On the Couch

It was really, really late, like about three in the morning, when I heard the front door open. I was up in my bedroom and had been sleeping, but the sound of the door opening woke me up. I peered out my window and saw a car driving off, followed by the sound of my older sister calling out “Good night!” and giggling.
Ah. That meant Bre was home. She was seventeen and spent just about every night she could out partying. Since it was summer, and our parents were gone for two weeks, this meant she did it basically every night.
I heard a thump from downstairs, and when I didn’t hear the sound of Bre’s feet on the stairs coming up to her room, I started to get a little worried. She’d passed out on the living room floor a few days ago. I wondered if she’d done that again. Last time I hadn’t found out until I’d woken up the next morning, but this time I was awake. I should go check on her, I concluded.
I got out of bed and crept out into the hallway. Clad only in my boxers and t-shirt I made my way down the stairs. I moved quietly and finally got downstairs. I poked my head into the living room.
Yep, there was Bre. She’d fallen onto the couch and she looked completely passed out. I stood over her and sighed, not sure what to do. Finally I figured I should try to wake her up.
“Bre? Bre, it’s me, Cody. Wake up.”
She said nothing, didn’t even twitch, she was just there, sitting up, passed out. If it hadn’t been for the fact that she was breathing, I would have thought she was dead.
“Bre? Come on, Bre, wake up.” I reached down and shook her shoulders gently. She didn’t say anything, she just sat there.
Now I was getting a little worried. I shook her by the shoulders again, and this time she moved slightly. I don’t think it was intentional, I think it was just gravity. She basically slid down the couch a little bit, leaving her with her butt right on the edge.
I sighed, and was just about to consider calling 911 when I happened to look down. The short skirt my sister had been wearing had ridden up and now I knew that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
My breath caught in my throat. I looked down in the wan glow from the porch light shining through the windows. Yes… no panties. Oh, wow. I was thirteen and I’d never even gotten close to getting laid. I’d certainly never seen a girl’s vagina in real life before. I figured that I could try to wake her up again, but meantime I wanted to get a closer look.
I got down on my knees between Bre’s legs and looked at what was splayed out there for me to see. I couldn’t see too much. There really wasn’t a lot of light. I could tell she didn’t have any pubic hair. She must’ve shaved it, I thought.
I sat back a little, my penis tenting out my boxers. I wanted to see more of Bre’s vagina, but I didn’t want to turn on a light. Getting an idea, I got up and walked into the kitchen where I rooted around until I found a flashlight. Then I went back into my previous position and shined the light onto my sister.
Now I could see better, thought I still couldn’t see a lot. There was a slit, and what looked like a series of folds. I had half expected just to see some hole where the guy’s penis when in, but that wasn’t the case.
Licking my lips, I looked up at my sister’s unconscious face. I put out the flashlight, stood up and shook her shoulders again, pretty hard this time, trying to see if she’d wake up.
Nothing.
I got back down on my knees and shined the light onto her vagina once more. Gently I placed a hand on each of my sister’s thighs and spread them a little wider, trying to get a better view of the treasure between her legs. It helped a little, though I was still kind of confused by what I saw.
My penis was throbbing and aching for release. I reached down and extracted it through the fly of my boxers, letting it pop up. I put my hand around it and gave it a couple strokes as I looked at my sister’s vagina, enjoying the view even if I didn’t really understand it all that well.
Wondering how much I could get away with, I let go of my penis and placed my hand on my sister’s thigh. Slowly I moved it up until I was right near Bre’s vagina. Swallowing hard, I let a couple shaking fingers drift across her slit while I studied her face. No reaction.
Feeling a little bold, I let my entire hand come to rest over my sister’s vagina. I could feel heat and all sorts of interesting textures under my palm. It was really fascinating! I held my hand there for a bit and then moved it back down to my penis, giving it a couple strokes as I thought about what to do next.
Well, if she hadn’t woken up yet, she probably wouldn’t wake up if I poked my fingers around a little, I reasoned. Maybe I could find the place where the boy’s penis was supposed to go.
So I stuck out my index finger and traced it along the slit, from the little knob at the top down to the bottom. It was really cool! I ran my finger up and down a few times, and then started to notice an odd wetness appearing from somewhere. I had no idea where, or why. I started wondering if Bre had wet herself, but that didn’t seem right.
