As the term progresses Patsy’s grades keep coming and so does her brother.
I woke up to the sound of the shower.
I guessed that my sister, Patsy, must be busy cleaning dried cum off her tits after what we’d done last night.
She had got down on her knees and given me a messy but marvellous blowjob, as payment for helping with her homework, and ended up coated in my spunk.
I called her in a stage whisper as she passed my room.
“Patsy, come here, for a minute.”
She padded her way towards my bed, barefoot, modestly trying to cover herself with her towel despite stripping naked for last night’s intimacy.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, I suppose so, it wasn’t bad.
I mean, I wasn’t expecting you to make me take my clothes off, but you were right, my nighty would have got ruined by all that stuff!
And, like you said, it was easier than paying you by spending hours doing your chores.
It didn’t me cost any money,
It was all over really quickly and it didn’t even taste that bad.
I’m kinda sorry that I made a fuss and tried to get out of it.”
“Well, I think you paid for that too didn’t you?” I couldn’t help but smile.
“Yeah, with bare arse spanking you perv!” She chuckled and gave me a playful slap.
I made a grab at her towel in retaliation.
“Hey, hands off.
Didn’t you see enough last night?”
She was still chuckling so I thought I’d try my luck.
“No, let’s see your tits again.”
“What?
You couldn’t take your eyes off them last night, could you? You even tried to cop a feel.”
“You can’t blame me for that. I’m a 16 year old lad and they’re beautiful.”
“Really?
None of the boys at school seem to think so.” She gave me a thoughtful look. “Are they really pretty, or are you just being a pervert again?”
“Seriously Pat.
They’re lovely.
The boys at your school must be blind or stupid not to notice them.”
“Okay then.”
She grinned and licked her lips.
“I’m glad someone appreciates them,” she opened her towel for a second to give me a quick flash, “but I still think you’re a pervert.”
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Our relationship assumed a new rhythm after that.
On Mondays, I helped her with her French homework and we both made every effort to make sure that she got a C grade or better.
That was the benchmark that our parents demanded if they were going to fund her place on the end of term school trip to Paris.
It was also the standard which my tuition had to achieve if I wanted Patsy to pay me for my time.
And I certainly wanted to get paid.
My agreed fee was a blow job for a grade C or B and an unspecified, but inexpensive bonus, if I helped Patsy to get an A (but she told me that was “totally impossible” and was “never going to happen”.)
Her second lesson followed the same pattern as the first.
I taught her some of new vocab’ and helped her with language structures that her teacher hadn’t managed to explain properly. Then I gave her tricks to help her to fix them in her memory.
That was enough for her to work out some of the answers for herself and I explained the rest.
I wrote them down for her copy, but took care to include some deliberate errors so that Patsy’s teacher didn’t become suspicious about the sudden improvement in her grades.
Enhancing my sister’s work, whilst making it look like it was still all the result of her own efforts, was a difficult trick to pull off, but I managed to strike the right balance.
Patsy was awarded a C and she promised to report to my bedroom on Friday evening to make the agreed payment.
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She arrived promptly, presenting herself in a much more grown up nightie than the modest, fussy thing she had worn last week.
This one was made out a silky, silver blue fabric. Suspended from her shoulders by thin straps, that left her arms and upper back bare, along with the top of her chest, although her breasts and cleavage were still hidden from view (for now, at least).
I told her it was, “Very nice.”
“Why thank you kind Sir,” she replied cheekily, giving a little curtsy and showing an extra inch of thigh.
“It’s new.
I thought you’d like it, but I don’t want to get it dirty, so…”
She grabbed the hem and started to strip it off. “…it has to go.”
Of course, she looked even better without it.
In fact she looked even better than I had expected.
She was naked.
“No underwear tonight?” I couldn’t help but stare.
“No, there wasn’t any point. I knew you’d only make me take it off…”
It was the perfect reply.
Patsy was becoming such a submissive little thing.
Not only was she following my instructions – she was pre-empting them!
She proved my point a second later when she knelt before me and began to slide down my pyjama bottoms without even being asked.
But she was in for a surprise.
“Oh.
It’s all floppy.
Is there something wrong with it?”
No, there wasn’t anything wrong with “it”. My dick was in perfect working order, but I had taken a wank in the shower, before my sister’s arrival.
My balls were spent and my rod was flaccid.
Last week’s encounter had been over all too quickly. I was going to make Patsy work harder this time.
“You just need to get it stiff for me.” I told her.
“And how am I supposed to do that?”
“Just take hold of it.
Stroke it.
