Chapter 1
The age-difference between my sister and me is fourteen months, she being 
older. I've often enough heard that I was a mistake, not an unwanted one 
but one that was a couple of years too early.
For as long as I can remember I've always liked, yes even loved, my sister. 
She's been the best big-sister anyone could want and in my eyes she was the 
most beautiful girl in our town.
When she was fifteen she was invited by an a year older boy to ride on his 
light motorbike and of course the asshole had to drive recklessly and crash 
making my sister an invalid for life. The accident left her paralyzed in 
her right arm and the right side of the face and a severe limp on her right 
leg. It had something to do with her head-injury.
I would have beaten the shit out of the asshole if he hadn't had the 
decency to die in the crash.
Beth, short for Elizabeth, was hospitalized for almost a year and during 
that time I visited her daily, bringing my schoolwork along and hers as she 
was allowed and encouraged to study during her convalescence and therapy. 
Mostly we sat silent and didn't talk till we had done our quantum satis and 
then we told each other of the days happenings.
Beth mostly talked about the progress she was making in rebuilding the 
strength and mobility in her leg and arm, I think most of it was wishful 
thinking because I didn't see any improvement in her bodily ability but her 
face healed and the only thing there was left to be seen as a reminder of 
the accident was a little scar that ran from the tip of her eyebrow and up 
towards her ear were it disappeared in her medium blond hair. She was 
assured that it would heal and become even more unnoticeable.
Then came the day when she was aloud to move back home. We had a little 
party for her and some of her friends showed up, and a couple of them kept 
coming even when it became apparent that she would never be the same Beth 
again, physically. She could walk but preferred the wheelchair since her 
hips hurt because of the way she had to walk, and she could write a 
readable handwriting with her left hand and she could smile and laugh. The 
laugh was the same and the smile almost, it was a little crooked but best 
of all she talked almost without any slur, some words and sounds came out a 
little different but all in all she spoke almost as well as the rest of us.
About half-way in the school-year she had a test and she got top characters 
on it and I promised that I would take her to the movies, her choice and I 
hoped that it wouldn't be a "girl-film", the following Saturday. Sadly 
enough all the boys her age seemed to avoid her and only two of her old 
girlfriends stayed faithful to her and came over almost every day or she 
visited them so she was full of joy that she was going on a "date" and I 
was happy that I could make her feel that way.
Saturday came and she asked me to take her to "Alien". From the start she 
kept jumping up and down in little jumps and when the first scare came she 
grabbed hold of my hand and didn't let it go during the whole film. I 
didn't mind though. It was nice to hold her smooth hand in mine and it 
didn't get sweaty and clammy as I had experienced with some other girls, 
not that many though. When we walked out she still held my hand and we 
walked hand in hand the few meters to a hamburger-bar and even when we sat 
down and ate and drank she would occasionally reach out and touch my hand, 
something she never had done before.
About an hour later we went outside and I called a taxi and all the way 
home Beth sat with her head resting on my shoulder and holding my hand in 
hers and finally just before we went inside she gave me a quick kiss on my 
lips.
"I really enjoyed tonight Bobo," she whispered and looked up at me.
"Me too."
"Thank you for a wonderful evening," she whispered before she went inside. 
I followed her full of questions that I knew that I wouldn't get answered, 
at least not tonight. Was she so lonely that she thought that a movie and a 
hamburger with me was wonderful or did she really mean it? When I thought 
about it I found that I had enjoyed being with her on a "date", enjoyed 
having her hand in mine, her head on my shoulder and her body close to 
mine.
The following Saturdays we did the same and soon we had a pattern set. 
Movie, hamburger a quick kiss on the porch and then we were brother and 
sister again for the rest of the week.
Something had changed though. I started to think of Beth during the week, 
missing her when she wasn't near. I blamed it on the closeness we've always 
had even before her accident.
Then one week she chose to see a Spanish film with Victoria Abril. As usual 
she took my hand in her as soon as the light went out and as usual I 
enjoyed having her hand in mine. Suddenly a nude scene flashed on the 
screen and I could feel a twitch in my cock and almost at the same time 
Beth's arm slipped off the armrest on which it had been resting and her 
hand landed on my thigh with the back of her hand resting against the 
sensitive flesh just below my crotch. I didn't make any attempt to move her 
hand away but I was very aware of the presence of her hand and my cock 
reacted accordingly and sprang into a full blown boner.
A couple of nude-scenes later Beth must have felt the movements in my pants 
because she let go of my hand and rotated her hand so she could place the 
palm of her hand against my stiff cock. I sat still in some kind of shock! 
My sister had her hand on my cock! On the outside of my pants, but still... 
I thought that I would cum in my pants but just as my climax started to 
churn in my balls she withdrew her hand and again took my hand in hers and 
drew it over to her lap and rested it backside down in her crotch, almost, 
more in her lap but close enough to her sex to call it crotch.
When we later stood in the light after the film had ended she just smiled 
sweetly at me and hand in hand we went to find a hamburger-bar and the one 
we found was almost empty and we chose a booth in the far end and when we 
sat side by side in it and when we had eaten our burgers she took my hand 
and drew my arm around her shoulder and my hand further down so it rested 
just above where her breast started to swell and again my cock made it's 
presence known although I couldn't feel anything, but just the knowledge of 
my hand so close to her tit made it very exiting for me. I had never seen a 
woman's breast and had never been close to hold one in my hand. All I knew 
about tits were from the film we just had seen and some pics in a magazine 
a friend of mine had under his bed. I masturbated to the images from that 
mag that had burned themselves into my memory for a long time. Now I had 
fuel to other fantasies. A Spanish actress and the closeness to my sisters 
tit.
