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Part 3

Scott enjoyed the feeling of hot water washing all over his body. He desperately needed to release his load after his little episode with Trisha. He had a routine that he enjoyed when he wanted to masturbate in the shower. He turned the hot water knob until the water was really hot, but still at a temperature that Scott could withstand and still enjoy the feeling of the heat. He then increased the flow of hot water coming out of the shower head until it was gushing out at a higher speed and was roughly pounding his chest. He then turned around, and tilted his head back, so that the water was hitting the top part of the back of his head. Using some of his extra lathery soap which he specially asks his mom to buy because he "likes the scent," Scott took his now fully erect cock in his hands and started to slowly stroke it. He closed his eyes, loving the feeling of the near boiling water hitting the back of the top of his head and dripping down all over his shoulder blades, his lower back, down his muscular cheeks, and then finally down his well shaped calves.

(Author's note: I encourage guys, and maybe even girls, to try the process I described just once at least. You literally feel the blood in your head start to boil, and it's an extremely relaxing not to mention arousing feeling. The first time I masturbated this way, it was by far the best self-delivered orgasm I had ever felt! I'm actually considering doing it now........ ok... be right back................................... ok i'm back... whew!!! You all should try it!! Anyway, where was I... Oh yes, Scott's calves...)

Scott was careful with the tempo at which he stroked his stiffness, he wanted the feeling to last. Images of him and Trisha flew into his mind. Scott was sucking on her nipples, his arms around her back, holding her tight, while Trisha arched her back and moaned endlessly. Scott dropped one of his hands down to Trisha's sacred hotbox, feeling every inch of her abdomen along the way. The second he touched her dripping cunt, Trisha almost yelled in ecstacy.

"Oh God Scott, you're fucking driving me crazy..." she said in between moans and gasps.Scott continued invading his sister's pussy, teasing her by inserting one finger barely an inch into her. She started thrusting her hips forward, attempting to suck in as much as she could of Scott's finger, but Scott would pull his finger out, always leaving nothing but that one inch inside her.

"Scott.... please... just DO it already..." Scott didn't care about what she wanted, he wanted to pay her back for all the teasing. He continued to keep just that one inch inside, slowly moving it around her pussy, feeling every part of her inner walls.

"SCOTT... you bastard just FUCK ME!!!" That was what Scott wanted, he wanted Trisha to beg for it. He took his finger out and moved in closer to her, positioning his cock just outside her pussy walls. He moved his hands down to her butt cheeks, and dove into her with such force that if he had missed her pussy he would have done serious damage to his cock. Trisha screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure at the sudden invasion. Scott started to fuck his sister's dripping pussy, taking all 8 inches of it out, and then slowly sticking all of it in. He could swear he could feel his cock touching the back of Trisha's pussy. He started to build up his rhythm, and Trisha was meeting Scott's every thrust with one of her own, matching his speed. A rhythmic tapping of Scott's nut sack began to get louder and louder as both of them were starting to fuck like lustful animals.

"Oh God... oh shit... Scott... fuck me... harder.. faster!!! Come on, fuck the shit out of your sister!! Ohhhh... God... I'm gonna cum..." Scott started to drill her with all his might, entering deep into her pussy, ravaging her entire body as he did so.

"Scott... SCOTT... SCOTT... I'm cummmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnngggg!!!!!" At those words, and at the feeling of Trisha cumming all over his dick, Scott was sent over the edge, and he finally released the load that has been begging for freedom...

As Scott came down from his climax, he was breathing heavily, his cock still hard, oozing out the remaining cum that didn't make it out in the four full bursts he let loose. The hot water was still hitting his head. He finally opened his eyes, and savored the feeling of the blood in his head moving about at full speed because of the constant heat being applied to it. After his breathing returned to normal, he cleaned himself and finished up his shower.

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Scott put on some boxers and lay down on his bed to relax. He knew he should be getting dressed to go to his grandma's, but at the moment he just wanted to kick back and relax. His hormones have been off the charts ever since Trisha came, and he was having a hard time dealing with it. Even though he had just delivered himself sexually, he still craved Trisha more than ever, and was even thinking of watching Jason and his sister on his computer again. His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Scott? Can I come in?" It was Trisha.

"Yeah, sure." Trisha opened the door and stood in the doorway. She was still wearing the same thing, nothing but a shirt that barely covered the temple that Scott would do anything to visit. He sat up cross-legged and leaned against the back of his bed.

"Can I talk to you?" Without waiting for an answer, she approached him and sat opposite him on the bed with her legs strategically placed in front of her, and bent and stuck together so that Scott wouldn't be able to see her snatch. Scott admired her amazing legs, and wished nothing more than to wrap his arms around them and kiss and lick every inch of them. Her legs were the sexiest he had ever seen. He looked at Trisha who was looked straight at him, and he could've sworn that she was about to smile. But she didn't, instead she spoke.

"Scott, what's wrong with you? You're not being yourself lately, like something's on your mind. You can tell me you know, we've always been there for each other remember?" Scott sighed, he really didn't want to have this conversation with her.

"Trish, it's kinda hard to explain, and anyway, we need to get going to grandma's place."

"Don't worry about that, I called dad and told him that I'm still feeling sick and that you're gonna stay with me to look after me."

"Why'd you do that?" Scott felt he knew the reason, but he wasn't entirely sure, and he didn't think he would get that lucky anyway."

"Cuz I know something's wrong with you, and I wanna be there for you, in any... way... possible..." Trisha looked Scott in the eyes, and Scott saw that look of lust again. This time, however, he didn't want his thoughts to wander again.

"Look," he said, "I've just been... well... I've been really horny for the past few days. I was hoping that I'd fuck Jessica and that I'd satisfy my horniness, but you obviously put a quick end to that, and now I'm even hornier."

Trisha smiled, and said: "Scott, I really didn't want you to fuck her. And you know why? It's cuz I don't think she can satisfy enough. I don't think she can give you as much pleasure as you need."

"Trish, I know you're my sister and you wanna watch out for me and everything, but I mean there's limits to how much you can interfere with my life. I needed a quicky, and Jessica was more than willing, you had no right acting the way you did that night."

"I know," she replied, looking down at her feet, "but I guess I was just a bit..." and she paused.

Scott was at full attention now, trying not to focus on her sexy legs. "A bit what?"

Trisha took her time, and finally she said: "A bit... jealous..." She continued to look down, apparently ashamed at what she had just said.

Scott was speechless. He simply blinked. He was at a loss for words, and was struggling to say something. The only thing he could think of was: "Um... what?"

Trisha still looked down, placing her chin on her knees with the innocent and most angelic look on her face. "You heard me, I was jealous."

"Why the hell were you jealous?" Scott replied quickly. With that, Trisha looked up at him, and making sure she had Scott's eyes focusing on hers, she slowly opened her legs, just enough for Scott to be able to see what she intended him to see. Scott sensed her legs moving, but kept his eyes locked on hers. After analyzing the movement in his head, he realized that she had opened her legs ever so slightely. Thinking that it was a mistake that she would adjust very soon, he continued to look into her eyes, not wanting to be caught looking down. For the next few seconds, Scott just looked into Trisha's eyes, and she looked back, and no one said anything. He waited for what seemed like an hour for her to close her legs, as silence continued to fill the room. After an eternity, Scott couldn't take it anymore. A good 15 seconds had passed with them just looking at each other, and Scott didn't care anymore. He allowed his eyes to drop down.

He first saw her feet, and caught himself thinking that Trisha had perfect toes, and a whole fantasy involving whipped cream, Trisha's toes, and Scott's tongue entered his head. His eyes started tracing her soft skinned legs, beautiful and perfect. As his gazed continued to move up her legs, he reached her thighs, incredibly sexy, absolutely flawless. And finally, he saw it, the great shrine. Trisha's pussy. It was perfectly shaved, and some of it slightly protruded from the inside, indicating to Scott that Trisha may have thoughts of her own going through her mind. He could literally feel the heat being given out by her pussy, and he could almost smell it from where he was. He wanted to taste her so bad. After looking at this beautiful sight for a while, Scott remembered that Trisha was in the room too along with her pussy. He looked up at her, and realized that she was looking down, right at his fully erect cock and the tent it had formed under his boxers. She had a far away look in her eyes, as if she was having her own fantasies. Scott looked at his sister's chest, where her beautiful tits seemed to be struggling to get out of that shirt. Her nipples were extremely hard and jutted out, creating one of the sexiest and most memorable scenes that Scott has ever seen. Scott's dick was harder than it had ever been.

So there they were, sitting there, no one saying a word, both of them staring, but not touching. Not moving. Barely even breathing. Scott was wondering if he should make a move, if he should simply break the silence, or if he should shut up and simply wait for Trisha to take matters in her own hands. Finally, Trisha was the one to act. She moved her right foot towards Scott, slowly making her way across the bed sheets. She lifted it slightly, and slowly continued moving forward, until her foot finally hit its mark: Scott's dick.

Scott did the only thing he could. He shuddered, uncontrollably. The feeling of his sister's foot on his crotch almost made him cum right then and there. He looked up at Trisha, his mouth still open in shock, and realized she was looking straight at him, the innocent, angelic look gone and replaced a look of lust and desire. Trisha started to gently massage her brother's dick, slowly moving it around to feel all 8 inches of it, and making fist with her toes when she reached the head, trying to grasp the head with her foot.

Suddenly, Scott and Trisha heard a car pull up in the driveway. Trisha jumped up and looked out the window, and saw the all too familiar 1999 red Volvo.

"Shit, it's mom and dad!" She started to make her way out of Scott's room. She stopped halfway, turned around, and looked at Scott, who was still in shock at what his sister had done. She quickly came over to his bed, bent down, and gently planted the softest kiss on the corner of Scott's mouth. She moved to his ear, and whispered: "Sorry..." And she hurried out of his room. Scott was left with a raging erection and a dumbfounded look on his face.

<<end of part 3>>

more soon! :)

y bad fights, just the usual occasional argument. But as we’d gotten older, we hadn’t spent as much time together.

