0 comments/ 196626 views/ 7 favorites Baby Sister By: Teflon One of John's best mates was Dan. They had gone to college together, and had remained close friends throughout the whole of university, even though they were miles apart. Dan had two younger sisters, Marie was the older of the two and about 3 years younger than Dan and Tammy was the youngest, about 6 years younger than Dan. Dan was a good looking man, and never had trouble getting women, much to John's annoyance. All three of the siblings had blonde hair, which puzzled John as the both parents were dark haired. Marie wasn't a very attractive girl, quite overweight, massive saggy breasts and spots. The good-looking genes had obviously skipped one and went straight for Tammy. Tammy was gorgeous; John had watched her grow-up with intrigue, from being an annoying pre-teen brat, through the beginnings of puberty to the present day, the maturing stage. John always got on with both of the girls, always gave them a hug and a kiss when he saw them. Recently though, his hugs with Tammy had been becoming more frequent and more sensual, not the normal quick 'c ya later' hug, but tight hugs that would last for a good few seconds. Tammy would do this only when Dan was out of the room though. Tammy was a petite girl, about 5'3, with a very slim, yet well proportioned figure. She had a very pretty face with not a blemish on it. For her age she had a very sexy body, slim legs, a perfect little ass and a nice pert pair of breasts. It was Christmas time, and Dan was having a small party, all of his and John's mates from collage. John would get there early, as he had been to his work Christmas bash. John's boss was very rich, and had taken John and a couple of other people to London, for a meal and a trip to a lap-dancing club. In London the Champagne flowed and the wine was gulped. It was about six o'clock when his boss's chauffeur dropped of John at Dan's house. He stumbled out of the car and walked to the front door. He was early for the party, and thought he could sleep on the sofa for a couple of hours. He rang the doorbell and stood back. Tammy opened the door, and gave a big radiant smile to John. "Hello Tammy, may I come in?" John said in a stumbling fashion. "Of course you can darling" she replied As he went through the door, Tammy wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself close to John. John held her instinctively, and tried not to stumble. Tammy held him for what seemed ages to John, she then released him slightly and gave him a kiss on the lips, a long deep kiss. John being pissed just stood there and let it happen. "Where Dan?" John asked "He's had to go and pick up Katy from the train station." "Oh I didn't his girlfriend was coming, when will he be back?" "He's only just gone, so probably about 1 hour and a half." Tammy said. "Do u mind if I sleep on your couch? I'm a bit pissed, I wan sleep it off for tonight so I can do it again." "Knock yourself out!" John walked through the living room, removed his suit jacket and his tie, and collapsed on the sofa. He just sat in the middle, feet on the coffee table and rested his head back on the cushion. He soon drifted away, only to be woken up by Tammy. She walked in the living room in her dressing gown, having just taken a shower. John opened his eyes slightly and took good look at her body through the thin cotton dressing gown. She was so sexy John thought to himself, her legs were slender, her ass was tight, and her breasts were firm. She sat down in front of him on a beanbag to watch the telly, her gown was short, and she showed a lot of thigh. John looked intently at her, her silky soft thigh, and her long wet hair. As he stared at her, she moved about to get comfortable. This caused her gown to ride up more, as she sat sideways to him, he could now see the bottom of her ass cheek, soft and round. This got John exited, his cock started to twitch, which was completely unexpected considering the amount he had drunk. John was still pretending to be asleep, his eyes slightly ajar so as not to alert Tammy to his peeping. As John kept watching, Tammy would every so often flash a glance at him. Then all of a sudden she swung around on the beanbag; her legs were tightly shut as she faced John. John was sure she though he was passed out. "John are you awake? John, John." Tammy shouted. John just lay there, squinting through a tiny gap in his eyelids. He said nothing, just laying there not moving. "Good" she whispered. With that Tammy slowly parted her legs, to reveal a beautiful little pussy. A small blonde patch of pubic hair, and tight pussy lips. As John looked in amazement at this sight, his cock soon reacted, pushing against his trousers. He noticed that her lips were glistening with