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Authors name: Michael Schumann (fictioneer@indiatimes.com)
Story title : Kim

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Kim (mf-teens, inc, 1st, rom)
by Michael Schumann (fictioneer@indiatimes.com)

***

About 35,000 words, "Kim" was written mostly in August 
2003.  This is my first new novel since the late summer 
of 1988 (see "Mixed Up Family") and my first new 
fictional work of any kind in about a decade.  It's a 
brother-sister initation story -- pretty civilized, 
considering the premise -- with a lot of tease and 
buildup, and more than a little of the sappiness of a 
teenage romance novel --  which, I should hasten to 
note, is completely intentional!  

My next work after finishing "Kim" was "Stars" (q.v.), 
a story in a somewhat different vein.


CHAPTER 1

     My parents were at a movie, and Kim, my kid 
sister, and her date were making out on the living room 
sofa.  "Making out" hardly seemed the word for it.  I 
don't know why they hadn't heard me come in through the 
side door, into the kitchen.

     They thought they were alone in the house, and he 
had her stripped down to her thong panties, his big 
hand inside them, grabbing a fistful of her pussy.  Her 
head was leaned back, making her perky pink-nippled 
tits arch upward, and he snatched one into his mouth, 
sucking the big swollen bud until she moaned and 
wrapped her arms around his head.

     "Yes, oh, yesss ..." she kept groaning, her legs
all a-twitch while his hand explored the hidden
mysteries of her cunt.  Bet it wasn't a mystery to him.
Bet anything his finger was already soaking inside her,
and if the whimpers and murmurs she made with her mouth
were any indication, I bet his finger was dripping wet
right now.

     I touched myself, amazed at the sudden boner I'd
sprouted.  It was so big and hard my pants had all they
could do to hold it.  I felt like the Incredible Hulk,
ready to turn green and bust right out of my clothing.
My dick was so stiff I felt like moaning a little
myself.

     On the sofa, Kim kept spreading, then closing her
smooth pale thighs.  She hadn't had time to get a tan
yet and her flesh was like ivory.  She'd squeeze them
close, around his exploring hand, then open them back
up, giving him more room to grope her, then clench and
squeeze again.  I was doing a little clench and squeeze
on myself.

     Jeez, I'd seen her kissing the guy, but I never
thought she'd gone this far before!  Her eyes opened,
looking as if they meant to pop right out of her head,
and I _knew_ he had his finger deep inside her wet cunt
then.  Shit, I could almost smell the funky heat of her
pussy, from where I stood in the kitchen.

     Her tits were small, still growing, with enormous
puffy nipples to mark the pinnacles.  The teats of
those nipples looked an inch long and as thick as my
cockhead after he'd sucked on them for a while, and the
overhead light made little flashes where his
mouth-drool coated the cupcakes of my kid sister's
titties.  When the _fuck_ had she grown up?

     He wiggled her around, hooked his thumbs in the 
waistband of her skimpy panties.  She lifted her ass, 
panting as she did, and he slid them down her thighs. 
Goddamn!  She was all ready for summer, wasn't she, 
with her pussy completely shaved, so that no 
embarrassing hairs would poke out of the crotch of her 
kini as soon as it was warm enough to get into one. Her 
pussy was a fat little bun lying between her slender 
upper thighs, and there was a deep smooth cleft in it.

     Todd -- that was her date's name -- eased her ass
back down onto the sofa and cupped her exposed pussy
while she kicked her dropped panties off one ankle.  He
came up for a kiss, and she opened her mouth willingly,
sucking his tongue.  The slurping, smacking sounds did
nothing to make my dick get soft.  Neither did the
constant frot I gave it through my straining jeans.

     She cupped a titty, stroking the erect nipple with
her finger tip, then drew his head down to it.  He
began to suck her some more.  At the same time, his
fingers opened her dainty pussy crack and the middle
one slipped right into Kim.  She gasped at the
penetration.

     It looked as if her pussy was gulping his finger,
all the way to the bottom knuckle.  He wiggled it
around inside her.  I could almost hear the squish of
her juicy cunt sloshing around as he probed her.

     With his other hand, he guided her fingers down to
his own crotch, placed them on his zipper.  She was
nervous and twitchy but he controlled her, helped her
undo his fly, eased her hand inside.  A moment or two
later, she had his cock sticking out the opening.

     I suppose he had a fairly big dick for junior
high, but it was a piss-ant compared to the one that
was stretching my pants out of shape right now.  Kim
didn't seem to mind.  Her fingers wrapped around him,
and she stroked his meat up and down, with an
enthusiasm that suggested to me she might have done
this before.

     "It's so big and hard," she whispered wonderingly.

     "Remember what you promised," he said, lifting his
face from the tit he was sucking.

     "I'm not sure," Kim replied, still jacking his
meat.

     "Try it, at least," Todd insisted, leaning back
and taking her by the shoulders.  He guided her face
down toward his stiff dick, and it occurred to me that
I might be on the verge of watching my little sister do
her first blowjob.  The tv was making a lot of noise,
though neither of them was paying attention to it.  I
wondered if they would hear the sound of my own zipper
being taken down, the rustle as I worked my own stiff
cock out to where it could do me a little bit of good.

     Kim's pretty cute for her age, and there was no
question she had a fine little body on her.  She didn't
look a bit like this last summer when she spent so much
time in her kini in the backyard, working on her tan.
Her tits had filled out, her hips had begun to swell,
and her legs had grown several inches, or so it seemed
from where I was watching her.  Without her clothes on, 
she looked really good.

     I don't think I'd seen her naked since she was
about four or five, and she had blossomed a whole lot
since then.  The last several months she'd been wearing
her chestnut hair in a very short cut that made her 
look slightly boyish, but it seemed extremely girly to 
me right now.  No, you'd never mistake her for a boy.

     With only the slightest resistance, she allowed
him to ease her head downward, until she was staring
his stiff dick eye to eye.  "Lick it," he said.  "Just
to see what it tastes like.  If you think it tastes
bad, you can stop.  I won't try to make you do anything
you don't want to do."

     Oh, shit, he had the dialogue down pat, didn't he! 
I remembered telling Ashley Miller the same damn thing 
the first time I got her to suck my rod.  And that BS 
about stopping?  There was no way any guy with a dick 
that stiff would let a girl get away before she'd 
gotten him all the way off.

     Oh, yeah, I knew where that little ninth-grade 
fuck was coming from!  I should have filed a copyright, 
the first time I used those lines, and let him pay me 
money for repeating them now.  Was he gonna get around 
to, "Just let me put the head of it in you ...?"

     Kim licked, delicately, her eyebrows lifting as 
she tasted his meat.  She wasn't sure whether she liked 
it.  He kept stroking her hair, purring at her.  "Lick 
the knob," he suggested, around the edges.  "Mmm, yeah 
..  now put it in your mouth and make it wet. Just the 
tip, that's all you have to do, just the tip..."

     She kept on licking him, resisting the invitations
to do more, but I could see it was just a matter of
time.  My sister's face registered the fact that she
thought his dick actually tasted fairly interesting.
She giggled softly, then opened her lips -- very
demurely -- and began to suck the tip of his knob.

     She didn't take him deep, barely got the whole
knob within her lips, in fact, but she was sucking on
it now, not just licking.  My shorts were getting moist
from the pre-cum oozing out of my own bone-hard
erection.  As quietly as I could, I reached for my
zipper and started to work it down.

     "What's that noise?" Kim said suddenly, looking
up.  I just had time to duck behind the breakfast bar,
or she'd have seen me for sure.

     "Nothing," Todd said.  "Nobody's home but us.
C'mon, baby, suck me just a little more, will ya?"

     I heard the murmuring sounds as she went back to
work, then counted to ten and slowly eased back upward.
My dick was out now, and in my hand, and I could see
that Kim was concentrating on the job at hand, sucking
her boyfriend's cock for all she was worth.

     He was a little deeper in her mouth, and she kept
on humming and purring around his inserted stiffness,
using her hand on the shaft below as she suckled his
swollen knob.  Not half as swollen as the one I was
nursing in the kitchen, though!  I had it out of my fly
now, and I milked it slowly, relishing the peep show
that was unfolding before me in the next room.

     "Why don't you do me?" Kim gurgled, lifting her
face.  She had saliva dripping down her chin.  "Or
maybe we could do each other at the same time?"

     "No way," Todd grinned.  "I promised you an early
birthday present, and if you get my cock stiff enough
with that hot little mouth, I'm gonna give it to you
right here." He pressed on the back of her head and
urged her down to her work once again.  His cock eased
deeper into her mouth.  At least he wasn't trying to
throatfuck her the first time out.

     _If_ this was her first time, but something told
me that it really was.  She was clearly getting into
it, but she was clearly learning the ropes at the same
time.  This was the first guy she'd been allowed to
sort-of date, and as close to the ground as I keep my
ears I'd have known if she had any kind of rep as a
budding slut.  They'd been going out for almost two
weeks, and it looked like Todd was about to get what he
had gone after my kid sister for in the first place.

     She was lying across his lap, and as she sucked
him, he explored her taut teenage body with both hands.
Kim squealed around his cock when he put a hand between
her legs and started to finger her pussy again.  I
couldn't see what his fingers were doing, but I knew
that squeal.  Her legs stretched, the muscles tensing
and flexing in her thighs, but she kept on sucking him.
Damn if my little sister didn't appear to be a natural.

     Her wet lips clenched unclenched his swollen knob,
guppying him in and out of her mouth as smoothly as a
piston.  She didn't gobble him deep but she was sooo
smooth, and she made these noises as she sucked that
proved why some people call it a hum job.

     She squirmed and wiggled as his finger probed her
from behind, but his hand just moved idly.  Obviously
he was concentrating on what she was doing to him.
Shit, I could almost feel those lips as if they were
wrapped around my own dick, while I stroked up and down
the full-length of my boner.

     "I think I'm gonna cum in your mouth," I heard him
gasp, and my kid sister looked up with this slightly
shocked expression.

     "Oh, no, Todd," she protested, "you promised you
were gonna fuck me ..."

     Well, hell!  The guy who couldn't cum in her mouth 
and _then_ turn right around and fuck her bowlegged is 
the guy who ought to pack his bags and move to San 
Francisco with flowers in his goddamn hair!  If he 
couldn't handle both jobs, I was pretty damn sure _I_ 
could do it.  And I almost yelled that aloud, but I got 
sane and stopped with my mouth just dropping open.

     Kim lifted up from his crotch.  She was panting
heavily and her pointy, pink-nippled tits jiggled in
excitement.  She put her arms around his neck and
started to kiss him but Todd dodged her and her lips
met his cheek instead.  I guess he didn't want to kiss
the taste of his own dick off her mouth.  Dumb fucker.
But it didn't stop him from cupping her tits and then
pawing every inch of my sister's naked body before he
laid her down on her back.

     "There's a condom in my purse," she said, flushing
a little.  I could see the pink suffuse her features.
"I just thought...  maybe...  I should have one.
You'll have to put it on, 'cause I don't know how..."

     He didn't seem to be too sure either, but in a few
moments he had slithered the lubed sheath down over his
erect dick, and then he eased Kim's thighs apart and
moved on his knees in between them.  His stiff cock
stuck out several inches ahead of him, as if it had had
the idea first and he was just tagging along.

     By now my fingers were wet from all the pre-cum
that had oozed out of my own rod.  I was hanging onto
the breakfast bar with one hand, thanking God that the
kitchen light was turned off and they couldn't
immediately see me standing there watching them.  It
would be embarrassing as hell to get caught jacking off
while I waited to look at some guy stick his prick up
my kid sister's shaved crack.

     Kim's knees lifted as he got between them.  I
couldn't quite see what they were doing but I had a
pretty good idea what might be going on.  She closed
her eyes and made a wet purring sound.  "Oh, it feels
so big," she sighed.  "But I don't think it's gonna 
fit..."

     "Let me rub you some more," he volunteered, and I
could see his hand was busy.  I knew he was sliding the
rubber-coated tip of his dick up and down the slick wet
lips of her shaved crack, trying to loosen her up for
penetration.

     Kim's head tossed from side to side.   "Feels so
big," she repeated.  Jeez, sis, I thought, you should
get a feel of what I've got in my fuckin' hand right
now, if you think that weinie of Todd's is "so big"!

     "Almost there," I heard him pant, and Kim's body
stiffened on the sofa beneath him.  Her knees lifted
even higher and she put both hands on his shoulders.

     "Don't hurt me," she implored.  "Oh, God!" And I
knew that he had his knob wedged between her lips,
ready to slam it home and bust her cherry right in
front of me.  My hand jerked spasmodically on my own
cock.  I felt like some kind of pervert, but I couldn't
turn away from watching.  Not now.

     And then it was just like a spotlight flashed
across them where they lay on the sofa.

     "What the fuck ..." Todd gasped, looking up.

     I hadn't heard the sound of a car pulling in, but
I heard the sound of an engine cutting off.  Jesus
Christ, our parents were home!

     "It's my mom and dad," Kim squealed, pushing him
off her.  His dick was still sticking up, pretty big
for junior high, with that rubber clinging tightly to
his erection.

     Kim slithered out from under and made a grab for
her blouse and jeans.  Don't forget your bra, I told
her mentally but she didn't hear me, because she just
threw on her blouse and started to button it up fast
with one hand, using the other to hold her jeans while
she worked one foot into them.  Todd was yanking up his
pants and trying to pull them closed around his hard
cock.

     I dropped down behind the counter and creepied
over to the door.  Maybe I could give Kim a moment's
breathing space.  I eased the door open and went
outside, pulling my shirt tail out of my pants in the
hope it would conceal the boner I had managed to cram
back into my own jeans.

     "So how was the movie?" I asked my mom and dad as
they got out of the car.  That was worth a few minutes' 
conversation time, and I hoped Kim and Todd were making 
good use of it.

     By the time we got inside, Kim and her date were
both dressed and as normal-looking as they could be
under the circumstances.  "Looks like we all got home
together," I said, eyeing my sister.  "Bet you guys
were smooching and we interrupted you, huh?"

     Kim made a face at me.  I nudged outward with my
left foot, to the floor where her bra was still lying.
Her eyebrows lifted and she got the message instantly.
She eased it quickly under the sofa, before Mom or Dad
saw it.  Her mouth opened silently and I knew she was
saying "Thanks."


CHAPTER 2

     Much later that night, I was lying on my bed
watching tv and thinking about what I'd seen.  I was
stripped down to my jockeys, and they were full of hard
meat.  There was a dampness on the front of them, where
juice had already been leaking from me, but the ache of
my balls told me I had a lot more inside.

     I slid my hand down into my shorts while I stared
toward, but not at, the tv screen.  A Cinemax nudie was
playing, and those used to do a lot for me, but not 
tonight.  It wasn't anywhere near as exciting as what 
I'd already seen in the living room.  Siliconed blondes 
pretending to be hot for male models who look like fags 
just wasn't cutting it.

     I eased the top of my shorts down, hooked them
under my nuts, and let my dick flow into my fist.  With
my eyes shut, I stroked my cock in long, slow,
reminiscent glides while I thought about my sister
taking that ninth-grade geek's dick into her eager
mouth.

     There was a tap-tap at my door and I barely had
time to pull my jockeys back up over my dick and yank 
up the sheet before the door opened and Kim scurried 
in.  She was wearing a terry robe, halfway down her 
thighs.  She'd taken off her makeup and she looked like 
a fresh-faced kid, not the ninth-grade sexpot who'd 
been felt up, mouth fucked, and almost cherry popped on 
the living room sofa not two hours ago.

     "Thanks again," she told me.  "You may have saved
my ass tonight."

     "That's what big brothers are for," I shrugged,
twisting a little to try and conceal the bulge in my
tight jockeys.  The room was dark except for the tv,
and I don't think she could see how aroused I was.  I
just kinda wished she would go away and let me finish
getting myself off.

     Instead, she came over to the bed and sat down.
Up close, she smelled nice, all fresh-showered.  Her
breath was minty.  "Were you in the kitchen, before?" 
she asked.  "Did you see something, Kev?"

     The front of her robe opened.  Under it, she was
wearing her usual pj's, a pink sleep t and matching
panties.  The points of her nipples poked out the front
of the clingy t-shirt.  I remembered how pink and wet
they'd looked when Todd was sucking on them.

     "No," I lied, "I just noticed your bra was on the
floor and I thought maybe Dad might get a little upset
if he saw it too.  No big deal."

     She sighed.  "Big deal for me," Kim pointed out.
"I'd have been grounded for life if they thought I was
letting Todd feel me up in the living room."

     "So did he?" I asked.  "Feel you up, I mean."

     "What do you think, Kevin?" The tone of her voice
implied that I was a little retarded.  She inhaled, and
her apple tits lifted beneath the cling of the t-shirt.
"I'm not exactly a kid anymore.  Some guys _do_ want to
feel me, you know.  Probably more of them than you'd 
think, too."

     "What else do they want to do?"

     She looked down, and even in the dark I could tell
she was blushing.  Damn, my little sister had suddenly
become cute!  And it wasn't just that I had seen her
acting like a big girl.

     Kim's about five-three, leggy for her size, with
short golden hair and big brown eyes.  Most of the time
she looks kinda serious, but when she smiles her face
lights up.  Looking at her now, I was seeing her as a
girl, not just as my sister.  Hell, if I was in the
ninth grade I think I'd have been hot for her.

     But talking to her seriously, like this, was 
something I hadn't done in a long time.  We squabbled a 
lot, like sisters and brothers always do, and we made 
small talk, but ever since she'd started turning into a 
teenager it was like she had a new life of her own, 
with her friends and her things to do. Fine with me, of 
course, because I was already a teenager and damn sure 
had my own life, too!  I think they call it "growing 
up."

     Half the time she called me "Ape Face" if she was 
speaking to me, and I just answered back by calling her 
"Garlic Breath."  There was something very different 
tonight.  I could feel it in myself, and I could hear 
it in the tone of her voice, even see it in her eyes 
despite the dim light of my bedroom.  It was like 
starting down a staircase in the dark -- one that you'd 
never been on before and had no idea where it led.

     "So are you still a virgin?" I asked, taking a big
dare, even though I already knew the answer.

     Now I knew she was blushing!  She turned away
completely.  "That's nasty!" she replied.  "Why do you
wanna know that?"

     I put my hand on her wrist, locked the fingers
around, gave her a little tug.  She brought her face
back around but her eyes avoided mine.

     "_Did you see something_?" she repeated, still not
looking directly at me.

     With my other hand I stroked the back of her arm,
light ticklish strokes up and down her flesh.  I felt
her shiver.

     "Who taught you how to suck a dick?" I whispered.
"Or did it just come naturally?"

     "Ohmygoddd!" Kim squealed.  "You saw that?  Were
you in the kitchen, you bastard?  Were you spying on 
me?"

     "Not spying.  If you do it in public, somebody 
will probably take a look.  Jeez, are you too young and 
dumb to understand that, Kim?"

     I scruffed my fingers through her hair.  She
squealed a little and pretended to fight me, and then
she slumped against me.  Her robe was open all the way
and the t-shirt was not enough to keep me from feeling
the pressure of her stiff little nips on my chest.  Kim
sucked in her breath, which made her tits lift and push
even more firmly.  I still had her by the wrist, and I
didn't know I was clenching until she said, "That hurts
a little."

     I let up immediately, but she didn't raise herself
off me.  The minty freshness of her breath was all I
could smell, and I looked into her big brown eyes.
Suddenly I knew I had to kiss her.

     Her mouth was slightly open when mine touched it.
She stiffened in surprise but she didn't pull away.
After a moment she began to kiss me back.

     "That felt funny," she whispered, our lips still
close enough that hers made a buzz on mine.  She still
didn't offer to pull away.

     "Doesn't taste like garlic tonight, at least..."

     She made a face at me, and raised her hands to my 
chest, but she didn't push, just let them lay there, 
touching me while we looked at each other from about 
six inches away.

     "I saw a little," I confessed.  I could see that  
she was almost beet-red now, but if she was so 
embarrassed, why didn't she try to pull away?  Why 
didn't she go back to her own room?  How come she was 
staying here with me?

     I put my hands on the small of her back, reaching
inside her robe.  The t-shirt had slipped up a little
and I was touching her bare skin.  My fingers brushed
the elastic waistband of her little panties.  Not the
thong she'd worn for her date with Todd, but nothing
she'd have worn in public, all the same.  Her skin was
warm, slightly moist.  I thought I could feel it
tingling under my fingertips, as if she were blushing
back there, too.

     She looked into my eyes and this time it was Kim 
who kissed me.  It was a little, damp pecking kiss, 
just testing the waters.  I was glad I'd showered and 
brushed my teeth before going to bed and I hoped my 
breath was as fresh on her tongue as hers was on mine.

     "That felt funny, too," she said softly.  Then her
leg slid across my prone body and her eyes opened wide.
"Ohmygod," she giggled.  "What's that?"

     Without getting off me, she yanked the sheet down
and nudged the humongous bulge in my jockeys with her
knee.  "Holy shit," Kim said.  "Is that a cucumber in
your pants?"

     I took her hand and planted it atop my bulge.
"What do you think?"

     She giggled softly but she didn't take her hand
away even when I let go of her wrist.  Her fingers
traced the bloated shape of my erect cock.  "Can I see
it?" she asked coyly.  I didn't say a word.  She hooked
her thumb in the top of my shorts and pulled them
downward.  My cock swung free and stiff.  Kim's
eyebrows lifted.  "Jesus," she said, "I thought Todd
had a big one!"

     "Don't I get to see anything?" I countered.

     Kim smirked.  "I bet you already saw all I've got,
didn't you, Kev?  Oughta be ashamed of yourself, hiding
in the kitchen and peeking at me.  I thought I heard a
noise in there, and it was you all the time, wasn't
it?"

