One Off

by amy xxxxx

Hazel.
17 y/o.
Brown hair.
Hazel eyes, (oddly enough.)
Gorgeous, (at least I think so.)
Slim.
32B.
Bi.
Sexy as hell.
Fuck who I like and when I like.
Some say slut, I say so what...

I stumbled through the front door, 'hey Vicky,' I called out, looking for my little ten year old brat of a sister.

'Ssh! Will ya,' she replies, 'you'll wake Mum and Dad.'

'So what,' I laugh, the drink making me even more giddy.

I'd been out, (obviously,) and let this fella buy me beers and vodka's until 11pm. Then he was skint and sulked, so when I said I wasn't going to let him shag me he got the hump. Poor sod went home alone. I then did the same in Torizo's night club to a large buxom dyke. I was quite pissed by now and let her snog me and fondle my tit. I'll regret that tomorrow when I remember the ugly trog. Still I got free drinks out of her and pretended I was gonna be sick to get out of there. She followed me outside but I legged it. Poor cow would never have caught up if I had a wooden leg.

So now I'm home and entered the living room where Vicky was sat alone. I hushed my voice and we spoke in whispers.

'How comes you're still up? I asked, 'it's half one. You been at my porn stash again?' She went bright red and I laughed, 'thought so.'

'No I aint,' she sneered but the evidence was there poking out from under the couch.

I laughed again and plonked myself down in the arm chair opposite her. I looked my little sister up and down, 'are you strumming a tune yet?'

'What?'

She looked bemused, 'you know?' I said, 'playing with the cats nose.'

Again she looked confused and frowned.

'Are you fingering yourself yet?'

She blushed big time and I laughed.

'Noooo.'

'What? Don't you know how? I said sarcastically.

'Of couse I do,' she replied looking at her hands in her lap.

Poor girl us only ten and I bet she has tried without much success. Her straight, shoulder length hair hung over her eyes and hid much of her face. Her hazel eyes, like mine, whinced and I took in her beauty. She has pale skin and rosy cheeks, with pencil thin lips hiding her perfect teeth. I wondered how come she would want to veiw my movies? After all her body showed no sign of puberty. Her chest as flat as a board, her legs skinny with a tiny behind.

'You're cute,' I said admiring her flickering eyes.

'Shut up...'

I stood up, fell back and stood up again. I walked over and took her hand, 'come on,' I said, 'Mum and Dad will do there nut if they know your still up.' I reached down and picked up the dvd, 'better not leave this down here either eh?'

She went deafly quiet so I tucked it under my arm like it was nothing. I switched off down stairs and pushed Vicky ahead of myself and followed behind as she led the way. I glanced up her baby doll nighty and lightly smacked her bum.

'Piss off, will ya?' She repremanded me.

'Nice knickers,' I slurred, 'are they wet?'

'Go fuck yourself,' she hissed and kicked out a foot in my direction, which I was lucky to avoid.

'Only if I can borrow yer undies.'

She gave me an evil look, which made me almost snort Vodka. I followed her into our shared bedroom and dropped the dvd onto my bed.

'fucking council houses ain't big enough to swing a cat in,' I said stubbing my toe on the bed post.

'Shhhh!'

I slumped down on my back and switched on the reading light. finding the dvd, I picked it up and my jaw dropped open, 'Blimee sis,' I said shocked, 'this is a lesbian movie?'

She did not reply as she snaked her way into her bed with a Hello Kitty duvet. I heard her mumble something like, 'get stuffed.'

'You can't have taken this by accident?' I said, 'I hide it behind the others.'

She stayed silent.

'So basically you like the idea of licking a girls pussy do you?' I said trying not to giggle at the thought of my little ten year old sister with her head buried between that big butch woman's thigh's that I let grope me. Did she stick her hand up my??? Surely I wasn't that drunk. I cringed when the reality of what I let her do dawned on me. 'God Hazel,' I cursed myself.

'It's your dvd,' Vicky finally replied, 'not mine. So you obviously like the idea?'

'Maybe?' I yawned, struggling out of my black dress and lying in only my black thong and bra. 'Maybe I've done more than just wonder?'

I saw Vicky suddenly sit up straight. Her eyes wide as if in shock and I watched her struggle to speak, ' you mean... You mean like?'

'Yeah!' I helped her, 'I've had my tongue hoovering the carpet.'

'What? Hoovering...'

'Yeah,' I assured her and helped with the slang, 'you know what I mean, kissed a beaver, licked a jelly bean, eaten at the y...'

'Woh!' She said, 'do you mean you've actually licked a girls pussy?'