There was another reason, too. Over the last couple of years, since Anna had started to fill out, I’d started fantasizing about her, lusting after her. She was quite attractive. About 5'2, she was half a foot shorter than me, and had a very petite build. She had long and wavy brown hair that accented her slender neck and matched her gorgeous brown eyes. Her legs and belly were firm and toned from years of dance and gymnastics. Her breasts were small (I’m guessing a B cup), but firm and perky, and sometimes I could see her nipples sticking out through her shirts. And her ass... my god, her ass. The cutest ass I’d ever seen! Small and round, firm and cute, it stuck out just a tiny bit when she walked, making my heart go pit-pat, and making other parts of my body do less poetic things. Because of all of this, and because of the feelings I had, I often got nervous when trying to talk to her. I didn’t want to accidentally give away my feelings, or who knows what trouble I might have gotten into. I knew I couldn’t try anything, because she was my sister. I wouldn’t do anything, unless I got some sign that she wanted it too. Fat chance of that... until that morning.

Since I didn’t really have anything planned for the day except chilling out at home, instead of getting dressed after I took a shower, I just threw on a pair of boxers. The weather was getting hotter, and I don’t really like being sweaty, at least not when it is because of the temperature. I did this fairly often when I was just slumming around at home, and it had never been a problem before. I was walking down the hallway when I felt a cool draft from the air conditioning vent. I decided to stand there and enjoy it for a minute, so I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes.

I opened them about 30 seconds later, to see Anna staring at me. It looked like she had just recently gotten up, because she was still in her pajamas, which consisted of loose soft pants and a thin t-shirt. The direct link between my penis and my brain noticed that she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, because I could vaguely see the impression of her nipples against the fabric of the shirt. She was staring at me, wide-eyed, not saying a word. My first thought was, oh shit, I bet I’m hanging out of my boxers, how embarrassing. I glanced down nervously, but the troops were still in line, nothing visible. But I followed her line of sight, and realized with some shock that my boxers were definitely what she was staring at. Specifically, the bulge in them. It didn’t make sense. My sister had seen me wearing only my boxers many times before. Then I realized that the boxers I was wearing were pretty old, and smaller than most of the others I wore, which were usually pretty loose. My bulge was definitely more apparent when I wore these. I decided to say something to her.

"Hey, Anna, don’t stare too hard, huh? You’ll burn holes through it." I joked. She smiled nervously and blushed eleven shades of red, but didn’t stop looking. I realized immediately that this might, just might, be the chance I had been waiting for. But I needed to get her to actually admit to what she was doing, before I could try to proceed further. Otherwise, if I was wrong about what she was staring at, I could get in serious trouble. I tried a different tack.

"Anna, seriously, what are you staring at?" This time I got a reaction. She stopped staring, but she had a shy look on her face, and couldn’t look me in the eye.

"Sorry, Joe. Don’t be mad. I was, um, I was looking at, well... I can really see your, um, your package. Please don’t be mad." She was very embarrassed and shy, pleading with me not to get angry. This was totally different from her usually confident and slightly pushy personality. I wondered if this was why she had never had a boyfriend, even though she was so pretty. Maybe she was just really shy when it came to sexual topics.

"I’m not mad, Anna, but I don’t really get it. You’ve seen me in my boxers plenty of times before, and you never had this reaction." Of course, I knew the real reason why she had noticed this time, but I wanted to hear what she had to say, wanted to keep her talking about it.

"Well, I guess I saw it before, but never, you know, really looked. Like the difference between just hearing and actually listening..." She was staring at it again. "It looks a lot bigger than I thought it would be."

"Oh really? And how much time did you spend thinking about how big it would be?" I teased her, and her shy smile grew.

"You know what I mean. Bigger than it seemed like other times that I saw you wearing just your boxers." I decided to press further.

"Have you ever actually seen one?" She blushed furiously.

"No, not a real one. I’ve seen pictures on the internet and stuff, plus the crap pictures they show in sex-ed. And my friends have told me about what they are like. And, like, I saw Toby’s when I was in fourth grade." Toby was a guy who had gone to elementary school with her. "But his looked silly, like a little floppy worm." She giggled. "Not like yours. Yours looks like it’s probably pretty thick. Like... I don’t know, like Toby’s was a toy and yours is all business."

I laughed. "Very poetic, Anna." Hearing her talk about how thick my penis looked was, of course, only making it bigger. It was pressing against my boxers, trying to escape. The only thing that saved it from springing loose on its own was the fact that I had twisted the boxers ever so slightly, so that the fly hole was not directly lined up in the front. Only compounding the issue was the fact that I could now clearly see the impression of her nipples against her shirt, and since it was a warm day, the only likely cause was that she was getting turned on. She walked a little closer to me, looking me in the eyes this time.

"Is it big?" She seemed genuinely curious. I decided to be honest.

"It isn’t huge, or anything. Guys like to make jokes about their ‘nine inch monster,’ but the truth is that extremely few men have a penis that size. But yes, mine gets decently large." I had measured (doesn’t everybody?) and mine maxed out at a quite respectable 7 inches. A bolder guy would have whipped it out right then and there, but I am a pretty cautious individual, and wanted to make absolutely sure that she was into it.

"Would you... would you maybe let me see it?" I gaped at her. This was too easy! She mistook my surprised look for displeasure and scrambled to explain herself. "I mean, I just feel a little silly being sixteen and never having seen one. I didn’t mean to offend you or anything. Please, I promise I wouldn’t tell anyone."

I smiled and gently caressed her hair. I figured the more it seemed like I was going along with her idea, the less likely it was that I would get in trouble. "Okay, I guess, just this once, I could let you look."

By now I was at full mast, and pretty much desperate to pull it out anyway. But before I could even do anything, Anna grabbed my boxers and pulled them down in one quick movement. I shouldn’t have been surprised. This was actually more in line with her usual confident personality; once she decides what she wants, she just goes for it. She had made pulling down my boxers a full body motion, so that by the time they were down, her face was right at the level of my fully erect penis.

She gasped almost comically, and her eyes got really big. "That goes inside of people?!"

I laughed. "That’s what it’s for." She seemed mesmerized. Then, another shock, she suddenly grasped it around the middle with her right hand. I could feel the soft skin of her palm, the tender but firm grip of her small fingers, and my cock twitched.

"It’s so hard, but the skin is so soft. I’ll bet it’s really sensitive," she whispered. With the index finger of her other hand, she traced a gentle line across the head. An insane thought crossed my mind, that her nail polish clashed terribly with the color of my cockhead. What? I needed to pay attention to what was going on.

"Oh, jeez, I’m sorry," she said suddenly, removing both hands, and looking very sheepish. "I just got carried away."

"No, that’s alright, I don’t mind. You can touch it if you want to." I flashed her a winning smile. Don’t mind? What an understatement! In my head I was doing a little dance of happiness. She immediately returned her right hand to its grasping position.

"Thanks for letting me do this." My grin threatened to reach the ends of my face. Very slowly, she began to pump her hand up and down. "I think you have a very nice one," she whispered, barely audible. My heart was beating at a hundred miles an hour. She tenderly ran her left index finger down the ridge at the base of my cockhead, and continuing down the full length of the shaft. I shuddered at the sensation, and the tip moistened itself with a couple glistening drops of precum.

"Hey, that’s precum, isn’t it?" I stared at her, incredulous.

"You seem to know an awful lot about this."

"Just because I’ve never done this before doesn’t mean that I don’t know anything about it," she pouted. "I’m not dumb you know."

"Sorry."

"So, am I right? It’s precum, right?" I nodded. She was staring directly at the head. "I’m gonna try something," she said, quickly and almost under her breath. I could barely hear her. "Don’t be mad, okay?" Before I could even react, she brought her face up to my dick and, with quick flick of her tongue, licked the precum off the tip.

Now it was my turn to gasp loudly. And only a small part of it was from how good it felt; mostly it was surprise. Anna immediately backed a few feet away and sort of cowered on the floor. She started babbling what sounded like a long and confused sentence.

"I’m sorry, Joe, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, well I mean I did mean to, but I’m sorry, please don’t be mad, I just really wanted to try it and see what it was like, and now you’re gonna be mad at me, please don’t be mad at me, please don’t tell Mom and Dad, I’m sorry –" I walked over to her, put my hand on her shoulder, and got her to stand up, cutting off the flow of her words by placing a finger on her lips and saying "shhh." She looked at me, tears just beginning to well up in her eyes, and let out a final, whispered "I’m sorry." I put one hand on each of her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes.

"First of all," I said firmly, "we can’t ever tell anyone about any of this. Do you understand?" She nodded nervously. I felt a little silly lecturing her while she was dressed and I was naked, especially because we were standing so close that my erect penis was pressing against her. "Second, I’m not angry with you. Not even a little." She seemed visibly relieved. "I was just really surprised. I didn’t expect you to do that."

"I didn’t expect me to do that either." She blushed a little. "I mean, you’re my brother and everything. But I wanted to see what it was like. You didn’t mind?"

"It was very nice." She smiled a little. "And it looked very sexy." I chose my next words very carefully. "I would love it if you did it some more." She looked at me, with just the slightest hint of a coy smile.

"You mean, give you a blowjob?" She seemed to be seriously considering it.

"Only if you really want to. I don’t want to force you into it." My heart was racing. She smiled sweetly.

"I think it could be fun. I don’t really know how, but you could teach me, right?" I nodded, breathlessly. "And I know that you would never hurt me or anything. Plus, you wouldn’t go bragging to all your friends about it and give me a bad reputation..." She looked me over, and now I could definitely see a naughty smile on her face. "And besides, I can tell that you want it really bad." I stammered uselessly, and she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I’ll do it," she said, with a matter-of-fact calmness that seemed almost out of place.

She knelt down in front of my dick, and once again grasped it with one hand. "It is a very nice one," she said softly. I could feel her moist warm breath. Slowly, tentatively, her tongue touched the tip. First a couple of small licks, really no more than just touching the tip of her tongue to my cock. Then a few larger and more confident licks. She kissed the tip, and a few places on the shaft.

"You know," she said, looking up at me, "there’s no way that I can put that whole thing in my mouth." I guess she didn’t know as much about it as she thought she did.

