Date: Tue, 1 May 2007 14:34:44 +0000
From: Mike Holt <cyberfree44@hotmail.com>
Subject: One Short Skirt Part 1

Patty is my kid sister and really not a bad kid for a girl. She is 14 and
starting to grow up, I am 16 and all grown up...at least I like to think
so. Well, this particular evening I am going to tell you about was one of
those when the folks went over to the Johnson's. I am not sure what they
did there, play cards I imagine. Anyway, when they would go over there
they always came home late and restricted Patty and I to the house.
However, now that we were getting older we would complain that we were
old enough to go out, but our grip fell on deaf ears.

We were both in the family room watching TV when we saw this woman in the
program wearing a really short skirt. I gave a low whistle and Patty
giggled. Then she turned to me and asked if she showed me something could
I keep it a secret...especially from Mom and Dad? I told her sure, but she
really insisted that I promise, so I crossed my heart and promised.

She told me that last week when she went shopping at the mall with her
friend Sandy she used her own money and bought some clothes and she
wanted to show me and ask my opinion about them. I couldn't understand
what the big secret and promise was for over some clothes, but I again
assured her that my lips were sealed and I would be happy to look at
them. As I said earlier she is a good kid and we really get along pretty
good for siblings.

She jumped up off the sofa and ran upstairs to her room. I returned to
watching TV and she was gone so long that I almost forgot about her. Then
she returned. I almost didn't recognize her and I immediately realized
why she made me promise to keep this a secret. She had bought a short
skirt. Now that isn't a big deal for most kids, but our parents are
sticklers about proper appearance and not wanting us to grow up to
quickly.

When she said she wanted me to see it, was thinking she would bring what
ever it was down for me to look at, but she had put it on to model, not
only the skirt, but the top she had bought, also. Now, when I said short
skirt that is kind of a misnomer, it was really a short, short skirt. One
of those hip hugger types, to boot. I don't think there was even twelve
inches of material from hem to waistline. It was black and more loose
than tight. The top was a designer "T" type made of light purple
material with a large butterfly painted on the front. It had a short
midriff that ended above her bellybutton.

I had never thought of my sister in a sexual manner, save a couple of
time when I tried, unsuccessfully, to cop a look at her when we were
younger. But, this outfit made me sit up and take notice. Her legs were
still a little skinny, but she was starting to fill out around her hips
and she was had even developed distinctive breasts...not the little buds
she had at age 12 and 13. However, her waist was still small and it made
that hip hugger look like it was going to fall off of her hips. You were
almost waiting for it to happen.

She wasn't actually modeling the outfit as much as she was standing
there looking at me and seeking my opinion. "Wow, sis you really look
hot." My comment really brought that sparkle to her eyes. The kind she
always got at Christmas and on her birthday when she opened a present and
found something she really wanted. It was an infectious exuberance and I
was easily caught up in it. If it wasn't for her radiant face I
wouldn't believe that it was my baby sister. In fact, she looked so hot
that I realized I was getting a hard-on. I realized it because in the
position it had been in caused it to bend rather than straighten, which
is somewhat painful at times. I wanted to reach down and straighten it
out but she was standing there looking at me and bubbling from the
compliment.

Then I remembered this picture I was of an actress wearing a short skirt.
"Sis, you know what would really make that outfit sexy?" I said.

"What?" she eagerly replied?

"Come here." I motioned. And she stepped closer to me. "I saw a
picture of a woman wearing a skirt like that and she was wearing
stockings...you know like nylons...that only came up to hear." As I
reached out and with my thumb and forefinger, I touched her at about mid
thigh. I was surprised at the little jolt of electricity that shot
through me at the touch of her skin.

"I got just the thing." She shouted and ran from the room. I
immediately shoved my hand into my pants and rearranged my boner. The
relief was wonderful. She was gone a bit so I started watching TV, again.

Then she came back into the room with black, sheer nylon stockings with
lace around the top that came about six to eight inches short of the
bottom of her skirt. "They're called thigh highs." She said, as she
seemingly skipped into the room. "Is this what you meant?" she asked.
My erection, which had subsided some from her absence immediately
stiffened again. This kind of annoyed me because, after all, she was my
sister.

"A...yeah...a...that's it." I stammered. I had never seen any girl at
school that looked a hot and sexy as my own little sister did at that
moment.

"Do I look sexy, now?" she asked.