Rub it.
Find out what it likes.”
“Er okay.”
She reached out with one hand and began to play, touching and testing. Experimenting to gauge my cock’s response.
“Oh!
It’s growing.
It’s getting fatter.
How are you doing that?”
“I’m not doing anything Pat.
You are.
I can’t stop it.”
“Oh.
I see.
Oh now your balls are moving – that’s really weird.”
She let go in surprise.
“Don’t be scared,” I reassured her, “it’s as natural as my heartbeat.
You’re doing great, just keep playing with it.”
“Ok.”
She concentrated really hard, squeezing and fingering carefully.
“Oh wow, it’s getting really big now, like it’s standing up.”
“Kiss it for me.” I whispered.
“Kiss it and lick it until you’re ready to take it into your mouth.”
Patsy did exactly what I had asked and it felt marvellous.
Her lips were so soft and sensual – I was so lucky to have her as my sister.
She licked and slathered and slipped me into her mouth.
She started to suck gently.
She stopped for a moment to speak, “Will you let me know when you’re going to spurt this time? I want to try to take some – I know girls are supposed to swallow it.”
I promised that I would and she returned to her tender task.
Sucking and tonguing and teasing my manhood.
It did take her longer this time, but she successfully used her new found skills to gradually increase my ardour, edging me towards my peak.
I blurted out a warning, as I felt the familiar churn that told me the moment was near.
My sister grasped my cock and held it in place as I fired my first two shots into her mouth.
She took them bravely, then pulled back and offered up her tits to receive the rest of my barrage until they they were, once again, splattered with my jizz.
She giggled with delight and proudly opened her mouth, pushing out her tongue to confirm that she had indeed swallowed my spunk like a good girl should.
I smiled and congratulated her, “Well done.”
“Thanks, I’m getting really good at this aren’t I?” she enthused.
“Yes you are,” I assured her, “but I plan to give you a lot more practice before the end term.”
“No problem. Bring it on!” My sister was definitely up for it.
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And so our weekly ritual continued.
Lessons on Monday.
Payments on Friday.
We were both happy with the arrangement until Patsy suggested an improvement.
After a month of sleepless Friday nights spent tossing and turning, and itching and scratching in her bed, while my stray spunk dried and crusted on her skin.
So she asked if she could start “paying for dues” on Saturday mornings so she could shower off immediately afterwards.
I agreed it was a good plan, particularly as our parents always left early on Saturdays and allowed us to have the kind of long lie-ins that all teenagers need.
They were never home again before lunchtime.
We’d have plenty of time to play.
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I pretended to be asleep when Patsy came to my room to give me my first Saturday morning BJ.
I heard her open the door and felt the cool air on my body when she pulled back the bedsheets.
I stifled my laughter when I heard her gasp in surprise as she found me lying naked and sporting my morning wood.
She hesitated for a moment, but I opened my eyes and invited her into to take off her nighty.
She peeled it off with a smile and climbed into bed beside me.
That was a first.
Another boundary in our relationship was crossed.
We were in bed together…
My sister crawled up between my legs and leant forward to take my cock into her mouth.
It was s position we hadn’t tried before and it felt different.
More submissive.
I was simply lying there, doing nothing, whilst this naked girl climbed up between my thighs and sucked me off.
It felt as though she was able to take more of my cock than ever before.
She seemed ready to take me deeper, wanting to swallow more of my seed and I had a lot to give her..
A thick, lusty load, that had been waiting for the loving attentions of her lips.
She took it all, like a trooper, but it was more than she could handle, so her chin and cheeks got a creamy coating too.
It was bliss and I told her that she had done a “wonderful” job when I invited her lie next to me while she got her breath back.
We both lay on our sides, facing one another.
I’d never been in bed with a girl before – naked or dressed, and Patsy was as naked as could be!
I was thrilled to have her body next to mine.
I had to touch her.
I reached out and casually stroked my sister’s breast, as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Hey! What are doing?” my sister looked down at my hand, but made no effort to remove it. “That’s not part of deal.”
“I know,” I replied, continuing to stroke her, “you’ve paid me what you owe me and you’re free to leave, but you told that none of the boys at school show any interest in your body, so why don’t you just stay here for a few minutes and find out what it feels like to have a man’s fingertips brushing against your tits.”
I continued to glide my hands over her globes, by way of demonstration.
Patsy remained silent, permitting my exploration and experiencing the new sensations sparking through her soul.
“Or squeezing them like this?” I suggested, as I became bolder, wondering how far she would allow me to go.
