4 comments/ 34702 views/ 52 favorites My Little Megan By: marquis_de_smut This story is entirely fictional. The characters in this story are over the age of 18, are not real, nor are they in any way related to any real living individual. The intent is strictly for the enjoyment of all readers, and it is not an endorsement of any theme and/or lifestyle. ***** Now you may call me a freak or even a sicko but really I couldn't give a shit, if your sister was as hot as mine you'd want to fuck her too. I mean she is a stunner, well to me a least. She's reasonably tall, well is as tall as I am anyway. She has full, long, blonde wavy hair, fair, freckled skin, and is a little overweight. There are some that would say large or fat, but I'm not that kind of guy, how I see it is that she has amazing curves. She has a sweet smile, come hither eyes, and dark long lashes that she bats all the time in that sexual way. She is a minx; she was a massive flirt with a few lucky individuals and lucky for me I was one of them. She didn't do it in the obvious way, well at least with anyone who wasn't me of course. I think she did it mainly to play with my head. We would always talk dirty to each other, it's just the way we were. Apart from her naughty streak she has a great disposition too, just wants to be loved, and what can I say, I love her. Sure, she can be a little mean just like any other girl but I don't ever feel the brunt of it. It's probably because we are twins, she's the younger one. But I digress; I guess you want to know where I'm going with all this, so I best start from the beginning. Ever since she turned eighteen I took notice of her. She started to fill out, and became the object of my affection. I'm only five minutes her senior, but she looked up to me. We spent quite a bit of time together but I never really let on I was into her. Being her brother and all she might not take it well. So I just played it cool and savoured every little thing I could get from her. The occasional brush of skin, touching when we gestured, peek up and down her skirt when she gave me the opportunity, you know the high school stuff you do. As time went on though I began to spy on her a little and even sneak into her room from time to time. I'd peek on her in the shower, accidentally walk in on her changing in her room, and even a few times I nicked a pair of her used panties and snorted in her aroma. All I can say is, deliciously intoxicating. I know now what you must be thinking, than I'm one of those sick creeps, but I couldn't help it, I wanted her so bad and I never thought it possible that she would ever let me. But it wouldn't be much of a story if I stopped there, now would it. It was around this time she started dating. I was furious of course and watched all of her boyfriends like a hawk. She dated this one guy I couldn't stand, his name was Richard and boy was he a dick. I knew he was only after one thing from my little sister and I was determined to stop him from taking it, apparently she had similar feelings. We always talked and she came to me one day with a few questions. It was after school, when I say school I mean college. We both still lived at home as we were going local and it saved our parents money. Anyway I was holed up in my room as I was most days when I heard a knock at the door. "Can I come in?" Megan asked sweetly. "For a buck," I said stirring her. "Did you say a fuck?" She said poking her head in my room and smirking. "Yes, that's exactly what I said," I said sarcastically. "Well go on then, strip," I said motioning her into the room from my bed. She came into the room and started making really bad stripping music with her voice. She took off her jumper in a comical mood and threw it at me. "How's that?" She said laughing. "Now the dress," I said smirking back at her. "Maybe later," she said planting herself down on the bed next to me. I couldn't help but take a quick glance down her to admire her bare legs. "So what do I owe this meeting to?" I said looking back up to her face. She had a quizzical scrunched up look about her. I knew something was on the tip of her tongue but she didn't want to spit it out. "I've got all night, take your time." "It's Richard," she said reluctantly. She knew I was none too fond of this subject. "What's Dick done now?" I said before she poked me in the gut. "Hey, do you want to start that?" I said readying my fingers for a tickle fest. She placed her hands underneath her arms in response. "I'll be good," she replied meekly before returning to her confused exterior. "So, what did you want to ask me?" "Well, you know how you were with Steph last semester?" I knew exactly what she was referring to, we were about to have a sex conversation. "Dick is laying the moves on you isn't he?" "Yeah," she replied slowly and shying away from my eyes. "And, there's something else?" I said waiting for her to respond. "He's pressuring me and I don't know if I'm ready or if I want him." "You don't have to do anything... wait you don't want him?" I said surprised. "I don't know. It's just that I'd like my first time to be with someone I really like, maybe even love." "Yeah I get that, and Dick just isn't that guy." "Nope," she replied shaking her head slightly. "So..." I said looking for the right words. "Do you have a guy in mind?" "Maybe, I don't know. I mean I just don't know if he'd go for a girl like me." "What! Don't be silly, you are gorgeous, any guy would be so lucky," I said stroking her under the chin. "Thanks, but I know the reality. Not much call for girls like me." "Their loss, my gain," I said reaching out and tickling her side. She squealed as I pounced on her, tickling her all around her waist which in turn kicked off a full fledged tickle fight. We wrestled around the bed tickling and laughing like crazy. Truth was it was getting me so hot, I was hard as a rock. I just had to make sure Megan didn't notice. I grabbed the exposed flesh on her legs when I could pretending it was to tickle her just so I could lay hands on her naked skin. She was strong and had a weight advantage on me so the wrestling was pretty even. She knew I was tickling on the back on my legs, feet, neck and under my arms. Upper body was her main target. She pushed me back against the bed and sat on my stomach pinning me down. Truth was I kind of let her because it meant I had a way to touch her inner thigh. Only problem was that if she moved back at all she would sit on my boner. Then it could get real awkward. "Give up?" she