Subject: Dreams of Fucking My Sister (MF, mf, oral, incest)
Author: Jim H (address withheld by request) 33 Male Austin, Texas
Posted: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
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Summary:
Jim lusts for his older sister and enjoys masturbating about her frequently.
Here are some stories he wrote to tell me about what he thinks when he
fantasizes about his older sister.
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 - My Big Sister
Chapter 2 - Fucking My Sister Again
Chapter 3 - My Pantyhose Fetish
Chapter 4 - I Promise Not to Tell If....
Chapter 1 - My Big Sister
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Kelly,
Thanks for the add!! I'm absolutely OBSESSED with your ASSTR page!! I couldn’t
stop reading the very first day I found it. Please, check out my blogs and
posts to get a little idea of me and let me know what you think. Also, you
think I could "spice up" my writings any?
Thanks again, Jim
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As best I can remember, I was around 12-13 years old. That would put my sister
at around 15-16. We were always horsing around, like normal brother and sisters
would. And of course the normal arguments/fights would also ensue.
But one night, everything changed. We were living in a large two story house in
a quiet, small town neighborhood. My bedroom was upstairs, furthest down the
hall, hers closest on the same side, and mom and dad's bedroom on the other side
of the hall. For the life of me I can't remember what started the argument or
what the fight was about, but I'm pretty sure whatever it was, I was in the
wrong. I think I had done or said something that I shouldn't have. Something
sure to get me into trouble with mom and dad.
So lying on my bed in my room, scared to death of what was to come when mom and
dad got home, I hear a light tap at the door. I said nothing. Then my sister
gently opened the door and came into my room. She started ragging on me about
how much trouble I was gonna be in when mom and dad got home. Making fun of me
and mocking me. I was begging her not to tell, knowing all the while it was
doing no good.
When suddenly, from out of nowhere, she says " I promise not to tell mom and
dad..........IF you do something for me." I didn't care what it was, I jumped at
the chance! I said, "what do I have to do?" Then she told me to follow her.
She led me by the hand down the hall to mom and dad's bedroom, where she told me
to lay down on the bed face up, which I did. Before anything else she said to
me, "I promise not to tell mom and dad if you do this for me, but you have to
promise NEVER to tell anyone about this." Again, I graciously
agreed......................
...... She asked/helped me lay on my back on mom and dad's bed. I could tell
she was either a little scared or just really nervous by how much she was
shaking. I wasn't shaking at all because at this point I still had no idea what
was to come.
After I lay down, she sat on the bed beside me and told me to just relax and
stay calm. Then she slowly slid her hand up the inside of my young thigh,
beneath my shorts, and without any sign at all began touching my tiny young
penis. My eyes grew wide and my body began to shake from what my big sister was
doing to me. She began to rub faster, and with what now seems to be a little
more comfort in what she was doing. She slid her own shorts and panties down
just enough to gain access to her pretty, young slit. She would take turns,
first rubbing across her pink lips, then with the same fingers rub gently but
fast on my (now) very hard member. Remember, I was quite young, so not much to
brag about there. I could feel the warm, slick juices she brought from herself
as she rubbed up and down, side to side. All the while staring into my young,
green eyes, saying "don't be scared," "everything is alright," and "remember,
you promised."
Me being 12, I had never in my life experienced the feelings or thoughts I was
having at that moment. Then, she took control of my hand, and slowly lead my
shaking fingers to her slick, wet pussy. She took two of my fingers, and began
to slowly slide them up and down her moist slit, then she's bring them to her
mouth and devour her own juices. She began to guide my small fingers inside
her. Slowly at first, but faster and a little deeper each time. Eventually I
got the hang of it, and can say without question, that on that night at 12 years
old, I was finger-fucking my big sister!
Apparently she was doing as well as I was. She pushed by back down onto the
bed, and quickly put her mouth around my entire penis. The feeling was
INCREDIBLE! I'd heard about it a lot by then, but never felt anything near it.
She pumped her mouth up and down, up and down on my small cock, taking every
tiny inch of it into her mouth until I lost
control.!!...............................
I guess I don't have to tell you, I EXPLODED!. And yes, that was the first time
ever. All over my big-sister's neck and face.