We sat and talked about the film and chatted about nothing much for a 
little more than an hour and when she later gave me the light kiss on the 
porch it was different. It was like a butterfly landing on a flower's petal 
and flutter away much too soon leaving me charged with a craving. Craving 
for what? More? Yes but not just that...
I didn't know until later when I lay in my bed in the darkness stroking my 
hard-on with the image of Victoria Abril before my inner eye, no it wasn't! 
It was Victoria Abril's body all right, but it was Beth's face! My sister's 
face! As soon as I realized that I was wanking to my sister's face and a 
body that very well could be hers in a couple of years my orgasm hit me and 
I spurted my load all over my stomach and chest.
During the winter we went to the movies every Saturday and when our parents 
realized that we were genuinely interested we were aloud to stay up at 
those weeknights when there was a film on the TV and watch it. The first 
night mom and dad stayed up with us but being hard working parents they 
couldn't loose the hour of sleep that it meant to stay up with us so the 
next time we asked for permission to watch a late night movie we were left 
to our own.
As soon as they had said good night Beth scooted over to my side and leaned 
her head against my shoulder, just as she does in the movie-theater and 
when I reached for her hand she took it and drew it around her neck and let 
it hang down almost touching her breast. I decided to take a risk and let 
my hand fall all the way down till it lay squarely on her little breast. In 
size it hardly made any impression in my hand but the heat from it and the 
situation almost burned the palm of my hand.
I waited for Beth to take my hand away but she just lay her head tighter in 
the nook between my shoulder and my neck and sighed a little.
I hardly watched the film anymore, I had my eyes on the TV all right, but 
all my senses were focused on my sister's breast. My fingers 'told' me all 
about it. The shape, the texture, yes even the smell!
Slowly I curled my fingers towards the palm of my hand, I didn't dare to 
take any chances, maybe she wasn't aware of my hand! Oh I know. It's a 
silly thought, but I had never felt a girl's breast before, never been in 
this situation, all was new to me. My fingers trailed the contour of the 
small breast as they curled up against the palm of my hand, all the way up 
till I felt a hard bump! Her nipple stood out from her tit, hard and aware 
of what I was doing. What my sister allowed me to do! This gave me more 
courage and soon I had my whole hand cupping her breast and my sister 
sighed contentedly as I, braver by the minute, massaged her little hill.
Suddenly it hit me! I was in the ritual! The teenager ritual that 
ultimately lead to... What? No not intercourse. Not with my sister. But 
maybe some feeling under the shirt, maybe being allowed a peek of a live 
breast! That would be enough for me.
Suddenly I could feel my sister's lips on my neck and as they slowly sucked 
the tender skin just below my cheek-bone and an electrical shiver ran down 
along my spine, divided as it reached the hip-bone, followed it to my cock 
that jumped into hardness!
I turned so I sat facing my sister and lifted her face up and I placed my 
lips on hers and soon we were engaged in a feverish kiss with our tongues 
playing with each other and my hand busy feeling her breasts.
I don't remember how long we were engaged in this play but suddenly we 
heard the door to our parents bedroom rattle as it opened and we flew 
apart. Beth got hold of the remote control and switched the TV off while I 
straitened out my pants that was pressing hurtful against my hardon. I had 
time to see that the credits just were running before the TV went black and 
soon after my father stuck his head into the room and asked us how the film 
had been. We answered almost in chorus "Terrific!" with a laugh.
When I lay in my bed and wanked over the thoughts of my sister's tits and 
kisses later that night I found myself looking forwards to our date on 
Saturday.
Nothing different happened the following weeks. All I was allowed too was 
to feel her up outside her shirt and kiss her but that was plenty for me 
and I loved what I was allowed.
That Christmas I got a new thing as a present. A computer! A Commodore 64 
with a printer. It couldn't do much. I could play text-adventure-games on 
it but they were rather few. But it had a rather good word-processor that I 
used for all my homework and soon Beth too liked to use it so she spent 
longer and longer times in my room and our parents got used to the fact and 
every time they looked in on us either Beth or I was at the computer while 
the other studied and soon they stopped bother us. Add to that that my 
grades improved dramatically when I could use the C 64 for notes and 
writing my papers which made the rather tedious task a little more fun, 
Beth's grades were already on the top so my parents meant that Beth had a 
good influence on me so they left us more or less alone. They were always 
there for us but they seemed to be happy that we grew closer and allowed us 
more and more freedom knowing that Beth, at least, was very responsible. 
She said it was because she had to go to therapy every other day and to do 
the homework that she got from her therapist if she ever wanted to improve 
on her mobility and once she found that being careful and meticulous to do 
everything the therapist told her and seeing that it helped she got a 
completely new outlook on school-work as well.
Then one evening something happened.
I was laying on my bed reading while Beth sat in a chair also reading when 
she absentmindedly put her feet up on the bed and when I looked at her I 
could see up her skirt! I clearly saw the crotch of her panties! Just plain 
white, cotton panties but that was the most erotic sight I had ever seen! 
This was even better than seeing Victoria Abril naked at the movies!
All I could see was actually a panty-crotch. There wasn't any silhouette of 
my sister's pussy showing just a bulge were her pussy was, but just the 
mere sight of a girls panty-clad crotch was enough to get my cock hard. And 
I saw her legs in another light too. I had seen her bare legs on numerous 
occasions and never thought anything about it. They were just legs, but now 
they were more. They were, well, pillars leading up to heaven! I suddenly 
got the urge to feel them and slowly I reached out my hand and placed it on 
the foot that was closest to me and when Beth didn't react I slowly let it 
creep up a little so I could feel the calf in my hand. Round and even, not 
like mine which was hard and almost knotted. And when I reached the back of 
her knee my cock had hardened as much as it could without bursting. The 
skin under her knee was so smooth and warm that I just had to feel how it 
felt on the upper side.