said leaning down and pushing down on my arms splaying me out. "As if," I said squirming underneath her releasing one of my arms from her grasp. She moved her free hand right up to my neck and began to torture me. She knew it was my super sensitive spot. "Two can play at that game," I said wiggling my hand down and under the lip of her dress. Because her knees were either side of my waist there was no way she could clench her thighs together. I slipped my hand slowly up her chunky thigh, savouring every touch of her soft skin. "Not fair," she said biting her lip. "All's fair in love and war," I said spidering my fingers further up her thigh. Her upper thigh was warm and lightly coated with sweat. I circled my fingers in the clammy moisture closing in on where the heat was emanating from. They ran across the small cellulite grooves burgeoning ever closer to her sweet spot. Her wiggles became gasps and pleasurable squeaks. It didn't take a genius to know that she loved it. She barely ever fought me off. Her tickling felt more like a show now, a charade she had to keep up to receive my 'punishment'. I edged my fingers forward slightly and brushed the edge of her panties. A shock of excitement rushed into me as I felt a familiar warmth through the thin cloth. Unfortunately it had a similar effect to Megan and she bounced back on my body. Now came the awkward part that I was trying to avoid. She plomped down against my crotch, it wedged firmly against her butt crack. She stopped for a second and looked at me smiling. "Is that what I think it is?" She asked coyly. "Ummm, ahhhh," I said lost for words. "Did I turn you on?" She said wiggling her butt against me. All I could manage to say was a weird groaning "Ughyeah," whilst trying not to pop a load in my pants. She cackled at how she was playing with me. "Well it's nice to know I can turn at least one guy on." "What can I say, you're hot," I said laughing awkwardly at the situation. "Pfft," she huffed, lifting herself off me and sitting back next to me. I looked down towards my crotch and felt like I needed to hide it. I reached down adjusting myself before rolling sideways to face her. As I turned I noticed her eyes dart back to mine, had she been getting an eyeful I wondered. "So..." I said not knowing what to say next. She just looked at me with her baby brown eyes and fluttered hey lashes. "Um yeah... I um... Hope that wasn't ummm," I said stumbling. "It's ok really, I am flattered. It's nice to know I can excite older guys, even my own brother," she said with a sharp cackle. "I mean that's even more of a compliment in a way. It's gotta be a lot harder to do than just some guy that's into you." "I wouldn't know, I've never had guys into me," I said lightening the mood. "Oh ha ha, you dork," she said pushing me back. "I get you though," I said not thinking about my words. "I mean I understand you... I don't get you, get you... I just, just meant figuratively," I continued, stumbling like a boy after his first girl. She just giggled at how flustered I'd gotten. "Really it's alright. It's better than alright," she said smirking. I wondered what she meant. In fact, that sentence was going to keep me up nights not knowing if it was a quip or not. Hours awake, playing it through my head over and over. "Anyway, thanks for the talk," she said hopping off my bed. "We barely talked," I said bewildered. "It still helped," she said smiling back at me. "I hope whatever you choose to do you make the right decision." "I think I will," she said opening my door before blowing me a kiss. I mimed catching the kiss in mid air, put it in my pocket and winked at her. She left laughing as usual. She really did love my sense of humour, but it was because she truly understood me. We always knew how to make one another laugh. See how hard it was for me with a hot girl in the house? She lives next to my room, she likes spending time with me and allows me to get my hands on her naked flesh. What else could you ask for? Well apart from more, but again I digress, as soon as she'd left the room I got myself off. That little encounter provided me with a least a week's worth of fantasies. I didn't hear anything about it until after the weekend. Every time I saw her in the house my mind went back to that tickle fight and how hot she made me, let alone what she said. I knew she was going to this party on Saturday night and he was her date. But when I saw her on Sunday morning she didn't seem super chipper. She was leaning against the bench in the kitchen drinking a coffee in her pj's when I came in. She barely even noticed me. "How was the party?" I asked opening up the fridge. "Meh," she said hardly looking up from her cup. "Meh?" I asked curiously. "How was Dick?" "Pushy," she said unimpressed. "Oh he thought he'd try his luck last night, I had a feeling he might." "I told him to take a walk," she said turning towards me. "So you guys broke up?" I asked surprised at her move. "Yeah, like I said to you he just doesn't feel like the right guy, even if he thinks he is." "It's for the best then," I replied, making myself a bowl of cereal. "Don't worry, a girl like you won't find it hard to find the right guy." "You're sweet but look at me, I'm a whale," she said motioning to herself. "Don't say that. You are gorgeous." "Why do you always say stuff like that?" She questioned. "Are you just trying to make me feel better?" "Not at all," I said defensively. "I'm serious, you are fuckin' hot," she laughed a little before smiling. She took a sip of her cup and looked contented. "Now if I could only convince other guys of that." "I bet there's a lot of guys out there that think you are sex on legs but you just don't know it, or they are too chicken shit to say so." "Well I'm glad you aren't too chicken shit." "Hey if you weren't my sister I'd find it hard as all hell," I said standing and heading over to the sink. "So if you weren't my brother you wouldn't say anything?" She asked curiously. "I'd be too intimidated," I said placing my bowl on the rack. "Really? Am I that scary?" she said with a chuckle. "Not scary, just pretty." "Awwww," she said blushing a little. "You'd totally have a crush on me," I laughed awkwardly trying not to let on too much. "Probably," I said walking out of the kitchen. I heard her place her cup on the bench and run up behind me. She threw her arms around my waist and gave me a tight squeeze. "How did you get to be so cute?" "Probably the same way that you did," I replied putting my arms on hers. She