The following occurred already several summers ago, when we were both quite more guys than now. We had a difference of age of a few years and although we occasionally had some fights, we were very united. Since the story I'm about to tell is not recent, I'll make an effort to remember every detail so that I can transmit it as vividly as possible how it was, or at least how I felt.
-------------------------------------------
Each summer would happen more or less the same thing at home, our parents would travel on their own first and then come back and take us with them, or sometimes it would be the other way around. When we didn't have something planned with friends, question that in those weeks we had the house to ourselves two and they had left us sufficient money so we could fix up and give each other a couple of treats. But what's transcendental, and here begins the story, is that both of us went to the same gym.
My sister at that time was very skinny, she had finished her studies not long ago and really didn't do much more than train at the gym. Her hair: dark and slightly wavy, reached down to her waist, her body already showed some curves that years later would take care of accentuating even more due to her consistency at the gym, every centimeter of her body was firm in its place. She had always been very pretty, with a mouth that had taken shape in early adolescence and still maintains today. And as for personality, I can only tell you how she was with me: very open, friendly, sometimes quarrelsome... and with a touch (just a touch) of admiration for being my older brother.
The topic was that she would come in the afternoon, around 7, and I more at night when there were fewer people and the machines were less busy. Until one day she asked if she could start accompanying me because in the time slot she attended, guys looked at her a lot, and she didn't feel comfortable, and if she could With me, they would definitely look a bit less, besides, knowing it was a less crowded hour, even better. Of course I told her yes, I could.
So we started going together, in my car, to the gym. I quickly understood two things: first, why they looked at her... my sister, whom I'll call Claudia in this story, used to go with a blue short, very short, that wasn't adjusted, but showed off the firmness of her legs and the rest, to each one's imagination, and second: she had precisely achieved the physique she had because she didn't waste time, she spent every second training. But good, even though there were few people, and despite my notable presence, I could detect some glances, but you can't do anything about it, unless they get out of line.
The gym was all on the ground floor, and next to the room where we trained with machines, there was a classroom where aerobox, step, and all that was held. It was good because the separation from said classroom was a one-meter wall from the floor level, and then it was all glass, so you could see to the other side. Sometimes terrible women would come in. But Claudia asked me to go on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I don't remember well why, so I changed from going Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, to Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. And those days there was no class like the ones I mentioned earlier, instead there was a martial arts class, I think it was judo, or one of those where they grab each other and fall to the floor and then keep fighting. So it was inevitable to notice that it was being practiced, and surely also the guys looked at the cuties from the machine room, and among them, my sister-in-law.
It turns out that one night, after returning from the gym (she always showers first, and as is obvious, she took much longer than me) I asked her to let me in first, since I would leave in a... touch, and then she can delay everything she wants. Access without problems, in 5 minutes I'll take a bath and go out. The topic was that I forgot to bring my clothes to change, so I left with the towel well adjusted on my waist, but when I arrived at my room she grabbed me from behind and said laughing: I'm going to make you like karate guys for sneaking into the bathroom. And we started fighting, ending up rolling around on the floor of the room, me making efforts not to have the towel fall off and also not to get hard. While she was still trying to do something to me, because she never knew a thing about martial arts! Of course, I ended up on top of her, are you ready, are you tired? It would be very athletic and all, but it wasn't leaving being a woman, and my younger sister. Then she nodded with her head, between smiles and a fake pout, and let me go. The bathroom door closed, I felt the shower running while finally lying down on my bed for a moment before changing, when I noticed something disturbing: I had the cock completely hard...
I stayed that night thinking about it, but concluded that it was something purely physical, there had been friction, and the expected physical reaction is that, so I didn't give it much importance.
The next training session would escalate the situation.
This time, as usual, she came in to bathe first. She took her usual time (a lot) so when she came out, I was already with all my things, ready to enter the bathroom. But then I found Claudia in her underwear, not provocative or sensual, but a bra and panties, and in fighting position she said do you think you're going to win today? First I looked at her strangely, and then started shaking my head like saying this one has an appetite... but by then she was already trying to apply one of the moves that guys from the gym did, she had been paying attention. We started fighting again, the... I easily pushed her against the wall and then she started kicking back, so I had to tell her stop or you'll hit my balls, you crazy one! - what balls if you don't have anything? (laughing) we fell on the floor, lucky me, and then I realized that while controlling her arms, I was accidentally touching one of her breasts, and to avoid getting kicked in the balls, I had to join my pelvis to her Booty, so I was supporting it.
Do you give up? - Never!
