt hole. Moments later he would roll off of her and sometimes he would go into the bathroom and soap up his cock and balls, and wash the sex juices away. Sometimes he would just roll over and fall asleep, evidenced by his deep breathing and then the snoring would begin. Not long after, mom would get out of bed, and wrap her naked, sexed body in a robe before she came into our room and made sure that my younger brother and sister and I were covered and tucked in. Most times I faked slumber as she leaned over me. Sometimes her robe fell open and her mommy mummeries would jiggle and swing from side to side as she tucked my blankets in. One thing that was always present was the strong smell of sex that emanated from her crotch where my father had blasted his load that was now mixed with her pussy juices. When she left the room I could smell the wispy lingering "funk" in the air as she partially closed the door to our room and went into the bathroom to have a piss. I would listen as her stream gushed into the toilet before she pulled the toilet paper and wiped between her legs. Sometimes I would hear a little sigh as she worked the paper over her lady bits. With all this lushes fucking going on around me, I was eager to feel girl skin against my boy parts and hoped for a time that I could do what I had observed so many times, and fell asleep listening to every night. My sister seemed to also desire to experiment and feel "these feelings". I remember bathing together with her and mom coming in to the bathroom and washing her little girl pussy in front of me in the tub. She stretched her outer pussy lips back and swished soapy water onto her inner lips. What caught my attention was the way her inner lips seemed to jut out and how dark in color and swollen they looked. Any time that we could get alone, even for a minute, we would reach into each others underwear, and fondle each other. It felt so good. Then one day when I was 10 years old, I got one of those childhood illnesses, and I had to stay home by myself, unattended, for the first time. I only mention this, because it is the turning point where my parents felt that they could sometimes leave us children alone while they went out. I must admit that whenever they went out and left us alone, we could hardly wait for the car to back off the driveway before I would have my sister's underwear around her ankles, and my erect cock would be poking out of my pants. It was problematic when our little brother was around, but he always seemed to want to play on his own, and he was easily bribed to stay away from us when we shut the bedroom door and needed to be alone. The first time that we tried to do more then just rub our crotches together, my sister was about 9 years old. My brother was away with our parents and we were left to do the dinner dishes before we could play. I did the washing, and she did the drying. When we heard the car back off the driveway, I put my hand under her dress and inside her panties and rubbed her ass. This was our sign. If we both wanted to play around, she would let me continue. If she wasn't in the mood she would move away. She didn't move away, but spread her little 9 year old legs so that I could reach down into her ass crack and further around to her warm moist pussy. I took her by the hand up to my bed room and got down on my knees in front of her. I reached up under her dress and slid her panties down around her ankles. She sat down on the edge of my bed and leaned back on her elbows with a tea towel still in one hand. She spread her knees open and I lifted her foot and unhooked her panties from her shoe. She had the most beautiful, little girl pussy. She had such snow white fleshy skin and had the finest soft pussy hair just beginning to appear above her little slit and on her outer lips. As she opened her legs, her pussy lips split open and the dark pink inner lips splayed wide. Her little cunt hole seemed to wink as the little fleshy parts separated. My cock was stiff. It was poking straight out in my pants. I was only 12, but it was so hard. I undid my pants and pushed them down to my knees. I can't remember ever being that hard since. No one ever forgets their first time! It was so ridged. My cock had no flexibility. It was rock hard and the knob had swollen and was dark purple. The cock head skin was stretched so tight that it was shiny. I moved in between her legs and used my hand to point it into her hole. It felt like it was going to break off. It slipped against her cunt lips! She shuddered. I set my knob on her entrance and began to push. It seemed to hurt her, and rather then going in, it seemed to dimple her soft lips inward. Instinctively I relaxed and let a gob of my spit fall from my pursed lips right onto the head of my prick where it was up against her flesh, just like my dad did to mommy. I pushed gently and pulled back and hurriedly bumped it against her. I pushed gently and in amazement watched as all her 9 year old cunt hole fleshy parts relaxed and opened up like tulip petals and her little cunny entrance swallowed my cock head. I almost passed out the felling was so good. She was so hot inside. My cock head felt like it was soaking in oil that was about to boil. Her wetness was slippery and her inner cunny lips enveloped my cock head. She involuntarily squeezed me as she shuddered again. I moved back and forth very gently. The feelings were so intense that I felt like I was being burned with fire. Heat