Older sister teaches younger one how to masturbate

Taboo
It was time for my big brother Tim to get married. He's 
the oldest of the kids in my family. He's 22. Then my 
older sister, Becky, who's 17. And then me, at 15. 
Youngest is my sister, Sam (short for Samantha) who is 
11.

Since Tim was getting married, we have all sorts of 
relatives coming into town. Most of them are staying in 
hotels, and whatnot. However, my Aunt Anne (my mom's 
sister) is staying with us. In my room. Because she's 
in my room, mom set up the rollaway bed (which is 
fairly large) in Becky's room for me. It'll only be for 
two nights. I still don't understand why they couldn't 
kick Sam out of her room! However, after the 
experience, which I'm going to tell you about, I'm 
really glad that I roomed with Becky.

			*

It's 10:00 the night before Tim's wedding. Mom wants 
everyone asleep early so that we can get up early. So 
Becky and I are in her room. We're not tired, so we get 
to talking. We've always been pretty close sisters, 
since we're only two years apart in age. I was getting 
to that age where my interest in boys was getting 
pretty strong.

Pardon my immodesty, but people in my family tend to be 
quite attractive. I think Becky is beautiful, and the 
boys know it. She's been dating a lot since she was my 
age (mom won't let us date until we're 15). And I look 
quite a bit like my sister, except that my body isn't 
awfully developed yet. So we're talking, mostly about 
boys. Typical conversation. 

Then we started to talk about sex, as teenage girls 
will sometimes do (see, not just boys talk about it).

"Becky, forgive me for asking..." I started.

"Yes," she replied before I could finish.

"You've done it with a boy?"

"Once. Have you?"

"No. I really don't think that any boy would want 
someone as flat-chested as me."

"I was flat as a board until I turned 16. Then, over-
night, they grew. Really fast. Mom says it's been that 
way in our family."

You see, I really am pretty flat. I have two small 
bumps on my chest, so small that I really don't need a 
bra. But I wear one anyhow. Becky's chest is fairly 
large. Now that I remember back, her breasts did start 
to grow when she was 16. One more year and maybe I'd 
have them too.

"How was it? I mean, what was sex like?" I asked.

"Different. At first it's really strange, taking your 
clothes off in front of a guy. And then when you 
actually do it, it hurts a little. But it's strange, 
the slight pain is enjoyable. And then it gets to be a 
lot of fun and feels really good after a while."

"Did you use, umm... protection?"

"I should have, but I was stupid. It was my first date, 
when I was 15. And I really didn't understand all what 
was supposed to happen. I guess I'm lucky that nothing 
happened. When you date, don't let any guy force you 
into anything. And don't be stupid like me, use a 
condom or some other sort of protection. OK, lecture 
over."

"Thanks. I sometimes feel funny, especially when I see 
a cute guy. It's sort of like a tickle, down there..." 
I explained, as I pointed towards my crotch. "I feel 
like I want to put my hand inside and scratch it, but I 
don't."

"Sounds like you're horny. You know, you could 
masturbate yourself."

"Only guys do that. I might hurt myself."

"No, if you do it right, it can make you feel really 
good."

"Do you masturbate?" I asked Becky, a little ashamed of 
the word.

"Sometimes. Do you want me to teach you how?"

I didn't know what to say. I always looked up to Becky, 
but this sounded a little strange. A little perverted. 
But I was interested. So I said yes. 

"In fact, you don't always need a boy to have sex and 
feel good. If you do it with another girl, you can feel 
just as good - if not better and you can't get 
pregnant."

This was strange. Was she suggesting that she has sex 
with other girls? I asked, "Do you have sex with other 
girls?"

"Sometimes. But don't think that there's anything 
wrong with it. You remember doing your friends hair, 
or sharing ice cream when you were little? It's the 
same sort of thing. Helping your friends feel good. 
And just because you like it doesn't mean that you 
can't like guys."

It's OK, so my sister liked to have sex with other 
girls. In-stead of making me think she was strange, the 
idea appealed to me. I liked the idea. I wanted to try 
it. Perhaps Becky would show me. She's my sister, and I 
trust her.

"Could you, ummm, do it with me?"

"Anything you want. That's what sisters are for."

So it was set. I would have my first sexual experience, 
and with my own sister. The idea made me get that 
tickle, the heat, in my crotch.

"First thing to do is to take our clothes off," she 
told me, as she unbuttoned her pajamas top. As she 
opened it, I could see her bra. It wasn't huge, but it 
held quite a bit of her chest. "Now you take off your 
shirt." 