I looked down at the words on her duvet, 'Hello Kitty' and giggled, if only she knew?

'Yeah,' I replied with an air of confidence, 'no big deal, really.'

'Wow!' She said, bewildered by my confession, 'but I thought you liked boys?'

'I do,' I yawned again, 'but you can't beat a nice fresh dollop of pussy cum in yer mouth!'

Instead of the expected 'urgh!' I was waiting for, she slid down onto her back again. I felt myself getting aroused by my conversation with my ten year old sister.

'When you get tits and a bush,' I said, 'you might find that girls as well as guys fancy you. Then you can have lunch at the hedge hog doing the splits too.'

'You're just so crude Hazel,' she huffed, 'no wonder you gotta reputation?'

'Reputation,' I laughed, 'even jazz singers have a reputation to uphold.'

'You know what I mean?'

'Yeah, well never mind,' I said standing up, 'I need a wee.'

I did my business and washed my face before cleaning my teeth. I felt horny but couldn't be bothered to sit on the cold loo seat and bring myself off. I thought about Vicky and wondered if she was lying on the couch with her hand inside her knickers before I walked in? For some odd reason the picture I had in my head of her masturbating brought on a renewed, regenerated pang of arousal. I sniggered to myself and imagined brekfeast the next morning. 'Hey Mum, Dad, guess what? I got the hots for Vicky last night when I was pissed.' There faces would be a picture. 'Yeah, I caught her watching my lezbo movie.' What would they say? 'Got my knickers all wet talking to her about it.'

I crept back into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed. Vicky looked fast asleep. I took my underwear off and threw my nighty over my head and switched off the light. It was warm and comforting in bed, though the ceiling seemed to be moving in little circles above my head. I closed my eyes and began to drift quicky towards sleep.

I don't know if I'd fallen asleep or not, it may of been only a few minutes or a couple of hours, when I felt the duvet being lifted and Vicky climbing in. This was nothing new as she often did this after a bad dream or if she was cold, for a warm up cuddle. I was facing the wall and felt her snuggle in behind me.

'You OK? Hun,' I asked concerned and in my best big sisters loving voice.

'Yeah,' she replied, 'just need a hug.'

I turned over and took her in my arms and held her like a mother would, enveloping her to my breast. I could tell that it had been a while, possibly an hour, as it felt like the room had quit spinning, though, in it's place, now sat a headache.

'Hazel?' She whispered softly.

'Yes baby?' I replied just as softly.

'You know you said you'd... You know? With another girl.'

'Yeees!' I said through gritted teeth.

'What was it like? You know? Putting your...'

'Putting my tongue in a woman's snatch?'

I felt her stiffen then relax. It took a few moments for her, then she answered, 'yeah?'

It was my turn to feel awkward. I gulped and cleared my throat, 'well,' I said, trying to think how I explain it to a ten year old? 'First time it's kindda embarrassing but once you realise how nice it is, it becomes easier.'

'What made you want to do it?'

God, only a child could ask such questions. 'You know?' I replied, 'I found women turned me on as well as men.'

'oh!'

She went quiet.

'Can I ask you something Vicky?' I said nearly choking on the thought of the question I had in mind.

'Yes.'

'Did you get turned on by the movie?'

She hesitated, 'I'm not sure? I think so.'

I reprimanded myself, of course she wouldn't be sure at her age. I wouldn't be surprised if it did nothing for her except open a can of worms.

She hugged me tightly, 'I love you,' she said.'

'I love you too babe.'

I could feel her warm breath on my breast and with the cool air my nipples became erect. We stayed silent and I started to drift off into dream land. Some where in the back of my mind, as sleep engulfed me, I thought I heard Vicky asking if I was awake? I couldn't answer, though, as the mixture of drink and tiredness had gotten the better of me.

I was drifting in and out of slumber. I knew something was going on but what it was, I did not know? I started to dream, a girl who's face I could not see was maklng love to me. I tried to look at her but every time I did she would look away.

'Vicky, baby, is that you?' I called to her but she would not answer and I felt hopeless and lost in my weird dreamy state.

Then my eyes opened and I was back in reality with my lovely ten year old sister hugging me closely, lovingly and... And, oh my God was she? Is she? I looked down and caught my breath. She was, as I thought... My nighty was unbuttoned and she was on my breast suckling like a baby. She had one hand holding the breast she was sucking on and her other was squeezing the other. I struggled not to jump in alarm or to not scream at her. I felt trapped and glued to the spot. What should I do? Should I stop her? Tell her off? Send her back to her own bed? I was frozen in a kind of zombie state and it wasn't the drink now, oh no, I was stone cold sober.

