21 comments/ 255892 views/ 78 favorites Brother and Sister Watch TV Ch. 01 By: oldenglishman This happened many years ago, but is still as fresh in my mind today as ever. Even now as I pass into my mid-fifties, I still become aroused and excited as I recall a time when things were much more innocent. I was the only boy among many sisters, all of whom are older than me except one. I suppose over the years I had been fortunate to catch the odd glimpse of a sisters' breasts, perhaps the occasional naked bottom, and I do recall seeing the pubic hair of one of the older girls once. All that was way before the incident I am about to share with you. Although I was at an age when I should have been going with girls, at 18 I was a bit shy and still very innocent (having not actually been with one). I lived a very sheltered life until I was much older. I took a lot of flack from young men my own age who I worked with; they were constantly asking when I was going to "break my duck". I hated them for it. Our house was full of girls; I was becoming more aware of how delightful the female form was, and so I was also increasingly horny, and as time went on, I became desperate. In the early 1970's television stations used to shut off around midnight, and you hardly ever saw any naked flesh on the screen except perhaps in the late night horror flick shown on Friday nights. I always stayed up late after everyone had gone to bed in the hope of seeing a pair of tits (you could almost guarantee some nakedness in the old Dracula films) and I would wank myself off as I ogled these lovely ladies, keeping my ears open for any movement from upstairs. One particular night I was gearing myself up to watch a horror film as everyone had wandered off to bed, but one of my sisters, Christine, who was about a year and a half older then me, decided to stay up and watch the TV with me. I was totally disappointed and quickly switched the TV to another channel so my sister couldn't see what I was about to watch. After a few minutes of watching something totally boring, Christine suggested we turn over to see what else there was on. She slipped off the settee and knelt in front of the box turning the channel selector. She eventually came to what she thought was the best selection of the three channels we had. "Is this OK, Mart?" she asked. I said it was; but then, I knew it was: it was my horror flick. We sat together on the settee and began to watch it. Soon the brides of Dracula began to appear and they looked as sexy as hell in what looked like transparent white gowns,you could clearly see the shape of their tits and also their erect nipples. If I had been alone as usual my cock would have been out and I would have been stroking it. I could feel myself getting hard as I watched the screen. Christine glanced over at me and teased, "So this is why you stay up late on Fridays!" I tried to defend myself, saying it wasn't, but she was having none of it. "You naughty boy, Martin; I didn't realize what my little brother was up to." There was a smile on her face, so I knew she was only teasing but I still felt embarrassed. Again I attempted to voice my innocence. She told me not to worry and that she was only teasing. We continued to watch in silence, and I was getting hornier by the minute as things got hotter on the box. It was perhaps nothing compared to today's standards but pretty racy for then, especially when you are watching it with your big sister. There was a scene which I will always remember because it was so hot and it had such an effect on Christine. There was a particular bride of Dracula who was extremely voluptuous (very similar to Christine) and sported a heavy looking pair of breasts. She was writhing about straddling this gravestone, dressed in a gown which seemed to hug those big tits, and she was gyrating her hips, swaying to and fro. After a few moments of this suspense, she slowly removed her gown! Fucking hell! What a magnificent pair of tits and most certainly worthy of a wank. I tried not to look at Christine; both of us were glued to the screen. Dracula's bride gyrated her hips vigorously and her heavy tits swayed. This was the hottest of horror flicks I had seen and I was desperate to stroke my aching cock, if only Christine wasn't here with me. Next, the bride lay down on top of the gravestone and began to writhe about, her hands moving up and caressing those big, heavy tits. She was thrusting her hips upwards, and soon a hand moved between her legs; you couldn't see anything much but we knew she was rubbing her pussy through the material of her panties. She kept thrusting her hips up and down lifting her arse off the ground. Christine threw a quick glance over at me. I was glad we were lit only by the dim flickering glow of the television screen. The scene seemed to go on for ages, but eventually it faded out and the film continued. Christine looked at me and drew in a deep breath and blew it out again in a heavy sigh before speaking. Her voice was shaking as she whispered, "Phew! Bloody hell, that was sexy, wasn't it?" At first, I didn't know how to react, but in an equally shaky voice I agreed. We sat and watched as more erotic scenes unfolded before us. I sensed that my sister was feeling edgy. She was fidgeting and she whispered again, "I can't believe what we just saw Mart." I smiled nervously, and when she asked if the films were always like this, I told her that sometimes they are. Christine teased me again saying she could see why I liked to stay up now. I smiled at her again; what else could I do? The buxom bride reappeared on screen, clothed this time but with plenty of her ample cleavage on display. Christine sighed again as the film kept showing blurred flashbacks to the gravestone scene as the bride supposedly recalled the passionate moment. She seemed fidgety, so I turned to her and whispered, "you alright, Chrissy?" "Yeah, I'm alright Mart." "You sure?" "Yeah, it's just so bloody sexy, don't you think so?" "Yeah, I do." Then Christine surprised me as Dracula held his victim and nuzzled her bulging cleavage: "Bloody hell, I'm getting all hot and bothered here, Mart." Again I was stuck for what to say. I inadequately asked, "Are you really?" "Yes, I am; aren't you?" "Um, uh, well maybe." Christine was definitely getting worked up and her inhibitions if she had any seemed to melt away as she continued openly, "Blimey, Mart, I really am randy!" I swallowed deeply and just looked at her in silence. She continued, "Aren't you then?" She was waiting for an answer. "Well yeah, sis, I am a bit." I was actually as horny as fuck and I was desperate to tug myself off. Oh, if only she had gone to bed like the rest of the family! There was a rush of blood to my head and I felt dizzy as I heard her whisper, "Are you hard, Martin?" "Bloody hell sis! What?!" "I'm only asking Mart 'cause I'm as randy as hell, I just wanted to know if you were too." I was shocked at first and she prompted me for an answer: "Well? Are you?" I cleared my throat, "Ah, well, yeah, I am." "Thought so." "What do you mean?" She chuckled. "Even in this light I can see it." "Bloody hell sis!" "It's OK, Mart, it's natural, ennit." "Yeah, I know, but you shouldn't say that, it's a bit embarrassing." "Why? It's only words, ennit." "Yeah, I suppose so." A few minutes passed and Christine spoke again, "You still hard, Mart?" I felt slightly more at ease now but hesitated as I said I was, then followed it up by asking if she was still hot and bothered. She told me she was and would be till later. Now it was my turn to probe. "What do you mean later?" "Use your imagination, brother dear." I smiled knowingly at her, and somehow found the courage to say, "Me, too." My big sister who was still without any sexual experience herself was seemingly quite wise in sexual matters and was also comfortable enough to suggest, "I bet if I wasn't here, Mart, you would be unzipping yourself and getting him out." I was shocked at her nerve and openness but I felt another jolt of excitement rush through me, as my nerve grew stronger along with my cock. I answered her just as openly, "Yeah, you are probably right, sister dear." She was smiling like a Cheshire Cat as she urged me on, "Go on, then; what's stopping you?" "Um, its pretty obvious, isn't it?" "Go on, don't let me stop you; you know you want to,go on: I dare ya!" As much as I wanted to do it I was afraid to, but I really wanted to shock her for her brazenness and I was so damned horny. Christine's eyes focused on my groin as I attempted to coyly hide the lump beneath my hands. "Go on Mart; I bet you're uncomfortable like that. I bet it hurts all squashed up, move your hands, lets see it." My resistance was beginning to melt as my arousal grew, and her constant teasing and encouragement only made things worse. I said no more and moved my hands away from my lap; I was proud of the swollen lump in my jeans and the excitement I felt was unbelievable as my sisters eyes fixed on it. "Blimey!" She blurted. I went to cover myself again but she was quick to tell me not to. In fact she questioned me more, but this time she was a little more reserved. "I hope you don't mind me asking, Marty, but do you always get like this watching these films?" I explained that I did, and added, "Who wouldn't after seeing someone as sexy as Dracula's bride on TV?" She inquired as to what I found so sexy about her, and I sheepishly told her that mostly it was her huge breasts, but I loved the way she was moving and touching herself too. Christine was about to shock me again, "But they aren't any bigger than mine are they?" She covered her breasts and lifted them up and down. "Probably not sis, but I haven't seen yours, have I?" "Do you want to?" I was dumbstruck, and sat there open mouthed. She asked me