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October 21, 2008

Hannah and Her Brothers
By
Alex Hawk

I lay in my bed, shivering slightly in the cold late autumn night. It had been a very warm day, but tonight was unseasonably cold. Probably only about 39 degrees outside, and not too much warmer inside. In theory I could turn the heat up, but my mom and twelve-year-old brother, Brady, were out of town with one of Brady’s swim meets, and the thermostat had a security code on it and I couldn’t turn it up, despite the cold.

I was fifteen, I thought. I shouldn’t be having to put up with this.

Finally at about 11:00 I got tired of trying to stay warm and thought of a different idea. I pulled on a pair of panties and a t-shirt (I normally slept nude), and walked down the hall to the bedroom of my thirteen-year-old brother, Matt, where I knocked on the door.

I heard his still boyish voice come from the other side of the door. “Yeah?”

“Can I come in, Matt?”

“Sure.”

I opened his door and crept inside. In the faint light from the window, I could see Matt covered almost completely by his blankets.

“Cold?”

“What do you think?”

I grinned a little while shivering still. “Well… look… I can’t sleep cause I’m freezing my ass off. Can I… well, can I sleep with you so that we can both stay warm?”

“Uh… well, ok, sure.”

“Good. Move over.”

Matt scooted over and I pulled back his blankets, joining him under them. At first it still felt cold, but after only a couple minutes I warmed up and was soon feeling nice and toasty.

“Oh, this is much better, Matt… thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Hannah,” he said, sounding a little sleepy.

I laid on my back, my brother facing the wall of his bedroom, and eventually drifted off to a nice warm sleep.

At some point later, I don’t know for sure when, I woke up. I didn’t know why, but I was awake. I laid there, totally motionless, wondering what had woken me up when I suddenly became aware of my brother’s hand moving along my arm.

I wondered why he was doing this and couldn’t figure out how I should handle it. I mean, it didn’t feel BAD having him touching my arm. It wasn’t any really big deal. Perhaps he was sleeping and just doing so in his sleep? That was cool, I guessed. No big deal.

Just as I started to doze off I felt my brother’s hand move again and heard him whisper softly, “Hannah? Hannah, are you awake?”

I said nothing, just continued to act asleep.

Very slowly Matt moved his hand off my arm and down to my stomach. He moved his fingers gently up from there until they brushed against the underside of one of my breasts. He shifted his weight a little and slowly traced his fingers up until his hand was completely cupping my breast.

Well, now… this had my attention! I wanted to stop him, but frankly it DID feel good, and he was certainly keeping me warm, so I suppose I didn’t have too much to complain about. Besides, it was kind of sweet in it’s own way. I laid there in this half-asleep state, wondering what else Matt had in mind to do.

It wasn’t too terribly long before I found out, as he removed his hand from my breast and whispered, once more, “Hannah? Hannah, wake up.” Ignoring him I remained motionless.

Matt shifted around a little behind me and this time I felt his fingers stray down to my panties. My pulse jumped into high gear at this point. I’d had some experience with boys, but it was mostly limited to making out and one of them feeling my breasts, just like Matt had done. None had ever put their hands anywhere near my panties, despite what they might’ve wanted.

Matt first moved his hands along my stomach and then along the waistband of my panties. I wondered if he was going to try to slip it inside, but apparently not. All he did was my his fingers along the surface from the waistband and down slightly to the top of my pubic hair. It wasn’t much, but it felt pretty nice.
My brother moved his hand off my panties and I felt him shifting around behind me. It took a moment to figure out what he was doing, but once I puzzled it out, it was pretty clear he was masturbating.

As I laid there in Matt’s bed, trying to figure out what to do next, he moved his hand back onto my panties. “Hannah?” he whispered once more. Matt was breathing pretty hard at this point. It was apparent that he was quite excited by what he was doing. I could hardly blame him, since I was pretty excited myself.

Matt then slipped a couple fingers into the waistband of my panties. I found myself trying not to hold my breath as he moved them down until they encountered my pubic hair. He traced his fingertips around in the tangle, and then moved down a little more until his fingers brushed against my clitoris.
Now I was getting REALLY turned on, even if it was my little brother who was feeling me up! It still felt really nice. Besides, there wasn’t really any harm in it, was there? It certainly was keeping me warm.

Then my brother’s fingers drifted lower, until the tip of one finger was pressing right against my vagina. He pushed slightly and I felt his finger slide in a little as he breathed out, whispering, “Oh, wow…”

I felt my brother’s bed shaking a little, and his finger trembling as it pushed a little more into my vagina, past about the first knuckle or so. Then Matt let out a little moan and stiffened up next to me. He was cumming, I realized.

When Matt was done with his orgasm he laid there silently next to me for a moment, then pulled his finger out of me. He moved around a little and, after a bit, started breathing like he was sleep.

Once I was sure he was sleeping, I got out of his bed, went to the bathroom, masturbated to a quick orgasm of my own, and then went back to go to sleep, drifting off with images of Matt dancing in my head.

* * *

By the time I woke up the next morning, Matt was already out of bed and downstairs. I laid there in his bed, wondering how much of what had happened last night had been real and how much had just been a very vivid dream. It certainly felt like it had been real, but how was I to know for sure? I guessed there wasn’t any real way, unless I talked with Matt about it, and he’d lie like a dog if it were true. Oh, well.

When I finally got myself together, and put on some clothes, I went down to where Matt was sitting in the living room watching TV. I came up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you!” I said.

“For what?”

“Letting me sleep in your bed.”

“Oh! Sure, you’re welcome.”

A thought hit. “If it’s really cold tonight, can I do it again?”

“Sure, if you want to.”

“I do.”

“Ok.”

Matt and I went about the rest of our days separately. We got a call from our mom late in the night who told us that Brady had made it into the semi-finals in his swim meet. We were all pretty happy about that, so I made a special dinner (homemade pizza), for my brother and I before we got ready for bed.

When night rolled around, I was secretly pleased at how cold it was. I told Matt I planned to sleep with him tonight, and he said that was fine. So I went to my bedroom, changed into just a t-shirt and, this time, a pair of loose fitting boxers (to make it easier for him), before I went and joined him in his bed.

“Welcome back, Hannah,” Matt said as I got into bed with him.

“Thank you,” I said with a giggle. Then I leaned over and hugged him, feeling his bare chest against me. “I hate freezing.”

