[First Time] Innocent or not?

[fiery]

Red had made his way from his meager little home up the hill to his sister's place. Jan had only been
married for a few years but already was the proud owner of a spacious new home with all the modern
conveniences as well as a baby son.

There was a fair age difference between Jan and her little brother Red. Time was when she had pushed
him around the village in his pram and people had given her the scornful raised eyebrow, inwardly
wondering if the baby Red was hers and not her 42 year old mother's.

Red loved Jan. As a small boy he would run errands for her, choose clothes from her closet she might
like to wear, watch her as she got ready to go to work or out on a date or brush her hair when she was
ready for bed if he was still awake.
Red was a part of her life and Jan was a big part of his. She would bring him home little surprises in the
form of sweets or toys and he was always a good boy for his big, beautiful sister.

This day, now almost a teenager Red was glad to be visiting her. Jan's place was nicer than his own and
there was the new baby to play with.
He walked into the kitchen following the delicious aroma of freshly baked cake to find Jan wrestling
with a tray of muffins that did not want to separate from the tin.
Her long blonde hair was tied back and the slightly too-small pinafore dress clung to her delightful
curves. She had probably gained a few pounds that had not been lost after the pregnancy and her milk-
engorged breasts were presented nicely as she stood over the table arranging the hot muffins on a
cooling tray.

Red could not believe his eyes and made sure he did not miss an instant of the spectacle of soft mounds
of pale flesh thrust in his direction -even if it was only the tops.

Jan knew he was watching her but was reluctant to say anything because of her own embarrassment
and for not realising that her little Red was growing up.

After all the work over the table had been completed and Red had had more than his share of the eye
candy, Jan went out of the room returning a little later looking more relaxed and wearing a summer
dress with a full skirt and buttons up the front.
Baby was awake and it was time to feed her.
She settled into an easy chair in the lounge room, the late morning sunlight streaming in to the room
from the large picture windows.
Red obliged by partially closing the curtains to make it darker and cooler for mother and baby to enjoy
the feeding time.
Unbuttoning her top, Jan played with her nursing bra to let the baby suckle on the full nipple she
presented at the same time trying to remain covered and out of view.
Red was happy to quietly observe from the other side of the room, pretending to read a magazine as the
hungry baby slurped its milk down.
When it was time to change sides, Jan removed a large swollen breast from her bra, milk oozing from
the nipple and was Red was transfixed.
Jan casually said to him that he should come and watch the baby feed.
Oh joy! He felt a pleasant tingling in his groin he had not associated with his sister before.
She carefully positioned her breast to present the inch long nipple to the child and Red watched as the
little mouth sucked and pulled on it. Oh how he wanted to suck it too!

After a little while the baby became satisfied and slowed its feeding and would stop sucking for a few
seconds at a time. Jan pulled her bra up and gently placed the infant back into her cot and sat down
again.


Without speaking Red was kneeling in front of her opening the front of her dress. She did not speak but helped him by removing her bra letting him wonder at the thrilling soft fullness of her motherhood.

Red gently held a breast in his hands feeling its weight, its warmth, its maternal goodness.
He smelled the fresh milk, the red nipple still wet and closed his mouth over her sucking and
swallowing the milk now squirting again from that reservoir that she wanted to drain.

As he drank he massaged and fondled her and she felt more response deep in her womb , more than
she usually felt when feeding her child.
Mixed feelings -here was a young boy almost a man sucking on her teat. She was feeding him like her
own yet it was erotic and sexy and wrong, but she could not stop it from happening. The love they felt
for each other went beyond sibling love. It was full and sexually charged and consummated deep
feelings they had felt for each other for a long time, yet never allowed to surface.

She moaned softly as he pulled the milk from her. When he was done she told him he was welcome to
suckle her again if there were leftovers, but he must swear it would remain their secret and never speak of this to a living soul.

Suddenly emboldened by his first experience with a woman, he agreed only if she would grant him one more favour. Without waiting for an answer he told her to undress him, remembering that she would
have done so when he was a small boy and she was putting him in the bath. She removed his cotton
shirt and plain grey shorts and standing there in his jockettes, he told her to remove her clothes too.

She stepped out of the dress and was wearing only cotton panties. They stood facing each other in
bare feet about the same height, his small cock aching and swollen with anticipation.

His fingers trembled as he gently touched the waistband of her panties so she helped him remove them.
He was overcome with wonder as he revealed her challenging nakedness. His first naked woman, his
first lover , his beloved sister. She removed his pants and kneeling before him quietly told him not to
be afraid that she was going to make him feel very special and that he should just relax and do whatever
he wanted.
Her lips brushed over his erection and the sensation of her soft skin on his cock made it weep. He
touched her hair as she wrapped her lips around him and sucked him deeply into her mouth. He thought he was going to explode. He made a noise. She stopped popped him out of her mouth and said
"Red it's fine. Let it come" She licked and sucked on him for a little longer and his balls tightened and a
shot of hot semen spurted from him into her throat. It was the greatest feeling he had known, better
than when he masturbated, much, much fuller.