again, "You wanna see 'em, Mart?" "Stop messing about Christine!" "I'm not Mart; you wanna see em?" "You serious?" "Yeah, of course!" I called her bluff, "Go on then." "You first," she said. I asked her if she was backing out and she said that it was only fair, hers for mine. I was pretty damn horny by now but I wasn't sure if we were really going to be silly enough to do it. "How do I know you will keep your part of the bargain?" "Trust me Mart, I will." I thought for a while and reasoned what harm would it do if I just let her see it?I lay further back into the settee. The bulge could easily be seen in my jeans, and my chest was pounding at the thought of her eyes on me. I lay my hand upon the bulging lump and squeezed it, making sure she was able to see the outline of her brothers cock better. How was she feeling? What if someone came down and caught us? Then I thought to myself no one has ever come back down before, so as long as we remained quiet and stayed vigilant everything should be alright. "You sure about this sis?" "Yeah, get on with it." I slowly popped the top button open, then slid the zipper down. I pulled open the flaps of the jeans and my white underpants could be seen. She was mesmerized by what I was doing and moved closer to me. I raised my backside off the cushion and eased my jeans down to my knees,and as I lay back into the seat my straining cock was eagerly tenting my pants. Christine's eyes were wide open as she stared at my bulging pants, so I took hold of the tenting shape and squeezed it, and once more the shape of my cock was easily visible to her eyes. I played with the lump like this for a while, and oh god it felt unbelievable with her watching. Her voice trembled as she whispered, "Go on then Mart, let me see it." I said nothing, and with shaking hands I gently eased my pants lower, I again raised my arse off the seat, this allowed me to slip my underwear down over my bum cheeks and more importantly down past my aching erection. The instant the waistband cleared my hard-on it sprang to attention then smacked against my lower belly. Christine gasped quietly, "Blimey Marty! It's big!" Oh, she will never know how good it felt to hear that. Now I know I'm not particularly that well endowed but it does look impressive when nice and hard and this night it really was hard, harder than it had ever been previously; was it because of Dracula's bride? I think it was more likely because of Christine, my sexy sister. I lay still for a while with my throbbing cock resting against my body, my balls were tight and drawn up under my dick, my head was thumping with the blood rushing around my brain as I contemplated what to do next. Christine moved even closer to afford a better look, I made it twitch and she smiled as it lifted away from my body and fell back down heavily, my balls moving of their own accord. All the nerves and thoughts of embarrassment drained away as Christine sat looking at me and all I could think about as my excitement level went through the roof was letting her properly see her brothers cock. It was too late to stop now. We looked at each other and smiled, and as my hand moved towards my lap her eyes followed it. At first, I took hold of my balls and gently held them, then made my cock twitch again and it jerked violently. My nerves did return slightly as I was about to take hold of it, but it was the excitement more than anything that made my hand tremble. I wrapped my fingers around the solid shaft and held it so it stood at right angles to me pointing straight up at the ceiling. Man, did it did look impressive! Feeling brazen I asked her, "What do you think,sis?" "I love it Mart, love it!" "Good, seen enough?" "No! You must be joking!" I could have easily started to wank myself off right in front of her, but for all my bravado I kept from doing so. Christine wanted to see more. She was so eager! "Mart..." "Yeah?" "Can you pull the skin back?" I decided she wasn't going to have it all her way. "Maybe, but its your turn now." I thought she was going back on her word as she hesitated, but then her fingers toyed with the buttons of her blouse. She looked away for a second or two, then loosened the top button. My heart skipped a beat; she was going through with it! Then the second and third button popped open and I could see her ample cleavage. I still had my cock in my hand and really wanted to pump it but I didn't. Christine undid all the buttons and her blouse fell open. She was wearing a white lacy brazier, and my god her tits looked big! She grinned nervously and folded her arms across her chest, so I felt I needed to coax her a little. I offered a few words, "You look lovely Christine, don't be shy." "I cant help it Mart." "I know, it's OK, you don't have to if you don't want to." "I want to, though." "I know you do." Somehow this did the trick, because Christine reached behind and unfastened her bra, then she did that thing ladies do and wriggled herself out of it while still keeping her top on. She lay it on the seat next to her and crossed her arms again. WOW! This squashed her big tits together making them look even bigger! I could feel my cock twitching all on its own now and she could see it too. Slowly Christine allowed her arms to drop and her blouse slipped open a little. I could now see her heavy breasts hanging but the nipples were still hidden under the blouse. She looked at me. I smiled and nodded my head, and she read this as a signal that it was alright to continue, so with her left hand she moved one half of her blouse to the side. OH MY GOD! The blood really did rush to my head, I felt dizzy and my chest thumped. Christine's breast was absolutely the best sight I had ever seen, far superior to Dracula's bride on the TV. "Christine, you are gorgeous," I breathed. I had never seen anything so lovely or sexy and that included anything I had seen on the television. She liked me saying that and proceeded to open her blouse fully. Now both of her beautiful, heavy, round breasts were fully exposed for me to view. I again told her she was gorgeous but more importantly I whispered lightly, "My god, sis, you have amazing breasts, just amazing." "Thanks Mart." "You aren't just saying that are you?" "No I'm not sis. I mean it." Her tits were very large and heavy, but they held a lovely shape and didn't sag. I guess it was the sight of her big hard nipples that had me drooling, dark in colour, crinkled and knobbly and just so long! I was in heaven. We sat a while just looking at each other. I could see Christine was a little ill at ease for being so exposed, so I kept telling her how lovely she looked then she asked me if she looked as good as the "bride". "Definitely sis, definitely." "Thanks Mart." My cock was now at bursting point, and I seemed to have no control over what I said and I couldn't believe what I heard myself saying. "Christine?" "What?" "Can I touch them?" "Ay?" "Can I touch you, I mean them?" An uncomfortable second or two of silence ended when she said I could, but she reminded me of what she asked earlier. "I want to see it with the skin pulled back." "Yeah OK, I'll do that for ya." I reached up for her breasts, but she stopped me. "Ah! Wait a minute, you have to show me what you do with it when you get hard like this." Oh my god; Christine was changing the rules now. I wasn't sure I could do that in front of her; maybe that was going just a little too far. "Um I dunno," I said. "Go on Marty! Do that and I'll let you touch me." I thought really hard, and although I was desperate to shoot my load I didn't think I could or should do it in front of my sister. "Bloody hell sis, I just don't think I can." "I think you can." I tried to cut a deal, "Tell you what, I'll show you what you want, but I'm not going all the way." "What do you mean?" "You know; I'll show you what I do but I' ll stop before the end." I couldn't bring myself to say cum. "That's OK Mart, I didn't expect that anyway." I breathed a sigh of relief but now the nerves really did return, I could feel my hand shaking as I began to show my naughty sister what she wanted to see. I felt even worse as she shuffled up closer to me. "Go on then," she urged. "OK." Holding my rampant cock between my fingers and thumb, I gently slid the loose foreskin back to reveal what was now a very swollen, angry-looking, purple head. I looked at Christine; she never diverted her eyes from it. "Crikey Mart!" I could feel it throb and twitch as she looked on, and I thought to myself how my cock took on a different appearance now that the head was on show. Before it still looked kind of innocent because, although hard, the head remained hidden from her gaze but now there it was, right in front of her, it was like a loaded gun cocked and ready to go off. She had her wish, well, part of it. "Oh Mart; I love it!" "Thanks Chris." "You gonna show me then?" "If you want me to." "Course I do." This was to be the horniest thing I have ever done; even to this day I don't think I have ever felt more excitement. Still holding it between my fingers I slowly began to move the skin up and down, the head would disappear and then pop back into view again. I did it so slowly, just as well really because it wouldn't have taken much to start spilling my stuff, even the thought of it was having an effect on me. "Is that it Mart? Is that what you do?" "Yeah, to start with." "To start with? Show me what else then." I curled my fingers around the shaft and held it firmly. Once again I could feel it throb, and then I did what she wanted me to, I began to slowly wank myself off. "This is it Christine, ooh! This is what I do, ah!" "My god Mart does it feel good?" "Ooooh, yeah!" I had to stop, even though I had just started. I knew things were almost too close for comfort. "What you doin?" Brother