her juices, and he came to the conclusion that she must have been fingering herself while in the shower. Tammy then leaned back, all the way over the beanbag, spreading her legs wider. John opened his eyes fully; to be greeted by her tight little wet pussy smiling at him. John was in heaven, his cock was as hard as rock, showing an obvious bulge in his trousers, but Tammy was leaning back with her eyes closed and couldn't see a thing. Just as John thought things couldn't get any better, Tammy's right hand slipped over her leg and started to stroke her pussy, running her fingers around her now puffy wet lips. She ran her fingers up the full length of her slit, gently breaking the surface. As she did this she let out a series of low moans. John couldn't take it anymore, he slipped his hand down, and slid it under his trousers and grasped his hard throbbing cock, and he started to slowly stroke it, trying to not making any noise. Tammy kept sliding her fingers over her pussy; she then started to focus on her clit, rubbing it in concentric circles, which was met by loader moans of pleasure. Her free hand moved into view, she slipped around her pussy and pushed a finger deep inside her, at which point a little gasp was let out. Tammy slid her finger in and out of her wet hole while her other hand rubbed on her clit, she then slid another finger into her hole, and started to push her fingers in deeper, harder and faster. John was now stroking his cock vigourously, trying hard not to moan, his head was so tender, he could sense pre-cum oozing from his tip. Tammy was making loud noises now and she violently thrusted her finger in and out of her pussy, then all of a sudden she let out a low, deep groan, her body jolted all over and juice started to drip from her hands. John saw his chance, he took his hand from his trousers and crept of the sofa and around to where Tammy was lying, he positioned himself in-between her legs, he could smell her musky scent which turned him on even more that he already was. He took a gamble and placed his hands on Tammy's thighs, expecting to be met be fiery resistance. All that happened was Tammy rose her head and smiled at him. With this John slide his tongue along her inner right thigh, sliding it all the way down to her sweet, wet pussy. He licked his tongue all around her pussy lips; he tasted how sweet she was. He found her swollen bud, and ran his tongue around it, gently flicking the tip of his tongue over her hard bud. This sent Tammy back into her routine of low deep moans, along with heavy erratic breathing. As John licked, and sucked on her clit, he slide a finger into her wet, tight hole, he was amazed at how tight she was and thought to himself it was going to be great to stick his hard cock in her. His finger was soon covered in her juices, he pulled it out and moved it slowly down to her ass hole, where he gently probed, waiting for a response from Tammy, it was met with more moans, and a thrust of her hips to try and meet his finger. With this John pushed his finger gently into Tammy tiny little ass hole. This sent shock waves through her petite body, a long low groan escaped from her mouth. John continued to suck hard on her clit and push his finger deep into her ass. "Ohhhhhh, this is sooooooooo good John!" Tammy screamed "I'm gonna cum again. OOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooo." Tammy's whole body spasmed, as she let out a large moan and started to cum all over John's face as he sucked on her clit. Her juices flowed out as John lapped up as much as he could, as it dripped from his chin. He removed his finger from her ass, and pushed it deep into her hole to release as much cum from her as he could. When he finished John sat up and looked at her, admiring her beautiful young body, he thigh glistening with cum. She again looked at him, panting, and smiled sweetly, then laid back and closed her eyes again. John took off his shirt, and pulled his trousers and boxers of, revealing a large throbbing cock, about 7 inches look, laid straight against his stomach. He kissed her once more on her pussy, then slowly kissed his way up past her navel; he undid her gown and pushed it to the side, revealing her flat stomach, and her small but pert tits. Her nipples were hard, sticking up to attention. John rubbed his hands all over her breasts, slowly kneading them, rubbing the palms of his hands over hard, sensitive nipples. He bent over her pushing himself on top of her and started to suck alternatively on her nipples, rolling them over with his tongue, nibbling at them. He continued to move up when he finally met Tammy's face, he looked at her intently, she was gorgeous. Tammy opened her eyes, and they kissed, slipping her tongue into John's mouth. She