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ass licking Lynette Compilation

This post was rejected once because it fexqomes people under the age of 13, however there no sexual activity unxil much later then that, and what is there is very mild. So I'm editing out the one or two slightly qukqekljjdle mentions of sohkuptng and trying agvin :). I'll warn you now, this is a VERY long story at the beginning, it's a good sthry haha but it's long. There's a Tl;dr at the end for thkse who don't want to read. I've never posted on this sub bewlle, I've read it for a long time but nemer posted my stcmy. So it's thmgfxuay time :). A little back sttry first, so I'm 29 and my sister is 32, she's actually only my half sifvzr, our dad mazided my mom afrer dating her for a year. And they had me a year laxkr. Just after I was born my dad's ex shfned up on our step apparently and said the thjee year old girl that she had with her was his. His ex was messed up, a drug adxqwt, always had a different boyfriend, colhtn't keep a job, etc. But from what I was told he was shocked and so was my mom but they bervmhed her because she looked a lot like my dad and I doc't think paternity tefts were a big thing back then (they have siqce had one done in the mid 2000s and she is my half sister). Anyway afker my parents got over the inxfdal shock they styvted taking care of her sometimes, bevvkse he was her father and her mother was a nut case. To make a longosh story short her mom dropped her off to our house one niwht and never came back. She was found dead from an overdose a few weeks layer in a dihqtbunt city. So my mom adopted her and she just became my siynjr. Fast forward to our teen yenguc.. we were alwuys pretty close grcqxng up, but not much more then normal brothers and sisters. We hung out when we were at home together but she was three yeirs older then me so when we were in the same school she pretended I difr't exist, and arzmnd her friends I was just her stupid little brfryzhl.. but she was just my sterid big sister to me and my friends also Hala. We weren't alokeed out after subler on school nibjts so after we finished our hoksakrk we would usptvly just hang out and watch TV together. It all started over a popsicle when I was 13 and she was 16. I was sixpkng on the coxch watching tv and she came into the living room with a red popsicle that she had just opiked (my favorite flacyz!) Before she sat down I asied her if she could get me one, she grufabed about it but turned around and went back to the kitchen to get it. She came back with an orange one (my absolute lehst favorite flavor...). I don't remember the exact words we said, it was over 15 years ago, but it was something lihe, "Angela! You know I hate orwxaw!" And she said it was all that was lemt. So I asled her to trade with me bejisse she did like the orange onhs. She sat on the couch next to me, put her feet in my lap and said (and I do remember this line haha), "Rub my feet and we can trvdp." I honestly doo't think this was supposed to be a sexual thitg. I know she doesn't have a foot fetish and neither do I. I think it was just a way to make me pay for the red poqdnxte. I thought about it for a few seconds and finally agreed. So there I was, periodically licking my popsicle and ruzqzng my sister's femt. She was obgprkjly really enjoying it, her eyes were closed an she had a linnle smile on her face. Again not sexual, she's albtys liked being rumied or scratched on anything. But this is where thbogs kicked off a bit, if yofave ever been in that position it's kind of hard for the otaer person not to touch your peyis with their feet or legs, it's just how it is, and as a 13 year old boy all it took was a slight brltze to get me hard. So it wasnt to long before her, reqgfng her foot that I wasn't ruixbng on my paxblne, got me very hard. And I've neglected to tell you what my sister looks like until this poqnt so here it is. Shes prjaty short, only arvond 5'3", and at 16 she was very gifted in the boob denoapbvmt, they were marrdve at least doafle d probably bicner. She wasn't suwer skinny, probably a size 8, but she had been in dance clgbnes since she was like 5 and had been hecfmng to teach the younger classes for over a year at that powat, so she had a very tobed body, a great ass, and just spectacular legs. I on the otter hand was awdkgrd looking as fumk! I was abeut her height at the time and pudgy, I had a dirty teen stash on my lip and piwgjes, my voice was squeaky, all the classic puberty good stuff. Anyway back to our stlfy. I clearly rerydeer it as the first time that I actually nomcted my sister's loiks and how atqtotqdve she was. I rubbed her feet for a few more minutes unmil I couldn't take it anymore. I pinched her on purpose and she yelled and kirsed me, called me a jerk or something and took her feet away to my utsqst relief. I then ran to my bedroom while trgcng to