and Sister Watch TV Ch. 02 The morning after the night before was a little strained,both myself and my sister were finding it difficult to make eye contact with each other,we said our good mornings and kept out of the way of each other,I kept thinking that we had both made a terrible mistake and now we were regretting it. As the day wore on things seemed to lighten a little and we did manage to chat for a while, nothing about last night of course just idle chatter. Mum wanted something from town and she asked Christine if she would go fetch it,she volunteered me to go with her. The drive to town was almost completely in silence,but i knew someone had to say something about what happened so i broke the awkward silence.I didn't know how to start but somehow i did. "Christine,about last night.'' She said nothing just glanced over at me. ''this is difficult,but we need to talk about last night,are we just gonna forget it ever happened?'' '' i suppose so Marty if that's what you think is best.'' This broke the ice and we began a gentle discussion about what we did,but more importantly we came to a decision about what if anything would happen next. I explained i felt guilty about things and she said the same,but we both agreed that it was fun and we liked what we did and i very gently asked her if she would like to do it again. Christine looked embarrassed as she nodded and quietly said that she would. We didn't say much more until the return journey home,and this was when we decided that next Friday if we had the opportunity to,we would resume our late night fun. The atmosphere seemed more relaxed and we chatted away like we always have done,Christine's tongue loosened and she began to talk a little about last night and how exciting it was,i said i thought so too and told her i didn't think i could wait a week.She giggled as she said, ''no,nor me.'' I told Christine she looked great today,she seemed a little embarrassed by my observation,and a cheeky little smile crossed her face. I have noticed how she really likes me telling her how good she looks,I wasn't just saying it to be in her good favour,what i said i really meant. Her tight top was emphasizing her gorgeous breasts and the fact we were talking about last night and the possibility of a repeat performance was having an effect on me,and unknown to my lovely sister i had the beginnings of a erection,and in an attempt to lighten the moment Christine joked, ''Steady on Marty,you'll be getting randy again.'' ''already am sis.'' And i pointed to my lap so she could see the lump forming, ''crickey.''she exclaimed,''you devil.'' I told her to keep her eyes on the road,and she asked if i,''sorted myself out.'' when i went to bed last night. "what do you think?" That lovely smile lit up her face once more,"well did you?" ''of course i did,and it was good too.'' ''i bet it was.'' ''what about you Chrissy?'' Smiling,and almost breaking into a little chuckle she said. ''yea! i did too.'' As we drove down the lane towards home, the journey had finished far too quickly,but before we reached the house Christine directed her eyes to my crotch and asked, ''Can i?'' I knew what she meant and almost as soon as i said yes her hand was on my swollen groin and she was squeezing it,i nearly cum in my pants. ''i cant wait Mart.'' The car pulled up and somehow i got out and managed to keep my erection hidden. The week seemed to drag by,we made things worse i guess by every now and then talking to each other about Friday,and as the days wore on we even started to sneak the odd feel when in private. There was one moment in the garden shed when we had about three or four minutes alone and Christine was squeezing the lump in my jeans and i was doing likewise to her lovely tits,It wasn't a frenzied fumble or anything, just nice and calm and very exciting. We didn't expose any part of ourselves it was much too risky for that,but it didn't lessen the excitement one bit. I had both of her tits in my hands squeezing them together and her attention to my groin was almost enough to make me cum,it was then at the height of our passionate fumble that i took things just a little further,maybe too far. I wasn't sure if i had overstepped the mark. I waited for a response from Christine as i put my hand between her legs and touched her crotch,It seemed a natural enough thing to do at the time,but In hindsight it was very daring to touch her there. She had jeans on but i could feel the heat through the material,and momentarily she stopped what she was doing to me and looked me in the eye,I thought i had blown it. Christine parted her legs slightly,i assumed she was giving me permission to continue touching this most intimate area of her body. Spreading her legs only strengthened my belief that she indeed wanted more. I was now able to put my fingers between her legs,i could only imagine what it would feel like if she had no jeans or knickers on. I wasn't sure what was expected of me so i pressed my fingertips onto what must have been the right place because a little sound of approval came from her mouth,and once again she had her hand back on my now fully erect cock squeezing and rubbing it. Things were really heating up now but not for long because we heard the backdoor of the house open and somehow we tore our hands away from each other and resumed a normal position,Christine looked flushed,but at least we didn't get caught. All day long when ever we had the chance we would touch each other, nothing as heavy as our shed activity but none the less very exciting. I awoke Friday morning and spent the day at work watching the clock slowly tick by. Clocking off time came and i raced home,Christine wasn't home yet but just as soon as she walked in the door our eyes met and i could see by her gorgeous smile that she had the same thing on her mind as i did. Mum had cooked tea and afterwards Chrissy and me washed up,we were alone in the kitchen and i was desperate to touch her,we playfully bumped our bodies into each other,Christine used her ample bottom to shove me away from the sink and i pressed up against her in an attempt to regain my position by the sink. We laughed and joked as we finished up,then Christine whispered to me, "are we still alright for tonight?" "yeah,definitely." Another smile lit up her face and she bumped her arse into me playfully pushing me out of the way as she left the room. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled,God! i couldn't wait for tonight to come. The family were sat watching the television throughout the evening and i can recall mum commenting about the rubbish they show,she said "dont they ever put anything on worth watching?" I shrugged my shoulders in agreement but i still had images of the "Dracula" film that i watched last week fresh in my mind,not to mention similar images of my sister too. The time was getting on,and one by one the family slowly drifted off to bed. Christine had bathed and returned downstairs in her dressing gown,she was wearing pyjama bottoms underneath,mum asked if i was staying up and i said i was,Christine added that she was going to have a cup of tea and may stay up for a bit. Mum bid us goodnight and reminded us to switch everything off when we come up,she closed the door behind her at the bottom of the stairs. Soon the house was quiet and Christine found the film for tonight,unfortunately it wasn't a match for the one we watched last week but it wasn't going to matter anyway we only wanted each other. It was strange at first,not knowing what we should do so we sat and watched the film for a while,then i stretched my arm across the settee and put my hand on hers,we sat like that for a while,almost like girl and boyfriend. ''come here Chrissy.'' ''No you come here.'' She said it playfully and we repeated ourselves a few times until i gave in and moved right up next to her.Christine looked up at the ceiling and said, ''do you think its safe now Mart?'' ''yea i think so,what do you wanna do?'' ''i dunno Marty.'' ''shall we just touch a bit?'' ''yea that would be nice.'' I could already feel things stirring in my trousers as i started to stroke her pyjama covered leg,i felt her searching my lap and she awkwardly fumbled there. We remained silent as we explored each others bodies. As i stroked her i remembered the incident in the shed where i put my hand between her legs and wondered if she would be willing to allow me to do that again,perhaps i would try later,i didn't want to spoil things. I soon moved my hand up her body and was caressing her breasts,she wasn't wearing a bra tonight and it felt amazing again. She was busying herself in my lap and mumbled about me being Hard already, ''i know Christine,you are driving me mad.'' She liked me saying that,but it was true,and she whispered to me, '' take him out Marty.'' It was so horny hearing her say that and I needed no persuading as i lay back and undid my jeans,i dispensed with all the delaying tactics of last week,we both knew what we wanted and straight away slipped my jeans and pants down below my knees,I was already fully erect so as i lay back into the seat with no inhibitions at all my cock was standing proudly from my groin,waving about as i made it twitch for my sister. Christine held her hand just above it and asked, ''can i?'' ''you dont need to ask Chrissy.'' And so she took hold of it,oh fuck! it was a tremendous feeling,throbbing and jerking in her warm soft hand. Christine has quite small hands so this thankfully made me look bigger than perhaps i really am. She held it for a while just enjoying the sensation of her brothers rampant cock throbbing,so was i. Christine knew what she wanted and i watched as slowly she pulled my foreskin down and the fat shiny head was revealed,she definitely liked looking at this part of my