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Archive-name: Family/bro_sis1.txt
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Archive-title: Brothers and Sisters - Part One
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"Okay, now I start, right?!"
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His older sister Jean came close to him, almost rubbed up against him,
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her face excitedly close to his, her eyes bright and shining and her
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lips red and parted.
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"Yeah, you start, you tell me what you want", he said. He was 15 and
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she a year older.
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"I get to tell you, right?" she asked him. Her nipples were hard and
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he watched them slide back and forth under her sweatshirt.
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"Yeah, you tell me anything that you what me to do." He was smiling
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too, but still hadn't touched her.
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She pulled her sweatshirt up over her head. Her brother gaped at the
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taut tits she showed off, hard knots of arousal pointing the tips.
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"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed".
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She started undoing her jeans, slowly, watching him. He'd turned
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around and taken off his shirt and then slid down his pants. Then he
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pushed off his undershorts. Jean could see his cock hanging down
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between his legs and then he turned around and she could see it all.
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So that's what he looks like. Wow, he has a nice cock!, she thought.
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She sat on the bed waiting for him to go over and lie down. He was
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uncomfortable watching her stare at his penis and balls.
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"Now, Kev, I want you to pick it up and show me how you jerk it off!"
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His prick just lay there, small and cold, trying to retreat into his
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sparse pubic hair. He'd always thought it'd respond differently,
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given the opportunity. But it wasn't cooperating yet and he was
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feeling distinctly weird to be be lying here with his clothes off and
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Jean checking him out.
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"Well, usually I sort of warm up, you know - fantasize about stuff."
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"Yeah, what sort of stuff?" Jean came over and sat on the edge of the
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bed. She reached over and gently took his relaxed balls between his
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fingers, started to play with them. "Do you think about girls playing
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with your balls?" She looked him right in the eye as she cupped his
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warm scrotum and testicles.
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"I think about that, I think a lot about them playing with my dick
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with their hands. I like to think about that a lot, it gets me really
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hard." Kevin felt his young prick start to pulse and get half hard.
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As it stiffened it swung around from lying sideways against his leg
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and lay back on on his stomach.
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Jean jumped back to the opposite bed and watched as his hands went
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automatically to familiar positions, one wrapping around his cock, the
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other cupping his tight young balls. She watched as his fist started
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pulling the loose skin on his prick up and down. Her pussy started to
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melt and she ran one finger up and down her moistening slit.
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She was very intense and her excitement made her voice quiet and
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trembling. "I want to see you come, you know. Sometimes I imagine you
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doing it, like what it looks like". He said, "Tell me what you think
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about when you do it. I really want to hear about it while I'm playing
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with myself. His hand and forearm were moving rapidly. She had her
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knees spread, flexing her hips up against her probing hand.
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"Well, I always think of you jerking off for a long time, getting really
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hot and then you jerk off really fast and your come starts to shoot out
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all over you. Or sometimes I imagine you doing it standing up, maybe in
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the shower or in front of a mirror, holding your cock out in front of
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you. And your stuff comes out onto the floor." He was thinking, well,
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I've done all that.
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"Have you ever seen a guy come?"
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"No, but I imagine how much you come and how long it lasts. So you've
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got to come for me, I want to see you actually shooting off. Tell me
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about ways you do it, okay?"
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"Yeah, OK. I like to use vaseline. I rub it onto my cock and then slide
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my hands up and down. It doesn't take much until I have to let it go,
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cause I can't take it. I shoot my cream straight up in the air, if I'm
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lying down. I like to see how high I can spurt it."
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Jean was quickly rubbing her swelling clit, her fingers stiffly
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working, sliding up and down over the length of it. There were shiny
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streaks on the burning red of her nipples where she had kneaded them
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after pulling her soaked fingers away from her excited pussy. "I make
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a lot of noise when I come. Do you too?" She saw him nod, then he arced
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back, tensing, and she saw him roughly playing with his balls while he
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rhythmically jerked off. After a second or so he relaxed, but kept up
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his persistent masturbatory massage.
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Jean said "I made a cassette of me coming and I like to listen to it
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when I play with myself. I like to think it's a girlfriend or someone
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else and that we're watching each other. Sort of like we're doing!"
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"Then, when I'm getting ready to come, I'm pulling back on my clitoris
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and rubbing the little sheath that it's in. I speed up just before I
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come and it sort of explodes and feels great, you know, all around
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there." She wanted to tell him that she meant she really liked to put
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a finger up her ass but she couldn't say it.
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She looked closely at his cock. The end was shiny and wet with the
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abundant pre-come he was working out from his stiff adolescent prick.
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Wet juicy noises slurped from the sliding foreskin that gathered up
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the slick lubricant that oozed out as he frigged himself. His cheeks
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were flushed red and tremors jerked his body as his pounding fist beat
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out a steady rhythm. He was holding his cock in his fist more, still
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playing with his balls, riding the sensations from his overcharged
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prick and very close to coming.
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"Jean, I'm going to come soon! Have you ever used a dildo?"
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He saw her blush, staring at him. "Gosh, I don't know... well, OK...I
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might as well tell you."
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She saw him watching her pussy fixedly and as she started her story
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she pulled her lips open with both her hands and thrust her hips up to
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make her engorged clit show more. She liked putting on a show for him
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because she could see what it did to him. What she was watching right
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now, though, was how he was coaxing his cock to spurt. The head was
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quite swollen, shiny and taut. He wasn't pulling his foreskin over it
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anymore, just letting it bunch up underneath the flaring edges of the
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purple-red glans. He beat at his dick rapidly, holding the stiff
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shaft vertical as he pulled his foreskin up and down. She could see
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every surge of sex that showed in his body as she showed him the sexy
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ways she handled herself. As she talked, she found ways of displaying
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herself and showing him her wet pussy to continue making him wriggle
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his prick and balls. He was making low groans while he jerked off and
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stared at her masturbating hands.
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"I made a fake cock one day out of a candle that was just the right
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diameter around to go up my pussy. I heated the wax up in hot water
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and bent it a bit. Then I went to my room and got naked. I was
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really wet from holding this thing and thinking about it. I had to
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push it in slowly, it was really big. But when it got inside I could
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just move it a tiny bit while I rubbed myself. The hot wax and how
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big it was in my pussy got me so hot I was creaming as soon as I put
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it in. I playing with it for hours the first time and used it to come
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a whole bunch of times.
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"I do it sitting in a chair too, sort of lying down with my heels up
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on the cushion. I like to do it in front of my mirror and I watch it
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slide in and out of my pussy.
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"God, Kevin, you should see how big and swollen your cock looks! It's
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soooo hard...you'd better come now, I'm ready too. Make your sperm
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shoot out when I come, I want to see your sperm shooting out, ok? "
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