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Subject: Title story: "All Grown Up" Author: TABOO MAN 59697360
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Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2005 03:03:31 +0000
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All Grown Up "My plane arrives at 6. Why don't you meet me at the TWA baggage
claim area and we can catch some dinner." "See you then," was her response. When
I finally arrived in Denver, I was starved. It was a good thing that my sister
and I were going out to dinner. I had been away at my job in Boston for 2 years
and was excited about going to the Hunan Wok. I looked around for Ann, but could
not find her. "Hey, nutball!" I heard. Turning around, there she was. My younger
sister at 18 years. In the two years that I had not seen her, she had changed.
Her tomboy haircut was replaced by long strait red strands. And, for a change,
she was smiling. "Congratulations, I hear you're going to Harvard in the fall."
I was making small talk to get my mind off my hunger. Once at the restaurant, we
met up with our parents. "Dave, you're so matured," Mom gushed. "Actually, it's
Ann who's really changed." What was once an awkward moody little girl was now a
happy, smart, and beautiful young woman.
* * * * * * * * * * * * The phone rang. It was Ann. She had arrived in
Cambridge and had settled into the dorm. I promised to show her around the
city, on her first night at college. After I got off work, I dropped by the
campus to pick her up. "Nice car." I smiled, knowing how much I was in debt
to pay for the status of having a BMW. I gave her a quick tour of the city.
The historic sites, the shopping areas, and so on. I took my baby sister to
my apartment for dinner. She was going to see how domesticated I had become.
When I lived at home, I swore that I'd never learn to cook or clean. And now,
my apartment was dust free and the chicken was delicious. Being from Denver,
the late August heat was too much for Ann. She pulled off her top shirt as we
talked. I couldn't help notice, in her t-shirt, that she really had matured.
Not that it much mattered, but I was happy to see that brains and beauty
could go together. I told her so. We chatted for a few hours about how things
were at home, about college life, and Boston. I remembered what Mom said
about keeping an eye on her. Looking at her in a t-shirt and shorts reminded
me of that. "Look, I know you don't want to hear this..." I began. "Mom,
right? Yeah, you don't need to worry. I think I'm smart enough to keep myself
out of trouble." I knew she was, but I promised. "If you need anything.
Anything at all. I'm here."
* * * * * * * * * * * * A few weeks later, Ann called. It seems that she hates
her roommate. Being the big responsible brother, I offered to let her stay
with me while she found another roommate. I had forgotten what it was like to
live with someone, especially your sister. Not that we argued like kids, but
it was tense. One evening, I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed. I had
just stepped out of the shower and was grabbing for a towel when the door
opened. "Oops," said the intruder. "I didn't realize." However, instead of
leaving, she just stayed. This used to happen when we were little. She'd just
go into rooms without knocking. Despite her maturity and brains, this was one
bad habit she had not kicked. "Just go!" I said as a wrapped a towel around my
waist. She backed out and closed the door. I finished getting cleaned up and
pulled on my sleeping shorts. Leaving the bathroom, I looked into the living
room. Ann had been sleeping on the couch. There she was, asleep. However,
usually she would be wearing a large nightshirt. Tonight, she had on a pair of
panties and was topless. At first, I was embarrassed. But my curiosity caused
me to take another look. Her curves were smooth. Her breasts well defined.
Yes, she was all grown up.
* * * * * * * * * * * * Friday night, we both had dates. Mine, a blind date, was
a real bust. Although she was hot, she was boring. I considered going to bed
with her, but gave up the idea after listening to her talk about how much she
hated her boss for three hours. After dropping her off, I headed back to the
apartment. Walking into the living room, I almost had a heart attack. There,
on the couch, was Ann. She was lying back, naked, with her eyes closed. On top
of her was a man, about my age. He, too, was naked. Unable to speak, I watched
as he was screwing my younger sister. Once the initial shock was over, I raced
over to him and pulled him up. As I yanked back, his erect penis pulled out of
Ann and wagged back and forth. Instead of beating him senseless, I just kicked
him out into the hall, naked, warning him never to come back. Upon returning,
Ann was getting dressed. I started to scream, "how dare you!" and all that
other parental-type stuff. "Mom and Dad would kill me if they knew!" she
started to cry. Sure, there was a double standard. I had plans to nail my
date. But this was not acceptable to me. As soon as a calmed down, "Tell you
what, I won't tell Mom and Dad... if you listen to my lecture." I was going to
tell her how she had to be careful. About getting pregnant and about AIDS. She
had already been told, I'm sure. But maybe from her older brother, it would
sink in. And besides, this was a nice piece of blackmail. The man's clothes, I
tossed down the garbage chute. We would have our talk tomorrow, I told her.