I moved in closer with the flashlight, seeing moisture glisten as I shined it at my sister’s vagina. I kept wondering what was causing it. I ran my finger along the slit again, and this time I noticed one spot that seemed extra wet. It was almost like an indentation. I poked my fingertip at it and felt it sink in slightly.
Understanding dawned. THIS was the place! It had to be. I pushed forward with my finger again, watching as it slid all the way into my sister’s vagina. I could feel the warm, moist flesh clinging to my finger as I held it inside her. Wow… this was cool. I moved my finger back and forth inside Bre’s vagina, totally blown away at how cool it felt around me.
Now I was trying to figure out what to do next. I was really wondering how much I could get away with, and how far I would go. I mean, this was my sister, after all, so I couldn’t go all the way and fuck her. But maybe I could at least fool around a little more.
I thought I might try something. I stood up and dropped my boxers, my virgin penis popping up. I got back down between my sister’s legs and took my erection in my hand. I placed the tip at the top of her vagina and gently ran it down her slit, a shiver of pleasure shooting through my body.
As I ran my penis up and down on my sister’s vagina, I kept an eye on her face, looking out for any signs at all that she might be waking up. There was nothing. She just kept on sleeping, completely out of it.
I paused in my rubbings, letting the tip of my penis come to rest against the entrance to my sister’s vagina. Now I began to really think about sticking it in her. I mean, I couldn’t actually fuck her for real, but maybe if I were to stick all the way into her and then pull it right back out again, that wouldn’t really count as sex, but I would know what it felt like to be inside a girl.
Trying to stay calm, I figured I’d try a little experiment. I pushed my penis forward, feeling the tip slide into Bre’s vagina. It was very warm and wet and wonderful. With the entire tip stuck into her I looked up at her face, trying to spot any reaction. There was none.
Ok, I thought. I’d do it. I’d stick it all the way into her and then pull it right back out again. It wouldn’t officially count as sex, so it wouldn’t be wrong or anything like that. She’d never know I had it in her, but I’d know what it felt like.
I set down the flashlight and spread Bre’s legs as far as I could. Taking a deep breath, I reoriented my body and gave a little push with my hips. It was mind blowing. It almost felt like my sister’s seventeen-year-old vagina was sucking my thirteen-year-old virgin penis into her. There wasn’t any problem or any difficulty. Just pure pleasure as I slid smoothly and easily all the way right into her.
I closed my eyes and held myself motionless, my penis buried deep inside my older sister’s vagina. God, this was intense! I just stayed there, soaking inside her liquid warmth, knowing that I should pull out but not wanting to.
But I knew I had to. Very slowly, very reluctantly, I sat back, letting my penis slip out of Bre’s vagina. My mind was spinning as I looked at the wonderful place I’d just been inside. I couldn’t believe I’d actually done that! Technically, I realized, I wasn’t a virgin anymore. THAT was a cool thought!
I wanted to reach down and jerk off some more, but I also wanted to stick my penis back into my sister. I thought hard about it, trying to figure out what to do. Well, I guess that since I had already had it in her for a little bit, there probably wouldn’t be anything wrong with putting it back in her and fucking her a little, right? I mean, I couldn’t ever let her know that I’d done it, but there wouldn’t be anything really WRONG with it, would there?
I got back into position and placed my penis against my sister’s vagina again. I gave a little push and slid easily back into her. Wow, it was sweet. I sank my erection all the way into her warm embrace, and then pulled back a little. Then I slid in again, aware now that I was actually really fucking a girl!
I hadn’t really thought about what I’d do when I came. This was possibly not a wise omission on my part, because after only a couple more thrusts, I felt the most incredible, intense, magnificent orgasm of my young life begin, the feeling starting at the base of my penis and spreading out through my entire body as I pushed deep into my sister’s vagina, holding myself there as my sperm blasted into her.
As soon as I was done cumming, I pulled back, slipping out of Bre’s vagina and trying to get my breath back as the full impact of what I’d just done hit me. Oh, god. I’d fucked her and I’d came inside her! Shit, what if she got pregnant or something?
Shakily, I got to my feet and went into the kitchen. I helped myself to a glass of water and then walked, still naked, back into the living room where I looked at my sister’s unconscious body, trying to figure out what to do now.
