0 comments/ 81074 views/ 10 favorites My Sexual Awakening Ch. 01 By: MesaAzGuy This story is purely fiction, all made up for my masturbatory habits and fun. This is chapter 1, if you do not like gay, lesbian, bisexual, straight and incest as well as a few other fetishes that will be in future chapters, then do not read on. On the other hand, please vote for this story and contact me if you like it, I would love to hear from you, good or bad, but especially if it helps you get off and want to chat about it. ~~~ I walked into my bedroom, tired from work today. I dropped onto my bed wearily to relax before dinner time. It was only a few minutes before I was asleep. I awoke to a noise, although faint, I must not have been sleeping too soundly. It was a soft sound but still a distinct one. Hard breathing and grunting is unmistakable. Shaking the cobwebs from my head, I slowly got out of bed and gently walked over to the door between my room and the shared bathroom. Slowly I put my ear to the door to listen closer and to see if I could figure out what exactly was going on behind that door. I slide down to the floor onto my knees, time to look through the keyhole and see what's really going on. As my eye came level to the hole, it took a second to focus and to realize what I was seeing. ~~~~ "Oh Yeah... that's fucking incredible." My brother's best friend whispered. "Yeah just like that dude." My brother was on his knees in front of his best friend. My brother was giving his best friend John a blowjob. And I was witnessing this through the keyhole of my bathroom door. I didn't know my younger brother was gay. He always talked about girls at his high school openly, who he was dating and who he was hoping to get into the back seat on his old Ford Crown Vic. I knelt and looked on transfixed watching my 18 year old brother Gary bob his head up and down on John's cock. And then, for the life of me.....I was hard and rubbing my own cock through my jeans. John grunted harder and louder. Gary took the hard prick from his mouth, just holding it with his hand and shushed him, urging him to be quiet. With a glare in his eyes, John pulled my baby brothers head back deep onto his pole. I couldn't stop watching this erotic image with my left eye and rubbing my cock with my right hand. "Dude I am gonna cum!" John yelped trying to keep his voice down. Gary pulled the rigid tool from his mouth, jerking it as fast as he could with his hand. He kept his mouth inches from his best friend's tool and it happened. With a twitch and a jolt John started to cum. I saw the first shot take flight over Gary's head and out of my sight. The second and third shots I saw clearly land on my brother's face and lips. Quickly Gary licked his lips and dropped his mouth back down onto John's twitching cock, sucking all the sperm he could out of it and any subsequent spurts that were still coming. "Ummm, nice." Gary murmured. As I watched Gary then proceed to lick the cock in his face clean. Followed by the balls and lastly under the balls between Johns brown eye and his junk. Gary stood and moved to the sink next to his friend. "Thanks dude, I needed that." John chirped. "Next time it's your turn dude." ~~~~ As quietly as I could I stood and walked back over to my bed and lay down again, all the while still stroking my cock through my jeans. I couldn't believe what I just witnessed, more so, I can't believe how hot it made me to watch it. I don't think I ever been this hard, and I am as straight as an arrow. I hadn't even thought of gay sex before as a turn on. From down stairs, "Kids, dinner will be ready at six! Gary is John staying for dinner?" "No mom!" Gary shouted back from his room. "He's going home in a few minutes!" I turned to look at the clock next to my bed and it was 5:34. I had time to rest before heading down stairs for dinner. But my own cock needed attention now and I don't think I can ignore the beast in my pants. It occurred to me that I was about to masturbate thinking about my brother sucking off his friend and I shivered. So I headed over to my computer and booted up my computer, turning the volume all the way down so that when it booted up my brother wouldn't hear it. It took a few minutes but I was quickly on one of my favorite porn sites looking at older women sucking and fucking young guys like me. One of my favorite fetishes, ever since I saw my mother naked and couldn't get over hot and tight she looked for being almost fifty. I loved the older women and incest fetishes and it never failed to make me cum fast. I was stroking fast as the time until dinner was approaching even faster it seemed. But every picture I looked at and stroked too, I kept flashing to the cock in my brother's mouth. I tried to shake the thought off and only found myself more excited but distracted. My jeans were around my ankles bunched up with my underwear and I was furiously stroking my cock when I heard. "Dinners ready!" I exploded all over myself. Cum shot all over my shirt and hands, "Fuck" I thought. I have to get cleaned up and get to the kitchen. ~~~~ Minutes later I was sitting at the table in between my sister Becky and Gary. Looking over at the other side of table I saw my dad, and my other sister Sara. The only open chair belonged to mom who was walking toward the table from behind me and Gary. Coming to a stop at the end of the table between Gary and her open seat, she sat down two more bowls of vegetables next to the pot roast in the center of the table. "Okay everyone, let's eat..." She blurted. But not before noting something on Gary's head and wiping it off her son's hair. As she sat down, I watched my mother look funny at her hand. The sperm John shot up over Gary's face didn't make it over his head, and now it was on my mom's hand. I watched as I came to understand what it was and watched my mother smell it. Seeing a strange look on her, she looked over at Gary and blushed red. She quickly wiped her hand with her napkin. And shot Gary a look and a grin. My Sexual Awakening Ch. 02 This story is purely fiction, all made up for my masturbatory habits and fun. This is chapter 2, if you do not like gay, lesbian, bisexual, straight and incest as well as a few other fetishes that will be in future chapters, then do not read on. On the other hand, please vote for this story and contact me if you like it, I would love to hear from you, good or bad, but especially if it helps you get off and want to chat about it. My cock was slipping past the lips of my brother's best friend John. Wet, warm and smooth as I pushed into his face. How is this happening? "Wow John that's good, you must have practiced this a lot." John mumbled with my dick in his mouth; " mmmm hmmm". I continued to push my rod into his face, effectively starting to fuck his face with a nice rhythm. Grabbing his head, I really started to pound into him. My eyes rolled back and I leaned my head back extremely enjoying this carnal pleasure of his mouth. John gagged a little and brought his hand off the base of my shaft, raising it to my stomach to push me back and out of his wet cum slicked mouth. "What's wrong?" I asked immediately wanting to get my cock back into that warm wet place. "I may have done this enough to be good, but you're really big and long and I can't handle you really stuffing it into my throat. Let me take control and relax. Don't move a muscle and let me do the work."