     "Not all the time.  He had everything off but your
thong by the time I got there.  I didn't get to see him
strip you down."

     "Bet you'd have gotten a boner watching that," she 
smirked.  "Even bigger than the one you've got now.  
Hmm, Kev, _did_ you get a boner spying on me?"

     My dick twitched.  Her little hand was a palm's
breadth away from it, lying on my groin.  I couldn't
help wondering where this was gonna go.

     Kim took hold of my cock, her small fingers
bending around it.  She pressed against the big vein
underneath.  "Your pulse is racing," she told me.
"Maybe you should get your blood pressure checked.
Wouldn't want you to have a coronary or anything like
that."

     I covered her hand with my own, pressed her
fingers into my throbbing flesh.  Slowly I made her
hand move up and down the length of my shaft.  She
sucked in her breath.  My hand dropped away, and she
kept on jacking me.  I kissed her again.

     "Should we be doing this?" she purred.  "I mean,
you're my brother ...  " But she didn't let go, and her
tongue emerged from between her lips, licked at my own
while we continued to kiss and cuddle.  I opened my
mouth slightly and her tongue slipped inside.  Her
juice drooled into me, and mine into her.

     I fumbled with her robe.  She wiggled her
shoulders and then she had to let go of me for a moment
while I worked it down and over her empty hands.  She
rolled onto her side next to me on the bed, just
looking into my eyes, wearing only her thin t-shirt and
skimpy panties.  My shorts were pulled down almost to
my knees and my cock stuck straight out.  It was
already leaking pre-cum when it touched her belly.

     "I better take this off," she said.  "Wouldn't
want to get pecker tracks on it," and she reached for
the hem of her t-shirt.  What did she know about pecker 
tracks? I wondered.

     "Let me." I pulled it up, baring her perfect
little A+-cup tits with their straining, pink gumdrop
nipples whose teats protruded like fingertips.  Again
my stiff cock grazed her tummy.

     "You like?" she said, stroking the backs of her
fingers over the perfect rounded curvature of one
titty, brushing the already-aroused nipple to what
looked like even more stiffness.

     "I like," I mumbled, with my mouth over the
nearest one.  Kim gasped as I sucked her and she
wrapped both arms around my head, holding me tight.

     A few moments later I stopped suckling her long
enough to wriggle the scanty panties down her lissome
legs, till they hung from one ankle and she was as
naked as the day she was born but a lot better
developed.  Her hand was back on my stiff cock, and she
didn't need any guidance.

     I rolled her onto her back and covered her body
with my own.  She was almost a foot shorter than I am,
and I was pretty sure she was a virgin or close to it,
but she knew what to do.  Her knees came up and her
crotch opened to me.  I eased into the gap of her legs
and ground my stiff cock against her pussy.  When I
wasn't kissing her, I was dipping down to lick and
suckle her puffy gumdrop nipples.  Every time my mouth
clenched on the swollen teats she gasped and thrust her
pussy up to meet the grinding rub of my aroused cock.

     "Better keep it down," I said, stifling her
murmurs with yet another kiss.  "Don't want Mom and Dad
to hear and interrupt you again.  It would be hell to
get cut off twice in the same night."

     Kim giggled.  "Are you gonna fuck me?" she asked 
saucily.

     "Do you want me to?"

     "I'm not sure.  When I was with Todd tonight, I
really wanted to, but after we stopped I was kinda glad
I hadn't done it.  I'm just not sure.  Part of me wants
to, and part of me is afraid to.  It's like such a 
really big step..."

     I reached beneath her, cupped her ass cheeks, and
lifted her body to mine.  She tossed her head.  "Oh,
damn, you're making me _want_ to..."

     We rolled over, and she was atop me now.  Her body
pressed down on my cock, as if she wanted to break it
off.  I was jammed up against the shaved crack of her
young pussy and I could feel the wetness oozing from
her slice as she squirmed back and forth above me.  I
wasn't sure just how much she wanted to be fucked, but
I knew that I wanted to do it to her.

     She slithered down me, kissing my mouth, then my
nipples.  "Look," she said, "your tits get as stiff as
mine when I kiss them."

     "They're not tits, they're pecs," I told her.

     She took one in her mouth.  "They suck like tits,"
she smirked, and she guided my hand to her chest so I
could feel how hard her big pink gumdrops had gotten.
My fingers rolled around the thrusting nubs, keeping
them hard.  She bit back at my own aroused nipple, and
it felt good.

     Her tongue moved down my chest.  It was fairly
hairy, and she pulled the hairs with her lips.  Her
tongue slipped inside the hollow dent of my navel, and
her tits were lying directly atop my throbbing cock.
Was she going to blow me, the way she'd blown Todd on
the living room couch a couple of hours ago?  From the
twitching of my cock I wasn't sure whether I could
endure a sucking.  I just hoped she knew that when a
cock exploded, it shot out a thick hot load of cream.

     Her tongue was all over my groin, and now she was
holding my dick upright in both hands, stroking it
gently.  "Slow down a little, Kim.  You're gonna make
me squirt."

     "I hope so," my sister smirked.  "It would be a
waste of time if I didn't."

     Jeez, how much did she _really_ know about sex?

     Still holding my cock upright, she applied her
tongue to the balls first, making them wet with saliva,
then mouthing them shallowly, one at a time.  The
pressure was incredible.  "Not so hard," I told her.
Her fingertip stroked across the tip of my cock, where
sticky goo was drooling the way saliva oozed out of
Kim's mouth.

     She licked up the shaft, little wet strokes of her
tongue, and sometimes she worked her whole mouth around
the stiffened rod, as if she was gumming an ear of
fresh corn.  Her mouth got closer and closer to my
bloated cock knob.

     I touched the top of her head as her lips made
contact with the edges of my red tip.  She pressed a
kiss onto me, and her mouth opened wide.  She eased it
between them and started to suck it as if she was
eating a popsicle.  I groaned and thrust, trying to
shove my cock all the way down her throat.  I was two
heartbeats away from painting her tonsils white with
flowing semen.

     Kim lifted her head, a split second before I would
have blasted.  Her fingers clutched me, just below the
knob, and she squeezed.  The pressure inside my dick
abated, and I breathed hard.  "Where did you learn
that?" I asked, not believing she knew how to do it.

     "From my last boyfriend," she beamed.

     "Didn't know you had a boyfriend before Todd.
When did Mom and Dad let you date?"

     "We didn't date, we just fooled around a little
after school," she said.  "What Mom and Dad didn't know
didn't hurt them, now, did it?"

     Hmmm.  There were some deep currents under the
still waters of my kid sister, or so it appeared.  So
had she actually already fucked some guy?  She sure
didn't act like it when she and Todd were getting
ready, but obviously I didn't know as much as I thought
I did about my sister.

     Her hand kept on working my cock, and I felt the
cum-urge starting to build again inside me.  I wanted
her to get me off, in the worst way, but my hands were
also itching to get busy on her slim young body.  I
don't think I ever wanted a girl, not even Ashley
Miller, as much as I wanted Kim at that moment.

     "Let me do something to you," I insisted, holding
her wrist and stopping her in mid-stroke on my stiff
prick.  To underline it, I kissed her hard -- boy-girl,
not brother-sister -- and laid her back down on the 
bed.

     First I licked her nipples, sucking the fat puffy
prizes till she moaned and squirmed and ran her fingers
through my hair.  I even licked her armpits, tasting
the tangy sweat of her arousal.  My hand was between
her legs, clutching the shaven plump bun of pussy, my
finger stroking insistently at her dripping crack.  The
tip of one finger slipped between the smooth wet lips
and I first touched the hot inner arousal that awaited
me there.

     She writhed on the bed as my finger went deeper.
God, she was tight inside!  I couldn't feel a cherry,
and I was a little disappointed to think that Kim had
already been had, but she was so tight that nothing but
a needle dick could ever have fucked her before
tonight.  As I probed her deeper, she made whiny,
whimpery noises, and I put my other hand over her
mouth.

     "We definitely don't want to wake up the folks," I 
warned her.  "Maybe this isn't such a good idea, 
fooling around tonight, right here in the house and 
everything."

     She squeezed my finger with pussy muscles I'd
never known girls had.  "Too late to stop now, big
brother."

     "Well, at least chew on my pillow some, if that
will keep you from squealing," and with that I took my
finger out of her cunt and stuck my face between her
legs.

     Her cunt opened to the touch of my tongue and she
thrust it up into my face as if she was fucking me for
real.  "Ohhhhh ...  " she gasped, the sound slightly
muffled by the pillow she had stuffed into her mouth.

     I spread her tight, delicate mouth until the
little pearly button of her clit was visible.  It was
tiny and pink, glistening in the dim light of my
bedroom.  First I stroked around it with the tip of my
thumb, and then I kissed her right on it.  She moaned
some more, and I could tell even without looking that
she had crammed more of the pillow into her mouth.

     Then I licked back and forth across the tip of her
clit, while she squirmed and moaned and gurgled.  I
kissed it again, suckled it the way I had suckled her
fattened nipple.  It wasn't as big as her nipple but it
was a lot more excited.  My finger probed again at her
pussy, found it wet and dripping, eased inside with a
little less resistance than I had met before.

     "Ohmygod," Kim gasped, "nobody's ever done
anything like that to me before..."

     Yeah, I remembered her trying to get Todd to eat
her pussy, but he hadn't been interested.  The dumb
ninth-grade fuck!  Kim's juicy wet punani tasted too 
goddamn sweet not to eat.

     She squished every time my finger slipped in and
out, and the smell of her juice was driving me wild.  I
licked down to it, and then into the tight mouth of her
pussy, thrusting even deeper than my finger had gone.

     Her slim thighs enfolded my head and she used her
hands to push my face deeper into her crotch.  I held
her open with my fingers and fucked my tongue in and
out, licking up from time to time so I could bathe her
clitoris again.  If Ashley Miller was here, she'd be
proud of me.  She'd taught me to eat pussy, back in
eighth grade, and I think she had done a good job.  The
juice flowing out of my sister's aroused cunt told me I
was doing it just right.

     Kim squealed, shrilly, pumping my face with her
hot wet punani, and I got my hand over her mouth before
she shrieked out loud.  Her body convulsed and her
pussy ate my finger in guppylike swallows.  Her drool
coated my hand, and she bit me a few times, but I held
on, continuing to suck her clit and finger her snatch
until the orgasm worked its way through her body and
she lay twitching and whimpering on the bed.

     I raised my face.  "Oh, Kev," she sobbed, tears
rolling down her cheek, "you did it, you really did it,
you made me come!"

     We came together and she kissed her pussy juice
off my mouth.  "I taste _good_!" she said in a
wondering tone.  My stiff dick kept bumping her in the
belly.  "Do you want to fuck me now?" she added, giving
my cock a slow, sexy jerk.

     More than you could imagine, Sis!  I thought, but
I knew it was a _really_ bad idea.  As much as I craved 
to put my cock where my tongue and finger had already 
been, six inches up her slick wet pussy, it was 
flirting with disaster.  She was so tight there's no 
way she could have kept from screaming out loud when I 
slipped it to her, and we'd get caught for sure.

     "We better not," I told her.  "Oh, Christ, I wish
we could ...  but Mom and Dad are sure to catch us."

     "But it's so big and stiff.  I know it needs to
get off.  And you were _soooo_ good to me ..."

     "I think you know what you could do, Kim." I
covered her hand where it was still jacking me.  Jeez,
the way I felt I couldn't have lasted two strokes in
her hot tight cunt anyway.  If she wanted to jack me
off, it would at least ease the pressure in my balls,
and that's what really counted.

     Looking into my eyes, she began to jack me.  I
kissed her again.  Kissing her was almost as exciting
as eating her.  She must have done a lot of 
after-school fooling around before Mom and Dad started 
letting her date.

     "Oh, shit," I said suddenly, as my balls went
ping!  and my belly turned over, inside out.  Cum began
to gush from the end of my dick, splashing hot and wet
against Kim's stomach.  She broke off our kiss and
stared down, as what looked like a pint of wet white
cream exploded out of me.  Her teeth chattered, and she
jacked me more excitedly, her fingers covered with the
sticky juice of my lust.

     "Now we're even, huh?" she said almost shyly,
still holding on to my cock even though it had begun to
go soft.

     After the force of my climax there was no way that 
dick could stay hard.  I felt like the stuffings had 
been jacked out of me.  But you know, it didn't get 
_limp_.  It kept on twitching and throbbing where she 
held it, and if it hadn't been for our parents hearing 
us, I think I could have managed to get it fully hard 
again and fuck her -- right then and there.

     "Are we, Kim?" I replied.  "Is this it for us?"

     Her brown eyes were enigmatic but she didn't say
anything.  She just held me tight, then kissed me.

     "I better get back to my room," she said finally.
"Will you be OK?"

     "Yeah, I'll be OK.  Will you?"

     Again, she didn't answer, just stood up and worked
her sweat-soaked, cum-smeared little body back into the
t-shirt, panties, and robe.  I couldn't help wondering
if anything like this would ever, _could ever_ happen
between us again.

     At my door, she stopped suddenly and turned back 
to me. "Kev," she said breathlessly, "I _have_ to do it 
the first time, _sometime_.   And when I do it the 
first time, I want it to be with you.  Nobody else. 
Just you."  And then she went out, not even waiting to 
hear what I had to say about it.

     Before I went to sleep I did something I hadn't
done in years.  I said my prayers.   And I said one
very special prayer.  I'm not sure how God felt about
that one, but it came from the deepest place in my
heart.


CHAPTER 3

     Breakfast could have been pretty hairy, but Kim
takes the early bus to school and she was already gone
by the time I staggered down to the kitchen for my
juice and Wheaties.  Mom and Dad had already left for
work, so I had the place to myself.  All I could think
about was last night, with Kim, on my bed.  Jesus, your
life can change in a minute!

     Yesterday morning I barely knew my sister was a
girl and today I was almost obsessed with how much I
wanted to slide between her smooth skinny thighs and
ease the swollen tip of my cock into her slick wet
pussy.  And she wanted it, too.  She'd told me so.

     Or maybe it was just me.  I was between
girlfriends and perhaps my innate horniness -- when
you're seventeen "horny" is the natural state of
things -- was catching up with me.  Leroy, I told
myself, we gotta find you a woman.

     I hadn't been serious about anybody since Ashley 
Miller, a couple of years ago, but we were long since a 
canceled item.  I'd dated and casually fucked a few 
other high school girls since then, but none that 
really meant anything more to me than the fucking.  
Being with Kim last night, I mean really _being_ with 
her, not just fucking some girl I barely knew in the 
back seat of my car, made me think about what was 
missing in my life.

     If it wasn't so near the end of term, I'd have cut
school.  But I needed the review time, since finals
were coming up in two weeks, so I forced myself to go.

     Big mistake.  I might as well have stayed home.  
You can see the junior high from every classroom on the 
east side of the building, and instead of paying 
attention to the review sessions, all I did was look 
out the window and wonder what Kim was doing over 
there, right this very minute.

     Maybe sneaking out with that dipshit Todd and
giving him the benefit of what she'd learned with me
last night?

     No, that couldn't be.  Not after what she told me 
when she was leaving my room.  But what if she was just  
bullshitting me?  Holy shit, there is nothing that can 
fuck up your sense of values quite like starting to 
wonder if you're starting to fall in love with your own 
sister!

     Of course, it did tend to put the upcoming chem 
final into perspective.  Like, who really gave a shit 
about chem?

     Still, it was all I could think about, and instead
of going to lunch, I got into my car and drove over to
JHS.  I knew Kim had late lunch there, and she was just
coming out of the main building, going to the caf, when
I arrived.  Her two best friends Bridget and Fiona were 
with her, a couple of annoying little cunts if I must 
say so.

     Bridget is a blackhair, even shorter than Kim.  I
call her Bridget the Midget, because she's not quite 
five feet tall and it always pisses her off.  She was 
in a pretty tight tank top, and I was surprised at how 
well her tits filled it out.  Little Bridgie was 
getting some rack on her.  I'd never noticed that 
before.

     Fi is taller, with dirty-blonde hair.  She and
Bridget look like Mutt and Jeff when they're together, 
with Kim midway between them.  Her skirt was as short 
as Kim's, showing off long legs.  The glasses made her 
look like an owl, but from the neck down she sorta 
looked feminine enough. Her tits were pretty small and 
she didn't have much of an ass, though.

     Damn.  I was starting to notice my sister's
friends as girls, too.  That was weird.  For years
they'd just been obnoxious chattering magpies who liked
to yak for hours and eat everything in the 'fridge and
make silly giggling noises -- cackling noises, in the
case of Bridget the Midget.

    Seemed like only yesterday that's all they'd been.
Well, hell, it was just last weekend they were both
over for the afternoon, and that's _exactly_ what
they'd been.  But nothing was quite the same today even
as it was yesterday morning.

     They saw me before she did, and they nudged her.
I had the suddenly horrifying thought that maybe she
had told them about last night.  There was just
something in the way they looked at me that made me
shiver.  It was as if the heavens were about to open up
and a big voice was gonna say, "Kevin Baker ate his
little sister's pussy and let her jack him off."  But
that was impossible.  She'd never have told anybody.

     It was the first time I'd seen Kim since she left
my room last night, and she flushed ever so slightly,
catching sight of me.  "Hi, Kev," she said. "What are
you doing here?"  Her friends just giggled, as if they
knew something I didn't know they knew, and that made
me feel even queasier.

     "Mom said I was supposed to take you to the
dentist at 12:45," I improvised, desperate for the
chance to be alone with her.  "Some kind of
appointment."

     "Shit," Kim said.  "I forgot about that.  We
better hurry if we're gonna get there.  I guess I'll
see you guys later," she told her friends.

     Neither of us spoke, going to my car, not even
after we were inside and buckled up.  Kim smoothed her
skirt down, as if she thought I was going to steal a
peek at her thighs, but it didn't cover much, even
smoothed down, and I did steal a peek.  Or three.

     There was a place up in the canyon, about a mile
from school. It was pretty busy at night 'cause this
was where everyone went to make out in their cars, but
nobody was here in the daytime.  Fuck of a lot it would
have mattered to me right then.

     I pulled under a tree and shut off the engine,
reaching for my seat belt snap, but Kim was ahead of
me.  She was already unbuckled and she just threw
herself onto me.

     "Missed you," she panted into my mouth between
kisses.  She guided my hands onto her ass, up under the
short skirt.  No thong, but her panties were pretty
skimpy.  I wasn't sure I liked the idea of her
flouncing around all day in such a short skirt, with
guys trying to catch a glimpse of her undies, but it
did make getting at her that much easier.

     We got into the back seat, Kim hanging onto me
like a leech. Lucky she doesn't weigh much, so it was
no problem dragging her.  She sprawled on the seat,
letting her fingers play across the titty-pointed front
of her pullover. I could see the outline of her bra
under it, but I could also see her nipples poking out
as big and stiff as if she'd not been wearing anything.

     I pulled her top up and kissed the cups of her
bra.  They were as sheer as Saran Wrap.  "Mom know you
wear stuff like this?" I teased, stroking her nipple
through the cup.

     "Don't be silly, Kev," she smirked.  "Who's gonna
see my bra at school, for shit's sake?"

     I lifted the bra and bared her pink-capped
titties.  They looked good enough to eat.  I bent my
face down and ate them, then came up for another kiss.
Jeez, kissing my sister was almost as exciting as
sucking her nipples!  You are in some deep shit, I told
myself, but I couldn't think of any reason to want to
be out of it.

     "We can't stay too long," she whispered into my
mouth.  "I have a quiz in English, next period.  That's
1:30, so we have exactly thirty-two minutes to do
whatever you plan to do to me, big brother."

     Fuck!  I wasn't even thinking about the time.  I
only knew that I wanted to be with her right now.
"Then I better hurry," I said, lifting her skirt and
sliding down her panties.

     In the daylight, her cunt was even prettier than I
remembered from last night.  It was a soft, doughy bun
between her legs, plump and smooth where she'd shaved
off the hair.  The crack was a vivid dent bisecting the
bun, waiting only for my fingers to open it and expose
the pink wetness within.

     "Ahhh," she sighed as I gently split her pussy and
let my fingertip slide between her fleshy lips.  She
was wet in there, and I coated my finger in her juices.
I smeared the juice across the throbbing tip of her
clitoris, then teased a finger just inside the hot
tight mouth of her pussy.  Kim gulped and thrust
herself at me, but she was so fucking tight ...

     I wanted to fuck her right there, with the big
hard dick that was about to split my pants, but I knew
I couldn't.  There wasn't enough time.  When I fucked
her -- and I _would_ fuck her -- I wanted it to be
exactly right.  And this impromptu get-together was _not_
the right time.

     Especially not with the goddamn clock running.
And I didn't even have a rubber with me.  There was no
way I was gonna put my cock in Kim without a condom on
it.  Not with the load that boiled inside my balls
every time I thought about her on my bed last night,
every time I felt her hot nipples rubbing me, her sweet
wet pussy slurp-sucking the tip of my finger.

     Between sucking kisses, with my finger still busy
inside her tight crack, she purred, "Twenty-five
minutes, Kev."  Her thigh slid between my legs so she
could rub it across the aching bulge of my cock.

     I took another suck of her nipples, then kissed my
way down her belly, onto the puffy bun of her cunt.
She really liked it when I licked her there, squealing
and giggling and pumping her pussy at me.  I believed
her when she said nobody had ever done that to her
before, but she acted like she was eager to get all of
it that she possibly could now.

     My tongue slicked into her crack, probing her
deeply.  Her pink punani was so wet it felt like she 
was pissing in my face, but I didn't care.  I'd have 
drunk her piss.

