Bear with me here, this is my first submission.. If it's decent I'll do more, and go much further with this :)
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My sister and I had always had a normal relationship for siblings. 3 years my younger, I had always found myself sticking up and protecting her, getting incredibly annoyed when she would follow me everywhere when we were younger, and incredibly moody and irritating as we grew up. Like all siblings, we loved eachother deep down, but in our case you'd need a submarine with a pretty powerful searchlight to find it.
As we got older, and I suppose we matured, we got closer again, both secretly enjoying the trust and friendship we'd got back, though making a point never to admit it.
As such, I'd never, of course, thought of her in any sexual way. To my knowledge, she was still an innocent virgin. It was only when she turned 18 that I found out about a boyfriend for the first time. Any 'bad' thoughts had never crossed my mind. That was to change, however.
It changed by complete accident. I went into her bedroom, hunting for the Television remote we shared. I looked through a couple of her drawers, then found some things that left me speechless. Hidden away, under a pile of deliberately-placed letters, were some of the things an older brother doesn't always expect - or want - to find in his 18 year old sister's bedside drawer. A pregnancy test (negative), sachets of lube, condoms, and even a small pink dildo. I smiled as I picked it up; machines, it seemed, couldn't make a plastic dick as big, or thick as my own penis. I put it all back as it was, and went to my room.
That night, though, I was laying in bed, and couldn't sleep. And in my head, those sexual thoughts appeared for the first time. Was she good? Did she moan? Was she a kinky fucker, a bit like me, or one who just spread her legs and let the guy work? Given the dildo, I doubted that one. Funny, though, because the walls separating our rooms are dead thin, and yet I'd never heard anything. Then, I couldn't help myself. I pulled out my cock, and started to jerk. I'm a pretty decent looking lad; dark hair, a bit of a mop on my head; a bit of a beer gut forming but nothing extensive, a slight tan, fairly handsome features, and pride of the lot, a long, thick, 9-inch cock that I'd buried in many a girl throughout my 21 years. Yet here I was, stroking off thinking about my little sister shoving a load of plastic into herself.
I heard a knock, and started, trying to stuff my penis back into my boxers. I gave up, pulled the covers up, but my sister walked in; and she'd have had to be blind not to have noticed the tent formed on my bed. She seemed to stare, say that she's off out, then bounced out of the room. As she left, I couldn't help but stare at her arse through her leggings, and note the skimpy pink and black thong she had on. I started up again.
The arse was still in my mind for the few hours I was on my own indoors. She was fairly small, about chin-height on me, small, perky breasts, but she'd become a woman; her curves were incredible, and her butt was unreal. I'd always admitted she was a very pretty girl, too.