My little sister

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Mason walked into his Parents place after another busy day at work. He had been up since 6 in the morning and just wanted to sit down and crash for ten minutes before he had to contemplate cooking himself dinner. His Parents worked long hours themselves, never getting home before 7 or 8 at night and that's why they were happy for him to be living in the granny flat out the back. His older brother had lived there until two years ago when he had been offered a job in New York at double his pay and had quickly moved out. He had quickly taken it over leaving the main house his Sister's domain. That had been when he had just started working and it had worked out well. He could leave in the mornings without disturbing anyone and come home and supposedly look after his Sister for his parents. Speaking of the horror he wondered where she was.

Sitting up from where he had flaked it on the kitchen table he threw his lunch box in the sink along with his thermos and then went looking for Abby. He hated walking in his heavy work boots but he wasn't changing until he got to his room and he had to make sure the little runt was alright first. He checked the fridge for notes but seeing none he then headed for the lounge. "Abby, Hey Abby you home," he yelled as he walked through the house. There was no answer but as he turned the corner into the lounge he had to stop and stare at the sight in front of him.

His 18 year old sister was once again prancing around half naked. Well technically she was clothed but if you called a thong and a thin as, white t-shirt with no bra on being clothed she was. This time she seemed to be dancing to whatever was playing on her I-pod or phone or whatever gadget she was using this time. Whatever it was it meant she hadn't heard him. Mason watched his sister dance for a bit. He had to admit she was looking good. All that swimming and sports she was doing was paying off. Her body was looking good and from what he could see through that T-shirt she sure had a nice set of breasts. And her ass was really nice and firm.

Suddenly Mason realized what he was doing. Damn he really did need to get laid like the guys at the construction site were telling him. Who could blame him though, his sister was always prancing around in stuff like this and he had no time to go out and find a girlfriend. He was at work from 6:30 in the morning until 4:30, then home to look after his Sister. If she didn't stop prancing around in these outfits he was going to go nuts. He often wondered if she knew what she was doing to him.

'Hey Abby, Abby For gods sake Abby turn that stupid thing off," he yelled.

Looks: Work; http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/20...er-d4j80oj.jpg

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“Abby, that is outstanding.” Her high school journalism teacher beamed. Abby had been working hard on the 2 page swim team spread for the yearbook, and truth be told, she was very proud of it. She was on the swim team as well as the senior year book editor. It was odd for the editor to create the spreads but she wanted it to be perfect as it featured her and some of her best friends. She was always curious, always asking questions, but always friendly which seemed to make her a great journalist.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Todd” she said as she hugged him, squeezing herself to him. He hugged her back and she pulled away. Her smile lit up her face. Abby was very friendly and touchy by nature.

Growing up her family always joked that she had no since of “personal space” because if you were reading, she would lean over your shoulder, her hair tickling your neck, as she nosed her way around. If you were on the couch watching a movie, chances are, when Abby sat down it would be almost on top of you. Even if there was 5 empty feet of couch, she always sat right next to someone. She liked being close. It made her feel safe and secure. She was blissfully unaware that it might make someone uncomfortable.

Sometimes her brothers would push her away, saying “Abby!! Move!! Scoot over!” but she was persistent and had a way of always getting her way. Her parents were to blame for that one though. When Abby’s big brothers would complain, their parents would respond with “Be sweet to her, she is your little sister!! She loves you, just let her sit next to you. Don’t be mean to her!” Abby would grin like a Cheshire cat, knowing she had gotten her way, again.

Last period was swim team. It was her favorite time of the day. She was able to relax. She padded down the busy hall. She walked with pride, smiling at friends and acquaintances as she walked down the corridor.

“Ugh” she groaned to herself. Matt pressed Kim English, the big boobed, head cheerleader against her locker as he kissed her, and groped her butt. Matt and Abby had started dating junior year. She really liked him and he was her first. It started slow but as summer heated up, so did Abby and Matt’s relationship. She was heartbroken when he dumped her out of the blue when school started back. He said Abby was “cute” and “sweet” but he needed someone more “adventurous” and “womanly”. Whatever, she was SO over him. She had dated a few boys since and Jake on her swim team was perusing her pretty feverishly but she told Jake every time they went out that she loved hanging out with him but she was not looking for another boyfriend anytime soon.