cock.Her eyes widened as it came in to view and a gentle sigh left her mouth. I pushed my hips into the air a little making my cock stick out even more. She pulled the foreskin right back and held it at its limit,slightly too much for comfort if i was honest but it did look good and we both loved it. ''Oooh! that's nice Chrissy,Oooh yeah! i like that.'' She smiled at me,god! i loved her,even more now as we shared these special moments. She asked if she was doing it right,and i told her she was doing it just perfect,but just ease off a little,i covered her hand with mine and showed her what i meant. I wasted no more time i needed to touch her and so i placed my hand over the large swellings of her breasts. "I'm not wearing a bra Marty." "I know Christine,it feels great." Reaching down Christine untied the belt of her dressing gown herself,a sure sign of what she wanted then moved her attention back to my cock,i took hold of the flaps of her gown and gently pulled them to one side,her breasts became visible to me and my heart leapt,she wasn't wearing a top either,I just sat and stared at them for a few moments until i could resist no longer,I slipped a hand beneath one of them and began to caress it,Oh my god her breasts felt heavenly,so big and heavy,the nipple was already erect and sticking out unbelievably. I could only judge Christine's tits against what i had seen on television and the occasional dirty magazine and nothing came up to what i was witnessing right now.They were honestly gorgeous. We sat caressing each other like this for ages. I began to explore the crinkled hardness of her erect nipples,she gave her rather naive brother some advice as we went along,it was so erotic to hear her whispering instructions to me. ''stroke around the edge of it Marty.'' The contrast between the silky smoothness of her breast and the ruggedness of the hard nipple was a sensation i would never forget,and she continued to help me. "Oooh Marty that's good,now gently take it between your fingers." Wow! what a girl,she knew exactly what she liked but more to the point Christine knew just how inexperienced her younger brother was and she was definitely enjoying educating me. I did as she instructed,I tenderly took the long hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger,Fuck! it was big,so long and thick. I know now that it was this moment that instilled in me my passion for large nipples. All my life i have only been excited by nipples that are a certain size,my sisters till this day have never been surpassed. I held her long nipple between my fingers and it felt amazing,Christine was cooing with content. ''Ooh Marty that's nice,squeeze it.'' I did as she told me, ''Ah steady,not too hard,not yet.'' ''sorry sis.'' ''its ok, now gently pull it.'' I followed her instructions and teased her chunky nipple outwards,stretching it away from her glorious tit. I was impressed at the way it seemed to grow even longer and thicker,Christine was definitely loving the attention and i detected her getting restless and fidgety just like she was last week when she was getting turned on. ''you alright sis?'' ''ooh yeah Mart,you ?'' ''you could say im in heaven.'' ''me too.'' The position i was sat in was making it difficult for Christine to explore me properly so she asked if i could lay back a little,I was quite willing to do anything for her but reluctantly allowed her gorgeous tit to fall from my hand as i reclined into the settee,Christine shuffled her backside closer to me,her big tits swayed as she moved,her hands rest on my naked thighs as she stared down taking in all that was displayed, ''is it ok to touch them Mart?'' She pointed to my balls, ''of course Chrissy,do anything you like.'' I spread my legs to allow her access to my tight little sack,she soon had it in her hand,i told her to handle them gently and she lightly fondled them,rolling them between her fingers,She said they felt funny and smiled,but it was my cock she was taken with,she soon took hold of it again and was very quick to tug the foreskin back to reveal the head again,I pushed my hips into the air, ''crickey Mart,its so big.'' ''thanks sis,but it isnt really." ''Mart ?'' ''yea.'' ''you know you said i can do anything i want.'' ''yea.'' ''well, there's something i wanna do.'' ''what is it?'' ''i wanna wank you off.'' Bloody hell ! i guess i had some idea that we may lead up to that at some point or did i? but i didn't expect Christine to come straight out with it like that. ''bloody hell,what?'' ''you heard me.'' ''i know i did.'' ''well,can i?'' ''um well,im not sure.'' ''Go on Marty,where's the harm in it,who's gonna know ?'' ''I know what you're saying but im not sure about going all the way sis.'' ''go on Marty,you know you want me to.'' ''oh fuck! i know but.'' ''I'll let you kiss em.'' She jiggled her tits by shaking her shoulders. ''oh my god! i dunno sis.'' "go on Marty." She saucily jiggled her tits at me again. I knew that deep down i wanted Christine to wank me off and make me cum,but i still wasn't sure how we would react once the act was complete and my balls had spilled their contents. The thought of my sister's hand coated in my cum, her "brothers" seed was a tremendous turn on,but would it be a step too far? She was impatient. "well?" "I dunno Chris,i dunno." ''I'll let you suck em if you want.'' I never expected to hear something like that come from her mouth,ok I guess i crumpled easily to her wishes,Christine had won me over,my sister knew the power of her wares and she seemed to know how to get what she wanted,but so did i,so after a few moments of thought i gave her the answer she wanted. ''ok sis if you're sure,but i get to go first.'' She smiled that lovely soft smile of hers and released my dick,both of her hands cradled her naked chest as she whispered so sexily, ''cum on then.'' I really was in at the deep end now,was i about to make a fool of myself and show my inexperience and inadequacy once again? She called me over, ''cum on.'' I slid off the settee and knelt in front of her open legs,Chrissy edged her bum onto the very edge of the seat to be closer to me,her gorgeous tits swung heavily,she looked into my eyes she was smiling, ''come on then brother dear.'' ''you mean it?'' ''yeah,of course i do,lets do it.'' And as she said those words Christine slipped her dressing gown down over her shoulders she now sat there totally naked from the waist up,My god what an amazing sight. I was shaking with a combination of nerves and excitement. ''Christine you are gorgeous.'' She put a hand on my head i could feel her gently drawing me towards her,but first i had to hold those big beauties again,so taking one in each hand i caressed them,just to feel the weight of them was exciting,then i used used both hands to hold one of her big heavy tits,i held it and gently squeezed and squashed it between my fingers,the nipple was standing out like a beacon and begged for some attention,at first i simply let her tit sit in one hand while i used the other to play with her engorged nipple,i teased it out again just as she told me to do earlier,I pulled at it and felt it grow,my god it was a memorable moment,made even more so when i heard her whisper, "kiss it Marty,go on suck it.'' So with a racing heart banging in my chest and the sound of the blood rushing through my veins amplified inside my eardrums i slowly lowered my head to my sisters breast,my mouth was open slightly as i felt her crinkled hard nipple touch my soft lips,a jolt of excitement like never before raced through my body and i felt her chest rise as she sighed, ''suck it Marty.'' I opened my mouth and my lips covered her massive nipple and once inside it made contact with my tongue,i felt Christine's hands on my head holding me,she obviously wanted me to stay there,i let my tongue rasp across the rough nipple,she sighed again and pulled my innocent face into her chest i was having trouble breathing until she pulled herself back,she was enjoying the sight of her nipple inside her brothers mouth,she liked to watch and I think she liked the fact of being in control too. ''Suck it Marty,go on suck it for me.'' Her face was showing signs of frustration,no,it was more like desperation,I couldn't resist it any longer so a few more licks and flicks of my tongue on her rubbery nipple was followed by sucking it deep into my mouth,i felt her shudder with delight,and ''oh my god,'' what an amazing sensation to feel my mouth filled with her fantastic hard bud. I could feel Christine holding my head and she was looking down at me sucking on her and I could hear feint whispers of, ''Oh Marty,suck it,oooh yessss,that's so good.'' I held her big tit in both hands as i hungrily sucked and slurped on that awesome nipple,i would take it from my mouth and look at it glistening with my saliva in the flickering light of the forgotten TV screen. I soon discovered what my sister preferred because although she liked to watch my tongue lap at her long nipple her body would tense and respond differently when i took it inside my mouth and sucked on it. I could have played with it all night if she allowed me to,but i still had my part of the bargain to fulfil. Christine prised my mouth from her tit and suggested i sit back on the settee i did as she asked almost in slow motion,her hands were between my legs seeking out my rampant cock,i kicked off my jeans and pants and sat there fully exposed and at her mercy,once again i felt her take hold of my throbbing tool,she started to stroke it slowly,she loved to watch the shiny fat head appear as she drew my foreskin back,Oh fuck! so did i, and i wondered how much of this i could take and how far i was going to allow her to go. Brother and Sister Watch TV Ch. 03 I awoke Saturday morning with the usual erection and as I touched it my mind went straight back to last night in the living room with my sister. Did those things really happen? How will we both feel when we see each other this morning? I had the most incredible images in my mind of my darling sister from last night, her amazing breasts were a sight to behold, so big yet so firm, Ah the beauty of youth, but even more appealing were those unbelievable nipples, they truly had a profound effect upon me and I couldn't wait to see again if they really were as big as they seemed last night. Then there was my hand on her pussy, how will she react to me now, after allowing me to do that? But then maybe that will pale into the background in relation to what she did to me. My god! I let my sister wank me off, a memorable time it was too, but will she still feel the same about what happened when we meet this morning? I closed my eyes and can once again see her as she pumps me off and the hot seed that she is so closely related to, spews out and covers her small hand. With all this whirling around my head I am halfway to shooting another load so it only took a few more quick tugs and I was spilling another mess over my belly. I dressed myself and strolled downstairs. I sat at the dining table with mum drinking tea and eating toast. One of my other sisters joined us and we started the weekend off with idle chatter, then Mary came through the door. I wasn't looking and my heart fluttered as I heard her tired, shuffling feet dragging along the linoleum floor, and I imagined it to be Christine. I looked up and I felt a little relieved, and worried too. Was Christine staying in bed for a reason? Was she too embarrassed to face me this morning? All these things filled my head and I was feeling terribly guilty about what we did. At last I heard the bathroom door go and footsteps down the stairs. I looked toward the door at the bottom of the stairs and watched the catch lift, my heart really was racing as the door swung open. A hand curled around the door holding it, then Christine stepped into the room, and she closed the door behind her and walked through the room which last night witnessed our tender incestuous moments. I watched her walk into the kitchen, and she mumbled good morning to everyone. Mornings were never a good time for my sister so we always left her in peace till she awoke properly from her daze. Breakfast time at weekends in those days was like any other meal time,we would all sit at the table together, something that few people do today, it was a good time for everyone to talk and map out what they had planned for the days ahead. I sipped my tea, Christine put her cup to her mouth and took a sip. Our eyes met at last, she swallowed some tea, and put her cup down. My heart melted as she gave me the smile I wanted, and then she looked away. I couldn't help yawn and stretch. Mum asked if I was tired. I told her I was, and she said that I must have stayed up late because she didn't hear me come up. I told her I watched a film on the TV. "Did you stay up too Christine?" she asked. "Yeah, I did mum." "Was it a good film?" "No not really." Christine's eyes creased at the corners as she looked at me, suppressing another smile. I really needed to talk to her about things. I wanted to know how things stood between us. Eventually breakfast was out of the way and everyone found things to do, or disappeared, but still I couldn't get Christine alone. I would just have to bide my time, but the waiting was killing me. I planned on doing some work on the car today, so I made a start, and after about an hour I heard mum call to me. "Do you want a cup Martin?" "Yes, please, mum." "Do you want it out there?" "Yes please." I was bent over the engine totally engrossed with the job in hand, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked around and there stood my lovely sister Christine with two cups of steaming tea. "Here you are Marty. Take a break." "Thanks sis, you busy?" "No why?" "Just wanted a chat, that's all." "Ok let's sit in the car." We moved inside the car, the doors were left open and I turned the radio right down. "You ok sis?" "Yeah, course I am." "You seemed a bit quiet this morning." "I was you idiot, didn't you feel awkward with everyone around?" "Well yeah! Of course I did, so you ok then?" "Yeah!" "I mean about last night." "Of course I am Marty, what about you, any regrets?" I told her I definitely didn't regret anything. Then I asked if she did. Her answer was the same. The heavy feeling which had been hanging over me all morning just drifted away and I felt like a new man again. She turned the radio up and started to sing along with it. Christine must have been feeling the same as I was because she too seemed to change. Back again was the happy carefree sister that I am used to. "Look Chris, I need to road test this in a minute, I have a rattle from the front end on the near side, would you drive it while I sit in the passenger seat and listen for it?" Christine gave me a wry smile,suggesting I had an ulterior motive. I really did have a noise from the front end, but it would be kind of useful if we could get away for a few minutes. "Of course I will Marty, but you sure you want me to drive?" She was teasing me. We soon drank our tea, and I quickly finished up under the bonnet. I went indoors to ask my sister if she was ready to drive. Mary, the eldest of my sisters said she was helping mum for a minute and asked if she could help. I tried to put her off, but it would have been difficult to explain why. I didn't want her to come instead of Christine, but I guess I had a new driver. Off we went down the lane. Mary is much older than Christine, but with a similar figure and you may recall that I mentioned a while back that I had previously caught sight of one of my sisters pubic hair, well, it was Mary's. And with my new sexual awakening, I couldn't help my mind drifting back to the time I saw it. As Mary got in the car, the short skirt that she wore rode up and I found it difficult to keep my eyes off her legs. I didn't have any silly notions about trying anything on with Mary, but I was feeling horny just thinking about the possibility. Well, we drove for a while and I thought I had located the noise, so we returned home to find Christine waiting and looking disappointed. Mary climbed out of the car and pulled down the hem of her short skirt, wriggling her backside as she adjusted it. I watched as she walked indoors, she really did have great legs and a very shapely bum. "Thanks Mary." "No problem Mart, anytime." Fucking hell! I must control myself - I now had the hot's for Mary too! Christine came over and asked why I didn't wait. I told her the situation and said that once I've changed the bush on the shock absorber I'd need another driver. "Don't disappear." "I won't." Fitting the bush was done in double quick time, and I told mum we were going for a test drive. Once on the road we began talking about things and we soon got on the subject of last night. We both poured our thoughts out to each other, and there could be no doubt that we were both as keen as each other to take things a little further. As we talked, I told Christine that what she did for me was just unbelievable, she smiled and giggled a little and jokingly said, "Oh it was nothing." "Oooh! Yes it was sis, you were amazing," "Honestly Mart! Did I do it alright?" I knew Christine was pretty inexperienced, but I also knew she had been with a few boys or men, what ever you want to call them, so I was just assuming that she would have done the same with them as she did with me last night. How else would she have known what to do? I told her again that what she did was just perfect, and I asked her if she had done that kind of thing very much before. "You cheeky sod." "What?" "Asking that." "Sorry sis, I just thought that because you were so good, you must have done it before." "Well, I haven't." I apologized for making that assumption, then asked how come she knew what to do. She explained that ok, she had been with a few fella's and she had also touched them "down there" - but she had never gone as far as she did with me. It made me feel good to know that this was the first time Christine had made a boy cum. I didn't feel quite so inadequate now. I asked her "So how come you were so good at it then?" "I dunno, you showed me and I just copied, didn't I?" "So you wanna do it again Chris?" "Yeah! Definitely." "Me too - and more." "More?" "Yeah!" "Like what Marty?" "I wanna touch you more sis. "I would like that Marty, hey can we pull over for a minute?" "Ok, I'll stop in the next lay-by." We were quickly upon it, so I pulled in and switched off the engine. "We need to talk Mart." "Go on then." "I dunno how to say it Marty." "Just say it sis, you know we can say anything to each other." "I know that but." "Go on then." "It's about what we are doing." "Oh, I see." "No, don't panic, it's just I think we should be open about things." "Yeah, I agree, so what do you wanna say sis?" "Well, um, this is difficult to say, but how far are we prepared to go Marty?" "I haven't really thought about it sis." "I have Mart." So we began quite a long conversation where we both agreed that we would continue having our fun, doing basically what we are doing now, but we came to the sensible decision that we would not take things so far that we would end up actually having sex. I hadn't really thought that far ahead, but Christine had. It was worrying her and it seemed the sensible thing to do, so long as we could stick to it. It was going to be difficult,but Christine repeated her thoughts again. "We have to stick to it Mart, deal?" I didn't want to jeopardize what we already had, I was quite happy going along exploring and learning the way we were, so I agreed. "Deal sis." The conversation returned to the events of last night, and Christine was quick to tell me how much she loved wanking me off. Oh my god! I loved hearing her say that. She said it wasn't just that part she liked, but the build up, being able to take her time with no pressure. So often the fella's she had been with rushed her and wanted too much, too quickly. "You are different from them Marty, letting me take my time. I loved how you helped me by telling me what to do and explaining things." "I don't know that much sis, not about girls anyway. But I do know what I like and I'm happy to share everything with you, and I hope you will do the same for me." "I will Marty, just so long as we stick to our rule. God, it was great last night, when can we do it again?" "I dunno sis, but I'm desperate to touch you again." "Same here Marty - you wanna do something now, a bit quick before we go home?" "Christ yeah! I do." "Come on then, have a quick feel." Christine leaned towards me pushing her chest out. "Go on have a feel." I quickly put my hands on her big tits and began gently squeezing them. "Oh Chrissy, you are gorgeous! They feel so bloody good." "You randy sod Marty." She was wearing a simple plain red Tee shirt which was quite loose, unusual for my sexy sister. She does like to flaunt what she has, and why not? But as she pushed her chest out it tightened over her body and the full extent of her large tits became evident. I slowly rubbed them and marvelled once again at their perfect shape. The smooth roundness of her bulging beauties gradually looked even sexier as my touch caused her nipples to harden and became visible against the plain material. In my mind, I could see those rubbery nipples standing out from her soft tits and so desperately wanted to see them again. I told this to Chrissy but she said. "Not here Marty, it's not safe." Of course, I knew that but when the hormones are bubbling away and racing round your body, not to mention a painfully hard cock, all rational thinking goes out of the window. She was adamant that they stay under wraps but offered to let me go up inside her shirt. We both looked around to check there were no walkers or cars about, and once she felt safe she said. "Go on then, hurry up." I was like a rat up a drainpipe, my hands were quickly up inside her top, I could feel her warm skin as it bulged out of the top of her bra. I still couldn't feel those awesome nipples properly but this was good enough for today. It seemed strange playing with her tits as she kept "an eye out" for passers by. Christine kept twisting and turning her head. It was obvious she wasn't enjoying this as much as I was, so I reluctantly called a halt to it. I tidied her shirt as I withdrew my hands from her tits and she relaxed and smiled at me. "I bet you are hard now aren't you?" "As a rock, sis." "Can I feel it?" "Too right, no need to ask." Christine's hand was quickly on my groin squeezing the solid lump,and once again we were looking around checking that we were alone. This was just too risky and we shouldn't be doing it in the open. Getting caught in this position with any girl would be embarrassing enough, but to be caught with your sister would be, well, I dread to think of the consequences. But as I said previously, hormones and things, not to mention Christine's hand on my crotch. "Let me see it Marty." "What, now?" "Yeah!" "It's too risky sis." "Go on just a quickie." We were both looking all around scanning the hedgerows and listening for cars or tractors which often pass down this quiet lane. "Go on Marty, hurry up." "Ok sis, but keep an eye out for anyone." I quickly popped the top stud open on my jeans and drew the zipper down, I yanked the waistband of my pants down with my thumbs and my cock sprang out. We both frantically looked around, then Christine took hold of it as best she could. Both of our hearts were racing as we continually looked around making sure that we were alone and safe. Christine noticed that my cock was sopping wet with precum due to my earlier fumbling beneath her shirt. She was struggling to get a good hold on it because of the cramped position we were in and my little dick was only protruding a few inches from my clothes. It was so hard and her fingers felt unbelievable on the wet slippery head as she somehow managed to push my foreskin back. "Marty, it's really wet." "I know sis, I'm so bloody horny." "You wanna cum?" "Fuck yeah! But we can't here can we?" "I dunno Marty - do you want to?" "Yeah, desperately." "Will it take you long?" "I don't think so." "Come on then." And as she said it Christine began awkwardly wanking me off. She was using just a couple of her fingers and a thumb, and was unable to get much movement on my wet little cock, but didn't seem to matter though because although Christine had only managed a few strokes of her fingers, I could feel the desired affect. It's no way to impress a girl, I know, but my sister was happy enough knowing I was going to be quick,but not this quick! "Fuckin' hell sis I'm cummin." Using my thumbs, I wrenched my pants down further to enable Christine more room to finish me off, and with just a few more strokes I was spewing my cum over her fingers and into my lap. Chrissy continued to look around scanning the surrounding area as her soft fingers emptied my balls. She was surprised at how quickly I came and so was i. She glanced down at the mess, giggled a little and said, "Blimey, Marty, that was quick, and such a lot too." "I know sis, it was quick - sorry bout that." "No it's ok Marty, I don't mind. But what we gonna do with this?" She raised her sticky fingers from my crotch and wiggled them about. I reached down and gave her my oily rag that I had used earlier. I watched as she wiped my cum away,then she handed the rag back for me to use. Somehow we managed to get rid of the mess and we smiled and giggled as we composed ourselves on the journey home. As we made our way back, we chatted about our new found interest and it was clear to both of us that we wanted more of the same thing. We made another rule though, a sensible decision of not doing anything outdoors again where we could be discovered. Although very exciting, it was just too dangerous. Although we soon reached home, we managed to talk so much about sex and what we liked,I even asked Christine if she minded it when I came and it got on her fingers. She asked me why, and I said that I noticed the way she held her sticky fingers and wriggled them about after she had made me cum. It looked as though she wasn't keen on the mess it made. I was relieved to hear her say that she actually liked the feel of it on her fingers, but she admitted to being a little embarrassed about what to do with it. She giggled nervously. I told her to try not to be embarrassed about anything with me, and I admitted to feeling the same at times. "Like when?" she asked. "Oh lots of times sis. Oh,I dunno." "Go on, yes you do, tell me,please." "Ok." It's difficult owning up to anyone, but it's even more difficult when it's your sister, especially in this kind of situation. But being open in every way seemed a good idea if we were to continue. I started by telling her that because I haven't been with a girl before, I was shy and worried about not doing things right (especially because she was older than me, and had been with a few boys). Christine interrupted to tell me not to worry about anything. She said she was no expert either, so let's just learn from each other. "Anything else Marty?" "Yeah!" "What?" "Oh, I dunno, well it's like now. I feel embarrassed about saying too much." "Don't be. Go on just say it. You said we should be open." "I love touching you sis, but I don't wanna seem too eager, I don't wanna seem too pushy and put you off." "You won't Marty, I'll say if I feel uncomfortable about anything, and you must too." "Well, you know what sis? Sometimes when we are, um doing it,I mean, well you know." "Yeah, I know." "I want to say things to you, but I am so excited and you won't believe how nervous I get, and I cant even talk properly. I am just worried about saying or doing the wrong thing." She reached over touched my leg and shook it, telling me not to be silly. "So while we are on the subject Marty, what is it you are scared to ask me? Come on, it's truth time." I could feel the excitement building again and my chest was pounding just at the thought of telling my sister my most intimate wishes. I could feel that my voice was already trembling, and I had not even spoken a word yet. She told me to "calm down." Obviously, she could see how I was feeling. It was going to be even more difficult talking about such things in the cold light of day. I much preferred the dim lighting of our lounge late at night, but Christine is great at making me feel good and slowly my heart rate gradually returned to some kind of normality. Well nearly, until I opened my mouth to speak and the nerves returned. "God this is so embarrassing sis." "It's ok Marty, I feel the same too." "I doubt it sis." "Honestly, I do." I thought for a moment and considered what to say. There was so much I wanted to say to my sister, but I knew it would come out wrong. She urged me to tell her what was on my mind. I plucked up the courage and began. "Well sis, you know the other night when I asked if I could touch you "down there"? Well, I know I didn't do much, and that was because I didn't want to go too far and spoil things by overstepping the mark. I really wanted too, but as I said, I was afraid you would stop me. I was even more afraid that if you weren't as willing as I was,you may have had second thoughts and put an end to things. Does any of this make sense?" Brother and Sister Watch TV Ch. 04 We arrived home quite late after our detour to the hay barn, but instead of going straight to bed we had a coffee and sat for a while chatting. The living room was relatively safe at this time of night assisted by the door at the bottom of the stairs, which would give us fair warning of anyone coming into the room, but in any case the creaky upstairs floorboards always gave away any movement. We snuggled up on the settee and soon began talking about what we had just been up to in the car. It was equally as exciting talking about it as it was actually doing it, the same can be said about the way we discussed how things may progress during our next encounter. I put my cup down, turned to Christine and we kissed. It was a massive turn on kissing each other, and our hands soon wandered and we caressed each other, we did manage to curb our enthusiasm deciding that we should be content with what we had just done in the car, we shouldn't become complacent which could lead to us being discovered, it was difficult though. I could sense as we spoke that Christine wanted to talk more in depth and i was sure she was keen to talk about me licking my fingers earlier, i just knew she wanted to say something, but she continually skirted around it, surely my sister wasn't becoming shy. She asked me if I enjoyed myself tonight. "That's an understatement sis, what about you?" "Yeah marty, I loved it, especially you touching me down there." It was very exciting hearing her mention the fact that I had touched her "down there" and even more so knowing that she enjoyed what I did, I was still unsure of what I should be doing and told her so. She reassured me that everything was good, but I knew I could do more for her but needed her guidance. "Chris." "What?" "Can we talk openly?" "You know we can Marty." We fell silent for a little while, and then her enquiring mind kicked in again, "Why, what's on your mind brother dear?" "Oh crikey sis loads." "Come on then spit it out." "Oh I don't know sis, you might think I'm silly." "I wont Marty, I promise, come on tell Chrissy." She was teasing me now, her face crinkled up into a little smile. I knew I could say anything I wanted but it was always difficult to begin, I didn't want it to come out wrong and sound stupid. I know I can skirt around a subject sometimes instead of coming straight to the point, but Christine was urging me on so I knew I just had to get on with it. "Come on Marty, don't be shy." "That's just it sis, I am." "Yeah right!" "You know what I mean." "Yeah I know I'm the same." "No you're not sis." "I am Marty, there is stuff I want to say but find it difficult too." "Like what?" "Hmm! you tell me yours first." I felt I knew what she wanted to talk about, I was sure it was the finger licking thing. We were wasting time and knew that I would miss the opportunity if I didn't do it now. Strike while the iron is hot as they say. We were still both on a high from our earlier fun so best to do it now. "Ok Chris ill go first." She cuddled up to me snuggling her face up against mine, we weren't looking at each other so it made things a little less embarrassing, but as always it was getting started which was the problem, the words stuck in my throat. I coughed. "A hum! Tonight was great sis; I really loved what we did." "Me too." "No I mean I really loved it. Touching you was amazing, I am so glad you let me do that." "I am too Mart." "But sis, I know I'm probably not very good, so would you to show me? And tell me what you like, so it's as good for you as it is for me." "It was good Marty." "Yeah I know it was sis, but I know I could do more, I watched how you touched yourself and I want to be able to do it for you, do you know what I mean?" "I do Marty, I didn't think I would ever do that in front of a boy, but with you I feel I can." "What do you mean?" "What I did tonight, touching myself, I have never done that in front of anyone before." "It was fantastic watching you Chris, is that what you do when you are alone?" "Yeah it is Mart; I can't believe I masturbated in front of you." This may sound silly to all of you reading but, I was pretty ignorant regarding all the intimate bits of a lady, ok so I have read in magazines about clitoris's and things but, I was unsure of where to find it, things were so different all those years ago compared to today, all you have to do now is click on a pussy pic on line and you get a good close up showing the lot, Clitoris, lips, everything. In my younger days the best you got was a fuzzy picture in a well thumbed magazine showing a thick pubic bush, but never anything juicy like what lies beneath it. I was hoping my sister would enlighten me, and I found the courage to delve a little further. "Christine I hope you wont think I'm silly, but this is all new to me, but, oh, here I go again, this is gonna sound stupid." "No it wont, just say it Mart." "Well, what you did tonight, um," "Yeah!" "Don't interrupt sis this is hard enough." We both chuckled quietly, but I had her attention and she wasn't about to let it drop. She told me to get on with it. "Well as I was saying, Um, you know when you were touching yourself, um this sounds silly, but was that your clitoris you were touching?" I almost choked on that word as I said it, I detected a little embarrassment in Christine and felt horrible for doing that to her, but after a little pause she said. "Yes it was." I felt clumsy pursuing it further, but I knew it would only help later when we got together again, so i told her that I didn't really know where a girls clitoris was, it was my turn to feel awkward and embarrassed. Christine then said just what I wanted to hear. "Don't worry Marty, I'll show you sometime." "Honestly sis? You never fail to amaze me." "Flattery will get you everywhere brother dear." We cuddled up to each other, her body felt so warm and soft, and without really thinking of what i was about to say I told her I loved her, she said the same to me and we kissed. It was getting late and we really should have been going to bed, but we were enjoying our conversation too much, I couldn't help thinking how great it would have been to go to bed together and snuggled up naked. "Marty." "Yeah?" "Mind if I ask you something?" "Of course not." "It's a bit embarrassing, but I got to ask." "Go ahead then sis." "Tonight, in the car, phew! This ain't easy to say either, but I need to ask." "Go on Chrissy." I pecked her cheek. "Ok, here it is then, tonight after you touched me," She hesitated. "You licked your fingers." "Oh yeah I did didn't I." "What made you do that Marty?" "I don't know I just wanted too." "But why?" "Sorry sis, did you mind?" "No not really, but I was shocked, I didn't expect you to do that." "Neither did I, but I just wanted to. My mates at work talk about it all the time so I thought I would try it, sorry sis if I shouldn't have." "No, I don't mind Marty, so tell me you devil, did you like it?" "Christ! What a question." She dug her fingers in my side and tickled me. "Come on you sod tell me." "Yeah Ok, I did." "Wow! Marty that's pretty sexy stuff." "What is?" "Admitting that to me." "I know sis, but its true, and I'll tell you what, I would do anything with you." "Good job we have rules then, don't you think." "Yeah I reckon so." "Tell me though Mart, if we hadn't set out those rules do you think you would go all the way?" I teased her by pretending I didn't know what she meant, and asked her to explain. "You know what I mean Marty, you know, if we hadn't set rules, do you think you would to do it with me?" "You mean have sex with you." "Yeah." "What do you think?" "I dunno, tell me." "Yeah! Definitely." Christine went quiet, I think my answer surprised her, but I was being honest, and I was wondering what her reaction was going to be to the same question. "What about you sis?" "I'm not sure Mart, it's a big step." "Yeah I know good job it ain't gonna happen then ennit." I felt her snuggle up to me, and as much as I tried to behave myself I couldn't resist having a feel of her tits. "You like them Marty don't you." "I love em." "What is it you like about them?" "They just feel gorgeous, they are really big too Chris," "Is it just their size you like then?" "No, I actually love your nipples more than anything." "Why?" "Because they are amazing, they feel so big and are really long sis, I have seen pictures in magazines and I have never seen any that look as good as yours." "Oh shut up, you'll make me feel like a freak." "Well you aren't, you are beautiful Christine, and everything about you is so sexy." "Flattery flattery, I told you it will get you everywhere." "How about letting me in your knickers again then?" "What now?" "Yeah." She thought for a moment then said, "Go on then if you want to, but just a little feel ok." I moved my hand to her thighs and touched her naked skin, running my fingers up and down her leg until they touched her naked pussy, I had totally forgotten that she wasn't wearing any knickers; they were in her bag covered in spunk. I could feel the damp wispy hairs and I groaned my approval as I gently rubbed my fingertips over her lips, We kissed, and as we did I took the liberty of slipping my finger inside her, Fucking hell! She was even wetter now than earlier. I slowly moved it in and out and Christine's mouth ground hard against mine until she pulled away. "Ooh Mart that's nice." She allowed me to play like this for a short while until I guess she became too randy to let it end there, i could hear her breathing heavier as she whispered, "You want to feel my clitoris Marty?" "Bloody hell Chris, Yeah I do." She opened her legs, this caused her skirt to ride up and she shuffled her bum forward slightly on the settee. "Take your finger out you bugger." I reluctantly removed my middle digit from her wet hole; I looked her in the face, "I wanna do it again sis." "Do what?" I poked my tongue out wriggled it and put it back in again while showing her my finger, suggesting i wanted to lick it, it was a bold move and I wondered how Christine was going to react, but as always she seemed happy to go along with it. "Do what you want Marty." So without any hesitation I put my sticky finger to my mouth and licked it, Christine focused on my eyes then my tongue and back again to see how i reacted to the taste of her pussy. This was a massive step along the road of our discovery. She smiled as i lowered my hand to her leg, "You dirty sod Marty." "Hey! You don't mean that do you?" "No of course not, I meant, randy sod." She chuckled. It felt amazing at having just done that in front of her, it was all over so quickly but I liked the taste again, but more importantly she saw me do it, she actually saw her brother lick his finger after it had been inside her pussy, fuck me I wonder what was really going through her mind? It certainly didn't dampen her enthusiasm; maybe it even increased her excitement because she seemed in a hurry to show me her clitoris. "Let me show you Marty." I watched as her hands went between her legs and came to rest either side of her crotch, using her fingers Christine gently eased her pussy lips apart, it was an unbelievable thing she was doing. I could see the gorgeous pink skin inside her hole; in fact I could actually see a hole appear as she spread herself. I knew my finger had only just been inside that hole and I desperately wanted to go there again. Christine had her head bent down looking between her splayed legs as she explained things to me. It was very erotic to watch her touch herself there, and I loved her for her brazen instruction, because I would never have known where to look or what to do to excite a woman let alone bring her to orgasm. I can honestly say that I have never ever been with a woman, who so willingly and openly displayed herself in such an intimate way to me as my sister did that night, and that includes my wife; we were totally at ease with each other, so why should this be considered so wrong? Christine spoke in a matter of fact manner as she explained, but it didn't lessen the excitement, my aching cock was proof of that. Her lips were now spread apart, they were neat and tidy, no flaps like some girls have, the flesh looked tight and springy, no doubt due to her youth and the lack of cocks banging away at it. She ran a finger between the tight folds until it came to rest at the top of the slit. "There you are Marty; see that little bump, that's my clitoris." "Blimey sis, is that it?" "Yeah, and if I rub, or stroke it, its a nice feeling, probably something like you feel when you stroke yourself." "That's what you were doing earlier, right." "Yeah, that's right, and if I do it for long enough, ill cum too." Christine touched the little bud with the tip of her finger, and gently rubbed it, she said that it can be very sensitive and must be treated gently. Then my darling sister invited me to touch it. "Do you want to feel it Marty." "Bloody hell, can I?" "Of course you can, here, just use the tip of your finger like I did and touch it." I put my hand between her legs, I singled out my middle finger to use for this special deed, Christine continued to hold her pussy lips to the side to help me, my fingertip touched the little bud, I don't know what I expected, but the fact I was doing this blew me away, and that old familiar thumping in my head and chest returned, not to mention my cock. I looked into Christine's eyes and she smiled at me, I didn't really know what I should do next so I asked. "What now sis?" "Nothing really, its late ennit." "Yeah I know, but show me what to do Chris." "Ok, but only for a little while you randy sod." "I can't help it Chrissy, you drive me mad." "You always say the right things Marty, Ok ill show you, and then you have a go." I moved my hand away to make room for hers, Christine used her fingers of one hand to keep her lips apart while a single finger of the other hand located that little bud, She told me that it actually feels better if its a little wet, so she slid her finger lower and dipped it in the juice which was coating the hole now clearly visible, I watched her finger slide upwards and once again make contact with her clitoris, she began to slowly rub it, and I noticed the smooth swelling of its head glisten. "That's all you need to do Marty, come on your turn." I needed no encouragement, I soon had my hand at the ready between her lovely thighs, my middle finger extended and I once again touched her little Clit, this time though it felt a little different, I noticed it had grown harder. "Ooh! it feels different Chrissy." "Yeah, I know Marty, its because we are touching it, and i like it." "It's quite hard now." "It will be, you must have the right touch." she chuckled quietly. I remembered what she did earlier so I slid my finger down her slit towards the opening of her pussy and let it become wet in her lovely juice, and as I placed my finger back onto the little hard knob of her clitoris she whispered. "Good boy." I liked her saying that, it seemed odd, but it was as if she was praising the fact i had been paying attention to what she had said earlier, "Good boy", yeah! I liked that. I began doing exactly what she showed me, taking care to be very gentle, I could feel her little clitoris had grown, I am not saying it was one of those really big ones but it had visibly got larger, and changed in colour too, it now seemed red and enflamed, and it was really hard compared to the soft flesh surrounding it. I rubbed it for her and made a point of keeping my finger moist by every now and then dipping it in the wet hole of her pussy, I thought I was getting good at it, and this seemed apparent when I could feel Christine start to fidget. I had noticed that since we had begun our fun together, Christine becomes increasingly fidgety when her excitement levels rise. This encouraged me no end, I knew I must have been doing ok, and the, "Only for a little while" was becoming rather more extended, and Christine seemed happy to let me continue. I rubbed that little bud softly and slowly, and Christine showed more signs that I was doing a reasonable job. Her breathing had grown heavier and every now and again she would close her eyes to concentrate on what was happening. Her fingers released her pussy lips and the taught yet soft flesh seemed to envelope my finger as I continued rubbing her clitoris. She placed her hands on her inner thighs and pulled at the milky skin in an attempt to make space for me, her legs were now spread beyond belief, she looked amazingly horny, and she was feeling it too. "Oh my god Mart, that feels so good." "Is this ok sis?" "Oh yeah, a little faster if you can, Ooooh." I increased the speed of my finger and she was definitely on the way to an orgasm, I could feel her bum moving, almost gyrating in the seat, she was huffing and puffing and sighed aloud. "Oooh yeah that's it Mart, Ooooh don't stop, Oooh." I let my finger drift away from her hotspot occasionally and slipped the tip into her pussy hole just to dampen it before resuming my attempt to bring her to a climax. "This ok Chrissy?" "Oh Mart, yeah don't stop." She took a massive breath inwards and held it just the same as she did in the car earlier, her legs trembled and she moaned through gritted teeth as her orgasm finally began, I took the liberty of allowing my finger to drift down to her wet hole and sink right inside before quickly going back to stimulating her clit, I seemed to have stumbled upon a good technique because she cried aloud when i did it. "Oh yesss, Oooh do that again." So I kept dipping my finger into Christine's pussy and then rubbing her clit alternating it, the whole area became very wet, and a few times I buried my finger deep inside her, it seemed to be this which sparked her orgasm, she let out a massive groan and I quickly darted from clit to pussy hole, she kept saying, "Don't stop, don't stop." At last she expelled the air within her lungs and her legs shook, I pushed my finger as deep as it would go, right up her, and she told me to keep it there, I moved it around inside her a little until her orgasm subsided, she placed her hand over mine. "That's enough Marty." We were both looking down between her legs and watched as I carefully withdrew my finger from her lovely pussy, it was coated in her juice and she must have read my mind, because she looked up at me, smiled and said. "Go on, if you have too." "Do you mind?" "No, just do it you randy sod." I was feeling so comfortable with my sister during these moments, so what I was about to do seemed natural enough, but with her watching and giving me permission it was unbelievably horny, she seemed to like watching me, I know it must have been a turn on for her to know her brother was enjoying tasting her most intimate of bodily fluids, I assumed this because firstly I am sure she would have turned her nose up at it, and secondly she would have said no to me doing it in the first place, and finally since my initiation into the joys of tasting pussy juice I have had thoughts of seeing Christine perhaps returning the favor and tasting either my pre cum or perhaps the ultimate my sperm. Time will tell with that one. She watched with a serious expression on her face, I wondered what she was thinking as my tongue made contact with my sticky finger, I didn't go over the top with what I did for fear of embarrassing her, I licked it a few times and finished by popping it quickly into my mouth and closing my lips around it before sliding it out again. She tasted divine, I never realised that a girl could taste so good down there. Then of course thoughts of oral sex filled my head, and I wondered if Christine would have similar ideas.