When she had licked him dry of his cum she told him he tasted salty, so fine, like a perfect man.
Now she guided him first lying on the soft hearth rug she told him to caress her breasts once more to
sometimes pinch the nipple between his fingers and then massage the bulk of her breast. He liked
seeing how they changed shape when she lay down and how they seemed to fill and flop when she
raised her self up on one elbow.
He enjoyed playing with her breasts but she guided his hand down below her mound of soft light hair.
She explained something of the female anatomy to him and that he was to finger her along her slit
starting low down and moving up to find what was under the hood at the top of her crease.
When he had located her clitoris she explained its function and how he was to rub it following her
example.
She asked him how he felt. Red was fine , delirious with love, but she wasn't . She ached to have him
inside her. Her husband had not touched her since the birth. Why she did not know. If only she could
be as comfortable and in control with him, the way she was with her young brother. But he was a hard
man. Not interested in her feelings. Red was different, Red was easy , she could do things the way she
wanted.

Using her fingers to feel his growing hardness she declared him ready.
She guided him on top of her and helping him she placed his cock into her wet cavern and he rode her
like a man beyond his years. With each thrust the tension built inside both of them until they were both
like a man beyond his years. With each thrust the tension built inside both of them until they were both sweaty and as she groaned and released in an orgasmic rush, he ejaculated more semen into her
throbbing pussy and satisfied both of them.

She told him to quickly take a shower, dress and go home and not to call until next week when she
would try and have a friend his own age there for him to teach them more about sex.

His youthful heart singing, he couldn't wait to see what big sister had in store for next time.




About a week later on a Saturday afternoon the husband had taken himself off to tennis to get away
from baby and full-time mother.
Red dropped in to see his sister hoping against hope that they might be able to again make love.
Jan opened the door almost too eagerly. She advised him there was not much time for her to instruct
him in love making as the baby could wake soon and need feeding.

She pulled him into her room and told him to undress while she stripped down to her bra, panties and
suspender belt.
He had not seen a belt like this before but was fascinated to see her remove her stockings revealing long
smooth legs with shapely calves.

Inviting him over to the bed where she sat, she told him to remove her bra. He found this difficult until
she showed the trick of pulling it tighter to remove the tension in the hooks before releasing them.
He was much calmer in front of her today than on their last liaison. He liked being near to her so he
could sense her breathing, the fragrance of her perfume and sense the nervous anticipation in her.

She let him take of her suspender belt and then her panties. His gaze lingered over the light growth of
hair that was no more than a basic triangle just above her mons.
He touched this hair and it was softer than he thought it would be, and short. Maybe it had been
trimmed. She told him they had shaved her before the birth.
She took a hand mirror and placed it between her legs so she could see her vulva as she gave him a
lesson in anatomy.
Her outer labia were fully formed and obvious to him, but he could not identify the other parts
although she had him learn the names of the parts of the vulva. It was erotic to have her pull the lips
apart and touch the structures he would identify.
She explained about the role of the clitoris and the inner lips.
He knew what the vagina was for but he couldn't find the urethra. She led him to the shower and
kneeling before her he watched as she held her labia apart and peed . This too was strangely
stimulating when he had expected it to feel dirty. While the tap was running flushing the shower,
she explained about golden showers that some couples enjoyed together. He was not too sure about
this, but he would keep this knowledge in the back of his mind for some later time.

She explained about the region between anus and the vagina and the sensitive area around her anus
that some people like to have stimulated including entering the muscular ring of the anus itself. Again
while he thought this 'dirty' he filed it as useful information.

AS they were still in her bathroom she suggested she take a shower while he watched.
A the water cascaded over her curves he watched as glistening drops clung to her skin and he loved the
erotic charge it gave him.
She directed a jet of water from the hand flexible nozzle onto her nipples and excited them before his
eyes. She got him to hold the hose and play it on her vulva jetting the labia and clitoris with needle
points of warmth that excited her beautifully.

She dragged him under the main shower and washed his back, then his front paying particular care to
his full extended erection and scrotum.

Then stepping out she wrapped him in a bath blanket patting herself dry as well and they returned to
her bed cool and smelling fresh.

She told him to lie on top of her so his knees were either side of her stomach . She drew his mouth to
hers and kissed him tenderly waiting for a response. Then placing his cock between the breasts
surrounding him completely with her softness he felt so big. He started to fuck her breasts slowly
enjoying the motion and she encouragingly told him how wonderful it made her feel.

The tip of his cock banged her chin but she clamped her hands at the sides of those big tits and worked
with him squeezing on the up strokes inviting him to cum on her.
He exploded a string of semen over her neck and chin. She let it run over her already wet breasts having
leaked milk during this exertion.
His seed , his love all for her. She invited him to taste his spillage. This was new for him.
She said the taste varied with what you ate as did the flavour of a woman's pussy juice.
He decided it was pretty bland and would not consider his semen part of his diet anytime soon.

She said he could have a quick suck of her breast milk but he had to consider junior and not drink her
dry.
He loved the warm taste of her milk and sucked gently on those engorged nipples.
She asked him to stop and suckle her clitoris instead. And just as she had sucked and tongue-teased his
cock on their first encounter he went down on her following her encouragement and advice to tongue
and tweak her bud and the inner labia. She let him suck and smother her with his saliva. It felt so good
to have this young man treat her so. It took no time for her to cum in spasms of orgasmic release. She
cuddled him close to her as her body rocked, enjoying the fleeting moment that for her was richer and
more poignant than any time she he had spent with her husband or any man.

She got him to dry his face and she headed back to the bathroom to dress, tears welling in her soft grey
eyes.
As he turned to go he somehow felt sad for his lovely sister, his first lover. Would this be the last time
they would be together like this? Why was she crying?