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My sister Rose

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 27 Jan 1998 0 comments
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My sister Rose by MohawkMy younger sister and only sibling and I have always been close. We talked abouta lot of things relating to sex from the time we were young. She always seemed morecurious than the average girl, but maybe I have no idea what the "Average" girl waslike. Anyway, by the time I was a teenager, Rose knew I masturbated a lot. I wasjust an average looking guy and constantly constantly horny. I think that's average,too. One rainy afternoon when my parents were away, I was reading an adult book whenRose walked in. Rose wanted to read it, but I gave her another from my stash, whichshe read with wide-eyed excitement. There we were, two horny teens reading away onmy bed. We had a conversation about the books we were reading and masturbation, whichgot bolder by the minute. Rose told me that she knew I masturbated and when. Shegot red when I told her that I knew she did it too under the covers at night (aneducated guess, but correct, it seems). I really wanted to know how she did it, andshe wanted to know about me. We ended up removing our clothes under the covers outof shyness and watching each other masturbate. I went first, and put some vaselineon my dick and showed her how I did it. Rose got down real close to my dick and helda towel to catch the come. This was fun, but nothing compared to what came next.My sister was a little shy, but she soon spread her legs and went to work. I couldhardly breathe in the excitement of seeing a real woman close up. Her pussy was smallish,with more brown hair than I thought and delicate little pussy lips--a real treat.Rose showed my how she stroked on each side of her clit with two fingers, occasionallysticking a finger inside. I was transfixed and had another hard on in minutes asRose went faster and faster until she lifted her butt off the bed and made thoselovely soft noises of a woman coming. My face was just inches away, and I could smell Rose and see herpussy lips glisten with the juices of excitement. It looked so good, I began masturbatingagain, and came a few minutes later. In the next few years we must have repeated the scene a dozen times. Rose neverexhibited any shyness around me again, and often dressed or undressed even if I wasin her room. Under the guise of learning how to turn on a woman, I even got to helpRose masturbate andtasted her pussy several times. No other woman ever tasted as sweet and mild. I thinkher husband has a gem.