It started out innocently enough. My sister and I were wrestling over a board game prize and she was winning. By the time I got it back, the game had changed.
Before I go on, I should give you some background on the two of us. It was thirty years ago and I was in my senior year of High School. I was tall and thin. I was extremely shy and quite naïve about the female body. While all the other boys in my class had at least felt up a girl, I never even held a girls hand.
I was quite fond about my penis. Although I got extremely good at finding new ways to get myself off, I knew nothing about how to please a girl. It’s not like I tried to learn about girls. While the other kids in my class hung out after the final bell rang, I would rush home after school and wait for my younger sister to come home and hang out.
Karen was one year younger than me and just as shy. She too was tall and thin and seemed to always be wearing a sweater. Like me with girls, she never had any boys competing for her attention. She stayed to herself while walking home from the private school she went to and seemed to spend that time thinking of different ways to annoy me.
Because we were so close in age, we were inseparable. We would spend the time from after school until bed time helping each other study or simply playing different board games. Whoever got home from school first, would read the note about what to take out for dinner from our mom, who just hours earlier, left to work the night shift at the diner, and then set up the game of choice.
Having the house to ourselves for most of the night, gave us plenty of freedom. It also meant that we would have to resolve any conflict on our own. Although we rarely fought about chores, we both were extremely competitive when it came to games.
One day after school, Karen and I sat down on the living room floor to play one of our usual board games. We were still in our school uniforms and were pretty worked up about the game. When I moved my game piece to a point scoring spot on the board, I made sure to antagonize my sister.
Just as I reached for the fake game cash to collect, Karen snatched the cash away and refused to give me my winnings. I jumped up to get a better angle to grab the cash back. That’s when Karen turned over and laid down on the floor, holding the prize beneath her. I tried to reach under her to grab the money but Karen had it too secured for me to grab it.
I decided that I would turn Karen over onto her back and make it easier. I grabbed her at the shoulder and hip and began to turn her. When I reached farther under the get a better grip, I found out why Karen wore so many sweaters. I had grabbed one of her breasts.
For the first time, I noticed that my sister had been developing. She was no longer that flat chested girl. She, in fact, had developed large breasts. That was also when I realized that the reason she was so hard to turn over was because she had developed a beautiful, round ass. I knew this because with all the tugging and pulling to turn her over, her school uniform skirt had ridden up, exposing her panties and ass cheeks.
We both just froze in place. It was if we were stuck in time. We were both trying to catch our breaths from the intense wrestling. I had a handful of my sister’s tit and was slowly squeezing and releasing it. As quick as we stopped, was as quick as we started up our wrestling again.
The entire time we rolled around, I never released my grip on Karen’s tit. It felt incredible! It was heavy and firm. She made no attempt to pull my hand off her tit. Instead she gave me a little more area to grab. I took advantage of her generosity.
The game was no longer about how to get the money back. Although the object seemed to now be about trying and turn my sister over, we were merely content with simply rolling around on the floor together. I had now looked for ways to touch Karen in different ways.
The game was having a great effect on me. My dick h