Then I started tickling her, and while she was shaking, I couldn't help but see her tits shaking too, so frenetically that for a moment I thought one might fall out of her bra. - It's okay, it's okay! And when she could take no more, I let her go, and she went laughing to her room. I got into the bathroom, opened the shower, got under it, and to my surprise, I found myself with a huge erection again. And I couldn't stop thinking about Claudia's waist, how I had seen her tits move, and about a characteristic perfume I could smell on her skin. And I finished showering, but my cock didn't go down, something was happening to me.
Next time we train, which we went to the gym, oh man, I couldn't think about what would happen after training. I was driving and thinking about it all the time. Discreetly or whenever an excuse allowed, I'd look at my sister's smooth legs, her little blue shorts... any excuse that let me touch her, I took advantage of too. And she got turned on! It's like she was waiting for the invitation. So we played with our hands several times before it was time to go to the gym, and that excited me in a way that I simply can't explain, because it had never happened to me before. It's different from normal excitement when you meet a girl you like, this is something else, it's rare, it's forbidden, it's on another level. But so far, nothing more has happened.
Let me tell you, it's like I really didn't pass anything.
In the gym, I looked for the equipment, position, and exercise that would allow me to look at her, contemplate her body. When she bent over the treatment table to work on her legs, and that whole booty was exposed for anyone who could see it (me), I had to stay seated in a machine so no one would notice my erection. Well, the session ended, we went home, and this was the day everything changed...
I wanted something to happen because the level of excitement I had was clouding my thinking. So I put the towel around my waist and told her to go first to the bathroom. This, when she was already inside for a while getting ready to shower. Don't mess with me... (let's say my name is 'Fabián') Fabián! I'm here, and I'm going to shower first! –You went first last time, now it's my turn. You should have told me before, now it's too late. (At this point, she was already in with only her towel, which covered her from the chest to well above her knees) What do you want to fight about? Look, I'll win! She smiled and that was the signal, starting 'the fight'. And right there, at the bathroom door, we started fighting again, but this time, we were both covered only by a thin layer of cotton. I let her have it to see how far she would go, let her push me to the floor this time, and put up some resistance so she could believe it was real. Surprisingly, her towel was very tight and didn't budge an inch. But I'm sure she felt the hardness under mine, she had to feel it several times during the fight... Then with me on the floor, she sat on my stomach using all her strength to control my arms Did you see that I could? We both laughed, exhaustion made her fall onto me, she was all sweaty when she recovered her breath and whispered in my ear: Fabi, what if we shower together? - What? (I had to pretend to be surprised, couldn't...)
Let him know that at that moment I was dying for it to happen) –Yes, like when we were younger, do you remember? “Yes, but we were kids, and now not…” –And what does it matter? No one's going to find out. Let's bathe together Fabi, like when we were children, okay? “Are you sure you want to do this? –Yes, I've always wanted to bathe with you again. I miss it from a long time ago. And I want to know your body now that you're a man. (If I have to explain how my heart was beating, better stop because just thinking about it makes my pulse rise). We both got up, entered the shower holding hands (like when we were kids and our parents bathed us) closed the door behind us, and also like when we were kids, we did the following: to get rid of our towels, we counted to 3. In unison: One, two, three! And let them fall... God, I could finally contemplate his body in all its splendor, firm, well-formed, young, sweaty from the fight that had just ended. His tits were the same as before, but they weren't like before, they were hard, erect, I assume she was also as excited as I was. (Don't I need to describe how I felt, really?) We opened the shower, and when the water was right, we got into the bathtub. She moved forward: “I'll wash you first, then you.” –Ok. While the water refreshed me and took away my body's sweat, my sweet sister massaged my chest and washed me, then she went down, but just before getting there, she asked me to turn around, and she washed my back. However, when I thought things were going to get a little more intense (anyway, I was enjoying it like crazy) she grabbed my balls, and started “washing” the cock with a soft masturbation that filled me with ecstasy. “How did you grow Fabi, your cock is huge.” I couldn't take it anymore, I was crazy. I turned around, she didn't complain, took me by the waist, wanted to kiss her mouth, but she turned away and said, letting her head fall Towards one side 'now you' and he gave me the soap. I went straight to her tits, god, the softness of that skin, the lightness of those breasts, how they were slipping away because of the soap between my hands, Claudia's moans started to let out because she couldn't hold back anymore. Then I felt her ass pressing hard against my cock as I kept soaping her up. And then I kissed her neck, nothing could stop me from doing it, she turned around and with that huge mouth of hers, planted a kiss on me that made me see stars. When the kiss ended, we looked at each other, ecstatic, and I spoke first: 'Clau, suck my cock'. She didn't speak, nodded her head instead. She started to kneel down but immediately got up again: it's too hard here, let's dry off and go to my room, okay? -Alright. CONTINUE...