When I cupped the knee in my hand and my thumb by accident stroked the 
inside and a little up on her thigh my sister shivered a little and I 
looked up at her face expecting her too look at me but she had her eyes on 
the book. I noticed that her eyes didn't move, they just stared on the 
pages before her.
Slowly, more daringly I put my hand on her thigh and I was surprised that 
the skin seemed to get softer and softer the higher I felt her leg this 
made me wonder if there could be any softness left when I reached the top 
of her thighs. There could. Never before had I experienced anything like 
this!
And added to the softness on the top of her thighs there was a warmness 
bordering to heat which I still, many years later, don't know if it is 
because it is a rather confined space, or if every woman feels the same 
when you reach that point, or if it is just imagination from us men's side. 
I've heard every man I've spoken to say that they experience the same and 
almost all stories on the Net sooner a later says the same so it must be 
something that every woman has in common.
I forgot all about the golden pot waiting for me at the end of my travel, 
well, my hand's travel. I was mesmerized by my sister's leg. Her thigh and 
again the knee.
Soon I noticed that every time I let my hand stroke along the inside of her 
thigh, from the knee and upwards my sisters legs would give a little and 
drift further apart. Of course I took advantage of this. What man or boy 
wouldn't have?
Beth sank down a little in the chair and soon her legs were spread as wide 
as they could, giving me total and free access to her... PUSSY!!!
As soon as I realized this I planned the attack. I knew that the direct 
approach would be futile. If I bluntly put my hand inside the crotch-band 
of her panties she would get scared or annoyed and slap away my hand, close 
her legs and put her feet back down on the floor and I would have to wait 
for the next opportunity, if it ever arouse again, before I again could 
experience this.
I saw that her panties had more or less stayed in place as her legs drifted 
apart, but there was something new exposed to my eyes. Her groin. What if I 
should feel her groin with my fingers, by accident of course. It sounded OK 
so I decided to try that approach.
Quit by accident my thumb touched her groin and my sister almost jumped off 
the chair as she felt it but almost immediately she was back in her 
previous position and when I looked up at her face I saw that her eyes were 
wide open and her pupils were dilated and she stared down in her book as if 
her life depended on her keeping an eye on it.
I think I spent the better of ten minutes letting my hand travel from her 
knee up to her groin, make a circle as it reached the top of her leg so I 
came closer and closer to the crotch-band for each movement and the longer 
I kept doing this the more comfortable my sister got with the knowledge 
that my hand soon would swoop up and again touch her that close to her 
womanhood.
Then I decided that it was time for the coupe de grace and when my fingers 
again touched her groins instead of withdrawing them I sneaked them in 
under her panties and they touched... What? Not hair! Just skin! I had 
expected that there would be hair. All women I had seen so far, on picture, 
had hair covering their pussies. Not so my sister. I just had time to 
notice this before I withdrew my finger and returned to the previous knee 
to groin caress. For a while. Soon I again sneaked my finger under her 
panties. This time I lingered a little longer, a little further and I could 
make out the shape of her pussy.
It felt like fat roll of flesh and then a cleft. This triggered my 
curiosity so much that I forgot that I should take it easy and let my hand 
stay were it was, stroking my sister's pussy under her panties! And she 
didn't object or do anything to make me stop!!! Out of curiosity I glanced 
up at her face. She still stared down in the book but her face had changed 
color. It was blushing and she breathed through her open mouth in little 
pants.
I knew that I could keep on feeling her pussy and with some careful 
maneuvering I was able to draw the leg-band aside and let it rest beside 
the other so I now had a full view of her pussy!
The first thing I noticed was that there wasn't any hair on it. No I had to 
correct that, there was hair all right, light brown and straight and it 
sort of pointed down towards the cleft that seemed to separate all of her 
lower body all the way down between her ass-cheeks. And the sausage-like 
rolls I had felt look just like that. Only they weren't sausage-like apart 
from the shape. These were... I knew that they were a pair of her vaginal 
lips, but I didn't know if they were the outer or the inner, they were the 
bigger for sure because when I managed to pray them apart my sister's pussy 
opened up along them and showed two thin skin-flaps that closed over the 
rest of her inner cunt. A whiff of a new smell rouse to my nose. A smell 
not much different from the smell you can smell when you come to the beach 
for the first time in early summer. A little salty, fishy smell mingled 
with, in this case, soap. It was the most erotic fragrance I had ever 
smelled!
Just as I was about to separate the smaller lips too we heard steps outside 
my door and I just had time to roll over on my stomach and I thanked my god 
that I was wearing sweat-pants otherwise I would have broken my stiff cock 
as it now was it managed to slide along the material and ended up flat 
against my stomach.
Beth kept her feet on the bed but she closed her legs and managed to 
straighten her skirt and still looked down in her book when there was a 
light knock on the door and mom looked in.
"There's some sandwiches and milk for you," she said before she continued 
down the hall.
I mumbled something and looked over at my sister. She was looking at me 
with big eyes. Without saying anything she stood and went out of my room.
Gloomily I followed her. Had I blown my chances? Had I taken our 
relationship too far?
I sat down in front of her at the kitchen-table.
"Are you mad?" I asked, fearing the worst.
"What? Oh no. No. Embarrassed. You... You saw me... My..."
"Sooo?"
"Well it's embarrassing!"
