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BeginningsI grew up in the baking heat of South Alabama in the 70’s/early 80’s. My parents divorced before I even started school, which left me as a little boy alone in a household with a sister who was 6 years older than me. Our mother was in her mid thirties, a gorgeous and very outgoing party a****l. She didn’t mistreat us by any means, but she would leave us alone at home often, sometimes not coming home til well after midnight.My sister, “Brittany” and I had our fights, but for the most part we were best friends despite the age difference. The age difference may have even been the reason for a lack of sibling rivalry between us, that and the fact we were practically raising ourselves. We both grew up very fast, sometimes with little to no parental guidance or instruction. Our dad lived several hours away, so we only saw him every-other weekend.Being home alone as often as we were, Brittany and I became very close, but being 6 years older she would dominate me a little bit too. She loved to dress me up like a girl on rainy days, which I loved! Then we’d play strip poker and the first one down to their panties & bra had to go outside and check the mail like that, which always seemed to be me. Brittany would watch from the window and get a kick out of it. I pretended to not like it, but I actually got a thrill from going outside and possibly being seen by the neighbors wearing my sister’s panties and old training bra.Brittany usually went bottomless around the house, only wearing t-shirt bakırköy escort and panties, and so did our mother. This peaked my interest even before puberty. I enjoyed watching their asses jiggle in their thin polyester panties, and often wished I was a girl. When mom was getting ready to go out, she’d be doing her make up wearing nothing at all but her panties, sometimes not even those. Her bedroom door would be wide open so I’d go in, lay across her bed and watch her as I thought of things to talk about as an excuse for being in there. Really I was in there because I was fascinated with her nudity, and she full well knew it. I could easily tell she didn’t mind my watching her. She would often position herself to give me a clear view from various angles. Years later she would admit to me that she enjoyed those days. She knew I was curious, and if she didn’t let me see her I would just simply seek to satisfy my curiosity elsewhere. But of course, I still did plenty of that anyway.As soon as mom would leave, Brittany and I would begin mischievous activities. We got into our mother’s liquor, cigarettes, and even once discovered her sex toys and dirty magazines in her nightstand drawer. We discovered a small collection of five or six 9mm porn movies in her closet and watched them all. I couldn’t stand the taste of whiskey or vodka, but Brittany did. She’d have a drink or two, turn music up loud, and strip dance in the living room. Then she’d keep on beşiktaş escort dancing and take all my clothes off, saying; “C’mon! Get naked with me!” I tried not to let her know it, but I was just as fascinated with her nudity as I was our mothers. And I loved it when she’d make me get naked too. At bedtime we would always sleep together in her bed when mother wasn’t home, and sometimes even when she WAS home. Usually, Brittany would make me rub her back, teaching me night by night how to do it exactly right, both firmly and by soft caressing with finger tips. She’d usually sleep in t-shirt & panties and make me wear the same. (Mother would just laugh and call me her sissy boy.) Brittany would pull her shirt up to her shoulders and have me sit on her butt and rub her back until she fell asleep. That evolved into me turning around and doing her legs. That later evolved into her removing her shirt completely, having me sit on her butt, and lean down and kiss her neck (using dry lips only). Eventually those kisses ventured further down her back, and then to her legs. She’d usually fall asleep after a few minutes, and THAT’s when I discovered the wonderful “Fragrance” between her legs! I was immediately hooked, and fascinated with her pheromones, and that is my very earliest memory of getting an erection.The next day at school all I could think about was my sister’s ‘fragrant’ pheromones I had discovered. To me it was captivating! I kept getting hard over beylikdüzü escort and over again all day. Every time the thought would cross my mind I felt extremely aroused and got hard as a rock completely beyond my control. That night our mother stayed home, but I couldn’t wait for bedtime, hoping Brittany would be in the mood for a good massage so I could smell her again. She was. I was already throbbing hard as she turned the light off and we climbed into bed. She got comfortable on her tummy and pulled her shirt up to her shoulders, which was the normal routine. I didn’t want to appear any more anxious than normal as I slowly climbed on top of her and straddled her butt. I tried to position myself so that she wouldn’t feel my rigid cock, but she felt it right away. She quickly raised her head off the pillow, turned it around as far as she could, and with a surprised grin she whispered; “Are you hard?” I said “Kinda, I guess.” “Why?”she said with a curious whisper. I just simply said “I don’t know”, hoping she would drop the subject.As she slowly lay her head back onto the pillow she whispered, “Wanna know a secret?” I said “What?” She said “Sometimes my coochie tingles and gets a little bit wet when you rub my back & legs, especially when you do it with your lips.” I didn’t know what to say, I just leaned down and said “Like this?” as I began using my lips on her back. She didn’t say anything, she just completely relaxed. I felt her butt move a little as my hard dick lay right on her crack. I felt weird about that, so I raised up off her and continued kissing down her back. As I arrived at the top of her panties I continued softly biting as I slowly moved down her left butt cheek. She immediately whispered, “Uhhh, that’s not my back or my legs!” Pt II coming soon……

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