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TEACHING LITTLE SISTER
PART 2 OF 2
Keeping one finger busy on Chrissy's love nubbin, I moved two other fingers
lower, spreading her lips apart. She was soaking wet and the crotch of her
pajamas was now almost dripping from the aroused flow of her love juices. My
finger at last found what it had been seeking, the opening of her tunnel, the
tunnel into the innermost parts of Chrissy's woman sex. I moved one finger into
the opening and probed. The hole was slippery and tight, but my finger slipped
into the cavity without difficulty. Down to the first knuckle, then down one
more, and finally, my whole finger was immersed in Chrissy's cave of pleasure. I
wanted to move my finger in and out, imitative of the action my throbbing cock
longed to be taking, but her pajamas restricted my movement. It was time to rid
her that impediment. It was time, too, for me to reveal her little virgin's
pussy to my sight, to see first- hand what I had seen to now only in my
fantasies.
Reluctantly, I moved my hand out of Chrissy's pajamas and then took hold of the
sheet that covered her. Slowly I pulled the sheet down. My breath was coming
faster now, and my heart thumped in anticipation of the sight I knew would soon
be revealed. The sheet came slowly down, and top of her pajama bottoms were
revealed. Then all of her bottoms, and finally the sheet went to the floor and
Chrissy's whole body was fully shown in all its magnificence. Her beautifully
formed legs were still splayed apart and her pajama bottoms were askew from my
explorations. A big splotch of dampness covered the crotch area and the wide
swatch of Chrissy's abundant pubic down showed clearly through the wet, trans-
parent fabric.
With just the lightest of strokes I ran my hands up Chrissy's legs, stroking her
feet, then her calves, and then up to her tan, full thighs. I caressed the
sensitive insides of her thighs, making little circles in the wide part just
under her crotch. Chrissy moaned and moved her hips in little circles, urging my
hands to go further, to go to the very center of her pleasure pit. Instead, I
moved my hands to the top of her brief baby-doll pajama bottoms and started to
draw them down, slowly, inch by inch. Her little belly mound was revealed, just
a slight bulge of baby fat still apparent. Then the dark, auburn bush came into
view. Lower still, the full glory of Chrissy's whole vulva was revealed to my
hungry eyes. Chrissy's soaking, creamy vagina. The musky odor of her arousal
wafted up to me and my arousal was increased even more. The whole area of
Chrissy's sex mound was awash with her juices and invited loving attention. My
cock throbbed and indicated that it was ready to provide such ministrations.
In one swift motion I drew the pajamas down over Chrissy's feet and then to
the floor. She was fully nude now, and I was in awe of just how beautiful she
was. "Chrissy," I whispered softly, "you are the most beautiful thing I've
ever seen."
"Thank you for such a sweet compliment," Chrissy replied, "but this is
completely one-sided. I don't have any clothes, and you have all of yours.
You're seeing all of me, but I can't see any of you. It's time for you to get
rid of your clothes, too."
With that, I stood up and took off all my clothes. I stood there in front of
Chrissy, fully nude, my cock standing straight out, stiff and throbbing. Its
head glistened, covered with the pre-cum that my arousal had produced. Shyly,
Chrissy reached out her hand and ran her fingers along my cock and then wrapped
her hand around it. "God, Bobby, you're beautiful. So hard, and so big. Will it
be possible for that to go inside me?"
"Girl's stretch to be able to take it all in. After all, babies come from the
same place as this goes in, and babies are a whole lot larger than my cock."
"I guess so," Chrissy replied, still sounding doubtful.
I sat down on the bed next to Chrissy, drinking her in with my eyes. I put my
hand out and stroked her breasts, then lightly ran my hand down over her rib
cage, her little belly mound, and then to her Venus mound. She lifted her knees
and spread her legs apart, giving me full access to her swampy, down-covered
center of pleasure. I moved my hand over her mound and dipped my fingers into
the spread labial lips of her vulva. They were now even wetter than before.
"I'm so wet, Bobby. Am I supposed to be like this?"
"A girl lubricates herself when sexually aroused. I guess that must be what you
are," I said.