It didn’t stop there though. Well, for that night it did. I mean, I was only
12 so what can you expect?
There were more times. More and more and more. During subsequent experiences,
it would usually start the same way. "I'll tell mom and dad if you don't......"
and I know the rest. Looking back, I don't know that she even had to threaten
me. She always started the same way, and leading me to mom and dad's bed was
always the same. But as early as the second encounter, things went quite a bit
further. She would help me to the bed, and quickly help me remove my pants or
shorts, whichever I was wearing. At the same time, she would remove hers. I
can still remember sis's clean, pretty pink pussy as we sat there on mom and
dad's bed. She would begin rubbing herself while gently gliding up and down my
little penis. As I write this blog now, I can still remember the way she would
stare up into my eyes while taking her little brother's cock into her mouth.
When I began to get hard, which didn't take very long, she would gently push my
torso back a little. Still sitting, but not quite upright. She'd grab my legs
and gently pull them apart. Then she would do the same thing, but facing me. I
distinctly remember her facing me, scooting her spread legs closer to me while
softly rubbing/spreading her little pussy lips apart. When she got close
enough, she maneuvered her legs and mine into a scissor position. She would
reach down between my legs, gently grab my small member with a couple of
fingers, then slowly, gently guide my young rod into her tight little hole. It
was quite small, so it took a little bit of trying, but she always got me inside
of her. Due to my size, there wasn't a lot of thrusting in and out. Once she
had my young cock well enough inside of her, she would wrap one arm around my
back/neck, supporting herself behind with the other, and rock her pelvis up and
down, or back and forth. She let out a lot of slow, quiet moans. I remember
her exhaling long and slow while riding back and forth with her little brother's
young penis inside of her. Again, all the while staring lovingly, deeply into
my eyes.......
Chapter 2 - Fucking My Sister Again
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I guess at this point I should tell you that at subsequent encounters, sis
didn't have to do a lot of coaxing. She DID always start off with something like
"do something for me," as some sort of a favor, or if I HAD done something
wrong, she had just the thing to make her keep her mouth shut. (both
figuratively and literally). Also, each and EVERY time was on mom and dad's bed.
I often wonder if this was intentional on her part. Did it add to the "taboo"
nature of what we were doing? Did it add to the thrill? The excitement? I know
one thing for fact. It DEFINATELY had all of those effects with me! Of course I
was usually at least a little scared. I'd wonder what would happen if mom or dad
walked in and found my sister and I having SEX!! Would they freak? Would they
send one or both of us away? Would they send me to stay with my policeman uncle?
All of these thoughts and worries quickly subsided once we were "in position" on
mom and dad's bed though.
The second time started much like the first. Sis would gently push/lay me back
flat on mom and dad's bed. Only this time, she began by kissing me. French
kissing was completely new to me, and I had no idea how to do it. Sis didn't
seem to mind though, and she seemed to have everything under control. I remember
her closing her eyes as her face approached mine. Then a few gentle pecks on my
mouth. Maybe I gasped or something at the incredible feelings that were coming
over me, but for some reason I opened my young mouth, ever so slightly, and she
seized the opportunity to quickly slide her tongue into my mouth and begin to
slowly massage my tongue with hers. I could never say for sure, but I'm pretty
sure I got the hand of it pretty quickly. I began slowly twirling my tongue
around inside my big sister's mouth, just as she was doing to me.
At about this same time, she began to slide her hand down my body, pausing as
she reached my already stiffening, 12 year-old cock. She began to rub my young
member through my shorts. I can remember the incredible pulses of excitement and
urge as they rushed over me again and again. She slid her hand up and down my
small dick, through my shorts until it was fully erect. Then, removing her
tongue from my mouth, she quickly slid down, sliding my shorts down at the same
time, and took my young cock completely into her mouth. Again, I remember gazing
lovingly, albeit nervously, into my sister's eyes I she slid her mouth up and
down over my tiny penis. It's been a long time ago, but I don't remember her
EVER breaking eye contact with me while she was sucking her little brother. I
would lie there in utter amazement at what was happening. Hoping like HELL I
wouldn't cum too soon!!