"Don’t worry about it. Most girls don’t put the whole thing in their mouth. That’s called ‘deepthroating,’ and it’s a lot harder to do," I explained. She looked up at me, a little confused, still holding onto my cock with one hand.

"How am I supposed to do it, then?"

"Think about how you would suck on a popsicle. You wouldn’t put the whole thing in your mouth at once, or you would choke. You can lick all parts of it, or you can suck on the end of it. Try to be creative... you know, make it sexy. Just don’t bite it."

"Alright, I’ll do my best. But keep in mind, it’s my first time doing it, I might not be so good at it." She looked up at me, and I could see the eagerness in her eyes. She really wanted to do it right. She kissed the tip again, but this time, instead of breaking the kiss, she opened her lips slightly, and slowly let the head enter her mouth. The warm smooth surface of her lips felt like heaven against the flesh of my cock. While it was in her mouth, her lips formed a tight and pulsing seal, while she rubbed her tongue against the tip. Then, slowly, she removed it from her mouth. Once it was out, she deftly swirled her tongue around the head a couple of times. I realized that I hadn’t taken a breath in nearly half a minute.

"Am I doing a good job?" she asked.

"Absolutely amazing. Jesus, Anna, is that how you eat a popsicle?"

"That’s how I eat a sexy popsicle," she replied, winking at me, and then she got back to work. This time, she started at the base of the shaft, and wetly ran her tongue all the way up the length of it. Reaching the head, she teased it by flicking her tongue on it, and then swallowed the head again. She started moving her head gently up and down, all the while her tongue sliding smoothly against it. The sensation was amazing. I put one hand on her shoulder to brace myself, otherwise I think I might have fallen over. With the other hand I slowly caressed her hair.

After about a minute, she tried to get more of my cock into her mouth, and managed to fit about 3 inches of it before I felt the tip hit the back of her mouth. She had such a small mouth, she was never going to be able to deepthroat anyone. But that didn’t matter, she more than made up for that with creativity and enthusiasm. She tried to get more in, and I felt her gag.

"Hey, Anna, don’t hurt yourself. It feels fantastic just from what you were doing before." She took my advice, and retreated back to having only 2 or 3 inches in her mouth. She went on licking and sucking for a couple of minutes.

"Oh god, Anna, I’m gonna cum soon," I warned. She stopped sucking for a moment and looked up at me.

"I wanna try to swallow it. Guys like that, right?" I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! My little sister wanted to swallow my cum? None of my girlfriends had ever even done that.

"Oh yeah, guys love that. But be careful not to choke on it, there’s gonna be more than you expect," I managed to croak out through my now very heavy breathing. She went back to sucking, and withing a minute I started to cum.

I’m always pretty quiet when I cum (probably from years of masturbating in my room, which is right next to Anna’s room, training myself not to shout out so that she wouldn’t hear me), and this time was no exception. But the feeling was incredible, like somebody was wrenching my entire body and soul out of me through my cock. I could feel stream after stream of my cum shooting into Anna’s mouth. What’s more, I could feel her throat muscles working to swallow as much as she could. But as I had suspected, it was too much for her. The edge of her mouth opened as she started to choke a little, and thick white cum spilled out onto her lips and chin, and then down onto her shirt.

I finished cumming, and my body tingled all over, but she wasn’t done yet. She swallowed what was left in her mouth, then proceeded to lick all over my cock, to get any that was left. Once that was done, she slowly licked her lips to get the remaining cum. She tried a couple of times to reach the cum on her chin with her tongue, but it was too far to reach, so she wiped it off with her fingers, and then sucked it off of them. This was too much. It was so fucking hot! Seeing her do all that was almost better than cumming. Almost. I had to sit down... basically I collapsed against the wall and then slid down to the floor, never once taking my eyes away from her.

She seemed to emerge from a daze, and looked at me innocently. "Did you like it?"

"My god, Anna, that was absolutely, no question, the hottest thing I have ever seen. Bar none. And it felt awesome. Man, that was sooo hot..." I was literally breathless from the entire business, but I still managed to be surprised by her reaction to what I’d said. She giggled and blushed shyly. What the hell? She was still feeling embarrassed? Whatever, it was her first time. I felt unbelievably good, and I wanted to return the favor, but I wasn’t quite sure how to initiate it. Then suddenly, I got an idea.

"Oh, hey, you’ve got some on your shirt," I pointed out to her. There was, in fact, quite a bit of my cum spilled onto her shirt, most of it on her breasts. Her clothes sense kicked in immediately.

"Oh no, is it going to leave a stain?" she asked. Of course, I knew it wouldn’t, but I decided a little white lie couldn’t hurt, and might even help.

"It might, if you don’t wash it out soon. Here, come into the bathroom," I said, standing up. "I’ll help you wash it out." She got up, and we walked towards the bathroom. As we walked, she slipped an arm around my waist, and leaned her head against me. This is going to be a piece of cake, I thought to myself. We got into the bathroom, and she started to wet a washcloth. "Hold on," I said. "This will be easier if you take the shirt off." She took it off instantly. Strangely, at that moment I don’t think she even thought of the sexual implications. She just wanted to clean her favorite pajama shirt. Girls...

Now, for the first time, Anna’s cute little breasts were exposed to me. They were gorgeous. Firm and round, with small pink nipples that stuck up perkily. Her nipples were quite hard, and looked perfectly suckable. Patience, Joe, patience, I told myself. She put the shirt in the sink and turned on the water, as I stood behind her. While she began to rinse it, I placed my hands on the sides of her body, just below her breasts. I heard her breathe in sharply, but she continued to clean the shirt. Slowly, smoothly, I cupped a perfect little breast in each hand, and began to very lightly massage them. She sighed audibly, and I moved myself closer, pressing my body against hers. My massaging got a little firmer, and although I hadn’t even touched her cute pink nipples yet, she was already breathing heavily.

"What are you doing?" she managed to ask. She was still trying to wash the shirt, but she wasn’t really paying attention to it anymore.

"You made me feel so good. I’m just trying to return the favor."

"Oh, Joe, that’s alright, you don’t need to-oooh!" Her last word turned into a moan as I simultaneously brushed my fingertips across both of her nipples. I could tell that they were very sensitive, and I started to rub them softly. She wasn’t even trying to wash the shirt anymore. I moved my head to whisper in her ear.

"You know, it’s really a shame that you’re standing like this, otherwise I wouldn’t be limited to using my hands." I flicked my tongue against her earlobe to make it obvious what I meant. Almost immediately, she turned around. She had a pleading look in her eyes. I moved my mouth down to one of her nipples and breathed a warm breath onto it. I kissed the skin around it, without actually touching it.

"Please, stop teasing," she whispered.

"What about your shirt?" I smirked at her. She looked at me for a moment.

"What about my shirt?" and arched her chest out towards me. I flicked my tongue against her nipple, and then gave it a couple of slow wet licks. She moaned, and arched her chest even more. Using my other hand to slowly rub the other nipple, I began to suck on the first one, alternating between just sucking on it and teasing it with my tongue. Her hands were on the back of my head, at first just holding it gently, but soon she was practically shoving my head down onto her tit, moaning softly.

"This is so nice," she said softly. She was mumbling and whispering about how nice it was, just barely loud enough for me to hear her. She said something that made me start for a second, but it was so quiet that it could have been my imagination: "It must be nice to be your girlfriend." Then, back at a normal speaking volume, she said "Is this how I made you feel? When I gave you a blowjob?" I unlatched my mouth from her nipple and smiled at her.

"Not even close, sweetness. What you did felt much more intense than this."

"What was it like?"

"Well, come on Anna, you’ve masturbated before, right?" She nodded. "And you’ve made yourself cum from doing it, right?" Again she nodded. "Well, when someone else makes you cum, it feels like that, but a hundred times better."

"Really?" She seemed excited by the concept. She stared into my eyes with a desperately wanton gaze. "Do you think..." she said softly, "do you think maybe you could –"

"Shhh," I said, touching a finger to her lips, and smiling. I kissed her forehead. "You don’t even have to ask." Without speaking, I led her out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. At the edge of her bed, I moved her hands to the waistband of her pajama pants, and motioned for her to take them off. She pulled down her pants and her panties together and kicked them off, leaving her totally naked and beautiful in front of me. I grabbed her and held her close to me, kissing her neck, and then sucking it gently. One of my hands slowly snaked its way down her side, over her belly, and ever nearer to her pussy. I lay her down on the bed and kissed her belly, then took my first good look at her adorable little pussy. It was perfect, untouched by anyone except her. It looked extremely tight. And surprisingly, it was shaved clean. I ran my fingers over the mound and she hissed lightly in pleasure. With one finger, I traced along the tight slit, from top to bottom and back. I pushed my finger in ever so slightly, not even up to the first knuckle, then withdrew it. Then I pushed it in a tiny bit further, and then withdrew it again. While tight, she was very wet. She was also starting to squirm under my touch.

I bent down and kissed first the top of her pussy and then the opening. I ran my tongue up and down the slit, and she squealed happily. Her legs wrapped tightly around my neck, and I saw that she was rubbing her nipples. Slowly, I inserted my tongue into her pussy, and I spent several minutes tasting the inside of her, occasionally removing my tongue from her pussy to tease her little clit with it. She was moaning loudly now, first my name, and then just loud sounds of pleasure. Pushing my tongue in deeper, I used one hand to rub on her clit. Now she wasn’t just moaning; her entire body was bucking against me. Her moans turned to loud shouts, and increased the rhythm of my licking and rubbing.

"Oh god, Joe, I’m cumming! Yes! Yes!" she screamed, and her second cry of ‘yes’ turned into a shriek of pure pleasure as she was gripped by her orgasm. Her back arched spasmodically, and I felt a gush of wetness. After a moment she collapsed back down onto the bed, eyes closed and breathing hard. I licked her clean, then moved up on the bed so that I was lying next to her. Her eyes were still closed, and her face was flushed. I kissed her on the cheek, and her eyes opened. She hugged me and rested her head on my shoulder, and I felt her little breasts pressing against my bare chest.

