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   bobandcarole wrote:   
   > Big Sister's Lessons (mf, incest, cons, pedo)   
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   > An Erotic Story   
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   > by Frank McCoy   
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   >       I'll never forget the time my big sister Karen, caught me   
   > and Danny playing with ourselves.  Danny's my friend, who lived   
   > next door.  The two of us were always together, getting into, and   
   > out of trouble together, all the time.  We played baseball   
   > together, stole cookies together, and learned about life   
   > together.  At least, until that time my sister caught us.   
   >       This time started out not much different than many of our   
   > other escapades.  We were in my room, sorting baseball cards,   
   > when Danny told me of his latest caper.  Both of us were 13, and   
   > had been trying to find out as much about sex, as we could   
   > without being caught.  My parents had seen to it, that their kids   
   > knew most of the basics, such as that boys had penises, and girls   
   > had vaginas, and that babies were made, when a man put his penis   
   > inside a girl, and squirted something inside her.  Danny told me,   
   > that his mother never told him anything.  If it hadn't been for   
   > me, he said he would probably think that babies were brought by   
   > the stork, or were found in the cabbage-patch or something.  By   
   > the time I am talking about, his mother seemed to figure that he   
   > already knew about boys and girls, by osmosis or something.   
   >       At the time I am speaking of, Danny and I were both eager to   
   > find out what really went on between older men and women.  We   
   > knew there was more to it than "Man puts penis inside girl, and   
   > BOOM, there's a baby!"  The trouble is, we didn't know what the   
   > "more" consisted of; so we tried to find out by spying, and   
   > listening in on my older sister and other teenagers; as they   
   > tried to "make out."  This "Making out" business, we weren't sure   
   > what it was, but it sure sounded like fun, as all the older boys   
   > were trying to do it, and even the girls, though they mostly   
   > seemed to hold off better than the boys.   
   >       Besides this, both of us were desperately eager to find out   
   > what girls really looked like, underneath their clothes.  With   
   > three sisters in the house, and my mother, you'd think that I had   
   > a better chance of sneaking a peek, and getting a look at what   
   > one of the opposite sex really looked like, but that wasn't the   
   > case.  Or at least it wasn't, until that afternoon.  Living with   
   > just his little sister Chrissy, and his mother, had made things   
   > rather casual over at Danny's house.  He occasionally got   
   > glimpses of both his sister, and mother, when they got up during   
   > the night, and went to the bathroom.  Since his room was the one   
   > right next to the bathroom, he left his door open, and pretended   
   > to be asleep, whenever he heard one of them get up during the   
   > night.  He never got more than a glimpse though, of his little   
   > sister's body, or his mother's mature vagina as they whipped in   
   > and out, hoping they weren't observed.  Me, the best I ever saw,   
   > was when we went to the beach, and my sisters wore bikini's.  But   
   > everyone saw that, so no big deal.   
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   >       The only time I ever saw any more, was the time, I had   
   > inadvertently walked in on my big sister, when she was getting   
   > dressed for a date.  Mother had asked me to give Karen her   
   > blouse, as it had just gotten dry, and she needed it to get   
   > ready.  I was completely unprepared for the sight I got, as I   
   > walked into my big sister's bedroom.  Karen was sitting on the   
   > bed, not naked, but in bikini panties, and bra, combing her hair.   
   > She took the blouse from me, thanked me, and continued combing.   
   > The blouse had slipped from my fingers, and frankly I was   
   > staring.  My sister was beautiful!  She had pert little tits,   
   > that filled out the red brassiere so nicely, with a mound of skin   
   > filling up the top.  Her matching red panties were filled by a   
   > plump little ass that I just ached to reach out and touch.  But   
   > these didn't get much more than a passing glance from me.  The   
   > thing that drew my eyes like a magnet, was the bare skin that   
   > showed, all the way from the top of her panties, to the bottom of   
   > her bra.  Karen had such smooth creamy skin, a slightly rounded   
   > little belly, and her bellybutton was the perfect center to all   
   > this feminine pulchritude.  I couldn't take my eyes off her.  I   
   > think now, that my sister knew that I was staring at her, and was   
   > enjoying it.  Finally, Karen turned to me, and said, "Got your   
   > eyeballs back in yet Mike?"  I felt as if I was going to die from   
   > embarrassment, as my sister got up, and walked unconcernedly past   
   > me, to the closet.  As she passed me, I got a whiff of her scent.   
   > Karen wasn't wearing any perfume; she just smelled of pretty girl   
   > fresh from the shower.  Even now, years later, the thought of   
   > that smell alone, is enough to give me a hard-on.  At the time,   
   > it was devastating.  My little pecker was so hard in my pants,   
   > that it's a wonder that I didn't have an accident.  In my   
   > embarrassment, and shame, I didn't look where I was going, and   
   > tripped over my sister's dress, on the way out of the door,   
   > increasing my embarrassment a hundredfold.  I though I was going   
   > to die, but my big sister just giggled, and told me, "It's OK   
   > Mike, I don't mind," as I took off for my room, nursing a sore   
   > elbow.  That little episode gave Danny and me, conversation   
   > material for several weeks.   
   >       The afternoon in question, Danny had been telling me about   
   > what had happened the previous night.  His mother had gone out   
   > for the evening, and had left him to watch over the house, and   
   > his little sister.  Previously, they had both had a babysitter,   
   > but Danny's mother figured that Danny was old enough now, to look   
   > after himself, and his little sister too.  Danny had been so   
   > proud, he was almost ready to burst, but this wasn't what had   
   > excited him the most.  It seems, that when it came time to go to   
   > bed, his little sister had been taking a bath, and had forgotten   
   > the soap.  When he went in and handed it to her, Chrissy had been   
   > standing naked, beside the tub, while she waited for her brother   
   > to find some.  Danny had gotten a really good look at his little   
   > sister's pouting young slit, before the little girl took the   
   > soap, and climbed into the tub.   
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   >       Seeing his little sister naked, in the bathroom, had gotten   
   > Danny so excited, he couldn't sleep that night.  He kept thinking   
   > about his little sister, lying there naked, in the next room,   
   > under her sheets.  (It seems, that nobody at Danny's house ever   
   > wore pajamas, or nightclothes of any kind to bed.)  Finally, the   
      
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