It was 1999. I was 14, and my sister was 13.
We didn't have an internet connection in our
house at the time, so I never got to see the
internet porn I was always hearing about. But
one day, I found a small box in my parent's
closet that contained about a half dozen VHS
porn tapes. Since my sister always went over
to her friend's house after school, and both
my parents worked full time, I had plenty of
time after school to enjoy them all to myself.
That went on for a few weeks, until the day
my sister came home unexpectedly. Usually
when she came home, it would take her a few
seconds to unlock the front door, which I
could hear and would give me enough time to
stop the movie, zip up, and pretend nothing
was happening. I would wait until she went
upstairs, then I would pack the movies away
back in my parents' closet and wait for the
next day. But on this day, she forgot her key
to the front door, so she went through the
side yard to get in through the back door in
our yard. Our sliding glass back door. That
you could see through into the living room
behind the back of somebody watching tv. I
don't know how long she watched me
watching our dad's porno. I know she couldn't
see me jerking off from there, but that didn't
make me feel any more at ease when I
suddenly heard the back door open and my
sister say "EWW! What are you watching!?"
Somehow, I managed to shove my dick back in
my pants and zip it up before she came over
to the couch, but I still had to explain how I
came to be watching porn. I decided to make
like I was watching it for the first time. I told
her that it belonged to dad, I just found it, I
had never seen a porno before and wanted to
see what all the fuss was about. My sister,
who was tomboyish enough that she was
never squeamish about anything rude, lewd, or
crude stood there and watched it with me for
a couple minutes before sitting down on the
couch. She clearly had never seen a porno
herself, and seemed fascinated.
We took turns making fun of the cheesy
dialogue, the absurd positions, and the stars'
ridiculously disproportional anatomy. It was
actually an enjoyable way to watch the movie,
though I still wished she hadn't interrupted
me. After a while, the movie ended and we put
them away since our parents would be coming
home soon. I expected that to be the end of it,
and that she would go over to her friend's
house tomorrow and leave me to my own
devices. But the next day, as I had just settled
in to watch one of them for the thousandth
time, I heard the front door unlock, and my
sister walked in. To my surprise, she sat right
down on the couch and asked me which porno
we were watching today. Since she was
obviously determined to watch it, I turned the
TV back to channel 3 and hit play. I began to
wonder if I would ever have any alone time
again. It's not like I was just going to ask her
to leave and let me whack off in peace.
After a few days, we had watched every porno
in our dad's collection. I began to notice that
every so often, in between making fun of the
action, she would ask me a question like
"What do you think that feels like?" or say
something like "That actually looks hot." One
day, after I made some comment about one
actress's nipples looking too pointy, my sister
waited a few seconds and then asked, "You
like these better?" I turned to look and saw my
sister holding her shirt up, showing me her
bra. I shied away, and she immediately
dropped it back down and laughed it off like a
joke. But I suddenly felt an urge towards my
sister like I had never felt before, and decided
that since she had made a sexual advance
towards me, (albeit just about the mildest one
possible) I decided it would be all right to
return the favor. I reached over and gave her
boob a quick squeeze, saying "Looks good to
me!" She pushed me off fairly hard, but she
was shrieking with laughter as she did it. I
went back over to my side of the couch and
pretended to turn my attention back to the
movie, but my mind was totally on what we
had just done. That was how it all started.
My sister never went over to her friend's house
after school anymore. We would both come
straight home and watch pornos. We only had
six or seven, so we were just rewatching the
same ones over and over, but we couldn't get
enough. We also got very used to making
overtly sexual remarks and gestures to each
other just to see if we could get a rise out of
each other. It often took the form of flashing.
Her tits, my dick, it was all fair game. As
crazy as it seems, it all just seemed normal by
that point.
One day, we were watching a scene where a
guy (with the most early 90's-looking mullet
you've ever seen) was eating a girl's pussy. I
said "I wonder if that actually tastes as good
as he's making it look?" About ten seconds go
by, then my sister said, "Do you want to find
out?" My heart immediately started racing.
"What do you mean?" I asked, though I was
pretty sure what she meant. "Do you want to
see what a pussy tastes like?" I couldn't
believe what I was hearing. "Uh...are you
asking me to eat you out?" I asked. "No, not
eat me out. But if you want, you can lick it to
see what it tastes like." Between getting used
to explicit sex and sexuality over the previous
couple weeks or so, and just being so
incredibly turned on, I said "Sure thing".
