All characters, although fictional, are depicted as being 18 years old, or older.
Jim here again. Following up on my first adventure of getting a 'cracker' from my sister Karen.
Karen had a date that Saturday night with her boyfriend Carmine. I was expected to be taking my girlfriend Ginny to the movies and then, hopefully, to the local teenage parking spot for some one on one time.
I was still recovering from my activity earlier with my sister. I could hear her next door getting ready to go out. They were going to some friend's house party. I figured that she would probably give Carmine something (Cracker?) at the parry or in the car somewhere. We would compare notes tomorrow.
Dad let me use his car and I picked up Ginny in time for the early show. We watched the action adventure movie munching popcorn and looking like a couple of wholesome American kids. Try as I might, it was just too dark in the theater for me to get a good look down her blouse but I did manage to get my arm around Ginny and cop a couple of quick feels on her right boob. Ginny, of course, kept her hands in her lap.
After the movie, I drove us to the usual dark spot. I recognized a few of the cars as I parked. I envy my parents who could go parking in cars that were not equipped with bucket seats. Ginny and I kissed, hugged and otherwise got familiar with each other. I got familiar with her boobs and she got familiar with my hands. Ginny let me go under her blouse but not under her bra. I tried putting her hand on my cock but she quickly moved it back to her own lap. After an hour or so of wrestling, I finally took her home. She surprised me when it was time for the traditional goodnight kiss on her front porch. Ginny really leaned into it and pressed herself against me for what I can only describe as a 'whole-body' kiss.
I walked back to the car with a medium sized 'trouser tumor'. I was home way before Karen. My parents were already in bed. So, after an almost obligatory raid on the refrigerator I retreated to my room and my laptop. The usual searches produced the expected results and I was able to rub one out and fall asleep before Karen got home.
Sunday mornings were another routine in our house. Mom got up early and went to church while Dad slept in. I got up around nine and noted Karen's door shut with her room very quiet. I went on down and started a pot of coffee and watched the news on the small TV in the kitchen.
As usual, Mom came home from church just after ten with Donuts, Bagels and the Sunday newspapers. She greeted me and headed into the bedroom to get Dad up. I guess that Dad was already 'up' when she got there because I didn't see her again for about forty minutes and she looked just a little more 'relaxed' in her robe than when she went in. I wonder if Dad got a 'cracker'?
Dad was soon out and the three of us were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee, munching on various breakfast options and reading different sections of the papers. Just before eleven, Karen strolled in still looking sleepy. She was wearing some thin, slinky pajama pants and a wife beater shirt. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra but nobody seemed to notice except me. The casual meal went on for a little while longer before Mom and Dad declared that they were full and were going to get changed.
As soon as the parents disappeared, I got into my usual routine of cleaning up. I put the uneaten pastry into the fridge, collected up the plates, cups and silverware and moved them into the sink for their pre-wash. Karen remained at the kitchen table looking through the Sunday Comics pages for a few minutes while finishing up her coffee.
I was standing at the sink with my hands in the water when Karen came up on my left side. She pushed her hip against mine and said: "A little room please."
I decided to have a little fun with her and only stepped back about a half pace. Karen took the bait and slid herself between the sink and me wedging her butt snugly against my now enlarging cock. She felt really good. Saying nothing, she proceeded to wash and rinse her cup, plate and silverware before depositing them into the dish drainer. When that was done, she pushed her butt back against me a little more firmly before wiggling it back and forth: "I see, or rather feel, that you're awake already little brother."
I pressed myself against her and moved my hands to her upper arms. She didn't resist and, I think, she actually pressed her butt against me a little more firmly. My half erect cock was now snugly wedged between her butt cheeks and the day was starting out better than I had expected. I was willing to stand there like that for the rest of the day but we soon heard Mom yelling in from the front room: "We're going over by your grandmother - anybody want to come along?"
I quickly backed away from Karen's ass leaving her standing at the sink: "No Mom, I've got too much homework to do."
Karen: "Thanks Mom, I've got to get my clothes sorted and put away - say hello to Gramma for me."
We heard the front door close and understood that we were alone again. I quickly walked into the living room in time to see Dads car pull away with both parents in it. Karen graciously finished up the little that was left to do in the kitchen and joined up with me at the foot of the stairs.
