This happened when I was 16. I have an older brother who at the time was 18. We had a rule that I wouldn't date his friends and he wouldn't date mine. Well neither of us followed that as I ended up dating his best friend and he ended up dating one of my good friends.

One day I was walking into the change room at school and heard my good friend talking to another girl about my brother and she went into details about their sex life. I couldn't help but over hearing her talk about his "member" and how big it is. She said it was around 8". Sadly my bf was not even close to that size. He is only about 5" I would say.

After a couple of weeks of passing him in the hallway on our morning routines to the shower I couldn't help but think of how big she said it was. I kept looking at his bulge in his towel when he passed me and it did look big. Until that point I had never even thought about my brother in a sexual way or anything but I just couldn't stop think about his "member" and how I wanted to see it and even thought about more than just seeing it.

I had it all planned out for about a week and then one Friday morning our parents were already gone to work, I decided to put my plan into action. I woke a little earlier than normal and I stood outside of the bathroom listening to him shower and I heard him get out of it and I could hear what I assumed was him drying himself off with a towel.

I quickly opened the door(it was locked but it was one of those ones that you only need the inside of a pen to unlock it)and he didn't have time to cover his "member" as he was drying his hair with the towel. I got full view of it and she was not lying. His "member" is huge. I literally dropped to my knees and mouthed wow. He just looked at me and said what are you doing? And I told him what I had heard and that I wanted to find out for myself. He just laughed a little and said well I know your bf is a lot smaller than I am.

He stood there not hiding it and said well now that you have seen me, let me see you. I was shocked and a little taken back and he said that he has wondered how I developed and what my body looks like now. I stood up and slowly removed my night shirt and panties. He told me I was beautiful and that my bf didn't deserve me. He asked if I had ever touched a "member" that was as big as his and I said no. Then he asked if I would like to and I just nodded my head yes.

He walked over to me and pushed on my shoulders until I was back on my knees and his "member" was right in front of my face. He said well now is your chance and I reached up and took hold of it and started to stroke it. He then asked me to suck it and I opened my mouth and slid as much inside as I could. I sucked him for a couple of minutes until he was nice and hard.

He asked how many guys I had slept with and at that time it had only been my bf and he asked if I would like to feel a real man's "member" inside of me and I said yes. He then pulled me up and turned me around and bent me over the sink in the bathroom and started to slide it inside. I almost cried as it felt like I was a virgin again but that pain soon went away and he started going faster and faster making me have orgasm after orgasm. He then pulled out and shot all over my ass. He then left and went and got ready for school and I showered.

Since then we have slept together at least twice a week if not more. I just love his size and how it feels going in and out.

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by Anonymous on Jun 8, 2015 at 10:34 AM

Your story sounds true, because it similar to the relationship I had with my sister. Her and I started having sex when she was 15 and I was 13. I was a virgin. She was my first sex partner. I knew she had been with several guys, and from the roomers I heard, she was apparently 'good-at-it' I had wanted and thought about having sex with her, but didn't know how to go about asking her.

One Saturday her and I were home alone. Our parents were out of town and would not be back until late in the evening. About 10am that morning my sister came to me and asked me to follow her. I followed her into the house and to her bed room. With out saying anything she just started taking off her clothes then laid down and spread her legs. I was looking at my first naked girl and bare pussy. The only thing she said was “Well, Come on.” I had an instant hard on.

I took off my clothes, got on the bed with her, pushed my cock in her and we started fucking. She kept telling what to do and how to fuck her. I tried but I didn't come that first time with her. I was use to masturbating and a wet pussy just didn't feel right. However, she did come a couple times before we finished that first time.

I had a hard-on the entire day and we fucked several more times that same day. I did have an orgasm the third time we fucked and I come in her pussy. Even after I come I still had a hard on. We fucked six or seven times that first day. Mom had her on the pill so we weren't concerned about her getting pregnant.

We fucked many times and as often as we could over the next four years. We were very careful not to get caught. When we didn't have the time to fuck we would masturbate each other or with each other. When we had a few moments she would either jacked me off or suck me, or I would finger fuck her or suck her tits. Lot's of times I would stand guard in the hall way for her while she used her vibrator on her pussy. Her door was open when I stood guard so I could watch her twitch and jerk as she come.

About once a month we managed to spend the entire night together. Our parents would get drunk before they went to bed. Her and I knew they would be dead drunk and passed out all night. We knew would be able to fuck all night and not get caught. Some of those nights we honestly made love, as lovers, and not just fuck. I think we made love at times because of the bond and feelings we had for each other.

Through the years my sister and I just slowed down and stopped having sex and making love. When she was 19 she married her boy friend. I was 17 at the time and had a steady girl friend that I was fucking regularly. And over the past 25 years her and I have never talked about back then. But even today when I'm having sex with my wife or masturbating I think about the fun I had and the love I had for my sister when we were teenagers.

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