SergeiKa: ↑15 Jan 2022, 05:25
My sister and I had imitation sex when we were kids. Both saw how father spanked mother. But, due to their age, they did not understand what and how. So, let’s eat, no more. We went to school. Sister, almost two years younger. They forgot about this matter. Sometimes, to the creaking of their parents’ bed and the muffled gasps of their mothers, they climbed into each other’s bed. And so they grew up, on spying and eavesdropping, and talking about sex, in their own groups.
And, at the end of the sixth grade (mine), when I first confronted my mother, the attempts to visit my sister stopped. I gave my word to my mother not to touch my sister. That is, completely. Swore. Otherwise, my mother simply refused to let me in.
But, it’s a matter of chance. Three years later, my sister burned us down(!). She defiantly waited until we both finished and mom came to her senses from orgasm (my mom had it, she was always on the verge of fainting with me). She undressed in front of us and said point-blank that she also wanted to fuck with me.
Mom’s reaction, dumbfounded(!). She was silent for a minute. Then, in a quiet voice, she squeezed it out. That, they say, it’s my fault. And to forgive her. And so that not a single living soul knows about this. And, the main thing is that it was only once.
I asked my sister if she had sex with any of the guys. To which, the sister shook her head negatively.
Mom, gold!.. She suggested, all the details, how best and easier to enter the sister’s virgin, but already asking for dick, pussy. And, since my penis was very small, it was not possible to enter through the hymen. Besides, the sister’s pussy, who didn’t know a dick, was small. The head barely entered the vagina, resting against the hymen, which was ready to burst. I had to take it out and wet it with saliva several times. Insert it into the excited vagina again.
Mom was worried about both of us. She teased and warned. It was noticeable that this began to excite her, too. And when, after about twenty minutes of our ordeal, I pressed hard with my stone hard-on, and my sister gave a thin squeal, my mother sighed with relief and sat down next to us.
My sister had tears on her cheeks, but She smiled stoically and looked at her mother, waiting for the continuation. She just said that it’s not scary at all, and it doesn’t hurt.
Mom stood up, put her hand on my shoulder and instructively told me not to cum inside my sister under any circumstances. I nodded and, wheezing, began to slowly fuck my sister’s tight pussy. With every movement, he went deeper.. For the then twenty-four-centimeter monster, the sister’s pussy was, indeed, very small and baggy. Even half of the penis barely entered, resting against the bottom of the girl’s vagina. But the thrill from her narrowness was awesome.
Mom came up to us several times. She gave advice to both of us, and we agreed. We changed positions. I dropped it for the first time, on my sister’s stomach. I was surprised that so little sperm came out of me...
The excitement and excitement only intensified.
My sister, who had previously been passive, began to turn pink. Her breath became hot. At some point, she stopped breathing and began to twitch slightly. The eyes then widened and the mouth opened. There was no sound. Then they rolled under her eyelids and she tensed into a spring. She arched and froze. Only the lower abdomen shuddered convulsively. And I felt that half of my penis was being squeezed in a vice and as if being pulled into the depths of the girl’s body. I puffed and passed out into these depths.... But, alas!... This is still just a girl who found herself on a powerful dick for the first time.....
In general , mother, came up a few more times, smiled pitifully and bit her nails, shaking her head, and went into the kitchen. I continued. And more boldly he pounded his sister’s eager, squelching, juicy pussy.
This continued until the evening. Until she herself said that she was tired and her legs were cramped. And I, caught up to the eruption and pulled my penis out of her, quickly, but with effort, splashed a load of sperm on her face and chest. I lay down on the sofa.
My sister kissed me on the shoulder, got up, groaned from the cramp in her legs, and staggered to the kitchen. I heard her and my mother talking, but I didn’t care... I passed out.
That was the only time with my sister. But, in life, we have always wanted and want to repeat and repeat. We live, it seems, not far from each other. We get started by phone and WhatsApp. We agree.... But we can’t find time....
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we decided to get drunk and in the process she herself 
me asked "Would you like to repeat it?" I didn’t refuse, of course. Then everything happened, sometimes with breaks of several months, sometimes every day, but it continued until we were more than 30 years old. About 8 years ago everything faded away... I went on a long business trip, arrived, boy... husband.. son.. everyday life...
Don’t stop) 