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Hot Little Sister

I’ve been in love with my brother since I was 13. Up until then, I was merely turned on by the realization that he “did it too,” -- it being masturbate. The change in our relationship dates back to the night I saw him having sex with Jane, a girl who lived on our street.

We lived in a great big old house, full of nooks and crannies and with plenty of room for 2 parents and 7 kids. Now that we were “old enough,” Xavier’s room was next to mine, on the 3rd floor. The most wonderful part of this setup was the small hole in the wall, probably created by one of our older brothers to spy on one of our older sisters when they were our age. I have not dare to ask any of the older sibs for verification; back then it was because I feared giving away my own voyeuristic tendencies. Now I even deny knowing about the peephole. Because now, I’ve been fucking Xavier since I was 13 and he was 15. We decided to keep it to ourselves, figuring one of our more uptight sibs would disapprove.

I simply thanked my older siblings silently for having been there before me and made all this possible.

Xavier is two years older than me. He’s tall (6’ or so), currently has wispy near-shoulder length blond hair, and blue eyes that sometimes look gray. He is considered too skinny for his height but he looks perfect to me. He’s beautiful, talented, smart, funny and considerate. And he’s my brother. That part was supposed to scare me off wanting him, but for some reason the teachings of the Church just didn’t take with me. I’ve decided I don’t want kids anyway. All I want is him. He’s the most marvelous man in the whole wide world as well as the most well-endowed man I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing, both personally and intimately.

When I say “well-endowed” I mean VERY well endowed. But we’ll get to that in a minute. And me? I’m 5’8” dark brown hair and eyes (the family jokes that I’m adopted). Plump, tho Xav calls me “voluptuous.”

But when he was younger, Xavier was stockier than he is now, a bit more baby fat on him. He was still very well endowed, as I discovered to my shock when one night I heard different noises coming from his room. By different, I mean from the usual “Xavier’s masturbating again” noises I’d become accustomed and inured to. Yeah, I used to thrill to hear him masturbating but after awhile it’s not that exciting.

When you’re a kid and you figure out your brother is also “doing it” under the covers, it makes you hot. I’d watch him through the peephole, and listen for that muffled groan that signified he’d finished and then lay down and masturbate myself. I would lay on my stomach, arrange my hands to form a fist and a fist support and then mash in the general region of my under-developed clit. I didn’t realize it was my clit, I thought I was doing my own boner. Holding my breath, head hanging over the bed, I’d pump and bounce until I’d achieved orgasm. At some point I’d started calling it “Doctor Fe” (pronounced like “fee.”) Code words can be your friend. Nobody but my best pal Donna knew about Doctor Fe.


So, I was 11 when I realized what Xavier was doing. It was a turn-on just knowing. But by the time I was 12, bedclothes moving around and muffled grunting wasn’t that hot anymore. It was just a distraction.. I needed something more visually stimulating. And one night I got it!

I was in bed reading. The rest of the family was away for the weekend, what with one thing or another. Xav & I had been deemed old enough to look after ourselves. I’d rearranged my room years ago (when I was 11) so that my bed was pushed up beside the wall with the peephole. It had been so long since Xav had used his room for anything more exciting than sleeping or strumming on his guitar, that I’d almost forgotten about the peephole.

Suddenly I heard two voices coming from Xav’s room. He’d brought a girl over! Oh boy!! I threw down my book and tossed the cushion camouflaging my viewing spot onto the floor. Jane! He’d gotten Jane to come over?!?!?

Let me tell you about Jane. She was 16 and hot. Gorgeous body, long red hair, a cute face with dimples and freckles. And she wanted to make out with Xavier?!? I mean, he’s my brother, I thought he was okay but he had his ugly days. I guess I’d never seen him as an object of lust, so much as a source of lusting fantasies, which up to now hadn’t really focused on him in particular. He had always been a typical older brother. Could be a bit dismissive of me being younger and everything. He had no idea I’d been keeping an eye on him.

I couldn’t look away. Jane was sitting on his messy bed, wearing her party out late clothes. Tight jeans that hugged her bottom and a frilly spaghetti strap top that showed her bobbies off to nice advantage. I thought her tits were quite large, because they were bigger than mine at the time. Now I realize she probably wore a 36C. Mine were much smaller, barely worth the stupid training bra Mom made me wear. My nipples were getting hard just looking at Jane as she took her top off to reveal her lacy bra. But I wasn't much of a nipple girl in my younger years, so I didn't even think too much about how luscious they were, with their easy ability to harden, and the dark areolas around them.