It crossed my mind, as I stood there, my penis still somewhat hard, that I hadn’t seen my sister’s breasts yet. Given how much I’d already done, I might as well do that, too, and get a good look, I thought.
Bre was just wearing a fairly tight t-shirt. A quick exam showed that she didn’t seem to have a bra on under it. I got back between her legs and took hold of the bottom of her shirt. I lifted it up until her breasts popped out from under it, then I sat back and took a good long look at them. They weren’t huge, but they sure weren’t small, and were very nice to look at. My somewhat hard penis instantly turned steel-hard once more.
Reaching up with a hand, I cupped one of my sister’s breasts, feeling the soft skin and the hard nipple under my palm. Damn, that was cool. I leaned forward and gave her nipple a little lick, blown away by how awesome this all was.
I wanted to feel my sister’s breasts against my bare chest, so I moved forward a little until I was pressed against them. This also had the nice benefit of bringing my penis back into contact with her vagina.
Naturally, I really wanted to fuck her again. I knew I shouldn’t. Hell, I shouldn’t be doing any of this. But since I’d already done it once, I guessed there wouldn’t be any harm in doing it again. She’d never know about it, after all.
Having made up my mind to fuck her again, I thought it might be cool if this time I was on top of her instead of just kneeling between her legs. It was a large couch, so I knew it wouldn’t be a big problem if I could get her into position. I also wanted her to be naked, so the first thing I did was pull her t-shirt off, then removed her skirt completely.
That done, I gently placed my hands on Bre’s shoulders and pushed her over, moving her body until she was resting on her back. Then I spread her legs a little and got down on top of her, looking at my sister’s glorious, naked body.
I took one of her legs in my hand and held it up so that I could penetrate more easily. Then I lined up and guided my young penis back into my sister’s tight vagina. When I was completely inside her, I lowered my nude body on top of hers and simply held myself motionless for a bit.
This was really nice, I though. The feelings of her breasts against my naked body, my penis inside her vagina, the pleasure of everything that was happening.. God, it was incredible! The feelings got even better as I started fucking her, seeing her breasts wobble in time with my thrusts.
As I fucked my unconscious older sister, I wondered what she would say if she knew I was doing this. Would she basically kill me, or would she enjoy it? Would she think I was a good lover?
I began trying different ways of fucking as I screwed Bre this second time. I tried swiveling my hips, I tried fucking fast, I tried fucking slow, trying to see which way felt the best. I gave up eventually because they all felt really amazing.
I managed to last about five minutes before I came again, my sperm shooting into my sister’s vagina as I held tight onto her nude body. The orgasm seemed even more wonderful and more intense than the first time.
When I pulled out of Bre, I looked at the clock on the wall and knew that it was getting to the point where I’d have to stop. I pulled my boxers back on and spent the next several minutes trying to get her back into her clothes before realizing what a losing battle this was. A bit of panic set in, because I knew I certainly couldn’t have her waking up naked in the living room.
So it was that I gathered up my sister’s clothes and, with great effort, managed to get her upstairs and into her own bedroom. I figured if she woke up naked in her bed, she’d figure that she’d just ended up there when she passed out. I knew she sometimes slept naked, so that wouldn’t be so odd.
I also took a chance to fuck her once more, this time with her bent over her bed, so that I entered her from behind and fucked her doggie-style, adding one more blast of incestual sperm to the two that were already inside her. Then I quickly went back to my own bedroom where I ended up having to jerk off before I fell asleep.
The next morning, after my sister woke up, she didn’t say anything about anything being odd. To say that I was relieved was an understatement. In fact, she never said anything about knowing what had happened the previous night or even suspecting anything. I’d gotten away with it!
I was fortunate enough to have my sister pass out on me a couple more times and took both chances to fuck her. Once she did it when a friend of mine, who was still a virgin, was staying the night, and I let him do it with her, too.
Looking back on it, I know what a stupid, wrong thing this all was. Still, if I knew then what I knew now and had the chance to do it over again… well…

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. I’m starting to really wish I’d never began putting smart-ass lines at the end of these stories!

In the FLiN – First Iteration – ver 1.1

I was heading from my bedroom to the living room that night when I heard the faint sounds from my sister’s bedroom. I paused and stood there, listening quietly at the door, trying to figure out what was going on.
