My sister Julie is one of those female's who is very sexy without conscious effort. She had been graced with great looks along with a very generous mouth. She was however a total innocent on the morning of her 18th birthday.
That day some guy made a very suggestive cat call that had her both perplexed and angry. She came to me, her big brother Jay, with her problem and told me of the remark directed at her.
"You mouth makes me hard." Some jerk had shouted at her.
"Jay?" Julie asked me. "What did he mean with that remark?"
I being 20 made me in her eyes the expert on sex. Me I was just beginning to become sexually mature as I became aware of and began to understand to meaning of the various four letter words.
I very carefully explained the concept of oral sex to her. Of course at twenty I was not much smarter on that subject than she but I did my best.
Later that summer I was enlisted to help our father remodel our huge attic. There was to be a large bedroom each for me and Julie. Having developed some sexual feeling for Julie and I had managed to incorporate a spy hole in our common wall.
Unfortunately I did not see a whole lot beyond watching her undress a few times. I did figure out that she masturbated, I could hear her but unfortunately her room was always dark at the time
Only once did I see her do herself in normal light. That became the focal point of my own masturbatory excess's for a long time.
Once I got to watch her friend Lana change into, then later, out of her swim suit. After that those images battled with those of my sister for first position in my fantasies.
Since I couldn't see Julie in the darkness I soon became much more aware of and excited by what I was hearing than by what I was seeing. The squishing sounds coming through the wall, the moans of her orgasms had me back to masturbating twice a day.
Even though I often masturbated to my sister's images I did not seriously have any thought of ever fulfilling those fantasies. She was after all my sister. One did not have sex with one's sibling. Incest thoughts were perfectly acceptable, masturbation was also, but carrying them to fruition was not.
So anyhow, time went on. I became twenty two, my sister became twenty. I was a full time college student. Julie had been working but was to start college in the fall.
Our mother had found herself a new life. Dad was coping mostly by working longer hours. He also could now indulge himself with two loves both of which my mother hated, bowling and his 1948 Ford 'Woody'.
This left Julie and I alone a considerable percentage of the time.
I might add that we live near Augusta Georgia which has a very late Fall, a very early Spring and no Winter to speak of. We live in what was once a farm house but which is now set on a couple of acres. The house is large and airy but which does not air condition well.
We had all become very comfortable with the situation, lot's of moving air along with a minimum of clothing. Underwear was for colder times and for public appearances.
Around the house I was usually covered only by some kind of soft cotton or silk running shorts. Julie was usually in some kind of thin cotton knee length dress or shorts like mine along with a T-shirt.
On this particular Fall evening we both had been out on dates. Julie with Bill a guy she had dated on and off since she was sixteen or so. I was with Nancy, a girl that I had met about six weeks before. She apparently was a virgin. I had hoped to change that status.
That particular evening I tried a bit too hard with the result that Nancy demanded to be taken home early. She was pissed but pissed only enough to simply say, "Wait a week before you call me, please." as she left me at her door without a good night kiss.
It was about ten when I entered the house. I found it dark. Dad, I knew, was away at a car show, Julie was I assumed out somewhere having a good time with her date.
It was another hot night. I started undressing as soon as I entered the house. I was already down to my boxers when I entered the kitchen seeking a cold drink. I was surprised to find, sitting at the kitchen table in the dark, my sister.
Even in the semi darkness I could see that she was upset. I could also see that she was 'dressed to kill' in a short red dress with spaghetti straps. I knew that dress. It was the one thing that Julie wore which almost always caused some swelling in my crotch.
"I know what my excuse is, what's yours?" I asked.
"I don't want to tell you." Julie said. "But since I'm easy, tell me your sad story. Then I'll tell you mine, even though mine is not something which a girl should share with her brother. OK?"
I kept it simple and simply said. "I hoped to relieve Nancy of her virginity tonight, she said 'no', I got a bit pushy for a minute. Long story short I took her home early at her request."
"Are you guys finished?" Julie asked.
"No. I don't think so. She didn't seem totally pissed. She said to call her in a week. What do you think?"
"No you're both OK. She just wants to punish you a little, or maybe she wants to think it over. I know she's on the pill, we met at the drug store once.
"Thanks for that info. So now tell me your tale of woe."
"Well it's not too different than yours. I expected to get laid tonight. I'm not a virgin as you know. I didn't wear panties although I did have a throng in my purse. We had dinner then necked a little when we got back to the car. Bill slid his hand up my legs all the way to my pussy. Then he realized that it was bare. I had thought he would really be excited ...... Wrong!
"He immediately took that as a sign that I had been flashing in the restaurant, He came unglued. I was his girl and I had no right to bare my pussy in public, etc., etc., etc., I took a cab home."
"I hope you're done with him. He sound's like a potential abuser to me."
Just then the phone rang. I answered to hear Bill shout. "Put your sister on the phone right now!"
Julie could hear him from where she sat. She was shaking her head. Her hands covering her ears. I spoke very forcefully but quietly into the phone.
"No Bill. She does not wish to take any more shit from you tonight. If I have my way she is through taking your shit forever. While we are on the subject. If you ever abuse her in any way, shape, or manner again I will abuse you. My abuse will far exceed anything you may contemplate. Got that?"
Me being three inches taller and thirty pounds heavier than Bill I got away with saying that.
He didn't answer but simply hung up. Julie stood and came to me. As she did I opened my arms. She pressed close, our bodies in tight contact from chests to knees. My hand began to massage her back gently. I began to realize the there was no bra under the dress either. Only her very thin dress was between her being dressed and her being naked.
