enter and got up to answer the door. "Yo, Fermine my man what's up?" Jackson greeted Miley's dress designer with his hand down low waiting for a low five. "I wish I had time to stay and chat with you Jackson, but my day is full. Where's Miley? I have half a dozen new outfits I need her to try on so I can see how they fit and make alterations." "She's out with our dad. They were having car problems and called to tell me to ask you if you could come back later today." "I can't my day's full. Have your dad call me later today." "But, Miley needs those outfits for her concert in three days." "I know that, but I'm on a very tight schedule and don't have a lot of room for delays. I've got really nasty impatient clients all over the city and Mandy Moore paid me a bundle to spend as much time as needed with her this afternoon to get her outfits designed and ready for her upcoming tour. Just have your father call me and we'll work something out." As Fermine started to leave Jackson stopped him with an odd question. "What if I model the clothes again? Could you get them done then?" "That's certainly a strange question. The last time you did this for me I had to pay you twenty bucks to do it." "I know that, but I'm gonna do this for Miley. She is my sister and I support her." "Personally I think you're full of baloney, but fine. Help me get my stuff out of my van." Jackson went with Fermine to his van and both took three of the outfits that were on hangers. Fermine then went back one more time to get his supplies to make minor alterations and make notes of what needed to be done. All of the outfits were dresses or two piece outfits with skirts that Jackson found himself enjoying as he tried each of them on. It took almost an hour for Fermine to make decisions about the colors and design for each piece. As Jackson took each outfit off his reluctance to do so started to increase with each piece. He was happy again when he was handed the next outfit until there were none left to try on. As he helped carry the outfits back to Fermine's van Jackson asked him another odd question. "Hey listen, I want to ask you a question, but I don't want it to get out. It could ruin my rep you know?" "What is it Jackson? I have two clients I must get to, before this afternoon. If I'm lately Mandy gets so cranky." "Do you have any of the old outfits you designed for Miley that weren't used?" "Some of them. Why?" "Well when I tried the outfits on for you they felt really comfortable and are cooler than the clothes I got. Except for the blue sequin piece. I didn't like that one." "If I did where would you wear them hmm? Your friends at school would laugh at you and Miley and your dad would think you're weird." "I know that and they already think I'm weird. I'd only wear them around the house when I'm alone. Please do this for me and you'll be my homey for life." "Please do not call me a homey. You sound ridiculous saying that, but the next time I come over I'll bring what I can find." "Aaaah yeeaaah! Gimme five!" Jackson whooped holding out his hand. "Stop that too," Fermine replied taking the last of his things to the van. * * * Just as he said he would Fermine brought over two outfits Miley never used a month after Jackson's request. One was a black dress similar to the one Jackson had modeled before except that the design on the front was different. The second outfit was a red skirt and matching halter-top. "Here you go," Fermine said handing Jackson a plastic bag with the clothes neatly folded inside. "I made some alterations to them of course so they would fit you. Don't get caught, but if you do say you stole them from me." "Trust me, I won't get caught," Jackson reassured him. "Somehow I don't believe that," Fermine replied as he got into his van. With the clothes in hand Jackson went back inside the house carefully sneaking into his room with the bag. Miley was hanging out at Lilly's house and his dad was busy laying on the couch watching tv. Upstairs in his room Jackson kept himself busy looking at his new clothes wondering what they'd look like on him. Not able to resist the urge Jackson locked his bedroom door and quickly changed clothes putting on the halter top/skirt combination. "Oh yeah! I looked good don't I?" Jackson said talking to himself in the mirror. "Steven Seagal definitely has nothing on me now." Jackson flexed for several minutes impressed with himself when he noticed something. He bent over slightly to watch the skirt ride up on him. When it did his tighty whities looked out of place. "Hmm... While these are comfortable they just don't go with this outfit, but Miley's underwear would go with this." Jackson quickly changed back into his regular clothing and stepped out of his room. Downstairs his dad was busy cleaning up the kitchen. Jackson quietly tiptoed across the hall to Miley's room and sneaked inside. Being as quiet as he could he went to his sister's dresser drawers and opened her underwear drawer. Inside Jackson found panties with all different designs and colors and rooted through them for a minute before settling on a white pair with a smiley face on the back. Jackson stuffed the panties into his pocket and carefully stepped outside. As he made his way to his room he was suddenly startled. "Hey Jackson!" His father yelled. "Wha-What?" Jackson stammered thinking he had been caught. "I've got a meeting tonight about the commercial your sister will be doing for the upcoming Hannah Montana clothing line," Robbie Stewart said from the bottom of the stairs. "It's going to be finalizing a lot of minor details and signing the paperwork so I'll be gone a few hours. Miley is spending the night at Lilly's and I left you money for dinner on the counter. Do not wreck your car." "Sure dad," Jackson stuttered. "I probably won't even leave the house. Yeah in fact just keep the money and I'll get something out of the fridge." "Are you all right son?