... He paused..."Okay?" Nodding my head in understanding, I just wanted back in. John stood up and said; "You know, this will be easier for me on the bed." Taking his lead, I followed him over to my brother's bed and he gently pushed me back onto the bed. "Shift all the way up on the bed so I can get on with you." I settled in and was expecting John to climb up on the bed. Unexpectedly, he stood there for a moment and moved to the head of the bed, inches away from my head. "I need to get my pants off and I wanted you to get a better look then the other day." John unbuttoned his shorts, unzipped and slowly slid his shorts down. His cock popped out with a bounce and a wiggle semi-erect. "Like what you see?" John asked. Not knowing how to answer I just nodded. "You want me to get back to sucking your big cock?" He asked almost mockingly. "Well." I nodded again. "I want to hear you say it!" John glared at me waiting for my answer. "Tell me what you want!" Regaining my speech I barely choked out; "Suck me?" John was in control now; "You can do better then that." "I want you to suck my cock!" I blurted... adding "Please." With that John stepped up on the bed and started positioning himself by lying next to me. His face next to my hips and his crotch near the side of my head, his semi close enough to touch my sideburns. If I turned my head I could easily lean in and suck his cock too. Did he want me to? Is that why he got in this position? "Slide down a little more." He told me. Once there; he adjusted again and brought his hand to my balls and his face was on my hip inches away from me. "Please suck my cock." I pleaded. Leaning in and up on his elbows, his hand slid up my cock and I felt his mouth engulf the crown and slide slowly down. John continued slowly up and down my rod running circles with his tongue around the head, and I was in heaven. I felt the bed shift a little as John moved and realized he was repositioning again. I saw his leg come up off the bed and thought he was going to put it on the other side of my head for a classic 69. I closed my eyes and dread grew in my belly. I don't know if I can suck a cock I rambled in my head. Quickly I came to realize he didn't shift the way I thought and he was just getting more comfortable with a higher stance to blow me better. With some relief in mind I was then hit with pangs of guilt and remorse, "I am gay?", I thought. John was moving faster taking a little more then half my cock into his mouth, apparently as much as he could. His other hand down under my balls and rubbing with my taint. My thoughts cleared with the jolt of pleasure feeling the back of his throat and realizing he had three quarters of my cock in now. "uhhhhhh" I mumbled enjoying this. He sped up, moving his head as fast as he could and slid his other hand down to my asshole, toying with it gently. Moving his index finger in circles around my sphincter opening, the feeling was intense. I was a hair away from coming and I started to tense up, John must have noticed. In a split second I felt his finger enter my ass and his mouth bound down as far as he could with hard suction and I couldn't hold back. "I'm cummmmmming!" I almost yelled. My balls tightened as much as possible and I felt my load flow fast and hard up the length of my cock. John just held his head down and tight against me and took my load like a slut slurping cum for millionth time! I spasmed and shook and continued to shoot my cum into his throat, he began to slide back and take my last couple shots completely into his mouth. Breathing heavily and still shaking, I felt John getting up of me and edging off the bed. I turned to look to see where he was going and to my surprise he was going to the closet. I thought, " what's in the closet?" As John opened the door and Gary came into view, I just about broke down into tears realizing he watched me get a blowjob and, and, and..... "Oh my god!" "Great cock bro!" My brother stammered out. "Told you he'd be big like me." Talking to John. "What?" I yelped. "Relax, I'll explain everything bro." To be continued.... My Sexual Awakening Ch. 02 Author's note: Thanks for all the positive feedback on my first story. This is the second story in a series, and if you haven't already read My Sexual Awakening part 1, I suggest you do as it sets the scene for what is to follow. As with part 1, there is not much fiction in this story either. ***** After our night of passion I dropped Cathy off outside her dormitory. She kissed me on the lips and said, "I really enjoyed tonight, I'll see you tomorrow." I watched her perfect body walk up the steps and disappear behind the front door, then drove to my dorm building, a few hundred metres away. Boy did I sleep well that night. The last thing I thought about was the amazing experience I had shared with Cathy, her touch, her voice, her golden hair, her eyes and the look on her face as she reached her powerful orgasm. She was the first thing I thought of when I awoke, and the scent of her lingered on my fingers, bringing back a flood of sensuous events from the night before. With both excitement and anxiety I was looking forward to seeing her in the Psychology 101 lecture at 9:30 that morning. Excited because of the way she made me feel and the way she had opened herself to me, but a little anxious as I wasn't sure how we would handle this new dimension of our relationship. Walking across the sun-bathed lawns to the lecture theatre, Cathy was all I could think of. I arrived early and took my usual seat near the back, watching as people trickled in, waiting with bated breath for her to enter, wondering what I would say, whether