Kathy 1

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My sister Kathy is only a year younger than I and is a year behind me in school. Because we are so near the same age, we have always been very close to each other, confiding our secrets and presenting a united front in our relations with other people.

I've always been the protective big brother, and she has been the supportive, adoring little sister. We respect each other's ideas and thoughts and depend on each other for advice and support.

This has been particularly true with respect to my dating. Because Kathy is either a friend or a classmate of almost every girl I date, she is able to give me advice and fill me in on almost all of them. 

Since Kathy and I don't have secrets from each other, she knows me well enough to guess that my primary interest is in what a girl has between her legs rather than between her ears. Much of her advice and wisdom is thus about how far girls will go.

 I am often surprised by the extent of Kathy's knowledge, especially since she very seldom dates and is by her own admittance still a virgin.Kathy warned me that the girl I had lined up for a Friday date was strictly a prick tease-that she had a reputation for letting a boy feel everything she had but not giving a thing in return, not even a hand-job. 

She was a real fox, though, and I was egotistical enough to believe I could succeed where others had failed.

Kathy was right about the girl. After I had taken her out to the lake and parked, in hardly any time I had her bra off and my lips on her nipples. 

She moaned and writhed in pleasure from my stimulation of her big white boobs. Before long I had my hand under her skirt and between her legs, fingers under her panties and running up and down her slit. She was all wet between her legs so I knew she was responding to my finger work. 

I tried to pull her panties down, but she resisted, shaking her head and saying she didn't go that far.By this time I was in bad shape-hard-on throbbing and balls aching to release their pent-up load.

I took the girl's hand and put in on top of my throbbing cock. She just left her hand there, totally inert, and didn't do a thing with it. I told her I was hurting real bad and asked her to give me hand-job to relieve my ache. She shook her head again and told me she just couldn't touch my "nasty old thing."Well, I was more than just a little disappointed-I was thoroughly pissed off. My cock and balls were aching and needed relief badly, and she wouldn't help me at all. I just started up the car and headed for the girl's house. 

All I wanted to do was get her to her house and me back to my house so I could give myself a nice slow hand-job and get rid of the ache between my legs. She quickly rearranged her clothes back to where they should be and seemed relieved that her ordeal was over. What a tease, I thought. 

I decided that from then on I'd listen when Kathy tells me a girl is just a tease.When I walked into my house, Kathy was still up. Our parents had already gone to bed, but she was sitting up watching TV. 

 She'd gotten herself ready for bed and was wearing a pair of baby-doll pajamas. When I looked at her dressed like that, I realized that Kathy was growing up to be a beautiful girl. She was blossoming into womanhood and filled out the top of her pajamas very nicely. 

Her legs were especially nice, thin and muscular from her work in school athletics. She got up and came over to me when I entered, and whispering so that she wouldn't wake our parents, she asked how things went on the date. I'm sure she could tell from the look on my face that it had been a complete washout, but because she always took an interest in me, she asked anyway. I grinned, a rueful grin, but nonetheless a grin, and told her about my evening of sexual frustration.

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