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" "It's just this is the first time you've given me money instead of taking it." "Yeah well I'm just trying to be supportive of you and Miley and everything. No problems here." "All right then I'll see you later." Jackson quickly dashed back into his room breathing a heavy sight of relief as his dad messed around the house for a few more minutes before leaving. "That was a little too close," Jackson said to himself as he took Miley's panties out of his pocket, "but were all alone now. Time to get comfortable." Once again Jackson took his own clothing off and began putting the top and skirt back on. As Jackson then began putting on the panties he began to realize that they were quite a bit too small for him. He kept pulling though, stretching and in some cases tearing the underwear, and eventually got them on. Finally hapy with his look he went downstairs to microwave some corndogs and watch some basketball. Jackson ate his dinner and as halftime of the game began he decided it was time for a bathroom break. A few minutes later after he relieved himself and washed his hands he emerged from the bathroom. Jackson walked into the kitchen to get himself something to drink and was met by two stares. "What are you doing?" Miley asked as she and Lilly gawked at him. "I'm trying some stuff on for Fermine... You know since you weren't here and all..." "Fermine's gone," Miley replied, "and you got paid for that last time." "You two aren't even supposed to be here. You're supposed to be spending the night at Lilly's." "We are," Lilly replied. "We just came by to get some movies. I would say let's get To Wong Foo, but I don't think we need to watch it ever again. This is really weird." "Yes it is," Miley replied. "A little too weird for me. I'm going back home. I'll see you in a little while." "Okay," Miley replied. "I'll be there in a bit. I need to talk to my brother for a moment." Miley waited until Lilly was gone before talking. "Aren't these Fermine's old outfits that I didn't use?" "Sort of." "Then why are you wearing them?" "Because they're comfortable and pretty and I like them." "You're not wearing my underwear too are you?" "Sort of." "I was just kidding Jackson!" Miley said lifting up Jackson's skirt. "Oh my god, you're wearing my smiley face panties! Those were my favorite!" "You're not going to tell dad are you? It's not like I'm gay or anything. It's just that I like these clothes better than mine and I'm still going to totally impress girls with my massive guns," Jackson said flexing his arms. "You've got to impress a girl, before you can impress many girls," Miley said grinning. "I'm not going to tell dad anything, because I love Fermine's clothes and I don't want him to get in trouble because he gave you girl clothes to wear. I'll make sure Lilly doesn't say anything to anyone either, though I don't think she'll take much convincing. There is one thing I want to do first," Miley smiled at Jackson as she flipped open her camera phone and took a picture of him. "What are going to do with that picture? Delete it before you get us both in trouble," Jackson said. "I will, but first you are going to owe me big time. After you've made up for this horrific incident I'll delete the photo and call it even." * * * "So what did Jackson say?" Lilly asked as she put ketchup on her hamburger in the school cafeteria. "About what?" Miley asked as she and Lilly sat down at a table not far from one occupied by Johnny Collins. "About the clothes he was wearing the other night." "He said they were comfortable and cooler than his clothes and that's about it. But don't say anything to anyone about it. If my dad finds out Jackson wears girl clothes he got from Fermine then he might fire him and I really like Fermine's designs." "But didn't your dad have Fermine pay Jackson try model your clothes?" "Yeah, but that to teach Jackson a lesson about money and responsibility. We were goofing on him because it was funny and a one time thing." "Well don't worry about a thing. I'm not going to tell anyone. In fact I kind of wish I hadn't seen it. Although it'd be weird if one of the tabloids found out that Hannah Montana's brother was a cross-dresser." "Lilly I'm serious! Don't say a word!" "I'm just messing with you. I won't tell anyone... Well, not as long as you go over there and ask out Johnny." "We've been through this before. I act like a total idiot when I'm around him." "What's the problem Miley? He said you're funny, the whole ketchup incident didn't turn him off, and he's a huge fan of Hannah Montana." "You know what Lilly you're right! I'm going to go over there and talk to him," Miley said confidentially as she stood up, but before she could move Amber sat down at the table next to Johnny. "But not today," She said defeated and sat back down. "God, Amber and Ashley sure have a way of ruining things. Where is Ashley anyway?" "I heard she had a zit on her forehead and her parents are calling her in sick until it goes away." "Oh man that's not cool," Lilly remarked as Amber and Johnny started kissing at the table. "I'm going outside," Miley mumbled getting up from the table. "What? Why?" Just then Amber and Johnny broke their kiss and Amber turned to look at the girls. She gave them a cute smile and a wave and turned her attention back to Johnny. "God, I want to strangle her so bad and if I stay I just might try and do it," Miley grumbled leaving the cafeteria. "Miley! Hey Miley wait!" Lilly shouted chasing after her into the hallway. "You've got to do something Miley. You can't just stand around let Amber and Ashley walk all over you whenever they feel like it." "What should I do? I'm not going to get into a fight over a boy." "You don't have to fight them, but do something. They've treated us both like crap since the day we first met them." "I don't know. Maybe I'll think of something." As Miley spoke those words an idea started to form in her head about how to make Johnny hers. * * * "Hey Jackson is dad home?" Miley said entering the house with a towel wrapped around her body. "Not yet," Jackson replied glued to the tv. "Do you know when he's going to be back?" Miley asked removing the towel and revealing a solid red bikini top and bottom. "Nope. He hasn't called yet." "Good we need to talk," Miley said walking across the living into the kitchen to get a bottle of water from the fridge. "You know he's gonna kill you when he finds out you have that swimsuit." "I wonder what he'll do when he finds out you like wearing girls clothes." "Hey now," Jackson started sitting up on the couch. "You get me in trouble you also get Fermine in trouble." "Nah, I'll just say you stole the clothes and a pair of my panties." "That's not cool Miley. I thought we said