My Boyfriend and I Teach My Younger Sister

I was listening to the radio, when the weather forecaster said there was an 80% chance of snow three days from now. Where we live, local school districts call school off if just a few inches fall overnight. The forecast said we could expect 2 – 3 inches on the ground by Thursday morning. That would mean that Tom, Emma and I would have no school that day. It also meant that my parents would still be going to work and we’d have the house to ourselves.

“Here’s what I’ll do,” I said to Tom. “I’ll set my alarm early for Thursday morning and listen to the radio to see if school’s been cancelled. If it is, I’ll call you on your cell phone and let you know. You can come over after my parents are gone.” We had a plan. I also had a way to make our “demonstration” seem totally unplanned.

Thursday morning came. I had set my alarm for 5:30. As soon as it went off, I turned on the radio and listened for school cancellations. When I looked outside my bedroom window, I saw the snow falling. There had to be at least one inch, maybe more, on the ground. Ten minutes later, the radio announced that our school district would be closed. I called Tom and told him, “We’re on!”

I went downstairs to the kitchen. Dad was just getting ready to leave for work, while Mom wouldn’t be leaving for another half-hour or so. “Schools are closed,” Mom told me.

“Really?” I said, pretending it was news to me. “That’s awesome!”

“Why don’t you go up and wake your sister up and tell her you guys are off today,” Mom suggested.

“Mom, that’s silly,” I said. “Why should I wake her up just to tell her to go back to sleep?”

“That’s true,” she said. “Just make sure you tell her when her alarm goes off. You know your sister. She’ll be up and dressed and out the door before she figures out there’s no school.”

“Don’t worry, Mom,” I told her. “I’ll let her know.”

As Mom and I were talking, Dad walked by on his way out the door. “I’m going to let the car warm up while I clean the snow off the car,” he said. “Do you want me to clean your windshield while I’m at it?”

Mom said, “That would be good. One last thing I have to worry about.”

“Okay,” said Dad. “I’ll see you all later.” Then he gave Mom a peck on the cheek as he headed out to the driveway.

While Mom was busy getting ready for work, I took a shower. I wanted to be squeaky clean for Tom. When I was finished, I wrapped a towel around my wet hair and put my robe on. I stepped out into the hall. Emma was still asleep in her room. Mom was applying the finishing touches to her makeup in my parent’s bedroom.

Once she was done, she turned off her bedroom light, walked past me, and said, “I need to leave a few minutes early. The traffic is going to be crazy this morning.” Then she kissed me on the cheek and reminded me, “Don’t forget to tell Emma there’s no school today.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’ll tell her.”

Oh yes, I planned to tell Emma. Just not right away. Instead, I crept quietly into her room and turned her alarm clock off. It was part of my plan.

Ten minutes later, Tom showed up, his hair covered with snowflakes. After I welcomed him with a kiss, I took his hand and led him quietly upstairs to my bedroom. I wasted no time pulling his clothes off, then I took off my robe. We climbed into bed and I covered us up with the sheet. With my hand under the sheet, I reached over and grasped his cock. With just a few tugs, Tom’s cock started to harden and soon it was fully erect. I knew he was excited about what we were planning to do.

Some people might think that I was naïve about Tom’s intentions. I knew he wasn’t just being a nice guy, volunteering to be a visual aid in my demonstration for my sister. A lot of guys have a fantasy about being the center of attention with two girls in bed, and Tom was no exception. If it were any other girl, I wouldn’t include him in my scheme.

But since it was Emma, my younger sister, I felt comfortable with the idea. For now, my only goal was to keep Tom ‘s cock hard and stiff. I didn’t want to get him too excited. Making him cum right away wasn’t what I had in mind. So I just stroked his cock slowly, almost lazily, as I waited for us to be interrupted. Twenty minutes later, the interruption came rushing down the hall.

