First Time...
I grew up in a very religious family. We weren't Catholic or some of the protestant groups where you went to mass or Sunday service once a week and considered your obligation to church fulfilled for another 7 days. No, we were in a church service twice on Sundays, at a mid-week service on Wednesdays, and often attended church social functions at least one other night of the week. You see, my Dad was the pastor, so our lives pretty much revolved around our church. My sister, brother, and I even went to a private school run by our church.
As you can imagine, that much religion can create an atmosphere where the only acceptable conversation, activities, and even thoughts must be "pure". Not an easy environment for 3 teenagers who's every thought was about all of the "forbidden fruits". They say preachers kids turn out to be the worst, all of those pent up frustrations eventually come out all at once instead of being able to work things out a little at a time. Maybe that theory explains what happened between my sister and me during the summer after I turned 18 and graduated from high school.
My sister, Dawn, is two years older than me. She is about 5' 6" and 120 with long auburn hair and brilliant green eyes. She has small-C cup breasts and a great heart-shaped ass that balances her out nicely. She played a lot of sports in high school and had a well toned body with long sleek legs. I would be lying if I said that I didn't try to sneak peeks at her when she showered or was changing, of course always feeling guilty about it afterwards.
My name is Jim, and I am 6' even and about 185 with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. I also played a lot of sports and kept in pretty good shape. I am not threatening to be Mr. Universe, but I am not ashamed to take my shirt off at the beach either.
My family lived in a small house in Florida. With 3 kids and my great-grandfather living with us, we did not really have enough bedrooms for everyone. So my Dad converted the garage into two bedrooms for my sister and me. It wasn't the best construction, but it was functional. He didn't put up drywall, just covered the 2x4 studs with thin paneling. Because of this, I could pretty easily hear everything that my sister was doing in her room. I didn't really think about it, but I guess she could hear everything that I did also. One of the best things about our bedrooms is that they are on the opposite end of the house from my parent's room.
On the first Monday after graduation, my sister had the day off of work and I had not started a summer job yet, so we spent most of the day outside lying in the sun and swimming in the pool. We were alone for the day since my parents had taken my great grandfather to a series of doctor's appointments and my brother still had school for another week. Of course, I took opportunities when my sister wasn't looking at me to scope out her body. Dawn was wearing a black one-piece bathing suit that had a thin strap that tied behind her neck to hold the top up. Yeah, it was a little reserved, but she looked stunning in it and these images would fuel my imagination for those late night masturbation sessions.
At one point when we were both in the pool throwing a Frisbee around, Dawn dove for an errant throw and ended up going under water pretty hard. When she came back up, the tie around her neck had come undone and her top had slipped off of her left tit. It was the most fantastic sight I had ever seen. I had caught little glimpses down her shirt at her bra covered breasts at times, but here she was standing about 15 feet from me with one breast completely uncovered. Dawn had dark nipples that were about the size of a half-dollar centered on her slightly upturned perky breasts.
Of course, I stopped dead and couldn't help but stare at her while almost instantly sprouting one of the largest hard-ons ever. She looked a little perplexed at my sudden change in countenance. That is until she followed my stare and looked down at her uncovered breast. She immediately ducked back under the water to fix her bathing suit.
When she came back up, there was a strange mix of emotions running across her face. First embarrassment, then anger, then something else, maybe pride that she had that affect on me. She didn't make a big deal about it; she got out of the pool, dried off and went into the house without saying a word to me.
I felt like shit that I hadn't been more of a gentleman and turned around or said something to her. I hadn't meant to stare, but I was an inexperienced 18 year old male with a lot of pent up frustration. After my erection eased enough that I could get out of the water without it pointing my way forward, I dried off and went to apologize to her.
"Dawn, can I come in?" I asked, knocking on the door to her bedroom.
"Why? Want another peep show?" She asked.
"Listen, I am really sorry about staring. Can I come in instead of talking through a door?"
After hearing some rustling through the door, she opened up and I thought my jaw was going to drop off and my eyes were going to jump out of their sockets. She was standing there completely naked. I looked down at her pussy and noticed that she had a well manicured landing strip of dark brown hair ending just above her clitoral hood. Of course, my reaction was about the same as before, I froze, stared, and sprouted a huge erection.
