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Subject: Title story: "All Grown Up" Author: TABOO MAN 48101705
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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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