On Sunday lunchtime we were all sitting around the table having lunch. Brian was at the opposite end to me. Occasionally our eyes met and he would smile at me. But in truth the main focus of my attention, as it always was on these occasions, was my elder brother, Jack. For ages I’d had a massive crush on him. Try as I might, it would never go away. I’d had a few boyfriends, I definitely wasn’t a virgin, but my big brother was still my dream. Of course I had never done anything about it. I was seven years younger than him and he never really paid me any attention. We got on ok, had a decent brother/sister relationship, but I am sure he would never consider me in that way. He’d had loads of girlfriends and had been dating his current one, Megan, for over a year. Most of the time he hardly seemed to notice I was there.
Back to the tale, I was desperate to hear how Brian’s date went. Eventually I couldn’t wait any longer. I sent him a text:
HOW WAS YOUR DATE??????
He replied;
TELL YOU LATER
Mom saw us both texting.
“Put your phones down you two. You know the rules. No phones at the dinner table.”
“Sorry mom.”
Carefully, so mom or dad couldn’t see, I sent him another text.
MY ROOM. AFTER LUNCH
So after lunch, he came to my room.
“So…?”
“Yeah it was good. Great in fact.”
“And the kissing?” I smiled.
“Err….. we didn’t.”
“You didn’t kiss?” I sounded disappointed.
“No the time never seemed right. But we’re going out again on Tuesday.”
“Brian, that’s great. Tell me more.”
So we sat and chatted for about twenty minutes as he recalled what they talked about, what she wore, how he acted.
“Make sure you kiss her this time,” I ordered him after he’d finished talking.
“Yes boss!”
“Do you need more practise? You know, just a refresher?” I asked.
“Would that be ok?”
For the next fifteen minutes we kissed. Again it felt fantastic and I sensed I was enjoying it as much as he was. It was only when we heard footsteps going past my room that we pulled apart.
“Come for a refresher tomorrow, after i get back from college,” I told him.
“Definitely, sis. Thanks. Am I still doing ok?”
“Better than ok.”
That evening I went downstairs quite late on to find everyone had gone to bed. I always sleep in the nude but I put on a vest and panties to go downstairs. I stepped into the living room to find only my big brother, Jack there.
“Oh hi Jack, what you watching?”
“Just some movie. Not very good.”
I sat next to him and rested my head on his shoulder.
“What’s that for? You want a favor?”
“No I just haven’t seen you much lately. You ok?”
“Oh…. yeah…. good sis. You?”
I chatted about college and he told me how he was going for a promotion at work.
“That’s great Jack, I’m sure you’ll get it.”
In these conversations I always tried not to act like a kid sister but as an adult. A female adult at that. I always hoped my skimpy attire would catch his attention but it always ended with me seeming just the kid sister.
“Do you want a beer?” I asked him.
He nodded so I got up and headed to the kitchen. I hoped my panty clad ass would interest him. I came back with two beers. After he finished his he got up and went to bed.
Oh well I thought.
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I just got back from college on Monday afternoon when there was a knock on my door. I was in the middle of changing and quickly put on a t shirt and shorts.
“Hey Bri.”
“Hey. How was college?”
“It was college. How was school?”
“It was good.”
He seemed happier.
“Can we…. err… you know?” he asked, hesitantly.
“Yes of course, that’s why you’re here.”
Without any build up he put his hands on my shoulder and we began to kiss. His hands moved to hold my head as our tongues started twisting around.
“Well?” he asked.
“You’re getting better. So much better than when we first began.”
“You’re not just saying that?”
“No Brian. Seriously, you’re a very good kisser. Gabby can certainly have no complaints in that department.”
“It’s all down to you.”
“No, I’m just doing what any good sister would do.”
“You’re better than any sister in the world!”
“Anyway, Brian, let’s be serious now. You’ve passed the kissing exam but let’s say you and Gabby get a third date, which I’m sure you will. You’re kissing again but this time you have to do more with your hands. Make her feel like a woman.”
“How do you mean?”
“Well, you need to get your hands to explore her. Come here.”
He stepped towards me and I explained that he should let his hands move down her back, towards the small of her back, and finally onto her ass.
“Oh wow! On a third date?”
“Yeah, it’s just a step at a time. It’s too much for a first kiss. You don’t wanna move too fast but you don’t wanna move too slow either.”
“Ok.”
“Yeah. A kiss on the second date, if you don’t on the first, but definitely hands on ass on third.”
“Well, I never knew these rules,” he said.
They’re not rules. They’re just what I would expect.”
“Oh ok sis.”
“So let’s try.”
So we began kissing. Tongues, everything. I could feel myself getting wet.
I held his hands and guided them down my back, stopping briefly at the small of my back, before placing them on my ass. He pulled away instantly.
“No don’t do that! Trust me, she’ll like it,” I told him.
“Are you sure. It just feels a bit weird, you being my sister you know….”
“I’ve helped you so far haven’t I?”
“Yeah…. but….”
“Just get your hands on my ass and leave them there. Try again.”