she would be alone or with her friends from her floor at the dorm. The lecture began, but still no sign of her. My thoughts raced; had something happened to her? Had she changed her mind about me? Maybe she was just a bit late, but an hour later she still had not turned up and, hardly hearing a word the lecturer had said for the previous hour, I left to go to my tutorial. I was beginning to think that was the end of a delicious but brief encounter. The tutorial was engaging and took my mind off Cathy a bit, but by the time I walked back to my room I was feeling rather dejected. Imagine my surprise when I found a note under my door that said: "Come to my room after dinner, and bring a book if you can. C." My heart jumped. She does want to see me. The book reference is our group's code word for pot, which we liked to smoke a few times a week. The rest of the day was a drawn out blur as I counted the hours until dinner. Whatever dinner was I couldn't remember but, having scored a small amount of hash from a friend, I made my way to her dorm block. My heart was beating in nervous excitement as I climbed the stairs to her floor. Walking down the carpeted corridor I wondered how many other beautiful girls on her floor, even in her building, were sexually active, how many had boys in their rooms right now? Cathy answered my knock on her door in an instant, which made me feel even better, and after I had stepped inside she locked the door and embraced me, kissing me deeply and passionately, pulling me in close. When we broke our kiss, I stood back to look at her. She was wearing a full length long sleeved, dark purple crushed velvet dress with a lace up front. I looked around and noticed that the only source of light was a few candles, giving off a warm glow to the room, the walls of which was decorated with two red patterned and fringed shawls, a black and white poster of Bob Dylan, a coloured poster by Alfonse Mucha, numerous small pictures of pretty things stuck on the walls, a book shelf and lots of girlie things like hairbrushes, colourful small containers and some sandalwood incense burning. Pink Floyd's Ummagumma was playing softly on a tape recorder in one corner. I started to say that I missed her at Psych, but she stopped me with a finger on my lips and said, "I did some shopping this morning. Would you like to see what I bought?" I told her that I would and she asked if I managed to get a book. I produced a matchbox containing the small lump of hash and her face lit up. "Ooh, a hard cover," she replied (paperback was code for grass, hardcover was code for hash), "I'll get a pipe." After we had each had a smoke and were beginning to feel relaxed and buzzed Cathy told me to sit on the bed and showed me a few clothes that she had bought that morning. "Would you like to see them on me?" she asked, not really needing an answer, but I gave one anyway. "Oh yes please," was all I could manage, and she hung the clothes and their hangers on a wardrobe door knob. "You know," she confided with a lustful smile, "I have never done this kind of thing for any other boy, nor have I ever done what I did last night." I felt flattered and answered that I hadn't either. So it seemed we were both virgins. "I have had my eye on you ever since I saw you at the Union building with your mates at the start of the semester," Cathy told me, "and I have wanted you ever since. Now I will show you what I bought." She started loosening the corded tie of the front of her beautifully draped dress and let it slide off her shoulders into a velvet puddle at her feet. She wore no bra and her small, round breasts stood straight out. All she had on was a pair of black bikini panties and she looked stunning. She stepped out of the flattened dress, turned around and reached over to the wardrobe knob, removing a beautifully richly coloured full circle, long Indian skirt which she stepped into and clipped together. Then, reaching over again, removed another coat hanger, on which hung a simple red and purple cheesecloth blouse with gold braid embroidery. She slipped it over her head and turned around. "What do you think?" she asked twirling and parading as if she were a model. "You look beautiful in that," I replied truthfully. The tape was now playing Iron Butterfly's In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, one of my favourites. She minced over to me and sat astride my lap and, with her breasts pressing into me, gave me a big kiss. Her pelvis was rocking slowly against my hardening member and she continued this for a slow minute or two. "That's not all I bought," she said with a cheeky grin. Bouncing up she stepped over to the wardrobe again and retrieved a black paper bag. She took out two pairs of panties, one black lace and the other a red silky pair. Her hands went to the hem of her blouse and she lifted it over her head, tossing it on top of the previously discarded dress. Then her skirt was undone and she stepped out of that too. Standing there, naked except for her black knickers, and was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. With a glint in her eyes, Cathy hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and as she slipped them down, she turned her back to me. The black pair also ended up on the pile on the floor and she stepped into her new black lace ones and turned around again. "What do you think of these," she asked. "I bought them especially for you." She stepped over and stood in front of me, her lacy crotch inches from my face. Again I could faintly smell the now familiar aroma of her arousal and reached out to caress her hips and buttocks through the thin material. My fingers traced around to the front, where I could see a faint dark area that was her pubic hair, and I traced over her mound. She shivered slightly, but not from the cold, and stepped back. Hooking her thumbs again, she turned around and repeated the process, this time pulling on the red satin panties. Turning around, she rubbed herself a little and I could see that a dark patch was beginning to spread over her now prominent pussy lips. I had been having hardons intermittently all afternoon, since reading Cathy's note, and for the last 10 minutes or so it was harder than it had ever been. Glancing down, Cathy noticed that too. "Wouldn't you be more comfortable with your jeans off?" she suggested. Needing no further encouragement I removed them and sat there feeling less constrained but with a huge bulge in my underpants. As Iron Butterfly's drum solo began to