"Why? You can look at me if you want to. I wouldn't be embarrassed," I 
lied. I feared that she would accept my offering. Of course I would be 
embarrassed. No one had ever looked at my cock before. Seen it yes. That 
was inevitable when you showered after gym-class, but never *looked* at it, 
or touched it. What would I do if my sister wanted to touch it? What if I 
came? All over her hand?
"Oh..." she sighed. And suddenly I saw light in her eyes. "Can I?!"
"Sure," I said feeling myself turning red.
"Good. I'll do that... Sometime," now she smiled at my obvious 
embarrassment.
I sighed a sigh of relief and disappointment. It was obvious that she 
wouldn't want look at it tonight. I had hoped that I maybe could get 
another look at her cunt and maybe an even more closer feel of it if she 
had prompted on seeing my cock tonight.
We ate our sandwiches in silence and then we got ready for bed. As I lay in 
bed waiting for everything to quiet down so I could masturbate without fear 
of interruption I heard Beth knock on our parents bedroom-door and the 
muffled sound of her voice and then all went quiet. In just a few minutes I 
could start my wanking session, I thought when suddenly there was a light 
tap on the door and Beth sneak in.
"What? Are you crazy?" I whispered alarmed. "If mom and dad finds out 
they'll kill us!"
"Oh, don't worry. I've asked them!" my sister smiled.
"You have WHAT?" I almost cried out in a loud whisper.
"Yes. They said it was all right."
"I-i-it was?"
"Sure. They want me to use it as much as I like."
"The-they do?"
"Yes. You don't mind, do you?"
"Oh, well, n-no, if we've got permission..."
"We?" Beth asked with her eyebrows raised. "What do you mean, we? It's 
basically yours, but you don't mind, or...?"
"Oh no!"
"Good."
With that she turned to the computer and started to reach for the switch 
which sat on the keyboard and suddenly I got it. She was to use the 
computer! Not me! Or my... well cock! I had to giggle a little when I found 
out that I had been had.
"Oh, smart are we?" Beth said as she again turned facing me as she sat down 
on the edge of the desk. "What did you think..."
"Oh, nothing. Well... Maybe fore a moment I thought about what we spoke of 
just before..."
"Oh yes, I remember. Well. OK then. Let's see what you've got..."
"I didn't see that much of yours so I'll just flip the blanket down and let 
you look for ten sec..."
"Bastard!"
I grinned a big smile to hide my embarrassment as I lowered the blanket and 
as it traveled down and no clothes were being seen my sister's eyes got 
wider and wider. I never looked away from her face and saw every little 
shifting, every little blush and every little panting breath on her face 
and throat.
"Oh," she sighed as my cock started to show. "Oh my god! Oh..."
Slowly I revealed all of my hardness for my sister and her cheeks got 
redder by the centimeter of hard boy-cock, her lips must have dried up 
because her tongue flicked over them again and again.
"Oooh," she breathed. "Oooh, I don't believe it! It's hard!"
"What did you think? That I wouldn't get a hard-on when I see you look at 
me? Did you?"
"What get a ha-ard-on?"
"Yes, sort of..."
"Girls don't get hard-ons," she replied absentmindedly never taking her 
eyes from my cock.
"I know that. You don't have any... Well you know... cocks!"
"Bobo! Don't say that!"
"Don't say what?" I asked innocently.
"C-c-cock-k-k."
"Why not? That's what it's called, isn't it?"
"No! I mean... Yes... But-but it's... wrong."
"What do you want me to call it than?"
"Well... I don't know."
"No you cant call a hard-on for pee-pee, can you?"
She had to giggle when she heard that.
"Oh yes you can, Bobo, especially when you have such a sweet looking cock!" 
she said giggling and blushing even more.
"OK than. You can call it pee-pee, I'll call it cock!" I decided.
"C-can I feel it?" she asked.
"Only if you show me yours."
I know it was childish and it was bordering to blackmail. I could see that 
my sister's curiosity was peeking and that she really wanted to feel how a 
hard cock felt like and I hoped and prayed that she would do just that and 
I was almost ready to withdraw my condition when she sat looking at my cock 
for a while, not saying anything.
Suddenly her hand grabbed hold of the hem of her nightie and slowly and 
hesitantly she hiked it up and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties 
under it. That made me wonder if she usually slept like that or...
Intently I followed the hem traveling up over her legs, showing the rather 
thin thighs. And then! There it was! My sister's pussy! Again! This time I 
was determined to get a better look at it and maybe feel it a little.
Beth pressed down her chin over the hem and thus holding it up she exposed 
herself up to just under the navel. She stood and for a while I could see 
all of her pussy. It was almost bald. Some wisps of hair grew on the two 
fat rolls of flesh that were divided by the deep cleft and it was as if the 
brown-blond hair pointed into and down to that cleft.
She took the few steps over to the bed and sat down beside me, facing me, 
still with her chin pressed down on the hem of her nightie but as soon as 
she sat down the lovely sight disappeared from my view and I was just about 
to protest about that when her index-finger lightly touched my stiff cock 
and involuntarily it jumped a little at the touch and with a quiet shriek 
she jerked her hand away.
"It doesn't bite," I laughed.
"I *know* that!" my sister hissed back. "I was just surprised. I thought it 
was as stiff as it could be..."
"I think it is. I was only surprised by your touch. Try again," I offered.
This time she was a little more straightforward and encircled my throbbing 
shaft with her smooth hand.
"Oh it's sooo hard, but... it's sooo soft also," she whispered in awe.
I had to close my eyes as her touches got braver and her hand slid along my 
cock, not masturbating me, just inspecting, examining, getting to know the 
feeling.
"C-can I see your... breasts?" I asked with a voice that shook a little and 
seemed to come from far down my throat.
"NO! No."