She unbuttoned her pants and pulled them
down to her ankles so she could spread her
legs. Her pussy was the one part of her body
that she had not flashed me yet, and now,
here I was about to lick it. I was more excited
than I think I have ever been. I got down on
my stomach and put my head between her
thighs. I didn't really stop to take anything in.
I was excited, but also very nervous. I closed
my mouth around her pussy and began
swirling my tongue around to taste every nook
and cranny. I would learn later that pussies
aren't normally super wet, it was just her
being so turned on. She gasped when my
tongue ran over her clit, but she didn't pull
away or push me away, so I kept going. I
licked her pussy as long as I thought I could
get away with it, then kept going anyway. I
knew she said she wasn't asking me to
actually eat her out, but she never got around
to stopping me.
I had never eaten a girl out before, so my
technique was pretty atrocious, but she was
so turned on by the situation that she
managed to cum anyway. After she came, she
pushed my head away and just lay there for a
few minutes, grinning and telling me how
wonderful it felt. I couldn't believe a) what we
just did, and b) how amazingly normal and
comfortable we both felt about it. I asked her
if she wanted to see what a cock tasted like,
and she eagerly said yes. I pulled my pants
off in record time, and my cock sprung out
like it was on a literal spring. She touched it
first, jerking me off a little bit before leaning
over and taking the head in her mouth. Her
technique wasn't very good, either. But I still
came in about 30 seconds. I didn't let her
know I was cumming, and got one good shot
in her mouth before she pulled away and let
the rest shoot straight up and all over me and
the couch.
We never even bothered with the pornos after
that. We would just come home from school,
go straight to one of our rooms, get naked
and go down on each other. All the saturation
of sex that we got from the pornos and our
little games was enough to make it all just
seem like harmless fun. I asked her (I think
the very next day) if she wanted to go all the
way, but she refused. She wasn't on birth
control, and how were a couple of kids
supposed to get condoms without anyone
noticing? A couple weeks went by before I
made the discovery of a lifetime. There was a
basket of condoms in the school nurse's
office. Upon making the discovery, I hung out
by the office every chance I got, waiting until
a moment when nobody was looking, then ran
in and grabbed a handful. Pocketing them, I
ran back out and had the longest second half
of a school day in my life.
When we got home, we both went into her
room and got naked as usual. That's when I
sprung my little surprise on her and showed
her about 15 condoms that I had swiped at
school. I was a little shocked when she still
said she didn't want to actually have
intercourse. She told me earlier it was about
us being unprotected, but it turned out she
just couldn't bring herself to go that far,
especially with her own brother, despite
everything that we had already done. I was
disappointed, but figured that if I pushed too
hard, she wouldn't even suck my dick
anymore.
The next night, at around midnight, my sister
snuck into my room, naked. I was glad and
relieved to see her. We hadn't done anything
since I showed her the condoms, and I was
worried that she didn't want to do anything
with me anymore, period. She lay down on her
back in front of me and asked me "Do you still
have those condoms?" I did, of course. Then
she said, "Okay, let's do it." After asking her
about five times if she was being serious, I
opened up my backpack, where I had been
keeping them, and grabbed a few. I was so
excited I actually tore the first one just trying
to get it on. My sister was busy getting
herself wet, and I was already rock hard.
Finally, I got a condom on right and got in
front of her. Holding my dick, I guided the
head into her opening and pushed. Words
can't describe how good her pussy felt around
my cock. She obviously thought so too, since
she let out a surprisingly loud moan as soon
as I entered her. We spent the next hour and a
half just fucking every which way we could
think of. Some positions were surprisingly
unworkable, but others were pure bliss. We
went until we were too sore and chafed to
continue, then cuddled for a while before she
finally went back into her own room for the
night. To this day, it remains one of the best
nights of my life.
For the next year, we spent every afternoon
after school, and a few nights besides, just
having sex. The greatest was the day she was
pretty sure her birth control had finally kicked
in, and we were able to go bareback from then
on. It was a hell of a feeling hanging out at
school, listening to the other guys talk about
getting laid all the time, and knowing from
experience that they were full of shit. After a
year or so, out of the blue, she suddenly got a
boyfriend, which meant she didn't feel right
having any kind of sexual contact with me
anymore. I was disappointed, but always knew
in the back of my mind that what we had
couldn't last forever. Her new boyfriend didn't
last, and she went for while between
relationships. Even so, our sexual relationship
eventually tapered off to the point where we
were doing stuff maybe once every week or
two, if that. We had sex for the last time the
day before I left for college. I missed it for a
while after that, but there were other girls in
college who were willing to take my mind off
it. And they were all surprised at just how
experienced I seemed to be at 18 years old. ;)
