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I was young and naive as most of us were back then. Emma, my older sister by a 3 year and 3 months, was 22 and would start college in the fall. I had just turned 19 in April.
It wasn't the norm for both parents to work back then, but mom started working when Emma was old enough to baby sit us. So the summers were ours alone.
In the beginning, we got along like any brother and sister. But that began to change as I reached puberty. Things were changing for me fast. Hormones raged, body hair began growing and most of all I had this appendage between my legs that demanded attention constantly.
But it wasn't until quite a bit later that the realization occurred to me that I was living with a beautiful female, albeit my sister.
It started one day when we were each changing to go swimming. I was in my room across from hers and changed into my trunks in seconds. I was impatient to get across the street to our friend's pool and stood outside her door asking if she was ready when I noticed the door open just a crack.
She answered, "Hold on, I'm looking for my other suit. My suit from yesterday is still wet."
My eyes, on their own, peered into the crack to see my sister totally naked with her back mostly toward me, bending over looking in her drawer. The sight of that pale white, soft flesh of her tight rear with the distinct tan lines made me instantly hard. I actually surprised myself with the sudden hard-on and backed off in embarrassment. After all this was my sister! But she was a female, she was good looking and she was NAKED!!
I peeked back in just in time to see her from the side, lifting her leg to step into her bottoms - one leg then the other. From this angle I only got a quick glimpse of what looked like some hair down there. As she pulled up the bottoms, I noticed her breasts. They certainly weren't that big, but they were definitely naked breasts!
I don't remember staring at the nipples as I would today, but the areolas were relatively small and quite pink. The side was outlined again in tan and they seemed larger than I expected leaning down as she was.
I watched almost in awe as she put the top on, adjusted it and checked herself in the mirror, finally adjusting the bottoms once more. I backed off again in embarrassment that my own sister would turn me on to the extent it just did. I quickly stood back by my door just as hers opened.
"Finally" I said as a cover, as she emerged.
That's how it all started. I remember from then on, any time she dressed or undressed, whether to shower, swim, get ready for bed or even once in a while to dress for college in the morning, I was tempted to check her door. It became almost Pavlovian: she would head for somewhere to change and I would get hard.
Well it was bound to happen with my uncontrollable urge to spy on her. One afternoon shortly after all this began, she was changing to swim. There was a slightly bigger crack in the door than usual and I was raging hard just approaching. I peeked in to see her standing holding her bottoms and getting ready to step into them, naked of course with her back to me. I leaned in for a better view and my forehead hit the door lightly, with just a small tap but the door began swinging open some.
I ducked back out of the way but of course I heard her say, "John, are you watching me dress?!"
I leaned back and turned my head to make it sound as far away as possible and answered, "No."
There was a delay, apparently to get her top on, and suddenly there she was at the door. She looked more disgusted than angry, and I gave my best innocent look, but I know I was blushing bright red. She simply shook her head and said OK lets go. I felt like a man on death row being given a reprieve. She didn't say a word.
I'll fast forward through all the boring times I spied again, many times unsuccessfully, and move to the next step in this progression. Once more she was dressing for swimming, and once again the door was cracked just slightly more than the original time.
After that first time being caught I was still hooked on spying on her, but my stomach would knot up both in anticipation of seeing her naked once again, even if it was my sister, and the threat of being caught a second time. I had gotten off easy the first time. I expected her to tell everyone she knows and everyone I know and make my life a living hell. I chalked it up to her forgetting about it.
Speaking objectively, my sister was quite good looking. She had long, dish-water blonde hair down slightly below shoulder length, small slender legs and a petite, very fit body that was in great shape from all the activity she did.
When younger she was a bit of a Tomboy, playing baseball and other sports as well as climbing trees, hiking and we both loved camping. Her face was what today I would describe as a very pretty girl. She got that from our mom, who, if you met her on the street, you might think was a super-model.
But I digress. On this occasion I stepped into the hallway and announced that I was ready.
All she said was "Wow you're quick".
That told me she was still changing and the urge was too much. I peeked in the rather broad crack to the vision of my sister's naked body once more bending over with her rear toward me. As she bent, I could actually see between her semi-parted legs and was treated with a view of both her rear cheeks and a slight glimpse of her pussy lips!
It was all too short however as she pulled up the bottoms and then continued to put her top on with her back to me the whole time. As she tied the bow behind her on her top, I was just about to back off when she said, "I know you're watching John."
I looked at the mirror to see her looking directly at me. I hadn't noticed the capability until just then, too late. I jerked back out of view not even knowing what to say. Not answering was an admission and after the delay, it was too late.
I ran into my room and shut the door, embarrassed, frightened and confused. She'd surely tell everyone this time and then probably tell them it wasn't the first time. I just wanted to die.
There was a knock at the door and it opened without me saying a word. I can't really remember what I was doing exactly but I wasn't facing the door. She stood there a second I figured waiting for me to say something. I just said, "What?" without looking her way.
She said, "It's OK, let's go swimming."
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