Sis took full training from brother

Sis’s training sex story, Virgin Sis Brother sex story: This story begins when I was only 18 years old and my cousin (my maternal uncle’s daughter) was 32 years old. Mother of three children, full breasts, bouncing hips, plump lips, smooth flat and fleshy white belly. When she walked, it caused a stir inside my pants.

The story is about the pussy and its intoxicating slippery juices. Juices don’t just come out of the pussy. You have to caress the pussy, lick it, run your tongue over it, rub it with fingers to bring it to that state. In short, you have to prepare the background.

Even for juices to come out of my cousin Billie’s pussy continuously, the background needs to be prepared. So let’s go back a few years and see our preparations.

I was a very well-mannered, simple, only child pampered by my parents. I was kept with great love and affection. There was no shortage of anything.

Billie was my maternal uncle’s only child. Very naughty, mischievous, and the one who turned the whole house upside down. My maternal uncle also lived with us. His job was in the same city. Our house was quite big. Mom insisted and forced uncle to live with us.

Although Billie Sis was naughty and mischievous, she stayed with me with great affection and love. There was a big age difference between us. She called me Sam. She fed me with her own hands. She prepared my school bag. Helped me with studies.

It was difficult for both of us to live without each other. When I came back from school, my eyes searched for Billie Sis. I looked for her all around the house. When she appeared in front of me, I could breathe again. I would sit straight in her lap. She would caress my hair lovingly. The fatigue of the whole day would disappear with her touch. I would light up.

Those days, Billie Sis was 20-22 years old. She was swaying in the intoxication of youth. Uncle was worried about her marriage. After high school, she stayed at home. Far from helping with household chores, she remained lost in her own world. Reading stories, film magazines.

Uncle and aunt’s scoldings had no effect on her. “Hey, have some shame, you’ll get married tomorrow, this girl will cut our nose in her in-laws.” Billie Sis ignored aunt’s pillow talk. Sticking me to her side, she would say, “Sam, have you finished your studies?”

“Yes, Sis.”

“Then let’s play Ludo.”

These words worked like magic for me. I would quickly spread the Ludo board on the bed. We would sit face to face. So close that Sis’s warm breaths touched my face. It included the warmth of affection, the touch of pure love, and the gust of her intoxicating youth. I loved it.

There was no TV in those days. Besides me, this was Billie Sis’s second favorite. She knew every song from the films of that time. She would always hum in her melodious sweet voice. Days passed, and I got trapped in the bond of Billie Sis’s affection and love.

An unbreakable attraction, bond, love, and affection blossomed between us. Then one day when I returned from school, Sis didn’t open the door. The door was latched. It opened as I pushed. But instead of Sis, silence welcomed me.

I was restless. Where did Sis go? I went towards her room. Peeked inside. Sis was lying on the bed. I went closer. She was lying on her stomach. Head on the pillow, sobbing and crying.

Her face was towards me. Pink cheeks soaked with tears. The pillow was wet. What happened? I sat beside her and asked, “Sis, what happened? Why are you crying?”

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My voice was also teary. Sis turned her face towards me. Sat up. Hugged me to her chest. Squeezed me and started sobbing again. I was surprised and worried. But the warmth of her chest and softness of her breasts felt good. I was immersed in a different sensation.

The pleasure of sticking to her, but worried about her crying. Two different experiences. The fragrance of her body, salty smell of tears and sweat. My mouth was stuck to her chest, nose towards her armpit. An intoxicating fragrance was coming from there too.

Sis resolved my confusion. She separated me from her chest. Held my face with soft palms and started kissing wildly. Showers of kisses with soft lips on cheeks. Her crying turned into hiccups. In between, she asked, “Sam, how will I live without you?”

Just then, aunt came into the room. Seeing brother-sister love and Sis crying, she said, “Wow Billie, marriage is just fixed and so much crying. Enough now. Stop it. Look, poor Sam has been back from school for so long. Get up and feed him something.”

So that was the matter. Billie Sis was crying because of the marriage. Aunt’s words worked like magic. Her crying stopped. She separated me. Wiped her face with her scarf and said, “Oh my child is still hungry. I’ll bring snacks in five minutes.”

She ran towards the kitchen. I asked aunt, “Auntie, why was Sis crying about marriage? Everyone gets happy about marriage, right?”

Aunt said irritably, “Sam son, how would I know what’s in this crazy girl’s mind. You ask her yourself.”