reached her hand down and wrapped it around his warm, hard, throbbing cock, slowly stroking applying pressure to his swollen head. "I want you in me!" Tammy whispered. With that John pushed him self up her, as she guided his cock to her wet lips. John pushed the tip into her, she let out a gasp and held on tight to John, she was so tight, he thought he wouldn't fit. He gently pushed himself into her completely, he could feel her walls tensing and squeezing his cock, the sensation was amazing. He started to work up a slow rhythm, as he pushed his cock in and out, slowly at first but working up a good fast pace. They locked themselves together, their tongues dancing together as their bodies entwined. John started to work up to a frenetic pace, thrusting his cock deep into her, his big balls slapping against her ass. Tammy was groaning and breathing heavily, she started to bite his neck, so as not to let out the screams of passion. All of a sudden Tammy placed one hand on John's ass cheek, squeezing it tightly, then to his surprise and to his great pleasure, she started to play around with his chocolate starfish, tickling it. "Go on, please." John begged. Tammy brought her finger to her mouth and sucked it, covering it in saliva, then putting it back in his ass, then all of a sudden, she rammed it deep into his ass hole, this was met by a large deep moan by John. As he fucked Tammy, he could feel her finger in his tight sensitive ass. The sensation for John was unbearable, he felt he legs lock up, his balls tighten. "AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhHHHHH" he yelled He shot thick wads of cum deep into Tammy's pussy. As soon as she felt the warm cum inside her, Tammy went over the edge herself. She removed her finger and dug her hands deep into his back, and wrapping her legs around John buttocks, pulling his cock deep into her pussy, as wads of cum shot into her pussy. The two lay there for a while, holding each other. John sat up, with a large contented grin on his face. Tammy sat up and smiled at him, she kissed him and slid her head down, and grabbed his cock in her hand. She ran her tongue up the length of his shaft, and then she took the whole of it in her warm mouth, sucking all of their juices of him, sticking his tongue in his tip. She rose up when she finished and kissed John passionately, the taste of her juices and his cum together, was very sensual to John. So he pushed her back on the beanbag again and buried his head between her thighs, licking all the juices of her thighs, and her ass, sucking hard at her pussy, getting all the juices he could from her went hole. When he finished he tied Tammy's gown back up, kissed her and stood up, took his clothes and went and got changed in the toilet. As he got changed, he heard the door open, and his mate Dan walk in, this was met by a long sigh of relief from John. He flushed the toilet so as to keep the pretence that he had been to the toilet, walked out and greeted John with a hand shake, out of the corner of his eye he saw Tammy walk up the stairs, she smiled and winked at John. He knew that they would continue to have brilliant sex for as long as they could, without being caught by his mate, her big brother. Baby Sister I looked into the wild blue eyes of my older sister, Sandy. "You always know how to have a good time, sis. Is Harry coming along?" "My boyfriend wouldn't miss your sixteenth birthday for the world, Nell," she giggled. "Of course he's coming along. Who did you think my date was going to be?" She stared into my sad, brown eyes. "The bigger question is who's going to be your date?" "Nobody," I mumbled. I'd never been so much as kissed. Truth be told, I was somewhat jealous of my sister. Her own 18th birthday was only a few weeks away. As a senior in high school, her perfect life was complemented by her perfect boyfriend. Harry was tall, chiseled and blond-haired: his own 18th birthday was just 2 weeks after Sandy's. Sandy's body, thick without being fat and with ample curves, drew lots of attention from boys. Her rounded rump and large chest were her best assets, and her clothing, while never slutty, certainly ensured they drew attention. Her long, flowing red hair [my mom was a beautiful redhead in her time] completed the package. My own build was very thin, with barely-there breasts [perhaps B-cups at best], no curves and not much butt. My mousy-brown hair, courtesy of my father, completed the "ignore me" picture. I'd never been asked for a date in my life, and my sophomore year at the same high school as the immensely popular Sandy accentuated the fact that I was a nobody. If I had a nickel for every time someone said in disbelief, "YOU'RE Sandy's sister? I was expecting someone prettier," I'd have a stack