Teaching My Little Sister: The Farewell

During the summer, a few days before I was due to drive to another state for college, my younger sister and I decided we would have one last visit to our local swimming pool together. It was a quick drive between our home and the pool - only a few minutes. In the early morning, we packed our swimsuits, towels and water bottles into backpacks and left for the pool. While it was annoying having to wake up early, we knew it would get very busy at the pool in the late morning and wanted to beat the crowd. On the drive there, I frequently glanced at my sister in the passenger seat and wondered what she would look like now in her swimsuit.

We entered the parking lot of the pool, which was virtually empty. As we headed towards the entrance, I was walking slightly behind my sister. She was wearing a cute outfit: a blue singlet and white skirt. As if she knew I was looking at her, she quickly turned her head to face me and stuck her tongue out at me, before facing away and chuckling to herself. We went to the counter and paid for admission, then headed towards the doors of the leisure pools: automatic glass doors that opened inward. As soon as the doors open, we were hit with the smell of chlorine and the sound of running water. 

I began to feel nostalgic and teared up a little. This was the place my family had been to many times and I had many great memories here. Glancing from the pools to the leisure slides to the chairs and benches was enough to make me quietly emotional. Anyway, we headed to the change rooms, with my sister going in the female change room and me going to the male change room. While I was changing out of my T-shirt and shorts into my black swim briefs, the vision of my sister wearing her brand new, light blue, one-piece swimsuit filled my mind and I felt my dick rising. I quickly showered and soon it went down.

As I exited the change room, my sister had already finished changing and was waiting for me. Seeing her in her swimsuit for real made my eyes pop. She looked stunning in her new suit and it was the perfect fit. It looked comfortable on her, yet still tight enough to show off her body. She had full sized breasts (B or C cup), wide hips and long, smooth legs. Her black hair flowed over her shoulders and reached the bottom of her breasts. Her wide Asian eyes were staring at my suit, a clear bulge now visible. She looked me straight in the eyes and giggled. Not wanting to get embarrassed, I told her, “It’s not my fault your body looks so good in that swimsuit!” which made her stop giggling and blush. We then proceeded to put our backpacks inside the pool lockers.

We spent some time in the indoor leisure pools first, splashing each other and sliding down the slides. Despite arriving at the pool so early in the morning, there were already a few families here as well. Guess they also wanted to beat the crowd on what would be a scorching summer’s day. After about half an hour in the leisure pools, we decided to head to the large outdoor pool so we could properly race each other. As my sister got out of the pool, it was difficult to look away from her. The now wet suit clung to her body and water flowed and dripped all around her body. I did feel slightly guilty as her brother looking at her, but hey, a nice looking girl is a nice looking girl, right?

The outside pool looked stunning and enticing in the warm sunlight, begging us to jump in. There were only a few adults, most elderly, using the pool so we had a lane all to ourselves. For the next hour or so we raced each other using different swimming strokes. My sister was on her school swim team and was an excellent swimmer, so despite me being older, she won most of the races. After one of these races, which finished at the deep end of the pool, she was teasing me about how slow of a swimmer I was and gloating that she was winning almost all of the races.

Wanting to get back at her, I swam towards her so I could repeatedly splash her face with water. I managed to get her a few times before she dived underwater. Clearly wanting revenge, she swam towards my crotch and pulled my swim briefs down! She then proceeded to rub her hands across my penis, pubic hair, butt and balls while I stood in the water, stiff with shock and surprise (and also getting stiff in another area, hehe). After a few seconds, the shock wore off and I reached to pull my swim briefs back up, while swimming underwater towards my sister’s crotch.

I used my left hand to peel the bottom of her swimsuit off to one side, while my right hand slid inside, expecting to touch a large mass of hair. To my complete surprise, there was no hair and instead I was touching almost smooth, soft folds. I snapped her swimsuit back and surfaced, asking her, “You shave down there?” “Yep, nice and smooth just for you,” she replied with a smile. We continued to wrestle in the water for another minute or two, until my sister said she had to pee. I did as well, so we got out of the pool and sat on the edge, where the gutter was.

My sister let out a soft moan as a dark patch began to form at the crotch of her swimsuit and her pee flowed into the gutter. I loved to watch how the fabric of her swimsuit darkened with each squirt. When she had finished, she turned to stare at the crotch of my swimsuit. Now, I had a raging boner at the time and was finding it a bit more difficult to relieve myself, but eventually I got there after a while. After I had finished, we both hopped back in the pool for another hour, casually swimming around and not doing any more races.

When we noticed the pool starting to get more crowded, my sister and I decided it was time to head home, so we got out of the pool, took our bags from the pool lockers and walked towards the changing rooms. A short distance from the rooms, I noticed the family changing rooms, which had recently been renovated. I nudged my sister, pointing towards those changing rooms. Her eyes got wide with excitement and she nodded her head vigorously. And so, we quickly hurried inside one of the family changing rooms.

