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Loving Leslie - 4
by Sir_edward (tedjohnsonone@gmail.com)

***

I was sure that I was only a heartbeat away from having 
sex, real sex. And what could be more natural than to 
have sex with my sister, Leslie. But that's not how 
things were meant to be. (mf-teens, youths, inc, 1st, 
mast, oral)

***

I can't tell this story about my love for Leslie 
without involving our cousin Annie. She was like 
another sister to us. She had lived with us and slept 
in Leslie's bed for a while, which I resented at first. 
I developed a deep crush on my cousin and eventually 
let go of my resentment. There were times I didn't know 
which of them I loved more. 

I was thirteen and I sure that my sister Leslie was 
finally going to have sex with me, the next time that 
she let me into her bed. We had done everything else. 
We had made out in her room for quite a while, ever 
since she'd taught me to French kiss. She told me I was 
the best kisser she knew. She was definitely the best 
kisser I knew. 

I still slept her quite often. We would lie in her bed 
and make out, touching and caressing each other. That 
led to mutual masturbation. She had me jerk off for her 
as she fingered herself and played with her gorgeous 
titties. Later she stroked my cock as I fingered her 
beautiful pussy. She taught me about her clit. We made 
each other cum, which was fantastic. 

We progressed to oral. My beautiful sister went down on 
me. She sucked my dick. I ate her sweet pussy too. We 
got into the sixty nine position, with her on top of 
me, sitting on my face. I ate her pussy and she sucked 
my cock. It was incredible. She let me cum in her mouth 
and swallowed it all. I could hardly believe it. Still, 
though, it was a little disappointing, because she 
wouldn't have sex with me. She told me that she'd had 
rough sex with our cousin Annie.

She said that Annie had fucked her with some great big 
dildo and her pussy was sore. I knew it was true. I had 
heard the two of them going at it in Annie's room. The 
first night after Annie fucked Leslie so hard, Leslie 
couldn't barely even touch her own twat. It was an 
exciting, yet frustrating week. It was all building up 
to the weekend. By then Leslie's pussy would be all 
healed up and ready for sex. I would be more than 
ready. She had promised me. "Next time for sure, baby." 
That's what she'd told me.

Friday I found out that Leslie had a date with her new 
boyfriend, Mick. I was a little upset, but I had waited 
up for her before and slept with her many times. I lay 
in my bed that night, reading my latest issue of 
Playboy, which was actually three months old, and 
listening to the radio. 

I would occasionally look at some Poloroid snapshots of 
Leslie that I had stolen from a cigar box in her 
dresser. She was almost naked in the picture. Her left 
breast was exposed and her left thigh. You could almost 
see the edge of her pubic hair. She was looking into 
the camera with an expression that I had never seen on 
Leslie's face. It was the sexiest picture I had ever 
seen. I got so hard looking at it that my dick hurt. I 
gently stroked my cock, but I didn't jerk off. I was 
waiting for Leslie.

It got later and later: one AM, two AM, I finally fell 
asleep. I heard Leslie come in just after two. She 
didn't tap on my door as she passed. That was her 
signal to come visit her. I waited a few minutes and 
crept down the hall to her door. Her room was dark and 
quiet. I rapped on her door with my fingertip; no 
answer. I poked my head in to find Leslie in bed with 
all her lights off. 

I went back to my room and picked up the purloined 
Poloroids. I had a couple of Annie as well. I looked at 
the picture Annie, both breasts exposed and her hands 
covering her pussy. The look on her face said, "If you 
can find me, you can fuck me." My dick got hard in an 
instant. I started stroking it. I could almost hear 
Annie say, "Come and see me, Teddy. I'll give you what 
you need. I know how to treat you. You know I'll fuck 
you."

"Oh Annie," I whispered, "Let me fuck you, Annie. I 
want your pussy, Annie. Give me that pussy, Annie." It 
only took a minute, and I shot my wad. I had to move 
the picture to keep my cum off of it. I fell asleep 
with Annie's picture under my pillow and I think I 
dreamed of her.

Leslie was sweet at breakfast. It didn't seem to matter 
to her that we didn't get together the night before. 
She'd had a wonderful time with Mick and the rest of 
the gang. They were all getting together that afternoon 
and going to the state park for a picnic. Then they 
were going to the drive-in movies for the "Film 
Festival". The festival was a night when the drive-in 
ran "B" movies all night. The local teenagers had 
drive-in parties. They brought coolers of beer and 
bottles of liquor and stayed all night. I was crushed.

I decided to spend that night with my twin cousins, 
Henry and Phillip as I had a hundred other Saturday 
nights. We sat up late, playing cards and drinking 
beer. Henry and Phil could always get a couple of six 
packs. At that age, two or three beers was all I could 
handle. 