     "Let me do something to you," she panted, her
fingers scratching insistently over the swollen lump of
my cock, still trapped inside my pants.  She unzipped
me, tried to get it out, but there was no way she could
do that without unbuckling my belt and dropping my
pants, and we just didn't have room for it.

     So she stuck her hand inside and felt every 
throbbing inch of me, from my purple knob down to my 
twitching balls.  It wasn't really what I wanted, 
_needed_, but it was probably the best I could hope to 
get under the circumstances.

     I made her come with my mouth.  No question of
that.  She was as hot for it as I was to give it to
her, and she grabbed my head with both hands, forcing
my face deep into her crack.  She squealed and
whimpered and pumped my face with her pussy. I came up
with a wet chin.

     "So what are we gonna do for you, Kev?" she
whispered, touching the wet spot on my chin with her
finger.  "We only have sixteen minutes to do it."

     I undid my belt buckle and forced my pants down. 
"Jesus Christ!" Kim gasped as my cock swung out at her, 
stiff as a board, the knob as big and red as a cherry 
tomato.  It was the first time she'd seen it in the 
light.  Last night she'd groped and jacked it in 
near-darkness.  I guess maybe it looked as excited as I 
was, right now.

     She took it in both hands, looking up at me with 
moist eyes just before she puckered her lips and 
planted a big wet kiss on the dripping slit at the tip 
of my rod.  I knew she was gonna do it, but until her 
mouth actually touched me I didn't really believe it.

     I closed my eyes.  Oh, that felt good!  She kissed 
it again, her lips parting now, and the knob of my cock 
slipping into her mouth.  She couldn't take it very 
deeply but she sucked like she meant it. The pressure 
was almost unbearable.  I wanted to shoot my wad 
straight down her throat but I was afraid of drowning 
her.  So this was what she'd dished out to that little 
shit Todd last night!  It was too fucking good for him.  
It was almost too good for me.

     Her wet mouth moved shallowly back and forth,
increasing the friction.  I leaned back, eyes closed.
"Oh, fuck, Kim, you're gonna do it to me if you keep
that up..."

     "Thirteen minutes," she said breathlessly, raising
her lips from my dick.  Her hand moved up and down the
shaft.  Looking at her cute face on the other side of
my engorged cock sent a twitch through my balls.

     She lowered her head and kissed me on the nuts.  I
groaned. Her lips were warm and moist and she made them
flutter like an insect flipping across my balls. "Does
that feel good, Kev?" she asked innocently.  "Oh, I'm
glad!  It was just something I thought of, y'know?"

     "Do it again," I said hoarsely.  This time she
opened her mouth and let one of my balls slip inside.
She looked up at me, her eyes quizzical.  "It feels
fantastic, Kim.  But don't bite..."

     She giggled, sucked a little more.  My nuts banged
together inside the sac.  My whole body shuddered, but
especially my cock.  Kim stroked her fist up and down
my shaft, and I knew it was time.  "Gonna cum," I
gasped.  My balls clenched.

     She grabbed her panties off the floor and wrapped
them around my cock just as the sperm started to gush.
She held it there tightly, jacking me up and down with
her other hand until I had nothing more to squirt.  I
panted and slumped back, drained for the moment.

     Kim unwrapped her panties and showed me how much
wad I'd squirted into them. It looked like half a pint
of creamy white cum.  "Now what are you gonna do?" I
asked.  "Did you bring an extra pair with you?"

     "No, silly!" she smirked.  "I'll just wear these.
That way I'll have your stuff next to me all the rest
of the day."  Oh, shit, the very thought of it made me
want to get hard again!

     She stepped out of the car and wiggled the panties
back up her legs while I watched.  "Mmm, wet and hot,"
she said, patting the soaked crotch till it molded to
the shape of her sweet shaved mound. "Hey, bro', you
better put that thing away and get me back to school!"
she added, pointing at my drained dick.  "I have an
English quiz in just nine minutes."


CHAPTER 4

     I couldn't concentrate on anything the rest of the
day. Chem reviews?  Fuck 'em.  I got a bathroom pass,
locked myself in a stall and spent five minutes jacking
another load out of my cock.  I only wished I had Kim's
panties to wipe it with.  At least it took some of the
edge off my horn and helped me get through till the end
of school.

     Fucking shit!  Mom was home from work a little
earlier than usual today, so there was no goddamn way I
could get some extra playtime with Kim.  She just gave
me a sad shrug as if to say, "Those are the breaks."
All I managed was a quick grope under her skirt while
Mom's back was turned.  Kim suppressed a giggle but I
could feel the stiff starchiness in the crotch of her 
panties, where my thick wad of cum had dried as it 
rubbed against the smooth slit of her young pussy.  It 
was all I could do, and the memory of that stolen feel 
made my tantalized fingers ache in frustration.

     "Aced my English quiz," she mentioned at dinner, 
while under the table she had slipped out of one shoe. 
Her bare foot was extended, right into my crotch, and 
she pushed insistently at what was becoming such a big 
bulge I just hoped I didn't have to get up from the 
table in a hurry.  Her eyes were angelic, but under the 
table it was a different story.

     Even worse, her annoying friend Fiona dropped by
about 7:00.  She had her book bag, overnight case, and
a stack of CDs.  "We have to study," Kim whispered into
my ear when I cornered her in the hall.  "And Fi's
going to sleep over."

     Bloody fucking hell!  I'd been counting on a 
post-midnight visit from Kim, like the one I'd gotten 
last night, but now it was totally out of the question!

     They disappeared into Kim's room and cranked up
the CDs.  How anybody can study with that Avril Lavigne
shit at full volume, I don't know.  So I just went to
my own room and hit the books too.  A little bone-up in
chem probably wouldn't hurt me.

    But I think I spent more time lying on the bed with
my eyes shut, just stroking my stiff dick, than I did
with the mysteries of the periodic table.  I'd already
spilled my cum twice today, but there were gallons of 
the stuff still remaining in my churning balls.  That's  
the best thing about being seventeen.  You never have  
to stop.  Your dick will fall off before your balls dry 
out.

     At some point I dozed off, with the book on my
chest and my hand inside my jockeys.  I dreamed, and it
was erotic enough to make the roots of my teeth hurt.
Kim and I were on a blanket out under the stars, there
was a warm, humid breeze blowing, and she wiggled and
pretended to fight me off while I attempted to stick my
dick in her.

     Suddenly I was balls-deep in her teenaged wet heat 
and her heart raced behind the little hard-nippled tits 
that pressed into my chest, and I was fucking her.  I 
knew it was a dream but Jesus, oh Jesus, did it feel 
good!   Her pussy was wet and hungry, like a thirsty 
mouth sucking on my cock.

     "I love you, Kim," I groaned in the frenzy of the
dream, "I want to fuck you forever..."

     She stuck her finger in my mouth and I sucked it.
Christ, what a realistic dream!  Her finger even tasted
of her pussy, as if she'd used it to stir around the
juices within herself.  It wiggled around inside my
mouth, my tongue lolling across it.  There was the
slightest scratch of her fingernail on the inside of my
cheek.  Talk about realistic!

     My eyes opened slowly and I realized that I _was_ 
mouthing her finger.  I automatically took hold of her 
wrist and then a wet sucking sensation at my groin 
caused me to look downward. Kim was busily slurping and 
mouthing the fat knob of my cock.

     "Shit," I said, "you really are here!  What time
is it?"

     "Half past one," she gurgled, the words slightly
muffled by my dickhead.  "Thought Fiona would _never_
go to sleep."

     "This is crazy," I told her.  "Somebody's gonna
catch us."

     She opened her mouth a little wider and slid it
downward over my rod.  She couldn't take me very deeply
but she took it sincerely.  Her drool flowed down my
shaft, into the hairs around the base, and she siphoned
as it she meant to draw my load.

     Still holding her hand, I lay back and let her
work on me.  It felt so goddamn good to be inside her
wet hungry mouth.

     While she sucked my knob, she used her hands on
the length of my dick, sliding them erotically up and
down.  From time to time she lifted her head and licked
rings around the end of my cock before taking it back
into her mouth.  She purred while she sucked, sort of
like a contented cat, and my breath was coming in short
gasps.  The whacking I'd done before my nap left me on
a pretty short fuse.  I could feel the need about to 
burst inside me.

     "Oh, wow, Kimmie," I husked, "you're gonna get a
mouthful of my stuff if you don't..."

     And then it squirted, straight across her lapping
tongue and down her throat!

     She tightened on me like a leech.  My cock pumped
and gushed, and I had both hands on her head.  I felt
like I was pissing a river of jizz into her mouth but I
didn't want her to stop eating it.  Hoarse, raspy
sounds coughed out of my mouth and I had to force
myself not to wail like a heavy metal singer.

     Kim kept on sucking till I was dry, but my cock
didn't go soft in her mouth.  Not a bit soft.  I pulled
her up my body and crushed her lips with a kiss.  It
didn't matter in the slightest to me that her mouth was
still sticky with the cum I had poured into it.  My
tongue went inside.  I was so far beyond caring it
wasn't even funny.

     We rolled on the bed, my hands all over her
writhing body. She was in her sleep-t and panties, the
robe lying on the floor beside the bed.  I lifted her
t-shirt and bared her titties, bent to suck the pink
gumdrop nipples.  My hand went inside her panties,
caressing the slick-shaved flesh of her pussy mound. I
could feel a little stubble coming in there.  Maybe she
needed to give her shave a touch-up.  Maybe _I'd_ do it
for her.

     Just the thought of running a sharp razor across
the hot delicate flesh of my sister's pussy kept my
dick in full, throbbing erection.  My balls were
drained for the moment, but I was still more than hard
enough to fuck her, right _here_, right _now_!

     I was sitting up now, and she slid astride me,
grinding her hot little crotch down against my swollen
cock. "Wish I could fuck you right now," she purred
into my mouth.  "Wish I could just spread my legs and
take that big dick where it wants to go ...  where _I_ 
want it to go ... "

     I thought of something Ashley and I used to do,
even before she'd let me stick it up her tight hot
hole.  Squirming, I turned Kim around atop me, lifting
her ass so I could slide the panties halfway down her
thighs.  She settled home, and my erect dick thrust up
furiously between her legs.

     The panties kept her thighs from spreading any
further, and it was a snug heat where her legs touched
the sides of my dick.  I cupped her tits and eased her
down plumb upon me.  "Now squeeze your thighs
together," I told her.

     She did, and the moist flesh around my cock was
almost like being inside her pussy, I was pretty sure.
"Oooh," she giggled, "that feels wild.  Your stiff
thing is tickling my crack."

     I kissed her over the shoulder, my fingers busy on
her already swollen nipples, making them even harder,
even longer. "Now ride me," I commanded.  "Next best
thing to fucking."

     "It is," she agreed in wonder, grinding slowly and
sexily.  She started playing with the exposed part of
my cock, stroking it, squeezing the fat knob, pushing
it back till it pressed even more firmly against her
crack and clitoris.  Her eyes were closed and there was
a dreamy excitement on her face as we writhed together.

     God, please, I prayed, you've gotta let me 
actually _fuck_ her! This stuff is great, but I _have_ 
to get it inside her.  Don't let me down!  I'll be a 
saint for the rest of my life if you just let me fuck 
Kim!

     She squeezed her thighs rhythmically as she rocked
atop my lap, her ass grinding against my lower belly,
her sweet little tits lifting to my eager hands.
Between over-the-shoulder kisses she whispered into my
mouth, "Do you really love me, Kev?  Do you _really_
wanna fuck me forever?"

     Oh, shit, I thought, that part hadn't been a dream 
either!  I really had said it out loud, while she was 
fooling with me in my sleep.  And she had heard it.  
But Kim just giggled, and her fingers stayed busy on my 
cock where it stuck from between her clenching legs.

     The frotting was sweet and hot, though it only
made me that much more eager to bury my dick inside my
sister's pussy.  She was the sexiest girl I'd ever been
around.  She seemed willing to do anything.  And
getting caught seemed almost worth it, if the upshot
was that I got to fuck Kim first.

     But getting caught was the last goddamn thing I
needed to do, and we were already taking too many
chances, what with Mom and Dad and that ditzy Fiona all
in the house.  I moved my hands down to Kim's slender
thighs, stroked the warm smooth feel of them because
the touching gave me so much pleasure, then squeezed
them together even more tightly around my cock.

     A moment later I lay back, stretching out flat,
and I brought her with me, so that she was prone atop
me. I still held her by the thighs.  The angle brought
my cock into even closer contact with Kim's shaved
crack, and I could feel the wetness oozing out of her
as I frotted her back and forth.

     She had already started to pant and gasp atop me,
and I silenced her whimpering sounds with a kiss.  One
of my hands went over to tickle her clitoris, which
made her squeal ever so softly around my thrusting
tongue, and then I felt her body shudder in climax.
She shivered and trembled and kissed me wildly.  Her
thighs tightened and squeezed around my cock and my
load went spurting into the air only to fall back onto
Kim's legs.  I kept thrusting between them till I went
dry, so drained my nuts ached yearningly.

     It was time for Kim to go back to her own bed. As
much as I really hated to see her leave, it had to be
so.  I wondered what it would be like to go to sleep
with her in my arms and wake up to her kisses in the
gray morning hours.  Holy fucking God, I told myself,
I can't be falling for my own goddamn sister!

     ***

     I was alone again in the morning, like always. Kim
was already off to school and our folks to their jobs.
Life was such a bitch.  Before too much longer I'd be
getting up in the morning and going off to some job I
hated.  But I still had senior year to live.

     At the breakfast table I slurped down some coffee.
I hadn't been getting enough sleep the past couple of
nights.  It was bound to catch up to me sooner or
later.  But I could handle it.

     Next thing I knew there was a knocking at the
kitchen door, and I got up.  It could have been a
Jehovah's Witness handing out tracts, but it was almost
as bad.  Standing there was my sister's friend Fiona.

     "Kim's not here," I told her.  "You should know
that.  Didn't the two of you leave for school
together?"

     "I had to come back -- I forgot my fucking algebra
homework.  Kim said you could give me a lift back to
school. I'm cutting study period, so I don't have to be
there till 9:15.  Would that be OK?  I'll just run up
to her room and get my stuff."

     Fiona's a squirrely chick, taller than Kim,
skinnier, not nearly as cute.  She's a dirty blonde who
wears these big round glasses and could use a little
training on how to put on makeup.  I wouldn't fuck her
with your dick, not that the idea had ever occurred to
me in the first place.  I just pointed with my thumb
toward Kim's bedroom.

     It was 8:20, and I needed to be at school myself
by 9:00. I'd already showered and had my pants on, so
all I had to do now was get into my shirt and shoes.
I'd just stuck my foot into the right Nike when Fiona
appeared in the doorway.

     "What the fuck?" I said.  She wasn't wearing her
glasses.  Or any thing else except her own shoes.  In
one hand she had some papers, and in the other her
t-shirt, bra, panties, and jeans.

     Naked, she looked better than I would have ever
thought.  Her tits were still on the small side, but
her hips had filled out some, and her bare legs were
not bad.  Between them, flossing a fat little mound,
was a thick puff of dark hair that proved she knew
where her mom kept the bleach at home. It wasn't thick
enough that I could not see her crack showing through
the hairs.

     "I saw what you and Kim did last night," she said,
rushing out the words till it sounded like one
exhalation, "and if you don't do it to me, I'm gonna
tell everybody."

     Oh, fucking shit!  The worst goddamn thing that
could possibly have happened _had_ happened!  "You
sneaky little cunt," I said, but a hell of a lot of
good that did.

     She dropped her papers, her clothes, and came to
me, head tilted to one side, her lower lip trembling.
She reached out to touch my bare chest when she was
close enough, looking as if she was still afraid I
might slug her.  Christ, I was mad enough to do just
that!  The brown buds of her nipples were pointed and
stiff.  A little bead of sweat was about to drip from
the tip of the one nearest me.  She lifted herself onto
tiptoes and pressed a tentative kiss onto my jaw.

     You fucking little cunt! I thought.  You're giving
it to me up the ass and you want me to kiss you too?

     Instead I grabbed her nearest titty and dug my
fingers into it.  She yelped.  It was a good thing
there was nobody else in the house but us.  I just
hoped none of the neighbors had their windows up or
their A/C turned down.

     I tweaked her nipple until her eyes filled with
little stinging tears.  "Ohhh ... " she gasped, and
then I felt like shit for hurting her.  I've never hit
a girl in my life, but if there was ever a time it
seemed that it could be justified, this was that time. 

     My fingers rolled around her nipple, stretching it
till it seemed an inch long.  With my other hand, I got
a fistful of her pussy.  Fuck! she was leaking juice
already!  It oozed onto my palm.  Her pubic hair 
crackled around my fingers.

     "Eat my pussy," she said huskily, "like you did
Kim's.  I mean it, Kev, I'll tell on you if you 
don't..."

     Well, fuck!  If that's what she wanted, that's
what she'd goddamn get! I picked her up -- she didn't
weigh 95 pounds -- and plopped her ass down on the edge
of the table, then spread her thighs and went to my
knees.  I stuck my face up between her legs and started
to lick her fuzzy cunt.

     She tasted like fruit.  It didn't occur to me till
a lot later that she must have used some kind of
strawberry douche to get her pussy all kissing-fresh.
If I'd thought about that, it would have told me
something.  But I wasn't really thinking.  The scent of
her cunt was sweet and fragrant, and she didn't taste
bad at all when my tongue slicked through her crack and
whipped the little pink button of her clitoris.

     She fell back across the table and I rose with
her, shoving my mouth further into her berry-like cunt.
One of her legs curled around my neck and she had both
her hands in my hair.  "Oooh," she whined over and
over, "do it some more!"

     My pants were starting to feel a little tight, and
I knew it was because my dick was getting hard.  I
could think about fucking my sister without a blush,
but it was kinda embarrassing to realize that I was
getting a boner while eating out one of her annoying
friends.

     It wasn't Fi that was making me hot, though -- it
was the juicy fruit taste of her pussy.  I pretended it 
was Kim's cunt and I kept on licking, stabbing my 
tongue repeatedly up her tight wet hole while I thumbed 
her clit.

     "Enjoy this while you can, you little whore," I
murmured as she began to come.  "You try this shit on
me again and I'll wring your fucking neck."

     I don't think she heard me.  Fi was squealing and
bouncing her ass on the table top, while her leg
crooked around my neck almost tight enough to strangle
me.  I jammed a couple of fingers into her twat and
glued my lips to her clitoris, and she got so wet it
was like she was pissing on my fingers.

     Flushed, her face dripping with sweat, Fiona
looked up at me with glazy eyes.  "Wow," she said.
"It's true!  You really do know how to eat a girl to
the moon and back."

     My dick was rigid inside my pants. I opened the
waist button and slid the zipper down, letting it swing
out, all big and red and stiff.  "Do something for
this, now," I told her.  "See if you can take me at
least to the space station."

     She sat up, breathing hard, her little nipples
sticking out like flagpoles. I'd never seen nips that
elongated like hers.  If only she had something other
than A-cup cushions for them to rise from.  I took a
nipple in each hand and pulled as if I wanted to make
them even longer.  My hard dick wobbled around.  "Get
to it," I reminded her.

     Fi took me in her hand but she trembled so much
she could hardly hang onto my cock.  "Use 'em both if
you have to," I suggested.  "Maybe you should suck it
some."

     "Maybe you should stick it in my pussy?" she
countered, her blue eyes suddenly blazing.  Damn!  I'd
never seen mousy Fi look so energetic, so alive.  Those
eyes almost made her pretty, you know?

     "Maybe I should," I agreed, and I got between her
legs.  I guided my cock down to the crack of her pussy,
using one hand to move her hairs out of the way.  "You
ever think about shaving that punani of yours?"

     All I intended to do was tease her some with my 
cock.  She was just a ninth-grader, and there was no 
way I could fuck her, especially without a rubber.  My 
knob slid up and down the crack of her cunt, snouting 
between her tight wet lips.  I opened them a little 
with my hand, baring the smaller, twitching pussy mouth  
deeper within.  My cock moved a little deeper into 
Fiona.  All I was gonna do was tickle her.

     And then she squealed and thrust back at me, and
before I knew it, I was halfway up her hot tight pussy!

     If she hadn't been so wet from my sucking I'd have
probably ripped her cunt, but she took me and she
squirmed on the table top, trying to get still more of
my dick inside her. Her hands were on my shoulders and
she bit her lip till a little red line of blood
appeared on it.  "Oh, yes, Kev, fuck me!"

     In for a penny, in for a pound, I thought, and I
shoved it home.  Her legs wrapped around mine and she
humped me back.  The table quivered and vibrated under
her, and I heard the crash as my coffee cup rocked off
the edge of the table and broke to pieces on the floor.
Even if I'd wanted to, I couldn't have yanked my cock
out of her pussy to go pick up the broken shards of the
cup.  I kept on fucking the little bitch.

     She was half sitting up now, and she pressed her
bleeding lip toward me as if she expected a kiss.  No
fucking way, Fi!  Her mouth brushed my cheek instead.

     Tears rolled down her cheeks.  "It hurts so good,"
she kept whimpering.  Her pussy was like the mouth of a
crocodile.  Somebody had been missing out on a lot of
decent fucking with Fiona, I decided reluctantly.  Even
if she was a miserable blackmailing little cunt.

     I fucked her in short strokes, unable to get
enough of my dick back outside her tight hole to give
her the kind of long thrusts my ass ached to deliver.
The friction was incredible.  She groaned, and her
pussy rippled around my cock, and I knew she was coming
again.  The little whore was as hot as a two-dollar
pistol and just as hair-triggered.  I pumped in and out
of her climax, my balls twitching with the need to
shoot some hot white juice.

