Subject: My Sister Sarah-Jane (mf, incest)
Author:  Alasdair Kennedy <gobshite501@hotmail.com>
Posted:  Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Hi Kelly,

I am a big fan of your site and am reading through your diary (wanking as I go). 
I can't even guess how much cum I have shot over you and your stories. I am keen 
to get a photo of you to do a proper tribute for you.

Just as you suggested, I thought I'd put finger to keyboard and let you know 
about my sister. I have just written my first proper experience with my sister.

Ali
xxx

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My sister is just about 3 years older than me and we first had proper sex when I 
was ten. Prior to this we had fooled around a bit and masturbated a bit 
together. She had my virginity and it was fantastic! I'll tell you about that in 
another episode.

I really love my big sis. She taught me to read and write, put the dressings on 
my scuffed knees and generally looked after me when our parents were too fucked 
up to care. To cut a long and at times quite painful story short we were very 
close already and also totally in love with each other before we ever touched 
one another. It was almost inevitable we would become lovers.

We spent a lot of time together growing up and from the age of about 3 she was 
my world and I hers. We would cuddle and caress each others bodies whenever we 
could. I have never felt so close to another person as I did with her.

I don't really remember how it started but we used to sit in her room and after 
reading practice she would ask me to brush her hair. She had waist length blonde 
hair (no really she is a natural blonde). I used to get really turned on doing 
this and would stroke her hair for what seemed like hours at a time. I still 
have a thing for brushing a womans hair (the longer the better) and it really 
turns me on to do it.

One time she noticed that my little boy cock had gotten hard and said she would 
help me with it if I wanted. I said that I did, so whilst I stroked her hair she 
fondled me till I had the most wonderful feeling that stared in my belly and 
felt like my spine was melting. I all but fell over the first time it happened, 
it was absolutely fantastic. 

This moment was like the dam had been broken. We continued with this little game 
for a while me brushing her hair while she stroked me to my immature orgasm. 
After a few times of doing this she asked me if I would do the same for her as 
it was only fair as she was helping me. Again I readily agreed. Why wouldn't I. 
We loved each other.

I would get excited when we read my books together, knowing that i was a few 
minutes away from brushing her hair and a little curious as to what would follow 
this time. After packing my stuff away I had butterflies in my stomach, 
anticipating making her feel like she made me feel.

She handed me her hair brush and proceeded to take her little white shorts off, 
leaving her pink panties on for now. I did my usual of taking my shorts and 
pants off together, leaving my T shirt on. As I started brushing her hair she 
was acting a bit differently this time. She started to caress her new puffy 
nipples through her shirt and emit soft moans.

I started to brush her hair as usual and my dick soon grew hard, harder it 
seemed than before. She was breathing quite erratically, and I was a bit worried 
that something was the matter. I had never seen her like this before so I asked 
if she was alright. She reassured me that she was absolutely fine and asked if I 
could kneel down between her legs. I immediately got down on my knees and 
scooted between her legs. I could make out the vee between her legs and an 
indented slit which had a small damp spot coming from it, darkening her pretty 
panties.

She stoked my face and looked me straight in the eyes. I could see the love in 
her gaze and returned it with the same intensity. She leaned forward and for a 
moment I thought she was going to kiss my forehead like she normally did to 
reassure me. Instead she lifted my face to hers and kissed me on the lips. My 
heart was beating very hard and fast. My dick was aching and becoming a little 
painful.

She took the brush from me and directed my hand to her pre-teen pussy. It felt 
very warm and her panties were very soft and moist. She told me that she had 
been stroking herself after I was in bed following our hair brushing fun, and 
wanted to ask me to help her before but was scared that it was wrong. It was my 
turn to reassure her and I leaned in to kiss her. We kissed and she licked her 
lips while we were kissing. This felt really good so I did the same. Soon our 
tongues were intwined and my hand still gently rubbed her between the legs.

When we broke our intense kiss I saw that she had tears in her eyes. I asked 
what was the matter. She locked eyes with me again and whspered that she was so 
in love with me right then.

I smiled and pride swelled my chest. She loved me as much as I did her.

She directed me to stand up and pulled me close to cuddle and caress me all 
over. This brought my straining hard on directly in line with the small bumps on 
her chest. I started to rub myself against her and we did this for a few 
minutes. It obviously felt as good for her as it did for me.

I started to feel the now familiar sensation of impending orgasm and tried to 
hold her as close as possible but she admonished me and told me that she was 
nowhere near getting off. I didnt understand what she meant by this and asked 
her to explain.

She explained that she needed to be rubbed on her pussy to make it feel good, 
like I felt. She told me to watch her and I sat next to her and put my head near 
her lap. Her hand wormed its way inside her underwear and I could see the 
outline of her hand through the soft pink material. Her fingers were caressing 
the edges of the slit and occasionally directly in it. Her face was becoming 
flushed and her breathing once again fast and uneven. She was telling me how 
good it felt and that soon it would be my turn to try it. After a few minutes of 
this she pulled her hand out and beamed her beautiful smile at me.

