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Finally our parents had left. We headed up to the bathroom and shed our clothes. We hadnâ€™t talked about it, we just knew. My younger sister, 14, was a little embarrassed by this, and had her back to me, but she was still shedding that wall that had been the bane of my life for so long. My shirt was already off, and I moved onto my trousers. I hadnâ€™t realised how hard I was in expectation of this. as I undid my jeans my boxers suddenly tented as my cock was released. Man, it was good to be free. I left my boxers on for now, and placed my clothes to the side. I looked across the room and Molly was also down to her underwear. She was about to take her bra off when I said, â€œWait.â€ She looked over her shoulder confused and I explained, â€œI want to finish it myself.â€ I took a step towards her, then thought better of it. I quickly turned the shower on so that we wouldnâ€™t get too cold, then I turned back to her to see that she had turned to face me. I looked her up and down, my cock unrelenting in its urge to get even harder. Her eyes were fixed on it as I scanned her up and down, devouring her smooth skin with my eyes, wondering what she looked like behind those last remaining barriers. She was well developed, I knew that already, most of her friends were only now starting to develop, though Iâ€™d be working on them after tonight, I hoped. She was already probably a B cup, though with my inexperience in such matters I wouldnâ€™t know without looking at the bra. I took another step towards her, and her eyes flicked up to mine, showing her acceptance. I took another step and was in reach of her. I placed my hands on her sides, my heart fluttering at the touch, my first real touch of her, of any girl. I ran my hands up her sides and around to her back, finding the clasp of her bra. I fumbled for a moment with it, causing her to elicit a quiet, nervous giggle, but I soon managed to undo it. I brought my hands up to the straps and slowly moved them down her arms, wanting to get it off her as quickly as I could so that I could finally see what had been forbidden all these years, yet wanting to devour this moment, the first time that would never happen again. 

Eventually the straps reached her hands, and I took the bra away. I noticed a slight twitch in her arms, and knew she was working hard to stop herself from naturally covering herself up and I found myself impressed with her courage. Her tits were big, for her age, but they were well-rounded, not perky like the ones I preferred online, but hell, this was so much better. Crowning those tits, however, were two perfect nipples. The areolae spreading out a short distance from the small, erect nipples. â€œBeautiful.â€ I muttered, and Mollyâ€™s mouth spread in a small smile as she relaxed a little. â€œThanks, but now itâ€™s my turn.â€ She lay her hands on my waist as I had done earlier, caressing my skin down to the top of my boxers. Her touch was electrifying, and I wondered why I had never done this with anyone before. She tucked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers, and started pulling them down. My cock rode them down a little, and flicked back up once it left the confines of my boxers. Molly had her eyes at about crotch height as it did this, and her eyes widened as she let out a little gasp. â€œWOW, I didnâ€™t think it would be so big.â€ She exclaimed. Now, I didnâ€™t think I was big, I always assumed I was pretty mediocre in that department, and I hadnâ€™t realised what a comment like that could do to a guy. Let me tell you this, I thought I was rock hard before, but now I was almost cringing with the pressure in my cock. I smiled briefly in response to the comment, and Molly quickly slid my boxers the rest of the way down so that she could get back to admiring my cock. I was about to tell her to stand up so I could get at her briefs, when I felt a very strange feeling. I knew instantly what it was, I just didnâ€™t know it would feel this good. I looked down and sure enough, Molly was touching my cock curiously, feeling itâ€™s length up and down. I placed my hand on hers to stop her and said, â€œCareful, or I might not last long.â€ I knew she would have to masturbate me before we started proper, but I didnâ€™t want it to be over this quickly. She nodded slightly, looking a little confused. â€œGuys donâ€™t always last that long.