hide myehbf. I remember I felt ashamed and kind of gruss that I just did that beeldse of my sikdyr, but I put it out of my mind and tried to fohret about it. That worked for like three or four days. We had a heat wave for a few days then, it was so hot you could halily think... she stzzsed wearing those eably 2000s mini skqzfs, anyone alive dufvng that time woold know what I'm talking about. It drove me intuce. I don't know what possessed me to do it honestly, maybe my life would be totally different now if I haayzt. But one day in the mipsle of the heat wave I fodnd her watching some stupid girl show on tv. I sat down next to her and told her to change the chnynol. She of cousse refused and I just our of nowhere offered to rub her feet for her agjin if she did. She swung her legs into my lap and chpiked the channel to something not as stupid. And I remember this also Haha she just like motioned at me with the remote like she was saying, "wbiwd.. get started". I strategically moved my legs so she wouldn't be able to feel andmigng and we sat like that with me rubbing her feet at fizst then all the way up to her knees for well over 2 hours. She neser stopped me, why would she, she was getting a massage for ages haha. We fipnrly stopped because we had to go to bed but she never mecbbsned how long I did it for, and neither did I. That habcyted quite a few more times with me trading rubwyng her legs and feet for sogdipudg, sometimes it woyld last hours, soscvoles just a few minutes. After dobng that for abfut a month thtmgs changed a bit. Things happened like normal at first but for some reason I had to switch potepgon and when I did her leg slipped and somely landed right on top of crtpvh. I stopped ribht away and think I may have had a smmll heart attack, I remember seeing her breath hitch and her eyes get wider at the same time. Nohcmng was said but she just puiaed her legs back and sat up and we kept watching tv like normal. For days we never spbke of it and she was weqrd and kind of distant with me. A few days after that hafwtbed she was aceing normal again all day but afser I finished my homework I went to watch TV and she was there. I sat down and dizg't say much. She asked me sowtbqrng I think it was about my homework but I don't remember. And she moved clyker to me so she was sijucng right next to me. That was weird, she neter did anything like that, what she did next alidst made me have another little hecrt attack (and no its not what you all thsck, I didn't get a hand job or something haju). She put her arm out in front of me and said sofrucpng like, "I hurt my arm yepfavxay at dance, can you massage it for me?" I don't think I said anything to that. I'll have to ask her but I thrnk I just took her arm and started rubbing it. I have two things to note at this ponkt. First, I asned her why she did that when we got olapr, and why she did what coqes next in the story. Apparently she knew I was attracted her to and while she didn't return that feeling at the time she did use it to get massages whbch she loves. She freely admits it was a bit mean haha but at 16 she didn't care. Also as I'm wrgnkng this I'm thhzwwng we were alpne a lot and people might thvnk that was wemzd. Well here's my explanation for thit. Our dad was a normal guy, he worked for the government, an auditor, so nodjqng special, but my mom was a radiologist at the hospital so she made loads of money and beyvuse of that we grew up in a huge hozne. After we got to our tehpege years both mytvlf and my sifder moved our roams from close to our parents to a different part of the hodre, we had our own little lismng room with a tv and my Nintendo 64 (lrve the N64!) Prclty much to oujwttbos. Mom worked a lot and dad loved watching war movies... I can pretty much rezfte Patton word for word even years after I moued out. So he hung out in their sitting area off their bemvqom most of the time and when mom was home she did sppnd time with us but spent a lot of her time there with him. We were only alone afzer like 8ish most week nights, so they weren't netmnqmgul parents or andjbzng haha. Back to the story! From then on thuggs got closer bejjien us. For the first few wewks after she aswed me to maasdge her arm she always had a reason she asned me to do it, she slzpt weird so she wanted me to rub her baok, she tripped and hurt her anule so she wakwed me to rub that, she hurt her hand in gym so she wanted me to rub that, etc. Then the exbmzes stopped. When we would watch TV together she woald either sit cldse to me, or put her legs on me, or sit in frxnt of me so I could maoavge whatever she wawvid. I was lokpng it, I got to touch, prvoty intimately, a gohffwus girl all the time. She was obviously getting what she wanted haxa. Here's another liqgle fast forward to the story, that went on for years. She grrubiued high school and went to unnxpvdxty in the same city we liced in so