I’ll never forget the first time I made love to my
older sister, Lynn (who was 15 at the time). I was a
thirteen-year-old girl who had never even thought
about being with another girl. I masturbated
frequently and was very well developed physically, but
I was more than satisfied with my fingers; I didn’t
need a guy or a girl to satisfy me, or so I thought.
That all changed one Saturday morning. Dad had to work
all day, and Mom had went out of town early that
morning to see her sister, so it was Lynn & me at home
by ourselves, at least until late that evening when
Dad would come home. I woke up about 10 in the
morning and decided to take a shower. Lynn had
mentioned going shopping with some friends, so I
assumed she was gone and I was home alone. Lynn
thought I was going with Mom to see my aunt, so she
also thought she was alone. After my shower, I toweled
off and put on a loose pair of shorts and a sports
bra. I decided to borrow a shirt from Lynn since she
was gone for the day; I knew she wouldn’t mind.
I’ll never forget what I saw when I entered her room.
Lynn, who didn’t hear me coming because she had her
fan on, was lying on the bed, completely naked. All
the covers were in the floor, and she was masturbating
as fast and as hard as she could. Her thumb was
massaging her clit, while she pushed two wet fingers
in and out of her tight hole. With her other hand, she
caressed her rather large breasts. When I opened the
door, she jumped, startled. She quickly refocused and
went back to her pussy, which was covered with dark
blond hair. I couldn’t help myself; I gawked at her
beautiful body, from head to toe.
Lynn didn’t seem to mind the attention; she continued
rubbing her cunt as fast and hard as she could.
Finally, she seemed to swallow and get her nerve and
asked, “Would you like to join me?”
At this point, I was still more intrigued than
aroused, although it was rather sexy. But when she
asked me to join her, I instantly knew that this was
right, that I had to have her.
I quickly undressed and lay down on the bed beside
her. I began fingering my own young, wet pussy as I
watched her do the same beside me. I was not as good
at prolonging my orgasms as Lynn was, so I was
climaxing very quickly, before she did. When I did so,
I closed my eyes (as I usually did when I would cum).
That’s when it happened.
I felt Lynn’s hand caressing my young breasts, which
were much smaller than hers. This increased the force
of my orgasm to a greater level than ever before. When
my orgasm subsided and I opened my eyes, Lynn asked me
if it was okay for her to touch me like that. I said
yes, and she leaned closer to my face. Finally, our
lips met. It was much better than the one boy I’d
kissed (in a closet at a birthday party when I was
11). Our tongues found their way into each other’s
hungry mouths as we continued kissing. My hand
instinctively went between my beautiful sister’s legs
and began rubbing up and down her pussy lips.
She broke our kiss and her mouth began to make its way
down my body: across my neck, my chest (avoiding my
tits), my stomach, and finally down to my virgin
pussy, with its little wisp of dark brown hair. Lynn
parted my legs a little wider and began to hungrily
eat my pussy out. Her tongue easily found my clit,
which was swollen more than it had ever been, and
began to lick it. She continued eating me until I had
cum two more times.
While I recuperated, I heard her moving around. Then I
smelled her. I looked up to see my sister squatting
over my face. “I need your tongue inside me, Sis,”
Lynn whispered, nearly sending me into orgasm at the
prospect of tasting that sweet juice. I tried to do
the things she had done to me, and I must have done a
good job, because she climaxed rather quickly as well.
After her orgasm, Lynn lay down on top of me, and we
kissed some more. I couldn’t get enough of my sister’s
tongue in my mouth…it was so soft, so special. Then
all of a sudden, she sat up and straddled my belly.
She began grinding her pussy against my flat stomach
as she leaned over and dangled her huge tits in my
face. I began to suck them, just as I had seen men do
to women on late night movies when I was flipping
through the channels. Lynn encouraged me to touch
myself, so my hand found its way back to my pussy. I
managed another orgasm with my fingers as I sucked my
sister’s tits and she rubbed her pussy against my
belly.
All in all, Lynn and I made love for about two hours
that morning/afternoon. We remained frequent lovers
until she moved away three years later. I am now a
lesbian, and Lynn and I still try to get together
whenever she comes back to visit.