I don’t think I treated my sister badly: Part 4 This Is Saturday Watch And Shag

We share our first time.

We had enjoyed a wonderful night together in our tent, but we had been so excited that we almost got caught. It was as if we simply forgot that canvas walls aren’t soundproof!

We would have to be more careful in future. Our enthusiasm to share my bed was becoming rather too obvious and we thought Mum and Dad were getting suspicious.
Deb and I had been pretending that we were just keeping each other warm at night, but we couldn’t keep doing that once the summer arrived.
Sadly, we would have to spend our nights alone.

However, we weren’t going to give up that easily. We decided Saturday mornings might offer an opportunity for us to resume our naughty games.

Saturday was the busiest shopping day of week, back then. Much bigger than it is nowadays. We didn’t have late night shopping or Sunday trading in the 1970’s and most households, like ours, only had one car.
So Saturday was the day for the “big shop”.
Dad would drive Mum to the shops early in the morning, so he could be home for lunchtime and spend the afternoon in the pub with his friends.
Our parents always left home early and they really didn’t need waste time waiting for two sleepy adolescents.

So, we had a lie in and they left us home alone for a few precious hours.

My sister and I didn’t waste any time either.
Deb would come to my room before our parents left. She said she was simply joining me so would could watch “Tiswas” together on my TV. Mum and Dad didn’t mind this at all, because although it was a popular kids programme, it was loud and anarchic and the grown ups hated it. They were more than happy to not have to see or hear any of it!

Once she arrived in my room we would watch the TV quietly and I would limit myself to merely stroking my sister under her night clothes, whilst we waited for our parents to leave.
That was all.
Until we heard the front door close and the car engine start. That was the cue for our illicit games to begin.

As usual, the games started with Deb getting naked – it was our rule, after all.

My sister wasn’t a “little girl” anymore. There was no more secret shuffling under the covers while she took off her nighty.
Instead I was treated to the sexiest strip my preteen sister could pull off. Every week, she proudly posed to show off her newest curves and the latest changes to her rapidly maturing body.

Once her performance was over, I couldn’t wait for her to climb into my bed. And then the festival of feeling, fumbling and fingering fun would begin. We both loved it, but whilst my hands couldn’t get enough of Deb’s body she took little interest in mine.
She would usually leave my pyjama bottoms on and when she did handle my cock it seemed to be more a matter of curiosity than desire.
But nature took its course and eventually something happened that peaked her attention.

—————-
We were midway through a marvellous morning session, that had started with a particularly saucy strip from my increasingly sexy little sister. She was lying on top on me – naked, of course. Sliding her way up my torso to present her hard nipples to my lips. My hands were on her bottom enjoying the warm and delightfully smooth contours of her cheeks. She felt delightful, but suddenly a part of my own body demanded my full attention.

There was an unfamiliar tension in my loins. A new sensation in my cock and an uncontrollable release, in rhythmic spurts.

In later years these would be feelings of pleasure, but at that moment they were shocking and a little embarrassing.
I pushed Deb away from me, but it was too late. My swollen cock had escaped the confines of my pyjamas and soaked her thigh with spunk.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry.” I apologised.

“Wh, what happened? I’m all wet. Was that your sperm? We learnt about that at school.”
That was news to me!

“Yeah, so be careful where you get it. You don’t want a baby yet do you?”
I knew I didn’t!

“It’s okay. I’m too young to have a baby and you didn’t get any in my vagina anyway.” she assured me.

That made me chuckle, “Oh, aren’t you the expert! I thought that was your “fairy”.”

“Yes, Miss James told us the proper words. I’ve got a vagina and you’ve got a penis.”

“Well that’s what the teachers call them, but big boys and girls call that a fanny and they call this a cock or a dick.”
It was her turn to chuckle.

“Well your, erm cock, dick thing has gone all small now like it used to be in the bath.”

“I think that’s what they are supposed to do after they’ve shot all their stuff out.”

“I thought they could only do that if they were inside a… fanny.”

“Sometimes it can happen in other wayf a girl is sexy enough.”

“So I made it happen. How exciting!”

“Yes, I keep telling you that you’re a very sexy girl, don’t I?”
I kissed her.
“But you’re a very sticky girl too – let’s get you cleaned up.”

I mopped up with toilet roll and flushed away the evidence before returning to my bed.

Deb, had a new interest in my cock.

“Can I touch it?”

“Of course.”

“Ooh, it’s moving. It’s getting bigger.”

“That’s what happens when a sexy girl touches it.”

“Oh.” She smiled. “I never thought I was really sexy. I thought that was just something you said to make me feel good when we, you know, play.”

