Chapter 1: Sarah
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, Consensual, NonConsensual, Heterosexual, True Story, Incest, Brother, Sister, First, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, Petting, .
Desc: Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 1: Sarah - This is a story related to me by one of my readers. It is about the sexual awakening of a teenage boy and his encounters as he explores the exciting world of sex.
A while ago I got an e-mail from one of my readers wanting to share his story with the readers on line. He stated that he was not any good at writing stories and had a hard time choosing just the right words for any given situation. He remembered all the facts but could not express them well enough. I responded that I would try to help by writing his story as he told it to me. He further told me that I must change all the names.
The following is that story.
Without getting too personal, let me just say that my name is Greg. Last names are unimportant to this story. My folks, my sister Sarah and I lived in a moderate to upper class neighborhood in the northeastern United States. We were not rich but neither were we poor. My parents made sure that we kids did not lack for anything. We were fed, clothed and had a roof over our heads. We had some toys and games but had to work for anything special we wanted. I had to get a job all summer to earn enough money for a new English three-speed bike.
My sister Sarah is two years younger than me and when we were young we co-existed in peace. I say co-existed because we paid very little attention to each other. At my age I was becoming interested in girls. My hormones were running rampant through my system and controlling my body making it ready for procreation. In the earlier years I didn't see my sister as a girl. I mean she was just my sister, kind of a pest but nothing more.
Well as time marched on the magic started to happen. Little did I know, Sarah was becoming, believe it or not, a real flesh and blood girl? I occasionally got to see glimpses of her and sure enough she had nicely forming legs, long blonde hair, pretty blue eyes and best of all, she had two little boobs and a pussy. How could I have not noticed her before that time? Some of my friends called her pretty but I had really not noticed. Some even went so far as to refer to her as hot.
Having studied girls for some time, my new hobby, I analyzed what makes a girl look pretty. Hair the texture of fine silk, small ears, button nose, sultry lips, fetching eyes, skin complexion like peaches and cream, sweet voice and a personality which makes you feel special. That describes my dream girl who I probably would never connect with. Most of the girls I see in school who fit those things would not give me the time of day. I had been shot down so many times I felt like a walking cinder.
One day I was sitting in the living room watching some TV show I don't even remember. Sarah was there in another chair. I was mentally going over my list of the perfect girl when I looked at Sarah. I had an epiphany about my sister. I went down my list as I took inventory of my sister's attributes. Damned if she didn't have every item covered in spades. And to think, my dream girl was right there in my house and I didn't even notice her. The more I looked at her, the harder my cock got until I had to bolt out of the room before she noticed my predicament. After that time I found myself jacking off to visions of Sarah. I imagined her naked in my bed making passionate love with me.
I couldn't wait to get my hands on her magnificent body. I had changed my attitude towards her and treated her more like someone I wanted to be near. She accepted the changes and responded in kind. We started spending time with each other doing the usual things that kids do. We'd go for walks and play board games and once I even got bold enough to suggest a game of strip poker. To say she shot me down on that one would be an understatement of epic proportions. We did hold hands though sometimes, but I wanted more.
Sarah's bed time was a couple of hours before mine so when I went up to bed she was well into deep sleep. Wanting to see her body I would slip into her room to look at her. Sometimes on hot nights, she would have her covers pushed down to her knees showing her body in her night shirt. I pushed on her shoulder to see if she was awake. When I got no response I then got brazen. I reached down and took the hem of her night shirt and slowly moved it up it so I could see all of her legs clear up to her panties. I placed my hand gently on her thigh and caressed the silky-smooth skin. She was so soft and warm to the touch; I just had to move her legs apart so I could feel the insides of her thighs. I moved my hand up her leg until my finger was pressing against the crotch of her cotton little-girl panties. I ran my finger up and down her slit feeling the heat of her most intimate center. I could even feel the indentation of her girl slit. While I was rubbing her slit my other hand was busy stroking my cock inside my pajamas. My rampant erection and imminent ejaculation forced me to retreat to my bed to jack off. After doing that several nights I still wanted more.
We had a swing in our back yard where Sarah and I would swing and talk about things. One day I suggested the she swing sitting on my lap. She climbed up and sat with her back to me but kept sliding off. I told her to sit facing me with her legs on either side of me. That caused her to have to spread her legs and sit very close to me as we swung back and forth. Her butt was right over my crotch and my, then erect member, was pushing right against her even pressing on the bottom of her pussy. I was in heaven being so close to her that I almost came in my pants. I got courageous and placed my hand on her bare leg just below the hem of her skirt. After I let her get used to the contact, I ran my hand up and down her thigh gradually going higher on each pass. I was sure she knew what I was doing but offered no objections. My hand snaked its way under her skirt until I made contact with her panties. Still no objections came from her. Throwing caution to the wind I moved my hand down to cup her mound and feel her crotch. I ran my hand up and down her slit and the only reaction I got from her was a slight moan as she rested her head on my shoulder. I was getting ready to slip my finger into the leg hole of her panties to feel her bare pussy when mom called us in to lunch. I was a little worried that Sarah would say something and spill the beans to mom about what I had done but she said nothing. Again, I still wanted more.