She opened the door to the natatorium and the heavy smell of chlorine comforted her. She walked into the girl’s locker room and striped off her standardized dress uniform, blue cotton thong and white bra and put her clothes in her locker, standing nude, by the wooden bench, she talked to her team mates about the upcoming meet and stroke assignments. Abby was very comfortable in her own skin. Now, at 18, she was 5’5, athletic build, long dirty blonde hair and blue green eyes. She had the build of a gymnast not a swimmer but she was a swimmer, in fact the top girl on the team. Her thighs were solid muscle and she powered herself through the water with ease. Her body was waxed, completely hairless. All of the girls on the team and most of the boys did too. It was just something you do when you spend 350 days a year in a swim suit.

“Abby, I need a 2000 IM from you today” her coach directed. She swam her 500M of each stroke with pride. Breast, butter, back, free. She loved the IM. After practice she hit the locker room for a shower. All of the girls showered every day in the communal stall. Soap, shampoo, conditioner and rinse. Once she was satisfied the chlorine was off of her skin and out of her hair she gave Tessa and Piper a slippery hug goodbye and headed to her locker to dry off and dress.

Abby, got in her car and headed home. She was the only one of her siblings to get a new car, both of her brothers were given fixer-upers when they turned 16 but not Abby. Her parents said they didn’t want to ever have to worry about her being stranded on the side of the road. Her brother’s moaned about the injustice but her parent’s just ignored them, stating there are differences between raising boys and girls.

She pulled in the driveway and frowned to herself as she was the first home. She hated coming home to an empty house. She mentioned it once to her dad and he insisted that her big brother alter his work schedule “as long as he was living here” to make sure he would be home with her. She didn’t need a sitter but she did really enjoy the company.

She went to her room, tossing her backpack into her desk chair and stripping off her pants. It was the first thing she did every time she got home. She often joked that if they would let her, she would not wear pants to school either. She took off her polo and bra and put on one of her favorite tees. It was so soft and comfy. She noticed the years had made it more sheer than it had ever been but the silky softness made up for that.

She popped in her ear buds, fired up itunes and headed to the kitchen to make an afterschool snack. She put the popcorn in the microwave and proceeded to dance around the house. She saw a flutter out of the corner of her eye and turned quickly, her thin tee fluttering up, exposing her thong covered mound and flat belly.

Abby saw her brother’s lips moving as he spoke to her but couldn’t hear him. She pulled out her buds and jumped towards her brother, embracing him in a quick but tight hug hello.

“What did you say? Popcorn should be ready, want a snack?” she rambled out as she bounced towards the kitchen.
 
Mason just shook his head. Once again his Sister was in another one of her flighty moods. Ever since that creep Matt had dumped her at the start of the year for that tart Kim English it was like she had been on a personal quest to try everything that made her feel good. Unfortunately for him that didn't include pants. He followed her into the kitchen and sat down while she pulled the popcorn out of the microwave. She dumped it into a bowl and then sat opposite him at the table. As they started to eat he looked at her. She had grown up a bit over the summer and she was now a lot prettier than he remembered. That Matt guy was an idiot for dumping someone as good looking as his sister. From the gossip he had heard about Kim he knew why he had gone after her. Did that mean that Abby was not doing that sort of thing.

Ahh he needed to stop thinking about this type of stuff. It was doing his head in. "So squirt what's for tea tonight?" He knew Abby hated being called squirt but ever since he had started to grow he had always towered over his sister. She was 5'5" while he was 6'3". She was built like a gymnast all whip thin and toned. He was a big muscular guy who's muscles came from hard labor. Most people didn't pick them as brother and sister until they smiled and then the family resemblance came out.
"Mum cooked that stew on the weekend and we just have to reheat it. I can do that while you go and shower. You stink," she told him.
Mason grinned. "Course I do, I work for a living not swim in a fancy pool all day." He chuckled and ducked as a towel came flying at him. Grabbing a handful of popcorn he retreated to his room out the back to shower and change. As he got in he had a devilish thought, maybe he would give Abby a taste of her own medicine tonight.
 
