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Babs Likes It When the Bed Shakes

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: shakuru Posted on: 20 Oct 2003 1 comments
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This is the story of my little sister and I beginning a journey of sexual discovery together at a very young age. if such things offend you look elsewhere. If not, enjoy!What can I say? We were early bloomers, my sister and I. We had several older siblings, five to be exact and they were all at least 5 years older than us and I was three years older than her. Oh yeah, she is Anne Marie, but henceforth you'll know her by the name I've used for her since as long as I can remember: Babs. I know, it makes no sense, but then I was only three when I started using it, and it stuck.We were the babies, almost a second generation within the family. We didn't remember the old house, we didn't know all the stories that the others did, and we weren't subjected to nearly the same amount of violence. It made for a strained relationship between Babs and I and out older siblings and thus we kinda just stuck together from early on. It's not like we didn't get along with our sibs, they were just older and interested in older things and we were not old enough to do the things that they did, even thought we wanted to, so we got stuck at home while they were out living life.Things got interesting for us when I was 10 and Babs was 7, that was the year that Eleanor, out eldest sister, moved out on her own. This was a major event in our home as it meant that a room was opening up. Even though there were 4 bedrooms in the house, it worked out that for the beginnings of our lives, Babs and I were nomads shuffling from room to room, floor to floor sleeping in whoever's bed was empty that night. To this day, I'm just as comfortable on a shag carpet as on a bed. But the reality was that a room was open and our older brothers were content to split the other rooms, since nobody really wanted Babs in their rooms this left Babs and I together in Eleanor's old room. We were middle class and our parents were from a much older generation. Children in their generation were happy to have a roof over their heads, much less a bed AND blankets, so it was no surprise that we were expected to share a double bed. No one thought twice about it back then least of all me or Babs, it was just what we did.The story probably should have stopped there. Brother and sister sharing a bed with nothing more than the most innocent relationship. It probably would have stopped there too, except for one little thing. While I had been sleeping on the floor of my brothers' room, I had picked up a neat new game that I liked to play. My brother had told me that it was called "beating off" and I was bound and determined to be the best at it! Now being in the same bed as my sister presented a little bit of a predicament as my brother had also taught me that I was not supposed to let anyone know that I was doing it. So I tried to forget about it. I'd find time during the day when I was alone to do it. I'd do it when I was in the shower, in the bathtub, anytime I could get alone for a few minutes. This would surely suffice I thought and for a little while it did. But then, I started to get those urges while I was in bed.I tried everything to make them go away. I prayed, counted sheep, did my times tables, squeezed it so hard I thought the head might pop off my little pecker, but nothing I did made that feeling go away and nothing made that hardness go down. I thought about going down to the bathroom, but that was right by my brothers' room and if they heard me, then I'd be in their room most of the night. So I sorta moved around a little bit in the bed to see if Babs was asleep. She didn't make any noise and her breathing didn't change. I thought maybe I could do it without waking her. My hands slid down, one cupping my balls and the other wrapping around my swollen shaft and I started pumping. I was getting into it when I heard her stir, so I immediately stopped and feigned sleep. I forced myself to breathe normally and even though I still had a good grip on my cock, I made no effort to stroke it.Eventually I decided that she'd gone back to sleep and it was safe to proceed. This time I took an extra step and removed the blanket from me so it wouldn't carry the vibrations across the bed. At the time I didn't think about the fact that this would also mean that I was laying there with my underwear around my knees with a raging hard on in the moonlight from the window. When I was sure she was asleep I started where I'd left off. I was still hard and soon was right back in rhythm, pumping away as I got closer and closer to that magical moment when the pleasure would overtake me. I squeezed my balls