rested her head on my shoulder and gave me a peck on the cheek. Her warmth felt great pressing against my back, only two thin pieces of material separating us. Her heavy breasts squishing against my shoulder blades, I so badly wanted to turn around and hold her. Just the touch of her skin was turning me on. "So what are you doing today?" She asked squeezing me tighter. "Didn't really have any plans." "Well you can hang out with me today then," she said pushing me across the lounge still holding on. "What did you want to do?" "I was thinking maybe we could go out. Do something fun like laser tag or something." "Yeah I'd be up for that." "Alright well let's go get ready," she said, pushing me towards the stairs before letting go. I walked up the stairs and went to turn towards my rooms when suddenly she slapped me on the butt from behind. I turned and she ran giggling all the way to her room. I chased after her only to have her door shut in my face. I grabbed onto the door handle and tried to push on it but she was leaning against it. "I'll get you back," I yelled through the door. "Good luck getting in," she said laughing and panting. I pushed hard on the door moving it an inch. She held firm and I could just see into her room. She was pushing hard against the door, leaning her weight on it forbidding me entrance. "Fine, well I'll go get changed then," I said deciding I wasn't going to be able to make it into her room. I had another plan though and crept off to the bathroom. I knew she'd have to go the shower in a minute anyway, so I hid behind the door. Right on cue I heard her run across to the bathroom, thinking I'd gone into my room. The door flung open and she ran inside, then realised I was waiting for her and screamed. I lunged towards her as she was side on. I wrapped my right arm around her waist and spun her around further into the room. With my left hand I took a handful of her lush ass, her yipping loudly as I squeezed it. I turned around to open the door and she grabbed onto my t-shirt. The door flung open but she turned and pounced on me in turn, wrestling me from behind. Tripping over my own feet I careened to the floor, Megan stumbling over me and tripping into the hall. We both laughed like crazy as I scrambled to get to my feet, Megan laughed so hard that she began to snort. I reached out to her leg and grabbed onto her pyjama pants, using them as leverage to pull myself up. But as pyjama pants usually are, they weren't overly secured. With one swift pull they dropped to the ground tripping Megan in the process. With a great shriek she plonked down on her butt, facing me. I just lay there for a moment as she sat in front of me naked from the waist down. It was the first time I'd seen her without pants this close up. Her mound was completely bare, obviously waxed and as smooth as the skin on her legs. It was bright pink and puffy, her lips just poking out the bottom of her opening. My mouth began to water with desire as I stared uncontrollably. My shorts were instantly tented, from my push up like position it almost touched the ground. I was lost for words and so was she. "Are... you ok?" I stammered. She quickly pulled up her pants, more embarrassed than hurt. "Yeah, oh my god," she said scrambling up. "I'm so sorry for that, I didn't mean to stare... I mean see, I mean I didn't mean to trip you," I said trying to cover up my words. "It's ok really, I'm sorry you had to see that," she said deflated. "Don't be silly, it wasn't your fault, really it was all me." "But I mean seeing me naked, yuk," she said putting herself down. "Hey don't apologise for that, remember what I said earlier, you are sexy and what I just saw then was no exception," I couldn't believe what I'd just said. She giggled at my comment before speaking again. "Seriously where can I find a guy that thinks the way you do?" "Well, here," I said pointing to myself and chuckling. "If you weren't my brother I might take you up on that," she said continuing to laugh. "And I'd totally let you," I said winking. "You're silly, you totally wouldn't want me." "I totally would." "Go on prove it then," she said confusing the shit out of me. "Um... I'm not sure how I can do that exactly, but if I could I would." "If you think I'm so hot why don't you kiss me?" Her words made my whole body flutter. "Are... are you serious?" "If you can kiss me I might believe you," she said grinning cheekily. A second later I heard a creek on the stairs below. "Ok... but we have to get out of the hall if we are going to do this," "Ok," she said giggling and running to her room. I ran close behind her and slipped around the door behind her. I was nervous but felt like I had to take control of the situation. I thought I'd catch her unawares as soon as we got into her room. "Where do..." she started and began turning towards me. I dragged her body into mine, wrapping my arms around her. She was stunned but it was if she was entranced as our faces came closer together. I could smell her breath and I wanted to taste it, smelling like my own but sweeter, a more feminine bouquet, an embracing aroma. We stood still our lips only inches from contact, our warm bodies pressing against one another. Our breaths became slow and shallow, staring into each other's eyes nervous for what was to come. "Do..." she whispered gulping before continuing. "Do you want me?" I leant in closer until our noses were touching. "Yes," I whispered in reply before closing the gap between our lips. My lips landed softly on hers, slowly brushing and coating hers with a light glaze. My hands caressed her back gently, fingers pressing into her malleable skin. Our kisses became fiery as my hands moved lower down her body. Her tongue flicked against mine, sampling my unique flavour. Mine in turn entwining around hers, supping her saliva. Now fully aroused, my hands wondered to her ample behind, sinking my fingers into the doughy rear. She moaned into my mouth as I pulled her into me, thrusting my erection in between her legs. We kissed for about a whole minute before slowing to a stop. As we broke off she just stared dazed in the moment. "So did that prove it?" I said taking a step back, leaning against the door. "Ummm... yeah," she said still stunned. "You are a pretty good kisser," I said now full of confidence. "Yeah... you too," she said licking her lips. "So if you don't need any more proof I'm going to go get ready, go get that sweet butt of yours in the shower and I'll see you in about thirty minutes." "Sure," she