I lay there grappling with my inner self. Had I turned her into a preteen lesbian? Guilt ran through me like a steam train. 'I'm so sorry, Vicky,' I kept saying over and over in my head.

But, oh no, even worse, was I..? Yes I was, I was... I was turned on? Oh my goodness how could it be? It couldn't be, surely not? But I was, my crotch felt like it was on fire, a burning furnace full of lava that throbbed and leaked like a tap and Vicky, my sweet baby sister Vicky was the cause of it. And... And... Oh no I was losing any control I had and cradled her head to my breast as I suddenly and without any aid on or in my vagina... Climaxed.

I groaned and my knees shook as my girl juices spat out to soak into the sheet below. Vicky had stopped suckling on my breast and lay there motionless.

'I'm sorry,' she suddenly said through the dark.

'It's OK baby,' I assured her, 'I shouldn't have let that happen?'

'Did you have a fit? Or something?'

'No. I... Er, I had an orgasm baby, you, you made me orgasm.'

I felt terribly awkward and Vicky scensed it, 'I should go back to bed,' she said.

She was right, she should, but in my guilty state I wanted to reassure her so I took her and cuddled her, cheek to cheek. 'I'm sorry sweety,' I said.

'I'm sorry too,' she replied, 'I didn't mean to upset you or to make you... Er orgasm.'

'No, that's fine honey, I, er I enjoyed it. It was lovely.'

I could tell she was confused and didn't understand what had happened. 'What exactly is an orgasm?' She asked.

I should have seen that one coming. 'Oh baby Vicky,' I replied, 'it's when a woman is sexually aroused and the excitement becomes too much. She... I... My vagina suddenly decides... Oh I don't know, it tingles wonderfully untill it erupts. It's called a cum and you made me cum. When it happens you get really wet, or if you're like me a liquid gushes out, like? Well it's called cum and that's what happened. I came.. It's really intense and an amazing thing when it happens.'

'Oh?' She whispered.

Silence engulfed us once again and moments passed.

She was obviously thinking during this time and needed to get the courage to ask me the next question, then she did, 'could you show me how to have an orgasm Hazel?'

I nearly swallowed my tongue, 'oh... Erm... Honestly Vicky, you're really a bit young for that sort of thing.'

'How old must I be to have one then?'

'No, you miss understand baby. It comes with age.' I was struggling. 'You see,' I said in a head scratchinng kind of way, when you reach puberty it will happen naturally.'

'How?'

'Well, when you mature you'll find you'll want to touch yourself and sooner or later you'll find a technique that will give you an orgasm.'

'So until I mature it won't happen?'

I thought back to when I first masturbated and had an orgasm. I must have been eleven, at least, but I was hardly into puberty. Well I remembered not having hair down below when it happened.

'You don't neccessarily need to have matured to have an orgasm,' I tried to explain, 'but...'

'So why can't you show me then?'

I was losing the fight here, 'well for one thing if I helped you to have an orgasm I'd need to touch you sexually,' I said, 'and they'd chuck me in jail and throw away the key for that.'

'But your my sister?' She huffed, 'I wouldn't tell anyone.'

'You're such a cutey Vicky,' I sighed, 'but I can't take a chance on it. I mean, what we've already done is enough to get me ten years.'

She got up on one elbow, 'pleeeeeease,' she said stroking my face, 'I swear I won't say nothing if you don't?'

I thought for a few seconds.

'Pleeeeeeeze!'

'OK, OK,' I said, 'but I can't promise anything will happen.'

'Oh goody, goody,' she grinned.

'And if for any reason you don't like it, or it gets sore or it hurts, you tell me straight away and I'll stop. Do you understand?'

'Yes.'

'And it can only be a one off, after it's down to you to learn by yourself.'

'Yes, yes, yes,' she said, 'anything you say. Now what do you want me to do?'

'Lay on your back,' I said regretting having agreed to do this.

My God, what was I thinking? Here I am in bed with my ten year old sister and about to try and make her cum. And if that isn't bad enough, the idea has got me aroused again. She did as I asked and I switched the over head reading light back on.

'You need to think of something sexy,' I said.

'You mean like the movie?'

'Er! Yeah, I guess so,' I said through gritted teeth. 'Now I need to touch you down there, you know on your vagina?'

'OK,' she replied giggling, 'your my sister so I don't mind.'

'Open your legs,' I whispered as I leant on one elbow and stroked her tummy.

'Will you lick me like the girls in the film?'