It was still fairly small - that hadn’t changed from before the renovation - with just a single shower and benches along the walls. However, the floor had been polished, the walls and benches had a fresh coat of paint and the lighting was much brighter, giving the room a more welcoming and relaxing atmosphere. She gestured to me to shower first, so I peeled off my swimsuit and dropped it along with my backpack on a bench. Meanwhile, my sister had also put her backpack down and was lying on her back on a bench, still in her swimsuit and staring at her brother’s now fully naked body.

Now that I had my sister’s attention, my dick began to grow to full attention, reaching its maximum 6 inch size and pointing straight up. I turned on the shower and felt the water bounce on the floor and hit my legs and feet. I expected my boner to subside while I was showering but it remained as stiff as ever. I looked towards my little sister, still staring intensely at me from her position on the bench. Her left leg was fully outstretched while her right leg was slightly raised. Both her hands were near the bottom of her swimsuit, rubbing across the top of her legs near her genital area. Her chest was raised and her tight swimsuit showed off the shape of her boobs well. 

After my quick shower, I dried myself off with my towel, my stiffy still stiff. My sister had begun to take off her swimsuit,  using both hands to pull both shoulder straps down to her waist before wiggling the swimsuit down her legs and off her body, throwing it onto the bench nearby. She skipped the short distance to the shower and turned on the water. From the back, I admired her smooth, womanly body as water dripped off her. She then turned towards me so I could see her full, perky breasts and smooth pussy in all its glory. Noticing me staring at her with my obvious boner, my sister gave me a devilish grin and made a fist with her right hand, placing it near her vagina and rapidly pulling it away and towards her body, mimicking a boy jerking off.

All this was happening while she was under the shower. Her boobs were waving from side to side while she was doing her crazy dance with her fisted hand. I walked over towards her and turned off the shower. I stared directly into her kind, wide, brown eyes and said, “Do me first.” She nodded in agreement and I sat down on the bench nearby. My sister came towards me and sat down on my right leg, her squishy pussy clamping down on my leg. Inches away from each other, she gently moved her hands over my short black hair, down my face and over my shoulders. When she reached my chest, she gave both my nipples a soft squeeze between her thumbs and pointer fingers. At this touch, I began to moan and a small amount of pre-cum left the tip of my dick.

After what felt like an eternity, her hands finally reached my dick. She used her left hand to fondle my balls while her right hand grabbed my shaft and pumped away. At the same time, I had moved my own hands over to my sister’s breasts, alternating between rubbing across them and squeezing them. Of course, in a situation like this, it’s impossible to hold it in for more than a short time. I was squeezing my sister’s breasts, she was furiously pulling my dick up and down - its tip now a deep purple - I stared directly at her privates gripping onto my legs and both of us were breathing fast. After only a minute, I could feel it. A tiny feeling that started in my balls, flowed through my entire body and gradually building towards the top of my penis.

Rope after rope after rope of cum shot out, hitting both of our faces and chests with the ferocity of an erupting volcano spewing white lava. Once the long ropes had been released, a smaller amount of cum flowed out of my dick tip like a fountain. After the hours of swimming and now masturbation, I was exhausted. My head tilted back and my eyes blinked rapidly, struggling to stay open. I fell into a trance, and only snapped out of it when my sister gently started slapping my face: “OK, you’ve had your fun. Now it’s my turn!” she whispered, desperate to have her go. 

After my breathing had returned to normal and I had composed myself, I instructed my sister to turn around and sit between my legs, so that my dick would be touching her butt. She obliged and I quickly began to give her the treatment she gave me. I moved my hands down her face towards her breasts. I cupped each breast in one of my hands and gave them a jiggle, leading to a soft giggle from my younger sister. My left hand remained at her breasts, continuing to play with them, while I moved my right hand further down her body, across her stomach and belly button, toward her crotch. 

As I reached her slit, I took some time to rub my right hand across her smooth pussy, marveling at its hairless nature. Then, I opened the slit to try and find her clit, hidden in the loose, soft walls of her privates. I found it quickly and proceeded to press on it and rub it, while my dick was sandwiched between my sister’s buttocks, now flaccid. Being super horny, it didn’t take very long for my sister to orgasm. The soft walls of her pussy closed in on my right hand as I rubbed her clit. I stopped moving my left hand around her breasts and laid it flat on her chest so I could feel her heartbeat. She let out a huge moan as her pussy became wetter and stickier, her juice flowing into my hand.

I took my hand out and rubbed it across her slit as she continued to orgasm. Finally, it was over and my sister’s head laid on my right shoulder. I turned my head to look at her. Her eyes were welling up with tears. “I’m going to miss you so much,” she said sadly. I kissed her forehead and rubbed her shoulders to comfort her, telling her I would miss her as well. We sat like that for a few minutes, then we decided to shower again one last time before leaving the change room. Near the entrance to the pool was a small shop that sold swimwear, and it was a tradition that we went inside there every time we came to the pool. 

As we browsed the shop, I pointed to a red one-piece that I thought would look good on her, while she pointed to a pink bikini that she thought would look good on me. I retorted that it would look better on me than her, and we both laughed. Back in the car, I noticed my sister was looking out the window with a sad look on her face. I looked towards her with sympathy, looked back towards the swimming pool entrance and sighed. 

It was a fun morning, but it was time to go home.