slow down she straddled me again and began gently rocking back and forth. Her satin panties felt so good to the touch as I caressed her buttocks, then lifted my hands to gently cup her firm, small breasts. Her head arched back and she moaned softly, thrusting harder along my erect cock. The feeling was exquisite and I didn't think I could hold on much longer. The events of Cathy's erotic show and the delicious feel of her satin panties moving against my cotton covered erection were too much for me. I murmured urgently, "I think I'm gonna . . ." and then, with a grunt followed by a low moan, I lost control and my penis pulsed several times as I released my sperm, filling my underpants with a warm, sticky mess just as the drum solo finished. "Did you just . . .? Did I just make you cum?" Cathy asked, scooting back a little. "Oh poor baby, and I really wanted to watch you spray it all over me like you did last night. Never mind, do you think you could manage it again?" I nodded, telling her that I just needed a little time. She hopped off my lap, directed me to stand and picked up a towel from the wash basin. She slid down my drenched undies, remarking, "Wow, that's a lot of spunk!" She dipped a finger into the pool and licked it off. "Mmmm, tastes good," she purred. Then, using the towel, she tenderly wiped up the mess from my groin, and laid the towel on the bed near the pillows. "I am so hot from this, that I need to finish myself off," she announced, sitting on the towel, her back against the headboard. "Maybe watching me will put some lead back in your pencil," she added, her eyes flashing. Feeling a bit silly being naked from the waist down, I removed my T-shirt and sat cross-legged opposite Cathy. She leaned back and began stroking herself through the red satin panties, which were now quite drenched in the front. After a short while she removed them, giving me the first proper look at her sweet treasure. A neatly trimmed, soft light brown fuzz framed her pouting pink lips, which were glistening from her excitement. Her finger traced around the opening, sliding in, then up to the top, where I could see her clitoris bulging out from under its hood. She worked her fingers around the swollen bump, sometimes flicking it, other times gently squeezing it between her slippery fingers. Her breath was coming in pants now as she urgently whispered, "Touch me, anywhere, please!" I sat up on my knees and my hands went to her breasts, which I cradled, then gently pinched and tweaked the nipples. Then she commanded me to go "down there" and at first my hand rested on top of hers until she withdrew it and let me fondle her most sensitive parts. Cathy directed me as to what to do, where and how to rub, press and flick as she lay back and almost sobbed with pleasure. Her hips were rising up and down to my ministrations until she suddenly said, "I'm about to come, just watch now," and her fingers quickly replaced mine, rubbing in circles around her clit. "Oooh yes!" she cried and her vagina twitched and a spray of clear liquid squirted out, onto the towel, followed by a copious dribbling stream. I was surprised to say the least! I had felt how wet she had been last night, but not realised the force of her "ejaculation". Noting the expression on my face she explained, "That usually happens, I have always been very wet. I thought it was normal for everyone, but talking to a few of my girlfriends, I found out that I'm the only one I know who does that. I always have to sit on a towel." "I love that you do that," I answered in amazement, rubbing my fingers in the small amount that had landed on my thigh. "I see that's got your attention," she grinned, looking at my erection that had been throbbing ever since she started masturbating. I lazily began to stroke myself, using some of Cathy's juice for lubrication. Even though I had already come a little while ago, the whole evening was the most erotic time I have ever had in my life and could tell my orgasm would not be far away. "I love watching how you stroke it," she said after a few minutes, "can I have a go?" Without waiting for an answer, she reached over and ran her hand up and down the shaft, causing tingles of excitement to course through my whole body. She wasn't just stroking it, she was making love to it. She asked which was the most sensitive part, and I directed her hand to the underside, near the ridge of skin, and all over the plum head. There was plenty of precum oozing out and her strokes were slick and electrifying. "Touch my balls," I requested and, with her other hand, she gently cupped them, then ran her fingers down to my anus. I had never felt anything so wonderful before. Then she asked me to play with myself again, and with her now free hand she slid up my chest to my nipple. The feeling was even more intense than when she did it last night and I knew I was past the point of no return. "Here it comes," I announced and she moved in a bit closer, pushed her chest out and told me to cum on her breasts. When she pinched my nipple and I was pushed over the edge. Spurt after spurt flew towards her, splattering her breasts, nipples and neck. "Wow!" Such a lot again," she giggled and rubbed some of it around her nipple. We kissed for a while, then finished off the rest of the hash and snuggled under her doona. We talked for what seemed like hours about ourselves in a way that we never had when we were just friends. We discovered that we both greatly enjoyed watching each other masturbate, and in fact loved doing it for and to each other. After a while we both agreed I should go back to my dorm. She stood up, reached to a hook near her bed, took down a colourful, Japanese style designed thin dressing gown and wrapped it around her luscious body. "You can't be going back to your room wearing these soggy undies," she said lifting them off the floor with one finger and dropping them into the black paper bag her new knickers came in, "and you can't very well have no undies on at all, so you can wear these," offering her previously discarded black lace ones. Feeling just a tad embarrassed, I slipped them on (just my size) before pulling up my jeans and then putting on my T shirt. I loved the way Cathy's panties felt against my skin and wearing them was strangely erotic in a kinky sort of way. "Next time," she whispered in my ear, "I think I'm going to let you be the one to take my virginity. Sleep tight!" and squeezed my buttock playfully as I walked out the door. My Sexual Awakening Ch. 03 This story