I could only stare at her and answer, "God, Patty, that is really sexy.
You are one hot chick." With that she came over to the sofa and flopped
down on my right side with her left leg tucked up under her. In doing so,
because of the short skirt, I caught a full view of her white panties
before she casually tugged at the skirt to cover herself...that is, as
much as she could cover with as little material there was in that skirt.

"So, you think I am pretty hot, huh?" She fished for more compliments.
Then she reminded me, "Remember, you promised not to tell Mom and Dad I
have this outfit."

"I remember," I replied, "besides I wouldn't want to be the cause of
your death if either one of them saw you wearing something like this." I
laughed, which somewhat eased the tension I was feeling.

Then, honestly, with no ulterior motive and mere curiosity, I said,
"What do those feel like?" pointing to her nylons.

"Umm, like stockings, I don't know. Here feel." She innocently picked
up my hand and placed on the inside of her left knee of the leg that was
tucked up under her. At the same time it had taken very little movement
on her part for her skirt to ride up enough to again show some panty.
Trying not to look, I caressed her knee to get a feel of the stocking.

"Wow that is really soft and smooth." Despite my efforts not to look at
her panties and remember that she was my sister, my hand as if controlled
by an outside force kept caressing her stocking and moving from the
inside of her knee up her inner thigh. Patty's bubbly expression seemed
to change as she just watched my hand moving up her leg. All the time I
was saying to myself, `Stop it, take your hand off her leg...for God's
sake this is your sister.' But, remember, I was a 16 year old boy. It
wasn't long until I was running my hand over that four inch strip of
lace at the top of the stocking and staring at her cream colored skin
just above the stocking. Still, without me controlling them, my finger
tips roamed beyond the lace and touched that pure, velvety skin. The
smoothness of her sheer nylons couldn't hold a candle to the buttery
softness of her inner thigh skin.

Neither of us said a word as we both watched my hand slowly and steadily
mover farther and farther up her leg. She squirmed once, which scarred me
causing my hand to stop. But, she made no effort to stop my hand or move
away from me. In fact, the movement fully exposed the crotch of her
panties. After pausing for the moment, we both took in a breath and my
hand continued on its movement. Up, up it went until there was no more
leg left to negotiate. It had reached her panties. One finger reached out
and touched the cotton panty. (Somehow, at that moment I can remember Mom
telling Patty to always wear cotton panties and she would never get a
bladder infection.) Her panties were white and soft and my finger tip
caressed that space between her legs. Then another finger joined the
first and then another and another until my hand was cupping her private
and we were both looking at each other. I had never touched a girl there,
before or anywhere sexually for that matter.

It was at about this point that I again became aware of the hardness of
my cock and how sexually aroused I had become. I was massaging her
through her panties and I could feel the slit under them; a fantastically
erotic feeling. I looked into her eyes and spoke for the first time sense
asking about the texture of her stockings, "I want to kiss you." I said
with a pleading look in my eyes.

"Me too." came the unexpected reply. I lowered my lips to hers and we
kissed. Not like before, not the quick pecks of a brother and sister that
didn't really want to kiss each other, but with a passion that no
brother and sister should share with one another. The force of the kiss
pushed her back on the sofa and I was half on top of her. My hand still
massaging that rounded part of her body that I know was called a pussy.
As I massaged I pushed a finger against her panties and pushed them with
my finger into the slit of her pussy. What an incredibly different
sensation.

I don't know if either of us planned it or if it just happened, but our
mouths opened and I felt her tongue with mine. It was like an electrical
contact. A kiss that was about to end became more passionate and exciting
than anything either of us had known. As exciting as it was and as
intriguing her slit was to my hand, we both ran out of breath and had to
break the kiss, which also caused my hand to relax on her pussy. I pulled
my hand away and placed both hands on either side of her on her back on
the sofa. I pushed up and looked down at her. She was panting, as I was,
and I could see her breasts moving up and down. "Patty, that was
unbelievable." I exclaimed.

She answered back, "I never felt anything like that before."

I continued, "I don't want to stop."

"Neither do I." she answered.