Matt laughed. “Me, too. It’s a lot warmer with you in here with me.”

“Yeah.”

“Anyhow, goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Matt.”

I laid on my back, my head tilted away from my brother and pretended to be sleeping. It actually didn’t take too long before I started to drift slowly off, but as I felt Matt begin moving next to me I woke entirely up, wondering what he had in mind this time.

“Hannah?” he whispered again. I wondered what he’d do if I responded. “Hannah, are you awake?”

Upon my saying nothing, my younger brother obviously felt things were ok to go. He placed his hand at the base of my tshirt and then slipped it slowly up inside. This was new, but it didn’t bother me in the least, and it especially didn’t bother me when Matt moved his hand up until it was cupping my breast, my hard nipple against the palm of his hand.

Matt whispered something under his breath, but I didn’t catch what it was. Obviously he was pretty happy to have his hand on me. He pulled his hand back after a minute or two, though, but then he pulled my shirt up enough to expose both my breasts. It moved me around considerably, and if I hadn’t been awake already, this would have woken me up.

“Wow,” he whispered as he looked at my exposed breasts. I felt him shaking a little next to me and knew that he was masturbating again. Then he placed a hand over one of my nipples again, moving it around just a little. It felt nice, that was certain.

Then Matt did something I really didn’t expect! He leaned down and I felt his lips against my nipple. I’d just had time to notice that when I felt him starting to suck gently, which REALLY started to get me horny. It was all that I could do to keep from twitching as the pleasure flooded through my body.

Just as I was getting into it, Matt pulled his mouth off me and pulled my t-shirt back down. He started shaking a little more, which reminded me of what else he was doing on his bed. I tried to picture what it looked like when Matt masturbated. What his penis might be like, etc.

Then I felt Matt moving again as his hand came to rest above my panties. Moments later he slipped his fingers under the waistband, probably very surprised to find rather less hair than there had been the day before. I’d trimmed it down a little during the afternoon.

If Matt noticed any difference, he didn’t let on. He just moved his fingers down until the tip of one encountered my vagina. He stuck out one of his fingers and slowly slipped it up inside me, this time until it was the way in me.

“God, that’s nice…” Matt whispered. I felt him starting to shake big time, and it was pretty clear he was about to cum. Sure enough, after only a few moments of him fingering me he tensed up and let out a quiet moan as his climax hit.

A few moments later Matt withdrew his finger from inside my vagina. To my surprise he then leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek before he laid back and, presumably, eventually drifted off to sleep.

I, however, wasn’t at all able to sleep. I’d been horny all day, and having my brother fingering me and sucking on my breast had been enough to make me REALLY horny. I wanted to get out of the bed and go masturbate, but I also didn’t want to freeze my ass off.

Then after about fifteen minutes or so I came up with a new idea. Turning over, I cracked open my eyes and in the faint light from the window saw Matt laying on his back, about half his chest exposed from under the blanket.

Quietly I whispered, “Matt? Matt?” No reply.

I grinned a little and placed my hand on his bare chest, feeling the heat from his body against me. He did have a pretty nice body, really. Plus it was kind of cool feeling him up as he slept. Well, presumably slept. For all I knew, he was faking like I had been.

“Matt? Matt, if you’re awake, I’ll let you fuck me,” I lied softly. I figured if he was awake, that would certainly get his attention. Nothing. Good.

I let my hand slide under the blanket and drift slowly down my brother’s chest and stomach until I reached the top of his boxers. Swallowing a little I moved my hand down farther, until I felt a bulge in the fabric under my palm. My hand was now resting over my little brother’s penis.

A surge of excitement went through me at the thought of what I was doing. I felt a lot of warmth under my palm, and realized that there was nothing bit a thin bit of fabric between me and my brother. Did I dare go further?

Hell, how could I not?

I moved my hand up again and before I could chicken out slid it under the fabric of Matt’s boxers, past a small bit of pubic hair and then, just that swiftly, my fingers touched the base of his penis.

Oh, wow, I thought, but unlike Matt didn’t feel the need to say. Moving my hand down farther, I let it rest directly on his penis, and felt it twitch and start to harden, until it was sticking out completely. I wrapped my hand around it and held it, savoring the texture and warmth.

Well, here I was with my hand down my brothers boxers and his penis in my hand. What did I do next? I had no idea. I used my other hand to reach down into my underwear and finger myself while holding him. It was certainly cool.

It was at this point, with my brother’s penis in my hand and my fingers inside my vagina, that my own orgasm hit me, hard and sudden. It was, without a doubt, the best I’d ever had, taking me at least a couple minutes before I came back to myself.

And then, after all the excitement was over, I rolled over onto my side and mere moments later was lost in sleep.

* * *

The next day passed uneventfully. It was Sunday night, and Matt and I would still have tonight to be by ourselves before our mom and Brady came back. We DID get a call from them, saying that Brady was in the finals. We wished him luck, and went about the rest of the day. I didn’t know for sure what Matt was thinking all day, but I was just killing time, waiting for bed.

Thankfully, it was even colder than it had been the previous two nights. I was able to go into the kitchen, open the fridge and have warm air come out. AND IT WAS WORKING RIGHT! Amazing, and disturbing. Kind of like what Matt and I had been up to.

As bedtime rolled around, I made sure Matt knew I planned to sleep with him. He seemed just as thrilled about the notion as I was, though I was sure he had no idea why I was so pleased.

When I got to his bedroom, and under the blankets, Matt said, “Hey, Hannah?”

“Yeah?”

“I got an idea.”

“Ok.”

Matt was silent for so long I’d almost thought he was sleeping. Then he said, “Well… look… I remember reading in a Boy Scout book that… well… if you’re sleeping with someone to stay warm you should, you know, sleep… naked… cause the heat goes from one person to the other person better than it would with clothes.”

I was surprised and proud of my little brother for coming up with such an intelligent notion. So I said, “Oh… ok, that sounds like a good idea.”

“It does?”

“Yeah!” I sat up in his bed and tossed my t-shirt onto the ground, then pretended to throw my panties on the floor. What my brother didn’t know is that I hadn’t been wearing anything under the shirt.

Moments later Matt sat up and threw his boxers past me and onto the floor. Then we both snuggled under the blankets and said good night to each other. Then I just had to pretend to sleep and see how long it would be before Matt’s throbbing teenage hormones overtook him.