is purely fiction, all made up for my masturbatory habits and fun. This is chapter 3, if you do not like gay, lesbian, bisexual, straight and incest as well as a few other fetishes that will be in future chapters, then do not read on. On the other hand, please vote for this story and contact me if you like it, I would love to hear from you, good or bad, but especially if it helps you get off and want to chat about it. ~~~ I sat in front of the TV flipping channels. Bored and alone, the thoughts kept flowing and I couldn't really care what was on the boob tube. Finally I decided to go to my room and relieve some of the built up sexual stress I felt from what happened with John, my brothers best friend and Gary, my brother watching. Once I settled onto my bed and the bedroom door was closed, I started gently rubbing the front of my jeans to build up a nice hard on. Thinking about my brother Gary telling me of how he became bisexual. How his first experience went and how he let go of his homophobic feelings. Then as I focused on the image of John with my cock in his mouth and the incredible feelings he gave me. The last image that crossed my mind was of John sucking the rest of my cum from the end of my cock, I was rock hard and it was time to let the beast out of its cage. I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, lifted my ass off the bed and pushed the jeans and my underwear down to my ankles. Using my feet I pushed one leg off, then the other. Naked from the waist down and ready to handle my urges, I fisted my erection and slowly stroked. My experience with John was so burned into my mind's eye, I started recalling the blowjob so clearly I was actually murmuring the words I said to him while he was sucking my cock. "Please suck my cock!" As I rocked my dick up and down, I kept repeating those words semi out loud, "Please suck my cock!" My jerking off to that memory was pushing me closer and closer to the edge of shooting my load all over. I was in my own world, delirious with lust and wanting to cum so bad. So close, so close, seconds away, I rubbed faster. In a flash of a second, multiple things seemed to happen simultaneously. My orgasm broke loose as I was crying out; "John!" as my sister Sara standing at my door said; "Ohhhh.....Ohhhh My GOD!" Her mouth open watching me shoot globs of cum on my shirt, I opened my eyes to see her. In the throes of Cumming all over myself, I really couldn't do anything but let my orgasm finish its course. And I couldn't help but watch her face as she saw me shoot 7 or 8 ropes of cum all over myself. As my cum subsided I could finally move to cover myself by pulling my shirt down as far as it could go, stretching it out past most of my rod. Sara started to come to her senses as well after watching her little brother cum. "Sorry, I am so sorry." She spoke as she turned and started back through the door. "Sara..wait!" I yelled out, but she would have none of that and just kept on going to her room where I heard her door close followed by the click of her door locking. "Shit!" I exclaimed. ~~~ Hours past and I felt like shit not knowing what to do about what happened. Would Sara tell mom and dad, would she tell my friends? I doubted those thoughts because she was always cool and we were always close, but would we lose our close relationship because of this? Would she even talk to me anymore? "Fuck!" I heard the phone ring and someone in the house must have answered it because it stopped ringing pretty quickly. A couple minutes after that, Becky (my other sister) knocked on my door and announced through it that mom and dad won't be home until late tonight, so dinner is whatever you make for yourself. "What else could go wrong to make my life worse?" I thought. Getting myself together, figuring it would be best to feed myself early and stay out of the main rooms where Sara and I could see each other, I headed to the kitchen. Not being a cook I took a box of mac and cheese out and started to boil some water. KISS – Keep It Simple Stupid, cook something fast and head back to your room just as quick was the idea. "We need to talk about today." Sara said from behind me. My heart plummeted into my stomach. I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything. Sara chimed in again; "Look, why don't you stop making that and I will take you out to dinner so we can talk in private about today? Okay?" Still not knowing how to respond, I just shook my head in the affirmative and turned off the burner. "Good... Come on let's get out of here." Sara took the lead. She grabbed my hand and led me towards the front door. I just followed. In the drive way, she pushed the button on the remote locks to her car and we separated to each side and got in. "Look, it's not that bad!" She spoke as she started the car. "Smile a little would you?" ~~~ We pulled through the drive in of fast food place a couple miles from the house and ordered burgers, fries and soft drinks. Once we were through the drive in, she got right back on the road and we drove about another 5 miles away from our house. Totally confused now, I finally spoke up; "Where are we going?" "I am house sitting a friend's place and no one's there, so we can talk in private." A couple blocks later we pulled into a driveway and Sara used a remote to open the garage door. "Let's go in and eat." Sara chimed in and I followed her through the big house until we got to the living room. "Wow this is a great place, whose friend of yours owns this?" I asked. "Actually a boyfriend of mine, well more like an occasional lover. But he asked me to keep an eye on the house while he's away on business. You know, water the plants, and gather the mail, stuff like that." "Very nice." We sat on the couch on opposite ends and opened the bags of food, splitting it up and starting to eat. Sara stopped me and said "Hang on a sec." Walked out of th room and came back with two beers. "I need a drink and I figured you could use one too." Then we commenced eating not really speaking, sometime during the meal, Sara turned on the big screen TV and flipped to a movie channel. I finished up my meal just after Sara and gathered our trash. Sara told me the kitchen was through that door and the trash can was under the sink. She followed that up with; "Bring two more beers back with you too!" Doing as I was told, I grabbed the beers and headed back. As I sat on the same edge of the couch, Sara shifted and moved towards me until she was sitting next to me. Thank god she was taking control of