harder and pumped as fast as my little fist would go oblivious to the shaking of the bed until I had that glorious dry orgasm that curled my toes everytime.Once I came down, I listened closely and was rewarded with the quiet breathing sounds of Babs, sound asleep. I slipped my underwear back up and slid under the covers excited that I had a new place to pleasure myself.That's how it went for the next couple weeks, waiting until she was asleep and then working my cock and then falling asleep. I thought I had the system down pretty good until the night that I came home after being out with my brother all day. He'd taught me how to suck cock that day and demonstrated on me. We'd spent all day working on each other's dicks and by the time I got to bed I was spent and had no desire to even look at my dick, much less touch it. So I rolled over and went to sleep.I don't know how long I was asleep before I felt Babs nudging me."Ev, Ev, are you ok?"I looked over and there was Babs right next to me on the pillow looking at me anxiously and poking me in the ribs."Uh, I was until you woke me up.""Oh.""Why, Babs? Is there something wrong?""Um, no I guess not.""Can I go back to sleep then?""Yeah."I rolled back over and closed my eyees and no sooner did I feel Babs' toe in my thigh, "Hey, Ev."Wearily I rolled over again to face her, "What now?""Are you gonna make the bed shake tonight?"Oh shit, I thought. "What are you talking about, Babs?""You know, like you do everynight, you make the bed shake for a while. It helps me go to sleep. Are you gonna do it?"So much for my big secret plan."Uh, no, I wasn't gonna tonight, I'm kinda tired. Why don't you go to sleep.""I don't think I can unless you make the bed shake. I'm used to it. Please, Ev."Of course the very idea that she'd been awake all that time had conspired by now to have swollen my cock and I was thinking about how to proceed."Well, I'm kinda tired, Babs, but maybe you could help me, ya wanna?""Do I get to touch your thing?"She did not miss a trick this one. I silently cursed and thanked the stars for having made me do it without the blanket on me."Yeah, that's how you make the bed shake."I pulled down the blanket and rolled onto my back with my little cock standing almost straight up. Babs sat up and leaned over to look at it first."Wow, it's bigger than it was in the tub."She must have meant when we were younger and took baths together."Yeah it is."She took her fingers, reached over and kinda poked at it, "Like this?""Uh no, you have to kinda rub it up and down, like this," I said as I took her little fingers and wrapped them around my cock and started to slide her hand up and down."Oh I get it, you have to kinda rub it," she said as her hand began to work up and down my shaft. I leaned back and looked at her, the skinny body the long blonde hair and just then she looked over at me and smiled and I saw those crystal blue eyes. This was so bad I told myself. I'm going to hell for this, I told myself. But it felt so good to have that cool little hand sliding up and down my cock."It's not shaking enough, I better use both hands," she said as she dropped her other hand down and started seriously pounding my cock."Oh yeah, that's really goof, Babs. You're really good at this," I cooed as her hands stroked my shaft."Mmmmm, it's even better if you lick it while you do that," I gently prodded."You want me to lick it? What does it taste like," she asked."Try it and find out."To my surprise she did. She just leaned over and started licking at the head without even slowing down her hands. This was unbelievable."It doesn't really taste like anything, Ev. Should I keep licking it?"Instead of answering right away, I slowly nudged her around until she was between my legs and I could look right down at her, "No, it's better if you just take the end into your mouth and suck on it like a popsicle while you rub it.""Ok," she chirped and plopped the head into her mouth, looking up and me and smiling with her eyes as her hands stroked my cock faster and faster and she sucked the head in and out of her mouth.Needless to say, I couldn't last long with that angel working on me and gazing up at me lovingly as she stroked. My hands unconsciously fell onto her head and I began to push a little more of me in and out of her mouth. Amazingly she got the idea and just opened her mouth taking about half of me in and letting her hands fall down to my balls. She let me guide her head up and down a few times taking more and more each time and before long I was twitching and grinding and accidentally rammed my cock all the way down. But that sweetheart just took it and choked a little. As my orgasm subsuded I lifted her head up and she climbed up on top of me resting her elbows on my chest, putting her face right in mine and asked, "Was that fucking?"