“Well you are sexy. I bet you can make my cock really big with just your hands.

“Er ok, let’s see.” she giggled, naughtily and began to stroke it.

It soon grew to it’s full length and I began to get those feelings in my loins once more.

“Watch out, you’re going to make it squirt again!” I warned.

“Oh no. Sorry, I didn’t mean to.
Oh, wow, it looks like a fountain.
There’s lots of it.
Tastes salty…”

We only just had time to clean up again before Mum and Dad came home.

——————-
“Can I play with your cock again?”
It was a week later and Deb hadn’t even finished taking her clothes off before she asked to wank me off again.

“Of course you can, but I’m going to suck those tits first though!”
I did want to get wanked off, but I didn’t want to spend ages cleaning up the mess. Better make sure I had some fun beforehand.

“Okay,” she sighed, “If you say so.”

“Yeah, looks like they’re a real mouthful now. They’re even bigger than last week!”

I was exaggerating, but there was more than enough boobage to fill my mouth and my hands. I gorged on my sister’s breasts before kissing my way down to her crotch and lapping her slit.

I had an idea. I told her to take off my bottoms and release my cock.

“Remember what we did in the tent?” I asked.

“Yeah, sort of.”

I shifted onto all fours, straddling her shoulders and licking her fanny.

“Remember when you kissed my cock?”

“Oh yes, that was fun. Do you want me to do that again?”

“It felt really good last time.”

So she kissed my cock whilst I licked her most special places.

“It’s getting harder,” she told me. Do you think it’s going to squirt again.

“Well it might do if you’re sexy enough.”

I sucked on her clit.
I knew it was her favourite.
She squirmed in response.

“Maybe I should suck you too.” She suggested, following my lead.

She took my throbbing cock into her warm, wet mouth for the first time and it felt marvellous.
I had never known anything like it and I almost came instantly.
I managed to keep control for a moment, but as soon as I felt the suction, I was lost, firing creamy ropes of cum into her virgin mouth.

Deb wasn’t prepared for it, so although she took some of my spunk in her mouth, she jerked her head away and most of my load splattered into her tits.

“Oth I wathn’t rethy foth that.”
She swallowed.
“I mean I wasn’t ready for that.”
“Should I get some toilet roll and clean up?”

“Why don’t you lick it off?” I asked without any expectation.

“What? You want me to eat it?”

“Well you did make the mess.” I joked, “And you just swallowed a mouthful. It didn’t taste too bad did it?”

“No but…”

“Go on. I bet your tits are big enough for you to reach them with your tongue.”

“Do you think so?” She accepted it as challenge and hoisted them up in turn, to be cleaned by the tip of her tongue. The creamy spunk disappeared into her mouth and was replaced by trails of shiny spittle smeared across her titties.
I loved it. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

She swallowed all the spunk she could reach without complaint or grimace and sucked more from my fingers when I scooped up the remaining dollops.

Such a good girl.

————-

So, handjobs, blowjobs and 69s were added to the repertoire of raunchy games for our saucy Saturday shenanigans.
But I still wanted something more.
Something I hoped Deb wanted to do.
Something I shouldn’t make her do.
Something I mustn’t force her to do.
I waited for her to suggest it.
She didn’t.
I was going to have to find a way to make it happen.

It took me a while to build up my nerve, but as they say “faint heart never fucked fair maiden” (well, that might not be quite what they say, but I’m pretty sure it’s what they mean).
I took my chance during one our Saturday morning sessions.
I had Deb on her hands and knees, taking my fingers up her fanny. It was the best position for fingering and she could take two without trouble. She was good and wet and I was sliding in and out with ease while my other hand played her clit.

I slipped in a third finger to test her reaction.

“Ooo, that’s different.”

“Different good?”

“Yeah. Kind of full.”

I continued for a while, before asking the question.
“Would you like me to fill you with something else?”

“Like what?”

“My cock.”

She pulled away.
“No, it’s too big. It’ll hurt.”

“It isn’t any bigger than my fingers. Look.”
I put my three wet fingers next to my hard cock so she could compare them.

“Er, well I suppose so. But it’s going to hurt isn’t it?
Janet’s big sister did it with her boyfriend and she said it really stung. There was even some blood.
It sounds really scary.”

I had expected her to be frightened and had a well rehearsed argument. Time to try it out.

“I know it’s a big step love, but remember when you were a little girl and you were frightened when I dragged you into the graveyard to look at your knickers.”

“Yes, that was scary.”

“And you complained the first time I spanked your bum.”

She nodded.