everything was fine." "No we said neither of us would say a thing about your dressing up to anybody." "So what are you dissin' me for? Why you playing me like this?" "Don't talk like that Jackson. You sound stupid." "What do you want?" "Amber is trying to start a relationship with a guy at school that I really like. She's already got a head start too." "So what do you want me to do about it?" "You know how dad doesn't let me go on dates unless it's in a group or it's with Oliver." "That's the one thing that makes me glad I'm not you," Jackson snickered. "Just shut up and listen. I've got an idea on how to make Johnny mine, but I need your help." "Johnny eh? He's the one with the big fuzzy hair right?" "God, you are making this so difficult." "What do you want? I'm missing Marked For Death." "Didn't dad say he didn't want you to watch those kinds of movies," Miley asked turning the tv off. "They make your mind stupid." "But I ain't his fourteen-year-old daughter flaunting her body at the beach." "Can you please shut up for five minutes and let me talk?" "Nobody's stopping you." "All right fine look. If I have sex with Johnny he'll become my boyfriend and forget all about Amber, but I need someone to practice with. Although in your case you need to practice as much as I do." "Hey, hey, hey. I impress girls all the time with my guns," Jackson retorted flexing his arms. "Are you going to help me or not?" "Um, no." "Why not?" "I have three reasons. One dad will kill you. Two dad will kill me. And three after he's done killing us he's probably going to say what a bad influence California has been and move us back to Tennessee. I know you miss home sometimes, but I can't go back. Not after seeing all the gorgeous girls out here." "Fine, we'll just have to be discreet about this then. Nobody's home so nobody can catch us. Besides, what happens if one of the so-called impressed girls really starts to like you and you end up looking like a fool in bed? You're reputation will be ruined forever." "Hmm... Well you do have a point." "I know, so can we do it?" "There were always the rumors about Cousin Sally and Cousin Bob." "Well?" "Okay I'm in, but you better delete that picture of me after we're done." "It's a deal, but we're going to do this in your room. I don't want you near my underwear anymore." "I'm not stealing your underwear. Mine didn't go with the skirt so I took one of yours," Jackson replied as he and Miley headed towards his room. When they got there Miley quickly removed her two piece suit and Jackson looked her up and down a bit. "There a problem?" She asked waiting for him to undress. "No, not at all. I've never thought about it, but you are kind of cute. Your chest is kind of small though for a girl your age," Jackson replied wiggling his shirt off before starting on his pants. "Yeah well, everyone here has fake boobs okay? And I don't think you have too much room to taaa- oh my god," Miley stuttered as Jackson's pants and underwear fell to the floor. "What?" Jackson asked seeing his sister stare at his crotch. "How big is that thing?" "How big is what?" "You're penis you idiot!" "Oh, I think it it's like seven inches. Some girl measured it last year at a party when we were playing truth or dare and I had to flash everyone." "I must say I am impressed. You're not the brightest person in the world, but you make up for it in other ways." "Why thank you. Once I impress the ladies with my big guns," Jackson said flexing his arms. "I can impress them with my big gun," He said gyrating his hips. "Okay that was really really corny," Miley said sitting down on his bed. "Now come here." "This was your idea so what do you want to do?" Jackson asked sitting down next to his sister. Without saying a word Miley leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Both had their eyes shut as their lips pressed together for at least half a minute. When the kiss broke they opened their eyes, Jackson first then Miley, and they smiled near simultaneously. "That was pretty good Jackson," Miley smiled. "You were pretty good too little sister." They kissed each other again, but this time their tongues slipped into each other's mouth. The appendages intertwined with each other swapping saliva. When Miley and Jackson broke their kiss again their smiles seemed to had gotten even bigger. "Lay back Miley," Jackson said standing to reposition himself on the bed as she did as he asked. "Now spread your legs for me." "Oooh Jackson!" Miley moaned as she felt her brother's tongue start to pressed up and down her slit. His nose was nuzzled in the small patch of hair of she had growing around her pussy and occasionally his tongue would press into her clit as he slid it up her opening. Jackson continued eating out Miley slipping his tongue into her pussy to taste her juices. Having her brother lick her cunt inside and out instead of having to use her fingers to get off was bliss for Miley. After only a few minutes her body was already burning up. Miley felt her body working itself ever closer to orgasm as Jackson kept pushing his tongue inside her to lick up her cum. Then suddenly it stopped. "Oh god!" Miley cried as her brother slipped his index finger in-between her pussy lips. "Finger me hard!" Jackson was momentarily caught off guard by Miley's forwardness, but still managed to happily oblige his sister. He slowly worked his finger in and out of Miley's cunt trying his best to work it all the way around inside her. His sister's pussy felt warm to his touch and as he kept sliding his finger in and out of her it started to moisten rather quickly. Soon Jackson's finger became a little too loose and slippery so he slipped his middle finger in as well. He began fingering Miley's cunt with a faster pace and her moans began to flow freer and louder. "Oh my god Jackson! This feels so good!" His sister moaned as he worked his fingers deep and hard into her pussy. It was only a couple of minutes after the second finger was added that Miley lost control of herself and began to come. "Fuck me Jackson! I'm coming!" Jackson was pleasantly surprised as Miley's pussy clamped down hard on his fingers. He watched as his sister's body shook with her orgasm. He felt her young teen pussy squirt her cum all over his fingers and when she finally relaxed Jackson slipped his fingers out and began licking them. A