Sis must have sensed this as well. No sooner would those thoughts enter my mind,
she stopped riding my young cock with her mouth, and quickly rolled over onto
her back. She reached down and quickly pulled her shorts down to her thin, sexy
ankles, then completely off. She made no effort to lay them aside, simply let
them fly across mom and dad's room.
She looked at me and said "now you do me." I was completely lost. After all, I
was 12 years old and not even sure if I'd HEARD about eating a woman's pussy.
Much less, seen it or done it!
Obviously, she knew this likelihood as well. She gently grabbed my forearm,
while motioning/guiding me to her knees where I was facing her. Then, as if it
was nothing unusual, she quietly whispered "lick it bubby." At the same time,
she put one hand around the back of my head and gently pulled my face to her
very wet pussy. I didn't have much to go on, so I just dove in, face first (for
lack of better words). I began to slide my tongue up and down my big sister's
wet slit. Taking a lot of her juices in, and yes, swallowing her. I licked at
sis's juicy pussy until my tongue and mouth were sore, which didn't take all
that long.!
This time, instead of doing the "scissor" position, she just had me stand up at
the foot of the bed. Then sis wiggled and slid her tight body down the bed until
her ass was just resting at the edge. She looked me in the eyes, reached out and
grabbed me near the waist, and bit her lower lip and smiled while pulling me
closer to her. She leaned back on the bed, supporting herself with one arm, then
reached down and grabbed my rock-hard young member with the other hand. She
guided the head of my cock to her moist lips, gently ran it up and down her
sweet slit, then helped me just inside of her. I remember her gasping quite
loudly and throwing her head back when I finally thrust my young cock into her
tight hole. She continued gasping and letting out long, quiet moans while I
began to thrust in and out of her. Sis used one hand to reach down and play with
her clit, while gently but firmly squeezing her young, firm tits with the other.
In probably less than a minute, I could feel myself about to explode! I DID
know, even at that age, that cumming inside a woman was a good way to get her
pregnant. And I new for sure, I wanted to take NO chances at getting my own
sister pregnant! I don't think I even had time to warn her. As I felt my orgasm
approaching, I quickly pulled out of sis's gushing pussy and EXPLODED onto her
tone, firm tummy. I saw her grin, perhaps even begin to giggle a little, but she
stopped herself. She reached down and ran the tip of one finger through the hot
load I'd just deposited on her stomach, then brought it up and sucked my juice
from the tip of her finger.
We hugged briefly, while continuing to lay on mom and dad's bed. We didn't kiss
after that. Maybe because it was a "heat of the moment" thing earlier? This is
probably the case, since we didn't have trouble tonguing each other at
subsequent encounters.
After just a couple of minutes we both got up, she went to the restroom to clean
her little brother's cum off of her stomach. I got dressed and tried to
straighten the sheets on mom and dad's bed the best I could. We went our
separate ways and finished the day just like any other.
Chapter 3 - My Pantyhose Fetish
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Let me start by first saying I had a very active childhood, and was introduced
to many things early on in life. That's another story altogether, but the point
being I've always been very open minded, and had few inhibitions.
I guess when I really began to explore my many thoughts/fantasies I was in my
low-to-mid 20's. By this time I was well experienced in sex, and was finding
that regular "sex" just wasn't cutting it anymore. At that time I began
exploring this wonder we call the internet and all it has to offer. Chat rooms,
profiles, etc. anything and everything. I had always been greatly attracted to
female's sexy legs, especially in hose/stockings, etc. I attribute mostly to
the fact that my mother and sister were constantly in them while growing up. I
remember as a young boy, when all of my friends were sneaking pics at PLAYBOY
and HUSTLER magazines, I was much more content with REDBOOK or the sears
catalog, which were both filled with incredibly attractive women wearing skirts,
hose, etc. To cut to the point, while surfing chat rooms and such, I obviously
was drawn towards the TV rooms and such. I am completely straight, but, if
there's a sexy pair of legs clad in nylon, who really cares if they belong to a
man or a woman!
