October 19, 2008

Alex Hawk

My sister was in a foul mood as she sat down next to me on the couch. I looked up from the book I was reading and at her.

“What’s wrong?”

Rachel sneered a little. She was eleven, a year younger than me, and sneered a lot these days.

“You know how I was supposed to be at Mike’s house all day today?”

“Yeah?” Mike was her best friend.

“Well… his mom said I couldn’t be over while she was gone so I can’t go over there.”


“Yeah. I’m really mad about it.”

I nodded and then laughed a little as I figured something out. “You know, right, why she won’t let you be there without her around?”

“Why, Rob?”

“Well, she’s probably scared you and him are going to, you know, fool around.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… like… sex…”

Rachel blushed. “Oh… oh! No! We aren’t doing anything like that! We’re just friends with each other, that’s all! It’s not like he’s my boyfriend or anything.”

“I know, I know. But his mom doesn’t know.”


I eyed Rachel. “How do you even know anything about sex anyhow?”

“Because I’m not stupid.”

“What do you know about sex?” I challenged.

“I know enough. What do YOU know about sex, Rob?”

“I know everything,” I said in boasting tone, the same one I’d used with my friends many, many times.

“Yeah, right. Sure. What do you know EXACTLY?”

I shrugged. “I know how people do it.”

“Ok, how?”

Now I felt a little embarrassed, but I continued. “Well… the boy gets on top of the girl and puts his penis into her vagina.” I’d felt a little awkward saying the real words instead of “dick” and “pussy”, but I thought it would impress Rachel a little more.

She rolled her eyes. “EVERYONE knows that.”

“Well, that’s all you need to know.”

“Hmph.” She picked up a magazine from the coffee table and thumbed through it. “Have you ever done it before?”

I thought about lying. In the end I couldn’t, though. I said, “No, I haven’t. I think about it a lot, though.”

“You do?”


“Me, too.”



“Have you ever done it?”

Rachel shook her head. “I haven’t done anything except kiss a boy.”

“Oh?” This was more than I’d done. “What boy?”

Blushing, Rachel replied, “Mike.”

“Ah-ha! So maybe his mom DOES have something to worry about.”

Giggling a little, my sister shook her head. “No, no. We just kissed a couple times. Just to see what it’s like. That’s all.” She looked at me. “Have you done anything, Rob?”

Lying, I said, “I’ve kissed a couple girls, but that’s all.”


Things were silent for a bit and then Rachel spoke again.

“You know how you said the boy gets on top of the girl?”


“I heard sometimes the girl gets on top of the boy.”

Nodding, I said, “I’ve heard that, too. I’ve heard that sometimes the girl even bends over and the boy fucks her from behind.”

Rachel considered this. “That sounds weird.”

“I know. When I do it, I want me to be on top. That’s the right way.”

“How do you know?” she asked me. “Maybe the right way is for the girl to be on top.”

“Yeah, well, if that’s true then why is the boy always on top when people talk about it?”

My sister shrugged. “I don’t know. He just is.”

“So do you really think about it a lot?”


“What do you think about, exactly?”

Rachel said, “Well… mostly about kissing a boy and touching him and having him touch me and maybe even all the way sex. What do you think about?”

“Fucking,” I said, right away. “Kissing and touching, too, but mostly actually doing it for real, you know?”


I sighed. “As things are going it’ll probably be a long time before I get to really find out what it’s like, though.” Even though I was only twelve, I was still feeling the sting of being a virgin.

Apparently I wasn’t the only one, as Rachel said, “Yeah, for me, too, I guess.”

“If Mike wanted to try doing it with you, would you let him?”

She thought about this. “I don’t know. Maybe. I do wanna see what it’s like, you know?”


“Can I tell you a secret, Rob?”


“A couple days ago Mike and me were going to show each other… you know… ourselves. We didn’t get the chance, too, but we were going to.”

“Oh. So he was going to show you his penis and you’d show him your vagina?”


“Wow… were you actually going to go through with it?”

“Yeah. But his dad came home early so we weren’t able to.”

“Oh. They probably thought something like that was going on, though. That must be why they won’t let you visit when they aren’t home.”


“So you ever seen a boy’s penis? Like for real?”

She shook her head. “Only in pictures. You ever see a girl?”

“No, just in pictures for me, too.”


I thought for a moment, aware that my penis was very stiff and that my heart was beating very fast. I softly said, “Rachel?”


“Do you wanna… you know… show each other? Like I’ll show you mine if you let me see yours?”

