“Nah…I am not a dancer. I have never been into dancing, you know that?” I shrugged.
“Why not? Let’s join the crowd and have some fun.” My sister said, getting off the chair. “Besides, you should take the girl out dancing on your next date. Common, let me lead, ok?” I reluctantly got up as Joni led me to the floor, holding my hand. I gulped and let my body take over, swaying with her, tentatively putting my left arm down around her back and right on her shoulder. It was like an extended hug: Joni placed her arms on my shoulders, hugging me loosely around my neck, while she had me put my hands on her hips. We then moved together forward and back and swayed side to side while rotating.
“You are doing great.” She purred. My heart swirled as I listened to her compliments and felt her hard body come together with mine, along with the tempo of the music. The first song ended, paving the way for another slow song when she rested her head on my shoulder, mine aside her head, inhaling her scent, feeling her heat from those tits, her middle and crotch, and legs as they pressed dangerously close to mine. The problem arose about halfway through when I experienced a perpendicular rush downstairs. I was shocked at how it could even happen while surrounded by many while dancing with my sister. The closeness of the embrace meant she must have felt it swelling straight away. But she kept dancing as she hadn’t noticed or felt the bulge that should have been noticeable for someone cuddling me in the middle of the dance floor. Then, Joni shocked me even more when she purposely grounded her pelvis on my bulge several times, sneering as she did. I began to sweat in embarrassment and whispered, “I am sorry.” to her ear.
“For what? You got a little hard?” Joni laughed into my ear.
“Sorry, don’t be upset with me,” I mumbled, not knowing what else to say or do.
“You shouldn’t. I would be upset if you weren’t. I am happy you are hard for a girl.” She whispered into my ear and smiled, pushing her pelvis onto me. “I am not lying; I get hot sometimes too. Let’s go home after this dance, ok?” she said, giving me a sincere smile.
While driving home, Joni was jubilant and took credit for getting me on the right path. “You don’t know how happy I am.” She giggled. “Not to mention someone getting stirred dancing with a girl.” Once we turned into the driveway, I Offered to stop the car there and walk her to the front door as she had asked me to do previously, but she decided I should pull the car into the garage. Once we entered the house through the garage, she stopped in the middle of the kitchen and said, “This is our second date.”. I knew it was the second time we had a date, but looking at her face, I just couldn’t quite read what she meant by how she looked at me.
“Yes, Joni, thank you for going out with me.”
“Well, on the second date, should you kiss your date?” she asked, giggling.
“My bad,” I said, giving her a peck on her cheek.
“No dummy, a real kiss.”
“A real kiss? But you are my sister.” I protested, surprised by what she said.
“Not while we date. When we date, you can treat me like any other girl, right?” With those words, Joni moved closer, wrapping her arms around my back, and looked up. Her eyes waited in anticipation as her lips parted slightly. I knew I could no longer deny her or my feelings as my right arm circled her long neck while my left was enfolded around her back as my lips were drawn to hers. It should have been a quick kiss, but it wasn’t. I wasn’t sure if I didn’t want the kiss to end or Joni, but we kissed passionately for a good while, then our lips parted, and we stared into each other’s eyes and remained nestled.
“That was very sweet.” Joni finally broke the silence. “It is even better to know you are…. you are kind of hard.” She purred. Hard, I was. My cock was harder than earlier when we danced, and I wasn’t shocked a bit; my sister knew and even felt it. I was no longer embarrassed maintaining a hard-on, knowing Joni would appreciate the results of her doing so.
“When a guy gets hard for a girl, she knows he appreciates her…” Joni commented and asked, “Are you going to do something about it?”
I couldn’t think of what to say, so I said, “I don’t know.”
Her face changed immediately, giving me a look I couldn’t fully understand. “Right! You are not going to watch some gay porn and jack off or something, are you?”
“No, I am not.”
“I have a better idea. You have to get the hang of this anyway…” Joni said, and she swiftly clutched my bulge with her right hand over my pants while placing her left on my shoulder, leaped, and put her lips on mine again. She kissed frantically while massaging my bulge. I returned her kisses while she won her new struggle to unbuckle the belt and unzip my fly without stopping the kiss. I was stunned by how bold she was. I never expected Joni to make such a move in my wildest dreams and wondered how she became as daring as she was at that moment. I didn’t have to be told what my sister was up to; I knew it, but I had no desire whatsoever to stop her. My only question was how far she was planning to go. Although, under normal circumstances, I would have stopped her, this wasn’t a normal circumstance. When Joni finally broke the kiss, her right hand was inside my underwear; her long, soft fingers were traveling the length of my shaft.
