It might be a good idea to read Ch. 01 if you haven't yet read it before starting on this part. This is the second part of a true story of my sexual relationship with my 18 year old sister.
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For the next few days, after our little escapade up the fields, nothing much happened except an occasional grope as we passed one another in the house. That was Charlie groping me as well as the other way round.
I can honestly say that I never considered the incest aspect of our encounters. Charlie was just an attractive girl who had bits and pieces that I wanted to get to know as much as I could. I'm afraid that my brains had just descended down to way below my belt!
It was a Friday night, I think, and Charlie was in her bedroom. I had just had a bath and came out of the bathroom in my dressing gown.
As I reached her door I whispered 'Charlie.'
'Yes, what?'
I opened her door a little and could see that she was sitting on her bed, in her nightdress, brushing her long blond hair.
'I'm feeling horny,' I whispered.
'Mm mm I am too, well a bit,' she replied, 'I'll come out on the landing.'
Whilst Mum was slightly deaf and wore a hearing aid, Dad's hearing was A1, hence the whispers. We also did not meet in Charlie's room as, except for a few rugs, it had a wooden boarded floor and the sitting room, where Mum and Dad were, was directly below it. On the landing we could hear immediately if the sitting room door opened and skedaddle back into our respective rooms or into the bathroom.
We both sat down on the carpet 'yoga' style, with our legs crossed. My dressing gown opened below it's tie displaying my erect cock, my sister's crotch was still covered with the hem of her nightdress but I soon equalled things up by rolling her hem above her thighs. She started to stroke my cock between her thumb and her second finger.. continuously, just over the ridge of my helmet down to it's base and back up again. I was transfixed on her hand and could not do anything but sit there with a silly grin on my face. When the ring she had made with her fingers popped over the rim of my helmet it felt so exquisite. After less than a minute of this I could not take any more.
'I'm coming,' I squeaked as I shot my cum all over her inner thighs, her hand and her wrist.
'Wow! That was a lot,' as she started licking her hand and wrist. She the started to scoop it up from her thigh and each time licked her fingers dry.
'I could get used to this,' she said. She then looked at her other thigh, looked at me, 'I think that you should lick this up!'
I wasn't that keen on the idea but I could see her tight furry pussy at the top of her thighs and thought 'well that's where I want to go, so it's a means to an end.'
'Lay back down,' I said as I got to my knees. I started kissing and licking down the inside of her right thigh till I reached my goal. It did not taste too bad, that's the cum, the pussy tasted delicious. I pushed her knees right back so I could lick all of the way from her little pink bum hole right up to the top of her slit. Her tight rosebud tasted of honeysuckle soap but to lick it was so forbidden and naughty. I cupped my tongue to a point and tried to push it in as far as I could. Charlie was moaning and writhing about in front of me. After a few minutes of tonguing her arse I licked between her arse and her pussy and all of the way up her slit to the little bump, between the folds at the top. I concentrated on this place and it made her start to squeal. I took my mouth away just for a moment to tell her to be quiet, or Dad would hear her, and then carried on tickling her little bump, which seemed to have grown larger, going round and round with the point of my tongue. I just moved down to investigate her pussy hole, when she came, giving me a mouth full of delicious liquid, which I had a job to clear before there was more.
As she came down I heard the sitting room door open and Dad came out. We both evacuated the landing within seconds, Charlie to her room, and me to the bathroom. I flushed the toilet and opened the door just as Dad reached the top of the stairs.
'What's going on up here,' he asked.
'Nothing's going on,' I replied, 'I was in the loo and Charlie has her radio on.'
'Charlotte, turn it down please,' he said as he turned and went back down stairs.
I returned to my bedroom, breathing a sigh of relief that we weren't caught and with a lump in my pants! As I licked my lips I could taste Charlie all around my mouth. I lay back on my bed with my eyes shut, licking my mouth as far as my tongue would reach and wanking myself silly. Tonight's escapades would last me for a little while but I knew I wanted more.
At the lunch table on Sunday Dad suddenly said 'I think I'll go to Chapel tonight Mary.'
Charlie and I looked at one another and smiled!
Dad left for Chapel, Mum was knitting and reading one of her Mills and Boone paperbacks. I was reading, or pretending to read on my bed and Charlie was ˆ opening my bedroom door!
'Can I come in?'
That was a silly question. I had been hard for well over an hour waiting for this moment.
'Of course you can, take the weight off of your feet,' I replied as I pointed to the bed. Charlie had just come from the bathroom and smelt of soap and strawberries. I was sure I would be able to find some cream for the strawberries!! She was wearing a plain white tee shirt and white cotton knickers. As she scooted back on my bed the tee shirt caught under her arse and tightened across her chest. I leant in close and just stared at her chest. Her small breasts and nipples stood out clearly and looked fabulous. I reached out with my right hand and drew my finger down her breast and stopped at her nipple. As I did she gave a little shiver.
'Are you cold?'
'No, that just felt funny. It gave me a kind of tingly feeling.'
I reached out the other hand and held each of her breasts between my fingers with my thumbs on each nipple. Charlie was making moaning noises and I was obviously doing something right.
'Can I take your shirt of?'
She nodded and raised her arms above her head. I lifted it from the bottom over her head. Her tits looked so beautiful. I still had her shirt lifted to her neck with her face and arms still enclosed in the cloth and I just stared at her gorgeous chest. Two little mouthfuls staring back at me. I could feel my mouth filling with saliva. I felt that I was looking for several minutes although it was probably only maybe 10 seconds.
'Well lift it right off then,' came her muffled voice through the tee shirt. 'I can't see under here and it's uncomfortable.'
I pulled her shirt all of the way off of her and tossed it in the corner of my room, then, immediately settled my mouth on her left tittie. I caressed it all over with the tip of my tongue and finally made circles around her now hard nipple. I was overcome by the light clean soapy scent and the heat emanating from her body. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and stroked my tongue over it's tip whilst it was gripped between my lips. I could carry on like this for hours. Charlie was holding my head and pulling it tighter into her chest.
'The other one will get jealous if your not careful.'
I moved my attention to the other side, opened my mouth wide and took in the whole tit. I simply loved it's taste and texture. (Writing this down makes me think of one of my sayings in later life, 'Anything more than a mouthful is a bit of a waste!' I've never been a 'big tit' man.)
'Owe ww! Don't keep doing that, it hurts.'
To hurt my sister was the last thing I wanted to do. I removed my mouth quickly, surveyed the teeth marks around her breast and then kissed and licked all around it, as if to make it better.
'Sorry my sweet. I got carried away!'
She lay back and massaged her tittie and I became aware of her perfume of arousal and the little wet patch on her panties.