I pulled my top over my head. Like I said, I have no 
chest, but I wear a training bra. So there we were, two 
sisters, sitting together without shirts. Sounds 
stupid, but it would make things easier for what was to 
come. 

"Take off your bra," Becky told me.

I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. Although I 
feel silly because I have such small breasts, taking 
off my clothes in front of another girl wasn't strange. 
After all, there was lacrosse - I've changed and 
showered in front of other girls. But still, because I 
knew what was going to happen was sex, it felt odd. But 
good.

"You're not really that small, you know. I was totally 
flat when I was your age. But you've got something 
there. Besides, big breasts are a real pain sometimes. 
Even with sex."

I looked down at myself. No, I wasn't flat. I had these 
small mounds with a little pink nipple dead center of 
each one. Becky then took off her bra. She needs one, 
for sure. They sort of fell out as she took off the 
item that held them. Would I have those one-day? Was 
Becky right? Would I hate having big breasts? I didn't 
have much time to think, because Becky took her right 
hand and touched my left nipple. She rubbed a little 
around it, sometimes leaving my breast altogether and 
rubbing the space between them. I gulped. This was the 
first time anyone had ever touched my chest, besides my 
doctor and, well, when I was a baby. I looked at 
Becky's chest. I slowly moved a hand towards it, 
wanting to feel what big breasts felt like. They looked 
soft, but would they feel hard inside? No, I couldn't 
bring myself to do it.

Becky moved her hand away from me. "O.K., well, you 
wanted to know how to satisfy yourself.... So, here's 
how.... First, of course, you have to take off your 
pants. You can make yourself feel good, sometimes, with 
pants on. But it's much better with them off."

She stood up and unsnapped the fly on her pajamas. 
Yeah, I know, girls don't really need to have a fly. 
But I wasn't concerned with that sort of stupid thing. 
I was waiting to see what was inside. She popped open 
the snap and slowly lowered the pants to the floor. She 
was wearing French cut panties. But that was all. I 
mean, she was naked except for them.

"Why don't you take off your pajama bottoms? Then I can 
begin to show you some stuff you can do with other 
girls."

So, I took mine off. Now I was standing in front of my 
sister nude except for my undies. 

"Lie down," she told me.

I was getting a little scared. But I did as she asked. 
She then got up onto the bed and straddled my legs, 
with her crotch hanging over my navel. Her breasts hung 
down over me, making them seem even larger. She lowered 
one hand to the bed, to brace herself. The other hand 
she used to stroke my chest. She rubbed from my neck 
down to the bottom of my rib cage, taking extra time at 
my breasts, which were really flat now that I was lying 
on my back. She used both hands and squeezed on my 
nipples. Not so that they hurt, but it did make them 
pop out a bit. She backed herself up a bit, and moved 
her hand down to the waistband of my panties. She kept 
going, rubbing over them and going between my legs. I 
spread my legs, but she said "don't" so I moved them 
back and Becky continued to feel around. And back to 
the waistband. But this time, instead of going on top 
of them, she put her hand inside. She rubbed over me, 
feeling where pubic hair was in the process of growing. 
I wasn't really thick like some of the girls on my 
team. Seeing how the rest of me is developing late, I 
guess the thick black patch would take its time. Not 
like I cared. Regular hair is enough trouble with my 
two-piece swimsuit all ready. Anyway, she continued to 
probe downward in my tight panties. In fact, she 
stopped before she actually hit my crotch. And back up 
and out. She took both hands and put them inside my 
undies, at both sides.

"Lift your butt, a little," she instructed, so I picked 
up my butt and she quickly yanked down my panties to my 
knees, showing my crotch for all to see. Well, Becky, 
anyhow. I lowered my naked butt to the bed and she slid 
my panties off me.

"Bend your legs up, like your going to do sit-ups," she 
again said. I did so. I was getting nervous. She put 
her hands on my knees and asked my to spread my legs 
apart. After I did, she slid her hands down the insides 
of my legs towards my crotch.

"Beautiful pussy!" she said. Pussy? I've heard the word 
before in reference to a girl's crotch, but I was 
always told that girls hated that word. I guess Becky 
knew what I was thinking. "It's OK to say pussy. 
Sometimes even cunt. Or twat. Whatever you like. Just 
don't use such words in front of anyone that you 
wouldn't say fuck to."