I looked down at her heaving breasts, "Can I touch your tits?" She
nodded in the affirmative. I cupped one and felt its firmness, yet
softness. We just stared into each other's eyes. I think we both knew we
were entering uncharted waters. I fondled her breasts, felt the hardness
of her tinny nipple, moved my hand from one to the other and lowered my
head to kiss her again and again. As one of our kisses lingered my hand
moved down to her midriff and I slid it up under her tight top...halfway
getting stuck in the awkward position. We both unspeaking kind of
mutually agreed to sit up. We were both scared as hell, but so excited
that it over came any fears. As we sat there I reached out and touched a
breast. In response, she raised her arms in a gesture I fully understood.
I took the bottom of her top and pulled it up over her head exposing her
bra covered breasts. As I stared at them I could see Patty suck in her
breath, bite her lower lip, reach back and unhook her bra and let it fall
from her shoulders to her lap. They were small, the nipples were small
and the areola wasn't completely formed and darkened in, but to my eyes
they were magnificent. I stared in awe before reaching out to touch her
flesh. Her nipples where already hard, but seemed to get harder under the
touch of my hand. I cupped them, massaged them, placed the palm of my
hand over them and let the hard nipple tickle me as I moved the palm
around with just the nipple touching it.

As I was fondling her, she whispered, "Take your T-shirt off." It never
occurred to me to undress or that she would even want to see me...I was
totally captivated with her. I pulled it off over my head and we leaned
in to each other and kissed with our naked tops pushing against one
another. I felt her hard nipples and firm breasts pushing against my
hairless chest. Again, our mouths opened and our tongues made contact.

When we finally broke the kiss, but were still holding each other tight,
I whispered in her ear, "Patty lets get naked." Then I held my breath
realizing what I had said.

A long silence followed and then she replied, "I...I...I'm kinda
scared."

"So am I." I replied, "I'm terrified." It was amazing how my honesty
seemed to relax her.

"I have never seen a boy naked...you do it first." She said. A little
scared and more embarrassed, I unzipped my shorts. As I pushed them down
I realized that she could see the outline of my hard cock pushing against
my briefs. That totally embarrassed me and I turned beat red. "What's
wrong?" she asked.

"No one has ever seen me hard, before." I confessed.

"Is it hard now?" she asked.

"Yes." I said somewhat ashamed.

"Can I feel it?" Now, her face turning a little red.

I looked into her eyes and replied, "Okay, if you want to." As I moved
my hands from where they were trying to hid my erection. I could see her
eyes widen from surprise as to the size of the bulge in my briefs.

She reached out and touched me gingerly. "God, it is hard." She
commented as she continued to roam the length of my shaft with her finger
tip. Then becoming braver and letting her hand rub over it. I let out a
little moan causing her to jerk her hand away. "Did that hurt?" she
asked with concern.

"No, no it felt great, probably like when I touched your tits. You liked
that didn't you?" I asked.

"Oh yes, yes I loved it." And she brought up one of my hands and put it
on a breast. So, I put her hand back on my cock.

As we massaged and fondled each other Patty broke the silence and asked,
"Jimmy, can I...I mean will you...I mean...would you..." Her eyes lowered
and she became silent.

"What is it, sis?"

Then she looked up at me and right into my eyes, "Can I see it?" Her
cheeks turning flush.

I was so hard now it was aching. This time I sucked in my breath, put my
thumbs into the waistband of my briefs and slid them down to mid-thigh.
The size it had grown to surprised even me. I had jacked-offed a couple
of times to a Fredrick's of Hollywood catalog I had found in my parents
bedroom. But, it never got like this, I mean it seemed huge and it was so
hard it just plain hurt.

Her eyes opened wide and her mouth dropped open when she saw it. "Jimmy
it is so big. I mean I didn't know boys got like that. Is it always like
that?"

I didn't know how to answer; I was half embarrassed and half proud. "No
not always, I guess when we get excited like looking at a pretty and sexy
girl. Usually it is soft and just kinda hangs there."

"Did `I' do that to you, do you think I am pretty and sexy?" She
asked excitedly. "Can I touch it, again?" Without waiting for an answer
Patty reached out and started caressing my cock. The more she did the
firmer her grip got on it and the closer she crawled to me.

"Yes sis, you definitely did this to me and oh God yes you are so damn
sexy." I admitted to her.

Then she leaned up against me again and whispered in my ear, "Touch me
again, I really liked it when you touched me...you know down here." She
pointed to her pussy. From all the moving around we were doing, her skirt
was pushed up around her hips and I could see where I had pushed her
panty crotch into her slit.

"Can I take your panties off of you and we can both be naked?" I again
asked nervously.