“You squealed the first time I did this.” I slipped a single finger into her slit.
“And you went mad when I said you couldn’t wear your nightie in my bed anymore.”

“You were really mean!”

“And you cried.” I kissed her right nipple, “the first time I touched you here.”

She bit her lip, “Yeah.”

“And now you like all those things, don’t you?”

“I don’t like the graveyard!”

I chuckled, “Ok, apart from the graveyard you like me doing all of those things that used to scare you?”

“Well, erm yes, but…”

“You used to be scared of them because you were a little girl, but you’re all grown up now and you know how good they feel.
And grown up girls have sex.
I know it might be a bit frightening at first, but it can’t be that bad or women would never do it more than once and the human race would just die out.”

“I suppose so, but what if I don’t like it?”

“Then we’ll stop. Straight away. And I won’t ask you again until you know you are ready”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“Okay, but be gentle.”
She lay on her back and spread her legs, opening herself to me.
“Is this right?”

“I think it will be easier if you get up on your hands and knees again.” I suggested. “My fingers always slide in nicely from that angle.”

“Good idea.”
She took up the position, nervously.
I was excited, to say the least, but I still had the presence of mind to get her fanny nice and wet, before I tried to get my cock there.
I went down and rubbed and licked for all I was worth, then slipped my fingers up inside her again to check the lubrication.

She jumped, “Oooh it doesn’t feel as big as I thought.”

“That isn’t it love.” I told her, “It’s just my fingers again.”

“Oh. Well can you do it soon? My arms are starting to ache”

I wasn’t going to keep her waiting for long.
I worked my cock between her legs and prepared to do it.
But I couldn’t.
Although I had stuck my fingers into her so many times before, I just couldn’t find her precious hole with my dick.
After a few misdirected prods, I took hold of it and steered it into the slot it was designed for.

We both gasped as it peeked it’s way past her lips. Both of us experiencing that devine combination of fear and euphoria for the first time.

I inched or half inched my way into her. There were moans and sighs, but no squeals or complaints. Not yet at least.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah. Carry on. But be careful. I like it better than your fingers.”

I did. Moving cautiously. Little by little. Loving the way her moist channel embraced my member. It was so slick and welcoming that I felt sure I could push in all the way in a single thrust, but I had promised to be careful. So I continued to take my sister slowly until our pubes met and I was fully inserted.

“Okay?” I asked again.

“Yes. Really full. Is that all of it?”

“Yeah, you’re taken it all like a big girl.”

I started to rock my hips instinctively. Deb moved with me, both of is finding the rhythm and friction that would take us to the ultimate ecstasy.
I was a teenage boy and I didn’t take long before I hit the vinegar stroke and came hard. Harder than ever before. Pumping a fanny full of spunk for the first time.

After all my anticipation, the magical moment seemed to pass so quickly.
But it was worth it.
I hoped my little sister had liked it.
I wanted to do it again.
I wanted to do it a lot.
———–

Apart from our sights and moans, Deb and I didn’t speak for a little while.
The first thing I could say was, “Thank you.” Is sounded a little silly, but I meant it. I knew she was frightened and had only agreed to sex because I’d talked her into it.
I’d had the best time ever but I was sure that I must have hurt her.

“Thanks,” she replied, “That was lovely.”

“It didn’t hurt to much then?” I was afraid to hear her reply.

“No. I’m a little bit sore, where your cock stretched me, but that’s all. Not as bad as I was expecting.”

She kissed me.
That was a surprise.

“No, erm, blood then?” I asked.

“No. It don’t think it happens with all girls. I guess I was just lucky, unless you’d already loosened me up. You have been sticking your fingers up there for ages!”

She took hold of my cock.
“Funny to think that’s been inside me.” She mused.

I wanted to say that it had already been inside her mouth loads of times, but it wasn’t the right moment to be a smart arse. Instead I made a suggestion, “You could watch it go in next time, if you wanted.”

“Okay.”
It was the answer I had hoped for.
There would be a next time and it was only thirty minutes later, when Deb was staring down between her tits watching my cock penetrate her, missionary style.

————
So that was it.
After years of pushing my sister’s boundaries, I had finally completed my quest. I had achieved the goal that I had been working towards since the day she was born.

We had had sex.
We both loved it and we found it totally addictive.
We fucked as often as we could. Every Saturday and whenever else the opportunity arose.
Of course we were worried that our parents might catch us, but we always took care.

We took a pause when Deb’s periods started but they wasn’t going to stop our fun. We just “took care” in other ways.

Naturally, we both grew up and found other lovers.
We both married.
And divorced.

We still see each other often.
And we will always be more than “brother & sister.”
And we still “take care.”

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