"Why not? I've already seen your... Your pussy. So why not?"
"I-I don't have any!" she blurted out.
"Don't have any?! Of course you do! I've felt them!"
"I mean they're so small... My therapist says that my body has gone into 
some waiting-mode while I train this hard every day so it doesn't have the 
energy to develop."
"Oh. But they'll grow one day then?"
"I don't know. Probably."
"Are you sorry for that?"
"No, I'll have to take it. There's not much I can do about it, is there?"
"I guess not. I would love to see them though, please."
She looked at me for a while.
"Oh, all right then. But you'll have to raise my nightie by yourself, I 
don't want to let go of this *big* pee-pee," she giggled.
I smiled at this and eagerly I sat up and raised her nightie up and she 
lifted her chin so I could tuck it in under it and then I lay back again, 
looking at the two small breasts that was exposed to my hungry eyes.
"They're just beautiful," I said, meaning it.
"You don't have to be polite."
"I'm not. I mean it."
They weren't much to look at. Most of all they looked like to lumps of fat 
that sat on the outer part of her ribcage with rather small nipples in the 
middle of two wrinkled aureoles. But they were beautiful to me. For two 
reasons. They sat on my beloved sister and they were the first breasts I've 
ever seen live.
Beth had stopped examining my cock and just looked at my face when I 
studied her bare chest.
"Can I touch them?"
"OK."
Eagerly I reached up and cupped my hand around the nearest breast and it 
exploded in my hand! I imagined. It was just the new sensation that 
exploded in my hand. This was something else than feeling a tit from the 
outside of any T-shirt or blouse. How thin it may be. This was the real 
thing. I could feel every breath my sister took, every beat her heart beat 
and every pore of her skin. And the nipple. Small but hard. I opened my 
fingers and caught the hard little nipple between them and slowly, 
carefully I closed my fingers around it and squeezed it softly and I could 
hear the breath catch in my sister's throat at this and slowly she started 
to masturbate me. Not feeling but deliberately stroking my cock in a sexual 
way. Four or five strokes later I groaned as the orgasm exploded through my 
cock and fired a couple of rapid squirts of sperm all over my sister's 
pumping hand and my chest.
At the first squirt my sister jerked her head up looking surprised, on the 
second she leaned forward and with her eyes glued to my shooting cock she 
slowly squeezed it, forcing more cum to shoot out till there was only a 
slow little dribble left.
At that moment we heard mother call out for Beth.
"Beth, aren't you done yet?"
Beth jerked her hand way, stood and let the nightie fall down took the 
steps to the door and opened it a little. I looked over at the clock and 
noticed that we had spent three quarters of an hour to get to this!
"I'm just done. I'll just get everything in order then I'm off to bed."
"OK. 'Night dear."
"Good night, mom."
"Well, I *am* done here, aren't I," she asked shaking with laughter.
"Oh no. I hope not!" I blurted out. "Can we do it again?"
"Don't ask silly questions," she admonished me. "Who knows what'll happen? 
Maybe... Or maybe not. Good night Bobo," she said, leaned done and gave me 
a soft kiss before she disappeared.
Only later did it hit me that I hadn't seen enough of her naked body, nor 
had I been able to feel her pussy.
The following Saturdays events seemed to start repeat themselves in almost 
an almost deja vu-istic way. Then one Saturday, about four weeks later, 
things changed a little.
"Do you know Nadine?" my sister asked when we sat in our favorite booth at 
the burger-bar.
"Nadine? No I don't think so."
"I met her at the rehab during my last weeks in the hospital. No I don't 
think you met her, she recovered a little better than me but we still keep 
in contact. Anyhow, she's throwing a party next Friday. Would you come with 
me?"
"Sure."
"I mean as my date, real date, not any pretend-date. No one's there you 
know so..."
"Oh, OK, sure, why not?"
She laughed a little laughter at my stammering and squeezed my hand bent 
over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. It was sweet and I enjoyed it 
for the brief moment that it lasted but it wasn't loaded as the ones I was 
used to now and I missed that craving a little but that changed when we 
again stood outside our door and she turned her face up for the quick kiss 
I was used to get from her but instead of just touching my lips lightly she 
pressed her lips to my and her tongue flicked over my almost closed lips 
and her body pressed up against mine. I got and instant hard-on when I felt 
my sister's body pressed against mine in this way. This hadn't happened  
since the day in my room and she had, not avoided, but kept a certain 
distance to me and I thought it was because she regretted it had happened 
but now I had to revise that opinion. There was the old craving, the old 
spark and it made me happy, and hard and when my sister felt that she 
pressed herself even tighter against me and her kiss lingered on till she 
finally tore herself away.
"We've better get in before they start to suspect something," she said a 
little shaky.
Chapter 2
Our parents didn't object to us going to Nadine's for a party neither did 
they object to us staying the night.
Friday we packed our things and Mom drove us over but we had to take the 
bus back the next day and we promised that we would be home in time for 
lunch.
Nadine greeted us, with a hug for my sister and a handshake for me as we 
were introduced, and invited us in. She showed us our room and told us that 
it was her brother's room but that he was away for the weekend. We put out 
things in the room and returned downstairs to await the other guests.
About half an hour later there were about twenty kids there and the music 
thundered rather loudly in the room making almost all conversation 
impossible so I sat with Beth on the sofa with my arms around her 
shoulders, as usual, when we were approached by Nadine who asked me to 
dance. I looked over at Beth and she just smiled at me and nodded and I 
followed Nadine out on the floor.
"You should ask Beth to dance," she almost shouted in my ear.
"She can't. You know her leg..."