said as I walked out the room. My Little Megan I couldn't believe my luck. I'd been waiting for years to get that close to her and the best part was that she invited me to do it. I now had to play it super cool if I wanted more. That either freaked her out or made her want me more, but I had to be sure. I strutted off to my room to get changed. I chucked on a tight top and jeans, it was my dress to impress outfit. I'd had success with it in the past. Casually as you like I walked out into the hall but then I heard the shower running. I knew she'd be in there and I wondered if I should take a peak. I snuck over to the door and placed my hand on the handle but then stopped. I could hear something from behind the door. The shower was running and I was sure it was Megan in it, but I could hear muffled whimpers and moans coming from the bathroom. Then it clicked, she was playing with herself. It had to be, there was no mistaking those sounds. Our encounter must have left her flustered. It was music to my ears. It was the best confirmation that our little make out session had left an impact on her as much as it did me. I decided to leave her in her private moment and headed down stairs, never more chuffed of my achievements. I plonked down on the couch and watched some boring crap until I heard her coming down the stairs. I sat up to greet her and was surprised at what I saw. She'd obviously put a little effort in for our outing. She wore a bright green, tight-ish, v-neck top, that showed off her superb cleavage and on the bottom she wore black poofy skirt that cut off just above the knee. To top it off she wore a pair of platform style pink stilettos. "Looking sexy sis," I said jumping up. "Looking alright yourself," she replied smiling. "So where am I escorting you to all dolled up?" I said linking arms with her. "Just the movies," she said with a chuckle. "It might be hard for me to laser tag in this." "It'd probably be easier, you wouldn't be restricted at all." "Yeah but I don't think I could crouch. Well unless I wanted everyone to see my panties." "You can only do that if I'm around," I said poking her side. "Behave, you," she said sniggering. "Sorry, I'll be a true gentlemen," I said leaning forward to open the door. "My lady." "That's better," she replied with a grin. We walked down the station and jumped on the train, the local cinema was just a suburb over from ours. As we sat down on the train her skirt hiked that little bit higher, showing just a little more of her milky smooth thigh. I tried to avert my eyes but I couldn't help myself, it was like they had my vision in a tractor beam. She definitely noticed me looking at least once. "So you like my skirt?" She asked after she spotted me for the second time. "Ah... yeah it's nice," I said trying not to let on. "You just keep looking at it is all," she said sniggering. "Umm, yeah. I like how full it is." "It's really smooth," she said seductively. "It looks comfortable," I said looking down at her meaty thigh now realising we both weren't referring to her dress. "You should totally touch it," she replied biting her lip in her flirty manner. I seriously contemplated it for a second, nervous I looked around the carriage scanning for people we might know and then realised we were pulling into our station. "Maybe later," I said smiling and standing. "We've got places to be though." We exited the train and walked down the busy street. We frequented this strip as we both loved the wondrous nature of things you would find here. It was a boutique town you know the kind, urban sprawl with stores of all manner of trinkets, niche type shops that could survive because they are all congregated together. My sister and I were really into books and there were two really great second hand book stores. One was a vintage book store called The Serious Collector, it had some really hard to find stuff, first editions and all. The other, The Page, a vast library with books stacked from the floor to the roof, I'd picked up a few gems from that place over the years. It was a new experience every time you went in as none of it was really organised by category and books would get moved all over the place on a constant basis. The cinema here had a similar feel to it as well. It was an old style theatre that had been restored. It had the classic pillars out the front and even a modified ticket booth that they could sell tickets from on special events. The inside was magnificent, art deco architecture with intricate lattice work, a temple to the gods of the big screen. Megan loved this place, she always wished she could be a film director and this place captured the magic of it all; the golden age of film. We knew there were a few things on we wanted to see so we went there first. Lucky for us the film we really wanted to see was playing within the next hour. We bought tickets and headed out for a quick bite to eat before the show. "What do you feel like?" She asked. I patted myself down before answering. "Pretty much the same as always," I replied with a smirk. "Oh ha ha, I bet you are pleased with that doosey," she said mocking me. "I thought it was pretty good. So what do you feel like?" "Wouldn't you like to know," she quipped poking her tongue out. "We can play this game all day," I said with a chuckle. "But seriously what are you in the mood for?" "I could go some fried chicken, you know the place." "Sounds pretty good to me," I said lining my arm with hers. She squeezed my am tightly as we walked towards the shop. We ordered a pile of chicken and chips and devoured our juicy bounty. It was interesting to watch her eat. It was like I was seeing it for the first time. She ate more delicate than usual as if she was now worried about me seeing her with grease slopping down her chin. Honestly it wouldn't have bothered me if she'd eaten like a pig at a trough but it was intriguing that she'd now changed her eating habits. Maybe because we were in public I thought. Once we'd downed our food, slower than I thought we would we trundled back to the cinema and lined up for snacks. I mean you can't go to the cinema without snacks. We decided on the usual popcorn, drinks and maltesers combo and made our way to our seats with five minutes to spare. We always made sure we saw the trailers. We got pretty good seats, towards the back and in the middle. It was nearing the end of this film's run so the cinema was close to deserted. As the trailers began to roll, Megan turned towards me. "I love it when you