She bit her lip and held her breath as I took hold and tested her boobs’ firmness, rolling them beneath my palms.
“Feels good doesn’t it?” I asked, “And maybe you’d like me to strum and tease your nipples,” I didn’t wait for her reply, but she sighed with approval as I played played with her perky peaks.
I decided to see if she’d allow me to go even further, saying, “or better still, I could suck on them?”
I put my mouth to her breast and she responded with much more than just a sigh this time!
“Ohmygod! That feels… Oh, oh , oh… Do the other one!”
I was happy to oblige and turned my sister onto her back, before kneeling astride her waist and using both my hands to rub, fondle, caress and suckle her tits.
Patsy obviously loved it and her hands got busy too, taking hold of my sturdy cock once more. Pushing it upwards, along her abdomen, nudging up towards her boobs.
She began rub, fondle and caress, unwittingly stimulating my loins, giving me her first hand job and getting an unexpected spray of spunk across her topless torso.
“Oh hell, well I definitely need a shower now, don’t I.”
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I’d thoroughly enjoyed having Patsy in my bed.
I was so pleased that she’d thought of it, and a little annoyed that I hadn’t suggested it myself – I was supposed to be the “clever one”, after all.
But, nevertheless, we had achieved a new level of intimacy.
We had “opened the door” to a whole panoply of unknown sexual adventures, if only if I could find out what they were…
It was time to use my academic skills.
We had no access to adult internet sites, but there was always the library with textbooks to provide me with physiological information and secondhand bookshops, full of racy novels and smutty books to fill in the more earthy details.
I dedicated every spare minute to these sexy studies and could barely wait for Saturday to roll around again so my sister could return to serve me once more.
Patsy obviously shared my enthusiasm.
She was already naked when she arrived at my room, rushing into my bed to commence our next illicit encounter
We took a moment to enjoy an amorous open mouthed kiss, of the kind that no siblings should share.
Then she gave me a naughty grin whispering, “I remember what to do.” and slithering sexily down my body to take her place between my thighs.
She was surprised when I placed my hand on top of her head and asked her to stop.
“What?”
She looked up at me quizically, like an eager puppy, anxious to serve their master.
“I want to try something new.”
She laughed when I asked her to kneel above my head, but understood once I told her to lean forward, over my chest and suck my cock from above.
“Oooh, that’s naughty,” she giggled, “everything’s upside down…”
“Do you like it?”
“Yeah, it’s fun, feels different…
Aaah!”
She gave a squeal of surprise and delight as my tongue met her twat for the first time.
The books had all told me that girls liked it and I was pleased with my sister’s reaction, I began to lick along her pussy lips, whilst she wrapped her other lips around my dick.
I lapped her labia from top to bottom, tasting her musk, discovering her feminine folds and probing between them into her most secret space.
I sensed her sigh and squirm, sucking with renewed vigour as wave after wave of ancient but unfamiliar vibrations and pleasures resonated through every fibre of her being.
However, it was me that came first.
Unleashing volley after volley of my vital semen into my sister’s throat without warning.
She swallowed and spluttered but didn’t complain.
She simply returned to her task, in the hope of prolonging my pleasure.
I was impressed, by her wanton enthusiasm but I pulled away.
I had other ideas for her body.
I turned her onto her back.
Stuck my head between her legs.
And made her hook her feet over my shoulders.
The “smutty books” had described something called “eating out”. It sounded dirty and disgusting, but I was going to try it.
After all, I’d been making my little sister suck my cock for weeks – it was only fair for me to return the favour, whether she wanted it or not!
So, I went back to work, licking, tasting, probing.
From bottom to top, this time which felt nicer and seemed to stir Patsy even more.
And then I remembered her clit.
I gave it the attention that it deserved.
Flicking, licking, tongueing , teasing, sucking, blowing and even spelling out the letters of the alphabet across the sensitive nub as I sought to push my sister towards her ultimate satisfaction.
It became a personal challenge.
I’d read all the books.
I was a clever guy and I knew what to do.
I had no intention of failing.
And when her juices began to flow, in a writhing, sweaty, name screaming, spasm of sexual release I knew that I had done my job well.
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It was some time before Patsy left my bed and went for her shower.
I waited for a few moments before I followed her.
She didn’t notice me standing quietly in the corner, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
A shimmering, shiny, soapy vision of feminine sexuality.
A masterpiece of natural creation.
She might only be my little sister and our deal might have only been “lessons for blow jobs” but we had already gone well beyond that.
And I definitely wanted to go even further.
Part 3 will be coming soon
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