Wrestling And, Loosing For The Win.

Sally was my sassy older sister. She was always pointing out that she was a year older and therefore the boss of me. We were intensely physical with each other ever since I could remember. As we got older, we were warned many times to knock it off because physical things were going to take place and that they were prone to injury.

When I was Thirteen, I received the sit-down “Birds and Bees” speech from dad, she had had hers from mom earlier. However, we continued to poke, pinch, and slug each other at any opportunity. I used to use the “Vulcan nerve pinch” on her often and with great success. I loved snapping her bra straps as well. I loved it when she wore the ones with one or two hooks because I became very proficient in unhooking them through her blouse with one hand. The puppies were growing nicely.

By the time I was fifteen, I had serious wood at least five times a day and took care of it as often as I could. I should mention here that she had a wicked backhand slap as well as a fast elbow. She was also as quick as a cat on her feet. However, my hockey playing gave me the advantage in hip-checking.

One day she elbowed me in the chest, and as retribution a little later that day I caught her squarely on a boob. She yelped, that was unexpected and brought our roughhousing to a halt. She told me that it hurt, and I had to stop hitting her there, so we agreed to sort of a truce.  

I say sort of because the truce came to an end just as I was about to graduate. See the guys and I were shooting baskets in the driveway when Mother Nature came a calling in an urgent way. I dashed into the house and without verifying that the one and only bathroom was vacant I burst in, having had an urgent need.

There was my sister, naked, sitting on the pot with her pink panties on the floor by her feet. Her legs were splayed, one hand was cupping a beautiful breast, and her other hand was on her mound. We locked eyes and I retreated and headed for my bedroom. But I was tripped from behind and ended up face first on the floor. I rolled over and she had me pined in no time, my arms pined at the wrist above my head.

I lost all urge to resist as I viewed the delicious breasts just inches from my face. Her naked pubic mound was firmly planted on my throbbing erection, her breathing was heavy from her exertions. We locked our eyes again for seconds that seemed to last forever. Slowly she leaned forward pressing her soft mounds to my chest and she kissed me full on the lips.

She ground her hips on me a few times and then released me. “That was close, wasn’t it?” she asked. And then she said, “I win.”

“No sis, I won.”