Wrestling with his Sister

Back when I was 15 years old, one Saturday morning I decided to ride my bike over to a friends' house. Since it was in the middle of summer and was blazing hot outside, I didn't even bother with a shirt; just some gym shorts and flip flops. I knocked on the door and waited for longer than I normally would have, but just as I was about to leave his sister opened the door. She was a year younger than I was but got along well with the two of us, mostly because she was a tomboy who liked sports instead of a princess-type. Dressed in a old t-shirt that went to her knees and a pair of satin-black ballerina slippers, I didn't think a whole lot of it at the moment other than that they were some comfy clothes for weekend mornings. She told me that their mom had taken him to practice driving and to run some errands while they were out, and that I just missed them by about 20 minutes. They were going to be gone for a while, but I could stay there and wait for them with her if I wanted. Considering how unbearably hot it was that day, I figured that was a good idea. I walked in and kicked off my sandals off at the door, the thick carpeting feeling soft and cool under my sweaty, bare feet. I followed her down to the basement and she was watching wrestling, which all of us were crazy about; being the 90's, it was a ritual of our Saturday morning TV schedule. It didn't take very long before the two of us were stomping our feet and yelling at the TV at the near-falls. All of a sudden, I felt her jump over at me and put me in a headlock, saying that she bets I can't break out of it. Immediately we were rolling around on the floor trying to pin each others' shoulders down, first me down and then her, back and forth trying to mimick the moves we were watching. Since I was heavier than her I had the upper hand, and at one point her legs were on my shoulders and I went to pick her up and hold her upside down, but when I did that her shirt fell down...and I noticed that she had nothing on underneath it. I let her down slowly and I was expecting her to be beyond embarrassed, but she made no attempt to hide herself or back down. Since I was now very preoccupied she had a pretty easy job of beating me. She then jumped off me and sat against the couch, out of breath. After a few seconds of trying to cool off she asked if I wanted to try best two of three, and I said sure. She dove back at me and we started again, but all I could think about was how she was nude under her shirt. I kept trying to do some moves where I would "accidentally" grab at her shirt and lift it up. At one point, I was on my back with her head under my arm. Her shirt had ridden almost up to her shoulders, giving me a prime view of her smooth butt and back. When she wiggled and spun around I let her go. Then she said, "this thing is getting in my way", and pulled off the shirt and jumped on top of me in nothing but her slippers. Being the first time a nude girl had been on me, my cock was rock hard in an instant, proudly tenting my thin shorts. All of a sudden, she started grabbing onto my cock while we wrestled, teasing me and tugging at my waistband. After a few seconds she then let go and scooted away, asking if I was too scared to show off. Horny as I was, I slipped out of my shorts and underwear in one tug. She stared at my erection for a second and then walked on her knees towards me and pushed me on my back and straddled my chest. She was holding my arms down and staring into my eyes. I then flipped her over and did the same. She could tell that I was ready to slide into her, but she shook her head and said that she wasn't ready for that. She then had me sit with my back on the couch and sat between my legs. I slid my hands around on her belly. She grabbed my right hand and slowly slid it down, brushing over her whispy pubic hair and onto her virgin slit. She looked back and whispered, "Rub me.” With her guidance, I did. I ran my fingers up and down the tight lips until she moved my fingers onto her small clit. I rubbed my fingertip on it, making her breathe heavy and squirm around. After a few minutes, she moaned loudly and came in my arms. Shivering and covered in goosebumps she curled up on me, rubbing her hand on my side. The way she was sitting, my rock-hard cock was now free and I couldn't help but reach down and start stroking it. She noticed it and then laid me down on my back. She put her head on my chest, reached down, and grabbed onto my throbbing, dripping 6 inches. My feet sliding around against the carpet, I don't think I lasted more than 10 seconds of her stroking before I was spewing cum all over myself and her hand. Almost instantly she ran upstairs and grabbed a couple paper towels to clean up the mess. After I was all dry I was already hard again and ready to go. I suggested that this time we watch each other do it. So sitting at opposite sides of the couch we started fondling ourselves again. She pressed her feet against mine and spread our legs, the smooth rubber on the bottom of her slippers feeling good against my bare soles. We were focused on each other while we played. This time I was the first to cum, curling my toes against hers and blowing another young load all over myself. She wasn't too far behind, frantically rubbing her clit and squirming around as her orgasm rolled through her. When she came down she crawled on top of me, my cock and cum squished between our bellies. We laid there just holding each other for a while until she looked over at the time and said they would be back soon. She cleaned us up again and hid the towels in the bottom of the trash can. We put on what little clothes that we had and went back to watching TV. About 20 minutes later, they walked in the door and we helped carry some bags in. All of us hung around the house and the deck for the rest for the day. They never knew about the naked fun we were having right before they came home.

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