“I dare you not to get a boner.”

Before Eli could resist, his half-naked sister was on top of him where he laid on his bed, pinning his chest down and sitting firmly on his thighs. Lenna had two and half years and twenty-five pounds on her little brother, and more than enough strength to keep him down.

He tried squirming free, but she grabbed him by his wrists, bearing down on him. He gave up and held still. “What are you doing?”

“I dare you not to get a boner. I just dare you.”

“I’m not going to get a boner. You’re sick.”

“Oh, I think you are. I just dare you not to.” Putting one forearm across his chest, she reached down and tugged at his sweat pants, pushing and cramming until they were around his thighs.

“Stop it! What are you doing? Let me go.”

“Admit it.”

“What?”

“Admit you like my pussy.”

“No, you’re gross. Let me go.”

She sat up again, grabbing his right wrist in her left hand tightly. Naked from the waist down, she sat on him, pressing her butt hard into his thighs. She widened her legs. “There it is, Eli. Just admit it, you like it.”

“Hell, no, I don’t like your gross hairy pussy.”

“Fine. Then I dare you not to get a boner.”

“I’m not going to get a boner from my sister’s pussy.”

“Oh, please,” she scoffed.” You guys are all alike. You watch porn, and act like you’re going to date a porn star, when you’re really too terrified to even talk to a real woman. You act like you want a little girl with a barren ten-year-old pussy because that’s the only person you think is dumb enough to date you, when what you really dream about is a big, grown-up, wet, warm, hairy pussy.” Pitching her hips back and driving into his legs even more, she twisted her crotch up to give him a better view. Her pussy looked long, the slit seeming to come all the way up from her butt crack, her lightly textured labia, like the surrounding area, covered in unkempt dirty strawberry blonde pubic hair. With her free hand she touched herself and spread her lips apart, showing him the pink insides.

“So stop acting like a dumbass with your dumbass friends and saying that I have a big, gross hairy pussy while you’re jerking off to tanned and waxed girls. Do you fantasize about doing a ten-year-old, is that why you say you like them that way? Because you’re a pedophile?”

“I’m not a pedophile,” he said, turning his head and trying his best not to look at her.

“Fine. Then admit you like my pussy. Say, ‘I’m sorry I was being a dumbass, sister, your pussy is really hot.'”
“That’s disgusting.”

“That’s not what your dick is saying.” Just in front of her, his penis was showing the first signs of swelling. “You’re starting to get a boner. I can see it.”

“No I’m not. Let me go.”

“Admit you like my pussy.”

“No. It’s gross.”

She shifted, hovering her hips just over him. “Well my ‘gross’ pussy is right there now, bro. Hope you don’t get a boner, ’cause it might find something. But my pussy’s soooo gross, there’s no need to worry, is there?”

“I’m not getting a boner.”

“Good. ’cause it feels likes something’s almost touching me. Feels like something’s grazing against my hair. Your boner is touching your sister’s gross pubes, Eli. It’ll just whither right away, now, right? Oop, something just touched my thigh. What was that? Do you know? I can’t quite tell. Oop, it’s still moving. I think whatever is touching me is getting bigger. It’s moving up…what could that be?”

“Stop it,” he said, tightening his arm instead of pulling his whole body.

“Why? You said you wouldn’t get a boner, so it must be something else. Oop…yep, I think that’s it. I think it’s made contact.”

“What are you doing?” he said softly, sounding more confused than angry.

“I’m helping you see that you don’t really like those weird porn stuff as much as a real woman. You’re just too brainwashed to admit it. So admit it, those girls are stupid and I have the real sexy pussy.”

“I’m not going to tell my sister I think she has a sexy pussy.”

“I already know you do, I can feel the proof right now.”

“When are you going to stop this?”

“When are you going to stop? I’m just sitting here, you’re the one poking me. Who knows what this thing will do if I try to move. Once you’re settled it down, I’ll move. What? It should be no problem, right? It’s rubbing on my gross hairs, touching my unshaven labia. It should go right down, right? Oop, definitely not. It’s getting stiffer. See, when I talk about my hairy pussy, you get harder.”

“Ha ha, Lenna. I know you won’t let it go farther than this, so you might as well stop now.”

“Only after you admit I don’t ‘have a disgusting pussy that no guy would want to touch.’ and that I won’t be ‘single my whole life until I make myself not gross anymore.’ I heard you talking to your stupid friends.'”

His eyes went big; he hadn’t known she’d heard any of that specifically. Still, he wouldn’t talk. He felt guilty for saying it, but not enough to make him break. He remained silent.

“Don’t be a jerk, just admit you didn’t mean it.”

“Or what?” He straightened his back, trying to look stern, but it was enough movement to cause another change.

“Oop.” His sister dropped her head, looking down between them. Hair flipped into his face. She looked back up at him. “Did you feel that? I think it went between my labia a little bit. It might have even gone in a little bit.”

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing? I’m still just sitting here, and you’re definitely doing something to me down there. Can you still not admit you think hairy pussies can be a little sexy?”