"Okay, but then you will touch me, right?" she asked.

"Yes Peggy, I promise I will touch you all over." I assured her. Then
with trembling hands I reached down and slowly pulled her panties down
and got my first look at her pussy...at any pussy. Then I almost ripped
them off of her as I franticly pulled them the rest of the way off of her
legs. I fumbled with the hook and zipper on her skirt and then pulled
that off of her. Then I lowered her back onto the sofa and leaning over
her I kissed her tenderly. Then I slid from the sofa and stood over her.
"I just want to look at you. You are so beautiful, sis." She was
completely naked except for the dark thigh high stockings she was
wearing.

Then she spread her legs giving me suck a magnificent view of her most
private body part. "Touch me, you promised to touch me." She begged. I
sat on the edge of the sofa near her legs and couldn't stop looking at
her. I ran my hand down her thigh to her pussy and immediately started
rubbing it all over. She had a fine covering of just developing, soft,
reddish pubic hair. Then she reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart
and begged, "Put your finger in there like you did before." I did and
this time she felt all slick and gooey, and she felt so warm, almost hot.
She closed her eyes and started moaning and begging me to keep touching
her. I remembered some boys talking in the boy's bathroom about how they
sucked some girl's big tits. I looked down at hers and couldn't help
myself, as I leaned forward and took one in my mouth.

She jumped at the touch of my lips, but at first taste of her I was not
to be denied. I started sucking on it like a wild man. I didn't care
what she did, I wasn't going to stop. It wasn't but a few seconds later
that she relaxed back on the sofa and I felt her hands on the back of my
head pulling me harder down on her and even moving me to the other
breast. `My God,' I thought, `she likes it she really likes it.' The
feel of her soft flesh in my mouth and her hard nipple against my tongue
was driving me wild.

Suddenly, I pulled back, removed my hand from her pussy and looked down
at her. "Why did you stop...did I do something wrong?" She asked with a
frightened look on her face...that look that you get when something is
going to be taken away from you.

"No sis you didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why....."

My hands started trembling and it spread to my whole body as I started to
speak, "Do you...I mean can we...I mean I want to...Sis? Do you want me to
f...fu...fuck you?" Her eyes got big, she had heard some girls talk about
fucking once, but she didn't know for sure what they were talking about,
she just knew it was naughty and good girls didn't talk that way.

She laid there for what seemed to be an eternity. I knew it, I was in
trouble now, she was going to tell mom and dad that I wanted to fuck her.
Oh God was my cock rock hard and throbbing. Then she started to speak,
but nothing came out of her mouth at first. She nervously cleared her
throat and asked, "Do you know how?"

"I think so." I sheepishly replied.

"Have you ever done it before?"

I was tempted to lie and tell her yes, but this seemed too special of an
occasion for lying and I told her the truth, "No, no I haven't. Is that
okay?"

"I'm glad. Will it hurt?"

"I don't know."

"Do you want to?"

"I think so. Yes, I know so."

"Is it fun?"

"I think it is...the guys that talk about it say it is."

"I don't know how."

"I don't really know either, but we can learn together." Looking down
at her innocent body I couldn't help but breath, "You are so beautiful,
sis so glorious."

"Okay, I want to fuck if you want to fuck." She said. "How do we
start?"

"Well, you are on your back like you are and you have to spread your
legs and then I get on top of you...kinda like this." As I lowered myself
on top of her I could see the fear in her eyes, but the brave look of
determination on her face. "Now I put my cock...you know my peepee in
your peepee."

With that short explanation I started jabbing at her with my cock, but
not finding my intended target. Suddenly, Patty pushed on my chest,
"Stop, you're hurting me."

"I'm sorry, I am really sorry. I won't do it any more. I guess it was
a bad idea." I said dejectedly.

She looked up at me, "Maybe I can help." She suggested.

"How?"

"You are trying to put it in my vagina, right...my peepee...that's what
they call it, a vagina? She both explained and asked.

"Yeah." I could hardly look at her I was becoming so embarrassed.

"Okay, let me help you. Now go down real slow." She reached between us
with one hand and took my cock in it and guided me to her opening. As the
head of my cock entered her pussy she let out a gasp and I couldn't
believe the sensation I felt engulf my cock head. I wanted to shove it
into her right then and there. I wanted that feeling on all of my cock; I
wanted to be totally inside her. But, just as I was about to plunge into
her I looked down at her face. She was looking back at me. It was a look
of total trust and I knew I couldn't do that. Somehow I just knew that
wasn't right.