few minutes later with a huge smile on her face she sat up. "That felt great Jackson!" She grinned. "Where did you learn how to do that so good?" "Well Miley, let's just say there's more to me than my dumb redneck act. There's so much to me that you and dad don't know," Jackson smiled back at his sister. "If you didn't need the practice then why are you helping me? You didn't have to." "I don't know. Because I want to I guess, and you are kinda cute. Now get up. I do believe it's your turn now." Jackson and Miley traded places while grinning at each other and Jackson laid back on the bed with his semi-hard seven-inch cock pointing up. "In order to keep a guy interested all you need to do is know how to work his cock right with a good mix of hands on pleasure and teasing, but don't do too much of either. You'll develop a reputation as either being easy or being a complete tease and a waste of time. You're reputation will be with you until you graduate high school." "How should I do this?" "Let's see what you've got first. Then I'll tell you what to do." Miley tentatively reached out taking hold of Jackson's shaft and began sliding her hand up and down his length. "Mmm... Loosen your grip a bit, but other wise you've got a good touch," Jackson said as his cock began to harden in his sister's hand as she stroked it. Taking his advice she loosened her grip a small bit. "Perfect Miley. You have a tight enough grip to really work the blood up into my cock and get it nice and hard. You have a nice gentle stroke too," Jackson complimented his sister as her hand continued to slide up and down his shaft keeping him hard and excited. "Now if it was just a handjob you were giving you would slowly increase your pace before working your guy into a frenzy, but that's not what we're here for." Before Jackson could say another word Miley wrapped her lips around tip of his cock and slowly slid her his shaft between her lips. Jackson was impressed that his sister could take all seven inches of him into her mouth the first time without any problems. What he didn't know was she had masturbated with and practiced oral sex on various vegetables that she later washed put back into the fridge before they were eaten for dinner. "Damn Miley... You are good..." Jackson moaned as his cock continued to slide back and forth between her lips and push into her throat all the while her tongue slithered along his fleshy member wrapping itself around it at the same time. Miley continued to move her head up and down tantalizing Jackson. He didn't know how she was so good at giving blowjobs, but she was. After several minutes of the best oral sex any girl had ever given him Jackson's throbbing dick started to reach the point where he knew orgasm wasn't far off. He could feel it in the ache of his groin and his precum was already dripping onto Miley's tongue. "Hold on Miley," Jackson panted. "I'm close to busting my nut and I don't want to yet." "Me neither," Miley smiled coyly at him. She let go of his cock and climbed on top of him straddling his groin. "Oh yeah... That feels good..." She moaned as she lowered herself onto her brother's dick splitting her pussy apart as it pushed inside. Though she was able to deepthroat Jackson without a problem taking him all the way into her pussy was different. Miley was able to get about five inches of Jackson inside her before he started to fill her up. She leaned over onto his body and propped herself up with the bed. She then began to ride her hips up and down on Jackson's dick slowly lubing it up with her cum. After several minutes of working her fluids all over her brother's shaft Miley was able to take his last two inches inside her. Smiling she sat straight up with her pussy pressed against the base of his groin. "Doesn't seem like you need too much practice either," Jackson smiled placing his hands on Miley's hips. "I appreciate your help anyway. This is fun." "You treat Johnny this well and I guarantee he will be yours," Jackson grunted as Miley started to ride his cock up and down. Brother and sister smiled at each other as their pace slowly started to increase. With his hands on Miley's hips Jackson started slamming his sister down on his cock. With each thrust of his dick into her cunt Miley's moans became louder and more frequent. "Mmm... So big Jackson..." Miley groaned as she bounced up and down on her brother's cock with force. Jackson's shaft rubbed back and forth against Miley's innerwalls as he thrust himself into her while pulling her down onto him. "Oh yeah Jackson... Feels so good..." Jackson was feeling his cock starting to really hurt. His groin begged him for release as his sister's tightened pussy continued to squeeze his dick harder and harder. As her brother's cock continued to rapidly plunge into her Miley began to feel her body tingle and her pussy started burning. "Oh god! I'm fixing to come again!" Miley groaned as her body began shaking again. She collapsed forward onto her brother as she started to come a second time. Jackson tried to continue thrusting, but the rush of Miley's cum onto his dick and her quivering tight pussy became to much for him. "I'm coming too!" He moaned as his cock exploded. Shot after shot of Jackson's semen emptied into Miley's womb. When brother and sister both calmed down Miley laid on top of Jackson and they both panted heavily. "That was great," Miley said almost giggling. "Yeah, you were pretty okay," Jackson teased. "Gee thanks." "Not a problem." "I don't mean to ruin the fun here, but what are we going to do if I become pregnant?" "Don't worry about it Miley. I know someone I can get morning after pills from when I get off work tomorrow." "So do you think I'm ready?" "You're more than ready. When and if you do have sex with Johnny don't be too good too often or you could make him feel inadequate." "Who knows about this side of you Jackson?" "About the same number of people who know you're Hannah Montana. You have your other side I have mine. We better get cleaned up and dressed though just in case this is one of those times dad just shows up late without calling." "Miley! Jackson! Are either of you here?" Someone shouted from downstairs. "Uh oh! We've got problems other than dad!" Miley exclaimed as she and Jackson quickly got out of bed and started dressing "Is anyone home?" Lilly shouted.