get the cinema pretty much to yourself," she said stretching her legs up and out to place them on the arm rests of the chair in front. She slid down the chair a little and got herself real comfortable. As her legs stretched out in front of me her dress slid back and revealed move of her flesh, I couldn't help but look at her bare skin. I decided to do the same and raised my knees also. "Isn't that better?" she said popping her hand into the popcorn bucket on my lap. "Much," I whispered, too quiet for her to hear. The film started and Megan was enthralled. I have to admit it was pretty damn awesome. It was more of a love story than I thought it would be but it was touching. It made me think about the events that brought us here today. I looked to Megan out of the corner of my eye as the images flickered on the screen and painted her face with coloured hues, lighting her smile up as bright as day. Something about it all made me see her in a completely different light. She wasn't just this girl that I wanted to fuck, she was the girl that I wanted to date. I wanted to treat her like she should be treated, like a princess. I wanted to give her whatever I could, protect her from jerks and other dangers and love her like I know she wanted to be loved. She knew that I was looking at her because she turned to see me look back to the screen. I put my hand in the popcorn bucket and fumbled nervously before spilling some out onto her leg. Startled a little she dropped her legs from the seat in front and sat up. "Oh shit, sorry, I'll clean that up," I said instinctively reaching down to pick them up. Some had fallen on her skirt, thigh and on the seat underneath her. I first picked up a handful that sat in her lap. I pushed down to scoop it up. The fabric pushed against her thigh and I scraped my fingers against her as I pulled the popcorn up and back into the box. "Thanks," she whispered jolting a little as my fingers scraped her leg. I then reached down and picked up the few pieces sitting on her thigh, my salty fingers tickling as I removed the kernels. I put the pieces straight into my mouth feeling it was a waste to throw them onto the floor or back in the box. She sat back a little and ruffled her skirt, I noticed that she had a spattering of popcorn underneath her on her seat. I reached down again, this time in between her legs. I wish I could say my thoughts had been purely noble but I was now enjoying this. I put my hand down at the edge of her skirt and she turned towards me. "What are you...?" She whispered inquisitively. "There's some on the seat," I said placing my hand down on the felt. I could feel the heat from her legs as my hands brushed the popcorn onto the floor. I stretched my fingers out and brushed against her upper thigh. Her leg quivered as I touched her and she let out a sharp gasp. "Sorry," I said probing further up the seat. "No you're not," she whispered in reply. "I'm just cleaning the seat," I said stretching my fingers forward, the tip of my index finger brushing against thin cotton. She bit her lip as I scrunched up my fingers and removed the popcorn from the red velvet. Sighing she relaxed, sliding back down the seat. "There we are all clean," I said returning my eyes back to the screen. "Just don't spill coke on me, I couldn't handle that," she quipped cheekily. We sat watching the film for another ten minutes before anything else happened. It wasn't anything huge but it held some significance. You know when you share a bucket of popcorn with someone and you both reach in at the same time. Well it happened three times in quick succession. First time we both chuckled about it in that awkward way. "You go..." I said. "No you go," she replied and then we both stuck our hand back in at the same time. We both laughed at how silly it was. Thankfully there was only a couple a few isles down from us, and they paid us no notice. The next time we brushed hands, our warm, salty, fingers linking around the same piece of popcorn. This time though it was different, neither of us let go or flinched. We both just stayed there for an instant in time as if holding hands before I moved my fingers away, caressing her palm as pulled away. "You can have that piece," I said as if doing her a favour. "So generous," she remarked before lifting the single awarded piece to her mouth. A few scenes later the couple in the film had gone to the cinema to watch a movie of their own. They were friends but they were more than just friends, you could see that they were likely going to get together. Ironically it had been a similar scenario to the one we were in. Their cinema was practically empty and they had the best seats in the house. They were watching a film with a practically erotic theme and the girl was wriggling in her seat. "What's up?" The male protagonist asked. "This film, it's making me horny," she said bluntly. The guy sat there not sure how to respond for a moment. "Thanks for letting me know," he said sipping from his coke. "Doesn't it make you horny?" She asked nonchalantly. He took a look at the screen and then glanced back to her. "Well, yes, somewhat," he replied, still out of his element. "Then you'd understand if I wanted to get myself off?" she replied not batting an eyelid. "What, here?" he sputtered flabbergasted. "Shhhh!" some people a few rows down gestured. "Just don't draw attention and I'll be fine," she said lifting her knees before sliding her left hand down the front of her skirt. It was actually quite a funny scene as well as erotic. He's trying to keep his eyes on the screen but can't help but glance and fidget. She catches one of his glances and licks her lips. She then reaches out with her right hand and grabs on to his, guiding it down onto her exposed thigh and then up her skirt. Soon enough she removes her hand and allows him to take over. The scene was comical as much as it was erotic, but I guessed this was only one opinion. "Lucky bitch," Megan whispered turning towards me. I couldn't help but chuckle. "Why's that?" I asked knowing it was likely a loaded question. "I've always wanted to do it in a cinema," she replied far less innocent than I still thought she was. "Well here's your chance to get yourself off at least," I said open arms, gesturing to the nigh on empty cinema. She smiled deviously before replying. "Really? You wouldn't care if I did?" "Well..." I began. "I'd care but not in the way you might think," I said grinning. "You're funny," she said looking back at the screen before turning