And as they did nearly every Sunday morning, they had 
gotten up and gone fishing at dawn. I had stopped 
getting up at dawn to go fishing long before that 
weekend. I usually found myself in the kitchen, on 
those Sunday mornings, eating cereal, reading the paper 
and waiting for their sister Annie to come out of her 
room.

It had become part of the routine of these Sunday 
mornings. I really enjoyed looking at Annie and her 
mother, Darlene, if she was home, on those mornings. I 
had always thought that Darlene was the sexiest woman 
in the world and Annie was the sexiest girl alive, even 
if some people thought that they were trashy. 

Darlene was my first cousin-twice-removed. She was a 
sexy, single, middle-aged woman. Actually she was in 
her early thirties at the time. She was only sixteen 
when Annie was born. Darlene was just easy on the eyes. 
Annie, on the other hand was a real tease. She was very 
good at it and loved to practice on me. She wiggled her 
butt as she walked, she gave me "accidental" glimpses 
of her boobs or her butt. She had given me some 
outrageous beaver shots. I knew that her pubes were 
redder than the strawberry blonde hair on her head. She 
would brush or press her body against me. The things 
that she whispered in my ear made me blush until I 
could feel my ears burn. She always acknowledged when 
she recognized my erections. She would stare at my 
crotch and smile at me and maybe give me a little wink. 

That morning was like many of those Sunday mornings. I 
was alone in the kitchen when in walked Annie, wearing 
nothing but a man's large t-shirt. "Good morning," she 
sang.

"Morning," I said, and watched her, over the top of my 
paper as she walk across the kitchen, swinging her 
gorgeous ass. She stepped up to the cabinets and 
reached up to the top shelf to try and bring down a bag 
of flour. The bag was just out of her reach. 

She stretched and grunted for several seconds. As she 
reached for the flour, her t-shirt pulled up, revealing 
more and more of her lovely ass.

"Need some help?" I offered. It seemed like deja vu. 
Just a week before, this same scene had begun to play 
itself out when my sister, Leslie interrupted. This 
time Annie and I were alone in her house.

I walked toward her, watching her shirt ride higher and 
higher up her ass. She looked back over her shoulder at 
my crotch as my erection grew.

"If you could lift me up," she said.

I placed my hands on her waist and lifted her the few 
inches it took for her to reach her flour. I leaned 
into her and felt her ass against my stomach. Her left 
leg pressed back against my hard cock. Once she got her 
flour, I slowly let her slide down, her ass gliding 
down my body and her leg sliding across my throbbing 
cock, until my member was pressed against her beautiful 
ass. When her feet were on the floor again, I leaned 
against her, with my cock nestled in the crack of her 
butt. We just froze there for several seconds. 

Finally, Annie looked over her shoulder and said, "Hey, 
come to my room with me, I wanna show ya something." 

I was a little surprised. Annie had never treated me 
like that before. She had never more than teased or 
joked with me. Now, here she was inviting me to her 
room. I had never been to her room. I could only 
imagine what she had in mind. I slowly pulled my body 
away from hers and replied, "OK."

She took my hand and scurried off. I had to hurry to 
keep up. We went to her room and I was amazed. It was a 
teenaged girl's room. She had posters on her walls of 
bands like The Doors, The Velvet Underground, Lou Reed, 
Iggy Pop and some Andy Warhol stuff. There were lots of 
photos on the walls. Most of them were in black and 
white, scenes from the city, pictures of people on the 
streets along with some really nice landscapes.

Most of her photos were just tacked to the walls, but 
there were some that were framed. Annie had several 
rather sexy, although not too revealing, photos of 
Leslie that were framed and even a couple of pictures 
me that were in frames.

"Did you take all these?" I asked.

"Sure did," she bragged. "You didn't know I was a 
photographer, did you?"

"Leslie said you were," I replied, "But I had no idea. 
You're really good."

"You really think so?" she asked
.
"I do," I said. I didn't know anything about 
photography, but I liked her pictures. "How come you 
have framed pictures of me?"

"Because I love you, you little knuckle-head." she 
chuckled, "didn't you know that?"

"I love you too, but..." I paused.

"Not like that," she said, "You're special to me. I 
guess you couldn't see it. All this stuff I've been 
sayin' to you, its not just to tease you. I mean it. 
You and me are gonna get it on some day. Someday soon. 
Do you know how much that pisses your sister off?"

I was embarrassed. I looked down and blushed.