y the huge
snowdrifts. Our heat was lost because of the power
failure and it began getting real cold when the sunset.
The fire in the fireplace barely kept the temperature
above freezing.

We knew we were going to be snowed in for at least two
or three days. We got to talking about our ancestors and
how they slept together, sharing body warmth, to keep
from freezing. When it got time to go to bed, mom
suggested that we sleep together because she didn't know
how cold it was going to be and, without heat, we should
maybe act like our ancestors.

I finished brushing my teeth and changing before mom
did. I got under the covers and waited. When she came
out of the bathroom, she had a long flannel nightdress
on. She rushed toward the bed saying that she hoped I
had warmed it up for her. She got under the covers and
cuddled up to me all shivery and cold.

I rolled toward her and we hugged face to face. Soon our
legs were entwined and I felt real warm lying next to
her. My penis was pressed against her lower stomach and
every time she moved the slightest bit it grew.

Before long I had a full-fledged hard on and became
worried what she would say.

But Mom didn't pull away at all. We just continued lying
in each other's arms. I don't know how long it was
before I began a slow grinding and moved down a little
lower so that my boner was against her pubic mound.

I thought she would be repulsed by these actions but,
but mom just lifted her leg over my hip and pressed into
me. I was a virgin and didn't know what to do, but what
I was doing felt really good.

When I lowered my hand, I was surprised to feel her bare
thigh. I caressed her leg for a while and eventually I
was rubbing her bare behind. I fully expected her to
stop me any second, but I had to keep exploring I had an
overpowering urge to do so. It felt too good to stop.

Then from somewhere I got the idea that it would feel
good to have my penis between her legs so I pulled a
little away and freed myself from my pajamas and
positioned my boner between her legs. Her nightdress was
up to her waist by now. All this time she never said a
word nor made a move to stop me, but she didn't really
do anything to help me either.

The top of my dick was now against her slit and as I
slowly pumped my hips, I just hoped that mom wouldn't
stop me now, I wasn't entirely sure what I'd do it she
tried.

After several minutes of caressing her ass and sliding
my boner along her slippery slit, mom began to react.
Her hips began slowly pumping against mine. As we
continued, I began trying to find her opening. My lack
of experience was apparent and, to my surprise, mom
reached down and guided me with her hand.
It felt incredible and I began coming within seconds.
But I didn't get soft afterward.

Mom kept her slow hip motion for several minutes before
she started breathing hard. When she began a soft
moaning, I felt that I was going to come again. We were
both hugging each other and thrusting now. We soon
collapsed from exhaustion. I lay there still sexually
connected and after a time we fell asleep that way.

The power was on by the next morning. We got up and had
a good breakfast. Mom acted as if nothing had happened.
I sensed she didn't want to talk about it, so I tried to
act as natural as I could.

Over a month passed and mom still hadn't mentioned
anything, but I thought about the sex we'd had
constantly. One evening, I was really horny and I was
looking at mom's body and imagining what it looked like
under her clothes.

When we finished the dishes, I reached out and gave her
a good hug. We were facing each other and my erection
was rubbing against her pubic mound. Mom just hugged me
back, making no effort to pull away from my slowly
grinding penis. I said, "Mom, I want to cuddle with you
like our ancestors tonight."




She smiled as she responded, "That would be nice son,
but ancient Eskimos don't wear any clothes when they
sleep together. Would that bother you to be nude in
front of your mother?"

"No, not at all," I replied.

Seemingly by mutual consent, but without saying it, we
began getting ready for bed even though it was still
very early.

Standing beside the bed, mom began undressing. Following
her cue, I began removing my clothes. Mom's breasts were
much larger than I had imagined. Her nipples were large
and protruded half an inch. As I removed my underpants,
I noticed her eyes locked on my very stiff penis. My
looking at her very full bush, caused my dick to pulse.