“You and me?”


“But we’re brother and sister,” she protested.

“So? We won’t be doing anything, just looking.”

“I don’t know…”

“Come on. You wanna see what a boy’s penis looks like, I wanna see what a girl’s vagina looks like. It’s not like it’s a big deal just to show each other.”

“Yeah… maybe it’s not…”

“So?” I prompted into the silence that followed.

“Well… ok, but you gotta go first, ok?”

This was a trade I could make. “Alright.”

A little nervously I stood up. My hands shook just slightly as I reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, then slowly unzipped them. Finally I hooked my fingers into my boxers and pulled them and my jeans down just enough to let my stiff, hairless, twelve-year-old virgin penis pop out into view. It was only about three inches long, but I’d learned a few months ago the kinds of pleasure it could give me.

“Wow,” my sister said, peering closely at it.

“Yeah,” I replied for lack of anything better to say. It was a little weird standing here like this with my penis out, but I figured the view of my sister’s vagina that I’d be getting would make up for it. Then when I masturbated at night thinking about girls, I’d at least know exactly what it looked like.

“I can’t believe something like that would actually fit inside me,” Rachel said, looking doubtful.

“Yeah, well… it does. I guess.” I shrugged. “Anyhow, do I get to see you now?” I asked, putting my penis back into my boxers and zipping up.

“Ok.” My sister stood up as I sat back down. She did pretty much the exact same thing I did, except that she was pulling down panties and shorts rather than boxers and jeans. The effect was the same, though. I ended up having a really nice view of her hairless, eleven-year-old virgin vagina.

I was a bit disappointed.

I couldn’t really see anything. It was just some sort of slit with a little bump at the top. No hole or anything like that. I had no idea what to make of it, but despite that fact, just seeing it made me really, really horny.


“It looks cool,” I said. “But where does the boy go in?”

“You can’t see it when I’m standing up.”

“So sit down.”

My sister sat down on the couch and pulled her shorts down a little further, then spread her legs. Now I could see all the slit and what looked like a tiny indentation. She poked that with her finger.

“The boy goes in right here.”

“Oh.” I stared at it. “I thought it would just be a hole or something.”

“It is.”

“It doesn’t look like one,” I said with great doubt in my mind.

“It is, trust me.”

“Prove it.”

Rolling her eyes my sister licked her pinkie finger and, to my stunned amazement, placed it against the indentation and slowly worked it up inside her vagina.

“Oh, wow,” I breathed, totally blown away.

“Yeah…” She gave me a little smile. “See, I told you.”

“Yeah, you did.”

Rachel sat up and pulled her finger out then pulled her clothes back up and sat down on the couch again. We were both silent for quiet a little while.

“So, Rob?” my sister said after a bit.


“If I… if I let you see me naked… can I see you naked?”

“You wanna see me naked?” I had no problem with the idea of seeing her, but wasn’t sure I wanted it to be the other way around.

“Well… I mean, showing each other like that was ok, and like you said before, it’s just showing, so it’s not a big deal.”



“Ok,” I replied after a moment. “But you go first, ok?”


Rachel stood up and pulled her t-shirt up over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. At eleven she didn’t really need one yet. Her chest was still pretty flat, but I thought I saw a hint of what was to come in the next few months. Just a faint pair of barely there mounds. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I didn’t think so. Then she pulled down her shorts and panties and when she stepped out of them, she was completely naked.

If I’d thought I was hard and horny before, I was wrong. Now that I was seeing my preteen sister naked in front of me I knew what it REALLY was to be hard and horny! It was the most fantastic thing I’d ever laid eyes on! Wonderful!

“Turn around,” I whispered.

Rachel spun around, giving me a great view of her little ass. She looked incredible.

“So your turn,” she said when she’d turned back towards me.

Swallowing a little, I stood and quickly got out of my clothes, getting completely nude in a little less than the time it had taken me just to take my penis out before. Once I was naked, I turned in place, just like my sister had, giving her a good view of my young body.

“You got a really nice body, Rob,” Rachel said, an odd tone in her voice.

“You, too.”

At the same time we both said each other’s name.



We both giggled a little and I said, “You first.”

“No, you first.”

“No, YOU first.”

“No, YOU first!” she said, sticking her tongue out at me.

“You first!” I said, sticking my tongue at her.

“You first or… or… or I’ll tickle you!”

“I DARE you!” I said, holding my arms straight up.

