Amy and I

When my father remarried I was pretty bummed. I didn’t want a new mother, or her two daughters, in my life. I now had two new sisters, Amy, and Lisa. Amy was three years older than I was, and Lisa was 4 years younger than me. Amy was 13 when I was 10, and she had developed early. I remember starring at her in her night shirts, catching the occasional glimpse of her panties, I lived for those moments. Amy was one of those girls that understand at an early age that her breasts would get her attention, they always had mine. For years I watched her, for years she knew it.
Over the next few years, her and I grew to be pretty good friends. By this time, I had masturbated thinking about her at least a hundred times. She was always giving me a peek, always driving me insane. She would tease me sometimes by lifting her shirt up just enough so I could see the very bottom of her bra while she stretched. She always followed that by looking at me with a coy little smile. To a13 year old, she was incredibly hot. She had dark auburn hair, brown eyes, a slim waist, and a solid C cup.
One night, she was wearing loose fitting shorts, so loose, that with the right angle I could see she hadn’t put any panties on after her shower. I could see everything, I could see better than I ever had before. Instantly I was aroused. As we set watching TV , I peeked as often as I could without getting caught. I long to touch her, she had a small patch of hair, and the way her legs were spread, her lips had parted just enough for me to see a hint of her inner lips. It was driving me crazy so I went upstairs to my room to release some pen up frustration.
Not that much later my father came up to tell us it was time for lights out. I lay there in the dark thinking about Amy. I dreamt of all the things I would do to her if I was ever given the chance. As I lay there I heard a knock at the door, I sat up as Amy walked in. She walked in and asked me if she couldborrow one of my tapes to listen to. I got up to get her the tape and she saw that I was fully aroused. She asked me ” Did I interrupt something?” It dawned on me then that I had gotten up without thinking, in my embarrasment I quickly returned to bed. She laughed at me and told me she had seen me peeking at her earlier in the night. I must have been beet red because she told me it was ok, she knew I had been looking so she had kept her legs open so I could keep looking.
She came over and sat down on the edge of the bed and I just about lost it all right there. She turned to me and asked if I had ever been with a girl before. I told her that I had kissed a girl before, but that was about it. My heart was beating a million times a minute, I couldn’t believe she was in my room. She asked me if I had ever kissed a girl with my tongue. I lied to her and said I had. Then she asked me the hundred thousand dollars question, she asked if I had ever touched a breast. I toldher no, but added that I’d like to.
She laid down on the bed next to me and told me “go ahead”. She couldn’t be serious could she? I was so nervous it must have taken me longer than she expected because she reached over and grabbed my hand and laid it on her chest. This was the greatest day of my life, I rubbed her firm breast and felt her hard nipple under my palm. As I carried her, she slightly arched her back and let out a quiet moan. She then reached over and pulled my head to her. I pulled her shirt up over her breasts, I could barely see her dark areolas, but I could make out enough to see that they were big, with big nipples. I continued to fondle her with my right hand, as I sucked and licked on her her other title. My sucking made her moan louder, and with every lick she would arch her back more and more. Adventually I worked up the nervous to rub my hand on her stomach, and then farther and farther. As I reached her shorts line I would slowly run my figers under the waist band of her shorts. This would make her hips move, and that excited me.
Finally I worked up the courage to stick my hand down the front of her shorts. I could feel her soft moon, the fine hair, and the heat that was coming from between her legs. I had only had my fingers running thru her hair for a moment when she brought her knees up and spread her legs. I lightly ran my finger down her small slip and she gasped. I continued to do this for a few minutes, gently rubbing the sides, and then coming back to rub the middle. I was running my finger along the outside of her lips and she thrust her hips and my finger slide between them. I could feel how hot and wet she was, and I could feel her small hole. I kept running my finger up and down , on the down stroke I would dip the tip of my finger into her. This drive her crazy, she was gasping, and writing around on my bed so much that I thought I was going to blow my load right there in my boxers.
After aew more minutes of that she rolled over to face me and reached down to grab a hold me. When she first touched me it sent shivers right thru my body. She grabbed me by the shake and ran her thumb across the bottom of the head. This was almost to much for me, and after a few more tugs I had finished in my shorts. She pulled my shorts off and I wiped myself clean, and she just kept on jerking me off.
She climbed on top of me, putting her tits right in my face. I held them both in my hands and kissed and sucked on her nipples again while she rubbed her moist pussy back and forth on my penis while it laid on my stomach. It felt so good, she continued to grind her hips against me until she was shaking. I could feel my balls get wet as she came on top of me. After she came, she reached behind her and grabbed me by the base of my shake and put the head against her wet slit. She would push just a little bit, just enough for the head to go in a little . This was driving me nuts and I started to push back against her. Little bit by little bit I was working more into her. With each little thrust she would dig her nails into my chest, finally she sat all the way down on me. I remember thinking how wet and smooth she felt, and how hot she felt inside. She laid down on top of me, pressing her chest against mine, I was kissing her neck and slowly pushing myself into her. She would arch her back to meet me with Every thrust. I reached down with both hands and held her hips, I was pushing her down with every stroke. I knew she was getting ready to climax again when she started moaning and shaking . This was to much for me to handle, I started to push harder, and I pumped into her with all I had. Only seconds later I was filling her small tight hole.
She laid on top of me for a second before rolling off . We lay there speechless for a few minutes, I knew then that things would never be the same between Amy and I. She told me that night that she had stood outside my door mAny nights before working up the nervous to come in. After that night she came and went as she pleased, many nights as a teen were spent waiting for a soft knock at my door. As an adult now I think about those times and it still turns me on. When other people say ” I wish I was a kid again” I always think”so do I , so do I”.