Teaching my little sister the joys of masturbation...

This is not a true story, it is purely fiction. However please read and enjoy :)

I walked into Charlotte's room without knocking; we never knock because we usually don't have anything to hide. (A closed door is still an invitation to enter a room in our house, unless it’s locked.) She was lying sprawled on top of her bed; her pale cheeks flushed a deep rose and her breathing shallow.

Even though she’s my sister I admired her beauty; she’s shorter than me, only 5ft 7in and has smaller breasts, but not by much. She is very thin and has wonderfully defined calves and thighs because she’s a cyclist. She has brighter blue eyes than I do but darker hair. We both look like my dad. I’m tall for a girl, 5ft 10in with C-D cup breasts. They are really perky though so I don't usually wear a bra. I have large nipples, but they suit the size of my breasts perfectly. They are a light pink and stand out from my pale skin. I have long, blonde, wavy hair that is long and touches my nipples when it’s out. I have a belly button piercing and a tattoo of a breast cancer ribbon on the top of my left breast.

My dad kept us both very sheltered, although I branched out an experimented it was obvious that Charlotte hadn't. She was nearly 17 and still very innocent. We were both very close, both in age and in our relationship. I'm 18 months older than her.

My eyes flew to the cover of the book she was reading. “Take me! Break me!” was the title, and I blushed a deep crimson as it clicked that she was reading a sex book.

I cleared my throat. “um...” I said, trying again to get her attention.

“Oh shit Lucy, I didn’t even realise you were home.” She was obviously startled.

“So what are you reading?” I knew very well what she was reading, but I wanted to hear her say it. Something about making her squirm over the topic of sex was getting me strangely turned on.

“Oh, just a book I got from the Warehouse. My friends dared me but it’s actually pretty good. There’s lots of stuff I don’t know and it tells me everything in this book...” she trailed off, embarrassed, “It’s a sex book Luce, Please don’t tell Dad, I will die of embarrassment.”

“I’m not going to tell Dad,” I said, “He wouldn’t know what to say anyway. So what kinds of things do they talk about in this book?” I asked.

“Well it’s mostly a love story but there are some sex bits in it. I really like reading them but I feel kind of funny in my tummy when I do. Like when Max touches my breast, or when I put my hands under my panties.” She blushed again.

“It’s normal to feel like that, that’s what ‘aroused’ feels like” I said, making air quotes with my fingers. “So do you put your hands in your knickers often?” I asked.

“Sometimes... But I don't really know what to do. Like it feels good but there doesn’t really seem like there’s a point.” She sighed, closing the book and setting it on her bedside table.

“I can show you if you like.” I said carefully, I didn’t want her to get frightened, but I was getting very hot thinking about my baby sister touching her clit and finger fucking herself.

She looked scared, but as I moved further into her room she followed me with her eyes, not protesting. And as I sat down next to her on her bed, she visibly relaxed.

“Will you really? And you won’t tell anyone will you? Daddy wouldn’t like it if he found out.” She near whispered.

I nodded, and put my hand on her thigh. “Dad’s at work, he won’t be home until around 6:00, and it’s only...” I looked over at the clock that was next to the book on the bedside table “3:00 now... Maybe you could show me what you do first, and then I can show you some other tips and tricks. You can commentate if you feel comfortable.” I said. “But you don't have to.” I added quickly.

She bit her lip.

She scooted backwards so her back was leaning against the headboard of her double bed, and pulled down her boy shorts so they were around her knees. Then she stopped, looked at me, and moved to the side of the bed to stand up. As she stood up, her little shorts fell down to her ankles, her cute little panties on show. She was wearing light pink knickers with a little kitten on the front that was saying “meow.”

Her innocence was making me so fucking hot. She curled her fingers around the bottom of her singlet and reached up over her head, exposing her perky tits. She wasn’t wearing a bra either. Her nipples were paler than mine, nearly the same colour as her breasts, and smaller too, but still as rock hard as mine as she rolled her little nips between her forefinger and thumb. I could feel my wetness soaking through my panties, and was tempted to stand up and look at the bed to see if I’d left a wet patch.

She grabbed her breasts in her hands; her arms crossed over her chest, and squeezed them roughly, a light moan escaping her lips. I was fighting the urge to reach under my shirt and squeeze my own tits, but forced myself to continue watching her.

“That’s really good, Lottie.” I said, encouraging her to go on, “Show me how you touch your vagina.”

“Actually Lucy, I call it a pussy. I love talking dirty and talk dirty to myself when I touch it.” She said, confidently.

Fuck, my little sister is so hot, I thought. “That’s ok Lottie, I call it a pussy too. I love talking dirty, like saying this: ‘ooh yea, fuck me harder’ or ‘oh fuck yea’ and ‘yea get your fucking cock in that tight little pussy’”

As I was talking, she removed her cute little knickers to reveal a slightly hairy pussy. Her lips were shorter than mine and her vagina was really puffy and wet.