     But I wasn't wearing a rubber, and the last 
goddamn thing in the world I needed was to knock up 
some ninth-grader.  A moment before my balls exploded, 
I fought my dick out of Fiona's pussy and then watched 
as my cum gushed onto her belly and thighs.

     With my fist I milked out the last drops and then 
I stood there panting as I glared down at my sister's 
blackmailing friend.  She just perched glazy-eyed, 
giving me that near-sighted stare, but she had to know 
she was splattered with a pint of hot sticky 
cock-cream.  Spittle frothed on my lips.  I was still 
mad enough to have bitten the whore in two.

     She had this really weird look on her face.  Her 
eyes were all damp and shiny, as if she was about to 
cry.  Cry?  Like I'd hurt her or something?  Jesus, I 
_hoped_ I had hurt the little cunt!  Teach her to stick 
her nose into something that was none of her fucking 
business!  She lifted one hand, the fingers slightly 
curled.

     For a moment I thought she was going to reach over 
and touch me.  No fuckin' way!  I chilled her with a 
look, or at least that was what I tried to do.

     I turned, stuffing my cock back into my pants.
"If that was what you wanted, bitch, I hope you enjoyed
it.  But you better get your clothes on now, 'cause I'm 
leaving for school in two minutes, with you or without 
you.  Means Jack Shit to me, either way."

     I think if someone had given me a gun right then,
I'd have blown her away.  I was too angry even to look
at the conniving little cunt.  I just zipped up my
pants, slipped into my shirt, and started for the door.
This could be really _big_ trouble for me and Kim, no
two ways about it.


CHAPTER 5

     At least I didn't spend the day at school thinking 
about how much I wanted to fuck my sister.  I had other 
things to consider now.

     Holy shit, that whole thing with Fiona had come 
straight out of left field!  I couldn't believe I'd 
eaten her, then fucked her sneaky little cunt on top of 
the kitchen table.  But, like, what other choice did I 
even have?  I was just minding my own business and 
there she was all of a sudden, with a fistful of my 
balls.  Squeezing. 

     Fi must have sneaked out after Kim left the 
bedroom last night, followed her to my room, and 
watched us from the door.  Had Kim even shut the door 
when she came in to wake me with a blowjob?  Fuck, I'd 
never noticed!  The thought of that little whore Fiona 
peeking at us just made my blood boil.

     But now somebody knew about me and Kim, and that 
was definitely something to worry about.

     At home that evening, I couldn't seem to get a 
moment alone with Kim.  When she wasn't busy in the 
kitchen with Mom, she was in the living room with Dad, 
doing her homework.  It was almost as if she was making 
an effort to avoid me.  Had Fiona told her about it?  
Was she blackmailing Kim, too?

     I finally went up to my room and turned on a 
Cinemax movie.  It was about a guy who was screwing his 
boss's wife, only the neighbor lady found out about it 
and started putting the screws on him for sex and 
money.  The only way he could get out of the mess was 
to kill her and make it look like a random break-in, 
but then things started to go wrong.

     Shannon Tweed played the femme cop who was 
investigating the murder.  She whipped out her big fake 
tits for a hot and heavy makeout scene with the killer 
-- the kind of almost X-rated action that used to make 
my dick get _sooo_ stiff --  but I hardly even glanced 
at it.  I was 'way too busy making notes.

     A little after midnight I had just gone into my 
bathroom to take a leak when there was a quick rap-tap 
on the door.  Before I could say anything, Kim bounced 
in.  She was in her pink robe, but it wasn't even 
fastened and there was nothing but Kim under it.

     "Missed you so much," she purred, tiptoeing up to 
kiss me.  She looked down at my dick.  "Did he miss me 
too?"

     "Christ's sake, I was trying to take a piss.  Can 
we have a little privacy around here?"

     "Oh, Kev, you're funny!  Like, I let you cum in my 
mouth and you're shy because I might see you making 
pee-pee?"  She giggled.  "Well, why don't you do it?"

     I aimed my dick down and let it shoot.  She 
slipped her arm around my waist and snuggled close 
behind me.  Midway through the pissing, her hand was on 
my dick.  She wiggled it a little, making it spray all 
around the bowl.  "Make me piss on the floor and you'll 
have to mop it up," I growled.

     "Oh, screw you, this is fun!"

     She shook me dry when I was done, but she was in 
no hurry to stick it back in my pants.  Neither was my 
cock, because it had already started to get hard from 
her constant playing.

     "Kim," I said firmly, catching her wrist, "we need 
to talk about something."

     "Fiona, right?"  Well.  So she knew, too.

     I looked back into the bedroom, just in case Mom 
might have come in while we were in the bathroom, but 
the coast was clear.  I made damn sure the door was 
shut, and then I led Kim over to the bed and sat her 
down.

     "I know what you must be thinking," she told me in 
a breathy soft voice.  "But it's not that way at all."  
What the _hell_ was she talking about? I wondered idly.

     Her robe was open, but tonight she wasn't wearing 
anything under it -- just her pink perky tits and that 
slick fat little bunful of shaved pussy.  The way she 
sat, her lips were parted and I could see the shiny 
wetness inside.  I tried not to look, but I couldn't 
keep the one-eyed worm from staring, and it had the 
same old reaction where he was concerned.

     "She followed me," Kim went on.  "I thought she 
was asleep, but she wasn't.  Something must have given 
her ideas.  Oh, Kev, did you really fuck her in the 
kitchen this morning?"

     "What was I supposed to do?  The little cunt 
threatened to tell everybody about us.  I had to shut 
her up somehow."

     "What if she tells anyway?"

     "It'll be the last thing she ever tells," I said 
grimly.  The movie had been a big help.  I could see 
every single thing the guy had done wrong.  I wouldn't 
make any of those mistakes and I'd get away with it.  
They'd never make a movie about how I blundered and 
went to the chair.  No fuckin' way!  CSI could pack up 
their flashlights and microscopes and go home.  Columbo 
might as well take off the raincoat.  I had the perfect 
murder in full detailed outline.

     Kim's eyebrows lifted.  "It wasn't _that_ bad, 
fucking Fi, was it?  She said you made her come -- 
twice.  Once while you were eating her, and again when 
you had your dick in her.  Was it exciting?  Did you 
think of me while you were doing it or were you 
concentrating on her?"

     Her bare tits were brushing my chest now, with the 
stiff pointed nipples hot as little cigarettes.  She 
slid her leg over mine and brought her wet shaved pussy 
to rest against the upper side of my thigh.  She 
started to grind slowly back and forth, rubbing and 
frictioning me.  Her face came in closer, wanting to be 
kissed as much as I wanted to kiss it.  If I hadn't 
been so goddamn horny I might have thought a bit more 
clearly.  But I could smell Kim's pussy now, and it was 
driving me fucking crazy.

     "You know," Kim added, "Fi has a little bitty 
crush on you.  Ever since we were in sixth grade.  
Sometimes when she'd stay over, we'd sit up giggling 
while she made up fantasies about how you had suddenly 
decided you wanted to fuck her, to make her into a real 
woman..."

     Holy shit!  I had a shivery feeling.  It had never 
occurred to me that anyone in the world might be 
fantasizing about _me_, especially a dumb ugly kid like 
Fiona. "You're kidding, right?"

     Kim shook her head. "Did you know you got her 
cherry?"

     "No fuckin' way!  I didn't see any blood on my 
dick or anywhere else."

     "Well, girls don't _always_ bleed, the first 
time," Kim insisted.  "Didn't you learn anything in 
sex-ed?  Fi never did it with anybody before.  Well, 
she gave a guy a handjob once, but that really doesn't 
count, 'cause she didn't even like him that much.  
She's wished for years that you'd be the one to do her 
first, and you came through, Kev.  So was it good for 
you?"

     Well, I guess Fi's fantasy had come true, hadn't 
it?  I could still remember vividly how her pussy 
sucked like a hot wet mouth around my cock, so tight 
and hot I could barely move it inside her.  And I 
remembered the sight of my thick load blasting onto her 
belly, her dark pussy hair.

     And there was no denying she had come like a real 
woman.  I could not forget the snap of her pussy around 
my cock as she gasped and erupted.  I'd never had my 
dick in a girl who had come so big and so fast.

     Fuck that.  It was just too goddamn weird.  I sure 
didn't fantasize about _Fi_.  And I had my hands full 
of something that went 'way beyond fantasy.  Kim.  "The 
hell with that fucking bitch Fi," I told my hot, tingly 
sister, grabbing for her.

     We rolled onto our sides, dry-humping frantically 
at each other.  My bed rocked, and it's a wonder the 
sound didn't wake up our parents.  The mattress groaned 
and squeaked.  Kim's legs spread, made room for me, and 
I mounted her.  She pressed the length of my stiff cock 
against her slit for some more of the frot-fucking we'd 
tried out last night.  It was nowhere near as good as 
being inside her, but it was still as close as I dared 
to get.  Oh, Christ, was I _ever_ gonna get the chance 
to bury my dick in that hot wet pussy of hers?

     Kim led the way, turning me over and riding me a 
while.  Her pussy stroked my cock from knob to balls.  
The ache inside me was indescribable.  Then she lifted 
and did a quick reverse, shoving her wet cunt down into 
my face while she took my cock in both hands and 
started to lick it even more wetly than her pussy had 
slithered along its length.

     I got the idea pretty quickly and shoved my face 
up her crotch.  I spread her cheeks, baring more of her 
tight hot slit, opening it up with my thumbs.  I licked 
her clit, wiggled my tongue into her pussy mouth, even 
went up to nuzzle and worry the tiny tight pink of her 
asshole.  There was a berry-fresh taste to her pussy 
tonight that reminded me instantly of Fiona.  They must 
use the same brand of douche.  What the hell, it tasted 
good!

     Meanwhile, Kim was sucking my knob and jacking me 
with both hands. She seemed in a hurry tonight, even 
hotter for it than usual, but I was just as hot to give 
it to her.  My ass clenched and I thrust cock up into 
her face, as deep as she could take it, trying to push 
a little deeper.  My kid sister was a pure natural when 
it came to sucking cock.  All she needed was some 
practice.  If she hung around me, the way she had been 
doing, she was bound to get it.

     My load erupted within her sucking lips and I 
closed my eyes.  It felt just as good as ever, shooting 
in Kim's mouth.  She seemed to like it too, because she 
tightened her lips and sucked till I had nothing more 
to squirt.  I could hear the gulping as she swallowed 
my load.  Damn, there is nothing more exciting than 
that sound!  She kept on sucking, teasing my balls with 
her fingers, even though my nuts were dry for the 
moment.  I didn't go soft at all, not the way she was 
sucking on me.

     Didn't seem fair not to give her a little 
something, so I ate her in earnest, spearing my tongue 
up her pussy, drooling spit onto her pink anus and then 
polishing it with my lips.  She wiggled a lot, and her 
cunt got even tangier, and then she just swamped me 
with her wet heat.

     "Hold it down, for Chrissakes!" I whispered. 
"Someone's gonna hear you if you make so much noise."

     "Can't help it," Kim sighed.  "It just feels 
_sooo_ good when you make me cum..."

     We snuggled under the sheet afterward.  It was 
great to hold her that way, just like a honeymoon 
couple, our naked bodies moist and sweaty and funky 
from sex, dueling with our toes under the sheet.  But 
there was a bleach-blonde snake in the grass.

     "What about Fiona?" I asked her.

     "I can control her," Kim promised.  "I know things 
about her that she wouldn't want to get out.  If I have 
to, I can use them.  Oh, come on, Kev, it couldn't have 
been that bad, anyway.  She said you squirted your hot 
cum all over her when you got your rocks off.  Like a 
geyser popping!  Mmm, I wish it was me you had fucked, 
though.  Do you think we're _ever_ gonna get the chance 
to do it?  To really do it?"

     Before I could answer, I heard the sound of a 
telephone ringing, here in the house.  Automatically I 
glanced at the clock.  It was a few minutes after 1:00 
AM.  The ringing of a telephone wasn't a good thing at 
that hour.  I shushed Kim with my finger, because now I 
could hear my mom's voice.

     Jesus, I thought, if she is that plain talking on 
the phone at the other end of the house, _how much_ 
noise have Kim and I been making while we played little 
pre-fuck games with each other in my bedroom?

     More voices.  Mom had awakened Dad, and they were 
talking in their bedroom, in soft voices.  You really 
couldn't hear anything definite, just be aware that 
someone was talking, and it could as easily have been 
the sound of the television.

     The voices died away.  In my bones I knew that 
something was up, that Mom was going to come to my 
door.  "Quick!" I whispered to Kim.  "Under the bed. 
Now!"  Her feet thumped slightly as she hit the floor, 
and then there was a scuffling sound as she rolled 
underneath.  Another tap-tap at my door, and then it 
opened, a few seconds on my side of good luck.

     "Kevin," Mom said from the doorway, "I saw your 
light was on so I thought I should tell you.  Uncle 
Harry died about an hour ago."  Mom's uncle, the only 
one she had left.  He was pretty old.  He lived back in 
Ohio, where all of Mom's family were.  I remembered him 
because he'd always give me a dollar when we visited 
there.  It was kinda sad to think that he was dead, but 
I knew that late night phone call had not been anything 
good.

     "Your dad and I will be going back for the 
funeral," she went on.  "I don't want you and Kim to 
miss any school, so close to the end of term, so you'll 
have to be in charge here while we're gone.  Do you 
think you can handle it?"

     That sound was my jaw hitting the floor.  No, I 
think it was the sound of Kim gasping underneath my 
bed.  All I could do was stammer.  "Yeah, I think I 
can..."

     Mom looked back out the hallway.  "Kim must be 
asleep.  Her light is off.  I don't want to wake her 
up, so we'll tell her in the morning.  We need to leave 
as soon as possible, and I imagine we'll be gone at 
least four or five days.  It would be easier to fly, 
but you know how your dad feels about that.  So we'll 
have to drive.  I'm going to leave some money, and the 
credit card -- for _emergencies_ only.  Under no 
circumstances are you to have any of your crazy friends 
over here for a party while we're gone.  Do you read 
me?"

     "Loud and clear," I said, in a slightly choked 
voice that couldn't help breaking, as if I was twelve 
again and had just started the change.

     "Yeah," Mom said, "I know how you feel.  Uncle 
Harry was the sweetest guy.  I'm gonna miss him too.  I 
wish you and Kim could come along to say goodbye to 
him, but you don't need to miss any school.  You just 
take care of things here, OK, Kevin?"

     "OK, Mom," I promised.  "I'll take care of 
_everything_."

     "Good night, then," she said, and closed the door.

     My heart was in my throat.  Kim slid out from 
under the bed and wiggled back under the sheet with me.  
"Four or five days?" she said, nuzzling my chest.  
"What will we ever find to do for four or five days 
together, all by ourselves, Kev?"

     Under the sheet she hand her hand on my dick, just 
idly playing with it.  But it didn't feel so idle to me 
as I began to respond.  _No_, I told myself, don't get 
fucking hard!  Save it.  I was gonna need every boner I 
could get, the next few days.  No question about it.

     I had very definitely not asked God to help me out 
by killing a great-uncle, but for the first time in my 
life I truly believed that prayers _could_ be answered.  
Mine had.


CHAPTER 6

     It was a really weird day.  I mean, I walked
through school but I don't think I heard a single word
anyone said the whole goddamn time.  My body was there
but my spirit was somewhere else completely.  Partly I
was apologizing to good old Uncle Harry for being so
happy he'd died, because it meant I could _finally_
fuck my sister.  Nothing personal, you know?  But if 
this was what it took to make it happen, well ...

     I'd like to think he was glad for me, wherever he
was, but the more I thought about it, the less I really
cared.  Fucking Kim, on the other hand -- now _that_ I
cared about, and it was going to happen -- tonight!

     On the other hand, being at home in the evening
was a little weird, too.  Kim and I didn't talk much.
Both of us knew what was going to happen, and I think
she was a little scared.  I was.   Fucking your sister
is a big step.  We made small talk over dinner, cleaned
up the kitchen, and then Kim went to her room as if she
was being punished.

     But when she came back my eyes got really big.
She was wearing this filmy little nightie thing,
through which most of her was visible, and she had on a
pair of Mom's high heels, plus white stockings held up
by pink garters around her thighs.  It made her look
like something out of a sexy movie, and I sprang a 
boner at the sight of her.  So what else was new, this 
crazy week?

     I was sitting on Dad's recliner chair, sucking on
a beer I'd lifted from the 'fridge.  Hey, if the folks
are away, why not tap the booze supply just a little?
Otherwise, what's the point of their being away?  Kim
strutted -- there was no other word for the way she
walked in those high heels -- over to me and eased
herself down onto my lap.  I knew she could feel what
was waiting for her inside my pants, and she wiggled
her hot little butt down against it.

     "Easy," I said, slipping an arm around her,
"you'll break it off!"

     "No, I won't," she smirked.  "Gimme," and she took
the beer out of my hand, sipped a little from it.  She
made a face as if it tasted bad.  Handing it back to
me, she snuggled into position,  with both arms around
my neck, and we started to kiss.  But tonight we could
go a lot further than kissing.  She knew it, and
goddamn, did I ever know it!

     "You like?" she whispered, leaning back so I could
appreciate how sheer her nightie was.  "Fiona borrowed
it from her mom, but her mom doesn't know it's
borrowed."

     "Fiona?  Shit, Kim, why didn't you invite the cunt
over to watch?  Or did you?"

     Kim kissed her finger then pressed it to my lips.
"Oh, be good," she told me.  "She already knows almost
everything.  Anyway, her mom is kind of a slut -- she's
a cocktail waitress or a hooker or something -- and has
a dresser drawer full of stuff like this.  So I asked
Fi for a little help.  I thought maybe it would turn
you on."

     I stuck my hand up under the negligée and got a
fistful of her moist shaved pussy.  She squealed and
hit at me with her fists, but she wasn't fighting --
she was just making me work for it.  My finger slipped
between her tight lips and into the wet punani heat 
within.  Kim closed her eyes and stopped smacking me.  
She leaned her face closer and put butterfly kisses all
over mine.

     "Looks like it did," she smirked, grinding her hot 
little ass all over my boner.  "Mmm, is that thing all 
for me, Kev?  Am I really gonna get it tonight?"

     I glanced around her shoulder at the wall clock in
the kitchen.  It was half past seven.  Mom and Dad left
at 8:00 AM, so they should be in St Louis right about
now.  "It's already tonight," I said, standing up and
scooping Kim up with me.  "And yeah, I think you're
gonna get it..."

     ***

     Fucking her in our parents' bed seemed a little
extreme, but my bed and Kim's were both too narrow and
cramped.  OK for making out, but not for what I had in
mind.  I put towels on the sheets, remembering how it
had been when I popped Ashley Miller's cherry back in
eighth grade, but Kim just looked at me.  "You'll thank
me for it," I assured her.  Then I took her hand and
pulled her down onto the mattress.

     I really wanted to do it, but I didn't want to
rush things.  First of all, I needed to get her warmed
up.  Shit, when was Kim ever _not_ warmed up?  She was
all over me as soon as I got stripped down to my
shorts.  She slid them down and started sucking my
cock.  I had to yank her back off it to keep from
shooting my wad 'way too soon.  She came up, saliva
dripping from her lips, her breath exhaling in little
panting gasps.

     "I think I'm ready, Kev," she giggled, opening the
negligée and showing me how pink and puckered-up her
nipples were.  She cupped one from beneath, stroked my
hair with the other as I bent to suckle her just like a
baby nursing from its mama.  Kim purred as I fed on her
titty, and I was purring too.  My fingers gravitated
between her legs, finding that hot smooth crack once
more.  If the drip that oozed from her meant anything,
I wouldn't need the bottle of Vaseline I'd brought in
from the bathroom.

     All the same, I went further down and gave her a
good wet licking, which made her thighs clench and her
juices flow.  I flipped her over and licked up her
punani from behind, taking a side trip along the way to
rim her tight little asshole.  She seemed to like that
as much as I had when she did it to me.

     I fingered her butt for a few moments, and she
squirmed and moaned.  I couldn't help wondering if a
dick as big as mine would fit up that tiny opening.  It
was all I could do to get my fingertip inside.  Oh,
well, plenty of time to think about that later.  Right
now it was time to fuck Kim.  Yeah, I think it was
time, if I could trust the stiff painful throbbing in
my cock.

     One thing I would need, though.  I lifted my head
so I could kiss her again -- kissing her was more
exciting than any other girl I'd ever made out with --
and I reached under the pillow for the pack of condoms.

     I brought it up to her mouth. "Bite down," I
commanded, and she did. The sealing tore and the rubber
popped out.  It was pre-lubed and had a slimy feel, but
the coating would help me get inside her tight virgin
pussy.  I leaned over, resting on my side with my dick
sticking up, and started to put the condom on.

     "Let me," Kim suggested, taking it from me.  She
rolled the ring down over my cock knob, slick as pie,
then moved it down my upright shaft with both hands,
patting me as she slid it home, making sure it fit
smoothly.

     I raised my eyebrows.  "Thought you told what's 
his name the other night you didn't know how to use one 
of those.  Are you _sure_ you've been a good girl, 
Kim?" 

     "They taught us how to do this in sex ed," she 
explained.  "But I didn't want to act too eager with 
Todd, you know?  A girl ought to make the guy work a 
little for it  -- so he'll respect you.  But it's a lot 
more fun to put one of these on a real cock than on a 
banana.  Mmm, is it ever!"

     The bed was big, and just soft enough, with plenty
of room to stretch out and get wild.  There's a mirror
facing the bed, and as Kim slicked me into my rubber I
could see it all reflected in the shining glass.  Hmm.
What did our folks use that mirror for, anyway?