Abby groaned and rolled her eyes in that over exaggerated teenage girl way when Mason called her squirt. She wrinkled her nose as she got a whiff of her brother. He really needs a shower.
He set off to shower and she pulled dinner out to get it ready to reheat.

Honestly their life felt very domestic. They were close, closer than most brothers and sisters. When your parents work a lot, and take a lot of weekend trips, you learn to depend on each other. Their parents always put the kids first in the since of making sure they were financially stable and had every THING they needed but sometimes, what you need aren't things and for those times she had Mason.

Abby was lost in thought as she heated the stew. She remembers her brother helping her with her homework, he was there if she had a bad day at school, or to give her a ride, before she was old enough to drive. He was her rock. She adored him. A few of her friends drooled over her "hot" brother but to her, he was caring, he was funny, he was gentle, he was protective, he was attentive and honestly she didn't think about his physical appearance much because what he had on the inside was what she loved so much about him.

She got out dishes and set the table for two. Instead of sitting across from him she set her place to her brother’s right. She liked being close to him.

Abby put the stew, a loaf of bread and butter on the table. She got herself and ice water but didn't know what Mason would want. She walked to his space into his bedroom, and straight into the bathroom where she heard the shower still running.

"What do you want to drink? Beer?" Abby said.

Again, modesty and privacy never even registered to her. It just never occurred to her.
 
Mason was almost finished his shower. He had just finished washing his hair and had finally gotten all that stupid concrete dust out of it and was reaching for the taps when he heard his sisters voice in his bathroom."What do you want to drink? Beer?" Of course she would just waltz right in, the idea of personal space being totally foreign to her. Well he was going to give her a shock. He turned the water off and rinsed himself off then stepped out of his shower naked and turned and looked at his sister his cock already slightly swollen. Acting surprised he quickly grabbed a towel and covered himself. "Geez Ab's, give a guy some warning next time will ya. That's not something I should be flashing at my sister. Now what did you want?"
She repeated her question and he shook his head. "No not tonight. I will just have some orange juice thanks. This new job is a killer. The boss is trying for the early deadline and if we make it we all stand to share in the bonus money, but boy is it a killer schedule. I'm just glad there are only two weeks left."
Abby nodded and headed back to the kitchen and Mason smiled. That was one of the few times she had not talked his ears off. He put on a good pair of silk boxers he liked to sleep in and then started to reach for his shorts and top, then stopped. Maybe he would just go to tea in his boxers. Let's see how she coped with that.
 
Standing, waiting for his response, she was startled when her bother shut off the water. She thought we was going to poke his head out, like she would have done but nope, Mason got out of the shower naked. Totally naked.

Her eyes were wide and her mouth hung open. He was not the first boy she had ever seen totally naked, in real life, but he was the second, and he was the 3rd penis she had seen.

His chest was broad and rippled. Her brother is so much taller than her, almost a full foot, and she felt like she was eye level with his cock. The moment, was only a few seconds but it seemed as if time had stopped. Her pulse raced, she held her breath, and never blinked. Her eyes never left his body and it wasn’t until he wrapped the towel around him that she heard him speaking and looked up at his face. She only caught the tail end.

“….I should be flashing at my sister. Now what did you want?” he said, staring into her eyes. She was flush and stammered out, “Uhh, I uhh, wanted to know what you wanted. Wanted to drink, that is”

He responded but honestly she didn’t hear him. She walked out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen, never looking up and never getting him a drink. She sat down at the table.

When she sat, she noticed the moisture between her teenage folds and the coolness of the wood on her bare ass cheeks. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was never embarrassed, ever, so why was she now? For the first time she saw her brother as a guy, not just her big brother and it was unnerving. It is like the first time in 6th grade when you realize your parents still have sex and it eeks you out to think of them as “people” who do “that”. Seeing her brother’s cock did the same, it aroused her and she wondered how big it would get when hard, how many women he had been with and even if he masturbated. But at the same time she was totally repulsed by herself for thinking about him in such a way that she knew was so wrong both morally and legally.
 
Mason walked inside in his white satin boxers with the cartoon devil on them. Like them he was feeling a bit devilish himself. For once he was the one making his Sister flustered and he was enjoying it. It was about time she found out what it was like to be around her for any left of time.

