The clock struck 7:45 pm. I left my room to get situated in front of the living room TV. At 8:00, a new episode of To Protect and Serve, the police drama that I liked to watch, would air. The living room had the nice TV and it would be free without my parents home. Entering, I made a beeline to the remote. I was about to lift remote off the end table when another hand came out of nowhere and clenched the other end of it.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I looked up to see my sister, Cassie, reaching for the remote from the couch.
“I’m going to watch TV,” I said matter of factly.
“Yeah, your show starts at 9:00, right, Nate?”
“No. 8:00”
“Well then, sucks for you because I’m watching Who’s Got Talent? At 8:00. I was here first.”
“I grabbed the controller first.”
We both started tugging on our end of the remote. We both held on for dear life, determined not to lose.
“I was here first,” she appealed again.
I managed to get the remote away from her iron grip and I lifted it high above my head.
“But I have the remote.”
Cassie stood up on the couch and snatched it from my hand. I immediately sprung to get it out of her hand again. We kept wrestling each other for the remote and it changed hands a couple more times. Cassie got the controller away from me another time and backed away. For a second, she had a look on her face like she didn’t know what to do now. Then, in one swift motion, she slipped it into the cleavage of her cotton camisole top, crossed her arms over her chest, turned away, and hunched over.
What a dirty trick! She probably thought she had me beat. That I wouldn’t dare try to retrieve the remote from where it was now. But I couldn’t let her win that easily.
I went up behind her and took hold of her arms to pry them away from her chest. In her squirming and struggling, her round little ass rubbed against my crotch. That with the closer contact that her corduroy pants and my basketball shorts afforded made it so I couldn’t help but get hard.
Once I got her arms away from her chest, I plunged my hand into her cleavage. At first I felt a type of softness I’ve never felt before: her boobs. Then I was able to grasp a hard plastic rectangle: the remote.
Before I could move, Cassie crossed her arms over her chest again, trapping my hand there. “You pervert!”
“You’re the one keeping my hand there!” I shot back, as we were now both squirming around to get away from each other.
Somewhere in the scuffle, Cassie lost her balance and brought me down with her. I lost my grip on the remote and as I fell, I instinctively grabbed for something, anything. That something ended up being the top of Cassie’s camisole shirt.
I broke my fall, leaving me on my hands and knees. And Cassie was lying under me. To my shock, her loose shirt was pulled down from the top, exposing her ample breasts. For a minute, I was almost stunned by the sight of them and my dick grew stiffer.
“Are you getting a boner?”, Cassie exclaimed disgustedly. Snapped out of my trance, I looked down at myself to find that my loose basketball shorts were not doing anything to hide my erection.
Cassie kicked me in the stomach and scooted out from under me. She looked at me with an appalled expression once she was away from me. I felt my face getting hot from embarrassment. What was I supposed to say? I’m sorry? It was an accident? Don’t tell mom and dad?
Cassie was now looking at the bulge in my shorts, her face also red and flustered, like she was contemplating it.
“I-I’ll forgive you for this,” she started, “on one condition…”
“Yeah?”, I said, still shaken.
Not quite looking at me, she said quieter, “Let me see your dick.”
My face got even hotter, but I said, “I guess that’s fair. Um… Let’s just go to my room,” my nerves most likely clouding my judgement.
And so to my room we went. My heart was beating super fast. When we got there, I pulled down my shorts and sat on the my bed. Cassie came over. She looked at my cock with a look of intrigue and curiosity. Tentatively, she touched it. It twitched at the contact and she retreated her hand.
“Have you seen a dick before?” I asked her.
Cassie avoided eye contact. “Well, I mean, not in person.”
“Y’know, today was also my first time seeing boobs.” I said. Possibly to reassure her, but I wasn’t entirely sure.
“Yeah, probably because you’re such a loser.”
“Like you’re one to talk.”
Cassie looked at my penis and prodded it some more. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and started slowly and softly stroking it. Up, then down. Up, then down. It felt really nice. This sensation made my breathing more labored. I reached over to feel Cassie’s boobs, which were still out from before.
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” She blurted before she stopped herself. “Never mind. Keep going.”
“You sure you’re not going to bite?” I asked jokingly.
“Haha. Very funny,” she said deadpan.
I felt her breasts again. I fondled them all over for a bit. Her soft, squishy mammaries filled my palms as I tried to feel every inch. I heard Cassie give small moans when my fingers brushed over her nipples. I couldn’t get enough of the feeling of her mounds in my hand while she pleasured me.
And, I wanted more, I wanted to go further. I wanted Cassie.
“Cassie,” I started, “What if we fucked?”
“Do you really want to?” she asked.
“Yeah. I do.”
“Alright, then”
We got up and started taking off the clothes we still had on. I watched Cassie as she stripped. Her nice body was fully revealed to me as she slipped her shirt over her head and slid down her pants along with her pink panties. I was utterly captivated in a way I never thought I would by seeing Cassie naked. She turned around and met my eyes as I stared at her.
Cassie laid on her back on the bed. I positioned myself in-between her legs, overwhelmed with lust for my sister. I lined up my penis at the entrance to her vagina and felt the head of my cock just begin to part her pussy lips. I stopped.
I looked at Cassie and our eyes meet. Her face reflected the same sense of trepidation that was starting to creep up on me as well. I mean, we were brother and sister. The doubt in Cassie’s face was replaced with resolve and she gave a small nod.
I took the signal and continued moving into her. First my head, then her pussy took in the rest of my penis as I slid it in. Being inside of Cassie’s warm, moist hole and her walls surrounding my member was the best feeling in the world. The feeling was made much better when I slowly withdrew part of my erection and starter pumping into her. In and out. In and out.
I built up speed, going faster, and Cassie was now bucking her hips in rhythm with mine, letting me thrust deeper into her pussy. The noise from our moans of pleasure filled the room. Cassie put her arms around me and pulled me in closer to her. The intimate contact of her smooth, bare skin touching mine was indescribable. In a rush of brotherly love, I kissed her passionately on the mouth. Doing all this with Cassie just felt so right.
After a while, my breathing got heavier and I felt a pressure building up in my nether regions. I separated myself from my sister’s embrace and pulled out. Right then I came. Spurts of cum landed on her crotch, her abdomen and some on her breasts.
We stayed silent for a moment in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I turned to the clock on my nightstand. The clock struck 8:45. At 9:00, both To Protect and Serve and Who’s Got Talent? would end.
“You know what, Cassie? You can have the remote.”
“Oh, screw you, Nate.”
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