I didn't own a computer of my own, so I was always visiting friends to use
theirs. One that I used the most belonged to a single female friend of mine who
worked from 8 to 5 everyday. She had no problem with me using her computer, and
even gave me a key to her apartment so I could come in and use it when she was
at work. I took great advantage of this freedom, and was at her place, on her
computer nearly everyday, and sometimes ALL day.
It wasn't very long until my arousal and curiosity reached a point that I could
no longer ignore. One day, while surfing and chatting at her computer, I went
to her dresser drawers and pulled out a pair of frilly pink panties. By this
time it was way too late to turn back, so I quickly dropped my sweats and donned
the panties. The rush was INCREDIBLE!!. I kept them on for the remainder of
the day, and of course, masturbated while wearing them. (If she ooooonly knew,
right?) This routine went on daily, for along time. I eventually just kept the
panties. I took them home with me and hid them in a locked briefcase beneath my
bed. And of course, everyday I went to her place to use her computer, I'd
unlock the case, slide on the panties under a pair of sweats, and head off to
have my little adventure.
Finally I decided I wanted to try pantyhose. I didn't know any women who might
have pantyhose that would come anywhere close to fitting me, so I was forced to
buy them myself. The first time I went down to the corner Walgreen's. It
wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. The woman at the check-stand
probably thought I was picking them up for my wife or something. That day I
came home with my very first pair of black sheer to waist pantyhose. As I
walked through the door of my apartment, my body was trembling with anticipation
of what was to come. I wasted no time disrobing, and quickly slid into my new
silky covering. Of course, I was completely aroused before they were even all
the way up, and hard as a rock, which I quickly took care of.
Around this time in my life I was also frequenting telephone chat lines a lot,
and happened to find a wonderful woman that was very intrigued by my little
hobby, and she was always around to listen and give a hand when I was unable to
be at a computer. And of course, my new pantyhose found their happy little
place in my locked briefcase, and became my new favorite for sneaking under my
sweats when I went over to my friends apartment. At this point I guess I should
tell, just the mere fact that I had pantyhose on, albeit beneath my sweats, in
public, was quite a turn-on itself. I remember I was shaking nearly constantly
whenever I had them on. WOW, what a rush!
I eventually began camming online while wearing my pink panties, or my
pantyhose. Camming brought on an whole new era in my life, because, anytime
anyone had a request, I was more than willing to oblige them. I entered a world
of anal play/masturbation, again being 100% straight, this was kind of weird,
but felt way to good to deny. This may be more information than you wanted,
but, one time I even experimented with a tampon!! (use your imagination with
that one......or just ask...lol).
I went on to buy other pantyhose, a couple pairs of lace-top thigh highs, and a
few pairs of fishnet thigh-highs! (my favorite). There were several times when
I actually shaved my legs to make the look/feel more realistic. Shaving made it
easier for the thigh-highs to stay in place. My world of wearing and playing
continued pretty much daily for several years. Masturbation while wearing
hose/stockings became a daily occurrence, one I anticipated nearly every single
minute I was awake. Today, things are a little more calm. I still love to
wear, however, being in a 5 year relationship with someone who has NO idea of my
little hobby makes it difficult to exercise it often. One thing that hasn't
changed, however, is the fact that I'll still pick a sexy pair of hosed-legs
over porn ANY day.
Chapter 4 - I Promise Not to Tell If....
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A little about "home"...
As best I can remember, I was around 12-13 years old. That would put my sister
at around 15-16. We were always horsing around, like normal brother and sisters
would. And of course the normal arguments/fights would also ensue.
But one night, everything changed. We were living in a large two story house in
a quiet, small town neighborhood. My bedroom was upstairs, furthest down the
hall, hers closest on the same side, and mom and dad's bedroom on the other side
of the hall. For the life of me I can't remember what started the argument or
what the fight was about, but I'm pretty sure whatever it was, I was in the
wrong. I think I had done or said something that I shouldn't have. Something
sure to get me into trouble with mom and dad.
So lying on my bed in my room, scared to death of what was to come when mom and
dad got home, I hear a light tap at the door. I said nothing. Then my sister
gently opened the door and came into my room. She started ragging on me about
how much trouble I was gonna be in when mom and dad got home. Making fun of me
and mocking me. I was begging her not to tell, knowing all the while it was
doing no good.