After just a couple minutes of listening, it was pretty obvious. Sennii was in the FLiN, and she was cybering.
I grinned a little, my penis stiffening as I remembered taking my sister’s cyber virginity last year when she was eleven and I was twelve. The feeling of sinking into her vagina, and knowing that I was the first boy to go there, was one of the most bisque memories I had so far in my life.
On a whim, I overrode the lock on my sister’s door, I spent a LOT of time learing how to manipulate computers, and peeked inside. There she was. She was laying on her bed, completely naked, legs spread and twitching slightly from time to time as she had sex in the FLiN. People didn’t move too much when they were inside, but most everyone at least twitched a little when they cybered. People didn’t usually cyber nude, either, but sometimes people did. There was a belief among some that it felt better that way. I’d done it a few times naked and I hadn’t noticed a difference.
I stood there in the doorway, looking at Sennii’s nude body and realized that this was the first time I’d ever seen a girl naked in real life. She looked exactly like how she looked in the FLiN. She had small breasts, very little pubic hair and a nice, thin body. She was really cute. I loved cybering with her.
I took a couple steps into Sennii’s room, admiring her body as she laid on her bed. I reached down and rubbed at my penis through my clothes. It had been a long time since I’d cybered with her. Too long, I realized now. I had to do it with her again soon.
Then I paused. I’d never had sex in real life, of course. I was only thirteen and way too young for that. Most people didn’t have real sex until after they were married, and sometimes not even then. Why bother with real sex, when you can just do it in the FLiN, and do it however you want?
But that didn’t mean that I wasn’t a little curious about real sex. And as I looked down at my sister’s twitching, naked body, I started wondering about the differences. How would it feel if, for example, I touched her body? Would it be the same or different from touching her in the FLiN?
Licking my lips, I thought I’d just touch her leg and see what happened. See what it felt like. So that in mind, I reached out and gently placed my hand on her inner thigh. Sennii didn’t react at all, but I did. My penis twitched at the contact as I realized that, yes, there seemed to be a difference. It might’ve just been my imagination, but it was there.
I moved my hand back and forth on my sister’s thigh. It was incredibly bisque! There deffinately was a difference between this and in the FLiN. I didn’t know what it was. Something about the texture, maybe, that the computer couldn’t recreate. Of course I knew in the back of my mind that this was nonsense. The implants in our heads made sure that everything was true to life. What’s the point, otherwise?
But still… there was something different and very bisque…
I lifted my hand off my sister’s thigh and moved up to one of her small breasts, cupping it gently, feeling her hard nipple under my palm. Very nice. On a whim, I leaned down and gave her nipple a little lick and a suck. Sennii still didn’t react, which was fine with me.
My eyes wandered down towards my sister’s vagina and I got a different idea. Very slowly I moved my hand down until I reached her sparse strands of pubic hair. I ran my fingers through them and then, finally, carefully, I moved one of my fingers down and slowly inserted it into my sister’s vagina.
My mind went numb for a moment. Her vagina was amazing! It was warm, it was wet, it was sooooo tight! I moved my finger in and out of Sennii a couple times, marveling at how it felt. I KNEW it was different from the FLiN. I couldn’t, as it were, put my finger on why, but it was different and in a very important way.
It was better.
Sennii’s twitching and light moans increased. I knew she was getting close to cumming. I wanted to have my finger inside her while she climaxed, but I knew that would be a bad idea. Some people slipped right out of the FLiN when they were done cumming and I really didn’t want to deal with the idea of her waking up and seeing me with my finger in her, so I withdrew. Both from her vagina and from her room, and made my way back to my bedroom, pondering the possibilities.

* * *

It was about three days before I finally decided what to do. It was going to take me a while to get everything set up. The progamming alone would be a challenge. But after a full three weeks of effort, I was finally ready to go.
The conclusion of my preperations dovetailed nicely with our parents paying a visit to Earth. I waited until their last night away before I finally put my plan into motion.
It began with me sitting in the kitchen killing time and eating while I waited for my sister to come out of her bedroom. I’d been monitoring her FLiN activities and knew that she was currently busy getting fucked by some boy. When she finished, I knew she’d come out and see me sitting there. I made myself busy reading a book.