     I'd already slipped a CD into the stereo.  It was 
labeled "Romance Mix."  Most of it seemed to be a  
deep-voiced black guy chant-talking over disco-soul.  
Sounded good, though I really didn't need any music to 
get into the mood, and from the way she was squirming 
around and kissing her tongue down my throat, I doubted 
that Kim needed it either.

     My dick was so big and hard now that the condom 
ring pinched a little at the base.  I got up on my 
knees, cock sticking out fiercely.  Kim was on her 
back, wearing nothing now except the white stockings 
and black heels, and she let her fingertips glide all 
over me -- my face, my chest, my stiff nipples, but 
especially my rigid prick.   She stroked it like she 
owned it.

     The rubber was ultra-thin and none of the 
sensation of her touch was lost on me.  I bent down to 
kiss her, and she opened her legs at the same time, her 
shaved crack winking a pink "Come and get it!" at me.

     I settled into place, my cock lying atop her
trembling tummy.  I reached down to guide it, bringing
the big knob down to touch her moist crack.  She bit
her lip, opened her legs a little wider.

     "It's so big," she sighed, "do you think it's 
gonna fit inside me?"

     Oh, yeah, I was pretty sure it would fit.  I'd get
this beast up my sister's pussy if I had to use a
shoehorn.  All the tease and tantalization of the past
few days was about to pay off.

     I split her crack with my left hand, used my right
to ease the rubber-coated bulb into the smooth wetness
between her snug lips.  Her eyes got big as my cock
found its footing.  I didn't want to rush, to hurt her,
to scare her, but goddamn, I needed to _fuck_ her!  Kim's
knees bent, lifted.  Her pussy rose up to meet my cock.

     Still, she was so tight there was no question she
was a virgin, no matter what she'd done with me, with
her sort-of boyfriends.  From the rolling of her eyes,
the tossing of her head, the beads of sweat that ran
down her brow from underneath her short-cut chestnut
hair, I knew nobody else had been even this deep in her
before.

     I curled one of her legs around me, and she
clutched in automatic response.  The feel of her 
nyloned calf stroking my thighs sent twitches of 
excitement through my cock.  She kicked off her shoes 
and began to play me with her toes.

I leaned forward so I could kiss her, but careful not 
to let my full weight slam down on her prone body.  Her  
mouth fluttered beneath mine and she kept gasping even 
as we kissed hard and wet.

     My cock seemed to have a mind of its own.  Without
my even willing it, the knob snouted its way a little
deeper into Kim's cunt.  She moaned at the feel of it
but there was no stopping now.  I clenched my ass
cheeks then, and I thrust.  I was in her, to the balls.

     Kim's eyes were enormous and she squealed so 
shrilly I was _goddamn_ glad I had not tried to fuck 
her before, when we were not alone in the house.

     I ground my belly against hers, soaking my dick in
the wetness of her pussy.   She writhed beneath me, her
hips picking up the rhythm and starting to fuck back at
me.

     "Yes, that's it," she said in a choky half-voice.
"Oh, God, Kev, you're fucking me!"

    "No, baby, I'm just up your pussy.  _This_ is 
fucking... "  And with that I began to work my cock in 
and out of her.

     She was tight, 'way tighter than Fiona had been 
yesterday, but she was willing and eager, and her pussy 
muscles relaxed enough to allow me full, deep thrusts.  
Again and again I banged my cock down to the bottom of 
her hot tight box.

     Now she had both legs around me, and her hands on
my shoulder.  She looked like she was on an acid trip.
Her eyeballs turned halfway up in the sockets and all I
could see were the whites.  Her mouth was open but no
sounds came out.  Her face was so wet with sweat she
might have just come out of the shower.  I stopped in
mid-stroke, afraid I'd done something to her.

     "Fuck, goddamn it!" she suddenly gasped, the
eyeballs rolling back into place and the pupils staring
up at me.  "Can't you see I'm gonna come???"

     I don't know how I lasted as long as I did.  My
balls were bloated with lust and the rippling of her
pussy sucked insistently for my hot load.  Her heels
kicked at the backs of my legs where she held me in
that sweet skinny-thigh grip, and my dick just rabbited
in mostly short strokes.  I'd made her come enough
times that I knew the symptoms.  I just hoped I could
hold out long enough to come with her.  That would make
it perfect.

     She exploded first, squealing and slapping and
scratching.  "Fuckfuckfuck..." she wailed at the top
of her lungs.  Oh, sweet God, I was glad we hadn't
tried it when our folks were home!  We'd have been
busted for sure.

     I gave her a dozen more strokes and then there was
no use trying to hold back.  The end of the rubber
filled rapidly with the squirting excess of my cock.  I
came so hard I might have squirted the damn condom off,
but I could still feel the tight ring around the base
of my dick, so I knew it was safely in place. My knob
just kept throbbing and pumping out gush after gush,
while my balls clanged like gongs.

     Kim's orgasm subsided beneath me, and my cock was
dry.  I slumped downward, still holding my weight off
her writhing, panting body, and we rubbed our sweaty
faces and bodies together.  I reached under and cupped
the cheeks of her ass, pulling her even more tightly to
me.  I felt as if I would not be able to squirt again
for at least a week, but my cock stayed hard inside the
rubber, inside _Kim_, and the intimacy of lying atop her,
still fuck-joined, did nothing to make me want to go
soft.

     She was all kisses and purrs and strokes.  That
wasn't just sweat rolling down her cheeks.  I could see
she was weeping little tears as well.  "Did I hurt
you?"

     "No, silly," she shook her head.  "It was just
sooo good.  Oh, Kev, it was everything I ever hoped it
would be.  Can we do it some more?"

     I laughed, then wiggled my dick out of her wet hot
hole.  There was a little red streak on the rubber but
no other blood.  The towels on the bed hadn't really
been necessary, but being safe was better than trying
to figure out how to clean the sheets.  I rolled onto
my side, that stiff relentless dick sticking out inside
its rubber sheath, the cum-filled tip of the condom
bumping repeatedly on Kim's belly.  She glided her hand
over my wet face, my sweat-soaked chest, into my pit
hair.

     "Look at us," I said, jabbing her with my elbow 
and pointing to the big mirror.  We were all flushed 
and moist, our hair messy.  If we weren't buck naked, 
except for those sexy white hose and pink garters that 
adorned her slim legs, and me with a stiff, condom- 
coated rod pointing straight up to the ceiling, you 
might think we'd just finished taking first and second 
place in a marathon.

     Kim really glowed in the aftermath of fucking.  I 
just looked like an over-exerted jock who'd lost his 
comb, but Kim was absofuckinglutely beautiful.

     Thank you, God, for letting me get her cherry, I 
prayed silently.  No lightning bolts came down to 
strike me dead, so I figured it must be more or less OK 
with the  Guy Upstairs.

     "Let's get you out of this," she suggested, 
rolling the condom ring up from my nuts.  I warned her 
not to spill the jizz onto the sheets, but she seemed 
to know instinctively what to do.  She tipped the 
rubber over as she removed it, the ring uppermost, and 
she looked down at the end, sagging where it looked 
like half a pint of sticky white juice filled it.

     There was almost as much more cum viscously 
coating the shaft of my cock, as if I'd just fucked a 
gallon of body lotion.  Kim kissed me, then bent 
forward and cleaned me with her mouth.  My cock surged 
again as she licked it, sucked the knob between her 
lips and nursed it lovingly.

     I took the used rubber from her fingers, wrapped 
it in a rag, and tossed it into the wastebasket beside 
the bed.  Kim was still sucking my dick.  _Yeah_, I 
thought, _we can probably do it some more_, and I 
reached for the package of condoms.  Maybe it was that 
"Romance Mix," but I was definitely in the mood for 
love.

     ***

     Two more rubbers joined the first one in the
wastebasket before we got out of bed.  I was busting to
piss by that time, and Kim slinked right behind me into
the bathroom, holding me by the waist as if we were
doing the Locomotion.  She snuggled up behind me while
I stood at the toilet, reaching around to take hold of
my dick.

     "Oooh, I can feel it coming right through you,"
she giggled as she made my piss alternately rim the
inside of the bowl and splash in the water.  "It's so
much more fun to piss with one of these than it is the
way girls have to do it.  Wish I had something like
this to use in the bathroom."

     "Yeah?" I challenged.  "Then we'd both be feeling
like a couple of queers right now, wouldn't we?"  Kim
nipped me on the ear and gave my streaming cock a
little twist that sprayed the top of the bowl.  Lot of
cleaning up to do before Mom and Dad got back home.  I
just hoped we had the time to do it all!

     She shook me dry but she didn't let go, just
slicked my outer skin back and forth until I started to
harden up again in spite of being wasted.

     "We smell like gorillas in heat," I complained,
and it was pretty funky.  My pits were soaked and there
wasn't a dry centimeter of skin on my whole body.  Kim
let go of my dick and went over to the big tub.  She
put in the stopper and turned on the water.

     "Let's take a bath," she suggested.  "We'll save
water and do it together.  Just our thing for
conservation, mmm?"

     I watched her, bent over the tub, her legs apart
and the shaved pink perfection of her pussy showing
between them.  Damn, had I really been inside that
tight gash?  Had I rammed it to her and made her cum
her little teenage guts out while she swallowed my
tongue and massaged me with her pussy frenzy?  My cock
straightened out in a couple of heartbeats and its big
red snout began to point at the ceiling.

     So we piled into the tub together, splashing so
much I was glad I knew where the mop was.  Horseplay
turned into making out, which turned into another fuck.
Almost before I knew it, I was back up her tight hot
hole.  We splashed water everywhere, fucking in the
tub.  She fucked so good I didn't realize I'd forgotten
all about the condom until my balls shot another load
straight up her.  But there couldn't have been much of
it.  I was definitely ready for some Vitamin E and a
few oysters.

     Kim squealed, feeling the hot squirt of my wad,
and she climaxed again with her arms around me.  She
milked my cock furiously with her twitching cunt, but
there was no way I could keep it up after all that we'd
already done this evening. My rod went limp and slipped
out of her.  Bubbles of sperm followed it back down the
sheath of her cunt and leaked into the bathwater.

     "That's it," I told my sister, "I'm done.  Gonna
tie you down and gag you so I can get some sleep.  
We're never gonna make it to school tomorrow."

     "Dummy," she smirked, "you don't even know what
day it is.  You're so hot for my pussy you forgot it's
Friday.  No school tomorrow.  We'll just sleep late and
wake up fucking."

     I thought a moment.  She was right.  It _was_
Friday.  I got out of the tub and reached for a towel.
"I still need to get some sleep," I told her.  "You've
fucked me dry.  We'll start again tomorrow, but I've
had it for today."

     "Wimp," she sulked from the tub, then stood up,
all wet and shiny, with the water running down her
body.  I reached for her hand.  Maybe we could try it
one more time before we went to sleep, after all.


CHAPTER 7

     I guess I really was knocked out, because I didn't
wake up till noon the next day.  And only then because
Kim was licking my asshole.

     I'd gone to sleep on my chest and was still face
down. It felt like a wet mouse was trying to crawl up
my ass. I looked over my shoulder. "What the fuck are
you doing?"

     Her wet tongue speared at my butthole again.  "You
like to lick mine," she said, "so I thought I'd try it.
Anyway, you were on your stomach and I couldn't get you
rolled over so I could lick your dick.  Any port in a
storm, huh, Kev?  D'ja ever think about shaving?" she
added, picking a hair off her tongue before going back
to swab my asshole and the base of my balls some more.

     I rolled over, preceded by a dick I hadn't
realized was as hard as it was.  Her tongue must have
had some effect on me even if I was unconscious.  Kim
grabbed it automatically but moved her head back into
the fork of my legs and kept on licking my nuts,
occasionally taking one in her mouth so she could suck
it.  Oh, yeah, that little trick she'd invented the
other day.  Still felt good.

     She slithered up my body, naked and already
panting in excitement.  Goddamn, she was a hosebeast!
Now that she'd had it, she seemed to want it
constantly.  I wasn't sure I could keep up with the hot
little cunt my kid sister had become.  But I could
always try.

     We kissed while she handjobbed me.  "I'm serious,"
she said.  "You oughta shave.  I'm tired of getting a
mouthful of hair when I go down on you.  See how nice
mine looks with no fuzz?  Can we do yours, Kevin, can
we, can we, can we???"

     Oh, what the fuck! I thought.  I might get some
stares in gym class this week, but let 'em stare.

     I'm not a really hairy guy. Most of it is in my
crotch anyway.  Kim lathered me up, then started
dragging the razor through my dick hair.  "Careful," I
warned her. "That thing is sharp."

     "Never cut my pussy while I was shaving it, did
I?" she smiled.  "So I probably won't cut you either."

     I watched my pubic fuzz disappearing as she
stroked the razor downward.   She was careful around my
cock and balls, and it made things easier that my dick
was standing straight up.  Her hand on the shaft didn't
do a goddamn thing to make it wanna go soft.  As the
hair vanished, I could have sworn my cock was getting
bigger.

     "Turn over," she said.  "I wanna trim the hairs
off your nasty ass."

     First she shaved my cheeks.  The razor blade
tickled a little. Then she spread my crack and held it
open with one hand while she worked the razor in and
around my anus.  I clenched automatically, but I
trusted her. It was when she moved down onto my balls
that I started tensing up.

     And just then the goddamn telephone rang. I
reached for it, where it stood on the bedside table,
and I signaled Kim to cool it a moment. "Mom -- is
everything OK?"

     "Oh, sure, Kev, just fine.  We wanted to let you
know that we arrived.  The funeral will be on Monday --
they moved it back a day because a couple of the
cousins can't get here till then -- so we probably
won't be home until Wednesday.  Is everything under
control at home?"

     "Sure is, Mom!" I looked over my shoulder and down
my back at Kim, who was _sloooowly_ dragging the 
razor's sharp blade across the rear of my balls.  Mmm! 
She pinched me a little and I almost yelped into the 
phone. "Stop it," I mouthed silently at Kim.  She 
didn't stop.

     "Are you and Kim getting along? No fighting?  And
you're not planning on having your hoodlum friends over
for a party tonight, are you, Kev?" she added in a
voice that left no doubt as to the answer she expected.

     "Of course not," I said, and just then Kim stuck
her finger up my asshole.  My voice cracked on the
"not."

     "What's wrong?" Mom asked instantly.

     "Nothing. I just slopped orange juice on my
shirt."

     "Just so it's not on the floor! Is Kim there? I'd
like to talk to her."

     Whew! I jammed the phone at Kim, who lifted her
eyebrows. She slid her finger out of my butt and took
the receiver.  OK, you little cunt! I thought.  Now
it's _my_ turn!

     While she and Mom chatted, I bent down to suck her
nipples.   She shivered and put her arm around my head,
holding me close.  Her voice never quavered.  Hmm.  I
put my hand between her legs and tickled the shaved
pink slice of her pussy.  It was already wet.  Christ,
when was it _not_ wet?  My lips drew her nipple up sweet
and hard, and my finger wiggled into the moist clench
of her cunt.

     Her mouth opened in a silent O as I speared her
pussy and started tickling the interior walls, but she
never gave it away. "I guess we'll see you Wednesday,"
she said. "Love you. 'Bye." She clicked the phone off.
"Guess I'm better at you than keeping totally cool,"
she smirked, thrusting back with her pussy at my
finger's intrusions.

     "Maybe," I agreed, "but you're not better than I
am at sticking eight hard inches up that hot little
cunt of yours."

     "Six," she giggled, and then I was atop her,
replacing my finger with my cock. My freshly shaved
groin slithered against hers.  It felt completely
different fucking her with no hair on my own crotch.
She fought her way on top and rocked hard, taking my
thrusts home, time after time. Bending forward, she
brushed her hard-nippled tits over my face, especially
my mouth, till I had no choice but to capture and suck
them.

     Goddamn it, I thought, I forgot to put on a rubber
again!  But it was a little too late to worry, because
her twitching pussy had brought my cock to the breaking
point. I groaned and slammed and squirted.

     She slid off me, a little dribble of cum oozing
out her crack.  All the fuck-friction had reddened the
flesh, and the white bubbles of my sperm looked like
cream on strawberries.  "Jeez, I hope you don't knock
me up," she sighed.

     "Well, if you'd give me a minute to think, I could
grab a condom and put it on.  Oooh, I need to piss!"
It's usually the first thing I do in the morning, but I
hadn't had time to take care of it today, and now I was
about to bust.

     But when I got to the bathroom, my cock was still
so stiff I couldn't force the piss out, standing up.
So I sat down on the toilet.  Kim followed me in, and
when she saw me, she giggled.

     "Kev's pissing like a girl," she taunted.  "But 
look at me," and she stepped into the bathtub.  Beaming 
a big smile, she bent her legs and squatted a little, 
then let a stream flow.  She giggled like a little 
girl, but she sure didn't fuck like one.  Then she ran 
some water in the tub to flush it.

     "So what do you wanna do today, Kev?" she asked
innocently, sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her
legs open and her pink pussy mouth showing.  Hmm, I
wondered, what _did_ I want to do today?

     ***

     "I don't think so," Kim said, while I greased the
rubber she had slipped onto my stiff dick. Even though
it was pre-lubed, I was pretty sure I was gonna need
all the help I could get.

     "You want to try everything, don't you?  This is
the only thing you haven't done," I countered, rolling
her over onto her belly.  I bent down and started
licking her tight pink asshole.  She squealed when I
stuck my tongue into the snug opening.  She shrieked
when I replaced it with my finger.

     "No fucking way!" Kim said.  My finger thrust a
little deeper.  She went "Uhhh" and I could feel her
muscles relaxing.  My finger was coated in vaseline and
she really wasn't resisting in any case -- she was just
uncertain.  I reamed her for a few minutes, Kim
grunting every time my finger rotated inside her ass
clench, then took my finger out.  The hole remained
slightly agape, just enough that I thought maybe I
could make it.

     This was a first for me, too.  I'd never fucked a
girl in the ass -- never even wanted to.  But after a
morning of sucking on Kim and playing with her butt, I
just had this irresistible urge to stick my dick up it.
And though she kept making excuses, I knew her too well
by now to think that she wasn't just as curious as I
was.  Look at the way she'd played with my asshole.  I
was just glad she didn't have a dick to stick up mine,
because she'd have already done it by now, I was pretty
goddamn sure.

     I braced her knees apart with my own.  She lifted
her butt slightly, the hole starting to close up.
Better strike while the iron was hot and the dick was
hard.  I slipped one arm beneath her belly to hold her
in place. With my other hand I smeared a little more
vaseline on my rubber-coated cock, then pressed it
against her tiny butthole.

     The licking and fingering paid off now.  She was
relaxed, and the knob made pretty easy entrance.  Kim
shrieked, but it was a cry of surprise, not of pain.  I
stopped in mid-stroke all the same.  "Hurting?"

     "No," she said.  "Just feels -- funny."

     "Then this oughta knock you on your ass laughing,"
I told her, thrusting with my cock.  A moment later she
was chock full of me.

     "Holy fuck!" Kim squealed, beating with her fists
on the mattress.  "Oooh, you bastard!"

     But by the time I'd boned her about six hard 
strokes, she wasn't calling me names at all.  Sheathed
in rubber and vaseline, my dick moved in and out of her
tight anal passage, but the more I fucked it, the less
tight and constricting it became.  Kim grunted from
deep in the belly with every pump, but her ass was
pumping up and down, too.

     I pulled her up, till her knees were supporting
her ass where it stuck into the air, and I was above
her.  I fucked her like a horse, ramming down with my
cock and making full penetration of her butthole every
time.  She had her hands on her pussy -- shit, she had
one of them _in_ her pussy, or so it appeared -- at 
least four fingers of it!

I wanted to see that, so I yanked my dick out of her 
butt and reversed above her, then pushed home again.  
Yeah, that was better.  She was deep inside herself, 
Her fingers wiggled within her pussy.  I could feel 
them through the thin wall of flesh that separated her 
two bottom holes.  It was like they were giving me a 
handjob while I fucked her ass.

     "You better watch it, Kim -- get yourself
stretched so big you'll never be satisfied with
anything smaller than a '58 Cadillac!"

     "Shut up and fuck!" she said in a tight aroused
voice.

     I slapped her ass cheeks while my dick nosed in
and out between them.  Kim yelped with each whack, and
her pale skin turned livid red, even though I was only
spanking her in play.  My cock slipped out, and her
anus gaped, the black hole at the core of it seeming to
pulsate.  Before it could snap back into place I turned
around and gave it to her again, from above and behind,
the angle that let me go deepest, hardest.

     I never believed a girl could really cum from
being fucked in the ass, but of course Kim was giving
her pussy hell while I buttbanged her.  So it was the
combination which put her over the top.  She shuddered
and sank onto her belly, a wet hand oozing out of her
cunt.  I followed her down to the mattress and
rabbit-fucked the last mile of the way, until my cock
suddenly went nova and the condom filled up with 
gushing white seed.

     My body collapsed upon hers, my cock twitching its
last shudders inside her anus.  I could feel myself
starting to shrink inside the rubber, so I pulled out
before the damn thing had a chance to slip off my
softening rod inside her.  _That_ would be a hell of a
mess!

     I slid off her, touched the cheeks of her ass.
She just moaned.  "I'm too sore," she said.  "I can't
possibly do it again right now."

     "Boy, that's a first!"  But I couldn't keep my 
hands off her.  She was soaked with sweat, and her skin 
simmered under the moist coating.  I thought I could  
see steam coming off her.  I squeezed her butt cheeks, 
stretching, then closing, her.  She moaned again.  Her 
asshole was snugging up again, but it still gaped ever 
so slightly and there was a little wet smear of brown 
oozing outward from it.