"Oh, Joe... Thank you so much," she whispered. "I’ve never felt it like that before." She looked into my eyes. "Thank you."

"I love you," I confessed. She did not respond with words. She just kissed me. First gently, and then fiercely. I nibbled on her lower lip and she pressed her body against me. Parting her lips with my tongue, I explored her mouth, and she reciprocated. When our kiss ended, we simply lay together, holding each other, for several minutes.

"Hey, Joe," she said.

"Hey, gorgeous," I replied. She smiled, and gestured downward with her eyes.

"You’re hard again." Indeed, I was. I hadn’t even noticed. I’d been so consumed by a flood of emotions that a little thing like being unbelievably horny had managed to escape my notice. My cock was fully hard again, and pressing against her.

"I guess I am." She bit her lower lip pensively, and thought for a moment. Then she looked into my eyes.

"Joe... make love to me."

"What? Anna, are you sure?" I asked, almost not willing to believe the wonderful turn of events that had gotten us here.

"Please. I love you. And you’re the only one I trust. You would never hurt me." The honesty and trust in her expression was touching. "You don’t have to worry about getting me pregnant. Mom’s had me on the pill for almost a year." She smiled. "Dad doesn’t know about it, or he’d freak out. He thinks it’s another dumb vitamin supplement that she’s giving me. Plus, it’s the safe part of the month."

"And you’re sure this is what you want?" Again, I know that many guys would have been full steam ahead, but like I said, I am a cautious fellow. This time it wasn’t honesty or trust that I saw on Anna’s face, but pure lust.

"Yes. Fuck me. Make me cum again." She moved her face close to mine. "Fuck your little sister. I want it so bad. I want to be yours." That was more than enough for me. I kissed her tenderly and lay her on her back. I was poised over her body, and she looked so ready, so willing, and so vulnerable.

"You’re a virgin," I said. It was not a question. She nodded, a little nervous. I caressed her breast. "Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle."

"I know. I trust you." I placed the head of my cock at the wet entrance to her pussy, rubbing the head against the slit. She whimpered, and I started to push it in. She was tighter than any girl that I’d ever had before, not that I’d had too many. The head popped in and she gasped. She was so warm, so wet. I pushed further, and I felt the walls of her eager virgin pussy clinging at my cock. I could feel that I had reached her hymen, so I stopped my progress, and looked at her for a moment.

"How are you doing?" I asked.

"It feels so big. How much of it is in me?" she said breathlessly.

"Only a little more than half of it." Her eyes got big.

"Please, put the rest in. The suspense is too much." I could see that she was afraid, but she was ready.

"This might hurt a little, but only for a moment." I looked her in the eyes. "I love you." I thrust myself into her, breaking past her hymen and burying my whole length in her. She yelped and I stopped to see if she was hurt.

"It’s okay," she said, but there were tears in her eyes. "I’ll be fine. Just give me a second. God, that feels so big in me, so deep. I feel so... filled." A tear sneaked down her cheek, and I wiped it away.

"Are you sure you’re okay?" I asked her, concerned. She looked so fragile.

"Yeah," she smiled. "It just hurt a little more than I expected."

"Let me make it better," I said, slowly pulling out until only the head was still in. She seemed about to protest my removing it, and then I gradually pushed it back in. I fucked her slowly and deeply for a minute, and she was breathing heavily, her hands on her breasts.

"Better?" I asked.

"All sorts of better," she said. "I never knew it would be like this... But could you go maybe a little faster?"

"I was just going slow to get you used to it," I explained. "If you want it harder, I’ll give you as much as you can handle." I started to speed up. Her legs wrapped around my waist and drew me closer. She was moaning loudly now, crying out my name, and shouting things like "Yes! More!" I don’t think there was a drop of blood in my brain; it had all flowed straight down south. She put her arms around my back and drew me closer to her. Her breasts pressed against me, and I sucked on her neck. I could feel her pussy walls pulling at my cock, and I could see that she was loving it. Speeding up again, I pistoned my cock in and out of her at a feverish pace, and her cries of pleasure changed from intermittent to nearly constant. I knew I couldn’t last too much longer before I came, but she was even closer.

Her shouts swelled to a single long shriek of ecstacy as her orgasm began. As before, her back arched, this time making her press her body against me. Her arms gripped my back with surprising force, but that was nothing to the vise-like grip that her pussy suddenly exerted onto my cock. I was basically stuck fast, buried in her pussy and unable to move as it squeezed against my cock. It felt so good it almost hurt. In any case, it was more than I could take. I started cumming into her, feeling my cum jet out, filling her. I kissed her full on the mouth, cutting of her scream, and she seemed to channel all the energy of the scream into the kiss.

We collapsed against each other at almost the exact same moment, exhausted but satisfied. For at least five minutes we lay together, holding each other, my dick still deep into her pussy, neither of us saying a word. Eventually, my dick shrank and came out of her. Still we held each other quietly. She was the first one to break the silence.

"Joe... Am I your girl now?" She looked so hopeful and unsure. I smiled and kissed the tip of her nose.

"For as long as you want me, I’m yours." I meant it. She smiled back at me, and kissed me very lightly on the lips, a sisterly sort of kiss.

"I have the best brother in the world," she murmured, and nuzzled her face against my shoulder. I held her close. I knew this was the beginning of something amazing.

he summer.  And there were plenty of places in the woods or along the waterfronts where one could be alone and jerk-off.  I did a lot of that.

We always started going down to the cottage in the spring, around Easter, to start getting the place ready for the summer.  There was a lot to do like raking leaves, spring cleaning, and I even helped dad do some house painting.  My parents would put a dollar figure to each chore that needed to be done. If I worked real hard and did a good job, I could make a couple of dollars a day. And I worked hard enough that several neighbors starting hiring me to help with their chores.  I did very well!  I know that sounds like 3rd world child labor today, but that was a great deal of money for a kid back then.

As Memorial Day weekend approached, everything was done and ready for the summer.  Mom &amp; I prepared to move to the cottage for the summer and my dad would come down on weekends. But they always liked to party on this long weekend, so my Aunt Tess, Uncle Paul and cousin Sara were invited to visit for the long weekend.  It didn't matter to me since I planned on disappearing, fooling around with friends and jerking-off as often as possible.  And I figured that wouldn't be too difficult with Mom & Dad entertaining the family.

We arrived at the cottage Friday evening around 7:00pm and the guests arrived about an hour later. I hadn't seen them for a couple of years, since they didn't live in the same area.  I was never really attracted to my cousin when I was younger.  She was not quite a year younger than me and had just turned 13 a month ago.  We didn't have much in common.  I lived in a small city and she lived in the country.  But when they arrived and I saw her, my dick jumped a bit.

At just thirteen she actually had some nice little tits. I guessed that made sense; my mom and her sister Aunt Tess were relatively slim with nice tits, considering they were both in their mid-thirties. I remembered Sara used to be just a tad chubby, but I guess that was baby fat because she was now very fit, about 5’ 4" tall and athletic looking. Maybe I should hang-out awhile and see what kind of person she was growing up to be. She looked good, but was she a stuck-up bitch, or maybe very shy, or maybe didn't like boys yet?  I really didn’t know her at all.

The evening progressed with the parents catching up on the times and sitting around the fireplace with their favorite alcoholic beverages.  Sara and I sat around with the parents listening and attempting fake smiles and laughs.  It was boring as hell.  I finally asked Sara if she'd like to take a walk so I could show her around.  She was happy to get out of there and at this point the parents were starting to get louder and slurring their words.

As we walked down the dimly lit street toward the bay, there was only small talk.  She was a little shy, but seemed more guarded than anything.  I pulled out a cigarette and started to light it when she said, "Oh, do you smoke"?  I took a drag and handed it towards her. "Would you like some?”  She hesitated.  "I've never done that. But can I try?”  She took a drag and immediately started coughing. When I asked if she was OK, she started laughing. "I guess I'm just a sheltered little girl. Living in the country is really boring. Especially without any brothers, sisters or close friends."

"So would you like to learn how to smoke?”  The answer took me by surprise when she said, I want to learn a lot of things.”  We continued walking as I trained her in the fine art of smoking, inhaling and blowing smoke through her nose. She started loosening up and talking and laughing more.  She was becoming more comfortable, and her curiosity of the world was more apparent.

When we reached the water at the end of the street, we sat, looked out and talked some more. About school, home, friends, hobbies, interests, just a whole lot of nothing.  Eventually I had to take a piss, stood and started walking toward a tree.  "I'll be right back.”  I walked behind a tree and with my back to Sara, whipped it out and started going.  Just then Sara walks around the tree and is standing a few feet from me staring down at my cock.

My first reaction was to cover-up, but I didn't want to piss on myself, so I stood there and finished. When I was done, I shook it and started putting it away when she said, "Don't put it away yet.  I've never seen a real one".  Well now it started growing.  I took my hand away and let her watch as it stiffened.  Her curiosity grew and she asked, "Can I touch it"?  At this point it leaped to its full length of 6 inches.  (Yea, I know.  I wasn’t hung like a horse, but it got bigger when I got older.)

I nodded and Sara dropped to her knees and stared for another minute before delicately wrapping her hand around it. This was heaven.  The last time anyone else ever touched my dick was when I was a child being taught how to bath myself. Sara began talking and asking questions.

"Does this hurt?  Is it OK?  I've only heard about boys things and once saw a photo of a man and a woman naked.  I've never seen my dad.  He's always so careful.  I've tried sneaking peeks, but never could.  Does this feel good to you?  Is this what they call a hand job?" I was mesmerized. I just let her talk.  But I had to answer the last question.

You have to move your hand up and down for it to be a hand job" I said with a shaky voice. She started moving a little.  "Stroke it up and down with a firm grip, but not too tight."  She was now doing a good job and I knew I wouldn't last long.  I could already feel the tingling.  "I going to cum soon" I said taking short breaths.  She continued stroking and looked briefly up into my eyes, which were gazing on her small hand pumping my cock.