Saying she was cold, mom slipped under the covers and I
joined her. We hugged a minute and she rolled on her
back. She said she wanted to feel my hands exploring
her. so I began caressing her breasts and feeling her
nipples which were very erect. Before long I moved down
to her thighs and bush. She pushed her hips up as I
explored her fat mound with my fingers. As I ran my
finger along her slippery slit she said softly, "Kiss my
nipples and suck them."

I was really enjoying the giving of pleasure. Mom told
me she had really missed sex and loved having such a
wonderful son to help her. Suddenly she yelled, "Oh my
God, I'm coming! Don't stop, PLEASE! I love it!"

Her hips were pumping rapidly for a good minute before
she slowed down. Mom then told me to get on top of her.
She guided me into her into her and told me to let
myself go. Again, I didn't last long, but the pleasure
of having my mother hold me tight while I pumped my load
of semen into her was incredible.

The next morning was a Saturday, so we slept in late.
When we got up, mom walked toward the bathroom. I was
enjoying the view of her nude body when she turned and
asked me if I was going to take a shower. I followed her
and we both pissed and then got in the shower.

Helping each other soap up soon had me excited. Mom was
very playful as she helped dry me off. She had me sit on
the edge of the bed and told me she was going to give my
prick the attention it deserved. I couldn't believe it
when she got on her knees and began licking it as if it
were an ice cream bar.

Within a few minutes she took the head and half of its
length in her mouth and slowly sucked. Her tongue on the
sensitive under side drove me crazy and I began moaning.
That caused her to double her efforts. She swallowed
every drop as I unloaded my lust into her mouth.

Then Mom got on the bed and lay back with her legs open.
I could see her moist cunt lips protruding. I looked up
to see mom smiling. She said, I know some young men
don't like kissing vaginas so you don't have to. But, I
would love to show you how to give me the same pleasure
I just gave you.

Without hesitation I kneeled between her legs and put my
lips to her cunt. I loved the feminine odor. Mom told me
where to lick, what to suck and how hard. She had me
slow down several times before she told me she was
coming. I had her clitoris and the skin around it
between my lips and I was pumping it by sucking then
pressing.

That set her off. Her excitement got me hard again and
when she slowed down a little, I mounted her. It was
wonderful. We both pumped slowly for at least fifteen
minutes. The pleasure was superb. Mom moaned out that
she was going to come again and wanted me to come with
her. We fucked hard for a few seconds and came strongly
together.

After resting a short time, mom told me she had never
come twice in such a short time nor had she ever had
such strong orgasms. She told me that I was a wonderful
lover.

And I felt that I was after that, and many more times
after that.