My sister moved quickly, dashing forward and running her fingers up along my naked sides. I instantly started laughing and doubled over a little, taking the excuse to put my hands on her naked body and beginning tickling her in turn.

Soon we were both on the floor, giggling and tickling each other like maniacs. I took advantage of the situation to let my fingers brush repeatedly across her nipples and butt and would have felt guilty except that I felt her fingers doing the same to me.

Finally I rolled over onto my back and my sister got on top of me, straddling me at the waist, resting her vagina directly against my penis. A little jolt of excitement went through me at the contact. I wasn’t even close to getting it into her, at least I didn’t think I was, but it still felt nice.

“Do I win?” she asked, panting a little.

“You win,” I relented.

“Good. Now… say what you were going to say.”

“Well…” I was scared to ask the question. Scared she might say no, and scared she might say yes. Finally I screwed up my courage. “Well… can I stick it in you for a few seconds, just to see what it’s like?”

Rachel looked at me for several seconds and then giggled a little. “That’s the same thing I was going to ask you!”

“It is?” I asked, amazed.


“Oh, cool.” I grinned. “Well… do you want try it?”

“Yeah, if you promise not to get me pregnant.”

I hadn’t even thought about that. But I said, “Of course I won’t.”



We stayed like that for a few moments longer, me on my back, her straddling my waist, her vagina resting against my penis. I really, really wanted to get to stick it in her, but I had no idea exactly where we should go from here. Thankfully, Rachel saved the day.

“So how about if I get on my back and you get on top of me?”


Rachel rolled off me and lay down on the carpet next to me. I sat up and moved, getting between her spread legs and looking down at my target. There was a wetness there that I hadn’t seen before. I wondered if she’d peed or something. I didn’t care. The idea that I was about to actually fuck my little sister was too overwhelming for me to worry.

“So… I guess I just get on top of you and stick it in?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Ok.” I lowered my naked body down until I was lying on top of my sister. I kind of held myself up with my elbows and shifted around, feeling my penis brushing between her legs. Once I thought I was in the right place, I said, “Are you ready?”


“Ok.” Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward and felt my penis brush against something a little wet and then slide up along my sister’s slit. I looked down. There it still was. I wasn’t inside her.

“It didn’t go in,” Rachel said.

“Yeah, I know. Let me try again.” I lined up again and flexed my hips once more. My penis failed to penetrate. I tried it a few more times with no success. “It’s not working,” I said, feeling annoyed.

“How about if you hold onto it with your hand?”

“Ok.” I took my penis in my hand and lined up again. I pushed forward, hoping to feel the sensation of my virginity being lost inside my sister’s vagina. No such luck. It slid downward this time. I repositioned and tried a few more times, but it seemed doomed to failure.

“Why isn’t it working?” I cried out.

“I don’t know,” Rachel said. She thought for a moment. “I got an idea.”


“Sit up a little.”

I did so and looked down as Rachel put a finger on either side of her vagina and pulled slightly. Suddenly I saw a little hole open up. My target.

“Can you see it?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I whispered.

“Ok, try it again.”

I scooted forward a little, touching the tip of my penis against the entrance to my sister’s vagina. “Right here, right?”


Looking down and watching closely, I pushed with my hips and saw just a little bit of the tip start to slide in. Bolstered by this, I pulled back and lined up, pushing forward once more. This time the entire tip and a tiny bit of the shaft went inside.

“Oh, Rob!” my sister whispered. “I can feel it. It’s going in.”

“Yeah,” I breathed out softly. I let go of my penis and could see about half of it sticking into my little sister’s vagina. The part that was in her felt exquisitely warm and wet. “You ready for me to get it all in?”


I nodded and said nothing further. I pulled back a tiny bit and then pushed forward one last time, feeling every inch of my hairless, twelve-year-old virgin penis slide itself deep into my little sister’s tight, equally hairless, eleven-year-old virgin vagina.

I slowly released a breath I’d been holding. I looked down to where our bodies met and could only see the barest hint of the base of my penis sticking out from my sister’s vagina. I was in her. We were fucking. Our virginity was gone forever.

I looked down at my sister’s face as the waves of pleasure washed over my body. I couldn’t quite tell what she was thinking just by looking, so I asked.

“How’s it… how’s it feel…?” I asked a little breathlessly.

“It feels… it’s nice… I can’t believe… we’re really doing this…”

“Me, either,” I confided. “Can I… start moving…?”

“You mean… fucking…?” asked Rachel.