I was staring at the door waiting. Forgot about hunger-thirst by now. Sis came with plate and glass. That day she looked different. No playfulness in her walk. Face serious.

She sat beside me. Placed the plate. Offered a bite. I didn’t open my mouth. Sis asked, “What happened Sam? Won’t eat today? Angry with me?”

“No Sis. Have I ever eaten sitting separately from you?”

Tears dropped from her eyes again. She pulled me onto her thighs. “See Sam, what happened to me today. Forgetting even such a small thing.”

Sitting in her lap brought peace. I asked, “Sis, why are you so upset about the marriage talk? Aren’t you happy?”

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She wiped her eyes with scarf. Tried to smile. Fed me a bite and said, “No Sam. More than the joy of marriage, I’m sad about separating from you. See, even a little delay in making breakfast made you feel so bad. What will happen when I’m not here? Will you be able to live without me?”

This question shook me. I realized that after marriage, Sis would be someone else’s wife. At that moment, her perspective changed. She no longer looked like a sister, but a beautiful woman.

I was sitting in her lap. Strange pleasure sitting on her soft thighs. Her warmth, breath’s touch, intoxicating fragrance. I got lost in this pleasure.

Food finished. Sis said, “Wash hands and face and come to my room.”

I went to her room. She was sitting in front. Breaths touching each other. After a while, she said, “What were you doing before I came to your room this evening?”

I was stunned. Did she see me jerking off? I said, “Nothing Sis, doing homework.”

Sis laughed. “Yes, doing homework. But instead of pen in hand, something else, right?”

I stayed silent. Sis said, “Don’t worry. It’s normal at this age. I’m happy my Sam is normal.”

I asked, “But how did you know?”

“I came to your room. You were shaking, trembling. Hand moving up-down vigorously. I understood. Didn’t want to disturb your fun.”

I felt assured. Asked, “But Sis, since I heard about your marriage, you seem different, like no longer my sister.”

“Oh I’ll be the same Billie.”

“No Sis, no more sisterly love. I started liking you.”

Sis was startled. I said, “I have fallen in love with you.”

Her palm landed on my cheek. But not a slap, a loving pat. The same hunger in her eyes as in mine.

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We were looking at each other with hungry eyes. There was hesitation. Brother-sister relationship dominated. Then Sis screamed, “Hey idiot, will you just stare or do something? I told you to do whatever you want. Do you want me to stand naked?”

Her pat removed the hesitation. I grabbed her. Stuck to her. Her breasts pressed against my chest. Felt like they flattened.

Then I separated her. Brought face close. Started kissing-licking cheeks, neck, chest. Sis was panting. Said, “Hey idiot, close the door.”

I closed the door. Returned. Sis was lying down. Scarf hanging down. Dress lifted to knees. I started kissing-licking her calves. She shivered. Laid me on top. Stuck to chest. Started sucking lips.

We were kissing like mad. After a while, calmed down. Lying side by side. Sis said, “Sam, did it hurt?” Started caressing my cheek.

I said, “Your slap was at the right time.”

Then we talked. I told her that hearing about marriage showed her other side. She would become someone’s wife. I fell in love.

Sis said, “When mom told me the marriage is fixed, I was shocked. Thought as long as I’m here, I won’t let you lack anything.”

She put her leg on my thigh. Started caressing my chest with hand. I was shivering. Her knee rubbing on my pant.

Sis said, “I want to prepare myself before marriage. Make my husband so happy that he goes crazy for me. And the other thing is about you. I’ll try everything on you. When I’m in front of you, why jerk hand. Love me to your fill.”

She unbuttoned my pant. Held my dick. Rubbed on cheeks. Kissed the tip. Then pressed between thighs.

Then removed dress. Naked below. Removed blouse-bra too. I watched her naked. Shapely breasts, pink nipples, flat belly, heavy thighs. Between thighs, slit in black hair. Juice dripping from pussy.

I took her on top. Stuck. Her pussy rubbing on my dick. I shivered. Her rubbing got faster. I screamed. Came. Sis also came. We stayed stuck.

Then I licked her armpit. Tasted sweat. Sis laughed. Said, “Hey it’s dirty there.”

Then sucked her boobs. Pressed. She was moaning. Then I licked her pussy. Opened slit with tongue. Drank juice. She came again.

Then Sis took my dick in mouth. Sucked. Ran tongue. I came on her body. That night we came three-three times. Lay empty each time.

I can never forget this experience. Saw Sis’s erotic side for the first time.