I had a big map taped up on the wall of my bedroom. It was a map of the Philippine Islands dad had given me. I used to like to study that map imagining being there amongst those islands. I had seen some pictures of life in the islands and it looked like heaven on earth. Mild weather, sandy beaches and soft tropical breezes made the place a virtual paradise. Sarah would come into my room and we would study the map together. We would dream about being on those sandy beaches just soaking up the sun. My vision was of Sarah going for an all-over tan so she was totally naked sprawled out displaying all of her charms. I envisioned running my hands over every square inch of her soft smooth body.
Coming out of my reverie, I proposed a game where we would call out the name of an island and then the other would point out that island on the map. The game went along very well until I called out an island which was above her reach. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her so she could point out the island I had named. That went on for a while during which time I had several opportunities to hold her body against mine and as expected, my cock would start to swell up pressing against her bottom and legs. On the next turn I changed how I lifted her. I placed my left arm around her waist and placed my right hand against her mound. As I pressed in I could hear her take in a slight gasp. Holding her like that each time she would take longer and longer to get the right island.
I became emboldened and slid my fingers inside the leg hole of her panties and rubbed directly on her bare pussy. That was the first time I had ever touched a girl's naked pussy. I noticed that her slit was becoming moist as I stroked up and down. After a while we gave up the pretense of calling out island names and I just held her against me while caressing her pussy. She would lean back into me with her face cuddled into my neck and purr like a kitten.
"That feels nice."
"When you rub me there like that. It feels nice and gives me tingles in my tummy."
"I'm glad you like it."
"It feels much better than when I touch myself there."
"You like it that much?"
"Yes, I've wanted you to touch me there for a long time."
"I'm glad we don't fight any more."
"I am too."
Then, oh my God, my sister kissed me on the neck. Holy shit, my sister kissed me. I was sure I was going to catch a case of cooties or some dreaded disease. It was disgusting. She actually kissed me, her brother. Brothers and sisters just don't do that. But wait, it did feel kind of nice. NICE? Hell no. I was repulsed beyond compare. But it did feel kind of nice and I caught myself giving her a little kiss on her forehead. Oh my God, now I was kissing her. How much more depraved can a guy get? But it did feel nice to kiss her.
Sarah got up and retreated to her room while I sat there dumbfounded. What had we just done? I went from co-existence to friendly to liking her in a few days, and now kissing. What was happening to me? I still wanted more.
The next morning I looked in on Sarah and she was laying on her bed with her legs draped over the edge. She had her usual sleeping attire which was a tee-shirt of mine that she had adopted and a pair of panties. The shirt was long enough that it just covered her panties but the full length of her magnificent legs were there on display for me to admire. I sat on the bed next to her and we chatted about what we were going to do that day. While we talked I placed my hand on her bare thigh and rubbed up and down some just enjoying the soft warm texture of her skin.
I worked my way up until I was pressing against her panty crotch. I ram my finger up and down her slit feeling the warmth of her. Instead of going for the leg hole I boldly reached up and grasped the waistband of her panties and pulled down. Sarah lifted her bottom as I slid her panties down to her mid thigh. There it was. The most beautiful sight I had ever seen, a totally bare naked girl's pussy in all its resplendent glory. \|/ It looked so soft and smooth and not a single hair in sight anywhere. Either she had not started to grow hair yet or she shaves it all off. I just had to feel that most intimate of spots that a girl has. I pressed my finger lightly along the lips and stroked up and down. I pressed in slightly and her lips spread a bit as my finger started to enter moist the inner folds of her sex causing her to let out a little moan of satisfaction. Just then I heard mom coming up the stairs so I made a mad dash back to my room. I didn't hear any explosion from mom so I figured that Sarah had pulled her panties back into place.
We had a few more incidents like that over the next few weeks and as much fun as it was, I still wanted more. One day when we were alone at home we were horsing around having a wrestling match. I really enjoyed rolling around with her getting to put my hands in the most interesting places. I would let her pin me about half of the time to keep her interest in the little game. One time when I had her pinned I stretched out over her. I wiggled my knees between hers causing her legs to spread. I had a pretty good erection going and when it pressed against her mound it hardened all the way. It was pushing out my pants so that it came in direct contact with her skirt over her pussy. We both froze for a while realizing how close we were. We were both breathing hard at that point and I gave a little thrust pressing my bulge harder against her covered pussy. When I did that she gave a thrust of her own magnifying the feeling. It felt pretty damn good. We both continued to thrust basically dry humping, moaning and breathing hard. I don't know what came over me but I leaned down and kissed her directly on the lips. She threw her arms around me and returned the kiss for all she was worth. The intensity and speed increased until she let out a little scream and stiffened her body holding her hips up off the floor. Her reaction triggered me to come in my pants. Surge after surge filled my underwear with copious quantities of my spunk. We then both collapsed as I rolled off her so we could catch our breaths. Neither one of us uttered a single word as we got up and went to our respective rooms. I laid on my bed for over a half-hour thinking about what had just happened until I fell asleep feeling tortured for almost raping my sweet sister.
The next day I was feeling guilty that I had taken advantage of my younger sister. I knocked on her door and she told me to come in. She was sitting on her bed so I sat next to her. I took her hand and said to her, "Sarah, I'm sorry."
"For taking advantage of you yesterday."
"How did you do that?"
"No I don't. Tell me."
"I pinned you down and forced my cock against your pussy."
"Didn't you notice that I was pushing back?"
"But then I kept thrusting."
"So did I."
"And then I forced a kiss on your lips."
"I kissed you back."
"If all that wasn't enough I came in my pants."
"So did I. We both came."
"I don't know what to say."
"Just say that we'll do it again some time."