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I was 19 and a half and going to be starting my sophomore year in college. My sister Rebecca had just had her 18th birthday two weeks before and was waiting to start her freshman year.
We were spending the summer in North Carolina with my grandparents. Growing up we would often spend about 8 weeks there, just my mother, sister, and I while my dad and older brother would stay home working or in school and then come for the last couple of weeks before we all went home.
My grandfather had built a large house on a large lot some 150 yards from the road, down a gravel path. Next to the house was a huge garden where my grandmother grew all kinds of vegetables and fruit, which she then used to cook the most delicious Southern meals. Through that garden was a path that led to a smaller, though still fairly large, more modern house, which my grandfather had built for my aunt and her husband.
On the other side of that house from the garden was our favorite spot and the reason we most liked to visit our grandmother; our aunt’s pool. Since Rebecca and I had both been on the swim team at school, there was nowhere we liked being more and we spent hours together in the pool.
One afternoon we were in the pool playing a game of volleyball. Rebecca had been a tomboy her whole life and we had always been competitive, especially when it came to sports. I had just scored an emphatic point when my mom opened the back door and yelled to us.
“We’re heading over to Asheville to do some shopping, so we’ll be gone a few hours. You two don’t stay in that water too long or you’ll turn into fish, or get skin cancer or something.”
“OK, Mom,” we answered.
“If it starts raining you get in the house right away, you hear? Love you, be careful,” she said, closing the door.
“OK, Mom, love you too,” we yelled to the closed door.
There was hardly a cloud in the sky, but my mom knew, as we did, that in the South in the summer, a heavy thunderstorm could build up seemingly in a moment’s notice and a big hole filled with water is not where you wanted to be if that happened.
We continued our game, both of us looking to win bragging rights for the day, oblivious to what was going on everywhere else in the world, including above our heads. When the first drop of rain hit my face, I wasn’t sure if it was rain or just a splash from the pool, but when the second one hit, we both knew our game was over.
The second drop was followed almost immediately by a flash of lightning, and a few seconds later that was followed by a tremendous boom of thunder. We both rushed out of the pool, grabbed our towels and quickly dried off. We hurried towards the house and were just reaching the door when the rain began to pour down, as if a faucet had been turned on.
“I’m gonna shower first,” Rebecca called, running off to her room.
“Fine,” I said, and headed to my room.
I closed the door and heard the bathroom door close and the shower turn on. I stripped off my wet suit and dried myself off a bit as the air conditioning inside the house and the dampness of my skin sent a shiver up my spine. I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror, always amazed at what cold and water could do to my cock. Something about seeing it so small and shriveled got me turned on, and I instantly felt it jump. “Later,” I said to myself, then wrapped a towel around my waist and grabbed my trunks so I could hang them on the porch.
As I came back down the hall, Rebecca came out of the bathroom wrapped in her towel and went to her room. I went in to the bathroom and turned on the shower. It felt good to have the warm water run over my body and get the chlorine washed off my skin and out of my hair. I finished, dried off, and had just pulled my shorts on when their was a bright flash of light and then the lights went out, almost immediately followed by another huge boom of thunder.
I heard Rebecca scream and I left the bathroom and headed to her room, pulling on my shirt as I went.
“What’s a matter, wimp? Afraid of a little thunder, are you?” My little sister was tough, but one thing that bothered her was thunder and lightning, and I’m sure having the lights go out wasn’t helping.
“Shut up, dork. You’re just running in here because you’re scared.”
“Only scared you’ll break my eardrums with your screams,” I said.
“Just shut up and get some candles,” she told me. It was almost as dark as night with the storm covering the sun.
I went to the kitchen and got a couple of candles and the matches. I headed back to her room and lit one and gave it to her and then lit the other.
“So, what do you want to do? Television is obviously out of the question,” I said.
“There’s not much we can do,” she said. “Wait, hold this candle for a sec.” She gave me the candle and then walked to the closet and pulled out her suitcase. From one of the pockets she pulled a deck of cards. “Here, we can play cards, just put the candles on this plate here on the floor.” She grabbed a plate from off the dresser as she headed back and we sat the illegal bahis candles on it. The room was well lit with the candles and we sat on either side of them.
“Go fish, or what?” she asked.
“Go fish? What are you, six? Let’s play a real game.”