As it happened it didn’t take too long before I felt him moving around next to me. I really wished I could just open my eyes up and look at him and have him know that he was making me feel good and everything else, but I didn’t want to scare him.

Matt ended up making record time on his activities. Not more than five minutes after I’d pretended to go to sleep, he started whispering my name, trying to see if I was awake. He even shook my shoulder, wanting to make damn sure I was asleep. I gave him his wish.

My younger brother didn’t bother to wait any further. He simply placed his hand between my legs and started rubbing at my vagina, working a finger up inside me. I’d left my legs spread to make this easier for him, and that certainly seemed to help, and it felt even better for me cause it meant that he could get his finger into me a little deeper.

Matt shifted around on the bed, and I figured he was just masturbating, but then I realized that he was trying to spread my legs. Wondering exactly what he had in mind, I let him spread them, and he got them pretty wide before he let go. Then Matt sat up and moved over, positioning himself so that he was between my legs.

Ok, I’ll admit. This surprised me. It was likely that my brother was going to try and fuck me, and if he thought I was going to pretend to be asleep while I lost my virginity, he had another thing coming. Still, I thought, maybe I was wrong. Maybe he didn’t have that in mind, though what he DID have planned, I couldn’t guess.

Matt moved himself up until his face was near mine. “Hannah?” he whispered again. I kept pretending to sleep. “Good,” he whispered softly. He reached down between our legs and I felt the tip of his penis brushing up against my vagina.

Well, great, I thought. Now I had to make up my mind and make it up quick. Did I REALLY want to stop him, or did I want to see what it felt like to have a boy inside me? I mean, being a virgin at fifteen WAS kind of sucky, after all. But did I want to loose it to my little brother and while I was pretending to sleep?

Now I felt the tip of Matt’s penis pressing into the entrance to my vagina. If I didn’t do something soon, he’d slide right inside, and what would I do then? There’d be no way I could keep pretending to sleep while I got fucked.

So, being a little brat like only I can be, I opened my eyes and quietly said, “Boo.”

“Aaaaaaaah!” Matt lept from off me, got tangled up in his blankets and fell onto the floor with a loud thump as I sat up in the bed and started laughing.

“Hannah!” Matt yelped, trying to cover himself with the blanket that had ended up on the floor with him. “Uh… I… it wasn’t… I just…”

I held up my hand and kept laughing as I shook my head. “You were thinking I was asleep so you thought you’d try fucking me, right?”

“What? No! Of course not!” my little brother replied, doing his best to look offended and innocent at the same time. It didn’t work. “I mean…” He laughed weakly. “Why… why would you think that?”

“Cause you were naked on top of me with your dick about to poke into me.”

“Oh, THAT. Well, that’s because… uh…”

I decided to have mercy. “Matt. Get back up into bed.”

“No, I’m fine down here.”

“Well, I’m COLD up here, so get your naked butt back into bed.”

Shyly, and doing his best to hide his naked body, Matt got back into the bed, laying as far away from me as he could get.

“Why are you all the way over there?” I asked.

“Uh… more comfy.”

“Uh-huh… you didn’t have a problem being next to me the last couple nights.”

Matt was silent.

“Ok, look. Let’s talk, Matt.”

“About what?”

“About you feeling me up when you thought I was sleeping.”

“Oh, that.”

“Yes, that. What do you have to say for yourself?”

Matt shifted around a bit and then said. “Uhm… sorry.”

“That’s the best you can do?”

“Very sorry?” he replied after a moment.

I rolled my eyes. “Try again,” I said, reaching over and smacking him on the arm.

Matt sighed. “Ok, Hannah. I’m sorry I was feeling you up while I thought you were sleeping. It was wrong and I shouldn’t have done it.”

“Apology accepted.”

“But… wait. If you were awake, why didn’t you stop me?”

That question was not one I’d prepared for. “Er…” I settled for honestly. “Well, to tell the truth, it felt pretty nice.”

“It did?”

“Yeah. Besides, I already had my revenge.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I felt you up last night after you were done with me.”

“You did?” he asked in a stunned tone.

“Yeah. Sorry.”

“Oh. What did you do?”

I shrugged. “Just put my hand down inside your boxers and held your penis for a bit.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Well… fair is fair, I guess.”

“Yeah. Matt?”

“Yeah?”

“Were you really going to try to fuck me?”

Matt went quiet but finally said, “Well… I was going to try to at least put it in, just to see what it felt like.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. I would’ve pulled out before I came. But it’s just that I’m a virgin still and I wanted to know what it’s like inside a girl.”

“Yeah, I can understand that. I wonder what it’s like to have a boy inside me.”

“You’re still a virgin, too?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

“Well, you might’ve at least used a condom. You think I want to get pregnant?”

“I don’t have any. Plus I wasn’t going to cum in you anyhow. I was only going to stick it in and take it right back out again.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

We were both silent for a bit now, but then I said, “So… Matt?”

“Yeah?”

“I got a deal for you.”

“Ok.”

I took a deep breath. “If you promise not to cum, I’ll let you put it in me so that we can both see what it feels like.”

“You will? Really?”

“Yeah, but you can’t cum inside me.”

“Ok!” Matt sat up. “You want me on top like I was going to be?”

“Sure.”

“Ok!”

I spread my legs wide as Matt moved around, getting between my legs. My heart was racing as I thought about the fact that I was about to loose my virginity to my little brother. I was a little creeped out, but mostly just really excited and horny as hell.

Once Matt was on top of me I took his penis in my hand and lined it up with my vagina, feeling the tip press slightly into me.

“Push it in real slowly, ok?”

“Alright.”

Matt nodded at me and looked down into the darkness under the blanket. I felt him move around a little and then a faint pressure between my legs as, with surprising ease, my brother’s thirteen-year-old virgin penis glided smoothly into my fifteen-year-old virgin vagina, stopping only when he could go no deeper.

For a few moments my brain froze up as Matt entered me for the first time. The feeling of having him inside me in such an amazing fashion was really overwhelming! There was a faint twinge of pain, but that was knocked aside by the pure pleasure of our incestual coupling. It was like he was where he really belonged.

“Jesus, Hannah…” Matt whispered, looking down at me.

“I know…” I whispered back.

“This feels… so cool…”

“Yeah…”

I looked up at as much of my brother’s nude body I could see in the faint light that filled the room. He looked really hot on top of me, I had to admit. Knowing that his penis was deep inside me made him even hotter.