back to me. "Can...?" She stopped as if too embarrassed to continue. "Can I?" I said waiting for her response. "Can you do it too, so I don't feel like a freak?" She asked like a shy little kid. The thought excited me immensely, knowing that she would be playing with herself only a few inches away from me. "You want me to, as well?" I replied, palms beginning to become sweaty. "Only if you..." She said pausing. "I'll do it for you," I replied smiling. She smiled back and separated her legs a little further apart. I was instantly aroused, my dick was so hard it could have raised a portcullis. I watched her slide her left hand underneath her dress. Quickly following suit I placed my right hand in my pants, both of our free arms resting on the same arm rest only inches away from touching. Quietly we both began pleasuring our selves. I could barely keep my eyes off her in fact I had no real intention on turning back to the screen fully. She had her eyes closed as she wiggled her fingers, vigorously inside her panties. I tugged my stalk hard inside my shorts. It was somewhat restricting, so I took a look down towards the couple sitting in front of us. It didn't look like they too interested in what we were doing, eyes fixed on the film. I decided to undo my belt and release my monster from his restrains. The sound of my belt undoing must have got Megan's attention a little because when I turned back to her, her eyes were open and now looking back at my tented shorts, the head of my penis pushing a mushroomed imprint into the peak. She stared mouth open as I rolled the waistband of my shorts over my pulsing phallus. "Holy shit," she whispered eyes fixed. "I've never seen one that big in real life before," her compliment filling me with pride and satisfaction. "I've shown you mine, how about you show me yours?" I said pushing her to go further. She looked around and down at the couple in front of us. "Ok but you have to lift the armrests and turn side on." I didn't hesitate. I pushed the arm rest up behind me and in between us. I slid backwards into the chair bind me and turned side on waiting for her to reveal herself to me. She slipped her hands up underneath her skirt and rolled her little cotton panties down her legs and over her shoes. There was an instant fragrance in the air as she placed them up into her handbag. I could smell her excitement and it only made me harder. She lifted her legs up to the seat, bent her knees and spread them apart. In the pale flickering movie light I could see her puffy pink pussy lips, bald and smoother than silk. She glanced down at the couple again to see if they were still engrossed in the film. "Wow Megan, that is the sexiest pussy I've ever seen," I said licking my lips, she giggled before responding. "You really think so, it's not weird or anything?" "Hell's no. It's the prettiest it could possibly be," I said sincerely. "What about now?" She said spreading her lips apart to reveal her bright pink interior, glistening with her sex. "Ummmm..." I said lost for words. "It's so perfect I'm speechless," I said only making her laugh again. "You really know how to compliment a girl don't you? No wonder the ladies are weak at the knees for you." "Hardly," I scoffed. "But I only really want one to be right now," I said smiling and gripping my cock once more. She ran her finger down her shiny slit and moaned softly sliding down the chair a little bringing her closer. I decided to try to move closer and make my position more comfortable. I turned back side on and slid across the chair. I reached out and grabbed onto her left leg. Her smooth skin felt amazing to touch. I lifted her foot and placed in between my open legs. She looked up into my eyes and then down at my cock which was now only a foot away from her sweet spot. She rubbed her love button in circles while watching me squeeze the head of my prick. She panted lightly and whimpered the sweetest little pleasure sounds. Her aroma filled my nostrils driving me to the point of intoxication. I was lust-drunk on her fumes. I wanted to bend down and bury my nose right into her sweet nectar, sup on her juicy honey, but I had to fight the urge, I couldn't risk pushing it further. I might scare her off and then she wouldn't let me get this close ever again. But from where I sat I had a full show. I just showed her how excited she made me feel. I tugged slowly around my engorged cock eyes locked on her prize. "Nnnnggg," she grunted. "I never thought it would be this good to masturbate in front of someone." "It's hotter because you know you can't touch the other person. It's like a forced restraint," I whispered looking up to her pleasure wracked face. She nodded in agreement before speaking again. "Even though I can't, it's like fighting a base urge not to reach out. I can feel it deep inside me," she replied biting her lips, her words making me even hotter for her, the thought that she was a mere decision away from taking my cock in her hand, blowing my mind. I knew cumming was imminent. "I don't want to stop but I'm so close," I said gritting my teeth. "Oooh me too," she whined in arousal, her hand more vigorously pressing against her clit. My finger tips now sticky with pre-cum, massaged the very top of my penis. Sensing the build up I quickly pulled up my short, groaned and sprayed my hot load inside them. Huffing, Megan's lower half began to tremor, aching in ecstasy. Within seconds she arched her back and let out a series of high pitched whimpers. It was the fucking hottest thing I'd ever seen. Even though I was coming down from an amazing orgasm all I could think about was when would I be allowed to witness that again. To date it was the single most exhilarating moment of my life. My sister sat there in bliss, coming down from her intense orgasm. We just sat there panting, staring at each other in a new way, one of love mixed with lust. Knowing that we'd just shared in one of our most intimate moments together. "So..." I whispered. "That just happened." She smiled cheekily at me. "Ah huh," she replied nodding. "I should go clean up I guess," I said splayed out in the seat. "Can I see it before you do?" She said leaning forward a little. "You really want to see my cum stained shorts?" She nodded her head and bit her lip playfully. She crept closer forward and pushed her legs back so she was hovering over my waist. Her hand reached up to the lip of my boxers. She looked up at me as if asking for permission and I said nothing in response, my silence was