     "We better get you to the bathroom," I said, 
picking her up off the bed.  I gave her a little kiss 
as she snuggled into my arms.  "A lot of guys are gonna 
tell you they want to do it, but I just want you to 
remember that I was the first one who ever really _did_ 
fuck the shit out of you, Kim!"


CHAPTER 8

     But afterward, we took a rest.  There was no more
pressure.  We'd tried everything at least once, found
it all pretty damn good.  Kim could probably have done
it again, but my balls were as sore as if they'd been
squeezed in a vise.  There really could be such a thing
as _too much_ fucking, and I needed to recharge my
batteries.

     Anyway, we had plenty of time.  Tonight.  All day
Sunday.  Fucking school on Monday, but afterward the
time was ours, and maybe the same on Tuesday.  I
watched a ball game and dozed a little on the sofa.
Kim would fuck with me while I was napping, just to be
a pest, but she knew I needed a little rest and she
didn't push.  We just did some of the making out we'd
been forced to stick with until we got the house to
ourselves, and it helped me get primed for the main
event that would be coming up tonight.

     Shit!  My eyes popped open and I was wide awake.
I'd used my last condom when I fucked Kim in the ass.
No nookie tonight unless I went out and got some more.
Fucking hell.

     "Better get a 12-pack," Kim smirked as I got the
car keys.  "Or maybe two.  I haven't had it in over
three hours and I may be insatiable tonight."

     "You're fuckin' insatiable _all_ the time," I
replied, giving her perky little ass a swat.  She was
only wearing t-shirt and a thong, and she squealed when
I spanked her.  When she turned I could see her nipples
were already up big and hard.  Yeah, a couple of
12-packs probably wouldn't be too many.  I got an extra 
$20 from the money Mom had left in the cabinet.

     When I came back, I could sense there was
something different inside the house.  What the hell
could it be?  Kim wasn't in the kitchen or the living
room.

     Her bedroom door was shut.  I knuckled it a couple
of raps then pushed it open.  Oh, Christ.  Her little
friend Bridget was sitting on the bed, while Kim
slouched at the desk beside her computer.  What the
_hell_ was that little cunt doing here?  Good thing the
rubbers, which I was still carrying, were in a bag.  I
stuffed it into the hip pocket of my jeans.

     "Hi, Kev," Bridget giggled, giving me a wave.
"How's everything going?"  She didn't just giggle, she
fucking cackled.  I didn't like the sound of that at
all.

     Bridget lay back on Kim's bed, propping herself up
on one elbow.  Her tits just seemed to spill forward as
she looked at me.  They seemed even bigger than when
I'd noticed them the other day, but it was mostly the
angle and the position.  She toyed with the end of her
shoulder-length black hair, sliding it across her
cheek.  She acted as if she was about to bust.  I
remembered the "Gotcha!" look I'd seen on Fiona's face 
when she confronted me here at the house, and my gut 
took a dive for the floor.

     "I know something," Bridget sing-songed. 
"Something naughty."  The tone of her voice left me in 
no doubt whatever about what she knew.

     "Jesus fucking Christ, Kim, why didn't you take
out an ad on the goddamn tv while you were at it?"

     Kim blushed.  Bridget chirped up immediately.
"Fiona told me," she said.  I wasn't entirely sure I
believed her.  "Really!" she insisted.  "She told me
how she saw you and Kim doing nasty stuff with each
other and then she made you fuck her so she wouldn't
tell anybody."

     Yeah?  Well, a fuck of a lot of good _that_ had
done, right?  She'd gone ahead and told the little
midget magpie.  We'd probably all be on Jerry Springer
by the end of the week.  Maybe they'd let us wear
disguises, at least.

     Bridget slid off the bed.  Her tits wobbled inside
her tight top.  The top of her head didn't come up to
my nipples.  She put her hands on her hips and looked
at me while tilting her head this way and that.  "So
what are you gonna do to make sure _I_ don't tell anybody
your naughty secrets, Kev?"

     This was too fucking much!  I could have bitten a
nail in two, I was so pissed off.  Without saying a
word, I just reached for the bottom of Bridget's shirt
and yanked it upward.  She squealed. I lifted her arms
up and pulled the shirt the rest of the way off.  She
stood there in her bra, those big tits heaving. I
hooked my thumb under the bottom of it and yanked it
up, too.  Her boobs came spilling out, big white
breasts with enormous brown circles of nipple.

     She squealed and tried to cover them up.  What the
fuck for?  I unsnapped her shorts and tugged them down
her legs. Underneath she wore only a pair of skimpy
panties, thin enough that her black vee of pussy hair
showed through as clear as if she was naked.  I picked
her up by the waist, the shorts sliding off her ankles
as I lifted her, and I just tossed her back onto Kim's
bed.

     Bridget squealed some more, but now I was on the
bed with her, and it was time for her panties to come
off.  This was what she wanted?  OK, she'd get it.  I
ripped the panties in two.  She squirmed back, her legs
open.  She was fuzzy on top but shaved down the slice.
Her lippy crack was pink and smooth.  Pushing her upper
body down, I reached behind her and unsnapped the bra.
I didn't care if I tore it too.  In another moment she
was buck naked on the bed.  I stopped a moment to look
at her.

     Actually, she wasn't that bad-looking, once you
got her stripped.

     Some guys would probably think of her as sorta
pretty, though she didn't do a lot for me.  Big tits
for her size, and she was long enough in the waist that
they didn't hang down to her belly button.  She was
still a little pudgy with babyfat, but it didn't look
bad on her.  She had a little girl face and a big girl
body, even at four-eleven.

     I stroked her puffy thigh, my fingers leaving red
marks on her white skin.  I squeezed down, sinking into
the soft flesh.  She breathed hard now, sitting upright
and staring back at me, making no more effort to cover
herself up.  Her pussy lips protruded and her legs
opened a little, making the labes gape just a little.
She was old enough, and she looked big enough.

     I took her hand and put it on the front of my
pants.  They were tight enough that my package was
modeled pretty explicitly, and the touch of her fingers
radiated through my jeans and shorts, straight to my
cock.

     Kim was still sitting at her computer desk.  She
hadn't said a word.  She was just staring at me and her
friend, with a look on her face that I could not read
at all.

     "Unzip 'em," I told Bridget.  "Now."

     The blackhaired teen unbuttoned my pants, worked
the zipper down.  Her hands on my crotch did nothing to
make my dick get softer.  She stroked me all over while
she pulled the pants down, then put her hands on my
shorts without even being asked.  My heart was beating
rapidly, and each pulsation sent a fresh surge straight
to my cock.  "Jeez," she exhaled, stroking me as I
lengthened.

     "Now the shorts," I commanded, and she hooked her
thumbs in the waistband, pulling them down to free what
had pretty suddenly become a rather rampant piece of
dick meat.  It swung out, stared her straight in the
eyes.

     I slid off the bed, kicked my pants down my legs.
From the hip pocket I retrieved the bag, then took out
one of the condom boxes.  I tossed it to Bridget.  "Put
this on me.  I bet you learned how to do it in sex-ed."

     She blushed, but she opened the box, extracted a
foil-wrapped packet, tore off the end.  She stroked her
hand up and down my long hard dick.  "Doesn't feel like
a banana at all," she said breathlessly.

     "I've heard that one before.  Hurry up."

     "Do you want me to suck it a little?" she said
softly.  "I practiced that on the banana, too."

     "No time.  Get the rubber on me and open up your
goddamn cunt."

     Her hands trembled and her face was beet red, but
she slipped me into the condom and looked up as if to
say "Am I doing it right?"  I just glared.  Kim and I
were going to have a long talk once this little cunt
was out of the way.

     Then she put her mouth over the end of my rod and
gave it a tentative suck.  "Ugh, that greasy stuff
tastes nasty," she grimaced.

     "It's not for eating, it's for fucking."  I pushed
her onto her back and moved between her outstretched
legs on my knees, my condom-covered dick sticking out
straight and hard.  "Anyway, you'll be grateful for
that greasy stuff in a minute or two," and with that I
brought my cock to the crinkly lips of her pussy. I
spread her with one hand, parting the labes enough to
get my knob between them.  As soon as I was within her
gap, I shoved, filling her tight teenaged cunt with my
meat in one savage thrust.

     Bridget screamed, and I knew as I stabbed home
that I had just popped the teen's cherry.  She'd never
had a cock in her before.  Well, she had a cock inside
her now, and it was a little late to feel sorry about
busting her so hard.

     I worked her knees upward, till they held my body
in a grip, and that made my dick go even deeper into
her.  She was crying now.  I guess it must have hurt a
little.  That made me feel bad, but I hadn't asked her
to come here and blackmail me.  If she wanted to be
fucked in the worst way, she _would_ be.

     "Oh, my God, you've busted me," she sobbed.  "I
never thought it would hurt so much ... "

     "Play big girl games, you gotta play them like a
big girl.  Even if you are Bridget the Midget," I
added, just to piss her off.  And then I started
fucking her.

     She moaned a lot, painfully at first, but as her
pussy got adjusted to the size and the thrust of my
cock, they turned into kittenish little whimpers.  I
looked into her face.  There was a look of awe in her
eyes.

     Kim was standing by the bed now.  I didn't even
realize it until I felt Bridget's legs begin to fold
around me.  When I looked down, I saw that Kim was
moving them, shaping them.  She put her hand on my ass.
"Not so hard," she told me.  "She won't break, but it's
the first time she's ever done it."

     "Tell me something I don't goddamn already know,"
I panted, shoving all the way to the bottom of
Bridget's fuck tunnel.  The legs tightened around me,
slowed down the vengeful thrust of my cock.  I realized
she was fucking me back, though she was still learning
how to do it.

     Kim bent down and kissed me.  I felt funny about
that, in front of a stranger, but it really was
academic by now, wasn't it?  I mean, I had my dick up
Bridget to the nuts, so what difference did it make if
she saw me kissing my sister.

     Then Kim did something that really surprised me.
She leaned in and planted a big wet one on Bridget.
Without missing a fuck stroke, I slithered over on the
bed, making a little more room for Kim.  She sat down
as soon as there was a space for her skinny little ass,
and she kept on kissing Bridget while I fucked her.

     I turned her head back to me and mashed my wet
lips against hers.  Somewhere I found myself kissing
Bridget too, though it was definitely nothing I had
planned.  Then all three of us were sloshing tongues
and mouth juice back and forth, randomly.

     Bridget had picked up the beat by now.  Her body
shivered and writhed under mine, but her little ass
rolled as if she'd been fucking for years.  Her pussy
muscles rippled up and down the length of my shaft, and
her belly rose to meet each of my plunges.

     "Can't breathe," she husked, squirming.

     "Get on top," Kim suggested.  "You're crushing
her, she's so tiny!"  Without disencunting, we rolled
over, and now Bridget was atop me.  Kim bent down to
lick the nearest nipple.  I grabbed the other tit and
got my face to it.  Her nipple engorged enormously,
till it felt almost as big as the cock I was fucking
her with.  I sucked it hard and used my hands on the
slim blackhead's waist to keep her pumping just right
on my ferocious dick.

     Kim kissed me some more.  I pulled at her, and she
giggled, getting the message.  She slipped her pussy
down onto my face, one finger moving her thong out of
the way.  My tongue stabbed up into her wet cunt and I
could immediately taste just how much she was turned
on.  I began to get the message that I just _might_ have
been set up, but the pleasure of fucking Bridget's
tight cunt and eating my sister's wet juicy snatch made
me feel a lot less scammed than I might have.

     I knew the girls were kissing each other.  With my 
face full of Kim's shaved punani I couldn't see it, but 
I could hear them giggling and purring and smacking. 
Visions from lesbian porn movies flooded my brain.  Oh, 
yeah, my dick and I planned to watch them do each other 
before this was all finished, but right now there was a 
pussy to eat and another one to fuck.

     Kim came first.  She was on a really short fuse.
Watching me fuck her friend had obviously turned her on
like crazy.  I sucked her clit till she went nova, and
then she slid off me, allowing all my concentration to
focus on Bridget.

     I sat up, not missing a stroke, and held Bridget
tightly.  Her mouth was wet and her big tits had
nipples the size of screwdriver handles.  I fucked her
in short strokes, grinding my crotch into hers and
increasing the pressure on her teenage clit.

     "Cum," I told her.  "Cum all over this big stiff
dick."

     She swamped my face in a kiss that seemed to suck
the life out of me and I felt her orgasm.  Holy shit, I
thought, those ninth-grade dorks were missing out on
one hot, natural piece of pussy, if they weren't
fucking Bridget on a regular basis!

     My cum filled the tip of the rubber but Bridget
hadn't stopped quivering yet.  Her pussy was wild and
alive around me, and my dick would not go soft even
though it had squirted out a pint of nut-juice. I kept
pumping up into her, so dry now that my balls hurt, but
I couldn't stop.

     ***

     "I want to know everything," I told Kim and
Bridget.  "No shit, no lies.  Everything."

     "It just happened," Kim said, finally, blushing,
her eyes avoiding mine.  "I mean, you saw me and Todd,
and then we did that stuff, and when I told the girls
about it -- "

     "You _told_ the girls about it?"

     "They kinda tricked it out of me," Kim said.  I
knew she was lying, but she was so cute I almost didn't
care.  A look at Bridget confirmed the lie.  She looked
pretty cute, too, fresh- fucked and still holding me
inside her twitching little cunt.

     "Lying whore," Bridget giggled, her voice cracking
into that annoying little cackle.  "You could hardly
wait to tell us _everything_.  'Ooooh, you guys, you'll
never fuckin' believe what happened to me last night.
I _gotta_ tell somebody or I'll just fuckin' _bust_!'"  
Hearing the words, I could believe them.  It sounded 
exactly like Kim.

     "Anyway," Kim went on, "we started playing
'what-if', and 'truth or dare,' and we decided we could
get you to fuck all of us.  Oh, Kev, we just wanted it
to be good the first time!  If we wanted to fuck guys
who didn't know shit about making a girl happy and just
wanted to get their dicks wet and their nuts emptied,
we could have fucked anybody from seventh grade onward.
But you're almost a senior, and you're really cute, and 
.. "

     "Enough," I said, sliding out from under Bridget.
Holy fuck, she'd bled like a stuck pig!  The condom was
red, and there were little smears on me as well as on
her pussy lips and even the insides of her thighs -- as
if she'd gotten her period in the middle of the fuck.
There was even some on Kim's sheets.  I didn't know if
we could get the stains out.  We might have to burn the
sheets and replace them before Mom and Dad got back
from Ohio.

     I touched Bridget's pussy.  "Ohhh, it's sore!  But
sore in a _nice_ way, I mean," she was quick to add.

     I took off the rubber, which was full of sperm,
and tied a knot in it, then threw it in the waste
basket. "Don't forget to empty that before the folks
come home," I reminded her.  "A basket full of used
rubbers will be a dead giveaway that naughty deeds have
been done in their absence."

     Kim nodded, looking very serious, as well she
should have.  "Now I need something to eat," I told the
girls.  "Let's call out for some pizza.  I think I'm
gonna need a lot of energy before the night is out."


CHAPTER 9


     Kim went to find a snack, which left me and
Bridget alone on the bed.  It was kinda funny lying
there naked with her -- she being my kid sister's best
friend -- but it was no funnier than the fact that I'd
just popped her cherry.  And she was getting a little
bit cuter, the longer I spent with her.

     She had a nice smile, for one thing, and pretty
gray-green eyes.  Those tits were just something else.
I couldn't believe I'd never noticed them till the
other day.  But then I'd only just started thinking of
her as somebody fully human, you know?

     She was on her side, which played up the size of
her tits.  I stroked the backs of my fingers around
their curvature.  "Nice ones.  I'm surprised those guys
in ninth-grade have let you get by this long.  If you'd
been in my class, you'd have gotten fucked long ago,
Bridge!"

     She made a cute face.  I guess it really did turn
her on that an older guy -- a junior -- was taking time
to say nice things to her.  If I'd been a senior I
could probably have gotten a rimjob.  Fuck, I might
yet!  "Even if I am Bridget the Midget?" she smirked.

     "Name fits you," I said, tickling her tits.  She
made that cackly sound that a guy would really have to
get used to, if he wanted to spend much time around
Bridgie, but she was all sweaty and soft and
responsive.  Feeling her big tits was like kneading
dough, except dough doesn't have nipples the size of
Cuban cigars.

     I rolled over and slid my arm over her side.
"C'mere," I said like Humphrey Bogart.  "Might as well
go for broke, huh?" I tipped her head back and planted
a really big wet one on her.   She sighed into my
mouth, opened her lips, and started kissing me back,
using lots of tongue.  Well, somebody had had a little
practice, it was pretty damn sure!

     She'd taken a quick shower and douche, and her
breath had a nice fresh taste to it.  I hoped mine was
too, but I didn't count on it, since I'd not taken the
time to brush or gargle.

     My hands began to explore her body, especially
those big ripe tits.  They were firm but yielding, and
my fingers sank slowly into the billowy roundness of
them.  Her nipples were big and hard and hot against my
palms, between my fingers.  I bent over so I could lick
them, suck them too.  Too bad Kim didn't have tits like
these.  I loved her little cupcakes, but there was
something to be said for wallowing in a pair of biggies
like Bridget carried around!

     By that time my dick was sticking upward, not
fully erect but sure getting there. I could feel it
going "twing twing" as it became stiffer, but mostly I
could feel Bridget's hands wrapped around me, tugging
and stroking.

     "Think you're gonna get some more?" I whispered
into her mouth. "Think you've got ol' Kev by the ass,
that you've made him your personal pussy ornament?
Just snap your fingers and he'll service you, huh?"

     I fought my cock loose from her hands and brought
it down to her mound.  The dark hair tickled me as I
slithered my dickhead up and down her crack.  She
shivered a little every time I touched her there.  "Too
sore to think about doing it again?" I teased. "You
know it's just like your ear piercing.  If you don't
keep something in it, it'll close up."

     "No!" she said, disbelieving but not entirely
sure, I could tell.  Maybe they hadn't gotten to that
chapter in sex-ed yet.

     By now I was getting pretty good with rubbers. I
had the wrapper open and the thing halfway down my rod
before she realized what I was up to.  I lifted her
thigh and slipped it over mine, then slid closer to
Bridget.  My cock snouted into her pussy mouth, and a
moment later I was inside her again.

     "Let's do it a little nicer this time, Midget," I
suggested, kissing her some more.  She seemed to like
it a lot better that way, too.

     Her cunt wasn't as tight this time, and she didn't
scream the way she had when I busted her cherry.  I
felt really bad about the mean hard way I'd fucked her
that first time, and I wanted to make it up a little
for it.

     This time it was slow and easy, lots of grinding
and rubbing, and we kept kissing.  It was weird to
think I was making out with a ninth-grader, but I guess
I'd had a lot of buildup time with Kim.

     "Mmmm," she purred, a long trilling hum that
buzzed my lips where they were flush against hers.  "So
nice, soooo nice ... "

     I slipped out of her pussy and twisted myself
around.  I could smell her cunt even before I got to
it.  She smelled hot and wet and aroused.  The scent
got into my nostrils and made my mouth water.  I put my
face to work on her.

     First I sucked her clit until she had a little
orgasm that hit her completely by surprise.  "Ooooh,"
she moaned, "you really can take a girl to the moon
with your mouth!"

     That was it!  That's what that cunt Fiona had told
me day before yesterday -- how she knew I could eat
pussy.  She'd even used that "take me to the moon"
metaphor.  But when she was spying on me and Kim, the
night before, there hadn't been any goddamn pussy
eating.  Kim had awakened me with a blowjob and we
dry-humped ourselves off.  The memory of my dick thrust
up between her thighs and frotting her hot shaved cunt
sent a sudden pulsation up the length of my 
rubber-coated rod.

     But Fi couldn't have seen anybody eating pussy,
least of all me.  So _of course_ Kim had told her all
about it.  The little bitches really had set me up.

     If they weren't such hot teen fucks, I might have
been kinda pissed off about it.  But damn, Bridget's
pussy tasted good!  She'd douched, and there was a
strawberry freshness that wasn't exactly unfamiliar --
a fragrant fruity aroma that enveloped me while I was
sucking her clit and making her cum again.

     I rolled her over and spread the cheeks.  I hoped
she'd wiped good, the last time.  My tongue slinked
across the little dent of her butthole.  She squirmed
and ooohed, and I spread her cheeks wider, till the
hole dilated a little.  My tongue went inside.  Her
giggling had turned back to cackling.  "Oh, you filthy
bastard!" she squealed.  "Do that again!"

     I stuck my finger up her pussy, wiggled till it
was sloppy with her juices, then replaced my tongue
with it. Bridget was just looking back when I plugged
her, and I thought her eyes would pop out of her head.
Deep into her asshole my finger went, and her cheeks
snugged tight around it.  I gave her a rhythmic
stroking, while my cock beat time against the bed
sheets.

     "On your knees," I told her.

     "You're not gonna fuck my ass!" Bridget insisted.

     "Not right now," I agreed, "but you know I'm gonna
do it sometime before you leave.  Didn't Kim tell you
all about that, too?  Now get that ass up.  I'm gonna
fuck you in what is technically known as doggie-style."

     She seemed to like it, though so far I hadn't
found much of anything Bridget didn't seem to like.
She was one hot little number once she got rolling.  I
stuck my cock back in -- it had not gone down a bit,
the whole time it had been on the sidelines -- and
slipped it to her deeply.  Not too hard the first few
strokes, just getting her used to it.

     Teaching Bridget to fuck was about like teaching a 
duck to swim.

