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bigsis.txt
                               Big Sister

                              by Tufus Nails

It is unfortunate that more boys don't have a big sister like I

had to help them through puberty.  I mean that's a tough time for

everyone.  But I had my sister and am I ever grateful I did.



We have always been close even though she is three years older than

me.  There were some rough times in our relationship when she was

between 12 and 14 but even then, I sensed that she really would

come through in a pinch, if it came to that.  So by the time I was

12 and beginning to grow in all sorts of ways that I hadn't

expected, Jo was there to help out.



You see, Jo had a way of getting me to talk about whatever was

troubling me.  Even when I felt embarrassed, she would be able to

throw her arm around me and after beating around the bush, I would

finally tell her the problem.  What made it impossible for me to

hide anything from her was that she was always so open with me.

She would not only tell me everything that was bothering her but

she also seemed to have absolutely no immodesty around me. I mean,

I was in her room once talking about some of the things happening

around school when she began changing her clothes.  I was certainly

aware this was just my sister but I was also aware that most of my

friends would have given anything to witness the show I got during

the next few minutes.  Keeping up her side of the conversation, she

proceeded to strip down to her bra and panties.  I had seen her

this way many times so I wasn't particularly shocked.  But she

continued to undress, slipping off her bra and tossing it on the

bed.



"Tell me, Brother, do you think I have a chance to catch a boy with

these boobies?"



I mean, what could I say.  About the size and shape of grapefruit

halves, there were these two gorgeous knockers in front of my eyes.

I felt my rod stiffening involuntarily.  "Uh, Sis," I murmured,

"don't you think I'm a little too young for such displays?"



"Huh?  Oh, my tits you mean.  Are you getting a hardon?  Do I make

you horny?  Maybe, there's a chance for me, after all.  Hey, its

been a while since we played show and tell.  I'll show you mine if

you'll show me yours.  How about it?"



Without really waiting for me to reply, Sis slipped her panties

off.  With her hands on her hips she looked me full on letting me

see everything she had.  I really couldn't tell what I should look

at.  Breasts were at that time in my life the most exciting

"forbidden fruit" but that patch of curly hair at the base of Sis's

tummy fascinated me, too.  I was just beginning to get some growth

of hair down there but it looked like nothing compared to hers.

And the last time I had seen her crotch it was was sparsely covered

as mine.



"Come on, Brother," she coaxed.  "Get naked.  I'm feeling horny

and nasty and you know what happened the last time I felt that

way."  I remembered with a shudder.  We had been several years

younger then but I still could clearly remember giving each other

enemas and then rubbing lotion all over each other.  It had been

quite an experience.



Sis began rubbing her tits with one hand and her furry mound with

the other.  I decided there was really no way out so I proceeded

to undress as modestly as I knew how considering the circumstan-

ces.  I tried to hide my very erect cock but Sis insisted that I

let her see everything.



Without warning, she dropped to her knees and kissed the head of

my cock tenderly.  "Why, Brother, you've grown so nicely!  Why have

you been hiding this from me, you naughty boy?"



She had her hand around my balls so I didn't dare even move but I

felt like crawling into a hole.  How could my sister do this to

me? After kissing my prick, she began drooling over it, literal-

ly.  She slobbered on it then sucked it into her mouth to lick away

the slobber.  She kissed down one side, then nibbled up the other.

She sucked and swallowed as she slid onto my cock until her nose

pushed into my tummy.  The pleasure was making me delirious but at

the same time I felt embarrassed for my sister.  After all, all my

friends used the term "cocksucker" derisively.



I stopped worrying about what my sister would be called and began

REALLY worrying about what was about to happen.  I was getting this

strange feeling in my crotch that I had never felt before.  If I

tried to relax it felt like I was going to pee.  And when I tried

to tighten up so that wouldn't happen it felt like I had built a

dam and pressure was rapidly building up behind it.  The pressure

was now so high that I couldn't relax and yet it seemed like any

minute now, the dam would burst.  I felt severe panic along with

all the wonderful feelings Sis was giving me.



Suddenly, I knew it was all over.  My cock began jerking uncon-

trollably and white, sticky fluid began squirting out with each

jerk.  I could no more stop the spurts than I could stop a sneeze.

It was a wonderful feeling but so strange.  I got a big gob in

Sis's hair and down one side of her face before she got my dick

back in her mouth. After that, she seemed to suck it like it was

a straw leading to her favorite soda.  When my jerking subsided to

an occasional throb, Sis slid my cock out and kissed the end,

letting me see the white stuff ooze out with each throb. She didn't

try to lick all the stuff off, preferring to let it drip down her

chin and onto her breasts.  Later she rubbed it in there.



"Okay, now its your turn to look at mine," Sis exclaimed.  Laying

back on her bed, she brought her feet up beside her hips and, in

the process, spread her thighs wide.  I could now see that there

was a lot more to see than I had remembered.  At the point where

her pubic hair became thinner, a moist pink button stood. Beneath

that was a darker pink area, roughly oval in shape, that seemed

almost to be moving.  "Come on, Brother, I want you to pet my pussy

and play with my cunt."  As if to give me instruction about what

I should be doing, Sis began to run a finger over that little pink

button, while she massaged her breasts with her other hand.

