My name is Jim and my sister name is Becky. This story starts out when I was 19 and she was 18 years old. We lived in an out of the way town with a small population which made finding a mate nearly impossible, especially when you are young and horny and looking for that perfect person. We lived in a modest house next to a farm owned by our uncle and aunt and our three cousins. As teens, our parents had us work on the farm to keep us out of trouble. Boy, if they only knew! Mom and Dad both worked all day down at the feed store, so we had a lot of time to our own.
Now my sister and I got along pretty well for the most part. We had our tough times but we really loved each other. And when we got into our late teens we really loved each other. We were both told by our uncle to go down to the stream and clear away some of the brush on the banks so he could put in a small bridge to connect a couple of fields. He gave us some rudimentary tools and set us to work. We went begrudgingly but made a good day out of it. Becky started on one side and I on the other. At first we did the work, but as the day wore on and the heat picked up we need a break. So I decided to have some fun. I took a big stick and threw it in the water near her and splashed her. She was pissed! She grabbed a nearby rock and threw it back getting me all soaked. I took of my shirt and rung it out and while doing so she had grabbed a log and threw that. Now my pants were soaked. I said, "that's it sis, you have had it." She was giggling up a storm when I jumped into the shallow creek and grabbed her ankles.
"You better not," she screamed.
"Oh yea...you are going in!" And with that pulled her right in. She slid right down the bank getting mud all in her short shorts and fell smack into the creek. I just bent over laughing so hard.
"You little shit! Look at my clothes. Mom is gonna kill me. She just bought them." As she was about to start crying I leaned over and grabbed her hand to start to pull her up. She had a different thought. There I was, trying to be thoughtful and sensitive, instead I got pulled right in next to her. She had yanked on my arm and I went face first into the water right next to her. I came up laughing and heard her laughing just as hard. But then we shortly realized that Mom was now going to kill us both for getting so damn dirty.
"We better clean these off as best we can before we go in." I started to take off my boots and then my pants and socks. "Well come on, get your dirty rags off," I said.
"These are not rags!"
"Just do it," I said.
"What if Uncle Bill sees us?"
"Who cares, and anyway he is busy in the barn fixing the blades on the old tractor," I reassured her.
Now we were not used to seeing each other naked in this stage of our lives. We took baths together as small kids, but since we both hit puberty we kept our privacy. I was down to my tighty whities and she was slowly starting to take her shirt off. As I was putting my shirt on some branches and peered back to see her in her bra. She is a skinny girl, about 5' 5" and maybe 105lbs with shoulder length blond hair and small breasts. She is a bit shy and definitely self-conscious about her appearance. But she looked just fine to me. I found myself gazing at her as she bent down to take off her shorts. "Hey what are you looking at?" She caught me.
"Um..mm...mmm nothing," I mumbled.
"Nothing? Then why are you staring?"
"Umm..just curious...I ...I never seen a girl naked before, well except for the ones in those magazines Dad has hidden under the bed," I responded.
"Well I am not one of those supermodel types, so stop staring!" She was getting upset and about to cry again. I hate to see girls cry, so I just minded my own business and went about hanging my clothes. But my instincts were in control. I peered back again, this time more sneakily and caught a look at her as she was hanging her bra on a bush. She only had her little white cotton panties on, which were soaked through and revealed her bush. The way the light hit her as I saw her profile was something I have never seen before. She looked like a little teen princess. Her nipples were hard and her breasts, though small, were firm and tight to her chest, not sagging. Her hair was wet and stretched down her back. Her tan glistened with moisture. I had totally lost track of time as I stared at this beauty before me. I did not even realize that my cock had swollen and stiffen, almost ripping out of my underwear.
"Ugh hummm!" My sister cleared her throat. "Why don't you take a picture, it will last longer?" she asked in a smarty pants way.
"Oh shit...uumm sorry Bec," I tried to apologize.
Then she began to giggle. I was puzzled. I thought she would be so pissed. Why is she laughing I thought to myself. "What?" I asked.