     I leaned over her, filling my hands with her big
bouncy tits, and I rabbit-fucked her in short, hard
strokes.  The bedroom door opened, and I hoped it was
just Kim and not the rest of the ninth-grade at JHS,
but I was too deep in Bridget to care very much.
Anyway, I had another unopened 12-pack of rubbers when
this one was gone.

     Kim sat down on her chair.  "You started without
me," she sulked, holding a sandwich.  Typically for a
kid sister, she hadn't thought to bring one for anybody
else.  I was gonna need some solid food before too
long.  When would that damn pizza be here, anyway?

     I slipped my cock out of Bridget and turned her
around.  Turning so Kim could see us, I started kissing
her again, feeling up the entirety of her sweaty, ripe
bod.  To tell the truth, I wanted to make Kim just a
little bit jealous if I could. I'd started not to
resent her girlfriends horning in on this special
weekend, but I still wanted to send my sis a message of
sorts.

     My tongue went halfway down  Bridget's throat, and
I had her bent back over like the women who surrender
themselves to longhaired pretty boys on the covers of
crappy romance novels.  She just gurgled and sighed,
and I knew nobody had ever loved her up like that
before.  I think she was getting off on it even more
than she was on the fucking.

     I laid her down on her side, then came in behind
her.  One of her legs shot up into the air, opening her
pussy as I entered it from the rear.  I wondered
whether Bridget could give a really good blowjob, the
way Kim could, but something told me I might find out
if I was patient enough.  We were facing Kim, and she
could see every stroke as I reamed out Bridget's tight,
freshly- busted cunt.

     My hands were on her pussy while I rammed her from
behind, and I kept her hot little clit tingling.  She
came twice more in that position.  My dick was about to
burst the rubber that confined it, but I would need a
dose of protein if I was going to do much more fucking
tonight.

     As Bridget began to slack down from her last
orgasm, I tweaked her clit one more time and
jackhammered my dick up her.  Each stroke sent a fresh
burst of wad from my knob.  Inside the rubber my cock
was coated in slime.  I squirted myself dry and then
shuddered to a stop.  My cock was still up  Bridget but
it wasn't moving, just marking time.  I chewed softly
on her shoulder and neck, nibbled her earlobe.  She
twisted her head around so she could kiss me again.

     Slowly I withdrew from her pussy and she turned
around completely, melting into my arms.  Nobody had
ever melted into my arms before, but that's exactly
what she did.  That soft, smooth, slightly pudgy,
sweat-dampened body oozed around me like melted butter.

     "Ooohh, I love you, Kev," she whispered, just like 
I was her goddamn boyfriend or something.  I wasn't at
all sure I liked the sound of _that_.

     The doorbell rang, the sound a sudden shock to me,
though it didn't seem to penetrate at all to Bridget.

     "That must be the pizza," Kim said.  She stood up,
smoothed a hand across her no-bra tits, to make them
stand out under the clingy t-shirt.  "You think we
should invite the delivery guy in and make it a
foursome?"

     "Get the fucking food," I said, throwing the
condom package at her.  "If I can't take care of you
two horny little bitches, _then_ you can call in
backup.  But till then, there's a No Help Wanted sign
hanging in the window."


CHAPTER 10


     I ate the last slice of pie, chasing it with beer,
while I watched Kim and Bridget on our parents' bed.
Now I was the one who had been started without, but I
didn't mind at all.

     Junior and senior girls do that kind of shit all
the time at parties. Mostly they just kiss, and maybe
feel each other a little, when they _know_ guys are
looking.  Why?  'Cause it gets guys hot.

     There's just something so horny about watching two 
cute girls kissing, sticking tongues in each other's 
mouths, grabbing each other by the tits, acting like 
total sluts in front of you -- like they're so fucking 
horny they just can't _wait_ for a guy to prong 'em 
with his hard rod so they have to do each other.

     Does it get guys hot?  Yeah, it does.  Was it 
getting me hot, right now?  Oh, definitely.

     "All girls do it," Kim explained between kisses.
"You start in grade school, even -- just practicing so
we won't do anything really dumb when a guy tries to
make out with us.  So we know where the lips and the
tongues and the noses all go.  We have to try it with
somebody, and what else is a best friend for?"

     "Yeah," Bridget giggled, "but sometimes you have
to wait the _longest_ time for a guy to get around to
it ... "

     She lifted one of her tits and Kim dropped her
head so she could lick and suck at the big fat nipple.
It was almost as big a turn-on for me to see Kim suck
that nip as it was to see my cock sliding into her
ovaled red lips.  Bridget winked at me and hoisted the
other titty up to her face.

     Her tongue shot out and sloshed wetly across the
nipple of that one.  She bent forward slightly and
proved she could get it into her mouth.  While Kim
suckled one of her titties, she sucked the other,
making little gurgly noises like a happy baby.

     Oh, man!  That was all I could take!  I put down
my beer can and reached for the button of my pants.

     A moment later we were a threesome on the bed.  I
pushed Kim out of the way and took over the titty she'd
been sucking, my eyes intent on the way Bridget still
sucked her other big nip.  Kim didn't seem upset at
being nudged aside.  She just undid my pants and got
her hands on my dick.  I hadn't bothered putting on my
jockeys, so there was nothing but cock inside my pants.

     Kim started blowing me.  Bridget and I traded
titties, but she kept glancing down at the hot wet
blowjob my sister was busy laying onto my dick.  "I
wanna try it too," she declared, cupping my balls while
Kim kept working on the knob.

     I leaned back.  "Have at it, baby."

     She started on my balls, sucking them too hard at
first.  I shook my head and she got the message.  She
kissed her way up the shaft till her mouth met Kim's.
My sister lifted her face and she and  Bridget swapped
tongues, and then the blackhaired girl rounded her
mouth and took me inside.

     "Tastes better without the condom," she panted,
coming up for air after a minute or two of frantic
cocksucking.

     Kim reared up to me for some more kissing.  She
didn't seem to care whether it was with a guy or a
girl.  I cupped her titties, playing with her pointy
nipples.  Bridget was busy gulping my rod.  I wondered
if she'd spent a lot of time practicing on that banana.
Or maybe she was just a natural, too.  The idea of
fucking her again crossed my mind, but I was starting
to worry that Kim might get to feeling left out.

     I pulled Kim upward, lying on my back while she
straddled my face.  Her smooth-shaved pussy pushed into
my mouth and I started licking every inch of it, inside
and out.  She pumped me with her cunt, squirming
forward and backward as if she was riding a horse.

     Turning around was her own idea, and it was a
pretty good one.  I licked her perineum and then her
asshole, once I could get to it, while her face was
aimed at my lap and she and Bridget began to take turns
mouthing my cock.  Even without seeing I could tell
which of them was sucking me.  Kim was the best, but
Bridget wasn't bad.  A few more inches of experience
down her throat and she might even turn into a
champion.

     I wetted the tip of my middle finger in  Kim's
cunt while I was licking her butthole, then slid my
mouth back down to her pussy lips and stuck the finger
up her ass.  She squealed, a shrill delighted cry that
made me so fucking glad we had the house to ourselves
this weekend.

    Sorry, Uncle Harry, I thought, but if you were
gonna die at all, you couldn't have picked a better day
to do it.  My finger screwed hard into my sister's
asshole and my lips glued themselves to her throbbing
clitoris.  A moment or three later I covered her pussy
with my mouth and sucked the fat little mound while she
whimpered and climaxed.

     My dick was wet and hard inside Bridget's mouth
and I knew she was about to get herself a throat full
of cum.  I doubted any guys had ever squirted in her
mouth before, and I might have warned her if I hadn't
been smothered in the funky heat of my sister's cunt.
I just kept sucking on Kim and let nature take its
course.

     Oh, yeah!  My balls surged, and here it _came_!  I
shuddered, and a gush of sperm shot from the end of my
dick while it was halfway back into Bridget's mouth.
She went "Ggggghhh."  I knew she was surprised, but she
didn't miss a suck.  The only thing I regretted was
that I couldn't see her face, and especially those big
startled gray-green eyes, as she gulped down my hot
load.

     ***

     No guy will ever admit he's been fucked out, but
man, I was!  We all sprawled on the bed, drinking beer
and making out, and I knew there was no way my dick
would get hard again before the end of the week.  I'd
seriously over-invested in rubbers.  My kid sister and
her friend had fucked the stuffings out of me.

     "I just hope that skanky cunt Fi isn't hiding in
the closet," I griped as I kissed my way back and forth
from Kim to Bridget.  "One more of you bitches would
fuckin' kill me."

     "You were too mean to her," Kim said.  "She said
she wouldn't fuck you again if the dicks rotted and
fell off every other guy in the world."  Her face was
deadly serious.  But a smile began to curl up her lips, 
and I felt the Midget gurgle out one of her patented 
cackly laughs around my cock as she kept on sucking it.

     Kim stroked my cheek with the back of her hand, 
gave me a little wet kiss. "Fi's not coming over till 
tomorrow.  Surely you'll be rested up by then."

    That was a joke, right?  Kim just raised her
eyebrows and I knew she meant it.  I looked down at
Bridget, who was sucking hopelessly on my limp dick.
"I may not be rested up before September."

     "Bet I can get you stiff again," Kim taunted.  She
squiggled down to my crotch.  "Let me try," she told
her friend.  Bridget crawled up to snuggle with me.
Those big tits of hers felt plush and comforting
against me, but the swollen nipples were a constant
reminder that I just couldn't fuck as much as I thought
I could.  Jeez, I thought, am I over the hill already?  
God, I'm just seventeen!

     Kim licked my tool up and down, dropping to my
balls every now and then.  She tickled my leg hairs.
"We ought to shave you everywhere," she said.  "You
look goofy with hair on the legs but none around your
cock."

     Yeah, sure, shaved legs -- that's all I fuckin'
needed in gym class this week.  Maybe we could shave my
head too, and I might pass myself off as a Vin Diesel
wannabe.  This was starting to get out of hand.  All I 
really wanted to do in the first place was fuck my 
sister, but look where I was now!

     Kim took my nuts in her mouth and sucked them
lovingly, her finger busy in my crack.  I knew she was
going to stick it up my ass but not even that would get
me hard.  Betcha $25 on it!

     Bridget was still in a kissy mood.  She just
couldn't get enough.  Her lips nuzzled my nipples.
Fair enough.  I'd spent a lot of time sucking hers.
Her tongue whipped them, and her lips drew hard.  I
could feel them erecting, almost like a girl's did when
I sucked them.  I kinda liked the way it felt.

     "So what do you think of me?" she asked.
"Really?  Am I a pretty good fuck, Kev?"

     I touched her black hair, played with her bangs.
"You're a hottie.  Never thought I'd say that about one
of Kim's friends, but it's true.  I'd fuck you again if
I could get it up."

     She giggled.  That laughing sound of hers was
still annoying, especially when it turned into a
cackle, but there was one easy way to get around that.
Or would be, if my cock wasn't already in my sister's
hot wet mouth.  If her finger wasn't up my goddamn ass!

     "Do you know Eddie Graham?" she sighed, snuggling
even closer to me.  I nodded.  He wasn't a friend or
anything, but we were in the same class.

     "Is he going with anybody?" Bridget wondered.
"Seriously, I mean?"  Not that I knew of.  Of course,
his dating habits weren't anything that interested me.
He could have been fucking Brittney Spears, Hilary
Duff, and Christina Aguilera all three, but if I didn't
have to step over them doing it doggie in the halls,
I'd never know about it.

     "Do you think maybe you could mention me to him,
you know, Kev?  Say something about how I was a real
babe for a ninth-grader?  Maybe even mention that I was
one dynamite little piece of ass?"

     Holy fuckin' shit!  She was trying to get me to
fix her up with some guy!  For a moment I was ever so
slightly jealous.  Aren't I good enough? I wanted to
ask her.  How come you need somebody else?

     On the other hand, getting Bridget a boyfriend
would make things a _lot_ easier for me and Kim.  It
was all I could do to keep my sister fucked and happy,
let alone trying to satisfy her girlfriends too.  

     Speaking of Kim, that finger of hers was still 
burrowing around up my butt, making me squirm.  She 
kept her mouth busy on my cock and I could feel it 
starting to respond.  I blinked a couple of times and 
tried to remember what Bridgie and I were talking 
about.

     "Emphasis on the _little_ part, Midget!  No, I'm 
just teasing.  You're a big girl where it counts."  My 
tongue lapped across the stiff point of her nearest 
nipple.  She cooed.  Better than the cackle.  "I mean 
it, I _will_ put in a word for you with Graham.  Give 
him some of what you gave me, and you'll probably have 
to buy a Rottweiler to protect yourself.  For a 
ninth-grader, you really are a dynamite little piece of
ass.   And I still mean _little_, Midge!"

    Shit, I'll bet she could fuck the nuts off Eddie
Graham, now that she knew how to do it.  And he'd
probably thank me for the tip.

     "Oooh, I love you, Kev," she giggled, her voice
breaking.  "You're just like the best big brother a
girl could ever have."  She kissed me, but not quite
like a little sister.  I decided that was definitely
the kind of big brother I was best at being.

     Speaking of little sisters, I realized suddenly
that my dick was standing up hard in Kim's mouth.
Goddamn.  Would wonders never cease?  Kim came up my
body, her lips dripping drool, anxious for a kiss of
their own, and I grabbed a condom from the box. Which
one would I use this thing on?  What the hell -- why
not fuck 'em both?



CHAPTER 11

     I never got around to fucking Bridget's butt, even 
though I'd kinda promised her I would.  Might as well 
save something for Eddie Graham, right?  Anyway, after 
fucking Kim while Bridget watched and helped, I really 
was down for the count.  I drove Bridget home, finally, 
then came back to our house and collapsed on the bed.

     No matter what kind of cunting around Kim tried,
sharing the sheets with me, I just didn't have any
responses left.  This unexpected home alone stint was
proving a lot harder to handle than I had thought.  For
the first time in years, I was sound asleep by 11:00
pm, and I slept like a baby the whole night.

     But morning had to come, and when it did, I
realized even before my eyes opened that it wasn't Kim
in bed with me.  I rolled over and looked into the big
blue eyes of Fiona.  She gave me a shy smile. Without
her glasses, she looked a lot different, though I'm not
sure how clearly she could even see me.  Well, my eyes
were a little blurry too, just awakened from sleep.

     She was naked as far down as the top of the sheet, 
her clothes lying on the floor beside the bed.  I 
debated with myself whether I ought to kick her ass out 
the door -- I still had some resentment about the other 
day -- but she just lay there like a hesitant little 
angel, as if she wasn't sure whether I'd fuck her or 
strangle her.  Or both.  There was just something kinda 
sweet about her at that moment -- the big near-sighted 
eyes, the bashful smile, the way she tried so hard not 
to squint without her glasses.  And it wasn't as if we 
were exactly strangers, now, was it?

     I held up a finger.  "First things first," and I
went to the bathroom to drain the snake.  While I was
there, I brushed my teeth and sloshed around a mouthful
of Scope.  No need having breath like a bear, with yet
another warm body awaiting me in the bed.

     "Sorry about the other day," I apologized after we
kissed hello.  Her mouth was fresh and warm.  I think
the kiss surprised the hell out of her.  She was
probably expecting another grudge fuck.  "I wouldn't
have been so mean to you if you all had leveled with me
first."

     "But you probably wouldn't have fucked us, either,
would you?" Fiona countered.  Touché.  I'd have just
taken a belt to their asses.  It was different now.  I
put my arm around her and pulled her closer.  The
stirring inside my jockey shorts was proof positive
that it was a brand new day.

     "It was still _almost_ everything I'd been 
dreaming about," she added, stretching out one skinny 
arm and letting the fingers rest a long moment on my 
shoulder before her hand slowly, shyly crept around my 
neck.  "Doing it with a boy, I mean.  Not necessarily 
doing it with _you_, y'know?  Just doing it ..."

     She was explaining too much, the way you always do 
when you're trying to lie.  Her eyes shone with a mist 
and seemed to invite me to drown in them.  I knew that 
what Kim had told me about Fi was completely true.  
Making a conquest of this bratty teen was the last 
thing I would ever have considered doing, but there was 
no doubt whatever that somehow or another I had done 
it.

     I leaned closer. Fiona's eyes closed and her moist 
lips parted slightly.  The lower one quivered softly 
and I knew there was only one way to stop that 
trembling.

     We didn't even get hardcore for a while.  She was
itchy and antsy, eager to be kissed and touched -- all 
that romantic shit girls like -- but I didn't mind 
doing it to her.  The feel of her body next to mine in 
the bed told me that I was gonna get lucky anyway, so 
why not indulge her a little?  And she did kiss nice -- 
maybe the best of the three girls, even better than 
Kim, I thought.  I bet she'd been practicing with the 
others, but she was definitely on her way to an A+ in 
that class.

     I slid the sheet further down.  Something new.  
Fiona's cunt was as bare as a baby's.

     "Do you like it?" she asked shyly.  "You wondered 
how come I didn't shave my punani so I did.  Hey, when  
did _you_ shave?  You don't even have any hair on your 
legs, Kev!"

     Well, those two little cunts had finally talked me 
into it, and I'd had a beer too many ...  At least I 
hadn't let them shave my head, too.

     Wow was the word for Fiona's new look.  She had a
fat swollen mound between her legs, with a crack that
looked tighter than a seven-year-old virgin's.  I'd
fucked it a couple of days ago but you couldn't tell
that it had ever been used.  And without the fur,
nobody would ever know that she bleached the hair on
her head.  I cupped her cunt, still kissing her, and
she oozed around me, straddling my body and pressing
her little tits down into my chest.

     Her body was smooth and firm.  The legs were long,
with well-defined thigh muscle work.  I held her ass
cheeks.  They were firm, too.  Her shaved pussy ground
down against my shorts, which were getting pretty damn
full of morning-hard cock.  But she kissed so sweet it
was almost as good as actually fucking her. I moved my
fingers onto her smooth pussy from behind, just
touching the slick moist flesh, while our tongues
worked back and forth.

     "Told my mom I was going to church with Kim," she 
said, "but I do have to be home by 2:00.  Is it a sin 
to say you're going to church when you're really going 
out to get fucked?"

     "I'll fuck you till you see God," I promised, "so
it won't be a lie at all, Fiona."

     She writhed atop me, getting me acquainted with
the squirmy feel of her long smooth body.  She was
about five-seven, 'way taller than Bridget and Kim, and
the only one of the three I could almost look eye to
eye when we were standing.  Cute little girls are
always nice, but when you're six foot, you look funny
going around with a four-eleven date.

     _Date_?  Where the hell did that thought come
from?

     Fiona kept on kissing, like she meant to stake a
prospector's claim on my tongue, and her crotch ground
away atop my now-solid dick.  "You think you might like
to fool around some?" I asked her with a straight face,
as soon as I could get my tongue loose.

     Her blue eyes sparkled.  "Yeah, that could be
fun," she said, sounding very serious about it.

     I went down on her titties.  They were pretty
small, but they fit my mouth just fine.  I didn't bite
them but you could tell that teeth had been on them.
And there was something really arousing about those
nips of hers, which stretched out an inch once she got
turned on.  I couldn't resist the urge to suck them, to
stretch them, to see if they would get even longer.

     While I did that, I frigged her hot smooth pussy.
Felt a lot nicer without all the hair. I put my finger
inside, but man, she was tight!  I mean, I'd already
fucked her once, and still it was all I could do to get
a finger up her cunt.  But when I did, she went wild.
She was so wet in there I was afraid for a moment she
might be pissing in my parents' bed.  But it was just
her juices.  This was one aroused girly, and if you
wanna know the truth, my dick was pretty excited too.

     I kissed my way down her belly, and onto her
mound.  I could smell the strawberry douche again.
"You girls get a discount on that stuff?" I wondered.
She had no idea what I was talking about, so I just
started to eat her inside out.  I figured she would get
that idea.

     She humped up her legs and then worked them in 
against my head, trapping me in her pussy.  Is it 
_trapped_ if you don't want to get out?  Fi tasted 
pretty good down there, strawberry and all, but what 
really made it exciting for me was how fucking 
turned-on she was.  She started cumming even before I 
licked her clit.  Her pussy slapped my face, all wet 
and funky-sweet, and her thighs oozed hot sweat onto my 
cheeks.

     "Oh, eat me, Kev," she whimpered, stroking my
hair.  "I just love it!"  No way she was faking it,
either.  This little chick was ready to roll.  I was
really sorry I'd given her such a kiss-my-ass fuck the
other day.  Fi had the makings of a first-class piece
of teenaged pussy, and I was kinda anxious to get my
cock back into her, now that I really knew the score.

     I gave her a little slap on the ass to tell her I
needed to come up for air.  She relaxed her thighs
around my head and I eased up, still tickling her 
punani with my finger.  It snapped at me like a turtle, 
as if it wanted to eat my finger straight down, but I 
had something that would do it more good than a finger.

     She slid my shorts down.  "Oh, wow," she gurgled
when my cock bounced out.  She grabbed it, so hard I
was afraid she might jack my cum out before I'd even
had a chance to fuck her.  I pulled her up so I could
kiss her again, but she had other games in mind.  She
dodged my mouth and burrowed downward.  Her oval mouth
slid down over the end of my dick and she coughed as it
thrust inside.

     She sucked hard around my knob.  I could tell
she'd never done it before, or at least not very many
times, but she was sincere.  Her big blue eyes stared
up at me the whole time she sucked, as if she was 
pleading for my approval.  "Oh, baby, you're 
fantastic," I sighed, and I meant it.  Her eyes lit up.  
I stroked her soft hair, not really blonde but it was 
fine and silky and it felt nice to run my fingers 
through it.