“That’s enough, Joni; let’s go to our rooms,” I said halfheartedly, but she grinned as she made a fist around the grith of my cock. My sister smiled without uttering a word. The fist around my cock gradually moved up and then down and then pulled out my manhood in the open, pushing my underwear just below my scrotum. She stopped and smiled, a very mischievous yet victorious smile. Joni quickly moved behind me, holding my waist with her left arm while the right hand moved ever so gently back and forth, moving the foreskin to the crown of my cock and back as far as it would move while I moaned in pleasure. The pleasure… It was enormous. Never before my cock had known another hand other than my own, and the hand that gave me the torturous pleasure was no other than my only loving and caring sister’s soft hand, who cared so much for me.
“Finish for me…” Joni whispered to my ear and began to lick my ear lobe, kissing my neck while intensifying the velocity of her fist and tightening the grip. With my pre-cum oozing off and smearing my shaft as she polished it fervently, I was already nearing my orgasm.
“Ohhh….” I moaned as jet after jet of my hot sperm shot into the air and landed on the kitchen floor. Joni laughed loudly and kept jerking me to the last drop before she stopped, turned around, gave me another kiss, and said good night. I remained stunned in the kitchen for a while before cleaning the floor and entering my room.
The next day, Joni acted as if nothing happened, and I tried my best to do the same for the sake of our relationship. Sometime during the week, she casually mentioned that she had to go to one of her friend’s birthday parties on Saturday evening, but she was free on Sunday if I wanted to go out with her. I didn’t say anything, but I nodded. Then she turned away from me and murmured, “I don’t want you to get the impression I jack off guys after a date… I am not that cheap, and I don’t do things like that, you know. But I want you with me both mentally and physically to help me to help you, please….” I could have tried once more, as I have done hundreds of times to try to convince my sister that I wasn’t gay, but what use? Therefore, I remained to stare at the empty space.
The Saturday evening before Joni went to the shower, she asked if I could help put lotion on her back after her shower. She said, “My skin is so dry and peeling off. This cold and winds don’t stop soon; I will end with crocodile skin.”
“Sure, call me when you are ready,” I said, taking my eyes off the laptop screen and looking over my shoulder toward her, briefly wondering if she had an ulterior motive. A good fifteen minutes later, Joni called me from the bathroom, and I stopped what I was doing and went into the bathroom to help her.
“Can you do my entire backside? Where should I start? My upper back or my legs?” she asked, swathing a bath towel around her torso.
“Let’s start with your neck and back,” I said, rubbing some lotion on the palms of my hands to warm it up a little while Joni stood by the vanity, still holding the towel from the front, while letting it drop a little to reveal her upper back.
Again, I squeezed some lotion onto the palms of my hands. Rub them together to warm it up. Then, I placed my hands on the back of Joni, who was now looking over her shoulder in anticipation and spread the lotion evenly using the palms of my right hand. I applied pressure and my fingers to massage the cream into the skin. I used circular motions and long strokes as Joni sighed and said, “That feels good.” Once, I applied lotion a few inches above her tailbone when she instructed, “OK, don’t forget the lower back now. Do the lower back. “Lifting the towel with her left up above her buttocks. I froze while Joni giggled playfully.
“What’s wrong? Haven’t you seen a pair of bums before?”
“Ah…Ok, are you sure?” I had to ask since applying lotion on her buttocks wasn’t something I expected her to ask. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but take a good eyeful of her cute bums. They were round with just the right amount of flesh filling her ivory skin and looked very appealing and elegant. Now, I wanted nothing more than to place my hands on each curvature to play with to my heart’s content. Yet, I felt tense and uneasy.
I sighed with my eyes glued to her buttocks as they jiggled to Joni’s movements while arching her back forward to let me have better leverage to rub lotion on her bums. “I am ready!” she said. “Put enough of that stuff on my bums because I can feel how dry the skin is down there,” she instructed. Once again, I warmed the lotion and then applied a generous amount on each side of her buttocks, enjoying the smoothness of her skin and allowing my hands to wander over her soft flesh. Joni let out an “Ahh…” and then giggled. Once I knew her buttocks were covered with the cream, I just couldn’t restrain but to go on massaging her incredible ass cheeks, while my cock couldn’t restrain itself from getting stiff.
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