"Oh, stop it," she said as she lifted my chin with her 
knuckle, "Its just you and me here, and you know you 
want it as much as I do." She looked me in the eye and 
I felt my embarrassment subside. I was flattered. She 
kissed my lips. That was the first time I could 
remember her kissing me. Then she ruffed up my hair. 

"Here," she said, as she handed me a large manilla 
envelope, "This is part of what I want to show you."

As I opened the envelope and started to pull out the 
photos inside, Annie stepped behind a Japanese screen 
in the corner of her room and started to get dressed.

The envelope contained a group of five-by-seven and 
eight-by-ten photos of Annie, along with strips of 
smaller pictures and negatives. In these shots Annie 
was dressed in a fancy gown, a very sexy negligee, in 
various stages of undress and several poses in the 
nude. I remembering how beautiful I thought she was. 

Annie was a slightly flawed beauty, with fine talents. 
In those days, I overlooked all her flaws. These 
imperfections were slight. 

Annie was of a fair complection, with strawberry-blonde 
hair. She had a pretty face with freckles on her nose 
and cheeks. I liked her freckles. She had soft, blue 
eyes and plump, pouty lips. A couple of her front teeth 
were slightly crooked. I thought those things gave her 
character. But those are the kind of things that 
prevented her from becoming a professional model. If 
Darlene could have afforded braces, 

Annie might have been a model. Annie's body wasn't 
exceptional, but it was lovely. She probably weighed 
just under a hundred pounds with breasts that were 
slightly more than a handful, probably a B cup. Her ass 
was exceptional. Leslie said Annie had a bubble-butt. I 
think Leslie was jealous because her ass wasn't as 
large. I loved Leslie's ass too. 


Annie had a flair for the dramatic as well. She could 
speak volumes with a glance. She could look at you and 
tell you exactly what was on her mind. When she cast 
those sexy glares of hers at me, I fell apart. 

Annie was also a fine ice-skater. If Darlene could have 
afforded the training for Annie, she may have gone to 
the Olympics, I'm sure.

I was totally blown away by the photos. "You're so 
fine," I said.

"Thanks," she replied as she stepped from behind the 
screen. "What do ya think?" She was the sexiest thing I 
had ever seen. She wore a flowered blouse and a short, 
black, leather skirt with black panty-hose. 

"Damn!" is all I could say.

"Give me another minute," she said and sat down at her 
dressing table and put on some mascara and eye-shadow. 
It was several shades of blue and she put it on thick, 
from her eyelashes to her eyebrows. It was trashy, but 
I thought it was sexy as hell. 

She stood up and pulled on a shiny leather jacket and a 
pair of black high heels, struck a model's pose and 
gave me one of those sexy looks, where she tipped her 
head down and looked up at me. I thought I was gonna 
die. There was no way that this was my cousin Annie. 
This was the sexiest chick I had ever seen, and she was 
standing right in front of me.

"You like?" she asked.

"Damn!" I uttered again.

She looked down at my pajamas and could see my raging 
hard on.

She grinned and said, "He likes." She turned away from 
me and tossing her flowing, strawberry blonde hair 
back, looked over her shoulder at me and gave me a 
seductive smile as she walked away.

"Now look at this," she said. "This is what else I 
wanted to show you." She held up what appeared to be a 
very expensive camera. "It's a 'Nikon F' 35 mm SLR ," 
she told me, proudly. It looked like the kind that 
professionals used. She started talking about things 
like motor drives and 100% view finders and mirror lock 
ups and all sorts of things that I didn't understand.

"I've been savin' up for a good camera for a long time, 
then a friend of mom's in the city got a new camera and 
sold me one of his old ones. Ain't it beautiful?"

"Yeah," is all I could say. I didn't know anything 
about cameras but it was truly a fine piece of 
equipment, of that there was doubt.


She aimed it at me and took my picture. I sat there in 
awe. That is still one of Annie's favorite photos and 
one of my least favorites. "Will you take my picture?" 
she asked as she gave me one of her sexy looks. 

"I don't know how to work that thing," I said. I was 
intimidated.

"Its easy," she said, "Really. I'll show you." She 
pulled me to my feet and gave me a crash course in 
photography and the workings of the Nikon F. She taught 
me how to hold a camera and how to focus. I learned 
just enough to take some shots of her in her room that 
morning.

Annie handed the camera to me and asked if I was ready. 
"I guess," I mumbled. She put on a Velvet Underground 
album and slipped behind her Japanese screen, peeked 
around the corner and asked, "Ready?"

"Ready," I repeated.