permeated my nether parts and seemed to emanate from the bottom of my feet. My little balls tingled in a way that I had never felt before. I keep moving in and out that first little inch and in the midst of my intense sensations looked up and saw her gazing down at my disappearing knob as it stretched her pussy skin again and again. Her lips were pursed, and without coaching, she made these little gasps with tiny short breaths. God! We were so natural. I pushed in a bit further and she gasped! It felt like I'd hit something. She wanted to stop, and the feelings were so intense I was light headed anyway. I pulled out and saw some shiny syrup leaking out of my pee hole. I had never seen it before, and my sister's pussy was glistening in the bedroom light. Her inner lips were moist, dark pink and very swollen. We were breathless, and beads of perspiration were on our upper lips and foreheads. My little preteen heart was beating like a rabbit's heart and my head was spinning. We pulled our pants up and went back to the kitchen to finish the dishes. We hardly spoke. Both of us knew that things had changed forever! Everyone knows that once you have tasted the "fruit", there is no going back! It wasn't very long before I took her "cherry". It may have been uncomfortable for her, but she was inspired now that she knew why mommy had been making those sounds every night. We never saw anything other then the missionary position at home, so that is what we did. I'll never forget the "cherry popping". We were playing downstairs a few days later and she must have figured it was "time". She came over to me and grabbed my pants at the front and led me to a little cot that was in the basement. She pulled her pants down and lay down with her legs up and apart like we had seen mother do. My dick was instantly hard and I quickly dropped my pants around my ankles. My cock sprang up and was ready to do the "deed!" I didn't waste time trying to get it in this time, but did what my father did. I spit on my fingers and rubbed her cunny lips and pussy hole area making it good and wet. She began gasping and groaning softly and her eyes rolled up in her head. I put my fingers up to my mouth and spit again and put another gob of spit on her pussy. The pungent odor of her pissy pussy had filled my nostrils the second time and my stiff cock started to bob a dance as I got between her legs. I was thankful that the cot didn't have any springs to squeak as I entered the familiar first inch of her love tunnel. I was an impatient fucker this time and I plunged down into her and blasted through her maiden obstruction with my rock hardness. She gasped and shrieked quietly as I inflicted the pain that made my little girl sister into a little baby woman. We lay there without moving while tears welled up in her eyes. Her cunt muscles flexed involuntarily as the pain shot through her. The pain would cause her to flex uncontrollably which in turn caused her more her pain, but gave me intense pleasure. A couple a more flexes and I felt a boiling sensation in my balls. I had only ever cum in my pajamas late at night while my parents were in the throws of a hard fuck, but I had heard that if this stuff got inside a girl, her tummy could swell. I could feel the juice starting to squirt so I jerked my cock out of her as ropes of cum started splashing all over her, the cot and the floor. I cupped my hand under my cock head as the remaining cum oozed out. My cock had streaks of red blood on it. I looked around for something to wipe myself on. My pants were around my ankles and in my hand was my spent, but very stiff cock. Cum was dripping all over and there was blood oozing out of my sisters pussy. She had tears in her eyes and started to cry. I thought we were going to get the shit beat out of us. My sister pulled her pants up and went upstairs to mom crying that her "thing" was hurting. Mom asked, "What did you do?" "Nothing." I went to the laundry tubs and washed up quickly as I heard mom take my sister to the bathroom overhead. She was crying and my mother was consoling her. I got all cleaned up and straightened my clothes so that I could try and figure what to do next. I went back to the cot and rubbed the cum into the canvas fabric. To my amazement, my mother took my sister to my father and told him that she had begun to menstruate. Mom told her it was normal, and that soon it would show up once a month. For the time being it might not happen to regularly, but maybe she should lie down until she felt better. I sheepishly made my way upstairs and went to our room. My sister lay there with her back to me and wouldn't say anything. I figured that I had got off easy, but likely would never get to fuck her again. Boy was I ever wrong! A few weeks later, we were alone again and we were told to do the dishes before we could play. I was careful not to touch my sister, or do anything that she might tell mom about. After we were done, I went to our bedroom and pulled out my secret stash of porno "mags". My neighborhood friends shared whatever fuck "mags" that we could borrow or steal. Most pictures showed tits but there were no pussy pictures and never any pictures of people fucking back in the late 60's. I remember having one magazine though, that had a centerfold that was big titted and her bushy pussy faded down to the bottom of the page where it was out of focus. Most of the ink had been wiped away when my cum stains were cleaned off of her