Sure enough, not long after she was done, Sennii came into the kitchen. Looking down at me she said, “What are you reading?”
“‘Hero of Taggert’s Run’,” I replied. “It’s about how one lieutenant on the St Louis saved the remnants of the 3rd Fleet during the First Battle of Taggert’s Run.”
“History?” she asked as she got herself some food and sat down.
“Yeah, it’s pretty bisque.”
“Nice. I’ll have to check it out later.”
Trying not to grin, I said, “Sure, I’ll send it to you.” I closed my eyes and tapped into my implant, sending my sister not only the book, but a little something extra. “Done.”
“Bisque. Thanks.”
“No problem,” I said with total sincerity. “So what did you have planned tonight?”
“I don’t know,” she said with a shrug. “Probably just spend the night in FLiN.”
“Cybering?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah? I haven’t cybered in a few days.”
“I was on earlier with this boy named Arvid. He was pretty bisque.”
“Cute?”
She shrugged. “His avatar was. That’s really all that matters.”
Taking a moment to compose myself, I carefully said, “Yeah. You wanna cyber with me later? We haven’t done it in a while.”
Sennii considered the idea and then shrugged and said, “”Sure, it might be fun.”
“Bisque. Just let me know when you’re ready.”
“Ok.”
With that I stood up and cleared away my dishes before going into the living room where I switched on the HPD and turned on a sitcom I’d gotten to be fond of. My sister hated it, but she didn’t have any taste in what was good.
During one of the commercials, I said, “Hey, bisque!”
“What?” called out Sennii.
I stood up and walked into the kitchen. “They’re doing a series of news broadcasts from the starship Victory. That’s the one Captain Constantine is in command of.”
“Oh,” she said, obviously not recognizing the name.
With slightly strained patience I said, “You don’t know who that is, do you, Sennii?”
“Not really.”
“She’s the one who was the lieutenant at Taggert’s Run. The one who beat back the Kaldorn fleet long enough to let the 3rd Fleet escape.”
“Oh, bisque. I can see how you’d like that.”
“Yeah.”
I went back into the living room, Sennii tagging along. I wondered how long it would be before I’d get to put my plan into action.
“Anything good on after this?” she asked me.
“Anything good on after this?”
“Let’s see.” I scanned through the guide through the implant in my head. Shaking my head, I said, “Not really. There’s the remake of ‘Citizen Kane’ on later, though.”
Sennii made a face. “The one from back in the ’30’s? The one with Haley Joe Osmond, or whatever his name was?”
“Haley Joel Osment, and yes. With Ashley Olsen-Damon, too.”
She shuddered. “No, thanks. That’s about as anti-bisque as you can get.”
“True.”
Once my sitcom was over, Sennii said, “Since there’s nothing else on, you wanna cyber right now?”
I shrugged as my mind exhaulted. I was going to get to do this! WONDERFUL! But then, for some reason, I started to feel a little guilt. Cold feet, I guess. Maybe this wasn’t such a bisque idea after all. I mean, what I had planned wasn’t really moral.
My nerves finally got the best of me and I said, “I dunno. I was thinking I should probably go do my homework. I have a test Friday in my Physics of Hyperspace class. I have another one next week in xenososh, too.”
She shuddered. “I hate xenosociology.”
“Don’t we all.” I smiled. “I wouldn’t mind spending some time learning more about the Alanii, mind you.”
Sennii grinned back. “Me, either.”
I remembered a couple times I’d had sex with people in the FLiN who claimed to be Alanii. They weren’t bad in bed. If the real thing was anything like they were…
Sennii poked me. “So you wanna cyber?”
“Well, like I said, I gotta study,” I temporized.
“Yeah, but it was your idea to begin with. Don’t be a norbert.”
I sighed a little as my doubts began to flee. “Yeah. And it’s always nice with you, too.”
“Incest is best,” she replied.
I knew I was going to go for it. I said, “Ok. You wanna go to our rooms, or just do it right here?”
She thought about it for a moment and then said, “”Let’s just do it here. Mom and Dad aren’t due back from Earth until later. Hell, they probably haven’t even left Paris yet.”
“Ok. Your place or mine?” I asked, hoping she’d pick mine. It would be much easier that way.
