Skip to content It was summer break, and Mom was out with her sister, so my sister and I had the place to ourselves today, and we’d decided to have a movie night.
My little sister Emily was nineteen, a freshman in college majoring in psychology. As far as I knew, she’d never dated, which honestly surprised me. She wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous or the kind of girl who turned every head, but she was definitely cute, cute enough to make people take a second look.
She was currently at her friend’s place, and around seven, I heard a knock at the door. I opened it to find her standing there in an oversized zip-up hoodie and shorts, her long chestnut hair tucked behind one ear.
“Hey,” she said, tucking a loose strand behind her ear. “Hope I’m not too early.”
“You’re right on time,” I said, stepping aside. “Come in.”
We talked a little bit about her friend and what they’d done. They’d mostly been out walking, so nothing unusual.
“You want something to drink?” I asked as I moved toward the kitchen.
“Water’s fine,” she said, sitting on the edge of the couch, hugging one knee up like she usually did.
I fetched us a bottle each and sank into the couch, the usual gap between us a little smaller than usual.
“So,” Emily said after a beat, turning slightly toward me. “Are you still with Jody?”
I glanced at her. “Yeah. I mean … we’re not super serious, but yeah.”
She nodded like she already suspected that. “She’s pretty.”
“Yeah, she is.”
There was a pause. Emily bit her bottom lip, looking like she was trying to decide whether to say something. Then she said, “Have you had sex yet?”
I scratched my neck. It was during the last year we’d started talking about sex and relationships. Before that, it had just been awkward. “Yes.”
“What’s it like?”
I blinked. “Uh… what?”
A rosy blush crept up on her cheeks. “I mean, you don’t have to answer. I just … I’ve never, you know… done anything. I was just curious.”
I gave her an honest laugh, not at her, more at the suddenness of it. “No, it’s fine. I just didn’t expect you to ask me that.”
She pulled her knees up to her chest. “Sorry. That probably came out weird.”
“Nah,” I said, softening my voice. “You’re good. It’s just one of those questions no one ever really asks like that, especially siblings.”
She looked at me again. “So…?”
I leaned back, thinking how to phrase it. “It feels good. Really good, when it’s with someone you’re comfortable with. It’s not just the physical part, it’s everything else. The closeness., the intimacy and the climax.”
Emily looked down at her fingers as she fiddled with the label on her water bottle. “Yeah. I guess I just feel kind of… behind. Everyone I know has done it or at least done something. I haven’t. My friend Joselyn told me she lost her virginity last week, and everyone in college keeps talking about the boyfriends they’ve slept with.”
“There’s no rush,” I said and patted her thigh. But I knew it wasn’t fun being left behind at her age. “Seriously. It’s not a race.”
“Thank you, it makes me feel a bit better,” she said.
“I’m glad … So, what kind of movie do you want to watch? I’ll let you decide for this time.”
She was about to giggle, but then said, “Maybe we could watch porn together?”
I blinked. “Porn?”
“Not the weird stuff,” she added quickly, her face now pink. “Something old-school. Like from the nineties. The kind that has an actual story so it’s not just… dicks flying everywhere.”
I laughed out loud at that. “You’ve really thought about this, haven’t you?”
“A little,” she admitted, curling her toes on the couch. “I usually watch it with Jocelyn, but it’d be nice to watch it with you.”
I looked at her for a moment. This certainly was taboo, but I didn’t mind watching it with her, although I had a feeling it would escalate.
“Well then,” I said, leaning back. “A nineties porn with plot it is.”
She smiled as she eagerly started searching. It didn’t take her long to find one, and we cuddled up. By the time the opening credits rolled, some ridiculous music and a very questionable pizza delivery guy, we were already snuggled side by side.
She tucked her head against my arm. “This isn’t so weird, right?” she whispered.
“Not with you,” I said. And somehow, it wasn’t.