So, I continued to slowly push into her deeper and deeper. Her mouth was
open and she was starting to pant. I was fighting the urge to propel
myself fully into her when I hit something. I mean my cock stopped. This
can't be right I'm not all the way in. She felt it too, as her eyes
widened and looked up at me questioningly. I pushed a little harder and
she winced and I stopped. "Did I hurt you?" I asked.

"Just a little."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Are you all the way in?"

"No, I don't think so." I answered. "It doesn't feel all the way
in."

"It doesn't to me either." She sort of sucked in her breath as she
said, "Push it all the way in; I want it all the way in me." And she
held her breath and softly bit her lower lip in anticipation.

"Okay, here goes." And I pushed real hard and I could feel like
something ripped and I plunged fully into her. She let out a loud scream
and clamped her legs and arms around me in a semi-death grip. I didn't
move then I whispered in her ear. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt
you."

"I know Jimmy, I know." She whispered back. It's starting to feel
better already. My concern for her was becoming over taken by the lust
starting to surround my cock. As her grip on me relaxed, I started to
pull out. Patty again, put her arms and legs around me and said, "Don't
take it out, please don't take it out."

"I'm not going to take it out; I think I am supposed to go up and down
on you." I explained.

"Promise?"

"I promise"

Again, she relaxed that grip and I started going up and down very slowly.
"Does it still hurt?"

"No, not anymore." She sort of purred.

With those words and the passion filling my body I began picking up the
pace. It wasn't long until I was thrusting into her over and over.

Then I announced to her, "I think we are really fucking, I think this is
what fucking is."

She whispered in my ear as I pounded into her pussy, "I like fucking,
Jimmy, I REALLY like fucking with you."

"So do I sis so do I." I was laying on top of her my chest pushing into
her breasts and my hips going up and down a mile a minute. All of a
sudden I heard a strange sound coming from her and her body started
shaking and squirming under me. With tremendous will power, I stopped and
pulled up, again. "What's the matter is it hurting again?"

With a sense of unexpected urgency she almost creamed at me, "No, no
don't stop, Jimmy don't stop. Faster, do it faster." As she took her
hands and pulled at my ass cheeks to get me back into her. She was
panting and shaking and begging me to do it faster and faster. Her sense
of urgency and body movements drove me on to greater heights. (At this
time in my life I took it for granted, but later in life I found out that
I am blessed with great endurance and long lasting power.) All of a
sudden I felt her pussy contracting around my cock and trying to squeeze
the life out of it. The sensation of fucking a slick, tight pussy was so
unbelievable, so breathtaking, so wonderful, so amazing that I refused to
be pushed from her and plowed into her harder, faster and deeper. She
never complained, but begged for more until all of a sudden her legs shot
up into the air, she let out a weird sound; she dug her fingernails into
my back, clamped onto my cock and then collapsed back onto the sofa. I
though I had killed her, but her panting quickly relived me of that fear.
She then reached up, pulled my head down and gave me a big kiss.

"That was awesome." She exclaimed. "I have never felt anything like
that before in my life." While she talked I resumed my own awesome
feeling and now her pussy hole felt even slicker, as I quickly picked up
speed and was again slamming my cock deep into her. "Yes, yes brother,
fuck me some more. Let me feel you inside me." It wasn't long until she
was building to another fever pitch of uncontrolled excitement. But this
time I was feeling my own volcano preparing to erupt. I had my arms
wrapped around, I was rapidly kissing her face all over and then it
happened...I slammed into her as deeply as I could shove my cock and
spewed my seed into my baby sister. I pulled back and fired another load
into her. I repeated this a few times before I finally came to rest on
top of and inside Patty.

We both laid there saying nothing, just panting and holding onto each
other. Finally, after our heavy breathing subsided, I pulled back so I
could look her in the face and I told her, "Sis that was the most
incredible thing that has ever happened to me. You are the greatest
sister a brother could ever have. Thank you so much so very, very much."

"Oh Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy it is I who should be thanking you. I loved it
absolutely loved it, I want to fuck all the time." She declared.

That was when a slight guilty feeling started to come over me and I
realized that I had just fucked my sister, my very own sister...not a step
sister but my blood sister.

To Be Continued: