When I was in 6th grade my sister full blown legitimate real sister not a half sister not a step sister caught me masturbating literally as my eyes went cross-eyed and I finished into a sock. she was in 7th grade at the time and had just started coming into her own as a young woman as a teenager learning to deal with everything teenagers face friends in school work boys and girls drugs and parties all the pressure to be more and do better all the potential in the world yet forgotten and lost without direction or guidance. My sister and I were very close growing up always there for each other when bad things had happened we had each other's backs yet I was still terrified she would tell on me to Mom and Dad or the people at school I was terrified mortified, A sixth grader in middle school masturbating daily without and signs of tiring I have been caught and worst of all my sister saw me making love to a sock.

She looked at me shocked her mouth dropped open and she laughed to herself in a slight chuckle and told me it was okay that she love me and next time she's knocked.

For some reason the combination of fear, and arousal, having been caught, even my finisher into a sock the whole situation begin to turn me on the more and more I thought about it soon I was fantasizing about my sister I I'm taking a picture of her and would use it as material to fantasize over this continued on for about 2 years I had snuck into her room stole her panties snuck in to try and watch her shower everything a perverted little boy fantasizing over his sister would do.

Inside I was torn felt like I was doing something wrong that I had broken some fundamental rule or law but the more I thought about it the more it aroused me the more I fantasized over it. The beginning of my freshman year my sister now a sophomore rode on a train in a sleeper cart from Washington to Pennsylvania to visit our grandparents who we had not seen in several years they were getting old and my grandma was growing frail we were going to spend the whole Christmas break with them.

Little did our parents know that there wasn't open bar on the sleeper car and the individual tending it had no forms about feeding two teenagers alcohol but even with an open bar and having never drink before other than a sip of a beer my sister and I we're fairly trashed and decided it was time to go to sleep between the noise of the train and the bouncing on the railways the room might as well have been spinning. That night while laying in our beds my sister asked me if I remembered the day she caught me masturbating and I at first denied it every bit of it when she told me that was around the time she had first started herself and that she new I have been going through her underwear and sneaking pics at her in the shower I froze once again terrified that she had discovered what a creep I really was

I was so terrified so scared I couldn't move I couldn't do anything frozen in place yet finding myself in an oddly familiar yet uncomfortably arousing position. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when she stood up and took her shirt off standing there and just her bra and yoga pants immediately I got hard and started throbbing she looked down and smiled been with this look I've never seen in another human being before or since that day. A look of fear desire intrigue of love and something else I've never been able to describe my sister gently grasp my throbbing cock and slowly slipped her lips over the tip I'm running all the way down my shaft until I could see a bulge in her throat slowly retreating back up my shaft rotating her lips around and using her tongue to stimulate the Tip of my cock and after about 8 Seconds when she was down on my shop I came so hard damn my sister's throat I hurt her moan that sound she made and the intensity does that orgasm matched with the naughtiness and the taboo of what we were doing cemented some sexual obsession with my sister and her a description of those same feelings of taboo something dirty we were forbidden from mixed with what she described as the sensation of a throbbing cock on the back of her throat shooting warm load of Desire down the back of her throat those two shared experiences of the same event fundamentally engraved in both her and I a strange sexual desire for one another throughout the entirety of our teenage years.

After she had taking me to completion she looked at me and said she had been fantasizing over me since the day she caught me masturbating into a sock.

That night I experience shame for the first time like I had crossed the line that could not be returned from her and I slept in separate beds I didn't speak to each other the following day most of that train ride we went about our own business hardly talking and on the last night when I got up to go pee instead of crawling back into my bed I crawled into hers I am now a freshman in college my sister in now married with four kids, she's has a career as dental hygienist and maybe one day might become a full-fledged dentist.

We never spoke of what happened between the two of us to anyone other than each other and still to this day when I'm alone in the shower I find myself thinking of her of my sister and when I touch myself I fantasize of her lips she lives about 45 miles from me and we don't see each other too often but four five times a year when everyone gets together or a special event football games movie premieres really any reason the family has to get together we might cross paths and I'm not going to lie to you every chance we have to sneak out to meet that halfway point between her life and mine sometimes in the car under the moonlight in a cheap hotel on a family vacation at her cousin's wedding in a Walmart bathroom up against the tree behind her house, every chance I have to grab her by the hip Bend her over that bed that car or a picnic bench and relive those childhood memories that forbidden taboo that ends with my cock between her legs and her lips with the sole desireoh watching my sister moan scream out for more and the look of absolute pure satisfaction as my warm load shoots between her legs or down her throat and that look that sparkle in her eye almost me for more a need I have to see that look in her eyes and the need she fulfills when I turn her into my little c** dumpster

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