"Oh, God, Bobby, am I ever! I've never been like this before. Just your
slightest touch and I go into spasms. I've been horny before, but never anything
like this. It's because you're the one doing this. You're making all my
fantasies come true, and I'm about to go crazy from knowing it."
I moved my fingers down to the opening to Chrissy's love tunnel and moved one
finger into the pit, all the way in. I added another finger, and then a third.
She was so wet and slick that the fingers went in with only a little
difficulty. I twisted the fingers around and around, and moved them in and out.
Chrissy mewed like a cat and thrust her hips up and down, reciprocating each of
my in-and-out strokes. I moved my thumb up and ran it over and around her
clitoris. Her hips jerked and she thrashed her hips around and around. "I'm
coming, Bobby! Oh, God, I'm coming hard, hard, hard!" Chrissy threw her head
back and cried and mewled, moaned and finally shouted, "Oh, it's so good, it's
so good, it's so good!"
Chrissy shuddered and spasmed. I could see the muscles of her stomach and thighs
clinch, and the muscles of her vagina squeezed down on my fingers. Her pussy
pulsed around my hand, little throbs and squeezes, compressing the vaginal walls
again and again against my fingers. Slowly, the shudders and spasms eased,
Chrissy unarched her back, and the muscles unclinched.
Chrissy's eyes which had been shut tight opened and she looked up at me. "That
couldn't have happened so good with anyone else," she whispered. "It was better
than any boy has ever done me before. Better, even, than the times I've done
myself." She reached out her arms to me and putting them around my neck, pulled
me down for a kiss. The kiss was long and deep, full of soft, tender tongue
action. "But that's only the preliminary, isn't it?" Chrissy softly said.
"Yeah, the best part is still to come," I answered.
"Let me look at you first," Chrissy said. "I've never seen a boy in the
daylight," she said, laughing. "In fact, the other night with Jimmy was the
first time any of the boys actually had their cock out, and I didn't even get to
see it then. If you're going to stick me with that thing," she gig- gled, "at
least let me take a look at it first."
With that, Chrissy pushed me down on my back, and leaning over me on her elbows,
looked right down at my exposed rock- hard pole. She touched my balls with her
hand and I jerked my hips upward toward her hand. Her finger tips stroked my bag
all over, sending shivers through my whole body. She moved her hand up and
touched the head of my cock, rubbing the drops of pre-cum that accumulated there
down over my entire cock. "Am I doing this right?" she asked.
"It all depends," I answered.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that if you want to see me come all over the place, you're doing exactly
the right thing," I said hoarsely.
"Do you want to come?"
"Oh, God, Yes! But not this way. I'm so hot I'll come a whole bucketful, but I
want it all to go inside you. I want to feel your pussy fill up with my juice--
for you know how it feels to have love juice squirt into you, to feel how my
love pours out of me into you, filling you to overflowing. I want to see my come
run out of your pussy and down all over your sweet little ass cheeks. I want us
to slide back and forth on each other, rubbing our whole bodies against each
other in a coating of my jism."
"Oh, Bobby, me too!" Chrissy said, and spread herself out on top of me. Her
breasts rubbed against my chest and her legs spread out on the outside of mine,
clamping them in a sweet trap. My prick moved between her legs and she held it
tightly, caught between the spread lips of her pussy. She stuck her tongue out
all the way and lowered her mouth down to mine. Her tongue was like liquid fire,
licking all around my mouth, flicking at the corners, and like a soft, flexible
pry bar, probing between my lips. Her tongue tip moved behind my lower lips and
ran back and forth with long sensual strokes. It bored into my open mouth,
avidly seeking its counterpart. It found the tip of my tongue and flicked a
tattooing drum beat against it. I was literally on fire with desire, her tongue
pushing my desire to ever-increasing heights.
All this time her hips had been vibrating, making little movements around and up
and down. The motion had coaxed my cock to give up a flood of pre-seminal flow
and it now covered the entirety of Chrissy's sexual center. The stream was
flowing down to my balls and coated them and ran down into the crack of my ass.
I had never been so wet before, even after shooting a full load of come. I
couldn't help but moan at the pleasure of the feeling, giving in to the sheer
joy of holding Chrissy against me.
