Christmas Story Three

NOTE: These Christmas Stories have nothing to do with one another. Each is an individual story of it’s own.


Christmas Story Three
Sister’s Are Forever


When I saw that coffee mug sitting on the store shelf all of a sudden it made sense. “Sister’s Are Forever!” That was what it said on it. My girlfriends have come and gone but my sister has always been there for me.

This might be my last Christmas at home too. In June I would be out of high school and on my way to a college in another state. I bought the mug for my sister.

Nichoël is my sister. My mother named her Nichoël because she was a Christmas baby. She was actually born on Christmas Day. Mom said that she named her for Saint Nicholas and the song Noël. So Nichoël was born. This Christmas she would become sixteen and sweet sixteen she really was too. She was pretty, she was sweet, and she was very smart too.

I couldn’t give her just a coffee mug for Christmas and her birthday so I filled it with a roll of one-dollar bills and wrapped it up for her. As it got closer to Christmas and her birthday I started to look at my sister in a different way. I started to compare her to my past girlfriends then I realized that none of my girlfriends could stack up to her. I had set the bar to high for normal girls. If I couldn’t have my own sister I might have to lower my standards for my perfect woman. Nichoël had spoiled me without either one of us knowing it.

We were out of school on Thursday this year because Christmas was on Tuesday and so was New Year’s Day too. We would go back on Thursday after New Years giving us two full weeks off from school together.

That Wednesday evening Nichoël declared that she was now a woman and threw her bra at me. It was a training bra that believe it or not she had still been wearing. She held up a Christmas package that was under the tree and said that it contained a new bra and that it was a 34-A. Nichoël was so happy. She had the smallest tits of any of her girlfriends. I thought that they were absolutely perfect but she was always disappointed about their size. I knew that she had terrific nipples though. I had seen her many times in a T-shirt without a bra and I just loved looking at them.

Thursday morning when mom and dad went to work we were all alone. Nichoël jumped on my bed with me still in it. She had on her big worn out T-shirt and a pair of panties. She knew that I had been sleeping in the nude for years but that didn’t stop her from tickling me. Whenever she did that I knew that she wanted to wrestle. I wasn’t ticklish but Nichoël sure was. It wasn’t very long at all before her shirt was up to her waist and I could clearly see her panties. Soon her T-shirt was up further and my covers were down further. Just about the time her little tits came into view for me my cock came into view for her.

That’s when time stood still. I admired her tiny tits and she admired my hard cock forever. I swear that a good half-hour went by and my eyes never blinked once. I was just mesmerized by her perfect nipples, her tiny breasts, and her fantastic body. Then as I watched her Nichoël sat up tall and removed her T-shirt all together then climbed into bed with me. She cuddled tightly into me and I guess we must have dozed off. The next thing I knew I looked over at the clock and saw that it was noon. I got out of bed and got dressed. Nichoël got out of bed and just picked up her T-shirt. I told her that I would fix us something for breakfast and she said okay.

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I was just so happy to be out of school. I had been looking forward to the two weeks off with my brother. He is so handsome and I just adore him. That first day after school was out I just couldn’t resist throwing my training bra at him. I smiled when he picked it up and slipped it into his packet. I knew he had a small collection of my underwear but I never said anything to him about it. I didn’t mind at all, in fact I loved it. The thought excited me. To think that my eighteen-year-old brother wanted his little sister’s underwear was kind of nice. Even though my tits were tiny he never teased me about them; he even stared at them whenever I had hard nipples. Little did he know that I would twist and pinch them before entering a room with him just so that they would be perky enough to draw his attention to them.

Thursday morning I woke up early and was I ever excited. I even had to play with myself for awhile to relieve the itch inside my pussy. I fingered myself to two very nice orgasms as I imagined my brother’s cock.

I waited until mom and dad had both left for work and then I put on the oldest and thinnest T-shirt that I had with a tight pair of panties that I had just about outgrown. Then I went into his bedroom to start the ball rolling. I jumped up on his bed and started to tickle him even though he wasn’t the one that was ticklish, I was. He would wrestle with me any time that I started it. He would usually take a peak down my shirt or cop a feel and that was always what I was after in the first place. This time was certainly no different. As we fooled around he started lifting my T-shirt up as he always did except this time I didn’t fight him, I just started lowering his bed covers. I knew that he slept nude and I wanted a good look at his cock, a really good look. Just about the time he exposed my tits I exposed his cock.

That’s when time stood still for me. I admired his hard cock while he admired my tiny tits. I swear that at least twenty minutes went by and neither one of us looked away from our targets. Finally I decided to remove my T-shirt and just let him look at me all that he wanted too. It excited me and I knew my panties were wet too. Then I slipped in the covers with him and cuddled tightly into his naked body. We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew it was noon and he was getting out of bed and getting dressed. I loved the way his balls hung down between his legs as he bent over to put on his underwear. So I got out of bed too and picked my T-shirt up off the floor. Then he told me that he would fix breakfast and he left.

My panties were drenched from my pussy leaking so much. Being cuddled up to my brother was just too exciting for me. I removed my wet panties and left them there on his pillow. Then I went into mom’s bedroom and found a sexy pair of G-string panties. I would have to ask mom to buy me some sexy underwear.

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As I was fixing us something to eat Nichoël came up behind me, wrapped her arms around me, and cuddled into me. I nearly jumped out of my skin when she grabbed my crotch. As I spun around I saw that she had only changed her underwear. I wondered why. When she turned around to sit down and I saw that they were a pair of G-string panties. I bet she took them out of mom’s drawer.

I only fixed us scrambled eggs and toast. Nichoël poured us two glasses of orange juice and then she sat in her regular chair. When I sat in my chair I was facing her and I could clearly see her tiny titties above the table. She wasn’t at all concerned that I was looking at them. So I looked at her tits the whole time that I was eating. Nichoël volunteered to help me with the dishes so I let her dry them.

She made sure to give me a good view of her body whenever I placed a dish in the drainer. I couldn’t resist looking at her ass either when she put a dish in the cupboard. I was glad that she put them away one dish at a time.

When we finished the dishes Nichoël asked me if I wanted to go up stairs and wrestle some more. I sure did!

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When I went down to the kitchen my brother was standing in front of the counter mixing up the eggs for our scrambled eggs. He knew that they were my favorite and I knew that they were not his favorite. He was doing it just for me. That was so sweet. So I pressed my nipples into his back and reached around to hold his cock from outside his jeans.