Setup:
I, Steve, 21 am in my room (still living at home) studying when I hear my older sister, Michelle 31, and my younger sister, Lisa 18 in Lisa's room, and the conversation and subsequent actions are... well, unexpected. Or read and be the judge yourself.
Enjoy, and for new readers of my material, I am not an English Native speaking person (I'm Swedish),
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"Probably wanna peel it first," I heard my older sister, Michelle say in my younger sister, Lisa's bedroom.
I was in my room, studying for finals when I heard my sister's voice from the adjacent room.
What the hell are they talking about, "better peel it first, " and then:
"I mean, you can do it skin on, but it's thicker that way, and kinda grosser. I washed it though, just in case, but it might be too thick to start with, better peel it first."
Whaaaat? What the hell are they doing in there? It's thicker that way?
"Like, peel it halfway, like you're gonna eat it, but you know, instead, like, you know, just suck on it for a while."
Suck it for a while, and peel. Are they talking about a banana? Are they gonna suck on a banana? Naaaeh, I must've heard wrong.
My older sister, Michelle was 31 years old and has been divorced for about two years now. It was pretty messy because of the children and the fact that he came from money. This almost devastated Michelle, she had lived a very glamorous life, but now that was abruptly gone, just because of one single mistake, she slept with a co-worker at a start-up event and her husband found out, and of course, he had put in and cheating-clause in their prenup. So, she was homeless for a while, and with only her meager salary to live on.
She spent next to nothing on clothes, makeup, or eating out. Her only real luxury was the gym, which she attended three evenings a week. My sister lived nearby but we didn't really see each other that often, except for the times Michelle would come home for dinner (she basically lived on frozen food at her apartment). Michelle freely admitted she probably drank a little too much but otherwise she was frugal.
What was she good at: well she started thinking about her old job, as a professional pool player, but she stopped playing almost 8 years ago and there was no way she could come back on the tour again. 8 years is a long time not playing pool.
She would survey the row of coins on the side of the table and take on the challenges, losing a few deliberately, massaging egos and complaining that it was bad luck, and then winning the ones that counted. After about an hour, she'd usually made enough and she didn't want to skim from them, and they usually got somewhat upset, but she desperately needed the extra money. It's a good thing that she was very pretty. The pool hustling was what brought her back on her feet, and with Mom and Dad's help she eventually got an apartment and her life back on track.
Lisa was quite the opposite of Michelle (not half as pretty as Michelle, but don't tell her I said so), she was athletic and fit, and played on the volleyball team, well, not a starter or anything, but she was on the squad.
Lisa was almost my height, with fairly big, muscular thighs and broad shoulders. She had dark red hair that curled luxuriously past her shoulders and contrasted nicely with her pale complexion. She had a sly face with thin, crimson lips and a long aquiline nose, which, well, I didn't like.
Lisa was 18 at that time, and she was very, very inexperienced with boys, I think she had a boyfriend a few years ago, but that could've just been a rumor as well.
I don't really understand why though, she was ok-looking, and she looked damn good in her Academy's volleyball uniform; A white jersey t-shirt with crimson trim on the collar and sleeves, with the school emblem on her right breast. Underneath that was a white sports bra that felt a bit excessive because her small titties didn't bounce around much even without it.
The real treat was the dark red volleyball shorts. These marvels of textile engineering looked like they were both painted on and alive on their continuous quest to crawl up inside the wearer's ass crack. Lisa's butt actually looked cute in them, with her creamy twin bubbles of bouncy flesh that seemed to devour the shorts as she moved around in them. Finally, some white socks with the Academy logo and red and white trainers completed the package.
"I've had bananas in my mouth before," Lisa blurted.
Wait, I have to see this, what the hell is going on in there?
I snuck out of the house, made my way to the backside, and stopped by her window.
There was Lisa, her red hair was up in pigtails, her face completely without make-up, wearing a thin white blouse that was tied off under her chest to show off her toned stomach and also let me clearly see her tiny nipples through the fabric. Ah, braless today. Her nipples were actually pretty visible. She had a tiny grey pleated skirt on, knee-high white socks, and black plastic schoolgirl shoes.
I could see her blush as she stared at the banana in her hand.
"First you peel it," Michelle prompted.
Michelle looked stunning, as usual, I have to say. She was/is by far the prettiest one in the family. She had on a green halter top type dress that was strapless and tight on the top but flowing from the waist down. It was a shorter dress. It went to about mid-thigh. She was also wearing wedge heels, which actually looked very sexy on her.
Just like Lisa, her nipples poked out of her top letting me to believe that she wasn't wearing a bra either, and maybe no panties. Hmmm
Lisa slowly peeled the banana back to about halfway.
"Put it in your mouth," Michelle urged helpfully.
"I know."
"Well... you're not doing it."
"I... I can't."
"Sure you can, but whatever you do, don't bite off a piece. Boys don't like when you bite their cocks." Michelle said laughingly.
Lisa smiled and almost giggled, and just enough tension was released that she took a deep breath, then brought the banana to her mouth.
"There ya go," Michelle said. "In it goes. Doesn't have to be deep yet. Just get some in there."
It looked like my older sister was teaching my younger one to suck cock. It fucking does.
I felt my cock start to fill up. Lisa looked like she wanted to be somewhere else, but she opened her mouth and pushed a short piece of it in her mouth, then kind of just held it there.
"Give it a kiss if," Michelle said. "Or out and then back in again. Or go deeper. Lots of options, really. In fact, if you don't wanna go right to it when the real thing happens, you can always spend some time licking and kissing."
Lisa pulled the banana back and gave it a kiss. She swiped her tongue out and licked it from a quarter of the way down up to the tip.
"I dunno. That just feels silly," Lisa said.
"Now, we all have to start somewhere. I told you, it was Mom that taught me, and I felt stupid in the beginning as well. Don't worry, it's just you and me here, sis."
Ya right.
Lisa nodded her head and tried bobbing her head a little, but it didn't quite feel right. Nor did licking or kissing or anything Michelle had suggested.
Michelle took the banana from Lisa, closed her eyes, put it straight into her mouth, and then started bobbing on it, up and down, pulling entirely off at times kisses and licks. Eventually, she paused to peel the skin down further, then, looking at Lisa, she tilted her head back some and took it partway down her throat, held it there, then flourished back out, presenting it back to Lisa.
