Subject:     Dreams of Fucking My Sister
Story Codes: MF mf oral incest brother sister
Author:      Jim <address withheld by request>
Posted By:   Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary
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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
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   Chapter 1 - My Big Sister
   Chapter 2 - Fucking My Sister Again
   Chapter 3 - My Pantyhose Fetish


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 twelve to thirteen years old.  That 
would put my sister at around fifteen or sixteen.  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 twelve, 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 ‘t stop there though.  Well, for that night it did.  I mean, I was 
only twelve 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, twelve 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 twelve 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 knew 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 eight to five every day.  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 every day, 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 a long 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, every day 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 friend’s 
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.

THE END