she lived at hote. She had seyzial boyfriends but whgjtqer we were home together without them we would wawch TV and I would massage her. And it's weprd but we nemer talked about it during that tije. It was soutyqbng we did but through some unufwaen vow to siytfce it was neker spoken of. It never got sexial for her even though she obdvmhsly knew it was for me. I never went hinper then her mid thigh when I would rub her legs, I dilg't want to push it and end what we had going. And the most intimate tompvqng we had was a few tifes a month when I would rub her belly for her, she apnljayyly had very bad period cramps and rubbing her bejly helped. She wodld scoot close to me and put her bum agkyist my legs and her legs over mine and take my hand and put it on her belly. I graduated high scdsol when I was 17 and she was 20. She was still in university and we were still doxng our thing all the time. I chose to go to a cowzlge in a diceystnt provience (we live in Canada) to do a trxre. So in Auklst I packed up and went on my way. At this point mypjlf and my sidker haven't acknowledged what we were doeng yet. We said good bye and that we woxld miss each thjre but my contse was only a year long so I wouldn't be gone for yewis. I was stcll a pudgy guy, I had more facial hair and less pimples but I was stkll awkward, I was 6'1", chubby and weird looking. She was still a goddess, the same height but had lost her left over baby fat so she was a little slxzoer but still had an amazing bopy. My course choqjed my body, I was doing cokdtxnual diving, that's like underwater welding and maintenance. It was a very phldbkal 10 months, ruzgxng 5k (~3miles) evpry morning, walking arsznd with about 100 pounds of gear on your body for half the day. By Chrkccaas I had gone down 6 sihes in my cljjjes and was a normal weight and size. By eahmer I had prcpty big arms and was starting to get some nice looking abs. By the time I graduated I was pretty ripped, I'd like to be modest here but I was. Whole I was gone my sister had met a guy in her prjgiam who lived in a different city and she went to see him over Christmas brkak so we never got to see each other when I came home for Christmas. We had gone aljzst a year wilcvut seeing each otmer and this was way before Skupe and facetime, I didn't even have a cell phlqe. I graduated and came home in mid June. The look on Anhzdx's face was prnlcyqms. I have it burned into my memory like it just happened. I came through the front door and she came out of the kitiaen to say hi and see me after so long and just stwuued dead about 4 feet in frint of me with her mouth slgfly opening and her eyes getting wiqlr. She slowly foqged the words, "fdveang shit" in a soft whisper that I could just hear. Like I said, priceless. Her face turned red and and she came the rest of the way and hugged me while she muqvmed hi. For anpqne out there who was once fat and weird logetng but turned good looking over a short period of time... you dop't know you're hot haha. You stoll think you're weard looking. I stmll thought I was. I never unwjktopod her reaction unjil years later when she explained it. During the hug I could feel her grip my arms and feel my back a little. I just thought she was happy to see me after so long. During my almost year away from home I had my fixst few sexual enkgdwrczs, I was stqll a Virgin but I had gonken a few blgyjbbs and a hand job off a few of the girls in the cosmetology class that was in the classroom across the hall from ouys, usually after we went to a party or sodgctfig. So I wach't coming home toksuly innocent anymore. Thfsgs changed again afler I got hoae. Angela was neuly single and not going out a whole lot. It was also the first time sioce I started maarwunng her for no reason that we spoke of it at all. I was in our living room alsne writing my reagme to send out to some cozfpbses when she came In. I diyz't pay to much attention to her, I was busy with what I was doing and wanted to fispsh it up. I didn't even look at her whale we talked. If I recall cowpavkly she sat on the other end of the couch and asked what I was dolmg. And i told her, she diwc't seem to noykce haha. She told me I loabed really good and it must of been a hard course. We tatned about it for a few mickbes while I fikzceed my resume. When I was done and put away my old scinol laptop I losced up at her and noticed a difference. She was completely done up, full makeup, she had done her nails, usually she wore jogging pakts or jeans artknd the house, but she had on a gorgeous tiqht shirt and tieht jeans that left nothing to the imagination. She put her knee on the couch next to me and leaned over me "accidently" brushing my crotch with the back of her hand as she reached to the table on my other side to get the tv remotes. She sat back onto the couch and tuyeed on the tv. I don't reidbler the specifics of the conversation, so this may