â€ I explained, â€œYou can do it in a short while, but I want to see all of you first.â€ I explained. She nodded, looking embarrassed again, I added, â€œWe donâ€™t have to go any further if you donâ€™t want to.â€ She shook her head and said, â€œItâ€™s not that, I just . . . Iâ€™ve never shown it to anyone else. And Iâ€™ve heard about masturbation but I didnâ€™t really know what it was and was scared and . . .â€ I cut her off and said, â€œHush, thereâ€™s nothing to worry about.â€ I knew from experience that our parents were very religious, and had certainly never given me â€˜the talkâ€™. I had learnt about masturbation completely by accident soon after my parents had stopped bathing me. I didnâ€™t know what it was then, but never stopped doing it since. It was high time my sister learnt the joys of it. But then again, if she had never touched herself before, tonight would be overwhelming for her. Before she could start up again, I repeated her method on her briefs, slowly pulling them down. She shivered slightly, and I wondered whether it was in anticipation or in lack of warmth. Her skin felt warm to the touch, but then I guessed desire did that to you. As her cunt was revealed, I saw that there were a few hairs there. I breathed an inwards sigh of relief. I much preferred looking at bald cunts online, and I wouldnâ€™t know till I saw them in real life, but I suspected the same held true for reality. I held her panties so that her cunt was visible just above them, and ogled at it for a while. Again, wondering why I hadnâ€™t gone out and found myself a girlfriend already. And knowing the exact reason why, cowardice. I had someone lined up already, I just couldnâ€™t get the courage up to tell her that I loved her. Hopefully tonight would change that. I quickly pulled the panties down over Mollyâ€™s thighs, then let them drop to the floor. She quickly stepped out of them whilst I examined her cunt. It was beautiful, the lips were parted slightly, and pronounced, and her clit was obvious at the top. I took a finger and ran it from the bottom, where I knew her pussy should start, up to her clit. The response was volcanic, and she nearly fell over as the strength drained from her legs. I looked up and saw a look of bliss on her face. Clearly this was her first time. I took my finger away and realised it was drenched. Smelling it, I noticed that the room had taken on a similar smell. The smell of desire I thought, man and woman mingled together. I then licked it, and was surprised to find that I liked it . . . loved it even. I figured Iâ€™d be going down on her later after that tantalising taste. I took her hand and quickly led her to the shower. It was big enough for the both of us, but not quite big enough for me to avoid my cock touching her. Each time she became a little rigid at the stark reminder of what we were doing, before relaxing again. I wondered what was going through her brain at those moments . . .

After weâ€™d washed each other thoroughly, paying close attention to certain parts. Her breasts had been interesting for instance, making her quiver with delight as I gently caressed them with soap and hands. We dried ourselves and picked up the clothes we had earlier shed. I hesitated, wondering whose room we should go to, and Molly took the lead, heading towards mine. However, before getting to mine she turned off into our parents room. I remembered that my parents were away for the week. Perfect timing. Molly had dumped her clothes on the floor, and came back to take mine. I let go of them, and went to sit on the bed. I was about to lay back on it when Molly came over and said, â€œSo, am I allowed to touch it now?â€ I nodded quickly, eager to feel her touch again, and she knelt down in front of me, looking closely at my still rock hard cock. She touched it, almost reverently, and I nearly came right there and then. Thankfully I didnâ€™t though, and I lasted nearly a minute before I said in a strained voice to warn her, â€œIâ€™m cumming.â€ And then my cock erupted like Iâ€™ve never seen before. The sperm just missed her face, but managed to adorn her breasts in itâ€™s pearly essence. In fact, there was so much that it seemed to almost drown them in it. Molly kept pumping my cock till it was dry, and yet it stayed rock hard, even after such a torrent. Once it had obviously finished, she dabbed her finger in it and tasted some of my juices. I knew from the face she made that it wasnâ€™t as nice as hers.