of nickels that could reach the Moon. The only male my age who even acknowledged my presence on the planet was Harry, interestingly enough. When at the house spending time with Sandy, he'd come over when she was busy in some way [normally because she was talking on the phone] and smile at me. "How you doing today, Baby Sister?" He almost never called me "Nell." It was always "Baby Sister," or sometimes, if he was being particularly nice, "hon." Sandy seemed to like him more because he didn't pretend I didn't exist. One time he even spent several hours helping me with a big school project. For a few minutes, as we waited in the library, he held my hand. That had been the only physical contact I'd ever had with a boy my age, except for when one of the jocks was fighting another one in the halls and got punched out. He fell against my legs and knocked me down. "We can't have that," Sandy said, with a rare frown. My sister, because she's so popular, always seems to be in a good mood... unlike me. "You can't be dateless at your sweet sixteen party." "Why not?" I grumped. "Why should it be different than any other time?" My sister ignored my complaint. "Let's see. Harry's friend Michael has a younger brother who's a sophomore. Darrell. You could have him be your date." "We both know Darrell doesn't know I exist," I snapped. "Nell, don't be such a sourpuss," Sandy chided. "Make him notice you. Dress sexy. Stop wearing all that baggy stuff. Show off your figure. And for the love of all that's holy don't wear a bra. Wear a tight T-shirt and jiggle." "What figure?" I muttered darkly. "And there's nothing there TO jiggle, bra or no bra." Darrell never did notice me. I went dateless to the Sweet Sixteen party... as expected. Harry pulled me into a quick one-armed hug as he gave me his present, and I blushed violently. The months went by, and soon enough Sandy and Harry were graduating. Harry was going to college at the local major institution part-time while he worked at a computer company -- he'd been interning there three summers -- but Sandy was going to Harvard. It would be the first time they'd been separated in years. "Write to me," Harry told her, as he attended Sandy's going-away dinner at our house. "And I'll see you over Christmas break, love." "And Thanksgiving," Sandy giggled. "Write to ME, too," I reminded my sister. "I'll write both of you every week," Sandy promised. "Don't worry too much about Baby Sister," Harry smiled. He mussed my hair affectionately. "I'll keep her safe for you." "Safe?" Sandy smirked. "I know she'll be safe. I want you to make sure she doesn't become a total hermit!" Harry teasingly punched me in the shoulder, lightly. "I think it's too late for that, honey." He leaned forward and gave Sandy a deep kiss. One thing I was interested in was fabrics. That was pretty much my only interest, in fact. Harry helped me find a part-time job in a local fabric store, for 2 hours after school on weekdays and all day Saturdays. "Just remember to keep up with your schoolwork, Baby Sister. I'll tutor you if necessary." In one subject, it did prove to be necessary. I had survived algebra as a freshman, and as a sophomore geometry wasn't difficult because it was shapes and not abstract thinking, but trigonometry had me bollixed. I wasn't more than 3 weeks into my junior year before calling Harry. "Help!" I told him. "This trigonometry is kicking me in the head." "No problem, Baby Sister. Math was my strong point in high school." Harry was very patient. He worked with me every day after school, after I would return from my job. When my first test was coming up, he stayed extra late, and my mom made him dinner. When we returned to trig, I managed a half hour more before throwing my hands in the air. "Harry, I can't do any more of this. I need a breather." "Okay, Baby Sister. Take five." I sat on my bed, and Harry sat next to me. "You're doing well, Baby Sister. I know you don't see it, but I do. You're making wonderful progress." I let my body slump against his, and he wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "I'm glad you think so. This stuff is all so complicated." He pulled me more tightly against his strong, comforting body. "Nell, trust me, you can learn this stuff." I turned my face towards his, our lips inches apart. "Nell, huh? Not Baby Sister? Harry, you're very sweet and wonderful in many ways. Sandy is insanely lucky to have you for a boyfriend." Harry leaned forward slightly, and his lips rested against mine for a moment. "She's lucky to have you, Baby Sister." He pulled back. "Now let's finish prepping you for that test." Sandy came back for Thanksgiving, and on the surface, things were still perfect between her and Harry. They even made out on the sofa when my parents