I moved my hands to her buttocks and kneaded and caressed them. My finger tips
probed between them, into the cream slickened crevice. I ran my fingers up and
down the valley that split her ass, stroking across the little rose bud of her
anal opening and then down into the soft folds and creases of the feminine
secret recesses hidden between Chrissy's thighs. Involuntarily, my hips started
matching the motion of hers, and we moved against each other, our strokes
becoming longer, more insistent with each passing moment. "Oh, God, Chrissy, I'm
getting so close!" I managed to mutter.
"So am I," Chrissy whispered. "But I don't want to come this way. I want to
come just how you described it--with you inside, filling me, stroking me, and
spurting me full of your man juice. Let's do it right now. I don't want to
wait a second longer. Bobby, do it to me now. Show me right now what we're
supposed to do."
"Chrissy, it's probably going to hurt some the first time. Are you ready
for that?"
"Yes, you big silly. I'm a girl, remember. Girls know about that, and I'm ready.
Besides, if it does hurt any, it won't hurt nearly so much with you as it would
with someone else. You just let me be the one to worry about that and tell me
what I'm supposed to do now. How am I supposed to lay so you can do it to me the
way that's best for you?"
"Just about like we are right now would the best way for your first time," I
replied. "Just sit up and then get on your knees so my cock is just under your
opening. Then just sit down on my cock, taking it in a little at a time as you
feel comfortable with it. That way, if it starts to hurt, you can stop for a
minute and let it stop hurting before taking any more inside."
Chrissy kissed me lightly on the lips and said, "That's just why I wanted my
first time to be with you, you sweet guy. I knew you'd make it the best
possible for me." She then sat up and taking both hands moved my cock so that
the head was lodged at the opening of her tunnel of delight. She moved down on
my cock, never breaking our eye contact. She had a look of sheer concentration
on her face, focusing her thoughts on the penetration of my cock into her
innermost recesses.
She took an inch into her and then stopped. I could feel the tightness of her
pussy around the head of my cock. It was hot, wet, and glove-tight. After a few
seconds, she moved down even more, engulfing almost half of my seven cock
inches. "Ummm!" was the only sound she made. All this time she continued to
stare into my eyes, as if seeking a reflec- tion of what was going on at the
juncture of our bodies. After a few more seconds pause, Chrissy sat down fully
on my cock.
Wet lock met wet lock. Pubic bone ground against pubic bone. Chrissy sighed and
whispered, "Oh, God!" She then leaned over, brushing her breasts lightly against
my chest, the nipples sending waves of pleasure through both us as they brushed
between our bodies. Her mouth crushed against mine and she tongued my mouth and
tried to take all my lips into her mouth and suck on them. She broke the kiss,
and whispered, "Bobby, it's all the way in. I can feel you filling me up with
your hardness. I can feel every little ridge on your cock and feel it throbbing
with each of your heart beats. Having you in me is like satisfying a need I
didn't know I had. Oh, Bobby, it hardly hurt at all going in, and now it doesn't
hurt at all. Now is just feels sooo goooood."
Chrissy sat up straight again, and we stayed in the position, without moving,
for several long minutes. Chrissy's breathing slowed to near normal, and we both
rested from the penetration effort. Chrissy looked down at me and regained our
direct eye contact. While she looked into my eyes, she smiled softly, secretly,
with an almost beatific expression. Her pussy was still so tight around my cock
I thought I would not be able to move it. Every ripple and spasm of her pussy
also swept through my cock, as if we were one person, each completely a part of
the other.
Nature soon took over, though. Unable to hold still any longer, Chrissy began
little pelvic movements--small jerks, little circles, barely perceptible up-and-
down movements. My hips reciprocated, and I made my own motions, matching pace
with Chrissy's. Soon, our motions intensified, with Chrissy moving up and down
about two inches. Each motion brought me intense pleasure, with Chrissy's glove-
tight pussy grabbing and stroking my cock with each movement. My pre-cum flow
coupled with Chrissy's feminine pussy cream lubricated her pussy walls, and the
hot flow together with our passion fires made me feel as though a hot fire
burned at the point of our sexual junction.