“Sometimes it just gets that way. If you don’t like it, just move.”

“Oh, it just happened to get that way right now? Admit it and I’ll move.”

“You’re the one holding me here. This is your fault.”

“Me? Are you saying you just couldn’t help but get hard because of my hairy pussy, is that it?”

“No.”

“So you’re thinking about someone else then.”

“Obviously.”

“Please. You’re such a liar. It’s up to you. I can’t hover up here forever, and you’ve still got a raging boner.”

“No, I don’t.”

She dropped, just slightly, but enough. Her little brother’s eyes shot open wide. “Oop, more than a bit, now. Definitely in there. You’re still a virgin, aren’t you? Don’t deny it, I know you are. Is this how you want to lose it? What are you going to tell all your loser friends, when they start talking about their first times? ‘Hey, what was your first time dude?’ ‘Oh, I saw my sister’s hairy pussy and couldn’t help getting a raging boner and putting it in there.'”

“Still doesn’t count.”

“Does this?” She sunk a little lower onto him.

“Nope.”

“What about now?” He felt the skin on his shaft getting pulled back as she pushed farther down, still hovering over him, but the gap skrinking. He could only see about the bottom half of his dick, partly obscured by her hair, before it disappered entirely in the folds of her flesh.

“It doesn’t count because I didn’t mean for it to happen.”

“Oh, yeah, like anyone believes that. So what you’re telling me…is that…this doesn’t count?” She spoke slowly, inching her way down and down, until their pelvises met.

He closed his eyes, the look of trying to resist the feeling clearly on his face. “I’m pretty sure it counts. You are all…the way…in,” she said, shifting her hips side to side as she spoke to emphasize, feeling him stretch her insides as she moved. She sank her full weight onto his hips. “Face it, you’re doing your sister. You’ve lost your virginity to your sister’s hot pussy. Just admit you’re a lucky little shit and move on.”

Now that she was still, he was able to get himself enough under control to speak. “It still doesn’t count. I just happened to get a hard-on and you jumped on. This is all you, I’m just lying here.”

“So you’re not enjoying this?” She tilted her hips once, pushing his cock just a little deeper.

He forced a steady breath so as not to react. “How could I? I’ve got your gross hairy pussy all over me.”

“Oh please. This is the best moment of your crappy little life.” She tilted again, pressing harder into him. “Mmmm. Yeah, you’re definitely going to cum. Admit it, my pussy’s so hot it’s making you cum?”

“What’s wrong with you? You want your little brother to knock you up?”

“Please, like I’d have gotten anywhere near your horny little cock if I wasn’t on the pill. You’re so hot my my pussy, I know you could pop at any moment.”

“Bullshit.” His eyes were closed again, face starting to contort as she twisted on him. His arguments sounded weak, automatic.

“I dare you not to cum.” His mouth held tight, he just shook his head. “I dare you not to cum deep in my pussy.” He shook his head again, weakly this time. Her hips rolled back and forth on him, their hair gritting together as she ground against him.

Barely noticable at first, but gaining, his own hips started pressing up as best they could under her weight to meet her. He gave up trying to hold back his face, and his mouth burst open, in a flurry of breathing. She smiled and slowed, pressed down into him, feeling him push inside of her.

Suddenly she stopped entirely, raising back up from him until only the end of his dick was inside, not thick enough to really hold on and threatening to slide and pop out of its slick placement. Confused, he tried to thrust in again, but she held back, keeping her depths just out of reach.

“Well?”

His eyes opened, doughy and unsure. Hesitating a moment, he nodded.

“Say it.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I like it.”

“No, you have to say it. Say you like your sister’s pussy. Say it like you mean it.”

“I like my sister’s pussy.”

“Make me believe.”

“I do, I love my sister’s pussy. It’s beautiful. I like the hair, it feels good and looks good and makes you look like a real grown-up woman who knows sex and does what she likes and isn’t afraid to be a little dirty and I try to peek at you whenever I can to see it and I jerk off thinking about your hairy pussy and it feels so good…” He gave out breathlessly.

His confession had been a bit more than she expected, and it took her a moment to process it all. “I love my sister’s hairy pussy,” he repeated, thrusting up against her hold as best he could to get another half inch deeper inside.

“You want to cum inside me?” She teased his cock a little bit.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, please, I want to cum inside my sister’s hairy pussy, please, please…”

She dropped back onto him. “Alright, since you asked so nicely.” She felt him deep inside, pushing as far as he could into her, almost managing to raise them off the bed despite her weight.

The one thrust was all he needed, and he started. She felt him jerking inside her, his angle changing more than she expected as it moved, and she did her best to squeeze to give him less room to flop around, though she still couldn’t get him quite locked down in her wide vagina.

He relaxed, and letting her weight press him into the bed. She raised herself just enough to let him slide out of her, then eased back down onto him, his dick enveloped in her wet vulva.

“See? What is so bad to just admit it?”

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