-------------------------------------------
Each summer would happen more or less the same thing at home, our parents would travel on their own first and then come back and take us with them, or sometimes it would be the other way around. When we didn't have something planned with friends, question that in those weeks we had the house to ourselves two and they had left us sufficient money so we could fix up and give each other a couple of treats. But what's transcendental, and here begins the story, is that both of us went to the same gym.
My sister at that time was very skinny, she had finished her studies not long ago and really didn't do much more than train at the gym. Her hair: dark and slightly wavy, reached down to her waist, her body already showed some curves that years later would take care of accentuating even more due to her consistency at the gym, every centimeter of her body was firm in its place. She had always been very pretty, with a mouth that had taken shape in early adolescence and still maintains today. And as for personality, I can only tell you how she was with me: very open, friendly, sometimes quarrelsome... and with a touch (just a touch) of admiration for being my older brother.
The topic was that she would come in the afternoon, around 7, and I more at night when there were fewer people and the machines were less busy. Until one day she asked if she could start accompanying me because in the time slot she attended, guys looked at her a lot, and she didn't feel comfortable, and if she could With me, they would definitely look a bit less, besides, knowing it was a less crowded hour, even better. Of course I told her yes, I could.
So we started going together, in my car, to the gym. I quickly understood two things: first, why they looked at her... my sister, whom I'll call Claudia in this story, used to go with a blue short, very short, that wasn't adjusted, but showed off the firmness of her legs and the rest, to each one's imagination, and second: she had precisely achieved the physique she had because she didn't waste time, she spent every second training. But good, even though there were few people, and despite my notable presence, I could detect some glances, but you can't do anything about it, unless they get out of line.
The gym was all on the ground floor, and next to the room where we trained with machines, there was a classroom where aerobox, step, and all that was held. It was good because the separation from said classroom was a one-meter wall from the floor level, and then it was all glass, so you could see to the other side. Sometimes terrible women would come in. But Claudia asked me to go on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I don't remember well why, so I changed from going Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, to Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. And those days there was no class like the ones I mentioned earlier, instead there was a martial arts class, I think it was judo, or one of those where they grab each other and fall to the floor and then keep fighting. So it was inevitable to notice that it was being practiced, and surely also the guys looked at the cuties from the machine room, and among them, my sister-in-law.
It turns out that one night, after returning from the gym (she always showers first, and as is obvious, she took much longer than me) I asked her to let me in first, since I would leave in a... touch, and then she can delay everything she wants. Access without problems, in 5 minutes I'll take a bath and go out. The topic was that I forgot to bring my clothes to change, so I left with the towel well adjusted on my waist, but when I arrived at my room she grabbed me from behind and said laughing: I'm going to make you like karate guys for sneaking into the bathroom. And we started fighting, ending up rolling around on the floor of the room, me making efforts not to have the towel fall off and also not to get hard. While she was still trying to do something to me, because she never knew a thing about martial arts! Of course, I ended up on top of her, are you ready, are you tired? It would be very athletic and all, but it wasn't leaving being a woman, and my younger sister. Then she nodded with her head, between smiles and a fake pout, and let me go. The bathroom door closed, I felt the shower running while finally lying down on my bed for a moment before changing, when I noticed something disturbing: I had the cock completely hard...
I stayed that night thinking about it, but concluded that it was something purely physical, there had been friction, and the expected physical reaction is that, so I didn't give it much importance.
The next training session would escalate the situation.
This time, as usual, she came in to bathe first. She took her usual time (a lot) so when she came out, I was already with all my things, ready to enter the bathroom. But then I found Claudia in her underwear, not provocative or sensual, but a bra and panties, and in fighting position she said do you think you're going to win today? First I looked at her strangely, and then started shaking my head like saying this one has an appetite... but by then she was already trying to apply one of the moves that guys from the gym did, she had been paying attention. We started fighting again, the... I easily pushed her against the wall and then she started kicking back, so I had to tell her stop or you'll hit my balls, you crazy one! - what balls if you don't have anything? (laughing) we fell on the floor, lucky me, and then I realized that while controlling her arms, I was accidentally touching one of her breasts, and to avoid getting kicked in the balls, I had to join my pelvis to her Booty, so I was supporting it.
Do you give up? - Never!
Then I started tickling her, and while she was shaking, I couldn't help but see her tits shaking too, so frenetically that for a moment I thought one might fall out of her bra. - It's okay, it's okay! And when she could take no more, I let her go, and she went laughing to her room. I got into the bathroom, opened the shower, got under it, and to my surprise, I found myself with a huge erection again. And I couldn't stop thinking about Claudia's waist, how I had seen her tits move, and about a characteristic perfume I could smell on her skin. And I finished showering, but my cock didn't go down, something was happening to me.