"I know. Let me show you how to do it," she said and sort of melted into my 
arms and her body formed against mine and I could feel every curve of the 
front of her body against mine. It was nice! Real nice and I would love to 
do this to my sister anytime. And the way Nadine "danced" I was certain 
that Beth also would be able to. All it took was to move your upper body to 
the music and now and then you moved your feet a little from side to side.
As soon as a new song started Nadine thanked me for the dance.
"Now dance with Beth, but don't forget me. I want another dance later."
I walked over to my sister and asked her for a dance. She looked 
questioning up at me.
"I... I can't... I..."
I interrupted her by grabbing her hand and slowly drew her to her feet and 
took her in my arms and started to sway to the music and when Beth realized 
how it was done she smiled broadly and she melted into my arms just as 
gracefully as her friend had done and soon we swayed to the music. The only 
difference was that I was even more aware of my sister's body than I had 
been of Nadine's and I could feel my cock slowly but steadily start to 
swell.
Beth look up at me when it was inevitable for her to ignore it, smiled at 
me and reached her lips up to mine and gave me a kiss that though it was 
very light also had a craving in it. And maybe a promise?
We danced for three straight dances and then Beth's legs were too tired. As 
we sat down Nadine came over with two glasses to us.
"I, or rather Matt did, get a couple of bottles of wine. I think some of 
the others have their own so I've saved these for us," she giggled as she 
handed us the glasses and sat beside Beth. She leaned over and whispered 
something in her ear that I didn't hear but which made Beth blush a little 
and take a swallow of the wine.
Nadine laughed and left us.
"What did she say?" I asked my sister curiously.
"Oh, just some silly things..." she ducked my question and started to tell 
me how much she had enjoyed the dance. "I think you should ask Nadine for 
another dance," she ended.
I danced with Nadine for a while and when I came back to were we had been 
sitting my sister wasn't there. I looked around for her and saw her at the 
far end of the room dancing with Matt!
Suddenly Nadine was at my side.
"Care for another glass of wine?"
"Sure."
"OK, come with me. It's in the kitchen."
She led the way and I found myself looking at her swaying ass. The first 
girl I had looked at since I started "dating" my sister. I must say that 
her ass was better looking than my sister's. Beth had a rather skinny ass 
but Nadine's swelled out round and nice and it wiggled under her skirt in a 
way that my sister's couldn't do. At first I felt a little guilty for 
looking at a nice ass, but then I said to myself that I didn't lust after 
it, I just admired it! Nadine must been aware of my eyes because she turned 
her head and smiled at me.
"I hope you care for Beth the same way as she cares for you," Nadine said 
when we stood in the kitchen an refilled our glasses.
"Uhum, sure do," I said.
"She talks a lot about you, you know. It's always Robert that and Robert 
this. I just can't imagine were she gets the time. She's in therapy every 
other day, she's doing very well in school and she seems to meet you every 
day as well!"
"Oh. We study together," I stammered. "My grades have improved immensely 
since we started doing our homework together."
"Oh. But I thought you were a year or so younger than her."
"Yes, I meant we study 'together', not the same homework. In the same 
room."
"I see. Well, I'm happy for you both. I care a lot about Beth. I've never 
had a better friend, not even before my accident."
"Well you can't see that you've been involved in an serious accident. You 
can see it in Beth. She's got difficulties to walk and she cant use her 
right arm and..."
"Oh. My "handicap" now is mostly scars. Well, enough of this. Let's get 
this wine to Beth and Matt. They've had enough time together."
We made our way back to the livingroom and found Beth and Matt sitting on 
the coach and I sat beside Beth and Nadine squeezed herself down between 
Beth and Matt.
The evening went fast and soon people started to vanish and the four of us 
were left alone. We cleaned the room and put the dishes in the dishwasher 
and then sat down for a last glass of wine. Thanks to the fact that I had 
been dancing all evening I didn't feel the effect of the alcohol, besides a 
little "giggliness" and the other three seemed to be have effected the same 
way.
"Why don't you use the bathroom first, Robert and then Matt can use it. 
Beth and I'll use it together, I know boys don't do this things together as 
we girls do."
I did as I was told and stuck my head into the livingroom and said 
goodnight to Nadine and Matt and then I retreated to the room that had been 
assigned to Beth and me.
As I lay under the cover I got to think that this was the first time I 
would spend a night with a girl in the same bed. I just hoped that I 
wouldn't embarrass myself with a hardon the whole night! It was my sister 
that would be sharing the bed with me and she would be wearing a nightgown, 
but still. There would be a girl in my bed!
I almost had fallen asleep when I heard the door open and close and when I 
looked up I saw Beth wrapped in a towel enter.
"You still awake? I thought you would be asleep, Nadine just talked and 
talked and talked."
My sister went to her bag and withdrew her night-clothes.
"I guess it's no idea to tell you to close your eyes while I change is it?" 
she said with a nervous giggle.
With her side turned to me she let the towel drop to the floor and for a 
short while I could see her naked in profile and my cock sprang, of course, 
to a full fledged erection before she had drawn the nightie over her head 
and let it fall down over her body.
I noticed that she didn't put on any panties before she crept down beside 
me. The bed wasn't that wide and her body touched mine as she lay down on 
her back. She stared up at the ceiling.
"I've had great fun tonight," she said. "What about you?"
"Oh, yes. Sure. It was..."
"I loved to dance!" she hummed a little and I realized that it was the song 
that we had been dancing our first dance together. How in heavens name she 
could have catch it I don't know. I remembered now when she hummed it, but 
if she had asked me what song it was I would never had remembered it.
"If I hadn't been so tired I would have kissed you goodnight," she 
murmured.
My heart skipped a beat.