We cleaned her up with loo roll from the bathroom before carrying on. Once we were finished with that, I told her to lie down on the bed. It was time to give her the night of her life, as well as her first lesson in masturbation. â€œYou said youâ€™d never masturbated before, well, just tell me what feels good.â€ I knew her clit would be extra sensitive, but I was still going to touch it without itâ€™s covering. If it was too much for her, then I wouldnâ€™t continue, but if it wasnâ€™t, then it should be even more intense for her. I examined her cunt, wondering where to start. I decided on the outer regions. I lay on my side, so that I could see what I was doing whilst having good access with my right hand. I started circling her crotch slowly, taking care to miss her clit and lips. As I did so, her legs widened instinctively, giving me freer access to her cunt. She was already moaning a little, so I decided to move in. I started rubbing her lips, noticing how freely my fingers moved in her wetness. Her moans increased, and I could tell that she was enjoying this. As I kept rubbing her lips, I slowly moved my hand towards her opening, beginning to slide a finger in ever so slightly, increasing the depth each time. I soon felt her hymen, and made sure I didnâ€™t push further, so that it would be there later. The moans were louder now, starting to be vocalised rather than just present. It was then that I touched her clit. Her body tensed inÂ  pleasure, and her moan was so loud that it nearly hurt my ears. And that was through the skin covering of her clit. She was becoming wild, her hips raising to meet my hand her head tossing on the pillow. I managed to get enough access to the clit underneath its covering to get a finger on it, and boy did it pay off. Her hips rocketed up to my hand, and her back arched. Her moans became screams of pleasure, and her pussy squirted its juices into my hand. So, she was a squirter. That should make things more fun. I kept up on her clit, now bare as the skin had retracted somehow, and her first orgasm continued at itâ€™s screaming pitch for a good while. Her head was tossing from side to side, and as the orgasm finally started to tone down, I saw her chest beating very rapidly, and her muscles quivering from the exertion. I licked my hand clean of the juices, before making my way up the bed to lie next to her. She was speechless, still in the throes of the comedown from the orgasm, so I lay on my side and caressed her breasts whilst I waited for her to regain the ability to speak.

Once she could speak again, she seemed to be speachless, until she said. â€œWOW!â€ Her heart was still beating two to the dozen, but she was beginning to calm down again. â€œItâ€™s good isnâ€™t it.â€ I said, smiling at her. The look on her face was priceless, it was one of those â€˜Ya think?â€™ looks. She looked down and saw that I was still hard, so she reached down and took my cock in her hand. I took her hand away momentarily, and positioned myself so that we were in the 69 position. â€œItâ€™ll be easier for you to see what youâ€™re doing this way.â€ I explained, it would also make it easier for me to suck her, but I wasnâ€™t going to tell her that. Let it be a surprise. I quickly felt her hands on my cock again, and responded in kind, focusing on her little clit again. The skin had covered it, so I set to work, gently coaxing it back whilst rubbing her cunt to distract her. I was about to touch her bare clit again when the strongest feeling shot through me. I looked down my body and saw that Molly was doing the same thing with my cock. Sheâ€™d rolled my foreskin back without my noticing, a big achievement in my current state of hardness, and was touching my bare cock head. A feeling I had rarely experienced before, being uncircumcised. Apparently being distracted whilst it was happening helped. Whilst I looked on, still rubbing her cunt, Molly licked the top of my cock, and I couldnâ€™t help moaning. The feeling was so intense, and unexpected given her earlier aversion to the taste of sperm. I quickly concentrated back on her cunt, letting the feelings wash over me as I tried to bring her to a similar state. Instead of just touching her bare clit this time, I started rubbing it. The response was instantaneous, and only served to increase my pleasure as her tongue vibrated with her moan, and another moan escaped my throat at the same time. I figured it was time to match her again, and I quickly licked her cunt, starting at the clit, finishing at her entrance. Again this elicited a moan of pleasure, which vibrated through my cock as she now had her mouth over it, and was sucking it. Again, without my noticing, and boy did it feel good. Iâ€™d often wondered what the attraction to blowjobs was, and now I knew. I was starting to get close, and was determined to get her as close as I could when I went, so I started lavishing her cunt with my tongue. Again, her taste hit me, it was so powerful, and so pleasurable. Iâ€™d definitely be doing this again. I quickly dipped my tongue into her pussy to get more of the taste, and was rewarded by her groan, followed by mine, both louder now, and again, it was back to that naked clit, diddling it with my tongue. I quickly realised that I was beyond the point and took my mouth away to warn Molly, â€œIâ€™m cumming!â€ I groaned, and I felt her mouth lift off my cock. It was a shame, but I knew that I couldnâ€™t push her to keep it on. My tongue quickly went back to the naked clit, and I made sure my mouth was over her pussy entrance as I diddled it again, as quickly as I could. Once again, her screams echoed around the room as she shot her juices straight into my waiting mouth. They tasted astonishingly good still, and her throes of pleasure set me off, as my cock burst for the second time this evening, showering her chest with itâ€™s blessings once again. Our bodies both wracked in the throes of our best orgasms yet, the bed shook beneath us. We both lasted aÂ  good half minute, before my orgasm started to die down, and Molly was still going at that point, oh to be a girl, I thought, wondering how good it really felt. It certainly looked like it was a lot more powerful than a guys orgasm. After Iâ€™d been wondering this, Mollyâ€™s orgasm began to die down. Again, we lay side by side, recovering together this time. My hands and mouth lavishing her breasts again, as her moans continued. I put my hand over to find my jeans, and reached into the pocket for a condom. It was time for the final step. The one we had both been waiting for all week. 