Matt was trying hard not to move, which I guessed meant that he was getting close to cumming. I let him keep his penis inside me for about a minute or so, but then I figured anything more than that and I could get pregnant. So I had to do what I didn’t want to do.

“Matt…?” I whispered.

“Yeah…?”

“You gotta pull out…”

Matt looked crushed. “Do I have to…?”

I nodded. “I don’t want you to… but you can’t cum in me…”

“Can I just keep it inside a little longer? Please? I promise to pull out before I cum! Please?”

Matt had such a look of desperation on his face… and it DID feel really good to have him inside me. So finally I nodded and said, “Ok… but you better pull out…”

“I will, I promise!”

“Ok…”

Matt at first didn’t move or anything, but then I felt his muscular naked body moving on top of me in a slow, somewhat steady motion, his penis sawing back and forth inside my vagina as, for the first time, he stared to truly fuck me.

I let out a little moan and placed my hands on my brother’s ass, cupping it as he fucked me, my mind spinning with pleasure. I’d never known anything could ever feel this good! If I’d known sex was like this, I would’ve lost my virginity years ago!

“Oh… ooooh… Hannah…?” Matt gasped as he moved his penis within me.

“Yeah…?”

“I’m gettin’ close…”

“Ok…”

“Can I cum in you… please…? Just this once… please? I promise I’ll never ask again… just this once… please…?”

I knew I shouldn’t let him, but I didn’t want to have him stop. It all felt way too good. But if he got me pregnant… oh, the hell with it. The odds of that were pretty low. I could take the chance.

“Ok… just this once…”

“Oh… oh, god… thank you… oh… OH!”

Matt’s body moved faster as he thrust ever harder into me. Then he pushed deep inside me, tensed and grunted as I felt his penis start to twitch within my vagina, and I knew that my brother’s sperm was bathing the inside of my body as he climaxed. I could actually feel it spurting into me! It was incredibly intense, almost enough to trigger my own orgasm, but not quite. When my brother was done cumming, he fell on top of me, his naked, sweaty body laying on mine, his erection still within my body as he tried to get his breath back.

“Well…” I managed to say after a few moments. “That was… interesting…”

“Yeah…”

“Get off me now.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, ok.”

My brother’s penis slipped out of my vagina as he rolled off me and onto his back. Neither of us spoke for a bit, and then he said, “I can’t believe we just had sex.”

“Me, either,” I confessed.

“I really liked it.”

“I did, too,” I said, after thinking for a moment.

“Do you… maybe… wanna do it again sometime?” he asked, with hope in his voice.

I considered the question. “Yeah. I think so. It really felt nice.”

“Cool.” Matt was quiet again. “Do you think you wanna do it again… right now?”

I laughed at my horny brother. “Now? But we just got DONE doing it!”

“Yeah, but I’m still hard.”

“You are?” I reached under the blanket and found my brother’s stiff penis. Stroking it a little I said, “Damn… yeah, you are.”

“I told you.”

“Yeah…” I thought about it for a few seconds. “Well… ok. I guess we can do it some more tonight, but if we do it after this, we’re going to have to get some condoms, ok?”

“Ok!”

“Let’s get these blankets off, though. I’m too hot.”

“Me, too.”

We tossed Matt’s blankets onto the floor and savored the feeling of the cooler air over our naked teenage bodies. It was somewhat ironic that I’d come into his room originally to stay warm and now was too warm!

“Hey, Hannah?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you mind if I turn on a light this time? I wanna see you when we do it.”

“Sure,” I said with a shrug.

Then we both spent several minutes going “argh” as the light blinded us. When our eyes finally adjusted I checked out my naked brother and got a good look at the penis that had taken my virginity. It was about four, maybe four and a half inches long and, like the rest of his body, was rather thin and mostly hairless. Nice, though.

“You look beautiful, Hannah,” Matt said, looking at me as he started stroking his penis.

“You look good, too.”

I assumed the position again, laying on my back with my legs spread wide and high, watching as Matt moved his naked body on top of mine, with his penis pointing almost straight up at the ceiling. I watched as he took it in his hand and aimed it at my vagina.

“Are you ready?” my brother asked, looking into my eyes.

“Oh, yes.”

“Ok.”

I looked down between my legs, wanting to see my brother entering me. I’d felt it, of course, the first time, but this time I’d actually be able to see it when he put his penis inside me, and I couldn’t wait!

Matt scooted forward until the tip of his erection pressed against me. Then I watched him move again and watched as he very slowly began to sink his penis into my vagina. The shaft disappeared into me bit by bit until it was all the way inside me, and his pubic hair was mashed into mine. It was the coolest thing I’d ever seen and felt even better than it had the first time he put it in me!

“God, that’s cool,” Matt said, smiling as he looked down at me.

“Yeah, it is…”

Matt lowered his body down onto mine and started slowly pumping with his hips, sliding in and out of me in a fairly steady rhythm. It felt wonderful having him do that! I once again let my hands stray onto his firm butt, savoring the motion of his muscles under the skin.

“This so wonderful, Hannah…” Matt whispered.

“Yeah… oh, god, yeah…”

Matt fucked me like that for a good three or four minutes before an idea hit me.

“Hey, Matt?”

“Yeah…?”

“Stop for a second.”

Matt stopped moving and looked down at me, concern on his face. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I grinned. “I just wanna be on top.”

“Oh!” Matt smiled back. “Ok!”

“Here, get off me and lay on your back.”

“Alright.” Matt got off me, his penis slipping out my body as he flipped over and laid down on his bed.

I straddled my brother at the waist, taking his penis in my hand and lining it up with my vagina. I thought at first that it would be a little awkward this way, but it really wasn’t. I just sort of backed up, lowered myself down, and just that easily had him inside me.

“Oh, I REALLY like that…” I said with a smile as I looked down at my naked brother.

“Me, too,” he grinned back.

I placed one hand on the bed to steady myself and the other on my brother’s smooth, hairless chest as I started doing my best to ride his penis. This was going to take some practice, I realized quick. It certainly felt good to have him under me like this, and it was cool looking down and seeing the look of rapture on his face as we fucked.

“Oh, that’s good,” muttered Matt as he started pushing up into me.