* * * * * * * * * * * * I started the lecture as a parent. I told her how she
had to be careful. About how, if she was going to do it, she would have to
make sure birth control was used. Condoms, I recommended, since they were also
useful in cutting down on the chance of AIDS. To drive the point home, I
pulled a condom out of my dresser and gave it to her. "Keep this with you. If
you ever find yourself in a situation like last night, please make sure he
puts it on." She took it from me. That seemed like enough. I had done my part.
"Oh, and one last thing. Please let me know when you need the apartment. It's
just too strange for me to walk in on my own sister."
* * * * * * * * * * * * The following weekend we were both without dates. It was
a rainy night, so watching a video tape seemed like the best idea. On her way
home from campus, Ann stopped to pick one up. I was shocked with her
selection. A old classic, like Casablanca, perhaps. A newer comedy or action
film, maybe. She chose neither. Instead, the contents of the black case held
FAMILY TABOO. A little X on the label provided an additional hint. Holding the
box open, I stared at my little sister. "An X- rated movie? What were you
thinking?" Innocently, "Neither of us have dates. I just figured we'd both be
a little hard up. C'mon, it'll be cool." She was right, I was hard up. Prior
to Ann moving in with me, I would rent or borrow adult videos. With some
dates, it repulsed them. With others, it helped set the mood. I've never seen
an entire film. Rather than argue with my baby sister, I consented. She was 18
and old enough to watch it. All grown up. The basic plot, if you want to call
it that, was about two teenage kids. They were supposed to be teens, 16 or so,
but I had my doubts. These two kids decide to have sex with one another. They
start out with getting naked and rubbing each other. The girl gives the guy a
blow job. As I watched, my penis started to get stiff. I tried to remind
myself that my sister was sitting in the same room with me. But it didn't
matter. The video girl gave great head. An older (early 30's, maybe) but
beautiful woman then walks into the room. It turns out that these two teens
are brother and sister. And the hot woman is the mother catching them in the
act. Instead of stopping them, she strips off her clothes. Her tits compared
to the teenage pair, were large. She joins her daughter in sucking off the
son. I had lost all concept of who else was in the room with me, and watched
as the three continued their sexual adventures. The teenage boy blows his load
across his sister's face. Her mother licks it off as the son starts to eat her
vagina. The whole thing, the taboo of it, made it all that more exciting. And
that made me return to reality. I looked over at my own teenage sister. She
was sitting there, pulling her shirt off. Instead of reprimanding her, I just
let her sit there, watching the incestuous action on the television, in her
bra. Contrary to every better judgement, her first words to me were answered
with a "yes." Her question, "Want to try it?" She was asking me, her older
brother, to imitate what was on the screen. I gave the affirmative response,
my penis was starting to need release. Once again, I would not see an entire
video. Off went to television. Ann volunteered to do a strip show for me. We
ran into my bedroom. I sat down on the corner of the bed while I watched the
show. She stroked her hands across her bra covered chest. She rubbed the
crotch of her shorts. And then, down they came. The red head pranced around
the room in her bra and panties. She grabbed a pillow off he bed and placed it
between her legs. I dawned on me that she had likely done this before. She
moved the pillow back and forth across her crotch. Occasionally, parts of it
would slip away and then back. Little glimpses of her pubic hair were quickly
covered by a return pass of the pillow. I was so turned on that I pulled off
my shirt and pulled down my slacks. I sat there, in my boxer shorts, watching
her remove her bra. She walked over to me and asked me to unsnap her bra. I
place a hand on the clasp, and with dexterity, unhooked the clasp. She
returned to her dance and she pulled it away from her chest. She placed her
hands on her beautiful globes and juggled them up and down. This was too much
for me, I stood up and yanked down my shorts. My sister raced over to my erect
penis and started to give me the best head job I had ever received. Her tongue
rippling over my penis and her lips moved back and forth over the length. Just
as I was about to ejaculate, she stopped. She lowered he panties to reveal her
vagina. Down on the bed, with her legs spread. Just like that night I had come
home. To bent down and licked at it, flicking her clitoris with my tongue. I
was getting into it, but when the hand touched my head, I looked up. Dear,
sweet, Ann. She had a condom for me. "Put it, and then put it in." Her
language, it was shocking. But, I listened and unrolled the condom over my
penis. Slowly I slid my penis into her. A few pumps, I started to shoot,
filling up the bag. Even as I started to go flaccid, I continue to pump. It
must have been useful, as Ann grabbed my butt and whined in orgasmic pleasure.
We both went to bed together, naked. We knew what we did was taboo. But we
were safe about it. Some things never change. Ann and I always loved to play
together. Now, instead of Monopoly, it was hot sex. We were both all grown up.
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