“Like what?” she asked again.
“I don’t know, like poker or something,” I answered.
“OK. But I’m not very good at it,” she said.
“Neither am I but at least you know the different hands, right?”
“Yes, I know that much,” she said.
She handed me the deck. I shuffled the cards and dealt. We played a few hands with both of us winning some.
“This isn’t that exciting,” she said. “We should play for something, like money, or something.”
“Granddaddy has chips, but they’re over at his house. I don’t have any real money, except for a 20, do you have change?”
“Nope. But there’s gotta be something we can play for.” She looked around, with a look like she was trying to think of something. “Well….” She finally said. “There is something we could play for.”
“What you got in mind, sis?” I asked.
“How ’bout…um….strip poker?” she asked.
“What??? Strip poker? Are you serious?”
“Yeah. What’s the big deal? You know what it is, don’t you. I mean, this is boring, I want it to be for something, and that’s a bigger deal than money,” she said.
“Well, yeah, it is,” I said. I was a teenage boy, and the thought of any girl being naked, even my sister, was exciting to me. Besides, I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist and the thought of someone seeing me naked gets me excited. I felt a little bit of a stir inside my shorts, and I was convinced.
“OK,” I said.
“OK,” she said, sitting up, obviously a little more excited about the challenge of the game now. She was wearing her running shorts and T-shirt from school. I was wearing cut-off shorts and a T-shirt. I knew she was wearing a bra and panties and I only had on boxers. This gave her an advantage, but I was confident I would outplay her.
She dealt first and after we had played out first hand, I came up the loser. I removed my shirt and threw it off to the side.
The next hand I dealt. Again I lost, and I pulled off my shorts. Still no big deal, I often walked down the hallway in my boxers, so this wasn’t anything new, but now I was only one loss away from showing it all. I was getting nervous.
Rebecca dealt the next hand and I got some great cards. I only asked for one and ended up with a full house. She had a pair of 8’s, so she lost and removed her T-shirt. She had on a basic white bra, but I noticed for the first time that my sister had real boobs. Here I was sitting in my boxers in front of a girl in her bra. As I said, I was a teenager, and it didn’t take long for my cock to register all of that information, and I felt it start to grow.
It was my turn to deal. I ended up with a pair of kings and I thought I would win again, but Becky played three 6’s and I lost.
“OK, Marky, you lost, time to pay up,” she said, laughing.
“I’m not so sure about this,” I said.
“Come on don’t be a chicken.”
I hesitated some more so she said, “All you have to do is pull them down and then you can pull them back up, OK?”
“OK,” I said. I stood up. My dick was rapidly reaching full on erection status. That was what embarrassed me more than anything. I finally decided to go for it. I quickly pulled down my boxers but kind of stayed leaned over with my arms crossed in front of me and then quickly pulled the boxers back up.
“Hey, that was cheating,” Rebecca quickly called.
“I pulled ’em down like you said.”
“Well, next time you gotta do better than that.”
We played again. This time I won, so Becky took off her shorts. I couldn’t believe how sexy it seemed to me watching her pull them off. She didn’t seem the least bit bothered and she sat down and was ready for the next hand.
I lost again, and started to slowly move toward standing up for a repeat of the last quick shot.
“This time, the shorts come all the way off and you have to stand there for ten seconds. With your hands in the air. And you have to turn around,” Becky quickly said before I could do the same again.
“What? No way, that’s not fair,” I protested.
“I’m gonna let you put them back on when you’re done. You should have to stay with out them on. But that will be next time,” she said, smiling.
“OK, fine,” I said. I was as nervous as I’ve ever been. I had a full-on hard-on and there was no way to hide it. I stood up. I decided to just get it over with. I yanked my shorts down. My cock was pushed down but rebounded and slapped me on the stomach. I dropped the boxers to the floor and put my hands up. I stood there for a couple of seconds and then turned around. After a couple of seconds of that, I reached down and pulled my boxers back on and sat down.
“Now that was a show,” Rebecca said, rather quietly.
She reached for the cards and dealt. I won the hand and Rebecca didn’t hesitate. She reached behind her illegal bahis siteleri unhooked her bra and threw it on the pile of clothes.