Jane's jeans came off and of course her panties matched her bra. She’s so put together, that Jane!

Xav and Jane were kissing and his hand was trying to feel inside her bra. My heart was pounding and I couldn’t believe the sensations I was feeling. “Let me help you with that, Xavier,” she said and expertly unhooked her bra by reaching her arms around behind her! I still can’t do that very well, but of course now my tits are much bigger than even Jane’s. When those boobs popped free, I gasped. I shifted in my spot to get a more comfortable position and felt a wet spot beneath me.

“Oh my god,” I thought with panic. “Did I pee the bed?” I gingerly bent down to smell the wet spot but it didn’t smell like pee. I felt the dampness on my thighs and put a finger down to feel myself. There was something liquid coming from inside me. That had never happened before. When I usually rubbed myself I was always careful to stay “on the bone” and not put a finger inside myself. I placed a trembling finger into my hole and it was soaked! Since I’d gotten so wet looking at Jane, I figured that was proof positive I was gay.

Back to the peephole. Jane & Xav were laying on the bed, kissing, his hand had now begun its trek down her tummy, in search of her cunny. The sight of his hand working around down there made me even hotter and wetter (if you can imagine) and I put another finger into my dripping hole. But it wasn’t making me feel much. I flopped onto the bed, tummy down, in my usual position and just worked my hand into a fist and applied the edge of my thumb to my sweet spot, going for the “bone come” as usual. It wasn’t as satisfying this time, but I did come. When I’d found “my relief” I sat back up and returned to watching my brother and Jane.

Oh my god, he’s got her panties off now! Look at that red bush. I couldn’t believe I was horny again so quickly. Maybe I’m multi-orgasmic, like they talk about in women’s magazines.

Then, I saw it. Xav’s penis. Or rather, the outline of his penis, all distorted by being confined in his boxers. I wasn’t really sure what it was. It looked like an odd shaped bagel Definitely an odd-looking bulge. He was laying next to Jane, fingering her pussy and she was moaning and touching him on his penis and putting her hand inside his boxers. That bulge was growing and growing. My eyes felt wide and I was afraid to blink or miss something important. I couldn’t breathe. “Why don’t you get out of your undies and make yourself really comfortable, Xav?” purred Jane.

Oh my god. I fell on my bed. I shouldn’t look. What if I didn’t like it? I had gone dry and tight but I felt this strange pulsing in my lower abdomen. I got back into position and made myself look.

He had stood up, and was saying, “Are you sure? There’s no going back if I do that.” Jane mmmhmmed, she was sure, and he dropped his boxers and his penis leapt to its full length. I gasped! So immersed in showing off his glory my dear brother didn’t even notice a sound, but Jane looked over where the hole was and I swear we looked each other in the eye. “Oh no! Don’t say anything,” I thought to myself. She kind of smiled and turned her attention back to Xav. She started to become even more flirtatious. Clearly Jane liked the idea of an audience. “Well,” she said matter-of-factly to Xav, "That is what I was told to expect. Sharon didn’t lie at least, that bitch.”

Who the hell was Sharon? I guess he’d been busy elsewhere, and that’s why he hadn’t been here as much lately.

His penis was 8” or so in length and quite thick around, much thicker than even any pictures I’d seen of white men at my friend Donna's. Her parents have a stash of porn and we’d spent a few afternoons making ourselves sick looking at them, both of us I’m sure having gone to our beds and Doctor Fe'd ourselves to sleep.

But now, here was Jane, instructing Xav to lay down on his back so that she could climb on top of him. There was Jane, throwing a creamy white leg over Xav and shimmying her butt on the head of his penis. She knelt over him and bobbed up and down. The sight of it make me wetter and hotter. I took a breath and let my hand slip down to touch and really explore inside and around my cunny. I decided to experiment and try putting two or maybe even three fingers inside, to mimic what Xav was doing to Jane. I touched a spot that felt especially hot and all of a sudden I came. Was there something special about that spot? I needed a mirror to look but there was no time for that now. Even after that cum I still felt horny. I was dizzy, watching them. Her ass was so white and creamy and perfect as she slowly moved up and down on his stiff white cock. I couldn’t see Xav’s face and had no idea of how beautiful he looked (I would find out soon enough for myself.)