He walked into the kitchen and found Abby sitting at the table. She hadn't poured him a drink or started to serve the dinner. Boy he thought to himself, he must have really shocked her a lot more than he thought. Grinning a little he decided to see just how far he could push this.

"Hey Abby. Earth to Abby. What's going on with dinner? I thought you were dishing up and getting us a drink? What are you doing just sitting here?" As he talked he moved closer and closer to her until he was standing no more than a few steps away, his crotch right at her eye level.

He found himself getting a little excited at what he was doing and his cock grew a little forming a bulge in his boxers that Abby could not fail to notice. Getting a little embarrassed he sat down and looked at his sister."Well Abs how about getting us dinner."
 
Abby shook her head to try to clear her thoughts, literally trying to shake them out of her head and looked up at her brother.

“Oh Sorry. I got side tracked. Wanna help?” Abby said. She got the food dished while he got himself a drink.

Their family was not overly modest. Her mom often watched tv in the living room in her long gown and her dad in plaid pajama pants. The fact that her brother stood before her in nothing but boxers was not lost on her but it did confuse her. She could not think of a single time she had seen him in just his underwear, denim shorts with no top sure, all the time, but just underwear, never.

“Why don’t you have any shorts on?” she blurted out just as they sat down together.
 
Mason had been ready for this question. "I couldn't find anything clean and you told me to hurry. Besides your always flouncing around in just a thong anyways so I really didn't think you would mind for just one meal," he grinned. "If it's a problem I can always go and hunt through my draws or try and find that dressing gown Mum and Dad bought me last Christmas but you know the state of my closet," he laughed.

Mason's closet had two sides. One had his work clothes, safety vests and his few going out clothes neatly folded and hung up. The other side had all his other clothes thrown in wherever they fitted. He had t-shirts on top of shorts on top of pants. It was a mad hodge podge of clothes.

Mason stood up and looked at his sister. "So do I need to go change or what sis?"
 
“Oh, no, of course not. Don’t be silly. Sit down, come eat. It just surprised me. That’s all. If I am comfy, you should be too!” Abby said very matter of factly.

As they sat and enjoyed small talk as they ate; how was work, how was school, and plans for the weekend. It has always been so easy for Abby to talk to her brother. After dinner was finished, and the dishes rinsed and loaded in the dishwasher, they headed to the living room to watch some TV.

Mason sat in his normal spot on the sofa and Abby hesitated before she sat. She always sits right next to him but right now she was acutely aware that her brother was in boxers and what was hidden beneath. She grabbed a blanket off her dad’s chair and sat on the other end of the sofa, opposite her brother. Abby pulled her legs up under her and draped the blanket over her bare legs.

Mason flipped through the channels but she was not paying attention. Her mind kept replaying him in the bathroom and her head was swimming with questions. Things she had never before thought about her brother, but now wanting to know the answers to those questions.

“So, wanna play a game? It’s called 20 questions. I ask you a question, you answer and then ask me a question and I answer. We go back and forth like that. You game?” she says with a sheepish smile on her face.
 
Mason knew what his sister was up to but he decided to play along. He wanted to see where she was headed with this. He had been surprised over dinner when they had just fallen into the Brother sister routine of chat. However once they had hit the lounge room he had seen that she had become anxious again. She hadn't sat next to him and had instead sat as far away as possible and had covered herself up even though it was a warm night. Now this game. Oh yes it was going to be a fun night indeed.

"Okay Sis I guess you can go first seeing as it is your game and all. You can show me what sort of questions you are supposed to ask and all." Mason got comfortable on the couch allowing his legs to spread a little wider providing her with a better view of his crotch.
 
Every move he made, seemed to draw her attention to his crotch. She shook her head and looked at his face. He was grinning, a grin that said something, something she didn't recognize or understand.

Thinking carefully and not wanting to jump into the questions she really wanted to know the answers to, she decided to go with something general.

"Are you dating anyone right now? If so, tell me about her." she asked.
 
"Are you dating anyone right now? If so, tell me about her." she asked.
Mason started to chuckle and then laugh. He saw her face start to get angry and he waved his hands at her. "No, No I'm not...making fun...of the game...or you...it's just...hang on a second," he said as he tried to compose himself. He sat back down straight on the couch and sucked in a few deep breaths. Finally he had himself under control again.