I blushed, 'Vicky,' I said, 'do you mind? I mean don't be so crude and no I won't.'

'Sorry,' she said, 'but I won't mind if you want to.'

I shook my head but said nothing. My hand traced a path down past her belly button and slid inside her panties. I felt for her slit and found it easily.

'You OK?' I asked.

'Yeah,' she replied.

I found her tiny pussy bare of hair, which for some odd reason shocked me. I forgot how immature a ten year old was but could feel my own pussy beginning to swell and tingle in anticipation. I reached for the top of her pussy, searching for her clit hood. There wasn't much of anything there really but I found a tiny hard nub that I presumed was her clit and I began to gently rub it.

'How does that feel?' I asked.

'Mmmh!' She replied, 'nice.'

I massaged it some more and picked up the pace. Her breathing started to get ragged and heavier. I could hear her wetness down there as I rubbed faster and harder.

'Yes Hazel,' she sqealed as quietly as she could, please don't stop now.'

I had no intensions of stopping now, I was rubbing my own pussy against her thigh, intent on having an orgasm with her.

'I need to kiss you,' I said, it'll help.'

She nodded so I leant down and pressed my lips to hers. I pushed my tongue between her teeth and she took to French kissing like a duck to water.

I ground my pussy as hard and as fast as I rubbed her immature clit. I recalled her words, 'will you lick me' and was suddenly over come with the urge to do so. I kissed her neck and slid down under the duvet. I'd stopped masturbating her whilst I made my way to her crotch and Vicky was shaking in anticipation. She knew what I was going to do and her hand that pressed lightly on the top of my head was all the inspiration and encouragement I needed.

I was between her legs, lying there breathing in her little girl essence. My pussy twitched with excitement and I had a mini cum with the thought of what lay ahead. I nuzzled the damp cotton between her lovely thigh's and groaned as I tasted a mixture of pee stain and preteen girly juice. It was like an electrode had been placed on my clit. I rubbed my thigh's together furuously and pumped my hips up and down against the matress. The heady cocktail I was breathing and tasting would have been too much for anyone and it certainly was for me. I came hard. My pussy pulsed uncontrollably and squirted a lake over the sheet and my nighty but I wasn't finished yet.

Vicky was mumbling as I pulled her Teddy bear panties off. We made eye contact and I saw nothing but lust starring back at me.

'I love you,' I said with a smile and as she reciprocated my words I licked her baby slit.

'Fuck,' she said with my tongue as deep inside her young snatch as it would go.

I was still in disbelief that I was doing this, burying my face into a ten year old girls immature pussy. Yet the taste of her and the feel of her perfectly soft skin, in and around her vagina. No hair, no stubble, as addictive as a drug and a strong, powerful one at that.

I, again, was humping the bed and Vicky's young thigh's spread as far as they would go. She began moving her thigh's, pushing out more and more to meet my invading tongue. Her hands gripped the back of my head and she rode my face.

Then it happpened. In unison we erupted. I felt her legs clamp my head as a gush of cum suddenly filled my mouth. My own body took over and again I was squirting. Another gush from Vicky caused another squirt from me.

Gush, squirt, gush, squirt.

It was devine, heavenly and delicious all at the same time. The best sex I'd ever had and with the best little sister in the world.

I was spent and looked up to check on Vicky as I continuously kissed her pussy mound. Her thigh's had sagged back open. She was lying with her eyes closed and breathing really heavily. I crawled up to her and took her in my arms and kissed her pencil thin lips. She kissed back in the child like manner you would expect and a pang of guilt over whelmed me.

How our parents never heard the panting and creaking of the bed I'll never know? Thank goodness for little blessings.

I took her in my arms, 'oh baby,' I said, I'm so sorry, I should never have allowed myself to get carried away like that.'

'No,' she replied, 'it was wonderfull, amazing and I loved it. I came Hazel... I came.'

'I know Honey,' I said, 'I drank it.'

She giggled.

'Listen,' I continued, 'we must never utter a word about what happened tonight, do you hear? Not to a single sole, ever.'

'Never, ever,' she replied with another little girl kiss.

'And it was a one off, do you hear Vicky? A one off.'

She nodded her head.

'I think we'd best change nighties and sleep in your bed tonight,' I said, 'it feels like we've wet the bed. I'll sort it out in the morning.'

We snuggled beneath her quilt until sleep crept up on us. As I dozed I swore to myself I would never let it happen again and I was adament that, that would be the case.

The following night Vicky climbed into my bed, 'remember,' I said, last night was a one off.'

'I know,' she replied, then I went down on her...

THE END.