Holding my body tight against my sister I began to move, trying to slide my penis back and forth inside her vagina, hoping that I wouldn’t slip out. I almost did a couple times, but I managed to keep myself within her wonderfully warm, wet and tight body fairly well.

In addition to slipping out of her, my other concern was that I was going to cum really, really quickly. I tried my best to hold off on my orgasm, but I knew it was a lost cause and after fucking my sister for only about two minutes I let out a series of grunts, pushed hard against her and felt my preteen penis begin twitching inside her vagina. I knew from masturbation that I was already making sperm and I pictured that spurting into my sister’s body.

As soon as I was done cumming I fell onto Rachel and lay there, breathing hard, my penis slipping out of her. Both my mind and body were completely overtaken by what had just happened. I couldn’t believe I wasn’t a virgin anymore! What a wonderful thing.

I rolled off Rachel and laid there next to her, both of us breathing hard. Finally I looked over at her and said, “So… what did you think…?”

“It felt good,” she said after a moment. “I’m glad we did it.”

“Me, too.” I glanced down at my penis which looked no different from how it had looked before I’d had sex. Somehow I hoped for something different. “You going to try doing it with Mike now?” I asked.

She shrugged. “I hadn’t thought about it. Maybe.”

“Do you wanna do it with me again?” This time my question was a little more uncertain sounding.

“Uhm… yeah… sure, I guess. It was fun.”

“Cool.” I broke into a grin. I sat up a little. “Can we do it right now?”

Rachel laughed. “Now? But we just got done doing it!”

“So?” I gestured towards my penis. “I’m still hard, see?”

She thought for an instant and then shrugged. “Ok. But can I try being on top this time?”

I blinked. “Sure, if you want to.”

“Cool. Lay down.”

I laid down and my sister straddled me at the waist once again. She said, “Hold your penis up, ok, Rob?”

“Ok.” I put my hand around my penis and held it so that it was sticking up.

My sister moved her body around and I felt the tip of my penis pressing into her. She said, “Ok, take your hand away.” I did and slowly my sister moved down, settling her vagina around my throbbing young erection. We were fucking for the second time!

“Oooo… it’s nice like this, too,” Rachel said. She got her balance and then slid up and down a little on my penis.

“Yeah… yeah, I like it…” As my sister began moving in earnest, I reached out and placed my hands onto my sister’s thighs, slowly letting them drift back onto her ass. Soon I moved them up onto her chest, cupping what passed for her breasts and tickling her nipples. This was really, really fun!

This time it took about five minutes of intercourse before I came, and the orgasm wasn’t nearly as intense as it had been the first time, but it was still pretty sweet. I lifted both myself and my sister up from the floor as I pushed deep into her when my sperm shot out.

When I was done cumming, Rachel got off me, gave me a hug, and laid there next to me on the floor. We eventually drifted off to sleep, lying there naked together, brother and sister, content after our first, certainly not last, session of sex.

Sometime later I woke up with a start. I looked down at Rachel. She was still lying next to me, cuddled up against my naked body. I settled back a little, wondering what had woken me up.

Then I heard a car door slam.

“Shit!” I quickly shook Rachel awake. “Rachel! Wake up! Mom and Dad are home!”

“Wha… what?!” She sat bolt upright. We could hear our parents coming up the walkway.

“Oh, shit!” we both said at the same time.

“Grab your clothes!” I said to her, picking up mine and sprinting towards the upstairs bathroom. My sister followed suit and I heard her running into her bedroom just as the front door opened.

“We’re home kids!” called out our parents.

Less than thirty seconds later I was breathlessly walking downstairs. “Hey, Mom, hey, Dad,” I said to them with a little wave.

Rachel came down moments later. She gave greetings to our parents and when they had their backs turned, she and I traded a special look with each other. A relieved smile. We’d gotten away with it this time! Hopefully we’d have the chance to do a lot more.

My affair with my sister continued for about the next two years, until I wound up finding a girlfriend who let me fuck her. Thankfully I never ended up getting my sister pregnant, though when I was seventeen I got another girl “in the family way”.

Today, about eight years after we started having sex, Rachel and I don’t ever really talk with each other about what we used to do. I think she’s kind of embarrassed by it. I know I am, but I don’t worry about it too much. We still remain fairly close, and she’s now married and in college.

Curiosity may well have killed the cat, but at least in the case of Rachel and I it also brought about many an orgasm. Oh, and just so you know, she never did have sex with Mike. Poor kid.


Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. And all reserves righted.