it was 'messy', but that there wasn't anything about it that really bothered me. She was ready to believe me once I took some of her menstrual blood and 'painted' a happy face on my chest; after that, the two of us took our first shower together, and masturbated each other to powerful releases. The second thing that got in our way was related to the first: Sis was having periods, and thus could conceivably get pregnant.
While we weren't anywhere near actually having that kind of sex with each other, that we might eventually reach that point was in both our minds. We were honest enough with each other that we talked about it a few times; being the donor and not the recipient, there wasn't a whole lot I could contribute toward finding a solution. I did offer my own thoughts on the matter -' condoms, for example -' not so much out of an interest in actually having sex with her (which, I admit, I was starting to think about), but rather to try and help her solve a problem.
Even while both of us were aware that we would possibly engage in coitus at some point, there was plenty for us to learn and do along the way.
While we started out with masturbating ourselves while the other person watched, it didn't take us long to start trying out other things, as well.
Our first discovery was that as nice as it felt when we touched ourselves, it was even better when the other one did it for us: Sis' smaller, softer hand felt better on my cock than my own did; and she wasn't afraid to tell me that my fingers between her thighs and hands on her breasts pleased her, too. After our mutual masturbation sessions, both of us delighted in sampling the others sexual secretions -' which eventually led us to try sampling them directly from the source – Mom worked with Dad at his engineering business. Sometimes they had to work late, or go in on a Saturday, to stay on schedule; but whenever Sis or I had some after-school thing going on like a part in a class play or some sporting event, one or both of them was always there. But this particular day, neither one of us had anything like that going on, so Mom and Dad had gone in to finish up some project they were working on, leaving me and Sis home alone. After we'd finished our chores -' we were charged with general cleaning; which one of us did what was left up to us -' the two of us were sitting in the family room watching some nature program on TV when they showed a short clip of two animals mating. At that age, I was capable of sprouting an erection when anything even vaguely erotic or stimulating happened, so that brief scene on the TV soon had me tenting the front of the pants I was wearing. I looked over at Sis, and was mildly surprised to see that it must have had a similar affect on her, since I could see where her nipples were slightly denting the light shirt she was wearing (without a bra, further adding to my arousal). Her eyes shifted to look at me, and she must have known what I was looking at because her gaze dropped to the bulge in my pants. I dragged my eyes up to her face, and saw that she was smiling. When she saw that she had my attention, her smile got bigger before she said 'It looks like you liked that as much as I did. What do you say we help each other out?' The sudden increase in the bulging of my pants was all the answer she needed, and she quickly stood up and took her shirt off. Holding it in her hand, she started walking toward me, saying 'Come on -' let's go to my room -' That was all the encouragement I needed, and I quickly moved to follow her toward her room -' and delighting in the way her ass moved as her long, trim legs moved us along.
Once we were in her room, she tossed her shirt off to one side before turning around to face me. When I didn't immediately start taking my clothes off, she got a grin on her face and reached for the waistband on the shorts she was wearing -' knowing that I wanted to watch her undress before I did the same for her. When her shorts, then panties, joined the shirt she'd been wearing, she raised her arms over her head and did a pirouette for me before moving to lie down on her bed. I quickly shed my shirt, but took my time about getting my pants and undershorts off so as to give her a little bit of a 'show'. I knew that it was having the desired effect when I saw the peaks of her breasts pucker, and her nipples erect even more. When I was as naked as she was, I stood at the foot of her bed and looked at her for a few moments to take in the sight of her. Knowing what I was doing, she grinned and raised her arms over her head again, stretching herself out and spreading her legs slightly to give me a good view before asking 'See anything you like?' I didn't have any hesitation about answering 'Oh, yeah!', making her laugh, before I moved to lie on my side next to her. Propping myself up on my elbow, I put my hand on her belly before lowering my head to give her a small kiss. When our lips parted, I looked into her eyes as I told her 'Sis, as nice as it is doing stuff like this with you, what really matters to me is that it's you I'm doing it with -' because you're my sister, and I love you.' 'And I love you, too, Danny; and that's why it's special to me, too' she answered, clearly pleased by what I'd said. I lowered my head to kiss her again, and as our tongues started playing with each other, I slid my hand up her body to cup her breast and start teasing its nipple with my thumb. She released a soft moan into my mouth in response before her hand found my mostly-erect penis. Her cool, soft fingers soon had me completely hard, just as I could tell that my actions had accomplished much the same thing with the nipple I'd been playing with. I wanted Sis to be as excited as I felt, and to get as much pleasure as I did from our intimacy. So as our kisses increased in intensity and duration, I moved my hand to her other breast and gave it the same treatment as I had the first; gently squeezing and caressing it, lightly running my fingertips along its surface, and softly pinching and pulling on its nipple. It wasn't long before I felt her pressing it into my hand as she began to writhe next to me in her increasing arousal.