"Sorry Sis just the question was unexpected and the circumstances lately it just hit me as really funny. The answer is no I don't have a girlfriend and look I will even save you a question, the reason is I don't have time. I am up at the crack of dawn or earlier to get ready for work. I go to work from 6 to 4:30 home by 5 and in bed by 9 so I can do it all again. I grab as much weekend overtime as I can so I can save up for my own place so at the moment that leaves zero time for a girl in my life." he looked at her and that seemed to satisfy her. Well maybe he should turn the tables on her. He knew she dated so time to see if she was now,

"Okay sis what about you. You dating anyone at the moment? If so who?"
 
"Just Jake. I think you have met him. He is on my swim team, but it is not serious. I keep telling him I don't want a boyfriend. After Matt... decided, he wanted someone more..." her voice broke. Trying to not look hurt but the pain of him ending it was still evident and the words he used still cut her.

"... someone more "womanly", I just can't have another boyfriend. I am just not interested in letting someone in, ya know? I know I am young but I don't think it makes it any easier to be broken up with." she said, suddenly saddened by the realness of the conversation.

Abby scooted over to her normal spot next to her brother, needing to be close to him right now. Needing his comfort. He put his arm around her and squeezed her shoulder.

"My turn!" Abby blurted out in an almost bouncy, cheerful tone. She had a way of moving on from subject to subject with easy, especially when things got real. Her personality was such that she always tried to lighten the mood, always the optimist.

"So when is the last time you went on a date?" Abby asked. She wondered how long it had been for him.
 
Ok Mason thought, that is one guy not to brake for if I see him on the road. He had got angry seeing how much it hurt his Sister to be dumped by that jerk Matt. He had thought the guy was alright and had always wondered why they had broken up. Now he knew why. The guy had just wanted someone who looked better and probably put out more. If he ever saw that creep he would...

When Abby came and sat next to him he instinctively hugged her, comforting her like he always did. Her next question threw him though and he really had to think.
"Boy Ab's that's actually a tough one. Umm geez it must have been at least when I was your age I think. Maybe prom night. I sure can't remember a date after that one. I basically went to work straight after school remember? I don't regret it for an instant but wow it has been a while hasn't it."

Mason paused a minute to contemplate his situation hen just shrugged it off. "Okay my turn again. Matt seems like a jerk so how far did you two actually go?"
 
Abby flushed immediately and looked down at the floor, how could she tell her brother the truth? She was now regretting this whole game. How is it that it never occurred to her, that he might ask her personal questions too? She was so caught up in wanting to know more about him, it just never registered she might have to answer some of the same questions.

She took a deep breath and sighed.

"You want the truth? Promise not to think less of me?" she said. Mason nodded and squeezed her shoulder again.

"We went all the way. It was the end of July, the first time. We had done other stuff, but it wasn't until about 2 weeks before we broke up that we went all the way. He said he loved me and I believed him. It was nice. We drove out to the lake, and as we sat in the bed of his truck. He bought me a nighty at Victoria Secret and surprised me with it. I put it on, and we did it." she said as she shivered, remembering her first time.

Truth is, they were both fumbling around with the condom and he barely made it inside her before he came. It was over in mere seconds and then he took her home. But true to her bright side personality, her perception was that it was "nice" even if it wasn't very good.

They had done it again the following Saturday night. He had fingered her until she came and then they had sex again, this time with her on top. Even though he was done in less than a minute again she could tell her body liked the position and given a little more time, she would have orgasmed again.

"He was the only one, he is the only person I have ever done it with." Abby said red faced and embarrassed.


"What about you, how many girls have you been with?" She asked, still not able to look into her brother's eyes.
 
Mason blushed this time. He hadn't really thought about his question he had only wanted to know in case he had to go around and deal with the creep. If he had been pressuring Abby into having sex with him and then dumped her because she wouldn't he wouldn't have lasted it past the next weekend.

Now though it seemed his question had backfired on him. He had to be more careful about what he asked. Well fair was fair he guessed.

"Truth Abby. Three girls. I have slept with three girls." He laughed. " Everyone thought I was a huge stud in high school because I was always surrounded by girls, but most of them were just friends or girls that knew Jason. The one or two I asked out blew me off because of my rep and the few that did go out with me were sweet but we just never clicked. The first time I had sex we were both so inexperienced it was a clumsy affair but we learned. My last girlfriend, the one I went to prom with thought I was pretty good, but she was going to college and I was going to work so we ended it on good terms."