The movie was playing, though we weren’t really watching the plot. The actress was on her knees now, sucking the guy off with a kind of lust that was hard to ignore. The slurping and slobbering sounds filled the room, and I started growing aroused, and I knew she was too.
Emily spread her legs a little and it looked like she was reaching into her skirt to scratch a little itch. “She’s really into it,” she said quietly.
“Yeah,” I said, glancing down at her. “Some girls go all in.”
“She looks like she’s … I don’t know, loving it.”
“She probably is. Or at least pretending really well.”
My little sister went quiet again, then asked, “What does it feel like? A blowjob, I mean.”
“It depends. Sometimes it’s just okay. But when it’s good, like, when the girl really wants to, it feels amazing. Still, sex is better. There’s more intimacy to it.”
She nodded slowly, her eyes still on the screen. “Did you watch porn before you had sex? Like… a lot?”
“Yeah,” I admitted with a chuckle. “Pretty normal thing for guys, I guess.”
She hesitated. “I watch it too. A lot more than I probably should.”
That made me look at her. She was still blushing, but she wasn’t hiding anymore.
“Yeah?” I said with a half-smile. “What kind?”
She gave me a little shrug. “All kinds. Depends on the mood. Sometimes the passionate stuff, sometimes the rough stuff. I don’t know… it’s weird. I think I just want to understand what it would feel like. What the big deal is.”
“I was thinking more about genre.”
“Oh,” she said, her eyes lighting up. “I love stepbrother stuff. Those are really good.”
I found her brave for admitting that. “I like stepsister stuff too.”
It made her beam, and we turned our attention back to the porn. Then she glanced at me again, more directly this time. “If I ask you something, do you promise not to judge me?”
“Of course not.”
“Would it be okay if I … tried it on you?”
“Try what?” I asked, even though I knew.
“Sucking you. Like in the movie.”
“Uhm … I’m not sure if we should be doing this.”
“Why?” she asked. “No one has to find out.”
She sounded a bit sad, and I felt bad for her. “I mean, if you want to.”
“I do,” she said, nodding eagerly.
I leaned back into the couch as I undid my belt. She watched, wide-eyed, her breathing a little faster. When I pulled my cock out, she stared for a long second, then looked up at me for permission.
I gave her a nod.
My sister leaned forward, her hand wrapping around my shaft. She looked up at me once more, her eyes wide with excitement and nervousness, before lowering her mouth. Her lips parted and she took the tip between them, giving it a gentle suck.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
She pulled back, a smirk playing on her lips. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “It just… feels better than I expected.”
“I barely did anything,” she replied, looking confused.
“I know. Maybe it’s because you’re my sister. Makes it more … I don’t know, intense.”
That seemed to please her. She lowered her head again, taking me into her mouth again. After a few experimental sucks, she came up for air.
“I like how you taste,” she said, her hand still stroking me slowly. Her eyes darted to the TV where the actress was now deep-throating the actor. “How does she do that? Take it all the way in like that?”
“Practice,” I said simply. “Lots of practice.”
“Let me try.”
Before I could warn her, she plunged down, trying to take my entire length. She immediately began gagging violently, pulling back with tears in her eyes.
“Hey, hey,” I said, brushing her hair back from her face. “It’s fine. Nobody gets it right the first time.”
She nodded, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. We turned back to the TV. The man was now between the woman’s legs, his face buried in her pussy.
Emily watched intently for a moment before turning to me. “Would you… do that to me?”
“Yes,” I said without hesitation. “If you want me to.”
She stood up, suddenly shy as she pulled off her shorts and underwear. I helped her with her hoodie, leaving her completely naked in front of me. Her skin was smooth like velvet, porcelain white and very creamy. Her breasts were perky, with quarter-sized light pink areolas and puffy, matching nipples. They looked thick and suckable. I ran my eyes down her waist to her pussy, which was as pink as the areolas on her breasts. It was the perfect light color, reminding me of a forbidden fruit.
“Lie back,” I said, and couldn’t wait to taste her.