I was curious enough.  I knew that she was supposed to have a hole

down there but I couldn't see a hole, certainly not one big enough

to put a finger into, much less a cock.  But this was my chance to

explore so I lay down on my stomach between Sis's feet and began

feeling this strange area.



Her pubic hair was soft but kinky, the curls being thick and tight.

Still, it was a soothing feeling running my fingers through those

curls.  While doing that, I gently nudged the pink button,

wondering what it was.  I didn't remember seeing anything like it

the last time we had examined each other a few years back.  Sis

asked me to kiss it for her.  It seemed like a gross thing to do

but after what she had done for me I figured that I wouldn't look
any sillier than she had.  I kissed it and as I did so I smelled

the frangrance of her pubic hair.  I decided to kiss it again so

I could bury my nose in that hair.  What a delight!



Not being satisfied with my investigations yet, I pulled back and

began moving my finger under the button.  The oval patch glistened

with moisture and my finger slid easily down and around the area.

Giving it slight pressure, it slid into the center and disappeared

up to my knuckle. I could tell it was even wetter and warmer

inside. I tried two fingers, then three, feeling this mysterious

cave become tighter and tighter each try.  With my three fingers

deep inside of her, Sis moaned, "Please don't try to put your whole

arm inside of me.  It isn't designed for that."



"What is it designed for?"  I asked stupidly.



"A cock, silly.  A big, stiff cock. But tongues are nice, too.

See how far you can put your tongue in.  Please."  God, I thought,

next she'll be wanting me to lick her ass.  But when I pulled my

fingers out and smelled and then tasted them, there seemed to be

nothing offensive.  Funky maybe, but not offensive.  So I placed

my open mouth on this strange area and proceeded to lick my way in.

In all honesty it wasn't doing anything for me, but Sis was fit to

be tied.  She began moaning and jerking like I had done earlier and

when I tried to pull back, she wrapped her thighs around my head

preventing any escape.  In fact, she almost prevented any

breathing.



Soon, she was laying back, panting for breath, while telling me

that I had been wonderful.  For that, she said, I should get a

special reward.  She would let me put my cock inside her for two

minutes but I mustn't squirt any sperm there.  I agreed that I

would pull out if I needed to. She slid over to the side of the

bed and directed my cock between her legs.  As soon as my cock

sliped into her, I knew I couldn't make it two minutes.  I tried

staying perfectly still but Sis's cunt seemed to be milking me.

When I knew I couldn't take it any longer, I pulled back.  The

increased friction of my pulling out put me over the top.  My cock

flipped up and began squirting with nothing holding it in place.

Sis pulled me  closer to her so that my cock lay on her pubic hair

and squirted up onto her belly.  My balls dangled past her button.

I had made it maybe 30 seconds.



As much pleasure as we both had had, I was surprised when I tried

the next week to re-enact this little escapade and Sis would have

none of it.  Instead, she suggested that I take matters into my

own hands, "jerk off" she called it.  Not having any idea what she

was talking about, I thought maybe she was trying to call me a jerk

for talking to her like that.



I guess she must have seen my expression because she then said,

"You do know how to beat your meat, don't you?"



"What?"



"Beat your meat.  Pound your pud.  Masturbate, kid."



"I've heard of that last word but I don't know just what it means."



"Okay.  I'll have to believe you.  Drop your pants and stand in

front of the mirror.  I'll show you."



"Aren't you going to undress, too?"



"Hell, no.  Now get moving."



I mean, what choice did I have?  But undressing in front of Sis had

the expect effect on me.  By the time I was stark naked I had a

boner that wouldn't quit.  Sis was rather gruff with me and

wouldn't let me hide it in any way.  I don't know why I even tried.



"Now," she said, "grab your cock about halfway down with your thumb

and two fingers.  Hold it tight enough that you can move the loose

skin around your dick back and forth while feeling the hard muscle

underneath.  Make sure your fingers are pressing against the piss

tube on the underside of your cock.  Try it now.  That's it.  Start

slowly.  Pull the skin forward until your fingers almost slide off

the tip of your cock.  Now pull it back until your piss hole opens

wide.  That's it.  Back and forth.  Back and forth."


It felt grand.  I couldn't figure out why I hadn't learned about

this before.  Pretty soon I felt the pressure build up like I

needed to pee and the more I held back the more the pressure built

up.  But I couldn't help it.  I couldn't relax those muscles.



"Okay, Brother!  Your balls are getting tighter.  You're about

ready to shoot your load.  Hold back as long as you can but keep

pumping.  Now is when you get the best feelings.  Put your other

hand underneath your balls and play with them.  Doesn't that feel

good?  Keep it up.  Faster now.  Faster."



Just then I lost it.  I don't remember much for the next couple of

minutes except that the feeling was wonderful.  I splattered my

sperm all over the mirror as it came out in great big gobs.  I got

some on my hand as I was still pumping my cock and the lubrication

gave me even more sensational feelings.  I was hooked.