Next time we train, which we went to the gym, oh man, I couldn't think about what would happen after training. I was driving and thinking about it all the time. Discreetly or whenever an excuse allowed, I'd look at my sister's smooth legs, her little blue shorts... any excuse that let me touch her, I took advantage of too. And she got turned on! It's like she was waiting for the invitation. So we played with our hands several times before it was time to go to the gym, and that excited me in a way that I simply can't explain, because it had never happened to me before. It's different from normal excitement when you meet a girl you like, this is something else, it's rare, it's forbidden, it's on another level. But so far, nothing more has happened.
Let me tell you, it's like I really didn't pass anything.
In the gym, I looked for the equipment, position, and exercise that would allow me to look at her, contemplate her body. When she bent over the treatment table to work on her legs, and that whole booty was exposed for anyone who could see it (me), I had to stay seated in a machine so no one would notice my erection. Well, the session ended, we went home, and this was the day everything changed...
I wanted something to happen because the level of excitement I had was clouding my thinking. So I put the towel around my waist and told her to go first to the bathroom. This, when she was already inside for a while getting ready to shower. Don't mess with me... (let's say my name is 'Fabián') Fabián! I'm here, and I'm going to shower first! –You went first last time, now it's my turn. You should have told me before, now it's too late. (At this point, she was already in with only her towel, which covered her from the chest to well above her knees) What do you want to fight about? Look, I'll win! She smiled and that was the signal, starting 'the fight'. And right there, at the bathroom door, we started fighting again, but this time, we were both covered only by a thin layer of cotton. I let her have it to see how far she would go, let her push me to the floor this time, and put up some resistance so she could believe it was real. Surprisingly, her towel was very tight and didn't budge an inch. But I'm sure she felt the hardness under mine, she had to feel it several times during the fight... Then with me on the floor, she sat on my stomach using all her strength to control my arms Did you see that I could? We both laughed, exhaustion made her fall onto me, she was all sweaty when she recovered her breath and whispered in my ear: Fabi, what if we shower together? - What? (I had to pretend to be surprised, couldn't...)
Let him know that at that moment I was dying for it to happen) –Yes, like when we were younger, do you remember? “Yes, but we were kids, and now not…” –And what does it matter? No one's going to find out. Let's bathe together Fabi, like when we were children, okay? “Are you sure you want to do this? –Yes, I've always wanted to bathe with you again. I miss it from a long time ago. And I want to know your body now that you're a man. (If I have to explain how my heart was beating, better stop because just thinking about it makes my pulse rise). We both got up, entered the shower holding hands (like when we were kids and our parents bathed us) closed the door behind us, and also like when we were kids, we did the following: to get rid of our towels, we counted to 3. In unison: One, two, three! And let them fall... God, I could finally contemplate his body in all its splendor, firm, well-formed, young, sweaty from the fight that had just ended. His tits were the same as before, but they weren't like before, they were hard, erect, I assume she was also as excited as I was. (Don't I need to describe how I felt, really?) We opened the shower, and when the water was right, we got into the bathtub. She moved forward: “I'll wash you first, then you.” –Ok. While the water refreshed me and took away my body's sweat, my sweet sister massaged my chest and washed me, then she went down, but just before getting there, she asked me to turn around, and she washed my back. However, when I thought things were going to get a little more intense (anyway, I was enjoying it like crazy) she grabbed my balls, and started “washing” the cock with a soft masturbation that filled me with ecstasy. “How did you grow Fabi, your cock is huge.” I couldn't take it anymore, I was crazy. I turned around, she didn't complain, took me by the waist, wanted to kiss her mouth, but she turned away and said, letting her head fall Towards one side 'now you' and he gave me the soap. I went straight to her tits, god, the softness of that skin, the lightness of those breasts, how they were slipping away because of the soap between my hands, Claudia's moans started to let out because she couldn't hold back anymore. Then I felt her ass pressing hard against my cock as I kept soaping her up. And then I kissed her neck, nothing could stop me from doing it, she turned around and with that huge mouth of hers, planted a kiss on me that made me see stars. When the kiss ended, we looked at each other, ecstatic, and I spoke first: 'Clau, suck my cock'. She didn't speak, nodded her head instead. She started to kneel down but immediately got up again: it's too hard here, let's dry off and go to my room, okay? -Alright. CONTINUE...
10 comentários - Summer alone with my sister... the start