"What's cum mean?  Should I stop?"  Just then I shot a thick rope that just missed her face. She jumped back, but kept stroking as I moaned loudly. Another string shot out and again missed her.  Then a few short shots dribbled down her hand. The sensitivity was intense and I asked her to stop rubbing.  She was smiling and looking at the cum on her hand. Cautiously she moved he hand closer, smelled the cum, then took a lick. My cock was just starting to deflate when she licked up all the cum off her hand. Then she looked at the deflating rod and swiped her tongue along the underside scooping as much cum as she could. Now I'm back to full attention and throbbing like an angry bull’s heart.

"You really don't know what cum is?” I asked. She looked up. I know this sounds dumb, but I don't know hardly anything about sex, except a little I've overheard at summer girls school", she said pouting.  Although she was somewhat embarrassed, it was apparent she figured this was her best chance to learn about sex.  And my wheels started turning full speed as I figured this was my best chance to try sex and do some exploring of my own.

"Did you like the taste?" I asked. "Yea, it tastes good. So what is cum?”  I explained briefly and asked if she ever rubbed herself down there and got wet.  Sara blushed and nodded yes. I asked if she ever had an orgasm.  She looked puzzled, so I explained boy and girl orgasms as best I could. "I don't think I ever had one of those" she said disappointedly.

"Have you ever heard of a blow job?" I asked. "Yea, but I don't know what it is or how to do it" she answered.  "Will you teach me?"  I just about fell over. Will I teach her? I never had one, but sure I would teach her. "Well, you're already past the first step.  You like the taste of cum and you already licked it.  So let's get the lesson started. Lick it some more, like a lollipop."

Sara smiled and started. She licked all over my hard cock, even hit my balls a few times. I never felt anything like it and she was very into it.  Trying so hard to pleasure me, to learn, to experience.  Asking nothing in return.  But I'd help her out later.  Right now I just wanted to cum in a mouth for the first time.

"Sara, take the tip in your mouth and gently suck.  That's great.  Now start moving your mouth up and down, like what you did with your hand.  Oh that is wonderful.  That's it, move your tongue around as you bob up & down. Ahh... that's fucking perfect." My heart was beating loud and my breath was short. I was getting close when Sara grabbed my cock and started stroking it as she bobbed her head.  The feeling came back and I let loose. Her eyes widened and then she started sucking harder.  Spurt after spurt I filled her sumptuous mouth with my cum and she didn't miss a drop.

I was surprised at Sara’s level of innocence and inexperience, so much more so than my own.  I had never had any sexual experiences with girls, but I did know a lot more than Sara.  I had been experimenting with my body for a couple of years. When I had my first wet dream, which I found out later was just pre-cum, I examined it under my microscope.  I smelled it and tasted it. I saw some squiggly things through the lens.  I was able to learn a little about our bodies from medical & health books at the library, and of course from asking some older kids in the neighborhood.  You didn’t ask sex questions from your parents in the 1950’s.  And then here was Sara.  Didn’t have a clue.  Knew so little, but was curious enough to now want to learn.  I suspected a protected existence out in the country with her affluent parents.

Sara pulled away and let my cock fall from her mouth.  I could see she was swirling her tongue around, savoring the taste, then she opened her mouth and started blowing cum bubbles.  After a moment swallowed with a big gulp and we both started laughing loudly.  I pulled her from her knees and kissed her on the lips, the first real kiss for both of us.  She pulled away for a moment then kissed me hard.  Our tongues began parting each others lips.  I could taste the remnants of my explosion as our tongues explored. 

I began pushing back, then held her in a sensitive hug.  “We should be getting back to the cottage.  They’ll be getting worried.” She whispered in my ear.  It was getting late, after 11:00pm.  I kissed her ear and nodded. “But we have three more days and I want to learn more.  OK?” she yearned.

“Yea Sara.  I think we’ll both learn a lot more this weekend.”

(The end… Part 2 if you wish!)

