Forgiveness and Reconciliation - Chapter 0 - Prelude - Sex Stories

Forgiveness and Reconciliation - Chapter 0 - Prelude

... exactly have anything to say to her. Or rather, I didn't know what to say to her. I was still in 6th grade, and all I could really do was sit there as my big sis talked. She did eventually get back to talking, but her voice had changed from the excited tone a few moments earlier to one of nervousness. "When we get home I have to ask you something. I don't want to do it on the bus." I nodded at her and listened to the sounds of the bus until we got home. Our home was a blue, dusty looking, two story farm house. Neither of our parents were farmers, and all the fields surrounding the house belonged to our neighbour, who lived another mile down the road. All we had was the lawn in front of the house, the house itself, and a small patch of trees behind the house that a little stream would run through if it rained hard. We were a little over a mile out of town, and could easily hop on our bicycles and ride along the gravel road and be there in a handful of minutes. We climbed out of the bus, and went inside, throwing our bags on the ground, and kicking off our shoes. "So what did you want to ask me?" Rachel looked nervous again, almost enough to not say anything. She took a deep breath and managed to squeak out, "Come take a shower with me." I looked at her like she was crazy, because frankly I thought she was. "Why would I do that?" She fidgeted, but answered slowly, "Because I want to see you naked. They told us today about a boy's penis, and I want to see one. And you're a boy. ...

... And I don't think it'd be fair if you were the only one naked, so I'm going to get naked too." "Well, okay. But why do we have to take a shower though?" She grunted in frustration and ran her hands through her hair, which had been dyed black for the first time a few days ago. "Just come upstairs to the bathroom dummy. Hurry up or you won't be able to see my boobs." This was a laughable concept, as her bust was practically non-existent. But it was enough to perk the interest of a 12 year old boy, so I went upstairs with her as quickly as I could follow. She demanded I stayed outside the bathroom while she stripped and got into the shower. Once she did that, she called me in and I hurriedly took off my clothes. The shower curtain was pulled closed, and I nervously pulled it to the side so I could step in, closing my eyes while I did so. Once I opened my eyes, I saw my sister standing in front of me, staring at my crotch. I in turn stared at hers. We stood there as the shower sprayed us, staring at each others crotches, not saying anything to each other. This went on for several minutes before she let out a nervous giggle. It was an adorable sound, like a guinea pig squealing in joy after finding a carrot. And so I giggled back. This made her giggle in return, and soon we were laughing at the fact we were both completely naked, staring at each other, wet, and had no idea what we were doing. She turned off the water and we got out, dried off, and got dressed again. we went back ...