When suddenly, from out of nowhere, she says " I promise not to tell mom and
dad... IF you do something for me." I didn't care what it was, I jumped at the
chance! I said, "what do I have to do?" Then she told me to follow her.
She led me by the hand down the hall to mom and dad's bedroom, where she told me
to lay down on the bed face up, which I did. Before anything else she said to
me, "I promise not to tell mom and dad if you do this for me, but you have to
promise NEVER to tell anyone about this." Again, I graciously agreed...
...She asked/helped me lay on my back on mom and dad's bed. I could tell she was
either a little scared or just really nervous by how much she was shaking. I
wasn't shaking at all because at this point I still had no idea what was to
come.
After I lay down, she sat on the bed beside me and told me to just relax and
stay calm. Then she slowly slid her hand up the inside of my young thigh,
beneath my shorts, and without any sign at all began touching my tiny young
penis. My eyes grew wide and my body began to shake from what my big sister was
doing to me. She began to rub faster, and with what now seems to be a little
more comfort in what she was doing. She slid her own shorts and panties down
just enough to gain access to her pretty, young slit. She would take turns,
first rubbing across her pink lips, then with the same fingers rub gently but
fast on my (now) very hard member. Remember, I was quite young, so not much to
brag about there. I could feel the warm, slick juices she brought from herself
as she rubbed up and down, side to side. All the while staring into my young,
green eyes, saying "don't be scared," "everything is allright," and "remember,
you promised."
Me being 12, I had never in my life experienced the feelings or thoughts I was
having at that moment. Then, she took control of my hand, and slowly lead my
shaking fingers to her slick, wet pussy. She took two of my fingers, and began
to slowly slide them up and down her moist slit, then she's bring them to her
mouth and devour her own juices. She began to guide my small fingers inside her.
Slowly at first, but faster and a little deeper each time. Eventually I got the
hang of it, and can say without question, that on that night at 12 years old, I
was finger-fucking my big sister!
Apparently she was doing as well as I was. She pushed by back down onto the bed,
and quickly put her mouth around my entire penis. The feeling was INCREDIBLE!
I'd heard about it a lot by then, but never felt anything near it. She pumped
her mouth up and down, up and down on my small cock, taking every tiny inch of
it into her mouth until I lost control.!!...
I guess I don't have to tell you, I EXPLODED!. And yes, that was the first time
ever. All over my big-sister's neck and face.
It didnt stop there though. Well, for that night it did. I mean, I was only 12
so what can you expect?
There were more times. More and more and more. During subsequent experiences, it
would usually start the same way. "I'll tell mom and dad if you don't..." and I
know the rest. Looking back, I don't know that she even had to threaten me. She
always started the same way, and leading me to mom and dad's bed was always the
same. But as early as the second encounter, things went quite a bit further. She
would help me to the bed, and quickly help me remove my pants or shorts,
whichever I was wearing. At the same time, she would remove hers. I can still
remember sis's clean, pretty pink pussy as we sat there on mom and dad's bed.
She would begin rubbing herself while gently gliding up and down my little
penis. As I write this blog now, I can still remember the way she would stare up
into my eyes while taking her little brother's cock into her mouth.. When i
began to get hard, which didn't take very long, she would gently push my torso
back a little. Still sitting, but not quite upright. She's grab my legs and
gently pull them apart. Then she would do the same thing, but facing me. I
distinctly remember her facing me, scooting her spread legs closer to me while
softly rubbing/spreading her little pussy lips apart. When she got close enough,
she manuvered her legs and mine into a scissor position. She would reach down
between my legs, gently grab my small member with a couple of fingers, then
slowly, gently guide my young rod into her tight little hole. It was quite
small, so it took a little bit of trying, but she always got me inside of her.
Due to my size, there wasn't a lot of thrusting in and out. Once she had my
young cock well enough inside of her, she would wrap one arm around my
back/neck, supporting herself behind with the other, and rock her pelvis up and
down, or back and forth. She let out a lot of slow, quiet moans. I remember her
exhaling long and slow while riding back and forth with her little brother's
young penis inside of her. Again, all the while staring lovingly, deeply into my
eyes...
Jim - Dreams of Fucking My Sister