Annie stepped from behind the screen, gave me a shy, 
little girl expression and said, "Ready, one, two, 
three, now!" She directed me to move from one location 
to another as she changed poses and shed one article of 
clothing after another. I was reminded of a summer 
afternoon, a couple years before, when I stood in her 
yard with Annie's brothers and watched, through her 
window, as she and my sister Leslie put on a little 
show. 

Annie danced and posed and stripped all around the room 
until I ran out of film. At that point she was wearing 
just the panty-hose and the heels. She took the camera 
from me and set it on her dresser. She flipped her 
album over and said, "The rest of the show is just for 
you."

I sat on the edge of her bed as my cock throbbed 
watching the most incredible show I had ever seen. She 
peeled off the panty-hose to reveal a pair of yellow 
satin panties. I took in the beauty of her gorgeous 
body, her smooth, fair skin, her lovely young breasts 
with her pink, puffy nipples Then she slipped the 
jacket back on and stepped back into the heels. She 
stood just a foot from me, slowly and seductively, 
swaying to the music. She looked at the throbbing bulge 
in my pajamas and smiled. "Let me see it," she 
whispered.

"Huh?"

She nodded toward my rock-hard cock and repeated, "Let 
me see it."

I mumbled something and must have looked dumbfounded.

"After everything I've shown you," she started, "Oh, I 
get it. You haven't seen everything." With that she 
kicked off the heels and lifted her left foot upon the 
bed. She slid her hand to her thigh and then to her 
panties. She pulled the satin aside to reveal her warm, 
red bush. "Now you've seen my strawberry patch. C'mon, 
please. Need some help?"


She stepped in front of me and took hold of my pajamas 
and began to pull them down. I raised my hips and let 
her take them off. The waist band bent my member down 
and as it was released it slapped against my belly. I 
felt a little awkward, sitting there naked with her 
staring at my raging boner. 

"Damn!" she gasped, "That's fuckin' beautiful."

"Thanks," was all I could say.

She slid out of the panties but kept the jacket on. She 
put her foot back up on the bed and started to softly 
slide her right hand across her pussy and cupped her 
right breast with her left hand. "Touch it!" she 
whispered. When I didn't do or say anything, she said, 
"Go on, you know you want to." I still didn't move and 
she said, "You do jack-off at home don't you?"

I nodded and she asked, "Do you ever think about me 
when you jack-off?" I nodded again. She smiled and 
said, "You can do it now while you're lookin' at me 
instead of later as you try to remember how I looked."

"Oh, I'll never forget how you look right now," I said. 
I couldn't resist any longer and wrapped my hand around 
my cock. She smiled again and I saw her finger slide up 
inside her twat.

I started to stroke my cock. It was so hard that it was 
about to burst and my balls were aching. She drove her 
finger into her pussy deeper and began to finger 
herself. I matched her rhythm as I stroked my dick. We 
both moved to the music as we touched ourselves and 
watched each other. 

"Don't you cum," she said. I couldn't believe her 
timing, I was just about to erupt. I slowed by pace and 
she smiled at me then bit her lower lip. She stepped in 
front of me and straddled my knees. She reached down 
and began to caress my thighs. I moved my hand aside 
and let her take control of my cock. She took my hand 
and placed it against her "strawberry patch".

Her pussy was hot and dripping wet. I slid my finger up 
inside her and she squeezed my dick. She started 
jacking me off as I fingered her. She kept staring into 
my eyes and giving me those sexy looks of hers. She 
seemed to be able to sense when I was about to get off. 
She would slow her pace and say, "Don't you cum! Not 
now!" I never slowed down on her pussy though. 

I found her clit and she was delighted. A look of 
pleasant surprise rose on her face when I first teased 
at her clit, then she bit her lip and laid her head 
back as I worked that little nub. I felt it swell 
beneath my finger. "Ooh, damn," she purred. I was proud 
to get such a response from the sexiest girl in the 
world. She just gripped my dick and let me finger-bang 
her for a minute, then slowly pulled away.

She stood straddling my knees, staring at me and 
breathing hard. She took my hands and pulled me 
forward. As I was about to rise to my feet she pulled 
my hands down and brought me to my knees before her. I 
wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her 
stomach. I stretched my neck and burrowed up into her 
leather jacket until I found her left breast. She bent 
forward slightly to let me take her soft, puffy nipple 
between my lips. I licked and sucked her beautiful 
young breasts. I could hardly believe I was sucking 
Annie's titty. 

Annie gently pressed down on the top of my head. I 
kissed her stomach and moved down. I reached her 
strawberry patch and the smell of her pussy filled my 
nose. The aroma was familiar. It smelled so much like 
Leslie's pussy. I wondered if they tasted alike. I 
pressed my lips to her warm, soft patch of hair and the 
tender mound beneath it.