were out [and yes, I was jealous of her as I secretly observed them.] She was all over him, pulling his organ out and stroking him to climax while he used his hand to bring her pleasure as well. [They're both 18 now, and can do what they want, I thought, somewhat bitterly.] But after she went back, Harry talked to me after one of our tutoring sessions. "Something seemed a little off with Sandy, Baby Sister," he said. "It's like her body was there, but she wasn't. She didn't seem as close to me as usual." I pressed my tiny frame against his muscular body and tried to get my arms all the way around his chest. I could barely do so. "I'm sorry, Harry," I whispered. "I think you're wonderful." He held me close. "Thanks, Baby Sister." He looked at me, examining me with his eyes, as if trying to decide something. "Maybe..." "Maybe what?" I prompted, after he had gone silent for a while. He shook his head. "No... I don't think so." But then he stopped. "Actually... belay that. I think... well, let me think about it." He leaned down and for the second time, kissed me. This time he actually pressed his lips, gently, against mine. When he pulled away, I gave him a loving look. "I'm always here for you, Harry." He smiled. "I know, Baby Sister." "I like when you call me Nell," I informed him. Harry frowned, thinking. "I'm just not sure yet... but if I fall in love with you, I promise to only call you Nell. Right now, you're still Baby Sister." I nodded and this time I initiated the kiss. He didn't object as I pressed my lips against his. "I have some thinking to do, Baby Sister," Harry murmured as we broke the kiss. "I know you've always cared for me. I could see it whenever I was here with Sandy." "You were always the one boy who acknowledged my existence," I replied. When Christmas came around, Sandy acted much more distant towards Harry. "I just don't know," she told me. "He's absolutely wonderful, and loyal. I know if I asked him to, he'd wait for me. But... I don't know If I want to be tied down." "I wouldn't mind being tied down," I told her. "I know," Sandy said. "You'll make a great housewife to some lucky man one day, Nell." When Sandy went back, Harry told me the news. "She broke it off. She doesn't want to be committed to just one person." I looked him directly in his eyes. "But I do." Harry gave me a million-dollar smile. "I know, Baby Sister." Then he kissed me. I melted into his arms. "I think you know who the one person I have in mind is." Harry laughed. "You mean little ol' me?" I nodded. "I just don't want to feel like I'm betraying your sister. I spent all that time with her, and to end up with... Nell... instead..." I held him tightly. "You're such a sweet person." Sandy returned in the summer. "Ready for senior year, Nell? Your 18th birthday is coming up, too." I looked at Harry. "This time I have a date." Sandy smiled. "I kind of figured you two would end up together. You just had to wait for me to let him go, Baby Sister." "What about you?" I asked her. "Oh, me? I'm not cut out for marriage and housewife stuff. I'll flit from man to man." Harry laughed. "Enjoy yourself, Sandy. I'll be fine with Nell. I want to marry her as soon as she graduates." He dropped to one knee and pulled out a box. My jaw dropped open. When I finished gaping, I jumped into his arms. "Yes! Yes!" Sandy smiled. "I'll be your maid of honor." I held tightly to my fiance. "How long have you been planning this?" He smiled. "Since Christmas. Sandy's been helping me make preliminary wedding preparations, and she's the one who picked out the rings. She knew your size." I turned to my sister. "You're full of surprises." "Baby Sister, as soon as I knew I wasn't going to be with Harry, I started encouraging him to court you." Harry held me tightly. "Where do you want to go on our honeymoon, Nell? There's a town an hour away with a wonderful little inn and a romantic beach." "Sounds fabulous." My 18th birthday came and went. I graduated, asked the fabric store for two weeks off, and the wedding was a small but nice affair. We were in the honeymoon suite with the blinds drawn and soft, romantic lighting, and Harry turned to me. "I've never even seen you naked, Nell." "As you probably suspect, I'm a virgin," I told him as I started to remove my wedding gown. "So am I, Nell. Your sister and I fooled around a bit but never actually had sex." We both undressed somewhat shyly, but soon enough we were naked and lying on the bed. We kissed again. So far, that was the extent of what we had done with each other. This time, I pressed my tongue against Harry's lips, and he allowed me to explore his mouth. His own tongue probed mine. When we broke for air, I looked questioningly at him. He whispered, "Let me guide you, Nell." Since he had never