"I'm not all that tired," I said and raised on my elbow I leaned over and 
put my lips on hers.
Her arms encircled my neck and soon we kissed in a way that we had never 
kissed before. I noticed that my right hand was free and I put it on her 
hipbone. She didn't object and soon it had found its way up to her left 
breast and I played with it while we kissed. Our breath became labored as 
the kiss lasted and my hand became braver and I found myself stroking my 
sisters hips and thighs. It dawned on me that as I caressed her hips her 
nightie would rise but not fall down again. This spurred me to do the 
stroking longer and soon I could feel her bare skin under my hand. If I was 
lucky I would soon touch my sister's pussy! I knew she didn't wear anything 
under the nightgown because I had been watching her get into it.
My thumb made contact with the sensitive skin just a few centimeters beside 
the starting swell of the mound. My sister had her legs closed tightly but 
that didn't bother me. I knew of course that the most interesting part of 
the female sex was between her legs, so what? If I could just feel the high 
hill of my sister's pussy I would be more than content!
Soon enough my hand made contact with the warm flesh that my fingers told 
me was a cunt-hill! I was in heaven but at the same time I was scared that 
Beth would stop it all now, but when she moaned a little into my mouth I 
knew that so far it was all right!
I became more daring and soon I was running my hand all over her thighs and 
the lower part of her belly and I was loving the feeling! My hand could 
just make out the presence of hair on the rather high hill.
Soon I wanted more! If my sister allowed me to feel her up this much surely 
she wouldn't object to me feeling her between her legs as well? But how 
would I go about it? I knew that the direct approach would be futile so I 
had to have a strategy.
I found one, maybe by instinct. What if I caressed her knees? And let my 
hand stroke up as deeply in between her thighs that she would allow me? At 
the first couple of strokes her legs were shut tightly but as I grew more 
confident it seemed as if my sister lost more of her resolve not to let me 
close to her sex. Soon I could feel how her muscles lost some of their 
tension and  bit by bit my hand gained more and more space between her 
thighs as it stroked up, getting closer and closer to the goal I had in 
mind. Slowly, oh so agonizing slowly the gap between my sister's thighs 
grew wider and then, almost suddenly, she let her legs go limp and opened 
them up for me!
Suddenly there was a rather wide space for my hand to travel up and up and 
then I had my hand on her pussy! I could feel it all! The dampness! Puffy 
lips the protruded well from her pussy. Still kissing my sister my mind was 
somewhat diverted from the sweet taste of her mouth and focused on the hand 
that lay on her cunt. Her arm that encircled my neck didn't move down to 
stop me from feeling her up! It was green light! She was letting me feel 
her pussy!
Curiously I ran my hand up over her lips and she moaned a little and when I 
ran my hand back down again I could feel that she was wet! Since there was 
no, or little, hair covering the wetness it was very noticeable and the tip 
of the finger that ran almost all the way along the slit became slick with 
her juices.
Again I let my hand run the length of my sister's pussy-lips and when I did 
so one finger sort of sank down between the folds that till then had been 
covering the entrance. Curiously I lingered there and my finger found it's 
way, to me it seemed deeply into my sister's cunt, but I didn't get that 
far in because there was something hindering deeper penetration and when I 
pushed against it with my finger my sister flinched and her hips sort of 
sank down into the bed and afraid that she would stop my exploration if I 
continued I stopped and concentrated on a little bump that I could feel on 
the top and if I pushed down my finger firmly, but not hard, it would sneak 
in under a little fringe of some sort and then slide up and out of her sex. 
The way I treated my sister's pussy must have felt good to her because her 
legs fell wider and wider apart and soon I had full excess to the whole 
groin area.
I began to run my fingers down from the bump and down till I again met some 
smooth skin and while I did so my sister's thighs parted more and more and 
shortly there were hardly any room for me to lie beside her. I shifted 
around a bit and suddenly I found myself lying between my sister's spread 
thighs. My hard cock knocked on her pussy as my fingers at the moment 
lingered on the top of her mound.
My sister's kisses became even more feverish as she felt my cock press 
against her cunt, even though it still was in the confines of my boxers. I 
almost fainted when I understood that if I could get my cock out without 
Beth noticing it I would be able to get it in her, well at least the tip of 
my cock would taste the feeling of a cunt around it!
As it is with boxers the fly is rather loose and many a time have I 
experienced some uncomfortable moments when my cock have sneaked out 
without any intent. So how hard could it be?
I wriggled around to try to get my cock to slink out without realizing that 
while I rotated my hips my cock massaged my sister in her groins. And a 
miracle happened! My sister's hips started to rotate. Not much. Only enough 
to get my cock to push a little harder at her.
Little moans escaped her throat when I found it uncomfortable to have a 
finger rocking around her clit and instead I caught it between my 
forefinger and my middle-finger and gave it a light squeeze.
Tired of trying to get my cock to emerged through the fly by itself I 
pretended to run my fingers down my sister's slit and took the opportunity 
to pry the fly apart and finally my cock was free!
What a feeling! My cock touching the soft flesh of a girls sex! Almost. 
When I had stilled my carousel-ing mind I realized that my cock was poking 
my sister in the groin several vital millimeters away from were I wanted 
it! I wanted it right in the middle! Just there were I had found the 
entrance! Do or die! I reached down. Grabbed my cock. Pointed it at the 
vicinity of where I thought the hole was and by luck I found the right 
place.
After that instinct took over. My hips drove down Beth's bucked up and with 
a muffled cry from her my cock broke through the obstacle that concealed 
her cuntal tunnel.
"Oh Bobo! Oh we shouldn't... I haven't got any condoms! You must pull out! 