“Yeah…”

My brother reached up with one hand and cupped one of my breasts, then moved the hand down to my clitoris, trying to rub at it while we fucked. After a bit he gave up and just laid there and enjoyed the ride.

“Oh…” Matt whispered after about three minutes. “Oh… Hannah… I’m gonna… AH!” He pushed up into me and I felt his penis pulsing inside my vagina as his sperm filled me. The look on his face was adorable! It was just a pity I didn’t wind up cumming as well.

Once Matt was finished cumming, I lifted myself off him and laid back down on the bed, a little of his sperm leaking out from me as I did so. I ran a finger through it and looked at it. Just like they told us in health class. Sticky, white, smelled weird.

For quite a while neither of us said anything. We just laid side-by-side on Matt’s bed, slowly getting our breath back and staring at the ceiling, and then Matt said, “I gotta go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Ok.”

Matt got out of bed and walked out of the room, my eyes fixed on his butt as he walked. I wondered why I’d never realized before just how good looking Matt was. Probably just because he was my brother.

Which brought me, of course, to another problem. I started to wonder, in the back of my head, about the appropriateness of what Matt and I had done. I mean, this was incest, after all, which was illegal and most people thought it was immoral.

I wasn’t sure what I should think about it. It felt really good the two times we’d had sex, but maybe there was a good reason why it was illegal and wrong. But could anything that felt so good as this be wrong?

Ah, who cared. I’d sort it out later. Right now my mind drifted back to other things as my naked brother walked back into the bedroom, looking all shy and cute and smiling just a little bit.

“Hey,” he said. “Mind if I join you?”

“Not at all.”

“Excellent,” Matt said, steepling his fingers like Mr Burns.

I shuddered. “Don’t do that again.”

“Oh? What if I do?” he asked, getting into bed with me.

“Then no more sex.”

“Oh? So if I DON’T do it, I DO get more sex?” my brother asked hopefully.

I laughed. “God, don’t tell me you’re horny again!”

Matt blushed a little. “Well, not quite yet, but I’m getting there.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re such a… a… I don’t know what you are, but you’re it!”

“Glad to hear it!” Matt leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

I laughed a little. “Now you ARE getting to be horny again, aren’t you?”

Matt placed his hand between my legs and rubbed at my vagina a little. “Like you aren’t?”

“Well, maybe a little.”

“Maybe you just like having your brother inside you so much that you can’t ever say no?”

“Dream on, little boy,” I laughed.

“Oh, really? So you’re saying no right now?”

“Well… no. Wait. Yes. No. Wait. No, no. Uh…” I crossed my eyes.

Matt laughed. “So you’re saying yes right now?” He pushed his hard penis against my thigh.

“Oh, god, it’s back…” I muttered, looking at my brother’s erection.

“Yes. So can I put it somewhere nice and warm?”

I rolled my eyes. “I can tell you where you can stick it…”

“In you?”

I laughed again. “You’re really a pest, aren’t you?”

“That’s not a no,” he pointed out.

I laughed some more and spread my legs for my brother. “Alright, alright. I know better than to try and fight the inevitable.”

“Good!” My brother said, grinning widely as he got on top of me. He took his penis in his hand and slipped it easily into me with one smooth motion, burrying himself all the way inside my vagina.

“Ah…” A wordless moan of pleasure from me.

“Thank you for doing this with me…”

“You’re very, very welcome…”

My younger brother lowered himself down again until his face was mere inches from mine. “Can we do this again? A lot more?”

“Oh, yes…”

“Every day?”

“Yeah…”

“Cool…” Matt smiled as he kept thrusting into me. “Am I gonna have to start wearing a condom?”

“No…” I didn’t really want him to. It would’ve seemed… wrong… somehow.

“Can I always cum in you?” he whispered, fucking me a little faster.

“Yes…” I whispered back, not sure why, but it felt like the right answer. It certainly sent a little thrill through my body.

Matt leaned in closer, until his lips were almost touching mine as he fucked me faster and faster. “Do you… want to… have a baby… with me?”

“Oh, god, yes,” I moaned, unsure if I really wanted to, but not really caring. “Make me pregnant, little brother… give me a baby…”

Matt closed his eyes, let out a low moan, and then, to my surprise, kissed me! His mouth pushed right up against mine as I felt his penis start kicking inside my vagina, his sperm flooding into me for the third time today, heading out onto its mission of making me pregnant.

The idea of that was enough to finally give me my first orgasm with a boy, my vagina convulsing around my brother’s hard penis as I clutched his ass and the pleasure washed over me in waves that I rode with a bliss that made everything else we’d done look like nothing at all!

This time, when Matt was done cumming, he simply collapsed on top of me, both of us breathing hard and sweating up a storm. After a minute or two he said, “Ok, I think I’m officially fucked-out for right now,” and rolled onto the bed next to me.

“Yeah,” I said with a gasp. “Me, too.”

After a bit I got out of bed and went to the bathroom where I did the usually bathroomy things and cleaned up a little. By the time I got back to Matt’s bedroom he was already asleep. I snuggled up under the blankets next to him and in moments had joined him in slumber.

* * *

I woke up first the next morning. I looked over at my brother, my lover, I guessed he was now, laying naked in the bed next to me. He looked so adorable! I wanted to feel him inside me again, but first needed to take care of other pressing biological business.

While I used the bathroom I thought about everything that had gone on last night. I still had no regrets, except that I DID wish I hadn’t mentioned anything about having a baby. Despite what I’d said, I certainly didn’t want to get pregnant, especially not by my own brother. The sex was nice, but not worth that.

So I made up my mind that, as soon as possible, I would get out there and get on the Pill. Meantime, if Matt and I continued to have sex with each other, which seemed quite likely, we’d just take our chances.

Quickly I became aware of the fact that I really, really smelled bad. This was what a night of hardcore sex with your brother can do. Since I was still naked, I figured I might as well get a shower, so I turned on the water and, once it was ready, stepped inside.

Ah… not quite as good as the sex last night, but nice anyhow, I thought to myself as the water beat down onto me. I picked up the soap and started getting clean, paying special attention to the part between my legs.

Just as I was about finished the curtain got pulled back and Matt stuck his head in. “Room for one more?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Cool.”

My brother got into the shower with me, naked as he was the night before, still hard as he was the night before. I stood aside so that he could get under the flow of water and he did so, getting good and soaked.