I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. My little tomboy sister had a wonderful pair of boobs. They must have been a good B-cup. She had nice perky, pink nipples. There was a very pronounced tan line from her time in the sun with her bathing suit. My cock got even harder, if that was possible, and my mouth became dry as I tried to swallow spit that wasn’t there. When looking at the girly magazines I occasionally looked at, I mostly liked the girls that had no tan lines, but seeing Becky’s white boobs against her tan skin seemed one of the sexiest things I had ever seen.
Rebecca handed me the cards and I dealt. I lost again, and I was instructed to follow the same procedure, but this time my boxers were added to the pile and I had to sit down completely naked. I almost didn’t mind anymore, because I could see those beautiful tits in front of me.
We played again. Again I lost, so Becky decided she should get to put her bra back on. The next round I won, so I got to put my shorts back on instead of her taking her bra off. I wasn’t even paying attention to the cards anymore, there was no blood left for my brain, it was all pulsing through my cock.
The next hand I won, so again the beautiful mounds of my sister made their appearance. I quickly dealt the next hand, hoping for the last of the mountains to be climbed and that I could get my sister to remove her panties. I was able to concentrate just enough and I won the hand. Rebecca decided that she would do the same as me (“It’s only fair,” she said.), so she dropped her panties, stood for a couple of seconds facing me and then turned around for a couple of seconds before pulling up her panties and sitting down.
It seemed like an eternity yet also seemed to pass much to quickly. I saw that she had slightly puffy lips, and that her bush was growing towards the middle and was not yet as long as it would probably become. Her ass was a little flatter than most men would think is perfect, but she had a small waist and good size hips, which gave her a nice enough butt. Again, her tan lines seemed to make her even more gorgeous.
The next hand I lost again and again had to sit naked. My concentration was gone and I quickly lost the next three hands until my sister was fully clothed and I was sitting in front of her naked.
Again I lost. “Now what?” I asked.
“Hmmm…” she said. “I know. You have to kiss my grits.” That was a catch phrase from a popular show of the time.
“What?”
“Kiss my grits!” she said, emphasizing each word.
“Well, tell me where they are.” I said, thinking she would make me kiss something in the room.
She stood up, turned around, and dropped her shorts together with her panties. “Those are my grits, now kiss ’em,” she said, showing me her ass.
“What?” I said again.
“Kiss my grits!” She almost yelled.
I moved closer and then quickly planted a peck on her right cheek.
“That was it?” she asked. “No, no, no,” she said. “You have to give me a good long kiss.”
“OK.” I said. I leaned over and gave her a good long kiss on her cheek, then sat back down.
“Better,” she said, pulling up her shorts and sitting down again.
When I lost again, she jumped back up and pulled her shorts down again, saying, “Kiss my grits.”
I leaned in to kiss her again, but she stopped me. “Wait,” she said. “My grits aren’t just my ass, they’re my ass hole.”
“What?” That seemed to be all I could say.
“You heard me.”
“No way!”
“You lost buddy and that’s your payment.”
I couldn’t believe it. I was sure this was going to be the nastiest thing I’d ever done. I knew I would taste shit for the rest of my life. I leaned closer, scrunching up my face, expecting the worst.
“For a five count,” she said. “And I do the counting.”
I placed my lips on her asshole. It didn’t taste nasty. It didn’t smell nasty. It was warm and soft. Quite pleasant, actually.
I lost again. This time I had to “Lick the grits.”
I didn’t care. I was beginning to like losing, and loved these grits more than anything.
I won the next round. “So, do I have to kiss your grits now?” Becky asked.
“I think so,” I said. I stood up, not caring that I was naked anymore. I turned around and bent over. She came closer and spread my butt cheeks. She planted a good long kiss on my butthole. I couldn’t believe how good it felt.
We played again. I lost and this time my punishment was to kiss the grits now located on her tits. Both of them.
I won and she licked my ass.
I lost again. “Where are your grits?” I asked.
“Just a second, let me get these clothes off, they just get in the way.” She stood up and quickly stripped. She sat down again and spread her legs, showing me her red, obviously swollen pussy. “Here,” she said, pointing between her legs.
I leaned in and gave her a nice long kiss. My first time kissing or licking canlı bahis siteleri a pussy.
I won and she licked my balls. She won and I licked her pussy. She won again and I licked from her ass to her pussy and up to her boobs. I won and she licked my cock from my balls to the tip, ending with a flick of her tongue.