“Let’s do yours.”
“Ok.” I let my eyes unfocus and slipped into the FLiN. More or less.
What really happened is that I went into the FLiN in invisible mode. This meant that my sister wouldn’t be able to see me. I set up the Eden program I’d used when I took Sennii’s cyber-virginity, then I sat back and waited for her to arrive. An instant before she turned up my “avatar” appeared in the garden.
Actually, he was a bot that I’d programmed. Making sex-bots was pretty easy. They’d come into wherever you were and have sex with you. But this wasn’t just a sex-bot. This was a persona-bot. He was designed to emmulate my personality as much as possible. He’d be able to engage in light conversational banter, he’d react like I’d react to most stimulus, etc. Just programming him had taken me most of the three weeks I’d spent planning.
I watched as Sennii appeared and said, “Nostalgia?”
Thankfully the bot was smart enough to say, “Of course.”
As they advanced on each other, I pulled out of the FLiN completely and found myself sitting on the couch next to my sister. I looked over at her. She was totally out of it, submerged inside the FLiN.
Now for my next move. I stood up and pulled off all my clothes, leaving me completely naked. Then I reached down to Sennii and lifted up her small skirt. She was wearing rather filmy undergarments as most people tended to. Getting them off her was going to be a bit more of a challenge.
Or at least it would’ve if I hadn’t come prepared. I reached under the couch and pulled out a small vial. I opened it up and upended it over my sister’s underwear. At first nothing seemed to happen, and I wondered if the nanites inside the vial had died. I hoped not. They’d been almost as hard to program as the persona-bot had been.
Then I smiled as my sister’s underwear seemed to disolve. The nanites were eating it away. It took about two minutes, long enough that I was starting to wonder if I’d have enough time to do what I wanted. I actually went back into the FLiN briefly to slow down time in the Eden program so that Sennii and the persona-bot would be in there longer.
Once the underwear were gone, my sister’s vagina was completly exposed to me. I reached downa drubbed a finger against her wet slit, slipping it up inside her. She was so very wet and tight! It still felt much better to me doing this in real life than it had in the FLiN. I didn’t know why, but I was willing to go with it.
I positioned myself between my sister’s legs and it occurred to me that after being sexually active for two years, I was only just now going to lose my virginity. It was a very surreal thought.
I moved around a bit to make sure that I was going to enter her properly. Once I was comfortable, I placed the tip at her entrance and pushed. I was astonished at how easily I penetrated, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slipping so very quickly and easily into my sister’s very wet, very tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I pushed forward until I was all the way inside her, and then held myself steady.
The sensations traveling through my young body were incredible. I’d had sex more times than I could remember inside the FLiN, but actually doing it for real was soooo much more bisque! Maybe it was just an illusion. Maybe I just thought it was better because it was something different, and because I was doing something I shouldn’t have been.
Maybe, but I didn’t really care. I lifted my sister’s legs up and started slowly moving my penis within her vagina. It felt so wonderful inside of her! So great was the pleasure of having actual sex that it was just completely unreal.
I didn’t even bother to think about what I was going to do when I came. Why bother? I’d always cum inside the girl when I’d fucked in the FLiN. I knew that this was real life, so I should probably pull out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, when the moment hit, I burried penis to the hilt inside my sister’s vagina and held still as my sperm fired off into her waiting young body. I pictured it traveling through her, trying to find an egg to fertilize and make our baby. It wouldn’t of course. Her fertility controls would see to that. But still, it was an interesting image.
When I was done cumming, I popped into the FLiN long enough to see that things were just about done. I quickly pulled my penis out of Sennii’s vagina, wiped up the sperm that was leaking out of her and took out the other vial of nanites. I sprinkled them onto her crotch and got dressed as some of them hunted out and destroyed the rest of my sperm while the rest made a new pair of underwear for her.
Once Sennii was completely ready to come back into reality, I sat back down on the couch and pretended to slip out of the FLiN just as she roused herself to conciousness. She looked over at me and smiled.
“Jovii… that was beyond bisque. It was almost like doing it for real!”
I smiled a sly, quiet smile and gave myself a mental pat on the back.

END ver 1.1

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Inter arma enim silen leges. Don’t believe me? Look at the Patriot Act.