Do you hear! You must!"
One stroke, two and on the third my boiling-point was reached and with a 
with a determination I didn't think I possessed I pulled out of my sister's 
tight cunt at the very last moment and my hot load of sperm landed on her 
belly instead of inside it!
As usual after an orgasm my cock didn't soften but stayed hard and ready 
and when the short feeling of fatigue that I had felt as my sperm boiled 
it's way down my stiff shaft and gushed out all over my sister's belly was 
over I started to pound my sister's cunt!
"Wait! Take it easy! We've got all night! So, so, there's no rush. Nice and 
slow please. Yes, yes... yesssss. Just like that!" Beth panted.
Soon we found a rhythm that made the movements my cock made in that tight 
cunt transplant to my spine to my stomach and to my brain that was 
completely empty of any thoughts but the one; to get another orgasm. One 
smaller, worried thought made it's presence and it was: 'Do Beth like it? 
Will she too have an orgasm?'. This thought grew and overshadowed the first 
and slowly I fell into the rhythm Beth sat and found that it was even more 
charged with pleasant feelings.
The movements that at the beginning had been awkward and jerky became 
smooth and confident. Beth's hips rolled, swayed danced around. My thrusts 
slow, mashing, deep and long.
"Yes... I-I-I'm about to... Yesss! I'm cuming! Yes! Yes! Oh yes!"
A new sensation was felt along my cock as my sister's pussy spasmed around 
it and her arm around my neck closed harder around me and the milking that 
her vaginal muscles gave my cock started to force another orgasm out of me 
and I was just getting ready to pull out of her again and let my second 
load of sperm join my first on her stomach when suddenly she cried out 
loudly. I thought she would wake up the whole neighborhood when she cried. 
And she bounced up and down on the bed so my cock was forced deeper and 
deeper inside her instead of out of her and suddenly my orgasm just 
overtook any considerations I had of not getting my sister pregnant and at 
the same moment as her hips jumped up again I shot my first load ever 
inside a woman!
Her cries certainly caught the attention of Nadine and Matt because they 
came rushing into our room. Nadine first.
"What?! What is it? Did he hurt you?" she cried.
"No! No! I can feel it! I can feel it!"
At that moment I rolled off my sister and my cock slapped me on my stomach 
as I fell down on my back leaving my sisters legs wide open and I noticed 
that Nadine's eyes took in the scene, making sure that I hadn't damaged her 
pussy and my eyes followed her and I saw my sister's swollen pussy with 
some traces of blood leaking out of it with our mingled juices.
"What? What is it sis? What's going on?" Matt asked as he just a few 
moments later came into the room. He too was naked and his cock was just as 
hard as mine was and his glistened of pussyjuice just like mine must do. I 
looked down and sure enough it was wet and some blood had matted the hair 
around it.
Then it hit me! Matt had said sis? Nadine was Matt's sister?! And that they 
had been fucking, just like my sister and I, there was no doubt.
I saw that Matt was looking at my naked sister and as Nadine stood by 
Beth's side I took the opportunity to look at her.
Her body was much more mature than my sisters, but that I already had 
guessed from our dancing earlier that night.
Her breasts were just that, breasts. High and rather big, her stomach was a 
round curve that sloped slowly down to her hairy cunt. Blond and thick. I 
couldn't see anything but hair as she stood with her legs closed.
"What? what can you feel?" Nadine asked.
"My arm! I can feel my arm! Don't you see? I can feel my arm!"
"Oh, that's great," Nadine said a little doubtful and Matt and I exchanged 
those male glances men use to exchange when women are involved in any way 
and you don't have the slightest idea what they are talking about.
"My right arm! The *right' arm! I haven't felt it since the accident! But 
now I can feel it!"
"Oh! Great!"
Nadine sat down and gave my sister a hug.
"Don't you get it?" she asked Matt and me. "Her bad arm! She can feel it!"
"Oh! Great!" I too hugged my sister.
"Yes, great," Matt echoed and stepped forward and took my naked sister in 
his arms.
"Hey! Don't you dare!" Nadine admonished her brother.
"Sorry. I'm just as happy for Beth as you two."
"Sorry. I didn't mean to..."
"I know. It is a rather unusual situation, isn't it?"
"What?"
"Well here we are four naked people!"
"Oh my god!" my sister shrieked frantically looking for something to cover 
herself with. The duvet was nowhere to be seen. It must have fallen down on 
the floor while I was trying to get my way with my sister. "Oh, well, never 
mind. You've all seen me now."
I saw that her eyes sought Matt's prick and her eyes widened a little as 
she saw it, still flagging at half-mast. As far as I knew that was only the 
second cock she'd ever seen. I felt a pang of jealousy but since I had 
taken the opportunity to look at Nadine with great interest I understood 
that my jealousy was out of place and I swallow it and instead I felt a 
certain pride in the beauty of my sister. And while we all looked each 
other up we started to talk and soon we sat on the bed all four of us. 
Naked and with no shame.
After Nadine and Matt had left I lay down beside my sister and she crept 
into my arms.
"We did something dangerous tonight. You came in me... That shouldn't have 
happened," she whispered in my ear as she nibbled on my earlobe. "I didn't 
think anything would happen tonight so I didn't bring any condoms. If 
anything happens it's all my fault. But don't worry. I don't think I'm in 
the... danger-zone. Do... do you think you, we, could do it again? I think 
it would be good for the arm..."
"Good for the arm? Yes. I see what you mean. You don't have to masturbate 
if you can fuck!"
With a laughter my sister rolled on top of me and with some wiggling around 
my cock found its way into my sister's drooling cunt without any help.
Since that day my sister calls me her healer when we are alone.
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