Knowing that I was having the desired effect, I pulled my lips away from hers so that I could put them to better use: on the small mounds of her developing mammaries. Sis and I had been born about a minute apart -' her first -' but for some reason, puberty hit her a little later than it did me. As a result, she wasn't quite as developed as she might have been: her pubic hair was less developed than mine, and her breasts were barely enough to fill my cupped hands. But what they lacked in size, they more than made up for in quality: what I thought was a perfect mix of soft and firm, smooth, nicely rounded, and warm to my touch; and small, dark areolas that weren't much larger than her nipples, which stuck out maybe half an inch when they were fully erect. So it was a pleasure for me to be able to fasten my lips around the peak of the breast that I'd touched first, and gently suck on it until the nipple was again fully extended. While I was doing that, I wasn't letting my free hand slack off, either: I slowly caressed Sis' belly lower and lower until I felt my fingertips reach the edge of her pubic thatch. Her hair there wasn't as developed as mine, but that was just fine as far as I was concerned; it meant that along with enjoying how soft it was (like the fur on a cats belly), I could still feel the soft warmth of her mons, too. And even better, I could feel the cleft of her sex, and easily find the entrance to her womanhood. I knew she was a virgin, and I wasn't about to try getting one of my fingers in her; but that didn't mean that I couldn't tease her opening, and delight in the heat that seemed to radiate from her, and the aromatic liquid that she produced.
I'd noticed early on that when she touched herself, she seemed to pay particular attention to the area at the top of her opening. When I asked, she wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to let me see that that was where her clitoris was, and explain to me that nearly all of her excitement and arousal seemed to center on it. So while my lips and mouth were busy at her breasts, my hand and fingers were making their own contributions between her thighs: collecting her female oils from the entrance to her vagina, and using them to keep things lubricated while I caressed and teased her exposed clitoris. We'd discovered that it was a lot easier for me to get aroused and climax than it was for her. I suppose I could have been hurt or upset by that difference, but I wasn't. The way I figured it, that just meant that we got to 'play' with each other that much longer! As a result, I had several minutes of fun with my sisters body as I enjoyed bringing her to a level of arousal that matched my own. In return, Sis made sure that I stayed ready -' not that that was difficult for her.
Between softly caressing my erect penis, lightly dragging her fingernails across my scrotum, and occasionally stroking or squeezing my erection, she was able to ensure that I stayed hard. When she was ready, Sis gently eased my head from her chest, which cued me to slip my hand from between her thighs. Sitting up, she spun around on her cute little butt, and the two of us adjusted our positions so that we were head-to-pelvis with each other. With all of my workings on the outside, I didn't have to do anything special; Sis moved to lie on her side and put her foot on the bed so that she opened herself up to me. I could see the nubbin of her clitoris had made an appearance out from under the hood that usually covered it, as well as the thin lips that bracketed her opening and the glistening of her oils between them. It took me no time at all to get my hand back to where it had been, and as I reapplied myself to the pleasurable task of bringing her to a climax, I could see it as her inner lips grew longer and thicker and darker with her increasing excitement. I could also watch as her clitoris became more and more exposed to my tender ministrations. As arousing as the sight of her was, it was the scent of her that stimulated me more than anything else -' and with her open to me that way, the aroma quickly filled my nostrils and then my mind. To this day, I don't know what prompted me to do it, but I suddenly discovered that I'd moved my head between her legs and was using my tongue to taste her oils as they leaked out of her -' quickly followed by her exclamation of 'Oh, Danny! What are you doing?' and a moment later, 'That feels so good!'
