My sister Terri – by MrTony

The Last Time We Played

As time went by we played less and less, each of us more occupied with other activities outside the house. I think the last time we played was when I was perhaps 16, and Terri might have been 12. We hadn’t played in over a year. But one day when I was thinking about sex, I remembered that it wasn’t so long ago that Terri and Vickie would play sex games with me.

We were all older, but I wondered how my sisters would react now if I made the outlandish suggestion that we play our old games – they must still remember what we did? I would be graduating from High School and going to college soon, so I figured that this might be my last chance to find out their reactions. They could just say no. When I found Terri and asked if she wanted to play I was surprised when she said an enthusiastic “yes”.

A Last Wrestle With Terri

With Terri, we wrestled briefly, but I soon had her on her back and positioned my body between her legs – she recognized the position and instantly knew that we weren’t just wrestling. She looked into my eyes and I could see an incredibly intense desire and lust appear – now that she knew what we were really doing. Without hesitation, she spread her legs wide up in the air, giving me maximum access to the white panties covering the front of her crotch.

We hadn’t done this in a long time, and might never do it again, so I was just as eager as she was. And it was nice to know that she was older and still wanted us to fuck in this way. With my erection straining my pants we resumed our old practice of mutual thrusting as Vickie watched. But this time her lust must have been incredible, because it was hardly any time before Terri was out of control, and wildly bucking against me.

I wanted to come, but I held it back so I could enjoy watching my sister orgasm. As the crucial moment arrived for her, she used her legs to pull me into her with each wave of her orgasm – her body rising off the floor to meet mine with each wave. It was even better than I remembered, and, as always, I enjoyed watching Terri orgasm as she looked into my eyes.

The familiar flushed face, ragged breathing becoming involuntary gasps, and ending with quiet sighs of joy. And I liked knowing that she better understood what we were doing – I think it had increased her lust many times over. Or maybe she was just old enough now to understand that this was incest with her brother?

On those occasions when I held back my orgasm to watch Terri, I’d usually been content just to see Terri orgasm. But we hadn’t done this in a long while, and this time I was incredibly aroused and close to orgasming from sliding my penis against her panties. And having just watched her orgasm, I figured that she wouldn’t mind if I used her body to orgasm as she just watched – it was something I’d never done.

I don’t think she had ever knowingly seen me orgasm. So, after I’d given her a bit of time to recover from her euphoria, I again began to start sliding my penis against her. This was unusual, so she raised her head slightly off the floor, looking at me with interest. I looked back at her, but I felt myself getting very close to ejaculating, and hugged her tightly as I started to thrust my penis against her with my approaching orgasm.

I’m sure that she could see my wanton desire to fuck her in my eyes, and she seemed completely enthralled to see my desire for her. I felt myself starting to come in my pants as I climaxed against her – sliding against her with each spurt. I couldn’t help but gasp as I came, and Terri seemed to thoroughly enjoying watching me orgasm.

During all this time Vickie had been watching. She and I had agreed to play our old “bucking horse” after I played with Terri. Having seen us both orgasm, Vickie shook her head and said “What are you two doing? I can’t believe…”. Vickie had just closely watched what she knew were two adults having sex, not two children playing a game.

Vickie was much older now, thirteen to my sixteen, and when Vickie agreed to play with me this time she hadn’t been sure if she was agreeing to being masturbated by her brother. She must have assumed that I was too old to be suggesting a sex game with her. But watching Terri and I had obviously had an effect on her, and she quickly hopped on my lap to play, knowing exactly what she wanted to get out of the game.

To this day, we’ve never spoken out loud about our games.