The following is the i****t 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 didnâï¿&fra c12;�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 didnt come that first time with her. I was use to masturbating and a wet pussy just didnâï¿&fr ac12;�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 were not 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 didnt 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 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. And over the past 25 years her and I have never talked about back then. But even today when Iâ�& iuml;¿½m 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.