“Ah… that feels nice…”

“Yeah.”

He grinned a little. “I’m sore in a lots of places.”

I smiled back. “Me, too.”

“So we really DID do it last night, huh?”

“Yeah. What you thought we didn’t?”

Matt shrugged. “I wondered if I’d maybe dreamed it all.”

“You didn’t.”

“I know.”

Looking down at my brother’s hard penis, I got an idea. “Stand still for a second.”

“Ok.”

I dropped to my knees in front of Matt, gave his penis a couple strokes, then opened my mouth up and lowered it around the shaft. I’d given a couple blowjobs before in my life, and always felt somewhat ambivalent about them. The idea of sucking my own brother off really appealed, though, so I had no problem with doing it.

“Oooooh… whoof… that’s nice…” Matt said, putting his hands on the back of my head. “Oh, that feels real good…”

I pulled my face off his penis, still stroking it with one hand. “Better than sex?” I asked with a grin.

“Fuck, no.”

“Thought so.” I went back down on my brother.

After a minute or so, Matt said, “Hey, Hannah?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I fuck you now?” Matt grinned a little. “We can have another try at making a baby.”

I laughed. “Ok, sure.”

Standing up, I figured the best way to do it would be to turn away from him, lean up against a wall and bend over a little, which I did as Matt got behind me. I felt his penis poking against my ass.

“Where do I go in?”

I took my brother’s penis in my hand and lined him up. “Right here.”

“Ok.” Matt gave a little push and slowly slid his penis into my vagina. He moaned a little and began thrusting slowly. It was pretty neat, really, cause I could feel his hips pushing against my butt as he fucked me.

I moaned lowly as my brother fucked me. Oh, I LOVED having him inside me like this. I was addicted forever now, and I knew it. Even if I wanted to stop having sex with Matt there wouldn’t’ be any way that I could. I’d never experienced anything as wonderful as this!

We fucked for about five minutes there in the shower. It wasn’t very comfortable, but it felt pretty good. Good enough, certainly, that at the end of that time, my brother fired yet another blast of sperm into my vagina.

After he was done cumming in me, Matt stayed inside my vagina for a few moments, getting his breath back and cupping my breasts.

“Wow… this is all so cool,” he whispered into my ear.

“Yeah.”

“You think I’ve got you pregnant yet?”

“Uh, maybe,” I said, not sure what else to say. I still wasn’t exactly wild about the idea of carrying my little brother’s baby, but it was obviously turning him on.

“I hope so,” he replied, sawing his still slightly hard penis back and forth inside me for a few seconds before slipping out.

Making a mental note to myself to go and get onto the Pill, I finished cleaning up and soon my brother and I exited the shower, went to our respective bedrooms, got dressed and made ready for the day.

END PART ONE

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. What am I gonna put here? Latin quotes? Other strangeness? You just never know! Watch this space for new zaniness in 2006!

16

Hannah and Her Brothers Read More »

Friends with Benefits

October 19, 2008

Friends with Benefits
By
Alex Hawk

Summer vacation was in full swing, and Lysa and I were at my house alone, sitting in my bedroom. We’d just started watching a movie when she asked me the question.

“Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“What do you know about sex?”

I was caught off guard here. We were both barely thirteen. Her birthday had been last week and mine only three weeks ago. We had known each other for about six years now. Neither of us had any brothers or sisters, but we’d been best friends and basically “siblings” for a while. We’d never even remotely discussed sex before. I responded in the only sensible way possible. “Uh, what?”

“Sex,” she repeated. “What do you know about sex?”

“What kind of question is THAT?”

“It’s a pretty simple question.”

“Well, ok,” I said, gathering my thoughts. “What SPECIFICALLY do you mean in asking what I know about sex? I mean, I know how it’s done and stuff.”

“Yeah, well, everyone knows that.”

“Yeah… well, so… what are you wanting me to tell you?”

“Are you still a virgin?” Lysa asked.

“Yes, are you?” I retorted.

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Why do you think sex is such a big deal?”

I thought about that. “Well… I don’t know. I guess cause it feels good or something. I don’t know.”

“I’ve heard it feels good, too. When I masturbate I know that feels good, and sex is supposed to be kinda like that.”

I nodded for a moment and then paused. “Wait, what?”

“When I masturbate,” she repeated.

“Lysa,” I said after a moment. “You’re my friend, right, and I really love you. So you’ll understand when I say why the HELL are you talking about this stuff with me?”

She shrugged. “Who else am I going to talk with, Kris? You’re my best friend.”

“Well, yeah…”

After a moment of quiet she said, “So why do you think it’s such a big deal? I mean if it feels good, great, but what makes it so special that everyone goes all nuts about it?”

“Well… I don’t know. You can make babies through sex, of course. Maybe that’s part of it.”

“Yeah, but most times people don’t have a baby, they just have sex. It’s probably pretty good cause everyone always says it is, but it can’t be all that great. So why do people get so worked up?”

I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know, Lysa. I’m still a virgin. I don’t know anything about sex other than from books. Sorry.”

We turned our attention back to the movie and then after about ten minutes Lysa popped up with, “Kris? Do you ever masturbate?”
I sat up abruptly. “Jesus fucking Christ on a cum-covered crutch, Lysa! What the hell kind of question is THAT?”

“I’m just wondering!”

I sighed. “Why are you wondering?”

“I just am.” As I sat back down she said, “So do you?”

Letting out an annoyed sigh, I said, “Yes, Lysa, I masturbate. I jerk my dick about two or three times a day and cum all over myself when I do so. Is that what you wanted to know? Are you happy? Can we PLEASE change the subject?”

“Ok, ok! Jesus, what’s the problem?” Lysa sat back and looked annoyed. “They’re just questions, Kris. If I can’t talk with you about sex, then who can I talk to?”

I sighed, dimly aware that I was getting a major hard-on. “I’m sorry, it’s just that you’re dropping these questions on me outta nowhere, that’s all. I don’t mind talking about sex, really, it’s just that you caught me by surprise.”

“Ok.” She sat there staring at the TV. “Well, ok, how about this? We can ask each other anything we want to about sex and the other person has to answer honestly, ok? No lying. We can take turns. You can go first,” she added.

“How nice of you,” I said with only a trace of sarcasm.

“So!” she said, turning to me. “What do you want to ask me, since you get to go first?”

I thought about it and then shrugged. “Well, you know I masturbate. Do you?”

