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First Encounters of the Best Kind (Mf, incest, cons, pedo)
by G
Scott and I grew up together. Literally. We had lived in the same
town since we were old enough to remember, were in the same classes
through grade school, junior high and now high school. We had a
lot of things in common; we were both 15 - our birthdays were two
months apart. We both had a younger sister -- mine was now 13; his
would be 13 a month later.
Scott and I did a lot of stuff together -- literally exploring our
smalltown universe for over a decade -- but it never included our
sisters. Little sisters are always just there. Nothing you notice
except when they got into your stuff or in some other little girl
way, cause you grief.
But when Scott's sis turned twelve, something started to change.
I started to notice her. When I would jack off, there was always
a pair of her panties that I had stolen from the clothes hamper in
their bathroom that I would use to shoot my gooey teenage cum into.
Then I would sneak them back into the hamper next time I was there.
Whenever I looked at Cindy, I wondered if she was wearing a pair
of panties that at one time had held my semen. After I had done
this quite a few times, I was almost sure that she was. Too bad
they had been washed. Nevertheless, the thought still aroused me.
Her panties, at least when I started doing this, were little-girl
style: Cotton print, sometimes white, sometimes lace around the
brim. Then, all of a sudden there were different ones -- these
were bikini style - still cotton - but a definite indicator that
Cindy was coming of age. There is nothing that I would not do to
see her in a pair of those panties.
Cindy was blonde, her hair always cut in a precision straight line
across the bangs and the back, never a hair out of place. Her big
brown eyes always cast a look of innocence and a hint of shyness.
Scott, shared his sisters big brown eyes but had a matching dark
brown head of hair that gave him a very wholesome look. You could
tell that Scott and Cindy were brother and sister at the first
glance, though.
One night when I stayed overnight at Scott's, it happened. Cindy
and I noticed each other. It was at the dinner table. Scott was
talking to his mom and I had glanced across the table at Cindy.
She looked at me, our glances locked for what seemed like minutes.
We were both totally out of touch with our surroundings. As l
looked into her eyes, my thoughts were of her panties. Did she
know that between her legs, next to her smooth little mound, was
soft cotton that had once been soaked with my jism? With my eyes
I told her. Over and Over again. It was almost as she was
understanding what I was thinking when our private telepathic
conversation was interrupted by her brothers question.
"What do you think, Steve?", he asked. I had no idea what he was
talking about. I had been isolated in a private sphere with his
sister, oblivious to anything going on around the table. I noticed
that made a shy smile and then looked away upon hearing her
brothers voice.
Later, Cindy came into the TV room wearing her pajamas - a
flannel short gown that came down about mid thigh. As she lay on
her stomach in front of the TV, I could get an occasional glance
of her panties which I instantly recognized as ones that I had cum
in more on more than one occasion. Their mom had already gone to
bed, having finished her customary bottle of wine, and we were
staying up watching Nightmare on Elm Street. I continued to get
brief, occasional glances of her panties as she would reposition
herself on the floor. Sometimes I got a peek of inner thigh or of
smooth round buttocks protruding from beneath the leg band. I
tried not to make myself obvious when I stole these peeks, unsure
of what Scott would do if he caught me eyeing up his sister. But
that stopped becoming a problem when Scott got up to go to the
bathroom.
And I guess it stopped being a problem for Cindy too. Because what
had been all-too-brief, seemingly accidental peeks at her panties
had suddenly become a full spread. Cindy had grabbed a big pillow
from the floor and positioned herself over it. In doing so, her
pajamas scooted up just below her butt. Her knees were bent
slightly as the pillow was under her stomach and I could see a full
view of her panties as they covered her butt. I was in heaven.
Just as I was sure that this exhibitionism was accidental and that
she had no idea she was arousing me tremendously, she changed
positions again, this time spreading her legs widely apart, now
giving me a complete view of her crotch. Damn! She had to know
what she was showing me, didn't she?
I could have sworn that I saw a wet spot where her crack was under
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