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Her absence gave me a few moments to reflect how we had got ourselves into this. Sarah was the older of the two us, at 21 compared to my 19. Many moons ago, I had a date. I had never been on a date before, and I was nervous as hell. What would I say? What would I do? What if she wanted to kiss me? So, I turned to the most sexually experienced person I knew: Sarah. She had a reputation at school for being, well, promiscuous shall we say; in actual fact, it meant she had fucked half of her grade and half of the grade above. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but her number was high. No wonder, looking at her; every guy would have given their right arm to even speak to her, never mind fuck her. My friends used to tease me about jerking off to her Instagram page. Even I thought she was hot, as weird as that was. She was the queen bee, the head cheerleader, the whole shebang.
Meanwhile, little, old, sickly me was stuck at home half the time. I had Crohn's disease (google it), which meant my attendance record was below 50%. Luckily, I was a bright kid and still managed to maintain my position at the top of the class. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for my dating life. Socially I was fine, loads of friends, hung out with them a lot, but girls were a different ball game. I mean, I didn't struggle when talking to them, it was more getting the chance to when I was hardly at school. Equally, shitting yourself (thanks, Crohn's) was not all that sexy.
So, when I started speaking to this girl called Emily, who was of Chinese heritage and was simply stunning, I wasn't going to mess it up and asked Sarah for advice. She coached me, on what to say, what to wear, how to act. Then I asked her how to kiss; I thought she was going to explain. However, it turns out my sister was a more 'lips on' kind of teacher. She planted them on me, and told me to kiss back. Surprised, I did and she had me make little adjustments as we went. By the end of it, I was hard which made me blush and feel sick at the same time. I admonished her, saying she's my sister. Sarah told me to loosen up, no one would know and it was none of their damn business (which happened to be our motto since.
That was just the start, though. I went on the date, got the kiss (which Emily said was the best first kiss she had ever had, thanks sis) and secured a second date. On said date, I reached a new milestone: cumming without having anything to do it myself. We were making out, I naturally got hard, Emily noticed and jerked me off in the parking lot of a Taco Bell. After we had cleaned up, she said she had to get back not to break her curfew but that I could return the favour next time. This made me ice run cold, I had no idea what she meant, never mind what to do. Once again, I turned to my relationship-cum-sex coach (pun intended) and asked her. She informed me Emily wanted me to finger her, preferably to orgasm. Naively, I expected an explanation or a diagram, instead I found my fingers three inches deep in my sister's pussy.
And so, it went on.