"I can't believe how good this feels! It's heavenly!" Chrissy hoarsely said.
"Oh, Bobby, I knew it would good. I knew you would make it good like this."
Chrissy continued her movements, each stroke getting longer and longer. All of
my seven inches moved in and out of her. Down hard to the base, bush meeting
bush, and then up to where the head was almost ready to pop out. Chrissy's
breathing was growing faster again, and her breath was beginning to come in
gasps, not just from the effort but also from the way she was obviously climbing
up the scale toward climax.
Chrissy's enthusiasm increased even more, and suddenly my cock popped out of her
pussy with an audible popping sound. "Ohhh, noooo!" Chrissy cried. "Put it back
in! Get it back into meeee!"
I pushed Chrissy down and onto her back. I grabbed her legs and pulled her to
where her ass was just on the edge of the bed and her pussy was just hanging
over it. I held her legs high in the air and spread them wide apart. My cock
thrust out just in front of her pussy. Wetly, the pussy lips gaped open,
inviting my cock to plunge between them, into the cream-saturated depths of
Chrissy's womanhood. I inserted just the head of my cock into the pulsing,
throbbing opening and holding it in one hand, I swirled it around and around,
stirring the creaming center of Chrissy's sopping pussy. Chrissy moaned and
cried, "Oh, do it, Bobby! Do it to me! Fuck your little sister hard!"
I plunged my stiffened manhood into Chrissy in one hard stroke, pushing in until
the head of my cock lodged against her cervix. I could hardly believe how tight
she was and how hot her pussy was as it clung and grasped at my cock, trying to
keep it locked within its depths. I withdrew all the way out to where my
cockhead was just inside her lips and then plunged in again. Chrissy's hips
drove up to me as I drove mine down to her. Our strokes met hard, each grinding
our sexes into the other. "Oh, Yes, yes, harder, harder!" Chrissy moaned in a
just-audible whisper.
As much as I had fought against it, my orgasm was building up fast. The
knowledge that it was my sister, my dear little Chrissy, that I was fucking
played mind games with me and gave me such a sense of sheer sexual pleasure that
I could not forgo the climax sweeping over me. I jerked my penis out of Chrissy
and held it over her stomach. Suddenly, my cock was spurting, shooting out jet
after jet of my scalding jism. It landed on Chrissy's breasts and ran over the
nipples and the sides. Come squirted all over her neck and stomach and soaked
her swatch of feminine bush even more than it was. Finally, the ejaculatory
spasms ceased and come stopped flowing. Chrissy's whole front, from neck to vee,
as well as my hand was covered with hot, white drops of my outpouring.
Chrissy had watched me spurt, fascinated by the sight. "So that's how a boy
comes," she said. She then took her hands and rubbed my come all over her front,
coating every inch. She especially rubbed come into her breasts, loving the
slick, lubrication it provided. I took my come-coated hand and rubbed it all
over my front, covering my chest and stomach. We were now both coated in a film
of my masculine lubrication.
My cock had not diminished one bit as a result of my orgasm. It was still
rigidly hard and still throbbed. It was almost as if I hadn't even come. Desire
still welled up in my groin; I was ready to do it all over again. I guided my
cock back into Chrissy's now come-covered pussy and reamed it into her woman
hole. She pushed up against me, eager to restart the lover's ride just ended. I
began the see-saw, up-and- down motion, twisting my pelvis so as to increase the
pleasure. And pleasure it was. Despite my have just come, my cock was anxious to
ride to the peak again, to climb to new climatic heights. I was no less horny
now than I had been before coming. I felt I could fuck forever.
I lay down on Chrissy and rubbed our naked bodies together-- slick, come-soaked
skins slipping and sliding against each other. Her breasts were so slick and
slippery they turned in little circles against my chest. Wet belly slipped
against wet belly, and come-soaked pubic hair interlocked and interwove
together. I was one of the most voluptuous experiences I had ever had.
Chrissy wrapped her arms around my shoulders and neck and held me tight. Her
legs came up and locked around my back. Our thrusts were in perfect harmony,
pulling back and pushing forward, each in time with the other. Come-slippery
skin moved against the other's skin, adding to the pleasure.