ig men helped out as well as another young guy, who seemed to be the girl's brother. He was tall with a tan complexion like his sister. His hair was dark black and he looked about 18 years old, just like Ben. "Why don't you go introduce yourself to them?" Ben heard his mother say. He jumped up almost startled. "Mom! You scared me!" "Ben you need to stop being so paranoid. They look like nice people." "I guess I should introduce myself. Their kids look like they would be going to high school with me." "Well? Go on. I'll be there in a bit. I'm going to bring them a bottle of wine as a house warming gift." Ben knew his mother would do that. His father was an owner of a liquor store and often got plenty of free wine to bring home. "Maybe I should wait. I mean they look busy." "Oh go on. I'm sure they'll take five minutes to let you introduce yourself." Ben knew his mother was right and he was dying to go out there and talk to the cute girl. He put on my shoes and walked out slowly walking towards their house. He noticed the other neighbors also paying close attention to the new folks but they didn't dare introduce themselves. The women in the neighborhood were probably gawking at the young man and his father and them men were most certainly checking out the mother and daughter. As Ben got closer, the girl had walked inside the house and he stood there not knowing how to say the first word. "Can we help you?" He heard a male voice. He turned and saw the young man smiling at me as he carried a big box. "Uh... no actually I'm just here to introduce myself. I'm Ben Malone from next door." He put the box down and extended his hand out for a handshake. "Hey nice to meet you. I'm Abel Logan." They shook hands and stood silent for a moment. "So you like the new neighborhood?" Ben asked nervously. He looked very at ease. "Yeah sure do. It's quiet, not like where we used to live." "Where you originally from?" Ben asked now feeling more at ease. "Chicago. My father is now running his law firm business here in Texas though. I like Texas. The people seem to be more friendly." Ben nodded. "Well we try to be." He scoffed and picked up the box. He looked over and the pretty young girl came out of the house. Her face looked so beautiful. "Is that the last of it?" She asked Abel. "Yup. Now all we need to do is unpack" "Ah yes that's the fun part," she whined. "Hey this is Ben Malone, our new next door neighbor," Abel said as the pretty girl stood in front of Ben. Her dark brown eyes glared at him. "Hi Ben. I'm Yvette." Ben shook her hand. Her skin felt so soft. "Hi," he could barely say. "She's my sister," Abel added moving closer to her. "Oh? I figured that. Are you both going to Lincoln High School?" "Yeah. I'm a senior and Yvette's a junior," Abel responded. Yvette. That was her name. God she was even more gorgeous up close. She eyelashes were long and her skin was flawless with that soft bronze glow. "Are you a senior too?" She asked me. "Y-yeah," Ben stammered. "My sister Julie is a junior too. She's at cheerleader practice right now though." "Hey that's great! I love making new friends," Yvette said sweetly. "Yeah I like to make new friends too," Abel added with a wicked tone. "Did you want to come in? The house is a mess, but you're more than welcomed to come in," Yvette said sincerely. Ben felt himself blushing at her invitation. "Well I don't know-" "Ben, there you are," I heard my mother squeal. She walked up to the gate with her bottle of red wine and a red bow tied to it. "I'm sorry for intruding like this, I'm Sylvia Malone. Ben's mom." Able and Yvette shook her hand and then Mr. and Mrs. Logan came out to introduce themselves. Abel and Yvette's parents seemed like very nice folks. Ben was surprised his father looked like a guy you could easily get along with since he was a lawyer. Their mother was quiet but very polite. "I brought you a bottle of red wine as a house warming gift," Ben's mother went on. Ben couldn't take my eyes off Yvette. She kept smiling at him and he knew Abel noticed the attraction he had for his sister. After a brief conversation with the new neighbors, Ben and his mother headed back home. "They are very nice people, don't you think?" She asked. "Yeah they are." "I bet you think Yvette was especially nice." She laughed. "Mom!" "I noticed you looking at her and she had her eyes on you too." "So what? Maybe I do feel a bit of attraction to her. She's really pretty." "I knew it," his mother yelped. "Just don't go telling everyone," he said sarcastically. * * * Later on that night as we sat to eat dinner, Julie came to join them. She had slipped out of her cheerleading uniform and into a comfortable pair of dark blue sweat pants with a white t-shirt. Her long brown hair was pinned up and she sat her little body down fast ready to eat. Her green eyes searched the table to see what was for dinner. Both Ben and Julie had the same light brown hair and the emerald green eyes. Ben was a lot taller though standing at 5'11". "How was practice today Julie?" Mrs. Malone asked. Julie took a long sip of her water before answering. "It was tiring. The new cheerleaders can't get their act together." "You couldn't get your act together either last year remember?" Ben teased. Julie stuck her tongue out at him. "Whatever!" They ate dinner comfortably as they always did talking about their day. Mrs. Logan brought up the new neighbors in the dinner conversation. "Honey? We got new neighbors. The Logan's." Mr. Malone raised a brow. "Oh really. Do they seem like nice folks?" "Yes they do. They got two children about the same ages as Ben and Julie." Julie looked interested. "Hmmm is one of them a male?" Ben laughed. "Yes as a matter of fact one is a male. But he's a senior like me. He's got a sister who's a junior like you." Julie's eyes widened. "Is he cute?" Ben made sighed. "How should I know?" "He is cute honey, but I think Ben thinks the boy's sister is cuter." Mrs. Malone answered and winked at her son. "Mom!" Julie narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh? You're already flirting with the new neighbor? Shame on you bro." "I'm not! Mom is just exaggerating." Mr. Malone sneered. "Sure son, sure." Ben's face was bright red. He knew it was true. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about Yvette since he saw her. * * * The next day Ben turned on his truck and waited for Julie to come out as he always did. He'd gotten that truck for his eighteenth birthday and now gave Julie rides to school and sometimes from school, when she wasn't at cheerleader practice. He stared out the window to his neighbor's house. He saw Abel walking out. Ben honked the horn to get his attention and waved to Abel. Abel nodded and walked the few steps over to Ben's driveway. "Hey it's good I saw you. I was wondering if Yvette and I could follow you since I'm not really sure how to get to the school yet." "Yeah no problem. I'm just waiting for my sister and then we'll leave." Abel laughed. "Yeah I'm waiting for my sister too. Girls, they take so damn long." Both guys laughed and then Julie stepped out wearing her dark black hip hugging pants with a low cut dark red top that enhanced her small breasts. Julie felt her heart race as soon as she saw Abel. He was so hot! Their eyes met and she knew it there was definite attraction. "H-hi," Julie stammered. "Hey there. I'm Abel. You're new neighbor," Abel said coolly. "I'm Julie. Ben's sister." Abel smiled wickedly at Ben and then turned to his sister. "So you're Ben's sister? I see. Nice to meet you." He said as he shook her hand. Julie could feel his nice strong grip on her hand. He was gorgeous! So tall, muscular and he had a very sexy smile. "Nice to meet you too." Ben knew his sister liked Abel. He could usually tell when she liked a guy. "Ok let's get going. Julie Abel and his sister are going to follow us." Julie blushed. "Oh Ok." She passed Abel up sashaying her little body. She noticed his dark brown eyes focused only on her. "Thanks Ben. Ah there's Yvette," Abel said turning to look at his sister. Ben stretched his neck to get a glimpse of the sexy girl. He felt his mouth almost water when he saw what she was wearing. It was a white short skirt and a dark blue low cut top. She seemed to have nice large breasts. At least a c-cup. Yvette smiled and got into her brother's car. Ben waited a bit and then drove off with Abel and Yvette trailing behind him. "God he's cute!" Julie wailed. Ben rolled his eyes. "You think every guy is cute." Julie playfully hit his arm. "That's not true. I don't think you're cute. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Ben laughed sarcastically. "I knew you'd like his sister. She looks like your type." "And what is my type?" Ben asked curiously. "You know the pretty, slutty kind." "How do you know she's slutty?" "Look at the way she dresses!" "You dress similar to her sis, does that mean you're a slut too?" Julie sighed. "No! Nevermind!" Ben laughed and continued to drive. * * * Once at school, Ben and Julie got off the truck and met up with Abel and Yvette. Abel and Ben seemed to already be friends. Julie found it somewhat uncomfortable to talk to Yvette. She looked like the kind of girl that all girls hate. She was too pretty. Abel and Ben took off together so Ben could show him his classes and Julie was stuck with Yvette. "So, are there a lot of cute guys at this school?" Yvette asked smiling at Julie as they walked down the hall. Julie shrugged. "Yeah I guess." "Well you're brother sure is a looker," Yvette whispered. Julie giggled. "Well I don't know about that." "Sure he is. You're so lucky to live with him." Julie felt the girl was strange. "Well here we are. This is the main office. You need to let them know you need a schedule since you didn't get one." Yvette nodded. "Thanks Julie. I appreciate you helping me out." "No problem." Julie responded and walked away from the girl. She seemed nice but something just didn't seem right. Like she was hiding some secret. * * * "I'm glad we have a class together," Abel said as he stepped into the literature class that Ben took. "Yeah me too. You know I don't know why but you seem really easy to talk to." "I'm just that kind of guy I guess," Abel teased. They took their seats in the last row. "So is Julie... I mean does she got a boyfriend?" Ben nodded. "No. Why?" "Well because she's really sexy. I'd love to take her out one day." "You think she's sexy?" "Hell yeah! Don't you?" Ben felt almost shocked when Abel asked him that. "I don't know. I mean she is pretty but-" "But what?" Ben shifted in his seat and then class began before he could even try to find a way to explain that he didn't see his sister as "sexy." * * * After school, the four youths headed out by the courtyard. Ben and Abel had made a plan for the four to hang out since each young man found each other's sister to be attractive. Yvette and Julie were already at the courtyard waiting for their brothers. Julie sat on the grass pretending to read a book. She noticed Yvette staring at her. "You know you got a really nice body," Yvette blurted out. Julie put her book down and looked confused. "E-excuse me?" Yvette laughed. "Oh don't worry I'm totally straight, I just needed to tell you that you got an awesome body. I guess it's all that cheerleading huh?' Julie felt relived that Yvette wasn't gay. "Yeah I guess so. You don't have an ugly body yourself you know." Yvette sighed. "No, but I really need to start working out again. I guess I've been missing my friends back home and I've gone into eating binges at times. I feel like I've gained at least five pounds." Julie was now more comfortable with the girl. "It's hard to be on diets you know. If it wasn't for cheerleading, I think I'd be gaining weight." The girls giggled and their brother's showed up a few minutes later. Abel held his backpack over his shoulders and stared at Julie. Yvette's eyes met with Ben's. "So is there anything fun to do around here?" Abel asked. Ben nodded. "Yeah a few things. If you want, we can get something to eat and then go down by the beach and watch the surfers for a while." Yvette nodded. "Sounds good to me. We haven't had the chance to see the beach yet." They left in separate cars once again. The new neighbors followed Ben and Julie to the local burger hangout. Ben noticed Julie seemed quiet. He too was quiet because the question of whether he thought Julie was sexy or not kept going through his mind. "She's interesting..." Julie said out of the blue. "Yvette?" "Yeah. She seems really laid back and kind of nice." Ben smiled. "Yeah she does." Julie chuckled. "And Abel? How's he?" "He's really cool. He's funny and very up front about things." "I think we've made some pretty cool friends huh bro?" Ben nodded. "Yeah. This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship" * * * After grabbing a quick bite to eat, the youths headed off to the beach to watch the surfers. The water had many talented young surfers that entertained the crowd. The four stood by the pier and watched. "Ah it's nice out here," Abel said closing his eyes and feeling the breeze hit his face. "I love coming out here," Julie said softly. "I don't blame you. It's relaxing out here," Yvette replied. Ben was silent. He stood very close to the dark haired girl. She was short but so sexy. He suddenly realized he was starting to compare Yvette with his own sister. He realized Yvette and Julie both were very beautiful. They were both petite and had gorgeous bodies. Both had nice plump lips and sexy little smiles. Oh quit thinking that way you pervert! Ben reminded himself. "Why are you so quiet?" Yvette asked Ben. Ben looked away trying to avoid eye contact. "I'm just thinking about stuff." "Like?" "School and stuff." "He's thinking of how to ask you out sis," Abel uttered. Yvette and Julie giggled. "Dude! Come on now!" Ben said feeling so embarrassed. "Well it's true right? I notice you looking at her. It's the same way I look at