Wild Sister-in-law

[b]I only have two true stories of incest. I have already related my first “High Fever Mom”. This one concerns my sister-in-law, which I believe qualifies as incest….at least by marriage. The remarkable thing about these encounters is that they took place, for the most part, between my age of 14 to 16 yrs. old. First, I must give you a little background about my brother.

My brother was six years older than me. After spending several years in a boy’s school, where we were separated because of age, we finally found ourselves sharing a bedroom in my parents new home. Since I had to take the top bunk, I was surprised, one evening while reading, by by the bed shaking. In my 12 year old mind, I thought we were having an earthquake. I looked to the lower bunk to see what my brother thought and there he was with his big cock in his hand and just about to ejaculate. I was totally intrigued and pestered him over the next few days to “do me”. He finally relented and it felt so good. Of course, I couldn’t ejaculate, but I still pumped and, as I called it, “got that funny feeling”. Well, this got me started down the sexual road and my brother taught me how to be a voyuer, how to always look for up the skirt opportunities and etc.

Fast forward. I’m now fourteen. My brother has been in the service for the past year or more. My parents thought I should travel to his base and spend a week with him as he might be going overseas. The week I spent was going fast and I had only been able to see him mostly in the evenings, but he would have the weekend off. His fiance, Betty was coming down for the weekend and would bring her girlfriend, Ginger. Of course, I would be paired off with Ginger. Since I was big for my age and taller than my brother, she didn’t seem to mind.

Saturday, we did the minature golf, bowling and dinner and my brother bought a bottle of Vodka. He insisted on mixing the drinks. I truly believe he didn’t give me any as I never felt it and complained about the taste which he explained away with: “Vodka doesn’t have any taste”.

Bedtime came and my brother was definetely going to sleep with his woman, so Ginger was stuck with me. No protest from her, but no excitement either….at least on her part. I was excited as hell. I had felt up girls my age, but this was the first time to be this close to a 21 yr. old woman! Since it was a double bed and a typical motel bed, we were kind of thrown together. I figured I may as well try to kiss her, so I did. Wonder of wonders, she kissed me back with quite a bit of passion and since I had my arms around her and could feel her bra under her pjs, I started trying to unhook it.