She took my hand and put it under hers directly on her pussy mound. She pressed 
our hands into herself and started to gently rub them back and forward. Her 
breathing started to get heavier again and she took my other hand in hers and 
brought it up to her chest.  With her directing the movement and pressure she 
helped me help her to masturbate. After a minute or so her hands fell away and I 
got the idea of what she wanted me to do.

I continued rubbing and stroking her and thought that if our kiss felt nice then 
I should kiss her puffy nipples. As if reading my mind she pulled her thin top 
off over her head and I took the opportunity to lean forward and kiss the 
swollen bud closest to me. It was as if an electric shock hit her and she held 
my head on her child breast and started moaning again.

She asked me to rub her pussy harder and a little faster, which I gladly did. 
She was squirming about quite a bit by this time an it was getting more and more 
difficult to keep my hands in place. The wetness from her panties was all over 
my hand. Once again I started to worry that she may have needed the toilet. I 
stopped rubbing her and asked if she wanted to pee.

After her initial dissapointment at my stopping she explained that girls got wet 
when they were turned on and that she didnt need the toilet.

My cock was by this time really sore and she noticed me looking uncomfortable 
from being hard for so long without any attention. She told me to hop up on the 
bed and slipped her soaked pantied down her legs. Teling me that it was my fault 
they were so wet she took them in her hand and trailed them lightly over my 
throbbing penis. It felt wonderful, not just the feeling of the material on me 
but also knowing that they had, up to a few moments ago been next to her sex.

I begged her to make me feel the special way that only she could. She moved to 
sit cross legged opposite me on the bed still teasing me with her underwear.

I could make out her pussy clearly and marvelled at the golden downy hair that 
grew above her slit. I also saw the source of the moisure that had made her pink 
panties turn dark. She saw me looking and asked if I wanted a closer look. 
Obviously the answer was a resounding yes please.

She laid back and uncrossed her legs putting her ankles either side of me. I 
then leaned forward and put my head between her thighs, about six inches away 
from her beautiful pussy. It looked really pretty and I asked if I could touch 
her there. She said that if I liked kissing her mouth why not try kissing her 
pussy.

I wasn't sure and said so.

She stroked my face again and said if I didn't want to that it was fine, but it 
would feel nice for her if I did. What could I do. My beautiful big sister 
wanted me to do something for her, that she told me would feel nice.

I scooted forward and puckered my lips, gently kissing her moist sex. Oh My God. 
She jumped even more than when i kissed her nipple. That must have felt good for 
her. The taste was quite good too.

I kissed her again, but this time remembered the toungue thing we did before. As 
I licked my lips whilst kissing her on the pussy she screamed. I was not scared 
this time because she was still gently stroking my face and head as I was 
kissing and licking her.

Pretty soon it was quite obvious she was about to get that amazing sensation 
that I knew only too well.

She had grabed my head firmly and was pushing her pussy into me quite hard. Her 
hips were rocking up and down over my lips and tongue. I could just make out her 
hands caressing her budding breasts and pinching her nipples. Her hip movements 
were getting faster and faster and all of a sudden she tensed her entire body 
and kept my head held tightly to her puffy and wet pussy.

She let out a loud gasp, panting heavily. I felt amazing. I had got her off by 
tounge kissing her pretty little pussy. Her grip on me relaxed and I knelt up 
smiling from ear to ear.

It took her a minute or two to regain her composure enough to be able to speak 
again. She told me that I had really got her off well and she would make it up 
to me. It was the first time she had orgasmed so strongly that she couldn't 
speak. It was so much better than her using just her fingers.

I had her pink panties still sat on my aching cock and she very slowly dragged 
them over my sensitive member. It felt good and I told her so. she continued to 
feather my dick with her used underwear until I couldn't bear it any longer. She 
took hold of me and pulled me close to her. I couldn't help but to rub myself 
against her belly and chest while she smoothed and stroked my back an ass 
cheeks. Just as she started to kiss and suck at my tiny pink nipples I tensed up 
just as she had earlier and orgasmed.

It was by far the very best I had ever felt in my entire life! My legs felt like 
jelly
 my heart was hammering and I was so out of breath I fell back onto her bed 
panting hard. She crawled up next to me and we lay there cuddling and caressing 
just like we had done hundreds of time before. This time it was a bit different. 
We had just had an amazing time together and we fell asleep for a little while.

When we woke up we just looked into each others blue eyes. It was as if we were 
the only people on the planet. In a way we were.

I loved my sister then. More than anything else.

We promised to do this again, anything that made us feel that good had to be 
repeated.

Dedicated to Sarah-Jane.

  
Alasdair Kennedy - My Sister Sarah-Jane