had sex before either I thought it might be kind of the blind leading the blind, but I nodded. Harry kissed my neck, softly at first but as I shivered and a moan escaped my lips, he increased the intensity and then nibbled on my flesh. I shuddered as his tongue traced down towards my chest. He left a trail of slow, soft kisses through my almost nonexistent cleavage. His large hands cupped my pert breasts. "These are very nice," he whispered. "Breasts don't have to be massive to be attractive." With that, he gently took my nipples and rolled them between his fingertips. I felt little pulses of pleasure shoot through my body. He removed his hands and began caressing my skinny legs. His touch was delicate. Simultaneously, his mouth closed around one of my eraser-point nipples and his tongue circled it tenderly. "Oh, Harry," I purred. He continued to stimulate my chest gently, alternating his mouth between my breasts, and his hands worked their way up to my thighs. I quivered with pleasure. Harry lifted his head from my chest and spread my legs. "I've never done this before," he whispered. "But I'd like to try." With that he carefully extended his tongue and ran it slowly along my slit. I gasped in pleasure. "Mmmm, Nell," he whispered. He probed along my slit with his tongue and found a small nub. When his tongue touched it, I thrashed with pleasure. He licked it repeatedly, and my body seemed to go into wild spasms. I felt a gusher of liquid shoot from my genital area. Harry licked it off my skin and smiled. He then lay on his back with his legs spread. "Your turn to explore, Nell." I kissed his neck, the way he had kissed mine, and felt him shiver. I experimentally caressed his chest with my small hands, and that drew a soft moan. Encouraged, I left a soft trail of kisses down to his chest. He purred as my tongue touched his nipple. I kissed his nipples, alternating back and forth, and he smiled. I put my hands on his muscular legs and softly began caressing his flesh. Harry's smile grew larger and I could feel pulses of pleasure shooting through his skin. I kissed his chest some more, then lifted my head and adjusted my position. I kissed his powerful legs. "You're a good kisser, Nell." I moved my lips and tongue upwards, first to his knees, then his thighs. I noticed his thick pole sticking straight up and twitching slightly. Curious, I moved my lips that direction, kissing his balls while trying to wrap my hand around him. I could barely manage it. I noticed his pole twitch more as I continued to kiss his balls. I moved my lips to his shaft, kissing upwards slowly from the base. When I reached the head, I extended my tongue and gave it an experimental lick. Harry's moan of approval encouraged me, and I parted my lips and took the tip in my mouth. I circled my tongue around the tip. "I think I'm ready to try having sex," I whispered. "Okay, Nell," Harry replied. "For the first time, I'm supposed to be slow and gentle. At least that's what Sandy told me. Her exact words were 'If you hurt Baby Sister while making love to her, you'll end up six feet under.' So, gentle it is." "Sounds good, Harry," I murmured. He laid me down on my back and spread my legs. He rubbed the head of his shaft softly against my slit, and I felt more fluids beginning to leak out of me. He thoroughly coated his organ with my liquids and then slowly began to push inward. "There will be some pain when I first break your barrier," he purred. "That's normal. It only happens once." He continued to push in, very slowly, and I felt resistance build. Then there was a tearing sensation within me, a sharp pain, and Harry stopped. "I'll let your body adjust for a moment." "Okay, love," I squeaked, trying not to scream from the pain. But Harry was as good as advertised. He let my body relax for a moment, then pushed his way slowly inward until his whole length was encased within me. He pulled back, equally slowly, then moved inward again. He very gradually increased the pace to a gentle rhythm. And the pain did indeed change to a very pleasurable sensation. "Enjoying yourself now, honey?" Harry murmured. I nodded. "Yes, love." He continued to slide in and out, steadily and gently. Pulses of pleasure shot through me, faster and faster. "What now, Harry?" "Are you ready to get pregnant, or not yet?" he asked. "I'd like nothing better," I husked. Harry continued easing in and out of me. As he slid in, my body felt more and more happy. Suddenly, my legs locked around Harry's hips and my box clamped and spasmed around his pole. I could feel him spurting hot liquid within me. We lay still, spent, for a long moment. Harry slid out of me and lay down next to me, tiredly wrapping an arm around my tiny frame. "You were wonderful, Nell. How did you