From my room, I heard Emma jump out of bed, saying “Oh my God!” Her door opened and she hightailed it to my room. “Wake up, Tammy,” she yelled. “We overslept!” Then she opened my door. “Tammy, we’re gonna be late for…” Then she stopped dead in her tracks. She saw Tom and I in my bed together.

Emma knew that Tom and I messed around, though she never seemed to figure out that we did more than just make out and stuff. She did know that I was intimately familiar with Tom’s cock. One time she asked me, “How big does a guy’s penis get when it’s hard?”

Not wanting to reveal too much about Tom ‘s cock or what I did with it, I responded by holding my hands up, far apart, imitating a fisherman showing how big the fish was that got away.

But now, there stood Emma at my bedroom door, looking at Tom and I in bed. Emma stared for a few seconds, then nearly walked into the door as she tried to make a quick exit. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t know…”

I called her back. “It’s okay,” I told her. “You can come in.” Emma turned around to face us, but wouldn’t look at either of us directly. “It snowed last night, sis. No school today. I thought I’d let you sleep a little longer.”

Emma smiled at the news that we didn’t have school, then seemed to blush when she realized that Tom and I were in bed, most likely naked under the sheets. “Come on over,” I told her. “We’re not doing anything except talking.”

Not quite true, as Emma would notice seconds later. As she approached my bed, she looked and saw that my hand was moving up and down under the sheet, about where Tom’s crotch would be.

At first, Emma hesitated, but then sat down on the bed, next to where Tom was lying. Her eyes were fixed on the movement of my hand. I continued talking to her as though nothing was going on in front of her. “Isn’t it awesome that we don’t have school today?” I said.

Emma answered in agreement, but still, her eyes were focused on what my hand was doing. We talked about what we might do the rest of the day. Maybe we’ll go sledding, I told her. Or just stay inside and drink some hot chocolate.

Emma couldn’t take her eyes off the sheet moving around as I stroked Tom ‘s hard cock beneath it. While Emma and I talked, Tom just lay there, grinning at my sister. She didn’t seem to notice Tom ‘s grin; she was too interested in what I was doing. At some point, Emma and I made eye contact.

With subtle looks and head motions, she was trying to signal to me that she wanted to see what was going on under the sheet, as though she was attempting to pull the sheet aside with telekinesis. I pretended not to notice. Then she moved her lips to mouth the words, “I want to see”. I decided not to toy with her any longer.

I looked at Tom and said, “Baby, I think Emma wants to see what’s under the sheet. What do you think? Should I show her?”

“I have no shame,” said Tom. “I can take it . . . if she can.”

I let go of Tom ‘s cock just long enough to slowly pull the sheet off of him, revealing his huge erection. If I didn’t already know that my sister was a totally inexperienced virgin, her eyes would have confirmed it. As I held Tom ‘s cock straight up for her inspection, Emma ‘s eyes widened and her jaw dropped. The look on her face was a combination of surprise, awe, shock, embarrassment and excitement. It was obvious she was looking at her first cock.

“It’s so big,” she said to me. Then she looked shyly at Tom and said, ” Tom! You’ve got a huge penis!”

Tom smiled, his ego now as big as his cock. “Thanks, but let’s call it a cock!” he said.

“Tom IS well-endowed, isn’t he? I asked Emma.

Emma nodded in agreement. As she studied Tom ‘s cock, I started stroking it in front of her. “Snow makes Tom horny,” I joked. “I thought he needed a handjob.”

Emma ‘s ears perked up at the sound of that word. Now she understood. “Here,” I said. “Feel how hard he is.”

Emma looked at me; surprised that I was telling her to give my boyfriend’s cock a squeeze. Her hand started to move, then Emma hesitated.

“It’s okay,” I told her. ” Tom won’t mind.”

Emma looked at Tom for his permission. “Go ahead. It’s cool.”

Slowly, Emma reached over and took Tom ‘s erect cock in her hand. Encircling it with her fingers, she squeezed it, gently. “You can do it harder,” said Tom.