He looked at her with a sheepish look. "So there you have it. Your brothers huge sexual list."

He thought about his next question and came up with something safe. "What are you looking for in a boyfriend Sis?"
 
"I never thought that rep fit you. You have always been a really good guy. I have always been proud to have you as my big brother even if all my friends drone on and on about how hot you are. You could have your pick of the girls in the senior class, that I promise you." she said.

She took a second to think, what was she looking for, before she spoke again.. "I guess I would have to say marriage material. I know that sounds crazy but I don't plan on having another boyfriend until I am out of college. I want to date, and have fun. As much as I loved having a boyfriend, not ending it on good terms, sucks even more. I don't want to hurt like that ever again, so I want my next boyfriend to love me. Honesty and truly. That is the only trait that is required. He could be tall or short, I really don't care. Honest, a nice smile, oh and I would love for him to be in ok physical shape. You know I can be a touch competitive." she burst out laughing as she finished her thought. Unable to hold a straight face.

Abby is more than a touch competitive, she is VERY competitive and is the first to challenge "race you" if you have been asked to take out the trash, or get the mail. She loves to win.

Curling her legs underneath her, her thigh poking out from under the blanket and nudging her brother's thigh.

"Alright, my turn," feeling a touch competitive now, "If you have only been with 3 girls, and the last was years ago, what do you do when you are lonely?" She couldn't bring herself to say horny and she wondered if he would understand what she was trying to say, or if he would take her question literally.
 
Now it was Mason's turn to laugh. He looked at his Sister and stared intently at her. "Lonely huh, Couldn't come right out and ask me. Well to tell the truth, normally I am way to tired to even feel that way. I don't watch porn and I don't read it either. I figure if I don't have the time to get any why torture myself. On the rare occasions I have had the urge I have ah...lets say taken the matter in hand."

He turned away from her and blushed a little more. He didn't know why he was telling her this but he trusted his Sister and knew she would never tell anyone what he told her now.

"So what about you dear sister. Have you ever taken things in hand so to speak?"
 
"Um, yeah, I guess a few times." she said looking at his face. Her mind flashed to this morning before she left for school, laying in bed, rubbing herself to not one but two orgasms before she climbed out of bed. She blushed at the thought and averted her eyes down as if he could she what she had been thinking of inside her head.

She had started masturbating long ago, but it wasn't until after she had sex that it became somewhat of an obsession. She never used toys, or anything other than her own fingers. She loved making herself cum. It made her feel so alive and tingly. It was such a euphoric feeling and she craved it.


"So what is your favorite part?" she said. Her brother turned his head and gave her a quizzical look, so she continued.

"What is your favorite part of sex? What is your favorite thing to do or have done? Or has it been SOOOOO long you don't remember" she teased.
 
Mason was getting a little aroused by his sisters questions. He was thinking so much about sex and it had been awhile since he had last masturbated that all the talk was making him rather horny. he felt a familiar tingle in his boxers and looked down to see a slight bulge beginning to form in the front. Oh this wasn't good. He couldn't let his sister see that he was getting turned on. That was just wrong. How to cover it up though.Then he spotted the blanket on Abby's legs.

"Hey Ab's can I borrow some of that blanket. It's getting a little cold and i just want to drape it over my legs as well."
At her nod, he grabbed a side and quickly covered his legs and crotch. Well that was one crisis averted.

"Alright if you really must know, the part that gets me off the most really has nothing to do with me. Don't get me wrong, I love all the things a woman can do to me and for me and there's a lot, probably more than you know little sis. They are good and all but the one thing that turns me on more than them though is when I hear the woman I am with scream out in ecstasy. It doesn't matter how I make her do it just so long as she is doing it. Sometimes I can get her to do it from multiple different ways, sometimes only one, but if she does and so far they have that is my biggest turn on."

Mason thought about recycling her question again but decided it was time he started asking some of his own.
"Alright then Abby seeing as you have already had sex. What would be one of your fantasies. What would you really love to have happen to you if you could have anything sexual happen?"
 
