Where it happened: Home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
Well, it’s a strange story because I have strange parents (in a nice way)and an even stranger adopted sister (also in a nice way). And I was a shy boy. I’ll call my adopted sister Sharon. She is no relation to me having been adopted by my parents at age 3 when her parents were killed in a car accident. I am two years older than she is. Sharon is and was a bright kid, two years ahead of her classmates in reading and other subjects and very precocious. She and I were close from the very beginning. Because she was lonely my parents let her sleep with me. And what’s more we took showers together when we were small. Well, when Sharon was about 8 1/2 she got into some book on sex my parents had and read it from cover to cover. I was a bit slow in that department but I knew the basics. From then on Sharon started touching me and talked about “having sex.” I said we were kids and too young to be doing that (as though I fully understood what it meant!). She said something like, “No, a girl my age has a 4” vagina. I
can do it.” I was lost She was the leader and I was the follower. She eventually persuaded me to try intercourse but, of course, at 10 1/2 I had trouble keeping an erection and I kept slipping out. I wasn’t all that interested and I was scared of being caught by our parents. She was smart, though. She would wait until they had gone to bed before starting anything and often had to wake me up. She also locked the door and had the excuse of being scared ready in case my parents would ask why the door was locked (incredibly, they never caught us). Sharon found that by “sitting” on my penis she could keep it in better even if became a bit limp. Fine, we adults use that position too. But here’s the funny part. She would just sit there only moving her legs a bit now and then, sometimes rocking back and forth a little or changing her position very slightly. She developed the habit of reading a book or listening to the radio with a headset and just humming to herself. I asked if she was going to have sex and she said, “I am having sex. This is how I do it.” So I just lay there. Sometimes I drifted off to sleep, sometimes I read too or listened to my Walkman. All I could feel were her regular contractions. When she would sort of grind by rocking back and forth, the contractions would speed up a little. Then she wouldn’t move very much and the contractions would slow down again. But it was the quietest and strangest “sex” I ever experienced. This went on for over two and a half years. By that time I was almost into puberty and our “sessions” had become more vigorous and adult-like. I kept getting more and more pleasure now and stayed erect most of the time. Then one glorious night the sensations in my penis grew and grew until I though I would explode. Well, I did explode I suppose into my first ejaculation. Sharon was so excited she kissed me and kissed me and said stupid things like “I love you” without knowing what they meant. So that was my first time. Our sex over the next 2-3 years was more adult and Sharon eventually started to have orgasms like a mature woman. Then gradually we got interested in other girlfriends and boyfriends and we drifted apart. We are still very fond of one another and if I had my life to live over I wouldn’t change any part of it. I would give anything to be able to experience that first ejaculation again but, of course, it only happens once.
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