I guess I never really thought about my sister. She was always there but always an annoyance. Everything she did bothered me. Every little movement, every little sound, was a constant reminder that she was annoying. That all changed.
My younger sister and I could get along fairly well and occasionally we would talk about things. I was a head taller than she was and I always looked down at her (in both meanings of the phrase). This particular day she was sitting and I was standing and we were just talking about school. At first I thought it was annoying to have my sister at the same school but I found that when we got home we could talk about things at the school. I didn't really have any friends that I saw outside of school (we were all so busy) and having my sister to talk to was a great help.
This particular day, as I was talking to her, I happened to glance down at her shirt. It was a low-cut shirt and from my angle of view I could see her breasts hugged by her white bra. I couldn't see any nipple but it was a sexy site. She didn't notice that I was staring at her breasts and we just kept talking. I had never really looked at her in this way before. Her breast were just right there. I imagined putting my hands down her shirt and feeling those wonderful orbs of womanhood.
I could feel my penis begin to stiffen and soon it was pressing against my jeans. I don't have a large thing, in fact it is quite average. I am a few inches under six foot and I'm not skinny but nor am I fat. I'm just average all around. I looked at my sister. She was average too, for 18. Average breasts, not fat nor skinny, lovely curvy hips and nice thighs. She stood and said she had to use the restroom. I stared at her rear gently swaying as she walked away. I went to my room and masturbated.
Later that night, our parents went out for a few hours and my sister and I decided to watch TV together. I sat next to her on the couch and my breath quickened as my cock stiffened. I shifted so she couldn't see the tent in my pajama pants. I stared at her legs as they curled under her body. I stared at the spot where her night shirt came down just above her knee.
"I something wrong?" she asked, turning to me.
"Well, I - I" I couldn't seem to find any words. "Was sex-ed embarrassing for you this year?" I finally asked.