like your first time?" "I loved it," I whispered. "You're a wonderful man." Sometime during that honeymoon, I did get pregnant. Two children later, and 10 years after our marriage, my wonderful husband still loves "Baby Sister" unconditionally. And Sandy often comes by to spend time with her two nephews... and her sister. Baby Sister Pt. 01 My baby sister isn't that young anymore. She's taking her nurses degree and I'm proud of her. She's the prettiest little thing and I know and she's even prettier when she looks after older people. She's turning 22 this year and still can't fix her own leaking sink which is fine because I do. As I turned 29 she told me that I should get my prostate checked. I questioned why because I'm not medically in check with my body. I work out and eat well so I always figured that's enough but she insisted. So one day I finally gave in and said I'll talk to my doctor and she was quick to offer to do it. She said : "Do you really want an old lady sticking her finger up you? Anyway, I can do it in the privacy of your own home!" She said with a very professional face. Of course I was wary due to all the dangers involved. This is my sister and yes she's hot and I've known her forever. But I figured that it's a prostate check and it'll be fine, she can refer me to a hospital of she finds anything suspicious. I agreed to it She said "I'll see you Wednesday and don't bother wearing any pants!" I was nervous. I mean, what if I had prostate cancer? I did some reading and it seems more common than I thought. But I just need to do it, after all, she loves me. Wednesday came, the doorbell rang and I came let her in my boxers and a T-shirt. She had a white blouse on with long grey work pants. Her hair was in a ponytail and her makeup was light but sweet. As she took of her shoes she went to get a glass of water. After we had a brief chat about random things she asked if I was ready in a very excited tone. "Why are you so excited?" I asked. "Because it's you silly, BTW, this might take like half an hour or so," she said. "But I read online that you should be done in a few minutes or less?" "Well yeah but I'm a fresh graduate and I need some practice, don't worry, I'll make this as comfortable for you as I can, anyway, I used to watch you masturbate when you were in highschool so I know all about your 'junk'," she said. "You what??" "Come on, we were all in one room and what did you expect? I could hear you fapping away. Did you think I didn't know just because I was 12? I already knew how to touch myself then," she told me calmly. I must admit that I didn't know what to make of it but I knew I had a hard in which needed to go away fast. I told her that I needed to go take a shower and I did, a very very cold one which did the trick. So after my quick shower she took my by the hand and dragged me to my living room. She sat on the couch and positioned me facing her. She took my towel off with a "well hello there big boy! Seen a lot of action lately? I bet you've been working hard on them ladies huh?" She said smiling at me with a wink which slightly aroused me. She took out a small tube of gel and put on one latex gloves. Lubricated and told me to relax. She started my massaging my ass hole before slowly penetrating it. I let out a small gasp and she asked "are you OK? How do you feel?" I replied "it feels fine, thanks for being gentile." She smiled and continued. After about a minute of what felt like random fingering I felt something, something that aroused me, something that gave me a weird sexual sensation. When I looked down I realized that I was rock hard erect and she had her eyes wide open on my dick. She said "hello, nice to see you awake, I didn't think you'd like this". She turned to me and said "You know your cock is nice and big? I mean it's a nice 7-7 and ½ inches with a great girth and all the veins popping out. I bet girls love sucking it don't they?" I was a bit speechless because I felt like I was about to cum and I was...I could feel it. She seemed focused, I didn't know what she was doing but before I knew it I was moaning and let out powerful stream of cum shooting out of my dick. I couldn't help but moan loudly. Some of it hit her blouse and she gasped and giggled in excitement and as I was cumming I could feel her push her fingers in deeper. Her face was blushing but she looked so happy and excited and I was caught up in the moment of my own orgasm that I forgot it was my sister. I crumbled to my knees in a mild sweat and asked "did you do that on purpose??" She said "no, but I have heard that the right pressure on a prostate can make a man cum." As she withdrew her finger from my asshole and got up, she went to the bathroom to leave me to catch my breath. End of Part 1.