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Friend's Little Sister In A Bikini

Posted by: Age: 30 now, 16 then Posted on: 5 comments
14 likes 2193 views Category: Masturbation Male-Female Tags: brother, sister, friend, pool, bikini, swim, discovery, first time, truth or dare, nudist mom, Tiny bikini

I've always had an interest in swimwear, as well as the relationship between teens and their friend's siblings. Thought I'd write a story about them.


David had been a friend of mine since childhood. We lived in the same suburb, were in the same class for almost every grade in primary school, and had quite a lot of classes together in high school as well. We visited each other's houses very often, and I also became close with David's sister, Louise, who was 3 years younger than us. David and I we were both 16. Then David's parents bought a new house in a neighboring suburb. The first time I visited was during the summer; the way the sunlight beamed down on that large house made it feel like a very special place. My mum dropped me off at the front of the house and I walked up to the door, going through a beautiful flower garden. David and Louise both greeted me at the door. They looked similar to each other; both were skinny with young, angelic faces and blondish-brown hair. David's hair was cut short while Louise's hair curled down to her chest. They usually got along well but they did tease and annoy each other a lot, like most siblings I guess. We went to the kitchen for some snacks and soft drinks, before I remembered something David had told me at school. ''Hey, your new house has a pool, right,'' I asked. ''Yeah,'' David said excitedly. ''Come outside, I'll show you!''. Louise and David led me outside to the backyard, which was mostly hidden when I was at the front of the house. When I first saw the pool, my jaw dropped. There, in the middle of the backyard, was a 20m by 10m pool and its sparkling blue water was inviting us to enter. Near the pool was a small building, which I guess acted as a bathroom and change room. I told David it was too bad I didn't bring a swimsuit. Then he said I could borrow one of his shorts. Louise suggested we get changed and jump in! I went up to David's room and he gave me some red shorts to wear. The shorts only went down to my knee so I guessed it was an old pair. David got on his black board shorts and grabbed some towels; then we went outside to join Louise. I saw Louise lounging on a white chair near the pool. The light blue bikini she was wearing was quite small, just barely covering her breasts, crotch, and butt. The bikini fit her well and I got a little aroused. We were close, so she was like a sister to me. I think that stopped me from becoming extremely turned on. Anyway, all three of us jumped into the pool immediately. We started swimming around and splashing each other. It was so fun! It was the early afternoon, still very hot, so none of us wanted to get out of the pool. After about two hours, David said he had enough and went inside the house, leaving Louise and I to play in the water. We raced each other and, since Louise was a competitive swimmer, I only just barely managed to beat her. We then chased each other around the water for a while. On one occasion, Louise managed to trap me in a corner of the pool. Her hand lunged at me, intending to touch my chest, but I backed away a bit and instead her hand grazed my crotch. She quickly apologized and we continued. Now it was my turn to chase her. Louise backed into a wall with her back towards me. Just as I reached out to touch her back, she turned around and I squished her right breast instead, hard! I immediately said sorry and looked away. I could sense that I had crossed a line, accidentally. Suddenly, Louise got out of the water and headed to the toilet right by the pool. Feeling guilty about the incident, I went to the toilet to make sure everything was okay. I stood outside the door, which was of course, closed. I started to hear a faint sob from Louise behind the door. My heart sank. It might have been accidental but I must have really upset her. ''Louise, I'm so sorry,'' I said sincerely, gently placing my hand on the door. To my complete surprise, the door began to open! It may have been closed but it wasn't locked! I sort of stumbled a bit and grabbed the doorframe to support myself. When I was balanced again, my eyes started focusing on the view in front of me. Louise, with her cute face and her curly hair, was sitting on the toilet seat. Her bikini top was still on but her bottoms were down at her ankles. I got a quick glimpse of her slit, small and tight with just a bit of hair surrounding it. I also saw that inside the toilet bowl was a light-yellow liquid. Louise must have been peeing. I must have been red-faced at that moment but Louise seemed strangely calm. She closed her legs and in her soft, sweet voice she said, ''Oops, I didn't lock the door because I thought I would only be a while.” After I started breathing again, I started to say sorry repeatedly and looked away from her. She reached for my right arm with her hands and told me it was okay. When I finally had the guts to look at her again, I could see that she was smiling, despite her tears. Her smile calmed me down instantly. Louise told me to come inside and close the door. I listened, as if in a trance. I went inside the small room, locked the door, and sat down on the floor, cross-legged in front of Louise. Louise said that when I touched her boob, she felt weird ''downstairs'' and went to the bathroom, thinking her bladder was full. After peeing, she said that the feeling was still there and she was upset because she thought something was wrong with her. She had never got that feeling before. I explained to her that she was just feeling turned on from having a boy touch her, and that what she felt was normal. This made her smile again and I reached up to her face, softly brushing her tears away with my right hand. ''Thanks,'' she said softly, ''you're a great guy.” I smiled back at her and asked her what I could do. She said she just wanted to relieve the feeling she had. I told her that she had to play with herself to do that. ''Can you help me,'' she asked. ''Um, are you okay with me touching you there,'' I replied, not wanting to do something unless she was completely fine with it. She nodded and opened her legs wide, stretching her light blue bikini bottoms down by her ankles. We didn't say anything during the next few minutes. It just felt like a quiet, peaceful moment. I started by reaching into her bikini top and feeling her boobs, moving my hand in circles between her skin and the bikini top. She started to tilt her head back and moved her body forward. Her butt slid across the toilet seat, her pussy moving slowly toward me. When I had finished with her boobs, I ran my hands across the side of her body and over her legs. I felt the small hairs she had on her legs, all the way down to her ankles. When I reached there, I grabbed at the bikini bottoms, pulled them off her feet and placed them on the side. Louise started to move her legs apart even more, giving me an excellent view of her small, tight, nearly hairless pussy. With both my hands, I massaged the outer folds, moving them apart and together, apart and together. Louise started to moan softly, so I decided to go deeper. (Oh, by the way, I didn't have a girlfriend so I had no idea what I was doing!) I used the index and middle fingers of my left hand to go into her pussy, while trying to find her clit with my right hand. I found it almost immediately; it was a really tiny bump. I pressed the bump like a button. At my press, Louise squirmed and moaned, her body writhing around like a worm. The tight walls of her vagina got even tighter, clamping down on my fingers. With a groan, I felt Louise's pussy shake as a liquid emerged from it covering my fingers and dripping on the edge of the toilet seat. Some of the clear liquid flowed into the toilet, while the rest squirted right in front of the toilet bowl. I quickly took my hands off her and stared at them, marveling at the sticky, watery substance. I looked back at Louise, who was breathing fast. I placed my hands on her shoulders to calm her down, and eventually her breathing returned to a steady pace. ''Thank you so much,'' she said, finally getting off the toilet seat to kiss me on the cheek. I blushed and wondered what to do now. David would get suspicious if we didn't go outside soon. My penis was rock hard but I knew that moment wasn't the time for Louise to jerk me off. We cleaned up with toilet paper and I helped Louise put on her bikini bottoms, noticing a small stain on the white lining.  I held onto her hand and walked outside the toilet stall. What happened in there only took a few minutes, though it seemed like an eternity. We both jumped into the pool again, splashing each other with water. A few minutes later, David came back out to join us and we played in the pool for another hour. We eventually went inside and changed. I joined Louise, David, and their parents for dinner. While we were eating, I sat across from Louise at the dining table. During the meal, our bare feet would touch each other under the table. The feeling of her skin on mine was amazing and I wondered if we would have any more adventures.

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