Suddenly she murmured, “Okay, now go in from behind.” What! What the hell was she talking about. I hope she didn’t mean she wanted him to stick it in her bum. Gross! I shifted myself to my other side to ease the cramp that had developed and to change hands. I sniffed the fingers on my right hand. My juices smelled kind of sweet, yet musky. I licked a finger… hmmm – I tasted pretty good! I was so wet and still so horny. I’d never rubbed so much before. I’d never not gone to sleep after having a come. Oops, not wanting to miss anything, I reglued my eye to the peeping hole.

Xav had again stood up and now his stick was covered in goo. How did that happen? Damn, I missed something. He was also a little bit limp, only half as hard as before. I really missed something! And still that greedy jane wanted more! She had gotten onto her knees with her gorgeous ass in the air, and was directing him to put it inside her cunny from behind. Like dogs! Oh god. How can Xav get it into her if he’s not hard?

Jane said, “Come here, let me make that hard again for you,” and she began licking his goo-covered dick. Oh fuck! I nearly fainted. What was she thinking? But it worked! Soon enough, Xav was hard as before and Jane resumed her doggy position and Xav entered her cunny from behind, easing his way in. “Touch my clit,” she ordered. And he put his hand underneath and rubbed something. I strained to see, even as I wondered which part of me was my clit. By now, my whole little hand was inside my throbbing cunny and the sight of Xav pumping into Jane and her moaning with pleasure and swaying her ass just made me explode as I’d never exploded before.

I sank onto my bed and fell asleep and didn’t see anything more that night.

The next day, Xav called me into his room. “Stephy, have you been spying on me? Jane said she thought she saw you looking through a hole in the wall.”

I debated whether to lie, and decided that my new-found sexual ecstasy deserved to be owned up to. “Yes, I’ve been watching you for years,” I said flippantly, tho my heart was racing. “ You used to just play with yourself under the covers, and that got old after a while. You two made a lot of noise last night, how could I not check it out.”

He smiled the prettiest yet most enigmatic smile I’d ever seen him smile. He suddenly looked incredibly hot to me. “Did you like what you saw?”

“Yeah, it was okay.”

The next night, Xavier was in his room, walking around naked, obviously for my benefit. I ran to get a towel. I didn't want to have to sleep my own wet spot! Now that he knew I'd be watching, he was either testing me, teasing me, or issuing an invitation. His penis was impressive even though it was almost completely flaccid. My little hands were down in my panties, which were so wet I just took them off. I was panting with the effort of trying to keep an eye on Xav and my hands in my pants and suddenly I couldn't see him. Where was he?

"Knock knock," Xavier called out and rapped on my door.

"Come in," I croaked casually pulling a throw over myself and putting both hands on top of it. Xavier slowly entered my room, penis first. That sight remains etched in my brain. I couldn't speak - I just sat there, open-mouthed. Finally I shut my silly gob and looked at his face. Oh my god, when did he become so beautiful?

"I thought maybe we could do this together," he said. You want to stay here? Or come in my room?" I didn't know. "Whatever you prefer," I finally squeaked.

"Let's start in here." He stood there, fingering his shaft and cupping his balls. He was watching me watch him. My hand had headed south without me thinking about it, and I watched him stroke the tip and make some clear liquid drip out of it. He stroked it and it grew longer and wider and just bigger. Now that he was here, I could lay down in my usual way, which I did without even thinking about it. I forgot he'd never seen me in my Doctor Fe position.

"What are you doing?"
"I'm masturbating."
"It looks painful. Let me show you something."

He came over and his giant member was right next to my face, grazing my cheek. It felt so soft even as it was erect. A little globule of pre-cum was hanging from the hole in the top of it.

"What's this sticky stuff?"
"It's called pre-cum," he said. "Here, lay back, give me your hand." He knelt beside my bed and showed me how to find my clit, and put my finger in my cunny and then on my clit. He rubbed and poked and spread my own goo all over me and I came all of a sudden. "Oh my god! That was fantastic."