your sister." This time it was Julie's turn to turn red. "Are you both that sheltered that you get all embarrassed when someone finds you attractive?" Yvette asked calmly. "N-no," Ben stuttered. "Of course not," Julie agreed. "You both act so shy. We didn't think Texans were that way," Abel said never taking his eyes off Julie. The subject quickly changed when a surfer did a nice little trick out on the water. The four cheered and Ben and Julie felt relieved to move on to another subject. "Hey Julie? I have Bio with Atkinson. Do you have her too?" Yvette asked. "Yeah she's tough." "You think I could come over tomorrow night and you could help me catch up a bit?" Julie felt uneasy at first but figured it was nothing to fret over. "Uh yes sure." "And Ben? I could use some help on the literature assignments," Abel added. "Feel free to come over too then," Ben replied. Abel and Yvette both exchanged satisfied looks. * * * The next day at school was a busy one for Ben and Julie. Julie had to stay until six that night for practice and Ben had a student council meeting. He was vice-president not because he cared so much about politics but it would look awesome on his college application. He hadn't seen Abel all day until Literature class but they took a test and the teacher talked most of the time that they hardly even got to talk. After dinner that night, Julie headed up to her room and took her homework out of her backpack. She knew Yvette would come over soon and so would Abel. Oh God Abel! Julie fell back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about Abel since yesterday. The way his smoldering brown eyes looked at her made her so wet! She'd never had sex before but if she would she'd love to have it with Abel. She licked her lips and began to rub her breasts over her t-shirt. She pulled it up and reached inside of her bra slowly rubbing on her hardened nipples. She instantly felt sweet sensations all over her body. Never had she felt more excited about a young man. KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Alarmed, she quickly put her shirt back down and fixed her bra. She got up and opened her door to find Yvette standing there smiling at her. She held her biology book and a notebook. "Did I come at a bad time?" She asked sweetly. Yvette's heart was still racing. "N-no not at all. Come in." Yvette walked in and took a seat by Julie's computer. Julie pulled up a chair and they began to study. Julie hoped Yvette would bring up Abel. She hoped Abel wanted to ask her out. * * * "I know we're suppose to have a huge test next week over The Canterbury Tales so you really have to study those," Ben told Abel that evening. "I hate literature. It bores me. I'm better at math." "Well in that case you do my math and I'll do your literature," Ben laughed. "I could help you with math you know. I'm a pro. That's going to be my major in college. Yvette is pretty good with math too. I think she wants to go into teaching too." "Hey teaching is a great career," Ben said sincerely. "Yvette's great," Abel said. "Yeah she seems like she is." "No. I mean she's really great. If you know what I mean?" Ben sat for a moment dumbfounded. "No. What do you mean?" Abel closed his literature book and took a deep breath. "I know my sister very well. She and I are very close." "Ok... and?" Abel blushed. "Well, let's just say that we really love each other." Ben shrugged. "So? I love Julie. That's what brothers and sisters do. Love each other. Right?" Abel scoffed. "You don't get it do you?" Ben nodded but he did understand. He just wanted to hear it from Abel. He wanted to make sure he wasn't taking it the wrong way. "Yvette and I are... were... are lovers," Able revealed. Ben was speechless. It couldn't be true. Could it? It had to be one of those things you only read about in dirty magazines or online. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said anything. Can we forget about this?" Abel apologized. Ben didn't want to forget about it. He wanted to know more. Was it possible that a gorgeous girl like Yvette was having sex with her own brother? The thought turned him on more. "N-no it's OK. I was just shocked. Very shocked. May I ask why did that happen? Why did you want to get involved with... with your own... sister?" Abel had a serious look to his face. "We didn't intend for it to happen but it did. We'd always been close to begin with. Once day she and I were play wrestling and I was on top of her pinning her down and she was laughing so hard. I kept tickling her and then suddenly it just happened. We kissed. It was a long wet kiss." Ben felt his cock harden. "Really? Then what?" "Well, we kind of ignored each other for a few days because we knew it was wrong. But then we realized we couldn't stay away from each other. We were in love. It's juts hard to keep our relationship going without our parents getting too suspicious you know." "I can imagine," Ben said still at awe. * * * "So why don't you have a boyfriend?" Yvette asked Julie, as they were finishing up the study chapters. Julie closed her book. "I don't know. I guess because I'm so picky. I want a guy I can feel comfortable with. A guy who I find not only attractive outside but inside too. Someone smart, funny, and sweet." Yvette raised a brow. "Hmm looks like you just described Abel." Julie blushed. "Your brother is very good looking. I'd love to get to know him better." "I bet you would. He is a really good person. He makes a wonderful boyfriend." Julie giggled. "A wonderful boyfriend? I don't think I've ever said that about my own brother." "Why not?" Yvette asked boldly. Julie looked clueless. "I don't know. I see my brother as just... a guy. Someone I grew up with and fight with at times." "Julie, brothers are like boyfriends to be honest. I mean they don't like you to be screwing around, they will always love you no matter what, and they like to protect you." Julie didn't know what to say. "Abel has been so good to me. I love him with all of my heart," Yvette went on. "And think about it, what other guy on Earth would love you unconditionally than your own brother; your own flesh and blood?" Julie felt confused in a way but in a way she began to understand what Yvette was telling her. She began to remember all the times she felt a slight twinge of jealousy when Ben paid attention to other girls. When Ben talked about other girls, and how she hated when Ben wasn't around. She also remembered how she would keep staring at him when he walked around the house with no shirt on or when he had just gotten out of the shower and rushed to his room with only a towel around his waist. Did she deep down want her own brother? "Have you had sex yet Julie?" Yvette asked curiously. Julie nodded. "No. I'm still a virgin." "I figured. You're really sweet and I hope you find that wonderful guy someday," Yvette said looking towards the door knowing Ben's room was just across the hall. "Are you on the pill at all? You know in case you do decide to have sex?" "I'm on the pill, but it's to regulate my periods." "That's perfect", Yvette said smiling. "Are you and Abel... well you know..." Julie hesitated to ask. Yvette sighed blissfully. "Yes. If your question is that if we are lovers, then the answer is yes." Julie felt so shocked. "Really? Then why are you two so intrigued with me and Ben?" "Well we need to make it look convincing to our parents that we are not messing around." Julie looked disappointed. "So you mean you are not interested in us at all?" Yvette laughed. "Of course we are. You two are very hot but we still stay true to each other if you know what I mean?" "Yes I think I understand." * * * The next few days Ben and Julie tried to keep busy hoping to avoid running into the Logan's. Ben felt awful for not talking to Abel after the huge confession he made but he felt almost scared to hear more, thinking it might excite him too much and make him think about being with Julie. Julie ignored Yvette by hanging with her own friends and rushing off from one class to another hoping to avoid running into Yvette in the hallways. It wasn't until Friday afternoon, that Julie found a letter in her locker. It was from Yvette inviting Julie and Ben to come over that night. Abel and Yvette's parents were going out of town for the weekend and they had the huge house to themselves. "Should we go?" Julie asked Ben that afternoon as he drove her home. "I don't know I guess. I've been so busy I haven't had time to see Abel too much," Ben lied. "Yeah me too with Yvette. I guess we could go over for a while." Julie hoped Ben would agree. "You're right sis. We should go I suppose." Julie felt pleased. After the sibling's confessions, Ben and Julie hadn't talked much about their new neighbors. They just kept it to themselves. Friday night came and Julie and Ben had told their parents they be going over to the Logan's home to keep them company. Mr. and Mrs. Malone thought it was a wonderful idea. Little did they know what their children would experience that night. * * * "Glad you two could make it," Abel said opening up the door for Ben and Julie. Abel wore some khaki cargo shorts and a white t-shirt with no shoes. Behind him stood Yvette. She wore a green and white tube top and short white shorts. She was also barefoot. "Hey guys," Yvette said with a big smile on her face. Ben and Julie walked in slowly. The Logan's had a beautiful home. Expensive art hung on the white creamy walls and fine furniture surrounded the place. "Wow your folks have a really lovely home!" Julie exclaimed in awe. "Thanks," Abel replied. "So are you having a big party or something? Is that why you invited us here?" Ben asked curiously. Abel and Yvette looked at one another. "No. We wanted to maybe start over with you guys. I mean I know Yvette and I confessed our secret with you so we want to start fresh. We don't want you ignoring us at school anymore." Ben gulped and looked over at Julie who looked so embarrassed. So they both knew about the Logan's incestuous love and yet they didn't tell each other. "Well... uh it's nothing to worry about. We'll forget about it." Ben uttered. "Well I'm sure it won't be that easy but we'll have to take your word for it," Yvette said. "Do you guys want something to drink? You can have liquor if you want. The folks got a really nice bar," Abel offered. "No just a coke for me," Ben replied. "Me too," said Julie. "We were going to go swimming tonight, Abel and I were since it's such a beautiful night. Did you guys want to swim with us?" Yvette asked eyeing both siblings. "I didn't bring my suit," Julie said. "Yeah me either," Ben agreed. "That's OK. Julie I've got a few suits that I have never wore with the price tag and all up in my room. And Ben? Abel's got some swim trunks you could borrow as well." Julie looked uneasy. "I don't know..." "Come on now please! It'll be fun. We can swim and then sit around and talk about whatever under the stars," Yvette implored. Julie did want to go swimming and so did Ben. They wanted to spend more time with their new neighbors. They found them so intriguing. "Alright I guess," Ben gave in. Julie was glad he had decided to swim with them. Yvette yelped and Abel walked in the living room with the drinks. "Why are you so happy now?" He asked his sister. "They decided to swim with us," Yvette answered. Abel raised a brow. "Oh yeah? Hey that's even better. I'll take the drinks outside for now." "I need to borrow your some swim trunks," Ben said quietly. "No problem. Come with me and I'll get you some." Yvette looked over at Julie. "And you come with me. You can have your pick of any of my suits." * * * The swimsuits Yvette had were so gorgeous. They looked expensive too. One in particular caught Julie's eye. It was a sky blue color and didn't look too slutty. "I would like to borrow this one," Julie said shyly. Yvette looked puzzled. "This one? Well, it's more conservative I guess but Ok. I figured you'd want to show more of the sexy body of yours." Julie blushed. "No this one will do." "Ok then you can change in here or if you want to go change in my bathroom that's fine too. I've gotta put mine on too." "I'll change in the bathroom," Julie replied. Julie headed off to Yvette's bathroom and slipped out of her jeans and t-shirt and into her bikini. She had a tough time tying the knots but eventually succeeded. She walked out the bathroom and her jaw nearly dropped when she saw the bikini Yvette had on. It was white and barely covered her big breasts and the bottom was so small that it almost looked like a thong. "It's about time you come out. Are you OK?" Yvette asked. Julie nodded. "Y-yes. I just had a hard time tying my bikini." "You could have asked me for help you know. Don't worry about me trying to check you out because I told you I'm straight." Julie chuckled nervously. "I know that." "Well let's get going. The boys are probably already in the water." * * * The girls headed on out to the patio and sure enough Abel and Ben were already splashing in the water. Ben's eyes went directly to Yvette. Her little white bikini looked so stunning on her. Her body was just so unbelievable. Then he didn't want to but he found himself staring at Julie. Her bikini wasn't as revealing but still; she looked very sexy. He finally got a glimpse of her sexy flat tummy and smooth legs. "Wow!" Abel blurted. The girls both giggled and slowly slipped into the pool. They swam around for a while talking about school and the Logan's told wacky stories about when they lived in Chicago. The night was young and the weather was so nice. "I'm glad we came over," Ben said as he floated in the water. "Yeah me too," Julie added. Yvette and Abel were splashing one another. "Well you two are very nice people. We didn't want to lose you as friends," Abel said. "Quit splashing me or I'll really get you!" Yvette cried out. Abel kept splashing his sister and Julie and Ben just swam across from one another watching the siblings be