Amy's Cherry
Hi, I?m Amy. I?ve always led a life filled with sibling
rivalry; and usually been the loser. My older sister, Dan,
she?s always been the more fashionable, better loved one
- and I do mean better loved. She?s two years older than me,
perhaps a little prettier if I?m honest too, so naturally
you?d have expected her to become sexually active before
myself; but the guys she gets! She somehow always manages
to tread that thin line between promiscuity and social
integrity, she gets a lot of guys, a lot of them are nice guys
too, they?re the ones she doesn?t just use when the mood
takes her. I?ve spent a lot of nights just listening, she
gets loud when she?s at it and I always hear it all. I mean,
I?m glad she?s having a good time and all, sometimes it IS
funny - like the time her then boyfriend Andy, Alan or whatever
his name was, tried to sexily say ?Hmm, you really are beginning
to smell!? I think he was going down on her to warm her up at
the time, I had to try really hard not to let them hear me laughing.
I do acknowledge that this might seem a little like borderline
incest, but I don?t really think that?s true. She?s my big
sister and we?re supposed to be able to talk about these
kind of things, she always takes an interest in my dates
(seldom as they are), so I don?t feel guilty; just plain
old awkward. If anything, apart from the self-esteem issues,
the worst part is I find it hard to play with myself comfortably
in my room when I know that Dan and the flavour of the month
are doing it for real inches away from me. Permanently living
in those kind of over-sexed/under-sexed conditions can
get to me sometimes. Anyway, you?ve read the title so you
know what I?m leading up to in this story. I was seventeen
(Dan had been fifteen for you trivia freaks), he was the
average kind of teen boyfriend; goofy, sincere and a little
bit emotionally immature (I?m sure he?ll grow over time,
he wasn?t as bad a he could?ve been). He, Howard, and I had
been dating for about five, maybe six, weeks and as you can
probably tell by the affectionate way I?m reminiscing,
I DID like him. He was about an inch or three taller than me,
the way I normally like my men. He was a bit of a classic ?nice
guy?, y?know glasses and centre -parting. I think they
breed them like that. We?d been doing some petting type
stuff, a little bit of mutual masturbation, abortive oral
(it tickles!), general kind of stuff really. I was happy
because, although he wasn?t that great he?d at least listen
to me, stroke me and touch me where I told him it felt good,
not where his crappy porno said I?d love it. I was beginning
to feel genuinely comfortable with him, the first time
I?d felt that if I?m frank with you. Naturally, Dan ribbed me
incessantly, she?d always find
some new way to embarrass me about him. We both knew he?d
be the one for me. I spoke to her about it, she told me just
to chill and get on with it, the first time wouldn?t be so
great anyway she said, but that once it was done things get
a whole lot better. She was right. To make me feel comfortable,
she spent the night over at her boyfriend?s place. I was
excited and nervous all at once, my sister had cleared off
a few hours before he was due. I was alone, I did start to touch
myself in anticipation and kept on stopping too; can you
really be in reticent heat? I think I was at the time. When
he showed up, it was quite edgy, we both knew why we were here
and I think he was trying to cover up the blatant bulge in
his pants (sweet, in a way), he managed to stammer a quiet
?hi? before passionately kissing me, he surprised me with
that. Pleasantly surprised me. I was starting to really
heat up, my skin was moistening and I knew without a doubt
I wanted him inside me. I felt empowered and it great, really
great. The sex itself was pretty poor, a bit of licking and
sucking tagged on to some plain missionary humping, but
my sister was right - we carried on for the night and as we
both calmed down, it picked up. When we made love to the sunrise
I climaxed for the first time with a man inside me. It was
a really lovely moment, I was pretty blissed out. ?Course,
we?ve both moved on since and Dan is still getting more than
me, but I think we?re different. She?ll have a guy just because
he took her fancy, me; though I now it has a lot to do with being
in her shadow, I, I like to feel first. I think perhaps that
first orgasm sent me down a different path. I?m not just
a sexual being. I?m a very sensual one too.
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