my acknowledgement. She pulled back the lip of my shorts to expose my sticky member to the cold cinema air. Most of my crutch was covered in cum, glistening in the cinema light. I was still hard and pointed straight towards Megan's face. My Little Megan "Wow," she said reaching out and touching the tip of my sticky head, my whole body twitched in response. She lifted the finger of my penis and created a cum string. She brought the finger up to her lips and licked it. My mouth opened in amazement, it was so fucking hot. She had just tasted my cum and she'd done it all on her own volition. "Tasty," she said grinning. "You tease," I said wanting so much more. "Am I?" she said moving closer to me. "Fuck yes!" I replied smiling back at her. "Why, what do you want me to do to you?" She said batting her eyelids at me. "Whatever you want to," I said spurring her on. "You know what I want to do?" She asked. I shook my head as if I didn't know. "This," she said lowering her face towards my stiff cock. She tugged at the sides of my shorts more bringing them down further and then as if in a dream I felt the flick of her tongue on the end of my cock. My cock twitched at the electric touch. Her tongue lashed all over the head, cleaning me up. "Fuck," I whispered never wanting her to stop. Then I felt it, her lips kissed the tip. Her big lips were soft and gentle; with each kiss it was as if she was nurturing it. Then something popped into my mind, as much as I wanted her is this really how I wanted one of her first sexual encounters to be. "Megan are you sure you want this?"I managed to push out before her lips enveloped the head of my cock. Slowly she lowered her lips down my shaft, slurping all off my cum off. "Holy shit," I said grabbing onto the side of the seat. Megan continued to raise her head up and down on my engorged member sending waves of pleasure pulsing all over my body. I decided to enjoy every last moment of the blessing that she'd laid on me. I lay back further into the chair and brushed her hair to one side so I could see her taking my cock in her mouth. She looked up towards me with lusty eyes and I knew this wasn't going to be the last time this happened. Little did she know but she became mine at this moment. She'd be no one else's and I'd be hers. This was the beginning of the best relationship I'd ever experience. I sighed and moaned in pleasure as she quickened her pace of taking me all into her mouth. I knew I was on the verge of cumming again. "Megan, I'm going to cum," I cried as softly as I could but it didn't stop her. She instead gripped on to the base of my cock and ran her hand up and down with each plunge of her mouth. I couldn't hold on, and again blew a full load of cum hard; this time spraying the back of her throat instead of my shorts. Megan gulped it all down and slowed her pace but didn't stop. I grabbed onto the side of her head trying to make her stop. "Stop, stop, it's so sensitive," I begged. With a few more slow plunges she pulled off the top of my twitching dick. She sucked in and swallowed again, before locking eyes with me. With a cheeky lustful grin, words rolled from her shiny lips. "So am I still a tease?" "Fucking hell," I said pulling her up close to me. I pulled her body to press against mine with her face only inches away from mine. I could feel her hot breath against my lips. She stared into my eyes as I moved in closer, locking our lips together. She sighed sweetly with each kiss as my hands ran down her back. I was almost lost completely in her when we were startled. Loud music spewed from the speakers alarming us to the end of the movie. The lights starting coming up and we sat back down in our seats. The couple down the front walked past us smiling. Within a minute we were alone again. We sat there silently looking at each other smirking. I thought I'd be the one to break the silence. "We better go, the cleaners will be coming in a minute." "You're probably right," she said jumping up, still looking down at me. We collected out stuff and headed out of the cinema. I wanted to grab her hand and hold it but at the same time if we bumped into anyone we knew I didn't want to have to explain. We walked side by side and remained silent all of the trip home. It was almost awkward in a way, like we both didn't know what to say. It wasn't particularly late when we got home. As soon as we walked in the door I made an excuse to go upstairs. "I'm just going to take a shower," I said slipping away. "Ok," she said heading in to the lounge. I went upstairs, making sure that I took my filthy shorts off and flung them into the hamper. I stepped into the shower and washer myself down, all the time thinking about what had happened. It was amazing but at the same time I felt like I pushed too much. I know I didn't force anything but I'd let it happen. She was younger than me in spirit and impressionable. Had she done it because she really wanted it or because I created the event? I wanted to take it slow but all I'd done today was escalate at every chance I could. I just hoped she hadn't thought I was taking advantage of her. I'd sort it out as soon as I jumped out of the shower I thought. I popped out of the shower and dried off, wrapping the towel around my waist. I left the bathroom and before I could even get to my room to change Megan met me in hallway. "Hey," she said as I walked around the corner. "Hey I was just about to come talk to you." "Oh" she said, looking at the ground like she was disappointed. "No not like in a bad way or anything," I said trying to reassure her. "Oh ok, it's just guys usually say that before bad news." "No it's nothing like that... I just want to... I dunno, you know..." I said trailing off. She just laughed. "Come into my room, we can talk in there," she said opening the door further. I stepped inside and plonked down on her bed. It's funny I didn't spend much time in her room but looking around reminded me how young she still was. You know pink bed cover, band posters and all the things teenage girls have strewn around their room. It made me worry about what I was doing. Was I corrupting this beautiful young girl? "So what's up?" She said sitting down next to me. "I just wanted to talk about what happened today is all," I said fidgeting with the towel around my waist. "What about it?" She said still wary about what I was going to say. "I don't know... I guess I'm just worried like I made you do something you didn't really want to," I said, feeling low. "Why would you