drill, "She's your sister, blah, blah." Yeah, so I took her out on the lake with me. It wasn't really so bad, but a drag nonetheless. Hated her always hanging around. That is until one day, I really began to love it. It was hot; the air in the low mountains didn't get as cool at night in the higher elevations. The lake was large. I couldn't even see one end of it from the other. I wasn't having one hell of a good time, but I wasn't actually unhappy. Boating was interesting. My sister, Charlene, would simply lie back in the boat and get some sun. She was going to burn, and refused to put on any suntan lotion. One day in particular, she was really, really red, but insisted on going out to the middle of the lake to jump off the boat and go for a swim. Today, she wore a bikini type of bathing suit that really showed off her body. There were stripes all over the place on her skin from wearing different bathing suits. She looked like a bowl of mixed ice cream --- strawberry in one place vanilla in another, and chocolate here and there. She was a mess. Actually, I liked it a lot out in the middle of the lake. I could relax in the sun. It was a particularly hot day. I had worked up quite a sweat rowing out to the middle of the lake. I lay there, in one end of the boat, Charlene in the other. "You're going to burn, Charlene. Let me put something on you." She shook her snotty little head. "I want a tan, an all-over tan." Ha, I thought. "You're not going to get an 'all over' tan wearing that suit," I said. "It'll leave stripes all over you, just like you have now. You should see yourself. You're a mess." She looked at me. She blinked her eyes rapidly and her chest heaved, the nipples on her tits showing through the material. I had hurt her feelings. I could see a tear gathering the corner of one eye. "Really?" she asked, choking back a sob. I shook my head. "Not really, I'm sorry." She looked down at herself, and then, without another word, reached behind her head and pulled off her top. I was surprised by the sudden display of naked female flesh. She was beautiful. Her tits were perfect round little melons, centered by dusky red nipples each sticking out firmly. Her tits were upright, jutting up in the air a little. I looked around to be sure that no one was approaching. Off in the distance, I could see another boat, one with an outboard. It was heading in the other direction. To my total surprise, Charlene bent forward and hooked her thumbs in the band of her bikini bottoms and slipped them down to her ankles, and then she kicked them toward me. "There," she said. "No more striped tan lines." There was a sudden lump in my throat, and one in my trunks. I tried to swallow. That took care of the lump in my throat. The other lump would have to wait, I figured. "Put some lotion on me now," she said. And she looked right at the bulge in my swim trunks. Without saying anything she lay back in the boat. There wasn't a whole lot of room to stretch out; she had spread her towel across one of the seats and turned on her stomach, her nice tight little white buttocks in the air. Her legs were slightly parted. I could see her pink rosebud of an asshole, and beneath that, her pussy lips were parted. Each lip was peppered with dark brown hair. The inner lips were visible, wet and pink. God, was I going crazy, or was my own sister making me horny? "Well?" she asked, looking back at me. "Are you going to, or not?" I reached down and picked up the suntan lotion. With shaking hands, I squirted some into one palm, then shakily maneuvered myself closer to her. I glanced around. No one in sight. I began by spreading the lotion on her lower legs, lifting one and rubbing it in as quickly as I could. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my blood was racing. This was amazing, I thought, my sister, great body, naked right in front of me, and with her cunt as wet and spread as that, I could see everything. "Ah, that feels good," she said. I rubbed her legs for a few moments, then moved my hand up to her thighs. I rubbed the lotion on her thighs, then moved toward her inner thighs with both palms, my hands still shaking. I gently moved one thumb toward each of her spread pussy-lips. I made contact, and she quietly moaned. "Mmmm, Mike, that feels so good, I don't believe it," she said. I needed no further encouragement. I moved one hand completely across her downy pubic hair, running a finger along each lip. She shivered and took a deep breath. Then she turned to look up at me and I'll never forget what she said, "Mike, umm... can I touch you, too?" she suddenly asked. I looked into her bright blue eyes and was lost, "I need to spread this all over you," I mumbled, not knowing how to answer her. "Well, hurry up, then, and then take off your trunks," she said with a giggle. Mesmerized by the sight of my sister's butt stuck up in the air, my cock was thrashing around in my trunks. I couldn't believe this was happening. I bent and took off my trunks, my hardon jumping up in the air. She turned and looked at me again. Her eyes went wide and she sat upright, staring right at my cock. "Can I touch that?" I nodded, not able to speak. She leaned forward. I kept my hand on her inner thigh, and as she leaned, my hand brushed against the downy softness of her pubic hair. She touched the head of my dick with one finger. I gasped. I wasn't expecting it to feel like that, and I felt my cock jerk. "You have a nice one," Charlene said. She wrapped her fingers around the base of it. "Nice and thick," she said. I looked down at my cock. It did look like a nice cock. Then, I wondered to myself what a nice cock looked like, as opposed to an un-nice cock. I laughed at my thought. "What's so funny?" Charlene asked. "Just wondered what a nice cock looked like, you know, instead of an ugly one." My voice was choked. She laughed. "You ever seen a cock you didn't like?" "Not really, but I guess I never really thought about it." "You do have a nice one, you know." She put her hand on my thigh. "I like the way the head is all purpley when it's hard." Her touch did something to me, sent electric waves of sensation all over my body. She heard my intake of breath and reached out a finger and very gently rubbed it up and down a small portion of the shaft of my cock. The contact sent shivers of delight up and down my body. My breath gasped at the feeling, the sensations I was experiencing. I loved it. But, it scared me. I wanted to touch her, too. I sat down in the rocking little boat and reached over and cupped one of her tits in my hand. It was warm to the touch, and the skin was smooth, like velvet, like silk. I squeezed gently and stroked upward, and when I reached the nipple, I rubbed my thumb very gently across the erect, red tip. Charlene moaned with pleasure. She began stroking me then. I moved a hand down to her bush, finding the twin lips wet. She spread her legs a little farther apart. We leaned closer to each other, and soon, our heads were touching, each of us staring at the other's sex. I kept my other hand on her tits, and moved from one to the other and back. She bent forward and, moving down with her tongue, she licked my chin, my neck, and then began kissing my nipples. I kept stroking her gently as her mouth opened and she took one of my nipples and sucked on it. I was in heaven with those sensations. She traveled further