after I had wanked while looking at her picture. I lay on my bed and put my hand in my pants while I leafed through the dog eared pages. It was then that my sister came into the bed room bare ass naked and lay down on her back with her legs spread. I looked over and she giggled. I hurriedly put my worn mags away and for the first time took all my cloths off before I climbed onto her bed and covered her naked body with mine. She started to breath in gasps and the heat of our naked bodies burned our naked skin. She wrestled her legs free and opened them wide. I felt my stiff cock slip into her wetness. I maneuvered myself and felt my cock sliding up and down her slit. She opened up further and grabbed behind her knees with her hands. I rose up slightly without letting my erect cock lose contact with her love nest and when I felt my cock head dip into her entrance, I eased myself down. God, she was wet! I didn't need any spit this time. Slowly I rose up and we met each others thrusts. I had already primed my baby making juice with all the handling and pictorial stimulation, but I managed to get her into a rhythm of gasping and squeaking as I went in and out. Unfortunately, I could feel myself beginning to cum so I withdrew and was careful to catch it all in my cupped hand this time. I looked at her naked body as I stood there with my rigid shaft jerking its juice into my hand. Her little breast swellings had little girl, inverted nipples. I reached over and rubbed some cum juice into her tits and her hand made its way between her pussy lips. I watched her eyes roll back as she frantically frigged her little cunt. I just witnessed my little sister having an orgasm and it was one of the hottest things that I had ever seen. Over the next couple of years my sister began to develop, and I got to observe all the subtle changes to her body. The hair on her pussy became darker and much more course. Her little girl pussy lips became chubby and they swelled whenever I fondled her between her legs. Her hips and ass filled out and her waist narrowed. Her little chest swellings ballooned out into full lady breasts, but no matter what I did to her tit nipples, they always remained small and pink and inverted. The year she turned 12, she had a "lady" cleavage that was normally tucked into a bra that made her bulge out in front. This is the same time that my poor grandfather took very sick and for about 6 months before he died, my parents were always at the hospital visiting with him. Dad used to come home from work and eat quickly before he and mother would hurry off to the hospital. Visiting hours lasted until 8:30. My sister and I always had to cleanup after dinner and then we would leave my brother playing while I went to her bedroom to help her with her "homework". We would hardly get the door closed before she would strip off her clothes and climb into bed under the covers. I would take my clothes off, but I always placed them in order so that I could get dressed in a "flash". I would climb in beside her and we would hug and I would feel her tits and rub my fingers between her legs until her moist pussy juice appeared. That was all the foreplay we knew. As soon as she began to feel wet she would scoot over onto her back in the center of the bed and open her legs. I would mount her and she would raise her legs up as we began humping. She would thrust up and meet me as my bare cock sunk inside her right to the root. We fucked like rabbits with all the urgency of young people in heat. God, it was great! I don't think we ever copulated for more then 5 minutes and unfortunately for her, I never was able to make her cum before my youthful man seed would begin to boil and I would withdraw as the sperm laden creamy ropes would cascade out of my pee hole. I would jump away from her to avoid any cream from landing near her fertile womb. Sometimes when I pulled out, her pussy would make this lovely popping sound as it released its grip on my tool. She would roll over on her stomach and I watched as her hands went between her legs and her fingers wiggled into her pussy and disappeared into her crack. Moments later she would stiffen and her whole body would jerk as she got herself off. Usually I would dress and leave her room. Most times she put on a nightie and began her homework. Sometimes we would go back to the living room and play with our brother. When our parents returned home, we were all ready for a snack before going to bed. Once again I would fall asleep, listening to the sounds of my parents fucking, only these times I fell asleep with the satisfaction of that "spent" feeling in my balls and my cock as I ran my hands down into my pajamas. I loved the feeling of my warm and sticky cock. As I sat there in the chapel with the funeral service coming to a close, I tried to remember how many times that I had enjoyed my sister that spring time. She looked so sweet and virginal as I looked down at her. *** For the next few years we enjoyed each others bodies regularly, until I left home to go to college. We both met other people and married and my sister moved away, which ended our loving relationship. There are many times that I fall asleep now, many years later, dreaming of those times that our young preteen body's were melded into each other, and I ache to feel the tightness of her little pussy, and the stiffness that seems to have long since become only a memory. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 61