think that?" She replied tilting her head. "I just feel like I could be taking advantage of you, I want you to be treated better than anyone has treated you in the past. I don't want you to feel like I'm using you." "You aren't taking advantage of me. I wanted to do it. If I didn't I wouldn't have," she said smiling cutely at me. "I don't know," I said looking at her shyly. "I just feel like...I don't know. I know you didn't want to do anything with Richard and then here you are with me." "Maybe cos I feel more comfortable with you. It was more special with you than it could ever be with Dick," she said smirking. "You really think it was special? You're not just saying that to make me feel better." She moved her face closer to mine and stared in my eyes. "So much more," she said running her teeth across her lip. I didn't hesitate, she'd given the signals. She was as up for it as I was, if not more so. I closed the gap between us and kissed her soft lips. It was just as good as the first time if not even better. Our kisses rose in passion faster than the last time. I lowered her down on to the bed and pulled her body close to mine. I was hard within seconds. She rolled her thick thigh over mine and I pressed against her. She moaned ever so slightly as we locked tongues. My hands ran up and down her back, holding her tightly. I slipped my hand under the back of her shirt and felt her soft flesh. She ran her right hand up the front of my shirt and all the way up my chest. I did the same, I pulled my left hand around and dragged it up her fluffy tummy all the way up to her supple chest. My fingers crept over the cups of her bra and dragged against her breast. But I couldn't wait I just wanted her so bad. My hand slipped further down her body and to the top of her skirt, my fingertips brushing her smooth mound. She shook from my touch. She was a bundle of nervous energy and passion. She wanted it so bad but was still fresh to it all. It was beautiful. It was vulnerable and sexual, she was perfect. "Do you want me to?" I whispered to her in between a kiss. She looked at me in an almost pained wanting and nodded. My fingers slipped lower to her slick slit; already slippery with her excitement. It was the best pussy I'd laid hands on. It was plump, round and well lubricated. I split her open with my touch and rubber the head of her clit. She moaned deeply into my mouth as I worked her nub, twirling all around it with a stiff finger. Like a reflex her hand reached down and popped the button of my jeans. She pried my cock free of my jocks and began to pump up and down on it slowly. I slid my fingers down between her juicy thighs and cupped her pussy, pushing a finger inside her. Again she breathed heavily into my mouth. I inched my rigid finger in and out of her sopping hole, each time coating more of her juices over my hand. "I want you," she said looking into my eyes. "Are you sure?" I said leaning back so I could do the same. She nodded in response and pushed my pants down further with her feet. I kicked my jeans all the way off and positioned myself in between her legs. Her thighs leant against my hips and it felt amazing. I was inches away from entering the hottest girl I'd ever known. She pulled my shirt up over my head and I pulled her top up from underneath her back. We were completely naked and primed to enter in carnal passion. On some level though I was nervous, I was shaking. I was staring down at this goddess and I wanted to make sure her first was special. "This is likely to hurt a little," I said softly. "I trust you," she said pulling me down to kiss. Our bodies pressed together and a spark of electricity flew through me. She wiggled underneath me pressing her wetness against my crotch. "You ready?" I said running my fingers through her hair. "Ah huh," she said pushing herself against me. My cock slipped down her slit and the tip pushed in slightly. She grunted in surprise, not a pained grunt but one of pleasure. Slowly I pushed deeper inside of her. She breathed in deep as my rock hard cock pushed all the way in. As tight as she was, there was little resistance. She was so wet that it was surprisingly easy to push all the way in. I'd been with one other virgin before but it wasn't like this. There was more of an ease to this. I could tell she wasn't really in much pain either. She was really getting into it. In fact it was as if I was being too slow for her. She clenched her legs tightly around me and bucked as I pushed in deep. I stared down in to her eyes and smiled. Her return smile was beautiful, like we were both so into each other, like the look that you see young lovers give when sitting next to one another. She drove me crazy. No other girl could well so much up inside of me. I lowered myself back onto her and locked my lips around hers. Our tongues danced and our pelvis's pulsed in a marriage of indulgence and devotion. She was mine and I was hers. The world faded away as we reached a crescendo. My phallus began to throb with bliss, I could feel my fluids rushing to the top, unable to hold them back any longer. The more I plunged into Megan the more of her sweet juices splashed against me. She was writhing in ecstasy the moment I unloaded my full load inside her. It was the single most amazing moment of my life. I didn't want it to end. Even though I had just emptied my balls in the most mind blowing orgasm ever I couldn't stop and I knew she didn't want me to. I continued to thrust deep inside making her go wild. Orgasm after orgasm rolled over her covering me and the bed below with her cum until we couldn't go any more. We lay in a heap, sweaty, puffing and exhausted. I rolled off her and she instantly rolled into my arms. We lay there holding each other for the longest time until I finally spoke. "Oh my god," is all I could muster. She just forced out a single laugh. "Was that good?" She asked nuzzling my chest. "Words cannot express," I replied kissing her on the forehead. She just sighed and held me tighter. That was the first time it all happened and it definitely wasn't the last. I got my wish over and over. I couldn't be happier. She is an amazing lover and you know what, she gets me and that's more than I can say about a lot of chicks. I know we will always be there for each other too, blood is thicker than water. Go ahead be disgusted, condemn us, do whatever makes you happy, but I know this. If you find one person that you can love that loves you back without judgement then it doesn't matter who it is.