Chrissy's movements became almost frantic. She was moving her hips in circles
and thrusting her pussy at my cock with such force I was fearful she would hurt
herself. She was crying and moaning at the same time, ecstatic sounds of almost
unbearable pleasure. My movements increased in their pace also, and I was
groaning in pleasure. As our peaks approached, our mouths hungrily sought each
other, wanting to imitate the action below. We brought our wide-open mouths to
each other's and kissed and suckled at each other with an abandon neither had
ever before experienced.
I reached under us and grasped Chrissy's buttocks. I caressed and kneaded them,
ran my fingers down their deep crease, and then pulled her pelvis up tight
against me. We were both so close, so close. I pulled back, and holding her
buttocks firmly in my hands, pushed hard into Chrissy's creamy cavity. Over and
over, in and out, harder and harder. Each time, Chrissy's juice poured out of
her and down the crease of her ass into my hands. Her whole buttocks as well as
our fronts were now soaked in the outpourings of our love juices.
The muscles in Chrissy's buttocks clinched, drawing tight and hard. Her pussy
clamped down on my cock, almost immobilizing it. She jerked her mouth from mine
and cried, "Oh, God! I'm there! I'm coming, I'm coming so hard!" Her buttocks
started quivering and spasms tore through her abdomen, shuddering her body over
and over. She was panting loudly and her breath came in ragged gasps. Her hips
pushed up and back, over and over again, just a little less with each movement.
Gradually they slowed down and the intensity of her orgasm began to fade.
I then lifted her legs straight up in the air and drove into her pussy, over and
over, like a pile driver driving steel. My climax was building up fast and my
cock began the throbbing and swelling that occur just before orgasm. Chrissy
looked up at me and started reciprocating, pushing me higher and higher.
Suddenly, with hardly any warning, I was there, over the edge, coming hard. Once
more, come came jetting out of my cock, only this time into Chrissy. I could
feel the slippery come flow over and around my cock, making it hot and and
slick. White foam came out of Chrissy's pussy as I drove in and out, forcing the
come out of her already filled hole. Chrissy whispered, "I can feel you coming,
Bobby. You're spurting into me, filling me. God, it's so hot and slick. Oh,
Bobby, I gonna come again! Bobby, don't stop! Keep going, don't stop!"
I kept right on driving in and out, my come starting to lessen its flow. Chrissy
had her eyes closed, concentrating on her own pleasure. She humped against me,
and then I could see the muscles across her stomach draw tight. Her pussy
clamped down on my cock again, squeezing it. Still, I continued my cock action,
concerned now with giving Chrissy even greater pleasure. Her orgasm this time
was as great as the one just passed, and Chrissy murmured, "Yes, yes, I did it
again. Again, and it was so good."
Chrissy opened her eyes and looked up at me. The hero worship was still there in
her eyes, but also something else, something new, not seen before. I realized
that she was seeing me as lover as well as brother, and this added a new
dimension to our relationship. I saw her, too, as a lover--a lovely lover from
out of my dreams. I said to Chrissy, in a soft whisper, "Chrissy, that was
better than any dream could ever be."
Chrissy nodded, and smiled. She pulled me down to her and kissed me. Then she
pushed me over to my side and threw her leg over my hip. All this time my cock
had remained buried in Chrissy's pussy, slowly going down from the orgasm.
Face to face, sex to sex, Chrissy kissed me again and whispered, "Oh, Bobby,
Bobby, my brother, my lover. Thank you, Bobby. Thank you. I'm sure that there
will never be another time like that in my life. Thank you for making it so
good for me."
Her hips were working in little motions and I realized that my cock had fully
regained it hardness. Chrissy kissed me lightly on the cheek and smiling, said,
"Bobby, there's lots of stuff you need to teach me about sex, and we've got all
weekend. Would you mind showing me more?"
I didn't mind, of course. I spent the weekend not only telling Chrissy about all
aspects of sex, but, most importantly, showing her. As we both learned, a show-and-
tell is worth ten thousand words.
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