She stared at me, incredulous, and she resumed her position on the bed, with her quim to me and her back on the headboard. “Have you really had a cock in your pussy?” She asked, as she spread her creamy thighs.

She began parting her outer lips as I gazed at her glistening pussy. “Oh yea, of course,” I said, “I love a good fucking in the pussy. I love being fucked in the ass too. How far have you been with a guy?” I asked her, carefully.

She was running her middle finger around the wetness of her slit, from right down near her ass to just below her clit, over and over. “I’ve only ever kissed a couple of guys and had Max feel my tits, but I’ve read about girls getting ‘head’ and ‘poked’ and stuff and wanted that to happen to me” she confessed.

“Can you show me how you kiss?” I asked, “I’ll tell you if you’re good or not.”

She nodded, and I leaned forward, my mouth resting on hers. We both had our mouths closed to start off with, but she moved her lips against mine and I gently ran my tongue along her lower lip, parting her mouth for my tongue to dart inside. I ran my tongue along her teeth and sucked gently on her sensitive lower lip. She let out a soft, but guttural moan, and I gently pulled away and gave her a light kiss on the lips before I moved back to my spot.

“Well, you’re a good kisser.” I said

“Can you please take some of your clothes off?” she asked, “I feel awkward that I’m starkers and you’re still in all your clothes.”

“How about you undress me?” I said, carefully. I was so nervous that I had already gone too far that I held my breath.

She thought for a moment, and shuffled forward on the bed. She gently lifted my shirt over my head, the neckline catching on my nose piercing. I winced. She stopped, scared she was hurting me, but I pulled the rest of the shirt over my head and told her to keep going. She stood up and took me by the hands so I was standing in front of her, and slowly pulled down my shorts until they were hooked around the ankles. I kicked them off. I stood in front of her in my panties, and looked at her expectantly. She was fascinated by the sheer material that showed my bare pussy and the birth mark on the right side of my pubic mound.

She pulled my panties down and I kicked them off next to my shorts, then she moved back to her position on the bed, running two fingers through her wetness and spreading her lips for me to see her tight little virgin cunt. She put one finger to her clit and made small circles in a steady pace. I was trying so hard not to lean forward and replace her fingers with my mouth. She dipped a finger into her tight love hole and twisted her hand, moaning loudly. She took her hand away and brought it to her lips, and tasted her own juices. She moved her hand back to her pussy and pushed two fingers into her pussy, twisting them around again. As she went to move her fingers back to her mouth again, a trail of her cum ran across her belly.

I leaned forward and took her hand in my mouth, tasting her pussy juices. They were so sweet, with a hint of salty. I’d never tasted a pussy before apart from my own, but I knew how I liked to be eaten out, so I leaned forward and started to kiss down her belly. I licked up her pussy juice from her stomach and moved lightly over her slit and kissed the inside of her thighs. I positioned myself between her legs, an amazing view. I put one finger in her vagina, told my baby sister to relax, and began stroking her g-spot.

She moaned heavily, gasping for breath. I put my tongue to her clit, and began to lick her heavenly juices and stimulate her love button. I reached up my other hand and grabbed her breast, twisting her nipple and dripping more cum onto her bed at the sound of her moan.

I kept up my pace for a long time, moving away and showing her with her own hand how to find her g-spot and how to shape three fingers into an arrow and stretch out her tight young cunt every now and again.

It took around 30 minutes before she was even close to orgasm and I was being very gentle on her clit so it wouldn’t get too sore. Her legs began to shake and her body began to shudder. I moved my face away unwillingly from her clit and replaced it with my fingers, stoking her bean until she began to convulse in the pure bliss of her first orgasm.

She screamed in ecstasy, her duvet balled up in her clenched fists, her thighs shaking wildly.

I went back to licking her clit, tasting her cum and bringing her down slowly from her orgasmic high.

When her breathing returned to normal, she rolled over onto her side.

“Holy shit sis, you are so fucking amazing. I can’t believe it. You made me feel so good!” She exclaimed, fairly panting.

“That’s what an orgasm feels like. That’s why most people, boys and girls, masturbate. But it’s not the point of masturbation, just the height of it.” I informed her.

“Maybe you could show me how you touch yourself...” She suggested.

I was more than happy to oblige. She shuffled forward and took up my position on the bed while I assumed hers. But just as I was about to spread my long pussy lips so she could fully see the dripping wetness coming from my tight pussy, I heard the front door open. My eyes whipped over to the clock; 4:37pm.

“Girls! I’m home early! I brought ice cream!” We heard Dad yell.

I could hear him coming up the stairs, neither of us would have time to get dressed before he got there, and we were both flushed pink from pleasure, sitting naked on Lottie’s bed.

Before either of us could even get up, the door to Lottie’s room was pushed open.....

To be continued....