She noticed, he may have thought she didn't but his cock has been the only thing on her mind since bumping into "it" before dinner. Of course she noticed and she shifted herself on the sofa as she noticed her own arousal, dampening her thong.

"Humm, that is a really great question. I actually have quite a few things I would try given the chance but I guess the one I want to do the most is oral. Matt, would finger me but wouldn't use his mouth. He said it was gross. " she made a disappointed half frown and continued.

"I can't believe I just told you that?! I just told my big brother, one thing I want more than anything is to have my pussy eaten. Oh my GOD. You can not tell a soul, swear to me, promise me" she said as she pointed her finger and playfully poked him in the side.

"So mister cocky, you say you know a lot of ways to please, way more than me so tell me one way to please you that would surprise me."
 
Mason was really getting aroused now. Damn why did she have to put that thought into his head. Well he had asked for it he guessed but the thought of going down on his little sister and eating her to orgasm after orgasm was now stuck in his brain. Especially considering his turn on was to please a woman. Had she chosen that on purpose after hearing his answer to her last question? No he guessed not. She had probably heard how good it was from some of her girlfriends and wanted it done herself. He couldn't blame her. He loved doing it himself.

Now he thought about her question. There were a lot of things he could do to a woman that she probably didn't know about, but she had asked about things that could be done to him. Well he had one or two wild things with Kim and had read about a few more with her that she wanted to try before they ha broken up buy he didn't want to tell her some of them. Hmm okay he had one. "Ever heard of rimming Sis. You have to be very clean and I suggest having a shower first before you start this type of sex. It basically involves swirling your tongue around a guys or a girls ass and then poking it inside. It may sound gross but believe me the feeling is out of this world if done right."

"Okay then if we are getting down to these types of questions. Have you ever given a blow job and if so how did you end it?"
 
Her eyes were wide and her mouth gaping open as she blurted out, "Oh.My.God! Are you serious?? You lick back there?? With your tongue??? Seriously??? Oh. MY God. Have you done it? You have haven't you?! YOU HAVE!!! OH MY GOD!!!! There is no way I could do that. I mean I have heard of anal but never a tongue. That is SO crazy!!!"

Just then she came to the realization, maybe she wasn't as experienced as she thought she was. Her brother had honestly shocked her. What if he did other things too, she shivered at the thought. Trying to regain her composure was a joke. She was all jittery and buzzing inside. She had to move.

"I need a drink." she announced as she popped up and jumped over the back of the couch as she headed to the kitchen. Still clad in just a loose tee and thong, she didn't even think about her brother getting an eye full, they seemed way past the point of no return now, and she was loving every second.

Abby came back with a 2L of diet coke tucked under her arm, a two cups of ice in her right hand and her dad's bottle of black label in her left hand. She walked around the couch this time and sat everything on the side table near her brother.

“I’m thirsty” Abby said with a grin as she filled both glasses half full of the black label and the other half with diet coke. She grabbed her and left his sitting on the table next to him.
Sitting back down, nearly on top of him, she grabbed at the blanket, pulling her half on her lap and turned to him. She took a swig and made a ‘yuck’ face, the shrugged.

“Ok, you asked if I have ever given a blow job. Yes, I have given BJs to three different guys. Do you remember Tim who use to live three doors down? Well he was my first. It was clumsy at best, and when he came in my mouth, I gagged. I still managed to swallow most of it, and he was happy. Matt was the next. I was able to perfect it with him. He taught me the ‘breathe through your nose and relax your throat’ technique. After I got that down, I realized how much fun a BJ could be. I loved being able to make him cum so quickly. It would take 5 min if I gave him a hand job, but as soon as he was in my throat he came. I have to admit. I thought it was pretty cool. The most recent was Jake. I don’t think he had ever had a BJ before. He kept telling me he was going to cum and tried to push me off, I could see the fear in his eyes as he let it rip down the back of my throat. After I sucked him clean, he apologized like crazy. I told him he was supposed to cum down my throat but that just seemed to embarrass him more. Maybe that is why he keeps asking me out, he wants to try again.” Abby giggled at the thought.

“I have a good one for you big brother, tell me about your most memorable sexual experience. “ She said with a sly grin on her face, as she took another swig.
 
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