Annie spread her feet apart and pressed me down a 
little farther. I licked at her wet slit and she 
moaned. The tip of my tongue touched her clit and she 
flinched. "Yeah, baby," she said. Hearing Annie call me 
'baby' was almost too much. I just couldn't believe 
what was happening. It was like a dream. I moved down 
and slurped at her juices, and she moaned, "Eat me, 
baby."

Annie ran her fingers through my hair and moaned as I 
licked and kissed her pussy. She tasted so much like my 
sister. She grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to my 
feet. She kissed my lips and whispered, "Wanna fuck me, 
Teddy?"

"Hell yes," I blurted, almost out of breath and kissed 
her lips. I forced my tongue into her mouth and she 
sucked it. She was running her hands all over my body. 
I was sure it was all a dream. I had always thought 
that my first time would be with Leslie. I had 
fantasized about fucking Annie so many times, but I 
never dreamed that I would ever really fuck her. 

Annie fell back on her bed and pulled me with her. I 
stopped at the edge of her bed and watched her scoot 
back. Her every move turned me on. She reached out to 
me and breathed, in the sexiest voice I had ever heard, 
"Come here to me, Teddy. Come fuck me, baby." I nearly 
shot my wad at the mere sound of her voice. 

I knelt on Annie's bed and crawled toward her. I bent 
over and placed my hands on either side of her head. 
She reached up and clasped her hands behind my neck. 
Everything slowed down. My heart was pounding and I 
believe I was trembling. She pulled my face down to 
hers and tenderly kissed my lips. Annie was trembling 
too when she whispered, "Fuck me, Teddy."

That was it, the moment that I had been waiting for. 
The fact that I was sharing it with Annie made it even 
more exciting, in a way. I loved Annie, and I was 
thrilled at the thought of her being my first. She 
reached down and gently guided my throbbing young cock 
toward her wet, waiting pussy. When the head of my dick 
met her hot, twitching slit, she slid it up and down 
her slippery trench. "Fuck me." she whispered in a 
sultry, trembling voice. 

I pushed the head of my cock into Annie's cunt. I was 
there. I was inside her. Annie grabbed both cheeks of 
my ass and pulled me all the way into her, digging her 
nails into mt flesh. I was out of my mind with 
pleasure. "I love you, Annie," I gasped.

"I love you too, baby," she said, "Fuck me." I pulled 
my dick back and plunged it into Annie again, and 
again. As I thrust my tingling dick into Annie the 
third or fourth time: I could no longer hold back and I 
erupted with a load of cum the likes of which I had 
never known. I pushed my cock all the way into Annie 
and let go with my outburst. I lost control and 
collapsed on her. Annie clutched me and held me tight 
as I shook and shivered. 

As I regained my senses, I realized that I had left my 
partner unsatisfied. As limited as my experience was, I 
had learned from Leslie that girls cum too. I knew that 
the act wasn't over until Annie got off. "I'm sorry," I 
gasped, "That was too quick."

"It's OK, baby," she said, "Just be a good lover and 
eat me out. Make me cum." 

I did just that. I gathered my strength and slithered 
down her hot, sweaty body until I found my head between 
her thighs. I buried my face in her sloppy twat, 
sucking and slurping all the juices flowing from my 
lover. Annie quivered and quaked as I ate her pussy. I 
explored every fold and crevice of her slick and 
slippery slit. I found her swollen clit and sucked it 
like a little dick. She squirmed and writhed, grinding 
her twat against my mouth. 

Annie squealed and moaned until she was overcome with 
the throes of her orgasm. I was gratified, but intent 
on seeing it through. I kept sucking her clit and 
licking her pussy until she was forced to pull me away 
from her twat, while she shuddered and panted, trying 
to regain control of herself. 

I laid my cheek on Annie's thigh and looked up at her. 
There was her sloppy, rosie pussy, framed in red pubic 
hair, just inches from my face. Farther up I could see 
Annie's soft, delicate skin, so pale and tender, her 
pert, young breasts, with their puffy, pink nipples and 
somewhere amidst all that tangle of strawberry-blonde 
hair was Annie's pretty face. 

I gathered my strength and clambered up alongside 
Annie. I brushed all that reddish hair aside and found 
Annie's beautiful face and kissed her. I crumbled 
beside her. She rolled over and laid her head on my 
shoulder. I pulled her close and asked, "Was I OK?"

"You were great, baby," she replied, "Next time will be 
even better."

I knew I would never look at Annie the same again. "I 
love you, Annie."

"I love you too," she whispered, "I really do."  

I knew things would never be the same, for either of 
us.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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