Grace Wilkinson - Aunt Dorothy book I

Lee's hand suddenly moved upward and touched his cheek. He felt as though her fingers were burning a hole in his face and squirmed a little, but not so much as to make her move her hand away. He didn't quite know how it happened, but seconds later he simply leaned forward and kissed her. At first he kissed her tentatively on the cheek, but then he was shocked to feel her hands drawing him closer to her… forcing his mouth hard against her softly giving lips. To his own surprise, he found himself drawing back, trying to get away.

"No… no, Sis… we shouldn't… I mean…"

"Oh, Joe, there's nothing wrong with kissing!" his younger sister answered, her blue eyes shining. But nevertheless, Joe saw that her lower lip was trembling and that she seemed on the verge of tears. Outside there was a rumble of thunder and moments later, wind and rain began to splatter against the small basement window.

"I… I saw you last night…" Joe blurted out as though this direct statement would clear the air between them. But Lee only leaned forward again and placed her lips on his, this time sticking her tongue out so that it wet his lips and poked between them, seeking entrance to his mouth. Joe kept his eyes wide open, aware of the television blasting nonsense words in the background and the storm outside. Strange streaks of excitement whirled round inside him, emanating from his lips and continuing throughout his body down to where his youthful penis jerked spontaneously below.

At last the kiss was over.

"Joe, would you like to touch me?" Lee asked. Her voice sounded low and urgent and Joe remembered his earlier thought of wanting to touch her… his fantasy of making her go through with it. But now, she was the aggressor and he… God, why was he acting so dumb! He struggled inwardly against his reticence wishing to appear knowledgeable to his younger sister… but all he could do was stammer out a series of unintelligible sounds in answer to her request.

When Joe did nothing further but remain sitting there close beside her on the floor, his arm touching hers, Lee smiled reassuringly up at him and said, "Here… give me your hand."

Her hand felt cool and very small in his as she picked it up and placed it at the opening of her loose blouse. Closing her eyes half-way and sighing a little, she gave it a little push into the interior of the material. Joe's fingers encountered the creamy young flesh of her neck and then, naturally continuing downward, across the even textured skin. When his hand came to a stop just before reaching the faint rise of the top of her breast, Lee prompted him.

"Go on… go on… a little bit more…"

Joe felt like a time bomb about to explode, but he let his hand be guided still deeper into the mysterious cavern of her throat. Then the tips of his fingers were brushing the gently rising mound of tenderness that formed her right breast. He had never felt anything so soft! He knew that his own skin was not nearly so smooth and he was prompted to wonder if all women were like that… perhaps even Aunt Dot! The very thought of his Aunt made him start to shake, but at the same time his desire doubled instantly, giving him the courage he lacked. He reached out and cupped the entire mound of his sister's ripe young breast in his trembling hand. In his palm pulsed the rubbery tip of her nipple! It felt very odd and undeniably exciting. His fingers came together to twist the firm bud of flesh and as he did so, he felt her wiggle and squirm a little.

"Ooooooohhh…" she sighed, leaning forward to kiss him again, "… ooooohhhhhh…"

Joe recalled in vivid detail how Lee had teased her own breasts the night before and began in earnest to attempt to recreate the experience she had given herself. He felt driven now, and he knew that he would need little guidance from that moment on. As she quivered with pleasure beneath his touches, a sense of power rose in him and he knew for the first time, the purely masculine joy of pleasing a girl. It was a heady feeling and one which gained complete control of him, making him lose track of the time and the place. He even forgot that Lee was his sister. It didn't seem to matter really. With her lips so wet and open, playing on his, her tongue thrust deep in his mouth, he could hardly think at all! What mattered was that he was a boy and she a girl… a more than willing girl at that! And as the delicious moments passed, he found himself becoming more and more agitated. His hand ground down upon the delicacy of her breasts now going from one to the other with feverish speed, and as he returned her fervent kisses, he pushed them both back upon the rug.

"Joe… oh, Joe…" Lee murmured between kisses, "… do me… do me like you saw me do last night… please!"

Lee felt as though everything was coming apart. She felt light and airy and totally receptive as little shivers took hold of her at her slightly older brother's strong caresses. From the moment he had first hinted about seeing her last night, she had felt a burning heat in her loins and urgent desires for him to touch her. It had seemed like nothing could stop her from making that wish come true. Her nipples felt sensitive and red but the pain was even more wonderful than the pleasure as she urged him to continue. She was lying flat on her back now looking up at him. His boyish face was a mask of desire and just looking at him made her squirm with lust. He was lying on his side beside her and she lifted her arms up to draw him over her.

"Yeesssssss…" she hissed as his body molded over hers. "Yeeeeesssssss…"

"L… L… Lee…" Joe stammered. "Are… are you sure?"

"Oh, yes… I'm sure… like last night… just like what you saw yes… yes… yes…"

Joe's hand fumbled forward and downward. He could hardly breathe correctly and sometimes he found he was holding his breath and other times panting lewdly. His hand traveled down along her belly and he felt her lifting up to undo the back of her shorts. Her pelvis bumped up against his and he felt his hard, incited young cock digging through all the layers of material into her stomach.

Lee felt it prod just as she undid the zipper on her shorts and she gulped. She hurriedly and awkwardly tried to pull the shorts down and Joe found himself helping her. Bit by bit the brief pants peeled down and it was clear that she was naked underneath them. Down, down over her young, but already rounding hips, and pale white loins… revealing her bellybutton and the naked expanse of her flat stomach… then the same golden patch of light triangular fuzz that he had spied last night… only now it was so very near… came into view!

Joe swallowed the excess saliva that seemed to have accumulated in his mouth as Lee kicked off her shorts. His hands resumed an ardent manipulation of his sister's pliant young breasts. Wave after wave of hot passion overwhelmed him as his fingers ran harshly and then lightly over her young girlish titties. He was enjoying them like a child with new toys on Christmas morning. His other hand lingered at the tiny hollow of her navel scarcely daring to move on. It seemed that it would stay there forever when suddenly, Lee whispered, "Let's play a game…" His sister's entire lower torso was undulating now beneath his hand and he was lying half on her and half on the floor.

"What kind of game?" he asked, his prick aching, balls tingling.

"Let's pretend…" Her hand was on his… the one on her belly… and she began to move it down along the satiny naked flesh.

"Do you think I'm pretty…?" Lee said changing the subject, almost timid now.

"What game?" Joe almost shouted. Everything was just too much for him now and he was suddenly unaccountably angry. The slowness with which his hand inched toward the tousled blondeness of her moist little pussy was almost unendurable but he was powerless to make it go faster, to give his hand a will of its own.