It was 1941 and I had just returned to London on a 2 week furlough from France where I was serving with the British Armed Forces. The reason for my leave was that my Mother had passed away suddenly and it was necessary for my 22 year old sister Annie ,and I to make all the required arrangements for her funeral.
On arriving home Annie met me at the door obviously distraught at the loss of our Mother. She was cradling her 3 month old daughter, my niece, in her arms. I placed my arms around both of them whispering words of encouragement to my sister.
When we were inside she placed her daughter, Julia in the crib turned to me and said “Come and give your big sister a real cuddle” I placed my arms around her and pulled her to me. Despite never really being attracted to my sister I could feel my penis starting to erect and I am sure that she felt it also.
Let me describe my sister, she is not drop dead beautiful as is described in many stories. She is short, about 5 foot 1 inch tall, pleasantly plump, and what could be best described as homely. Her breasts are not overly big, probably about 34C, and I am sure that without a bra and following the birth of Julia would sag. Despite all of this she is my Sister and I love her dearly.
Annie’s Husband is a Pilot in the Royal Air Force and had been seconded to the Royal Australian Air Force as a Training Officer where he was instructing Australian pilots on the vagaries of the Spitfire Aircraft. Unfortunately he could not be released to return home to attend his Mother-in-Laws funeral.
We talked most of the day and caught up on all the news of our friends whom I had not seen since I enlisted at the outbreak of hostilities in September 1939. During the day Annie breastfed Julia on a few occasions but was very coy about showing her breasts. She would undo her blouse and maternity bra placing her nipple in Julia’s mouth and pulling her blouse around her breast so that nothing could be seen.
In the evening I went to my old room at the rear of the house where my bed was already made up. Our home was a typical older London dwelling, one kitchen, sitting room, three bedrooms and a detached bathroom/laundry out the back. I heard Annie leave the house heading for the bathroom and a short time later heard the shower start. Having not had a woman for nearly 2 years I lay there thinking of my naked sister showering. I suddenly had the urge to spy on Annie and I crept out of the house and moved towards the bathroom.
The window to the laundry/bathroom was opened about 1 inch and bending down I could look directly into the shower. Looking in I saw my sister washing and spending what seemed to me to be too long massaging her breasts. Her hands moved down and she started to move her hands up and down her genital area. Her eyes were closed and it was obvious that she was on the verge of an orgasm. Of course, by now I had a massive erection and I started to masturbate to the visions of my sister.
Annie’s fingers started to move in and out of her pussy, suddenly she started to moan “Ronnie” her husbands name, “Fuck my cunt, fuck it hard I’m going to cum” She started to convulse and was completely oblivious to anything else except her pleasure. Of course by now I was on the verge of my own orgasm and with a groan I shot my load all over the laundry wall.
Quickly I wiped myself with my handkerchief and returned to my bedroom. A few minutes later Annie came inside and went straight to her room. I lay in bed thinking of the events of the past day before dropping off to sleep.
About 4am I awoke to the sound of sirens and Annie shaking my shoulder. “Quickly” she said “there is another air raid and we should get to the cellar before the bombing starts.” In the cellar was a double bed and a crib, a small chest of drawers and a cupboard containing a few food items.