“Of course I do.”

“Ok.” I opened my mouth to ask another question but Lysa cut me off.

“No, no. I get to ask you one first and then you get to ask me another.”

“Alright, alright. What’s the question?”

“When you masturbate, how do you do it?”

I rolled my eyes and sighed a little. “I just put my hand around it and stroke it up and down.”

“Ok.”

“So when YOU masturbate,” I retorted, knowing it was my turn, “how do you do it?”

“Most times I rub around my clit and fuck myself with a finger or two.”

My penis twitched at the image. “Ok.”

“How much do you do it?”

“A couple times a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less. You?”

“At least once a day or so.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah.” Lysa seemed to be thinking about something and then said, “Ok, look. I’ll tell you what, Kris. If you let me watch you do it, I’ll let you watch me.”
I blinked, really taken aback. “What?”

“You heard me.”

My mind spun a little as I tried to sort this out. “Uh… why?”

Lysa shrugged a little. “I’ve always wanted to know what it looks like when a boy does it, and you’re my best friend, so why not? Besides, I’m sure you’ve always wanted to see how a girl does it.”

“Yeah,” I admitted.

“So?”

I hesitated. “I don’t know, Lysa…”

“Oh, come on, Kris! You’re not chicken, are you?”

I rolled my eyes. “No.”

“Well?”

I sighed and shrugged a little. “I’ve just never done it in front of anyone before.”

“Well, neither have I. So?”

I threw up my hands. “Alright, fine.” It hadn’t really taken all that much to convince me. I was as curious as she was.

“Cool!”

We sat there and looked at each other for a bit. Then I said, “So… how do you wanna start this?”

“Well… we should both take off our clothes.”

“Like all the way?”

“Yeah.”

I was really shy at the idea of being naked in front of any girl, even my best friend, but I finally decided that, yeah, that would be ok, cause I’d see her naked, too. So I said, “Ok. But you gotta get undressed first.”

“Alright,” Lysa said with a little shrug. She stood up and pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a small training bra, which she soon tossed onto the floor next to the shirt. Her breasts were still pretty small but were very nice to look at.

Then came the real payoff as she got out of her jeans and then threw her white panties onto the floor, giving me my first ever look at a real life vagina. I couldn’t see too much. Just a little slit with a small amount of hair and a little knob thingy. I guessed that must’ve been her clitoris. I’d heard that was about where they were supposed to be.

I let my eyes roam all over her thirteen-year-old body. She looked magnificent. I was lost in the sight and forgot I was supposed to get naked until Lysa said, “Well, Kris? You gonna get naked, too?”

“Oh, yeah. Right.” I stood up and reluctantly pulled off my shirt. Then I unzipped my pants and knew that if I hesitated I might chicken out. So very quickly I pulled them and my boxers down in one fluid motion and now stood there naked in front of my best friend.

Lysa looked my body over. I was about the same height as her and pretty thin. I had a nice build, I knew that much. My penis was very hard and about four, maybe four-and-a-half inches long, with just a small patch of blond hair over it.

“You look nice, Kris,” she said after a bit.

“You look nice, too.”

“Thanks.” She sat back down on my bed and I joined her. “So let’s start?”

“Ok.”

Moving very slowly and shyly we each reached our hands down to our genitals. Lysa began by spreading her legs, giving me a nice view of what lay between them. Then she started rubbing on both sides of her slit, and then alongside her clitoris. Then to my really amazed eyes, I saw her press a finger against one spot, and watched as it disappeared up into her vagina. Magnificent!

Knowing that I needed to cooperate here, I started stroking my penis in a smooth, steady motion, knowing that if I did it too fast I’d wind up cumming really soon as I looked at the live porn show in front of me.

“That looks cool,” she whispered, her eyes on my penis.

“Yeah,” I said, breathing a little hard as I looked at her finger sliding in and out of her vagina. “Yours looks… really cool, too…”

Lysa and I masturbated in silence for about two or three minutes and then I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back any longer. I had enough time to gasp out, “Oh, god, I’m cumming!” and then my penis jumped in my hand, my sperm fountaining out, shooting up into the air and splashing down onto my bed, my body and my hand.

Lysa’s eyes were wide as she looked at me coming down from my orgasmic high. “Oh, wow,” she said. “That was incredible!”

“Yeah,” I said with a weak smile. It was one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. I reached down under the bed and pulled out a small hand towel, cleaning myself off with it.

“Does that always happen?”

“Yeah, but not usually so much.”

“That’s sperm, right?”

“Yep.”

“Cool.” Her eyes were still fixed onto my somewhat hard penis.

“So what happens when girls cum?

“Well, nothing like THAT,” my friend said with a little grin. “All that happens is my vagina gets really tight and it feels really, really good.”

“Cool. But there’s nothing to see like there is with guys?”

“No.” Lysa’s hand started moving faster and faster.

“Oh.”

“I’m gonna… have one soon… though…” she whispered.

“Oh, cool!” My penis twitched a little as I sat back on my bed to watch.

Lysa’s face kind of glazed over as she started rubbing faster, sliding her fingers around both the outside and inside of her vagina. It was amazing, and I knew it was going to be something that would keep me warm at night. Then Lysa let out a little whimper, and her whole body shook. She got this incredibly happy look on her face as she climaxed. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.

As she came down, she let out a ragged breath. “THAT was good.”

I grinned. “Yeah, it looked like fun.”

“You got another towel?”

I shook my head. “Just this one.”

“Oh, well. Let me see it.”

I thought about telling her my cum was all over it, but it was obvious she knew that. I held it out to her. She took it and wiped her hand off, then looked down.
“So this is sperm, huh?” she said, trailing a finger through a small glob of white fluid.

“Yeah.”

“Sticky.”

“Yeah.”

“I wonder…” Lysa said thoughtfully. She took the glob that was on her finger and reached down, rubbing it against her clitoris and then sliding her finger up into her vagina. Her eyes went wide, and then closed halfway. “Ooooh… yeah, that feels nice…”

I was stunned by the fact that now some of my sperm was technically inside a girl’s vagina! I mean, I hadn’t been the one to put it there, but it was still pretty sweet. My penis hardened right back up to complete steel mode.

Lysa pulled her finger out and wiped it off. She sat up and grinned at me. “That was fun!”

“Yeah!” I said with a little smile.