this conversation, because I wouldn't know how to start or what to say. "I ummmm.... I'm sorry for walking in on your today" She stuttered out. " I just want to explain and apologize because I don't want for you and me to be awkward okay?" "Sure." "Let me tell you what happened and then we get through this. Okay?" Again I just nodded. She looked me in the eye and started. "I was coming down the hall and was about to pass your room and I heard you a little. It sounded like you were talking but I couldn't tell what you were saying and was going to ignore it. I figured you were on the phone. But then I heard you grunt and it sounded like you were hurt." She paused, seemingly gathering her thoughts. "So.... That kind of stopped me and I asked through the door if you were okay and you didn't answer. I knocked and asked again and when you didn't answer or open the door, I ummm heard you grunt again and I really thought something was wrong." Listening to her, I didn't believe she called out to me or knocked on my door. I would have heard her. I was sure of it. She continued; "I didn't know what to do. So when I heard you grunt again, I went in and .... And ....and that's when, well you know the rest." Sara almost completely stuttered that out. "I am sorry. I didn't do it on purpose and..." sighing she finished; "I can't believe this happened again." "What do you mean happened again?" "Long story, I will tell you some other time about it, but are we okay because I don't want us to be all weird and awkward. Okay?" "Yeah." We finished up those beers and Sara went and got two more for us. As she sat next to me, she asked; "Can I ask you some questions about today?" "Okay." "Are you gay?" ~~~ Hours went by and beers went by and hundreds of questions went by in both directions. But as it seemed the conversation was seemingly coming to an end, I asked if she was okay to drive because it was late in the evening and we should be going home. We both had too much to drink. Sara suggested; "Call home and tell them you're sleeping over a friend's house, mom and dad know I am house sitting and they won't care or even notice if I don't come home tonight. We'll crash here tonight. So it won't be a problem." "Cool... and thanks." I made the call and talked to Becky, she said she would leave mom and dad a note. As I came back to the living room and hanging up the cell phone, Sara handed me some swim trucks. That's when I noticed she was in a 2 piece black bathing suit, and not a large one either. "Get changed and meet my out back, we'll soak in the hot tub." She stammered out as she stumbled towards the back of the house. I quietly thought that she had too many beers and as she turned the corner, I hurriedly dropped my pants and put the suit on. Trying to catch up with her, excited about being in a hot tub for only maybe the third time in my life. As I walked outside I saw my sister in the tub, just her head and shoulders above the bubbling water line. "Grab some beers from that fridge on your way, pleeeaaasseeeeee." Slurring a little as she spoke. I turned to find a mini fridge on the patio well stocked with beer. I took four bottles and entered the hot tub, setting the beers on the edge of the tub between us. "Can I tell you a secret?" Sara slurred again. And I just nodded. "Okay but don't peat this, I mean repeat this. Sorry, I had too much beer I dink......think." Quickly followed by a hiccup, she looked right at me and with a grin said; "You have a great cock and if I wasn't your sister, whadddi, what I would do. I mean wow!" she exclaimed and hiccupped again. "And you know what? You know what?" she kept going; "When you were telling me bout the...(hiccup) the blowjob from (hiccup) John.... God that was (hiccup) hot!" I was as red as could be from embarrassment. Here I was sitting listening to my drunk sister tell me how great my cock was and how hot it was when I explained why I called John's name as I came. Sara was still looking at me. If I didn't know better, I'd swear she was staring right through me. Then she started again. "Damn hiccups. But really you have a great cock bro. I've been with a bunch of guys (hiccup)... none of them pack what you got bro." A couple of hiccups later, "You know what, you know, you (hiccup) came so much it was amazing. Can I? Can I...mevernind, I mean nevermind." "Can you what?" I asked completely clueless where she was going with her possible question. "Okay. (hiccup) can I see it? I mean can I see it (hiccup) again?" "What?" Unbelieving... "Sis, we're related,..... No." "Come on... I already saw it once, and it was in action that time. I won't tell I promise." She batted her eyes and pleaded, "Just one more time." Here I was listening to my sister beg to see my cock. And this isn't something I am used to hearing from any girl, needless to say this conversation had me hard under the water and I had to come up with an excuse to not show her. She might think I was hard because of her. I was, but I didn't want her to know that. "No sis, I.... I can't." I protested. But even in a drunken state, she wasn't going to let me get away with that answer. "Why not?" She made puppy dog eyes this time. "I already saw it once (hiccup). I just want to see it one more time, please?" She begged but I knew I couldn't do it. "Sis, not right now, another time okay?" I think that answer caught in her head because it took a minute for her to figure out why it sounded wrong to her. So she used what she figured out against me. "So bro, it's because your hard right now isn't it?" She let out a moan and closed her eyes. "Okay I get it, you're shy and you don't want to show me cause your hard, (hiccup) but you know what(hiccup), you know, what if I show you? Will you show (hiccup) me?" At this point, now my cock is as hard as it's ever been. And I am semi drunk. I wasn't thinking as straight as I should be. But now my dick was doing the thinking for me and I was just offered the sight of a hot, sexy, wet naked woman. Even if it is my sister, I don't know I can pass this up. "But..." I stammered. Without notice, Sara stood in the tub, her waist just over the top of the bubbling water. I half expected her to take off her top right then and there. "Come on bro, stand up for me." Almost a question, almost a command, I stood slowly. As I raised myself up I could feel my cock shift to a point where it was tenting my swim suit. Just below the water, my aching rod was coming up and out from the hot steamy water. I reached for the edge of the tub to complete my