She won and her grits were on her mouth. I gave my sister a kiss on the mouth for the first time. She won again and I was told the grits had now moved to her tongue and I had to lick them. This led to a long, wet, French kiss.
“Now your turn,” Rebecca said. I guess she decided we didn’t need the cards anymore. “Where?” she asked.
“My tongue,” I said. I wanted another kiss.
When we were finished she said, “My turn. Lick me here,” she said, pointing between her legs again. I licked for at least half a minute, I was inexperienced and still playing the game. I’m sure I could have continued on.
“Now me,” I said, sitting up. “Suck my grits,” I said, leaning back and holding my cock towards her.
“With pleasure,” she said. She pushed her medium-length, light-brown, sun-bleached hair out of the way and leaned down. I felt her mouth encircle the head of my cock and the soft warmth of her lips slide down my shaft. This was my first blowjob and it felt amazing. I think she literally sucked and then tried to blow. I later found out it was her first blowjob too. Then she began to move up and down on my cock. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I soon lay back and put my hand on her head and moved it in rhythm.
After a bit, she stopped and looked at me. She smiled and then slid over me until she was lying on top of me. I felt my cock leap up between her legs. She kissed me and I kissed her back. We continued kissing, forgetting everything for a moment, until I became aware that she was rubbing her pussy against the head of my dick.
I knew then what was going to happen. I broke our kiss and gently pushed her off of me. I stood up and then reached for her hands and pulled her to a standing position. I embraced her and gave her a long kiss. I then took her by the hand and led her the two or three steps to the bed. I lay her down on her back and then climbed on the bed and placed myself over her. I vaguely remember that this was when the lights came back on.
I leaned in and gave her another kiss. I had been with a couple of girls in a fumbling sort of way, and I knew where I needed to place my cock. I felt that it was in the right place and gently pushed. There was some resistance for a couple of seconds and Becky pulled away from my kiss and squeezed my back. Finally, my dick pushed all the way in and after a quick arching of her back and a grunt, Rebecca relaxed. I waited a couple of seconds to make sure she was OK, and then I began to fuck her.
I was so excited, that I just fucked as hard and fast as I could. Rebecca didn’t seem to mind, because she moved against me at the same rate. It couldn’t have been much more than a minute later that I felt her tense, and she grabbed my back and pulled me towards her. I felt the warm embrace of her relaxing muscles surround my cock, but I continued my frantic pace.
I didn’t last much longer until I exploded inside her. I shot spurt after spurt of cum. I pushed as deep as I could into her.
Finally, I relaxed and pulled my cock out. I lay down next to her, both of us panting. After a bit, I heard Becky say, “Wow!”
“Yeah….Wow!” was all I could reply.
I lay there for a bit more, enjoying the feeling and staring at the ceiling. Then the need to pee came on. I have always had to pee not long after cumming, but this time I was a little embarrassed by the thought of telling my sister that.
I finally reached the point where I couldn’t wait. “I’m going to the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” I said, jumping up and heading down the hall.
When I got to the bathroom and went to pee, I noticed my cock was covered in my cum and that some had dripped on my thigh. I decided I should shower off really quick, so I turned on the water and hopped in the shower. Of course, being the age and sex I was, I peed in the shower and then began to rinse myself off. As I was doing so, I heard the door to the bathroom open. I opened the door and saw my sister, still naked, sitting on the toilet and peeing.
“Sorry,” she said. “I couldn’t hold it.”
“That’s all right,” I said back, closing the shower door. “I’m just rinsing off really quick.”
She’d never come in the bathroom while I was showering, and never would have peed in front of me before. I was just coming to the realization that our relationship had changed when the shower door opened and she Becky stepped inside with me.
“I need to rinse off too,” she said. She stood on her tiptoes, put her arms around my neck and gave me a quick kiss. Then she turned around and let the water pour over her body. I looked down at her ass and instantly began to get turned on again.
I reached down and squeezed her butt. It was so firm. She leaned into my hand. I brought my hand up along her hip and around to her stomach. Then I stepped closer and brought both of my hands to her breasts. I kissed her neck. I squeezed her tits then pinched both of her nipples between my thumbs and fingers. She moaned and pressed against me.
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