We ended up half sitting and half laying on my bed again. Karen was still showing a lot of side boob through the arms of her shirt and I wasn't going to say anything about that. Her little nipples were poking small dents in the front of the shirt and I was alright with that, too.
"So, did you get any from Ginny last night, as if I had to ask?"
"Sadly no. She's starting to warm up but it's all still on the outside of the clothes and waist up only. What about you?"
"I got to where I needed to go a few times, thank you. Carmine has wonderful hands and he can get me off faster than imaginable. We didn't get a chance to get horizontal anywhere and, if I knew that Mom and Dad were going out today, I would have invited him over."
"How long do you think they will be gone?"
"Hard to tell, either just an hour or so or all afternoon; it's hard to predict."
"So poor Carmine went home with blue balls then?"
"No, that detail was attended to. I have pretty good hands myself. It's just a lot messier in a car, that's all."
"So, what's on the agenda then?"
"I don't know. Let's just talk for a while. Want to see my tits?"
"Sure! I'd love to see those puppies."
Karen grabbed the bottom of her shirt and whipped it up and down so fast that I missed half of her flash just by blinking my eyes. I had to rely on flash memory to really appreciate the short view that I got. Karen was giggling for a few seconds before she took pity on me and lifted the front of her shirt for a good ten seconds or so. This gave me a great look at her appropriately sized chest bumps. Her areola were about the size of a quarter and just slightly darker than her lips. Her nipples looked like little flower buds. All in all, I appreciated the view and thanked her: "Wow, that was great - Thank You."
"You're welcome. But, I intend this to be a sort of trade."
"A trade?"
"I want to see your balls."
"What? My Balls. Why? Why don't you just look at Carmine's balls?"
"He lets me touch him with my hands and, as you've seen, he gets naked when I give him a cracker, but I've never had the opportunity to really look at and touch him in the light."
"And you're just curious? Why not look in an anatomy book?"
"It's not the same as being able to touch. I showed you my tits didn't I?"
"Yeah for what ten seconds? And I wasn't allowed to touch."
"How about if I take off my shirt the whole time that I'm looking at your balls?"
Recognizing that we were now negotiating, I decided to try a slightly different tack: "How about a little 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine'?"
Karen thought about it for a couple of moments: "What are the limits?"
"Perineum to navel with a little touching for clarity."
"I know what my navel is but what is a perineum?"
"That's the space between your asshole and your vagina."
"Wow! Let me think about this for a few minutes."
"Take your time."
Karen decided that she needed a quick shower and that after that, she would consent to a mutual 'exploration' session. I was to strip off and wait for her on her bed. Karen would come into her room after her shower and we could look and touch. Knowing that the process would likely get both of us a little 'horny' she suggested that we do the 'no panties' cracker immediately after the viewing. This sounded like a great plan to me and I readily agreed.
She got up and headed through the bathroom to her own room. I got up and stripped off. I wrapped a towel around myself like yesterday and went through the bathroom to Karen's room. She was just then coming into the bathroom dressed similarly - we smiled as we passed. Karen closed the bathroom door to her room as I was sitting myself on her bed. There was no towel there for her to lay on but the little pillow was sitting on top of her dresser. The jar of lube was right where I had left it on her night table and all seemed ready. And by ready I include my rapidly expanding cock. I was almost as hard as I could be and I was anxiously awaiting Karen's return.
Finally, the bathroom door opened and a towel clad Karen came into the room. She walked over to the bed and let the towel drop to her waist. With just her boobs exposed, she looked at me and raised one eyebrow expectantly: "On the count of three?"
I nodded and she started counting. When she reached three I pulled the towel off of myself and she did the same. She was staggeringly beautiful. Great boobs, her torso narrowed to an attractive waist. There was a well-trimmed strip of hair on her mound, gracefully curved hips and an overall glow from her recently washed body. I couldn't help but stare in awe and felt my cock get even stiffer.
Meanwhile, Karen was looking me up and down. She looked at my stiff cock and turned her head slightly while looking at my balls. She put her towel on the bed just like it was yesterday. She then climbed onto the bed next to me and just stared at my erection: "Can I touch it?"