She did as instructed, spreading her legs eagerly. I positioned myself between them, gently spread them and leaned forward. First, I picked up the scent of her natural sweetness. Then I laid my tongue flat against her and swiped up. I gently licked her. Her taste was sweet, tangy and musky, all the perfect flavors a pussy could offer.
“Oh god,” she moaned, her hips rising to meet my mouth. “It tickles … but it’s so nice!”
I continued, uncertain if we should be taking things further, but she was clearly enjoying herself, and so was I. I parted her lips with my fingers to reach deeper into her pussy, and I licked every inch of her, noticing how she grew wetter and more aroused. I came off with a kiss right in the center, looking up at her.
“That was really nice,” she said when I finally pulled away.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I told her.
We turned our attention back to the porn, and the couple had moved on to full sex now, the woman moaning loudly as the man thrust into her. Emily watched them, sighing deeply.
“I’ve always wondered what sex would feel like,” she said with hints of longing.
I looked at her disappointed face and made a decision. “I could show you if you want.”
Her face lit up. “Really? You’d do that for me?”
“If you want to.”
She nodded eagerly, and she lay down immediately on the couch and spread her legs for me. I positioned myself between her legs in a missionary position. I was achingly hard from all the foreplay, and as I pressed the tip against her entrance, I could feel how wet she was, not just from my licking but her arousal.
“This might hurt a little,” I warned her.
“I know,” she said. “I’ve been reading plenty of first-time experiences.”
Slowly, I pushed inside her, the knob parting her pussy lips. The tip disappeared inside her followed by several inches of my shaft. She winced slightly but urged me to continue. Once there wasn’t an inch left, and her sweet pussy covered my entire length, I paused, allowing her to adjust.
“How does it feel?” I asked.
“Full,” she said with a giggle. “But really good.”
“Are you ready?”
She nodded eagerly.
I pulled out, my cock slick and dripping wet, then pushed back in a little faster. I did it again and again until I found a rhythm. Our moans started and rose slowly as the pleasure built.
The porn was still playing in the background, but neither of us was watching. We were lost in each other, completely caught up in the forbidden pleasure we were sharing.
“Can you try harder?” she asked, her voice breathy. “It’s starting to feel really good.”
I gave her what she asked for, thrusting deeper and faster. Her moans grew louder as she wrapped her legs around me. Her tits started to bounce with every movement, and I leaned forward, grabbing a handful and squeezing my sister’s breasts.
It was beyond me how no one at her college had made a move on her. She was so attractive.
“I think I’m feeling something,” she said, biting her lip. “I’m climaxing.”
I could feel it too in the way her pussy clenched tight around my cock making the following thrusts feel even better. She squirmed under me, her body twitching with release, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. After a few more thrusts, I groaned hard as I emptied myself inside her, every drop spilling deep into her raw pussy.
We looked into each other’s eyes as we came, both of us smiling as we rode the waves together.
We lay there panting, our bodies covered in sweat. The movie kept going. The pornstar on-screen was getting a huge facial, then licking the cum off the tip like it was dessert.
“Was that okay?” I asked, suddenly unsure.
Emily turned toward me, her eyes still hazy with afterglow. “It was perfect,” she whispered, snuggling against me. “Thank you for showing me.”
“We have to get you the afterpill,” I said.
“Oh,” she replied. “I forgot about that… it felt so good.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I said.
When I pulled out, she looked down at me, then gave a playful grin. “Since we’re copying the movie…”
She leaned down and sucked my cock clean, slowly and sweetly, while my cum dripped out of her pussy onto the cushion.
She looked up and asked, “How’s that?”
“Just perfect.” I smiled and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.
“We should probably clean up before Mom gets home,” I said.
“Just some cuddling… five more minutes,” she mumbled against my chest.
I stroked her hair slowly, feeling her warmth. Whatever line we had crossed tonight, there was no going back. And I was okay with that.
“Five more minutes,” I agreed, kissing the top of her head.
The end.
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