Ah, I see. So she put her hands on my inner thighs and 
lowered her head towards my crotch... uh... cunt. What 
happened next really threw me. She, a girl, put her 
face right between my legs and pressed her mouth 
against my twat (no, I don't like that word). I just 
stared at the ceiling and let her do her thing. She 
licked up and down the area between my butthole and the 
area where my vagina ends and the "patch" of pubic hair 
gets thicker. So tender she was, that I almost fell 
asleep. But then, she moved her hands inward and 
touched my vagina. She pulled apart the little lips on 
them and pushed her tongue inside. Whoa! Weird, but 
felt good. So good, that my entire body got warm. And I 
thought I was going to urinate all over Becky's tongue. 
I tried to stop from doing it. But I wasn't able to 
restrain myself and I let it go. But I didn't. I didn't 
pee.

"You know, you taste good. Some girls don't taste 
quite right.

But you're really good. And you're starting to get wet. 
That'll help."

She sat up and wiped her mouth, her breasts falling 
back to her chest.

"What do you mean, wet?"

"When a girl gets excited, she gets this liquid in her 
cunt. It's useful for sex, because it makes the penis 
slide in and out a little easier. But when playing with 
yourself, or even doing it with another girl, it's 
useful. Go ahead and put your finger in you vagina. 
You'll see." She sat down next to me and I sat up. Put 
my finger in my vagina? Well, I'll give it a shot. 
'Slowly', she told me.

"Push apart your pussy lips. And slowly slide your 
finger in You have short nails, so you shouldn't 
scratch yourself inside, but be careful." I did as she 
said. Yes, there was liquid on my pussy. But not urine, 
Becky says.

Slowly I slid a finger inside my hole. I could feel 
that I was soft inside. And warm. And wet.

"This is the main way you have of fucking yourself. 
Once you get more experienced, you can move your finger 
around. And get multiple fingers inside. If you want to 
taste your love juices, pull your finger out and suck 
on it." I again did as told. Didn't have much of a 
taste.

"Want to taste me? I can't promise anything, but I'm to 
understand that my taste is pretty good. And from 
finger fucking myself, I can say that it's pretty close 
to what you taste like. Guess it's because we're 
sisters."

She stood up and pulled her panties down. She had thick 
black pubic hair. And because she had a tan line, the 
white around it made it seem all the more black. She 
again straddled me and slowly pushed my down. She moved 
closer and closer to my face and finally her breasts 
hung there. "Go ahead, nurse," she suggested. She 
guided one of her breasts to my mouth and touched her 
nipple to my lips. I opened wide and took in as much as 
I could (not much) and sucked on it. It didn't have any 
taste, but my sucking on another girl's breasts was 
sexy. She pulled down and moved her crotch closer to my 
face. I could see all her genitals, right there. And 
she lowered it right onto my mouth and I licked. Yes, 
it did taste fine. The hair was getting in the way, but 
still, I decided I liked pussy eating.

"And this, sister, is called a 69." She pulled away 
from my eating mouth and lifted a leg over me and then 
the other one so that her butt was pointing toward the 
ceiling and near my face. And then she lowered her body 
so that her face was in my crotch. "Now, eat me!" So I 
did. She pushed her butt back till her pussy was in my 
mouth and I sucked on it. Yes, actually sucked on her 
cunt like it was an orange.

Meanwhile, she was doing the same to me. But she was oh 
so much better at it than I. She was using her tongue 
and fingers. Faster and faster she went, and I tried to 
imitate. And then, another hot flash. But this time 
stronger and deep. I started to shake. Was I going to 
die? But it felt great. I started to push my crotch 
into her face, because I knew that was what was feeling 
so good. It tickled. It was hot. It was great. And I 
pissed. All over her face. And then... it was over. 
Becky sat up, her mouth wet.

"Congratulations. You had an orgasm. And a good one 
from the taste of it!" She bent over and kissed my on 
the lips. A good strong French kiss. I could taste what 
was on her face. It wasn't piss, but that pussy juice. 
I was tired. I loved it. I just sat there for a bit 
thinking.

"I know you're pretty tired, but I have a few things 
still to tell you. First, by rubbing and putting your 
finger inside you, you can orgasm (or cum) again. And 
do you know what little bump inside your cunt lips near 
the top. That's your clit. Rubbing that should feel 
good. That's what I was licking when you came."
It was good. We spent the next hour or so touching and 
Becky showing me more about masturbating and having sex 
with girls. It made me feel great. And I wouldn't get 
pregnant. 

We fell asleep, naked, in each other arms.

And the wedding next day was interesting, but the 
wedding night was just plain fun, I mean, what are 
sisters for!
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