stand and to show my pointed trunks. I slipped just a little towards my sister and she caught me on my chest and shoulders. I wouldn't have fallen, but I certainly would have looked awkward and gangly. Steadied now by Sara's hands on my upper body, I finished standing erect (in more ways than one) in front of one of my sisters. Her eyes shifted down and I can see her looking at my shorts. She hiccupped, then started running her hands over my chest and down onto my abs. Another moan escaped her lips and before I knew it her hand was cupping my erection from the outside of the trunks. It was my turn to let a moan out. Sara quickly re-established eye contact with me and continued to rub my cock. "Oh Sara." I groaned. "Does that feel good bro?" she asked and I just nodded. "Did it feel this way when John touched you?" I just grunted, neither in the affirmative or negative. "Can I see it again?" Not knowing how I found my voice, "Yes!", Sara brought both her hands to my waistband and inserted her thumbs. She started wiggling down my wet trunks, but she didn't get far as my cock was pushing so high and hard on them she had to bring her hands into the front so she could pull them outwards and over my rock hard prick. In doing that, her fingers ran over the crown and I moaned again "Sara." Once the shorts were pulled out enough my cock came into view and she quickly pushed them down. "Mmmmm." She teased, my cock standing 45 degrees into the air in front of me, pointing right at her bikini clad chest. "What a beautiful tool bro." Standing with my proud erection, with the trunks around my knees, Sara clasped her hand around it. We connected eyes again, and she started to stroke me gently and slowly. "Does that feel as good as when John was doing it for you?" I couldn't answer, I was in heaven. "I have another secret to tell you." Sara smirked, stroked my cock and continued. "After I got back to my room today, I had to masturbate and I dreamt of this cock while I did it. I came dreaming of your cock!" Her eyes still locked on mine, she leaned into me and our lips connected for our first kiss. It started slow and gentle, building until I felt her tongue at my lips and I was too far gone not to let her in. Our tongues twisting together, her hand squeezed around my cock tightly between us. She broke the kiss and sat down, not letting go of my dick. I continued to stand there with my eyes closed in dreamland when I was brought to my senses by her lips wrapping around the crown. My Sexual Awakening Ch. 04 This story is purely fiction, all made up for my masturbatory habits and fun. This is chapter 4, if you do not like gay, lesbian, bisexual, straight and incest as well as a few other fetishes that will be in future chapters, then do not read on. On the other hand, please vote for this story and contact me if you like it, I would love to hear from you, good or bad, but especially if it helps you get off and want to chat about it. ~~ My eyes were closed, my swim trunks were below my knees and my cock was in my sister's mouth while standing in a hot tub under the open stars in the back yard of a house my sister was house sitting for. "Uhh" was all I could say. Sara slid her mouth off my cock and replaced it with her hand and gently stroked me. "I think I found the cure for the hiccups!" She chuckled after her own statement bringing me out of my dreamlike state. I opened my eyes and looked down at this gorgeous woman that was my sister stroking my manhood. Reality struck me hard. As much as I had fantasized about having an incestuous encounter, I just wasn't prepared mentally. The strain on my brain was just too much and my knees buckled. It was a good thing we were in water because my ass landed hard on the hot tub seat and my re-entry into the water created quite a splash. My sister's hand never let go of my cock. "You okay bro?" "Yeah" I finally spoke. She smiled with an evil grin and slid off her seat and over to my lap, releasing my hard on, she repositioned herself so that her legs straddled me and my prick was pressed up against her bikini bottoms and her stomach. I could feel the pressure her pussy lips had on me. Our faces were inches apart and I thought she was going to kiss me again. Instead, when her lips were less than an inch away, she asked; "Have you ever fantasized about fucking me?" Then she pecked at my lips and backed off. "God Sara, you are so beautiful." "That doesn't answer my question!" She reached in between us and grabbed hold of the top of my cock again. "Come on bro. I want to know if you have ever stroked this magnificent dick while thinking about me." Her fingers loosened and tightened almost like a suction cup or a pump. "Yes" "That's is so fucking hot to know you were just a couple bedrooms away from me playing with yourself thinking about fucking me." Sara continued to manipulate her fingers around my tool. "I never thought about fucking you until I saw your huge cock today and then it was all I could think about." Her devilish smile returned; "Will you fuck me bro?" If I had any blood left in my brain, I may have thought about saying no. But here I was with a smoking hot woman straddling me in a hot tub. Sister or not, there was only one answer. "God yes, I'd love to fuck you Sara." She leaned in and began kissing me again deeply. Our tongues swirling together, my hands were clamped to my sister's ass cheeks and Sara was wrapped around me. The pumps to the hot tub turned off and the only noise left was our moans of pleasure into each other's mouths. After minutes of passionate kissing, Sara broke away and just like earlier took control. Her eyes bored deep into mine while she leaned back a little, she reached behind her neck and untied her bikini top. She didn't untie the top from behind her back; she just peeled the triangles covering her hard nipples down and off of her breasts. "So you thought about these tits before have you?" I didn't answer; I was too turned on with the sight in front of me. I wasted no time burying my face in my sister's tits. Kissing them and licking them until Sara's hand found the hair on my head and pulled my face from heaven. "So I take it you like your sister's tits?" I could only nod and despite my hair being pulled, I tried to maneuver my head back to its earlier position. Sara held strong with my hair. "As much as I like having my tits played with, I need to fuck and I need it now." Sara stood quickly and as fast as she stood she peeled the bikini bottoms down just as fast. It couldn't have been more than 2 seconds before she straddled me again, only this time her hand held my prick and helped aim it directly into her dripping wet pussy. In unison we groaned together at the incestuous union. "Oh god bro, fuck me!" Instinct kicked in and I began to push into her from my seated position, I couldn't get much of a grip or a long stroke going but that didn't seem to affect my sister. Her eyes were rolling back and she was practically screaming. "God yes, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" Thank god I had already had numerous beers or I'm sure I would have cum immediately. The position although awkward kept me from going to fast I am sure helped me too. "That's it bro, fuck me with your huge cock, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum, OHHHHH Fuck, I'm cumming on my brother's cock!" Sara's whole body tightened up with an intense orgasm, she kept rocking her hips into me until her whole body locked and shivered for more than a minute. She was squeezing me so tightly I couldn't move. The only motion left was her shivering in climax. "Oh fuck that was the best orgasm I've ever had" Her body began to loosen, her posture started to fade and she slumped over against my chest, her head on my shoulder. "God I should have been fucking you way before this!" I sat motionless except for my dick throbbing, tightly sheathed in my sister's pussy. I could have cum right there but for some reason I didn't want it to end. Having a sexy woman planted on my lap, curled up into me, savoring the ecstasy she just tremendously enjoyed was almost perfect. "Oh my god bro, I can't believe the best sex I've ever had was with my own brother. Fuck I still feel so full; you are by far the biggest I've ever had. Oh my god that was so fucking good." Another minute or so passed and Sara finally started to move again. "You're still hard. Did you cum?" She asked me. I shook my head no as she watched my face. "I just took your virginity and you didn't cum?" Somewhere I found the courage to say, "I hope we're not done." "Oh we're not done. I am going to make you cum and you are going to cum hard just like I did." She smirked. Tell me how you want me and you can have it. " As soon as she said that, the offer made my cock throb. "Oh god I felt that. Fuck that feels so good." I purposely made my cock swell again just so I could watch her face each time it thickened inside of her. "Well, tell me what gets you really hot so I can make you cum as hard as you made me cum." "I've always wanted to try doggie style." "Your wish is my command!" Sara started to get up but stopped quickly. "I have to tell you I love doggie style, but what makes it even better is doing it in front of a mirror so I can see you while you fuck me. Can we go in the house?" It wouldn't have mattered what my sister asked of me, I would have said yes. Slowly she lifted off me until I could feel my dick slide completely out of her. She shivered when we broke contact and we hurried out of the water. I reached for a towel but her hand found my cock first. "We don't need it. Let's go." I was led into the master bathroom by my cock in her hand. The bathroom light was bright compared to the darkness around the hot tub. The only clothing left on her was the bikini top that was pulled down. This was my first real clear viewing of entire body. Sara twisted the top around her body, pulled the knot and let the top fall to the floor. Now she was as entirely bare from head to toe as I was. That was when I noticed how completely shaven her pussy was and how sexy it looked that way. "From the look you have, can I assume you like what you see?" "Yes, you are perfect" "I'm glad you like, but now you need to fuck me." She spun around and bent at the waist over the bathroom sink, spread her toned and tanned legs wide. "Is this what you want bro?" "Yes" "It's yours! Take it." I stepped up with my rock hard rod until I was just behind her. I bent my knees enough to get myself to the right height. As I started to line myself up with her dripping wet pussy lips, I notice her hand from between her legs. As the tip made contact, she deftly angled me to match her position. I pressed the head into her tight hole and she moaned in approval. I stopped immediately, not because I thought I was hurting her, no. I was a hair trigger away from blowing my load with just the crown inside. Our gaze met in the mirror and beautiful face gave me the confidence to push in further. "Oh fuck that feels so good" "I'm going to cum fast." "That's okay, don't hold back. Fuck me how you want to fuck me. You already gave me the best sex of my life; this time is all about you. I love you" I held still. I didn't know how to react to that. As I stood still, Sara pushed back, taking almost half of me inside her. "Oh fuck that's good" Her movement brought me back to the task. I slid back out; she was tight around me, very tight. As soon as my dickhead reached her lips I pushed again. Harder this time; I repeated this process a little faster each time, growing confidence that I wasn't going to cum with each stroke. After about ten strokes, she was taking almost all of me inside her. When I was that far in I stopped again and looked up to see her looking at me; I held still. "Are you close?" "Yes" "I want you to cum in me; I want you cum so hard. I want it be amazing for you. You have me close to cumming again. Will you cum for your sister?" Those words set me off. Knowing I was fucking her. The taboo, the kink; our eyes met and I began to pump fast and hard. Her eyes started rolling again, and I loved the look on her face. I noticed her tits swaying with each pump, her nipples tracing the countertop. I looked down to see my cock sliding effortlessly into my very first pussy. I went wild and fucked her as hard as I could. My balls began slapping against her; I was all the way in and fucking with power. Sara's pussy was gripping me harder and harder with each stroke. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm going to cum again, oh fuck yes, FUCK ME!" Sara went into full orgasm just before me. My hands held her hips as I continued slamming her from behind. When I felt the damn break, I stopped with my cock in as far as it could go. "Arghhhhhhhhh fuck I'm cumming too" Together we shook, pinned together as I shot rope after rope of hot sperm into her. It was the hottest thing I've ever experienced. Sara stayed with her upper body flat on the counter as my strength gave out and I laid my sweaty upper body against her back.