     It probably was her first blowjob, I decided,
getting it.  She didn't seem entirely sure what to do,
but instinct told her that sucking the knob wouldn't
hurt, and at the same time she held my balls with one
hand and wrapped the fingers of the other around the
base of my dick.  She began to slide them up and down
rhythmically while she suckled me.  Inside her mouth,
she kept her tongue just as busy, slopping it all
around my bulb.

     Considering how many times Kim and Bridget had
fucked it out of me yesterday, I thought I could last a
whole lot longer than I did.  But almost before I knew
it, Fiona had herself a mouthful of my wad.

     She wasn't expecting it either.  Her eyes got
enormous and her lips went slack for a moment.  A big
glob of cum slid back down the shaft from her mouth.
She caught it on her fingers and jacked back up so she
could lick it off them.  I felt the gulping of her
throat as she swallowed the rest of my load.

     But she didn't stop sucking.  Her lips grew
tighter, and her tongue got nasty, and her left hand
gave my balls a little pressing squeeze, and my dick
just stayed rock hard.  That's one good thing about
being seventeen.  I'm not sure there are too many
others, considering how you get treated at that age,
but a perpetual hard-on makes up for some of life's
other inequities.

     Fiona raised her head.  A bit of my cum oozed out
of her lips, and she licked it back in.  Her face was
flushed and her hair was a mess, but she looked really
hot, really gorgeous right then.  And so proud of
herself.  Well, I was proud of her, too.

     But what I really needed to do was fuck her tight 
little pussy.  And this time I'd do it to her right. 
She was turning out to be an OK kid after all, and it 
no longer bothered me in the slightest that my sis and 
her friends had apparently set me up for a clinical 
test of whether a guy could actually be fucked to 
death.

     My dick was as hard as a two by four, and it 
didn't feel a lot smaller.  Fiona lay over on her side, 
one leg drawn back to expose her pink, shaved pussy, 
and I just rolled up against her.  She reached down for 
my cock and brought it to the lips of her cunt while I 
was trying to find the box of rubbers, and before I 
could get my fingers on them, I was already going 
inside Fiona.

     She wasn't as tight as the first time I'd fucked
her, but she was still a really snug fit.  She grunted
and moaned with each inch of penetration, pushing back
at me to help get my cock where she wanted it.  Her leg
slinked across my body and locked behind my thighs, and
she used it like a lever to draw me deeper and deeper
into her wet hot hole.

     "Ohhhhh ... " she panted as my cock hit bottom in
her pussy, and she put her hands on my neck.  She
stared into my face, but the way her eyes were rolling
I doubt she could see anything.  Holy shit, I thought,
this girl _really_ likes to fuck!

     We humped frantically on our sides, with our limbs
so wrapped up we'd probably need help getting untied
when it was over.  She was tight and hot and wet, but
not so tight I couldn't manage full strokes in and out
of her cunt, while she worked her ass and thighs to
help me as much as possible.

     It just seemed natural to want to kiss her while
we fucked.  Up close, I was surprised at how much
prettier Fi was than I had ever thought before.  Those
blue eyes were just like turquoise, and the lashes
fluttered like gauzy silk curtains.  The smile she
made, stuffed full of my dick, was almost incandescent.
And she fucked as good as any girl I had ever had my
dick in, Kim included.  She fucked like she _needed_ it.
Goddamn, I told myself, somebody is missing out on a
lot of good time with Fi!

     In spite of the thick wad I'd squirted into her
mouth, I was ready to go again.  My nuts were aching
and my dick felt a mile long.  From the way Fiona was
wriggling against me, it was a pretty good bet she was
about to go over the top as well.

     I rolled her over, without letting my dick pop
out, and I moved into missionary.  I pumped her in
hard, steady strokes, each time pressing my groin
against hers so it would rub her clit.  Her knees drew
higher, and then her legs went straight up into the
air, kicking high above my head.

     "Oh, yessss!  Cum inside me, Kevin!" she squealed,
and the wave of orgasm rolled down her body.  It sucked
my cock into her churning pussy and I pushed hard,
burying myself inside her while my balls exploded their
contents.  I kept thrusting until my dick went soft,
still inside her, but I didn't want to take it out.  I
just kept thrusting.

     But she was so slick and wet with the cum I'd 
spilled in her that soon I did slither out, and a 
trickle of sticky juice oozed out of her crack. 
Goddamn, I'd forgotten all about that rubber and fucked 
her bareback!

     I wiped her wet pussy with a towel while she just
lay there beaming.  "Oh, you made me cum," she kept
saying.  "I never thought it could be so good ...  It
was _soooo_ exciting to feel you shooting your stuff up
my pussy, too."  She hooked her arm around my head so
she could pull me in for another kiss.

     "Now, _that_ was everything I'd been dreaming 
about," she sighed, rubbing those long stiff nipples 
against my chest, her hands up and down my back, her 
tongue in my mouth so often I thought I'd grown a 
spare.

     "Wasn't bad at all," I had to agree, and I meant 
it.  While we lay on the bed, I twiddled one of her 
nipples.  Just how long did those little fuckers get, 
anyway?  My fingers rolled around the brown bud, and it 
just extended and extended between them.  Shit, you 
could play with those things all day.  But I had a 
question for this unnatural blonde, and I wanted to 
hear the answer, even though I already knew.

     "So, Fi -- Kim says you've had a major crush on me
for a long time.  Is that really true?"

     She got red, instantly.  "Oh, she's a lying
whore!" Fiona blurted.  I didn't believe her.  I just 
raised my eyebrows, giving her The Look.  Her eyes 
turned down, away from mine, and she bit her lower lip 
as if she was a third grader who'd been caught lifting 
$20 out of her mom's wallet.  

     "Gonna tickle the truth out of you," I threatened,
starting under her arms.  She squealed and giggled -- a
light, fluty sound, not the hen-like cackle that
usually came out of Bridget -- and I liked the sound of
it.  We rolled around, our bodies in casual intimate
contact that soon didn't seem all that casual.

     "Maybe just a little bit of a crush," she
confessed when I was atop her again.  My dick hung
between her legs, touching her shaved slit.  If she
moved her pussy, I thought, that dick would not be half
as limp as it is right now.  She moved her pussy, and I
felt hardness beginning to flow back into my rod.  Our
lips touched again.

     "Did I really get your cherry?" I whispered into
her mouth.  She didn't speak, just made a little
murmuring sound so that her lips butterflied against
mine.  "I'm sorry I was so mean to you, Fi.  Are we
still friends?"

    "Why shouldn't we be?" she whispered.  "I always
_wanted_ to be your friend ... "

    Fiona kissed my neck, then my shoulder.  I urged
her mouth downward.  "Suck me here," I suggested, when
her lips touched my nipple.  She trolled it with her
tongue, which caused it to pulsate and lengthen -- not
as long as hers, but long enough that she could catch
it between her lips.  As she sucked, she hummed.  My
hands were all over her body, encouraging her to
continue.

    She looked up at me, with naughty innocence beaming 
from her blue eyes.  "I dunno, Kev," she said, "seems  
to me you're getting kind of ... girly ... you know?  I 
mean, you've already got your legs shaved, and now you 
want me to suck your titty!  What's next, you gonna 
borrow some of my clothes?"

     I could feel her getting bolder as we snuggled, 
and I liked the way that felt.  A little bit of sass 
goes a long way with me, and Fi was starting to 
blossom.  I mean, who wants to be with a girl that will 
take shit from a guy, anyway?

    "It's not a titty, it's a pec," I insisted, "and 
I'll show you who's girly -- girly!" I cupped her hot 
moist pussy bun and stroked the crack until it began to 
ooze out liquid drops of dew.  My finger slipped inside 
and started a slow pumping.  She threw back her head 
and sighed, then bent back to licking my tits -- 
_pecs_, goddamn it!  My dick was so hard it felt like 
all the blood had rushed out of my head.

    I moved atop her once again, forced her mouth up so 
I could kiss it, and pressed the swollen head of my 
cock into the tight wet pucker of her pussy lips.  She 
squirmed and moaned as the knob entered her again, just 
a shallow penetration that promised to ram her full as 
soon as I swiveled my ass.

     And that's when the bedroom door opened, and in 
strutted Kim, with a tray.  "Thought I'd bring you guys 
breakfast in bed," she announced, and I didn't even 
have to look to know that she'd fetched toast, cereal, 
and orange juice.  It's the only thing Kim knows how to 
cook.

     Fi and I rolled apart. My dick popped out of her, 
sticking straight up in the air, and we both looked at  
Kim, startled by her sudden appearance.  I'd gotten so 
in to fucking Fiona that I'd almost forgotten Kim was 
in the house.

    "And what do I find," Kim went on, "but the two of 
you kissing and hugging like some old married couple! 
Well, some _cute_ old married couple," she added with a 
wink.  "So how's it going, Kev?  Is Fi taking good care 
of you?  Looks like it from here!  Oooh, you really got 
a big one for her, didn't you?  But you guys better eat 
something just to keep your strength up."

     Fiona blushed, and to tell the truth, I was 
blushing, too.  Part of me almost wished Kim would 
leave the tray and go back out, so I could spend a 
little more time getting acquainted with Fi.


CHAPTER 12

     The funny part, it seemed at the time, was that 
Kim didn't try to make it a threesome with me and 
Fiona.  She watched us making out, after we ate her 
hearty breakfast, and she stuck around almost up to the 
point where Fi was going down on me, but when my cock 
was in Fiona's mouth and she was drooling down the 
shaft, I glanced over to see what kind of effect it was 
having on my sister, and Kim was gone.  She'd even shut 
the door behind her.

     Kim hadn't seemed so shy and retiring when Bridget 
was here, had she?  But now it was almost like she 
wanted to give me some privacy, you know?  And I'm glad 
she did, because I'm not sure I could have talked Fi 
into sucking my balls and licking my asshole while Kim 
was standing around watching.  Without Kim, it was no 
problem at all!

     I fucked Fi again, ate her hot tight wet little 
punani out quite a bit -- even introduced her to the 
pleasures of a tongue, and then a finger, in her ass. 
She squealed when I got it up her, and she gasped and 
squirmed and shivered, but it was just like her pussy. 
Once you got it in, you couldn't get it out even if you 
wanted to.

     She wasn't sure she was ready to take a dick up 
there, however, and I didn't want to rush her.  She was 
a lot of fun to be with, and there was no sense 
queering things by trying to make her do stuff she just 
wasn't ready for, yet.  Anyway, something told me there 
might be more chances than just this one to get a 
little off Fi.

    So I compromised by showing her how to do the same 
to me, and it was something to feel her finger up my 
butt while she sucked and guzzled on my cock.  Then her 
wet tongue, prying into my asshole while she made those 
soft sweet giggly noises, as if she was both aghast and 
titillated at how dirty a girl she'd suddenly become.

    That sound just made my nuts shiver, and I knew it 
was time to fuck her some more.  I spooned myself 
behind Fi, lifted her leg, and slipped it in from the 
rear while I kissed her over her shoulder and played 
some more with those incredibly elongated nips.  She 
wanted to be on top, so I let her ride me, and we ended 
up fucking on our sides, face to face, our bodies glued 
together by sweat and my dick hard and ferocious up a 
still-tight pussy that seemed to want nothing more than 
a hot hard fucking.  From me.

    I didn't use a rubber that time, either, though I 
thought about putting one on.  But I really liked the 
hot wet naturalness of her pussy surrounding my cock, 
and she moaned and came like a bitch when I shot my wad 
straight and deep and juicy into her pussy.  It was 
playing with fire, I knew, but it just seemed right to 
do it that way with Fiona.

     So did hugging her tightly after we both got off, 
my dick still hard and deep-thrust into her sweet wet 
pussy, her legs and arms all around me, her mouth 
hungry for kisses from mine.  The more we did that, the 
more my dick wanted to poke her some more, and I ended 
up coming again, though I don't think there was much 
left in my balls to squirt out by that time.  But the 
wet of her and the hard of me merged and matched, and I 
felt her climax beneath me while I kept on pounding.

    But we also spent a lot of time just kissing and 
cuddling and talking.  She was pretty mature for her 
age, and she was into skateboarding and music and 
movies.  I'd never actually had a conversation with Fi, 
before, and I suppose I didn't even know her, aside 
from fucking her a couple of times.  She turned out to 
be pretty interesting.

     She liked Springsteen better than any of the boy 
bands, and she thought T2 and T3 were both shit 
compared to the original, and she also had no idea who 
it was that declared Sarah Michelle Gellar to be a 
star.  She seemed really smart the more we talked, 
except for liking Avril Levigne, and it was just nice 
to lie there naked with her, listening to what each 
other really thought about things.

     I could see the two of us reflected in the mirror, 
both mussy-haired, shiny with the glisten of 
fuck-sweat, while we sprawled on the bed.  It made me 
think of what Kim had said.  We were kind of a cute 
couple, lying there naked.  I mean, we looked good 
_together_ -- like we belonged that way.

     The top of her head brushed my chin, and her 
touseled hair smelled funky but enticing. I watched 
myself in the mirror cupping her small tits, watched my 
fingers twirl the nipples while they got hard again and 
she oozed back against me, purring and stretching.

     Her legs straightened out, sleek and long and 
smooth.  My smooth legs didn't look half-bad either, 
stretching next to Fi's, and I kinda liked the way they 
felt without hair.  Might have to try that again.  But 
there better not be any more of those "girly" cracks!

     It embarrassed me to think about the notes I'd 
made on how to commit the perfect murder.  I reminded 
myself to tear them into little pieces and dispose of 
them completely.  Nobody should ever see those, and 
especially not Fi.

     She was supposed to be home by 2:00 PM, which put 
a crimp in the proceedings -- we were still naked in 
bed, just goofing around (though another fuck could 
very easily have happened), at quarter till --  and I 
had to speed a little, getting Fi back to her house.  

     She tripped at the curb when she got out of the 
car, almost falling down, and I knew damn well it was 
because she couldn't see where she was going.  Luckily, 
I'd gone around to open the door for her, so she didn't 
fall very far.  I caught her and held her for a long 
moment, enjoying the way her body touched mine, the 
excited race of her heart behind those little tits.

     "You better wear your glasses," I suggested. 
"You're a hell of a lot cuter with them on than you 
would be if you fell down and broke your nose without 
'em."

     "You think I'm cute like this?" she asked, putting 
the glasses on.  She sounded as if she didn't believe 
it, but she really was.  No getting around it.  It was 
he eyes.  They were alive, now, and they brightened up 
her whole face.

     All I could think was, I never noticed before how 
pretty she really is.  Did I actually fuck that 
expression onto her face?  I'd only been joking, but 
she honestly did look as if she'd seen God.

     I used to think of her as the kind of girl I 
wouldn't fuck with _your_ dick, and I guess I still 
did.  It just made more sense to keep her for _mine_.

     I kissed her goodbye at the door, just as if we'd 
been on a date, and she said she'd try to sneak back 
over tonight if she could dodge her mom and get out.

     During the week was better, though, she added, 
since her mom worked at the lounge where she was a 
waitress from 7:00 PM till 3:00 AM, and maybe I could 
drop by and visit her sometime while she was home 
alone.  _That_ sounded really good to me.  The whole 
house to ourselves, the whole night.  If this lasted 
through summer, les bonnes temps were definitely gonna 
roulez.

     Especially since I didn't have any other ailing, 
90-year-old great uncles whose funerals might get our 
folks out of the house for a few days.  So I was gonna 
be needing a nice quiet place to fuck Fiona.  Or, for 
that matter, just a nice quiet place we could spend 
some quality time together.  

     "Maybe we could go to a movie or something," I 
told her, holding hands at the door.  "Hey, do they 
still have the end of term dance at JHS like when I was 
there?  When is that, two weeks from Friday?  I'm not 
much of a dancer, but if you don't mind me stepping on 
your feet now and then ... "

     She caught her breath and nodded quickly, her face 
starting to redden.  Jeez, she'd had her tongue in my 
asshole but she blushed when I asked her to a dance?  

     Girls!  Who could figure them out?  Who the hell 
even wanted to?  I kissed her again and got in the car.

     Back home, there was a bike parked by the garage 
door that had not been there when I left with Fi.  My 
eyebrows lifted.  If I didn't mistake my guess, that 
bike belonged to Todd, the guy whose makeout session 
with Kim had been the catalyst behind all this.  What 
the hell was he doing here?

     I let myself into the house.  Kim's bedroom door 
was wide open, and I could hear the sounds even before 
I got there.  I didn't walk in, but I knew she was on 
her bed, getting fucked.  By Todd.

     The creaking of the bed, the sounds that came out 
of her mouth, even the squishy noise of his cock 
penetrating her wet pussy -- they told me all I needed 
to know without seeing a goddamned thing.  I went back 
outside and waited in the backyard.

     In about half an hour I heard him leaving, so I 
went into the house.  Kim was in her t-shirt and thong, 
cleaning up in the kitchen.

     "Good one with Todd?" I asked, trying not to sound 
jealous, though I guess I was, at least a little.

     She shrugged.  "Not bad.  Good one with Fi?" she 
countered.  "Or was that _several_ good ones with Fi?"  
I whacked her gently on one bare asscheek.

     "Oh, Kev," she went on, her face suddenly all 
serious, "I don't want you to get the wrong idea, but I 
need a _boyfriend_, you know?  Somebody I can date, and 
make out with, even if someone's watching.  Not just a 
brother who's got a big hard-on for me.  And you need a 
girlfriend, for exactly the same reason.  Let's face 
it, Kev, we don't have a real big future as steadies.  
I mean, it really _is_ against the law, and stuff ... "

     She touched my hand, softly, not in the way of a 
turn-on but in the way of a sister.  I looked down into 
her brown eyes and thought how they were almost as 
pretty as big blue near-sighted ones.  Almost.  And I 
knew exactly what Kim meant, and just how true it was.

     I'd been forty kinds of a fool about all of this.  
I'd gotten obsessed sexually with my sister, for 
Christ's sake, and I had been thinking of her as if she 
really was my personal girlfriend.  Don't know what 
country you're living in, but in this one, that doesn't 
work at all.  Except if you live in Georgia.

     "But it's not like we have to completely _stop_, 
you know?" she added, snuggling up to me.  "Fucking you 
is a lot of fun.  Wish you could give Todd some 
lessons!  He can get there, but I'm gonna have to teach 
him, you know?  I'm _soooo_ glad I didn't save my first 
time for him.  When you fucked me, you did it just 
perfectly.  I wouldn't want it any other way.  But I 
can't ever be your girlfriend."

     Thinking back about what we had done, I wondered 
how long it had taken her to reach that conclusion.  
Longer than it did me, obviously, but I knew from the 
way we'd kissed and groped and fucked that she had been 
living a fantasy sorta like the one I had.  She had 
come onto me like a girl, not a sister, and I know she 
felt it the same way I had when we were doing all 
that crazy shit.

     Now, though, both of our heads were much clearer.  
Sure, I'd fuck her again, any time she wanted, _if_ she 
wanted it.  How could you _not_, with someone like Kim?  
The way she was looking at me, I thought that might 
even be fairly soon.  But the fever had definitely 
faded.

     Sure, it would be fun to fuck my sister, but it 
could never again be the wild, freaky, impromptu 
passion that had exploded like a fire between us a few 
nights ago.  That part of our lives was over.

     There was really nowhere for me and Kim to go, 
other than sneak around trying to knock off a quick 
piece without Mom or Dad catching us.  And that would 
happen sooner or later.  It was amazing we'd gotten 
away with as much as we had.  We were on borrowed time 
from the first moment we touched each other.

     On the other hand, I already sort of had a couple 
of dates lined up with Fi, a girl who actually seemed 
to believe my shit didn't stink and who fucked like a 
wet dream.  And after spending a few hours with Fiona, 
I understood the difference too, just as well as Kim 
did.

     Even as I stood here talking to Kim -- who had 
been the complete center of my universe just 12 hours 
ago -- I was mentally running my fingers through 
Fiona's almost-natural blonde hair and remembering how 
warm she felt under that bleach job.  I was wondering 
how soon it would be until I once again licked the 
strawberry taste off the smooth taut crack of her 
pussy.  Damn, I missed her already!

     "You're smarter than you look, Garlic Breath," I 
told Kim.  She made a monkey face at me, and for a 
moment we were the same squabbling sibs we'd been at 
the start of the week.  She punched my arm, just like 
old times, and I gave her bare butt cheek a little slap 
and then a friendly little squeeze.

     _That_ wasn't exactly like old times, and the 
spongy feel of her ass made me glad a few things had 
changed between us.  My fingers slipped into her crack, 
under the thong, felt the wet smooth split of her hot 
little punani.  The tip of one finger eased inside her.  
She was as tight and wet and hot as ever, but I almost 
wished it was Fiona's pussy I was feeling up.

     "Think you oughta save something for your 
girlfriend?" Kim purred, gliding into my arms.  "I hear 
she's coming over later."

     "Hope so ... " I agreed.  It seemed weird, but at 
the same time it was kinda nice, to be thinking of 
Fiona as my girlfriend.  Hearing the word from someone 
else made it seem that much more real.

     Kim hugged me, then looked up, her brown eyes 
sparkling with implied mischief.  "So I did good, 
fixing you up with Fi?"  I whacked her on the butt 
again.  She'd been pretty sneaky about it but, yeah, I 
thought she did good.

     She burrowed her firm little tits against my 
chest.  Their nipples were stiff and pointy under the 
t-shirt.  Their touch made me think about the way they 
tasted.  I cupped her butt cheek with my free hand, 
still toying a finger inside her wet pussy.  Kim 
snuggled even closer.

     "On the other hand, I'm not ready to quit you cold 
turkey, just yet, Kev.  I think I'm gonna have to taper 
off, you know?

     I nodded.  "That's what I was thinking too.  Maybe 
we can taper off together."

     And that's just what we did.


     THE END

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