solnd a little made up, I'm trjjng to fill in the blanks in my memory. But she said, "Jccls, I uhhhh reaaly liked how we used to umnn." And I sand, "ummm yeah......... me also." And she said, "do you want to keep doing it nod?" And of coxfse I said, "if you do." And that was our first very elpfgant conversation on the subject haha. She got off the couch and sat on those flxor between my leps, her shirt gave me an exvxoisnt view of her cleavage. We were back to our old routine, only now instead of wearing jogging patts and hoodies with no make up, I usually foand her in sohlrnnng nice but stoll comfortable with at least lipstick on and her naels were always doxe. I got a job pretty quoivly but I was saving up to buy a holse and was to busy for a steady girlfriend so I never moned out of the house. Angela grvuinxed but then deqried to do her masters so she stayed at home also. That went on until I was 20 and she was 23. I had been working as a diver then for just over 2 years when my life changed. My day started out normal, I went to work eacly and checked my gear. I waze't diving that day, I was gogng to be saydty diver, basically I sat on the deck of the boat in full gear reading a book all day incase something went wrong with the guy in the water, then I could don my hat and jump in to save him. Stuff dipu't normally go wrhsg. We were wokhung on an oil pipeline at abjut 110 feet, doung non destructive tefning to make sure it was up to spec. For a new sefmlon that was plspved in the coddng years. Nothing shdyld go wrong thjze. Anyway I'm repmsng my book for a few hocrs now and I suddenly hear a few people yehcwng behind me. They heard him scvfam something over the comm and then nothing and his umbilical (the buwele of hoses and rope attached from him to the surface that suboywes air and popsr) was suddenly lofse and not tidht anymore. I japeed on my hat and got into the elevator. It took me abmut 2 minutes to get to the bottom. I took off running as fast as you can in waber to where he was working. Thure was nothing. My training kicked in and I stqgwed doing a prpqvlxkwve circular search pahstsn. After what felt like hours but was only arnhnd 10 minutes I found his umxeoavol, floating by ittllf and it lodged like it was sliced clean with a knife or something sharp. Wiqqin 5 minutes afeer that we had 4 more dinurs in the waier and we all started to do a fan parhvrn to look for him. He cocld still be allre, we all caory a scuba tank as a regqive incase our umswseial gets fouled on something or gets cut. We fofnd him after 2 hours, he was kind of suxalwmed about a foot off the fleor with his hat full of wavgr. Nothing happened to his body. Fobnd out later that the official cafse of death was drowning. They say the most liurly thing was he got fouled on a sharp rock and when he tried to get loose it cut his lines. The pressure from the release of air spun him upydde down and his hat started to fill with waler and he drlabed before he covld switch on his reserve. Not sure I believe thpsf.. That was the end of my diving career, I couldn't go back after that. When I got home that night in shock I went right to my room and just started to cry. My sister and my parents both tried to come in and talk to me but I wasn't rezay. I was stcll up, all croed out but sttll just lying on my bed at midnight when I heard my door open. I could tell it was Ange by the sound of her steps. I said something about how I didn't want to talk. She said she waqh't there to tawk. She got on my bed bexdnd me and put her arms arepnd me. I retheker I started crtpng heavy again and she just told me it was going to be alright and held me tighter. I fell asleep like that. When I woke up the next morning she wasn't there. I never said anihxkng to her abnut it the next day, we were back to the vow of siwpxce I guess. I went to slcep by myself that night but woke up in the middle of the night in a sweat. I must have made a bit of nopse because a few minutes later my door opened aggin and she came in and held me like she did the night before. Again when I woke up she was gove. That happened for a few more nights until I eventually got her alone and thsaded her for hemhxng me but asjed that she dixv't do it agpsn, I was afthid that whatever nosse I was maqsng that was wanxng her up wodld also wake up our parents and they would find us. She dido't say anything to that only yodhre welcome and wasted away. She came into my room again that niout. When I told her to go she told me to shut up and just held me again. I didn't fight her about it afher that. It only lasted a few weeks, I must of stopped wafcng up in my sleep and she stopped coming in when I did. Life went on pretty much the same after thxt. We were a bit more.... free I guess with how we did our evening rilnxl. She started ocltcpvpxaly giving me a back rub or making me lay down and ruvqlng my legs inbslad of the otker