I looked over at Molly, and saw her eyes meet mine. I opened my mouth to ask her, but she put her finger to it and said, â€œIâ€™ve been waiting all week. Iâ€™m not going to change my mind.â€ She then saw the square package in my hand and said, â€œAnd youâ€™re not going to need that. Iâ€™m on the pill.â€ She took the wrapper out of my hand and tossed it back onto my jeans. I looked at her, and said, â€œIn that case, straight down to business, top or bottom?â€ Her eyes met mine again, and she said, â€œTop I think.â€ And with that she straddled me, just below my cock. I looked up at her body, and saw just how divine she looked in all her glorious nakedness. She stroked my cock up and down again, making sure it was as hard as it would get before she knelt up and moved directly above my cock. She was about to sit down when I placed a hand on her waist and said, â€œWait.â€ I felt her cunt, and put a finger into her pussy. It came away drenched. I assumed that meant she was ready for this, and so I nodded and helped her position my cock at her entrance. I then said, â€œThis will hurt you know, so stop if you have to, but only when Iâ€™m all the way in. Otherwise it will just hurt even more, this learnt from that all-knowing entity the internet. I just hoped it was true, she nodded sharply in reply, and sat down sharply on my rod. I saw a tear well in her eye as she did so, taking this as a sign that her hymen had broken. I reached up, and pulled her body towards me, comforting her, and feeling her tits pushed up against my chest for the first time. It felt good, and I could feel her relaxing a little. She pulled her head up a little and said, â€œI just need a moment.â€ I nodded in understanding, realising what a big step this was, for both of us. The feeling was tremendous for me, so I wondered what it was like for her, having something completely foreign inside of her. After a few moments, she squirmed a little, her tears having dried a little. I could still see she was uncomfortable, but her determination won through, and she started to lift her hips, sliding herself along my cock. I put my hands on her hips and helped her a little. I helped too much the first time, and we parted, but we quickly coupled again as she guided my cock to her entrance. The first couple of thrusts were quite the experiment before we started to get a rhythm going, and knew where to change direction. Slowly the speed increased, and we both began to moan, I had never felt anything like this, it was nothing like masturbation, it was tighter, warmer, more comfortable, and more comforting as well, it felt natural, even though this was my sister. Slowly I became lost in the feeling, and instinct started to take over. My hips rose to meet hers as she pushed down on my cock and they parted again when she lifted off. Our speed quickened, almost as if we both knew when to speed up. Our moans grew louder and louder until she was on the verge of screaming again, I took a hand off her hip, and moved it onto her clitoris, finding it uncovered once more, I started rubbing it again, the screams started, and my cock began to pulse, getting close. She went over the edge first, riding me all out, her attitude completely changed from the start, her back arched as her orgasm began, and she went straight upright, I looked at her as she constricted around my cock firing my own orgasm, she was quite the sight, riding up and down, tits bouncing and hair going everywhere. Her head was thrown back and her body still arched as she rode my cock like there was no tomorrow. As I squirted inside her, her screams rose to a new level, firing me up even more. We lasted a good minute together this time, with her continuing on for a while afterwards, pussy still constricting around my cock, causing it to harden again. As her orgasm finally let up, she slumped forward onto my chest, and I kissed her for the first time, that kiss was electrifying, and I knew that no matter what, no-one would compare to my sister. As her body relaxed again after the orgasm, I looked at her and saw the hungry passion in her eyes. She wasnâ€™t finished for the night apparently, and according to my cock, neither was I.

Waking up the following afternoon, I looked over to see Molly lying next to me, still naked and radiant from the night before. I slowly got up, trying not to disturb her, and took a shower. Even after last night, I was still ready for another night of fucking. Only tonight, it wouldnâ€™t be Molly, it would be her friend, Cora, smaller than Molly, and still developing, I was already wondering what tonight and the following night might bring . . .