down, continuously licking and sucking, probing my navel with her tongue. The entire time, she kept up her stroking with one hand and fondling my balls with the other, kneading them, caressing them gently. My cock came into contact with her cheek then, and she turned and put her tongue on it. She licked down the shaft of it, and I had to let go of her now, because of the twisted position our bodies had assumed. She looked up at my eyes. "Lay back," she whispered. I did as she asked. Then, I felt her tongue on my balls. Warm and wet, her tongue flicked out and licked every crevice and hair on my balls, down beneath them, even. The entire time, she kept stroking, speeding it up. She increased speed and pressure, and I knew I was going to cum. She must have known I was going to cum. Maybe she could tell by the way my balls elevated and my hips began to gyrate. I shot my load as she continued licking the base of my shaft and my balls. She stroked and squeezed harder and faster, and I shot load after load of hot cum onto my belly. I lay there for a minute trying to catch my breath as my sister's hands began o roam over my cum covered stomach. Finally I took my towel and wiped myself clean. She leaned back in her seat, and I reached over and once again cupped her tits in my hand. "Just lick," She said. "OK," I said, my voice shaky and thick. She lay back and I leaned toward her midsection, placing both my hands on her cunt. I began moving my fingers up and down the inner labia, feeling the wetness there as she writhed around. I was now stroking it steadily, and I was so close, I could count the light brown hairs in front of my eyes. I put my mouth on the lips, and flicked up with my tongue, touching her clit. She moaned with pleasure. I moved my mouth upward, flicking my tongue across her navel, then up to her round tits. I moved my mouth up to one nipple, caressing it with my lips, letting my tongue run across it as I took it in my mouth. She writhed, her legs jerking. "I love that, Mike." I moved my mouth to the other nipple, slowly, my tongue blazing a trail from one nipple to another. I continued gently moving my fingers around her pussy lips, feeling the fine downy hairs running down each side of her cunt. She moved one hand down to her cunt, and I looked down and watched her fingering her hairy bush, the dark brown hair wet from her juices. She spread her legs wide. I dropped my head down, sucking first one nipple again, then the other. I swirled my tongue around each pink-red nipple, then traveled with it to her other mound, and did the same to it. Her face was flushed, and her body began to writhe under me. I could feel the spasms in her legs, and I moved my fingers back to her clit, touching it lightly. I inserted one finger ever so lightly into her cunt, remembering that she said she had never done it before, with anyone. Inside her, I could feel her muscles grasping my finger, trying to hold on to it. She began to moan, and then with a shout, her whole body jerked. "I'm cumming," she whispered. I stroked harder and faster, and her body gave one enormous spasm, and she shouted, and then laid back, eyes closed. Grabbing my cock, I half-leaned, half-stood over her, and jerked off on her tits as load after load of white hot cum shot over her chest and neck. I leaned back onto the wooden bench separating the parts of the boat. The boat was rocking back and forth dizzyingly. "Sorry about that, Sis," I said. "I got carried away." She looked at me and smiled. She reached up with one hand and rubbed the cum into her tits. She shook her head. "Oh no, Mike, that was great. Loved it." We sat silently for a few moments, each of us looking around the lake. Then, she looked over at my crotch again. "You have a nice body, Mike," she said. "Yours is great, Sis, even though it does look like Neapolitan ice cream." She smiled. "I think that sitting out here and sucking one another will take care of that before the summer's over." We sat there quietly, my cock suddenly beginning to jerk upward and throb as I looked at my sister's tits and cunt spread before me like that. "Let's fuck," she said. "I thought you didn't want to," I said. She didn't answer, didn't say a word. She reached over and grabbed my cock, fondling and stroking it to full erection. Then she moved over, and with the boat rocking crazily back and forth, threatening to throw both of us into the water surrounding us, sat on my lap and guided my cock into her hot cunt. Her tits slapped my face, and I buried my face in those little round melons as she pumped up and down on my cock. I could feel the wet smoothness of her hot cunt surrounding my cock. She moved up and down slowly, carefully, not wanting the boat to rock too severely. She gripped my cock with her internal muscles somehow, squeezing my dick as it moved in and out of her cunt. I knew that I wasn't going to last very long. I was too excited, too turned on. It was the excitement, the thrill of doing it out in the open like that, and especially doing it with my sister so unexpectedly. Her pussy was warm and tight around my cock. Her juices flowed down, wetting my cock and my pubic hair. She jerked and cried out, and I knew that she had cum again. I grabbed her ass and lifted her, and fucked her from below, holding her ass in the air as I did so. I came again, great gobs of white-hot cum shooting into her and running out of her cunt onto my lap. As I stopped, we just sat there, my cock still in her, the boat rocking back and forth. She used her internal muscles to squeeze it, milking it dry. I used the muscles in my cock to make it expand and contract, and as she sat on top of me, we sat and smiled at each other. Slowly, she pulled off me and sat on her side of the boat. Both of us were naked and had each other's juices all over us, along with the suntan lotion I had spread on her. The sun was high overhead, and I knew that it was time for us to be heading back for lunch. "We gotta get back," I said. "Aw, shucks, Mike," she said. "It's lunch time," I said. "We can bring lunch with us tomorrow," she said. "Yes, and stay out all day, and get really burned," I answered. She spread her legs and rubbed her pussy lips with her fingers. "This is the only thing that's going to burn you," she said. I could feel my cock getting hard again. "Charlene, we have to get back." She smiled. "I know." She bent and began putting on her bathing suit. After she had it back on, she turned and looked at my hard cock. She climbed over and positioned herself right in front of my cock. As I rowed, she took it slowly into her mouth. I could feel her hands on my balls, caressing and fondling them. She went down as far as she could on my cock, and I could feel it at the back of her throat. As she moved her head faster and faster, I could feel myself getting ready to cum again. I stopped rowing and put both hands on the back of her head, holding her mouth on my cock. I shot a load of cum in the back of her throat as she tried to move her tongue around my throbbing dick. # A cool glass of iced tea awaited us, along with cold sandwiches for a quick lunch. "You guys enjoy your boating this morning?" Mom asked. "Ugh," I answered, "It was OK." "Well, it's not so bad having your sister along, is it?" I shrugged. Charlene winked. "Not so bad at all, I think," she said. And, it wasn't so bad at all. Hell, it was great!