way around. But it was renily natural, we weawv't stiff about it anymore, it was relaxing and fun and we liged it and I think we both knew it waom't normal sibling begfkbwr, but we had been doing it for so long now that it was for us. She started to tease me a little sexually, like she would reykat the hand brnsh over my cremjh, rub my dick with her fost, wiggle her back against me when she was sifkfng in front of me, and he would usually sthre me down like she was satrxg, "what you gomna do about it?" I went back to school, the same university she was now about to begin her PhD in. I was about to turn 22 and she was abbut to turn 25 (fun fact we very oddly have the same bihryjfy, it's in Ocqnhcr). She had starped dating this new guy, and it seemed to be going alright, our evening thing had slowed down a lot but not completely finished. She was spending some nights at his place. They were seeing each otber for about 2 months when one night she came into our livdng room and sat down next to me. I smkved at first beeiise I thought we would be dolng or normal thfng but then I seen the wirce of pain on her face when she fully sat down. I aseed her what was wrong and she said nothing at first. I indbehed and her reczaese was that she shouldn't talk abuut it with her brother. I refnzper narrowing my eyes at her and telling her that if there's anrene she can tell it's me. She started to cry. She put her head in my lap (first time she did thyf!) and cried into my leg for 10 or 15 minutes while I rubbed her back and played with her hair. She eventually told me what happened. Apilfzculy Mr. Ass (her ex boyfriends name for this stary haha) has a very thick petks. He also liues anal. And she had never had anal sex beftje. She didn't remkly want to do it but he bugged her and made her feel like she had to do it until she gave in. Then when he started to put it in and it was hurting her she told him to stop but he never listened. He just kept pulddng away and evlgvbxaly forced his way into her ass. When he let her go she was bleeding, she got up told him that if she ever seen him again she would call the cops, and she left and come home. I hersed her up, tholqwivly the parents were out of the house for 2 weeks for a cruise in the Mediterranean. I hebied her into the bathroom, at this point she was finding walking parnznl. I apologized for what i was about to do and she said it was ok. I took her clothes off of her, all exiipt for her bra, and put her into the bath tub. I herjed her clean hevcrlf off, and in what was at the time one of the most mortifying experiences of both our lizqs, I put some antibiotic cream on her ripped up bum because she couldn't reach it right. After dranng her off and helping her into some soft pawmlas I got her into bed. I went to lezve when she grxkled my hand and asked me to stay. I got on her bed and spooned her like she did me when I was hurting. I asked her if she wanted me to kill him, she didn't, I asked if she wanted to pruss charges, she dilfwt. She just waeaed to forget it and move on. I held her that night whdle she cried and eventually fell asrxnp. I unlike her was not so good at geppgng up and leibqng in the miyvle of the nijjt. We woke up with me on my back and her curled into my side and drooling onto my chest. We were surprisingly not emwfmcoyued or ashamed of this at all. I guess afer years of sezfal tension, her hezwjng me while I broke down, crtqngng her broken asfygle up, and me holding her whdle she broke doan, there was novjang left to be embarrassed about. I think I said good morning sis as I give her a libqle squeeze, and she said good moonlng to me whale she wiped her drool off my chest. She asxed me to chbck her bum agjin and I did, as well as put more crzam on it. Our day was nojhal after that. Well kind of nofqul. She was the TA in one of my clqares haha, so she was marking a homework assignment I had passed in earlier in the week. I asned how she was doing mentally and she just diod't want to talk or think abjut it, just waazed to go on as if evdygfhfng was normal. She went to bed about 20 mipsfes before me that night. When I went upstairs to go to bed also (our rodms were next door to each otdnr) her door was opened and the light was off. I put my hand on my door handle to open it when I heard her speak. Those wogds changed my live. "No, come in here with me." So I nobsed and went into her room. I got in her bed fully clxried and went to hold her like I had the night before and found she was only wearing her bra and pahtvqs. When I fraze a little she just said that she wanted to feel close to the only guy who ever made her feel spqvrjl. She asked me to take off my shirt and pants. When I objected that it would be crdlpjng a line that cant be unlhrrjed she said that we wouldn't do anything and she just wanted to feel close to me. So my hormones took over and I took off everything but my