playful. Julie noticed Ben was staring at her and she tried hard to avoid her brother. He knew about Abel and Yvette's incestuous love and that only made Julie more nervous. What if Ben started feeling that way towards her? Would she mind? She was lost in her own thoughts when suddenly she realized that everything got silent. She looked at Ben who's mouth looked open from shock. Then she turned to look and gasped. There was Abel and Yvette kissing. Not just any little kiss but a deep long wet kiss that only lovers share. Abel had his arms wrapped tightly around his sister and they kissed with their tongues sliding into each other's mouths. Ben could feel his cock growing slowly and noticed Julie was staring at Abel and Yvette. Everything fell silent and the kiss seemed to last an eternity. Yvette pulled away from her brother when she noticed her neighbors staring at them. Her face was red, but Abel looked calm. "Sorry... I'm really sorry," Yvette said softly. Julie didn't know how to respond. She just looked away and began to swim. Ben cleared his throat and laughed nervously. "It's Ok. I'm sorry we stared. We'll go home now." "No! Don't go. Look it was my mistake. I guess we just got carried away," Abel apologized. Julie was at the end of the pull with her back towards them. She was debating whether or not to just get the hell out of there. She placed her hands on the cement above the pool and put her head down waiting for someone to say something. She heard water splashing behind her and heard Yvette's voice. "Hey Julie? Are you OK?" Julie nodded but avoided looking at her. "Yeah I'm fine. I have to go home." Yvette lightly touched her arm but Julie quickly moved away. She climbed out of the pool wrapping a towel around her. She quickly walked into the house and Ben followed. Yvette and Abel stayed in the pool to let the siblings talk in private. Ben went after his sister. "Julie! Wait please!" He grabbed her arm stopping her. She looked up at him and her eyes showed fear and excitement. "Are you OK sis?" Ben asked concerned. Julie didn't respond. Instead she remained quiet for what seemed to be forever and suddenly tip toed and reached up to plant a hard kiss on Ben's lips. Ben was in shock. He didn't move at first. His lips remained pursed and Julie's hungry mouth parted wanting so desperately to get a French kiss from her brother. Ben could feel her skinny arms wrapped around his neck and she fought hard to reach up and kiss him. It was all so confusing and yet so hot. Ben then found himself letting go. He parted his lips and kissed his little sister back. He placed his hands on her tiny waist and began to enjoy the forbidden kiss. His tongue slipped out of his mouth and into his sisters. He searched her mouth wanting to touch her tongue with his but he could tell Julie didn't know how to kiss. Was he her first kiss? Julie felt her brother's tongue in her mouth and she let her tongue relax and meet with his. Their tongues glided against one another making the kiss even more erotic and so illicit. She couldn't believe how turned on she was getting kissing her own brother. She'd gotten turned on by some of the boys in school, but nothing compared to this. Just the fact that it was her own brother, her own flesh in blood she was doing something so sexy with, was what turned her on. "Whoa! I didn't expect this!" The siblings broke their intense kiss as soon as they heard Abel's voice. Julie looked embarrassed as so did Ben. "Uh... I-I... we were just..." Julie didn't know how to explain the fact that she'd been so turned on watching Abel and Yvette kiss that she wanted to try a bit of incest herself. "It's Ok Julie no need to explain," Yvette said coolly. "So do you two want to try being intimate with each other?" Abel asked excitedly. Ben looked at his sister, who was blushing. "Yeah. I mean I do at least." Abel looked at Julie. "How about you Julie? You want to be intimate with your brother?" Julie didn't know what to say. She'd never acted upon something so wrong. "I-I don't know." Yvette smiled and winked at Abel. "I think she's just scared. She's a virgin after all." Ben raised a brow. He found it hard to believe that a beautiful young girl like Julie could still a virgin. Yet the thought of her being untouched got him hot. Julie turned redder now and turned away from the three of them. Ben walked to his sister and put his hands on her shoulders. "You don't have to Julie. It's Ok." Julie was shaking. Deep down she did want to be with Ben. She turned to face her brother and looked up at him with frightened eyes. "I'm s-scared." Ben hugged his sister and held her in his arms. He could feel her heart racing. She hugged her brother back and loved the way his hard chest felt against her skin. She wanted to kiss him again. She wanted to share another long wet kiss with him. He was an incredible kisser just like she thought he would be. She remembered walking in on Ben once kissing a girl in his room. His hands were inside of her shirt and they were kissing passionately. She secretly always wanted to be that girl. She loosened herself from her brother's embrace and took once glance at Abel and Yvette who stood watching what her next move would be. "I do want to be with him... intimately," Julie whispered. Yvette smiled and held on to Abel's hand. "See what we are doing? We are corrupting these two." Abel laughed. "I don't think we are. I think deep down they've always wanted each other. They just needed someone to help them realize that incest happens, even among "normal" families just like theirs." Ben touched his sister's beautiful face and then let his hand slide down to her waist. Julie felt the towel she had around her waist fall off her body. Then Ben's hands went up her back and untied her top letting it fall to the floor. Julie tried to cover herself up since she'd never let a guy see her topless before. "No let him look at you Julie," Yvette ordered. Julie put her arms down and let her brother's eyes explore her body. Ben almost gasped as he looked at his sister's beautiful breasts. They were small with large erect pink nipples. Julie's chest was heaving and Ben's hand reached to touch her breasts. Julie closed her eyes and moaned very softly feeling her brother's heavy hand on her delicate and sensitive breasts. "Mmm she has nice breasts doesn't she Ben?" Abel asked. Ben nodded and kneaded his sister's breasts in his hands. He took her two nipples in his fingers and gently pinched them. Julie's lips parted and she moved closer to her brother putting her arms around him. Ben leaned down to kiss his sister. He slowly trailed kisses down her neck and moved down to her breasts. He put one hard nipple in his mouth sucking on it gently while playing with the other. Julie tossed her head back and moaned very softly. Yvette and Abel continued to watch the siblings kissing and touching. It was so erotic watching them discover the joy of incest. Abel put his hand on Yvette's ass and gently squeezed it. Yvette moved closer to her brother and they too began to kiss. Julie felt herself getting wet between her legs. Ben's touch was so delightful and his hands continued to touch her breasts. His mouth felt so good sucking on her nipples. Julie ran her hands on his chest and down his stomach. She could feel the ripples of his hard stomach as her hands glided down. She knew he was wearing swimming trunks and nothing else. He was hard. Oh god was he ever hard! She put her hand on his cock over his swimming trunks and heard her brother moan. "Ooh yes. Baby, keep touching it," Ben said breathlessly as he broke their kiss. Julie moved her hand slowly exploring the hardness of her brother's cock. She could tell he was thick and long. She couldn't wait to hold it in her hand and touch it, pleasure him. "Does he feel big?" Yvette asked as Abel stood behind her rubbing himself against her. Julie nodded. "Uh-huh." "Mmm why don't you take it out of his shorts and make sure. Take a look at your brother's cock," Yvette insisted. Julie smiled shyly and Ben ran his finger on her lips grinning sweetly at her. Julie slightly pulled his trunks down and reached inside to grab a hold of her brother's throbbing hard on. It felt so good in her hand. She looked down and stared at the most beautiful cock ever. He was definitely well endowed. He had to be at least 7 inches long and very thick. The tip of his cock looked like a mushroom head but a soft pink color covered with gooey liquid. "Move your hand up and down on it," Abel blurted out. Julie was just mesmerized and did what Abel said. She slowly began to move her hand up and down her brother's hard member. Ben's face showed the satisfaction of his sister's touch. Soft grunts escaped his mouth as Julie continued to touch his cock. "You want to try to put it in your mouth?" Yvette asked. Julie gasped and didn't know how to reply. Yvette smiled wickedly and got on her knees in front of Abel. "Look it's not so bad. It's really hot actually and Ben will love you for it. Just look at what I do and you do the same to your brother." Julie nodded and she and Ben stared at Yvette beginning to blow her brother. Yvette pulled Abel's hard cock out of his shorts. Julie could tell that he was just as endowed as Ben. Yvette held her brother's cock in her hand and looked over at the siblings. "First you might want to tease him a bit and lick the head," Yvette began. Her tongue slithered all over Abel's cock head. Abel looked over at the siblings and winked. "Mmmm yeah! See now that's a really good beginning." Julie and Ben continued to stare as Ben rubbed Julie's nipples and Julie gently stroked Ben's cock. "Now after a few seconds of that, you can go ahead and slowly take inch by inch into your mouth. Like this..." Yvette continued to demonstrate making Julie and Ben hotter than ever. They watched Yvette take in every inch of her brother's cock into her mouth. Abel ran his fingers through her hair and closed his eyes enjoying the feel of his sister's warm mouth pleasing his cock. Yvette took Abel's cock out of her mouth. "See that's all you do. Just move your head back and forth letting your lips slide on his cock. You keep doing that until he explodes in your mouth. Try to swallow. It's actually pretty good. Very warm and salty and so sexy to do." Julie nodded and she looked at Ben. "I want to do that do you bro," She said softly. Ben moaned. "Yeah? You want me to cum in your mouth sis?" "Y-yes. I want to taste you." Julie was so nervous. Yvette went back to sucking Abel off and Julie slowly got down on her knees. The foursome stood only a few inches away from each other. Ben watched his little sister getting the courage to give her first blowjob. She held his cock in her hand as Yvette had done with Abel's cock. Her pink tongue began to lick off his precum. Ben immediately felt a rush of excitement flow all through his body. Her tongue felt deliciously erotic on the tip of his cock. He could see small strands of his precum hang on between her tongue and the head of his cock as she licked slowly. "Put it in your mouth Julie. Please," Ben implored after only a few seconds of feeling her tongue on the head of his cock. Julie slowly began to swallow up her brother's cock. She wondered if she could fit it all in her mouth. Even if she couldn't, she'd still try. Ben watched Julie's mouth take in every inch of his hard on. Her mouth was so warm and her lips were nicely wrapped around his cock. She moved her head back and forth sliding her lips up and down Ben's aching cock. Ben moaned loudly along with Abel. Both brothers' were getting their cocks sucked by their gorgeous little sisters. It was so sexy the fact that they were able to do this and not feel guilty about it. It was all fun and so hot. Abel threw his head back first and groaned. "I'm gonna cum! Oooh fuck!" Julie turned slightly to look at how Yvette took her brother's cum. Abel spurt out his cum and Yvette shuddered at first and eventually swallowed it. Julie could see Yvette gulping down every drop of her brother's cum. She wanted to do that with Ben; to taste him. Ben also saw the sexy display that Abel and Yvette provided for them. He'd never had a girl swallow his cum before since most of the girls he'd gone out with thought that it was sick or gross. Now his own beautiful sister was going to give him that pleasure. Ben felt his balls swelling up and he knew it was time to shoot out his cum. Julie was moving her mouth up and down her brother's cock when suddenly she felt a blast of warm liquid shooting in her mouth. Oh God he's cumming! She thought. "Ahhhrrrhhhhggghh yesss!" Ben groaned. "Swallow it Julie. Drink it baby." Julie fought hard to drink up all her brother's cum. He had cum so much! She felt as if she almost choked on it. He was so warm and salty just like Yvette had said he would be. She loved his taste. Knowing that her brother's sperm was in her belly turned her on even more. Ben finished shooting out the last drop of cum into his sister's mouth and pulled his cock out. He fell back on the couch breathless and Julie slowly got up wiping the corner of her mouth. "Oooh you did really good Julie. Look at him, I bet he's never cum so hard before," Yvette cheered. "She blew you good didn't she?" Abel asked Ben. "Yes she did. Oh God that was hot!" Ben answered breathlessly. Julie went over to the couch and Ben held her hand. Yvette and Abel stood in front of them. Yvette giggled as Abel whispered something to her. "Ben now it's your turn to please Julie," Abel announced. Ben gulped. He wanted to taste his sister now more than ever. "Are you ready to have your pussy licked by your brother?" Yvette asked Julie. Julie felt her heart racing. "Y-yes," she answered. "Well then, get ready to experience the best feeling ever. Having your pussy eaten out is the best," Yvette said as she lay on the couch and Abel got between her legs. Abel turned to the siblings and smiled. "Watch this..." to be continued...