"Now help me come," he said.
"What do I do? I don't want it in my mouth like Jane."
"Okay you don't have to do that yet if you don't want to. Just put your hands on it and stroke it. Let me lay down and you sit between my legs."

I did as he asked. I was mesmerized by his thick long cock, that seemed even larger now that I had it up close enough to examine it properly. The head was soft and seemed to beckon me to come closer. The shaft was long and thick, with veins in stark relief against the super white of his skin.

I was working my hands up and down the shaft, Xav was moaning and then he gasped, "Lick it." "What?" "Just lick the head. You don't have to put it in your mouth, just lick the top of it."

I wanted to lick it. I daren't tell him, but I wanted to put that huge cock inside my cunny, even though part of me was scared it would hurt. I was wet and throbbing, but I bent my head obediently and licked it. Oh it tasted so good - salty but sweet. I opened my mouth and got the big head inside.

"Oh Stephy, you did it!"
"Mmmmm good."
"Keep moving your hands on the shaft, while you lick."
"Ohhhhh," we moaned together. Then Xav said, "Look out, I'm gonna cum!" I looked up and his face was scrunched up a little. Then his features relaxed and I was being bombarded with spurts of hot cum. All over me! I fingered some and licked it. Eww. A little too salty for me, but then I licked a little more. It was Xav's cum and I suddenly wanted to eat it.

After he came, his penis deflated a little, but not completely like when he'd been walking naked in his room. I was still throbbing inside.

"Xav?"
"Yeah, Stephy?"
"I... I... want you to do to me what you did to Jane."
"I think you're too young. But let me do something else."

He sat up and told me to lay down. Then he positioned himself between my legs and put his mouth on my cunny. He flicked his tongue inside, then up to find that spot that I used to reach only by mashing my fist in. Oh god the explosion of sensation spread out from my cunnyland and reached to my toes and my forehead. I felt sweat breaking out. He kept doing that until I thought I would explode. I gasped for breath, as my insides shuddered and throbbed in the most intense orgasm I'd ever had up to that point.

And suddenly I realized that there would be no more Doctor Fee, no more holding my breath to induce orgasm.

He brought his beautiful face up to mine, "Did you like that?"
"Oh Xav, that was fabulous. I loved it. But I still want you inside me."
"When you're a little bigger, sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't. I am bigger! My fingers are too small to fill me now."

I looked into his eyes and he looked back. He smiled. He'd never looked more beautiful. So kind, considerate, and so, so hot. He moved forward and kissed me. The taste of my juices on his mouth, and mine on his, was like sealing a pact. We knew there was no turning back. I felt down between his legs and he was hard again. I was so wet I was dripping. Where did all this goop come from?

"Oh Xav, do it now! Oh please!"
"Well, let's go to my room. My bed is bigger."

We padded in and jumped on his bed. I said, "Let me go on top first!"

He laid down, his enormous cock beckoning. I eased myself onto him. I was wet but it was very tight. He was so big. It maybe wasn't as easy as Jane had made it look.

"Bend forward. Kiss me," he instructed. 'Let it slide in."

I did that, and it worked. Oh ouch - I'd forgotten I was still a virgin, but I barely noticed my hymen breaking. "You mean you've been a horny little girl for all these years and you never fucked someone else?"

"No, Xav. I thought I was gay, because I got hot looking at girls."
"Oh my darling Stephy - you're bi, then, like me."
"Bi?"
"I'll explain later."

He moved slowly, and I felt filled to the back of my throat. Just the slightest movement sent waves of sensation through me. When I looked into Xav's eyes, I felt a current of electricity.

"Steph, you're going to have to move more, if you want me to come."

I moved as he asked, but I was beginning to tire. I'd had so many orgasms in the last couple of days I didn't think I had anymore to give.

"Let's try doggy style!" I chirped.
"You really paid attention to Jane and me, didn't you?" He smiled and flipped me over. "Put your bottom up a little more."

He slid himself into me and it felt unreal. I couldn't see him and I grabbed the mirror on his side table so I could watch his face when he came. Then he started moving, faster and faster. Just as it was beginning to hurt, he exploded into me and grunted. Through the haze of sensation I recognized that grunt! There was so much come that when he fell out, it dribbled out of me like a day's worth of pee.

I was sore the next day, but I couldn't get the smile off my face.

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