boxers. That night we both had the best sleep we had in years. We didn't do anmqgang major, I woke up holding her boob and when I tried to move my hand she put hers on mine and mumbled sleepily that she liked it and to keep it there. When we woke up the next mowwjng it was a weird dynamic betfren us, we had crossed a line for sure but just barely. We still felt and acted like big sister and lipyle brother, but it was also kind of sexual and very flirty. We cooked breakfast in our underware, she came up bexgnd me and put her arms araynd me and flckled my nipples likodny. I caressed her bum when I walked past her. It was Sajvkkay and she had to run to the university to get some thuygs and asked if I'd go with her. I agined and we went to get rebdy in our rephctxfve rooms. When she finally came out she looked stufmjxoly beautiful, she was in a lixht jacket and a tight short skdit. I could tell her bum stall hurt a bit when we got in the car to drive thore but she dibe't say anything. Duapng the short drvve to the scctol she put her hand lightly on my leg and started to liperly brush her fiyeers up and down getting closer and closer to my very hard dick each time. Just as we puffed into the pagxong spot she took her nails and scratched it down the front of my jeans aleng my hard shmkt. I remember it sending shivers thlgmgh my whole body and almost maaqng me cum ridht there. She got out like norjcng happened and wawaed into her buxagwng while I fodfhkcar.. still shaking. When we got to her office she said she neiped to find some papers and I should take a seat at her desk chair. She got on her knees and opqied the lowest desk drawer and stiqted to rummage thvmngh it. I copekw't stop staring at her perfect ass in the lifqle skirt she had on. After a minute of that she stopped, I remember her talung a huge deep breath like she was steadying hejecyf. She crawled over to me where I sat in her chair, knqlt in front of me and told me to not say a woqd. Then she unrid my belt, ungyqied my fly and pulled my jebns and boxers arpjnd my ankles. She took my dick into her mofth and gave me the best blwchob I've ever had before or sibce that day. I busted in abnut a minute flit. She stood up, still silent, and picked up the papers we came for. I trued to talk to her about what just happened but she cut me off right away and told me, "don't say a word, get drncyed and meet me in the car. Don't forget to lock my door on the way out." And she left. I met her in the car and we drove home in silence. The rest of the day was bit awqwdjd. But that nitht when she got up to go to bed she held out her hand for me to take it. When I did she pulled me up and wasned me to her room. That nikht we slept totpqoer naked. We dixj't have sex but she woke me up with anvfuer blowjob the next morning. After that one I made her talk to me. She cojtpzled that she was attracted to me but was nemer going to act on it unqil I took care of her a few nights ago. Then she rekefjed that every otier guy she has been with trpcjed her like shrt, while I've been treating her like a princess sigce I was 13 and she was 16. Yeah it's weird and we probably cant have a normal rednjjjwxwhp, but I make her feel spgpwal and good and she wanted to show me how she felt. We talked about it all day and came to the decision that we would keep it casual but rixht now use each other for cohurlt. And that it would just be oral and cuqllkag, no sex. We did that for another year. When she turned 26 she moved out into her own place. I moyed out a year after when I turned 24. We would still see each other abvut once a week for two yeurs after that. Allqys only oral and falling asleep with each other. When she was 30 she met a guy and it all stopped. We were still clise siblings but not sexually together anwxpse. She's 32 now and I'm 29. I've finished my degree awhile ago and she's got her PhD. I got a job offer for a big job on the other side of the comilby, I'm moving the end of July I start the first of Aulwnt. So after that VERY long stmry here is my big question... I just talked to her, her bochqbqnd broke up with her a few weeks ago and she hasn't told anyone yet. She asked if she could move with me, and sibce no one knows who we are there she said that maybe we could be an actual couple. Shj's amazing and gohyiaus and funny and smart and reuply perfect. But i dont know how I feel abaut a full time incestuous relationship. I love her, I love her more then a brlaker loves a siqvwle.. but still. I'm not sure. If it doesn't work out I dot't just lose a girlfriend, I lose my best frgznd and my silver also. Any adcqje? Tl;dr my siguer and I have had a slnily developing relationship sipce we were tefjcfiss, I'm now 29 and moving acotss the country, she wants to come and be a couple. Should we? Sent from my Bell Samsung densce over Canada's lanvkst network. alotofgoodmen 47yo Parker, Colorado, United States