She looked at my penis and giggled. “You’re all hard again.”

“I know,” I said with a shy little blush.

Lysa kept looking at my penis and then said, “Kris… can I touch it?”

I blinked and said, “Well, sure, if you want to.”

Lysa put her hand out and slowly ran her fingers along the shaft of my penis and then wrapped her hand around it. “It’s so warm!” she said, sounding a little surprised.

“Yeah,” I whispered, turned on beyond my wildest dreams.

“This is how you do it, right?” she asked as she began stroking me.

“Yeah…” I managed to say.

“Cool.” Lysa smiled a little. “You wanna touch me for a bit?”

“Sure!” I said with real enthusiasm.

Lysa let got of my penis and lay back on the bed a little, her legs spread wide. “Just do what I did.”

“Ok.” I reached my hand out and placed it against my friend’s vagina, feeling the same heat she must’ve felt when she touched my penis. Her vaginal area felt very wet, too. It was pretty cool. I ran my fingers alongside the hole she’d had her finger in, and fondled the area around her clitoris, pleased to hear her moan a little.

Swallowing hard, I pressed one of my fingers against the little hole and felt it easily slide into a place of total warmth, wetness and tightness. I was actually fingering a girl! Oh, god it was just so incredibly sweet! I moved it back and forth, imagining how wonderful it would be to have my penis inside there.

“Ooooh… oh, Kris, that feels sooooo good…” Lysa gasped, wiggling around on my bed.

“Glad you like it,” I said with a little smile.

She grinned up at me and said, “Take it out… ok?”

“Ok,” I said, reluctantly. I withdrew my finger from heaven.

“Do you think you could shoot your stuff again?” Lysa asked me as she started rubbing herself once more.

“Yeah!”

“Cool. Well… why don’t you? And this time when you do, shoot it right here,” she said, patting the space between her legs.

I blinked in surprise, even as I took my penis in my hand and began stroking it. “Uh… sure, ok! If that’s what you want!”

“Yeah… I wanna see what it’ll feel like.”

“Ok,” I replied, stroking faster.

“Just make sure you warn me before you shoot it.”

“Alright,” I said in barely above a whisper, my hand moving ever more quickly on my virgin thirteen-year-old penis as I stared at my friend’s vagina. It occurred to me that one of the fingers on the hand I was using had actually been inside her.

That thought was enough to get me over the edge much faster than I’d expected. I gasped out again, “I’m cumming!” and Lysa just barely had time to move her hand away as I fired off my first blast, landing it right between her breasts. I quickly adjusted, pointing my penis at her vagina and shot about four really good, hard blasts of sperm directly at the target. Not all of it landed where I was aiming, but most of it did. I leaned in close, my penis only about six inches away from Lysa’s genitals as my last few bursts dribbled out of me.

Gasping for breath, I fell back onto my butt, using my free hand to hold my body up. As I did that, Lysa moved her hand back down to her vagina and started rubbing my cum all over herself, including getting two of her fingers well coated with it and sliding them up inside herself. After about two minutes of this activity, her body went through the same shaking it had gone through before, and I knew she was cumming again, this time with a generous amount of my sperm inside her.

“Wow,” she said, more than a little out of breath. “That was sweet… here, give me your hand, Kris…” I held out my hand and Lysa guided it down, extending one of my fingers and inserting it into her vagina. “Doesn’t it feel different now?”

“Yeah…” I moved my finger around. It did feel a little different, I thought, though that might have just been my imagination.

Lysa pulled back and I took the hint, taking my finger out of her. She sat up and looked down at her body. “God, I’m a mess.” She looked at me. “You are, too. Wanna take a shower?”

“Together?” I asked

“Sure, why not?”

I shrugged. “Ok.”

Lysa and I both stood up and made our way into the bathroom connected to my bedroom and got the shower going. I was starting to get really comfortable being naked around her. I mean, we HAD known each other for almost half our lives. I’d never thought about doing anything sexual with her, but I was glad that we were doing it now.

Once the water was warm enough, I stepped inside, Lysa following me. I got myself wet and then moved aside so Lysa could wet herself down. As we switched places, our butts brushed together. My penis jumped slightly at the contact, but soon simmered down again as I started soaping myself up.

Lysa turned around so that she was facing me and smiled. She really looked beautiful. “This is fun, Kris,” she said. “I’m glad we’re doing this.”

“Yeah, me, too.”

“Here, let me wash you,” she said, holding her hand out for the soap.

I gave it to her and then watched as she started running the bar of soap all down my naked body. She lathered up my chest nicely, and worked on my arms, but really just wasted no time at all getting right down to my penis. She took it in her hand and started washing it as it hardened up.

“Wow, it gets like that a lot,” Lysa said with a giggle.

“Yeah.” I smiled at her. “Do I get to wash you, too?”

“Of course! Rinse off first!”

We switched places again, and I rinsed myself off as I felt Lysa’s hands start washing my back and butt. It was nice, but not nearly as nice as having her wash my front had been. When I was rinsed off, I turned, letting the water rinse my back and took the soap from Lysa’s hand.

“Ready?”

“Go to it!” she replied. “Only don’t get any soap in my vagina.”

“Ok.”

I started by lathering up Lysa’s breasts, since I hadn’t even so much as touched them before now. They were small, as I said before, but firm and really cool. I played around with them for a good long time before moving between her legs. Remembering what she’d said, I got some soap onto my hand and rubbed it all around the outside of her vagina, barely resisting the urge to stick a finger up inside of her. I could tell she was enjoying it, though.

Then she said, “Ok, Kris… I need to rinse off.”

“Oh. Alright.” I pulled the soap away and we switched places again. I watched as she turned away from me, rinsing the soap from her body. I gave my penis a couple tugs as I looked at her beautiful naked body. It was the most wonderful thing I’d ever seen.

Once she was rinsed off, Lysa said, “Ok, let’s get out.”

“Alright.”

She turned off the water and I followed her out of the shower. We dried ourselves off as she looked down at the countertop around the sink.

“Hey, Kris?”

“Yeah?” I asked, looking at her.

She was holding my hairbrush. “Wanna see something really cool?”

“Ok.”

Lysa ran the sink, getting the brush good and wet. Then she propped one of her legs up on the toilet and guided the hairbrush down. Before my started eyes, she slowly started working the handle up into her vagina and soon had it all the way inside herself.

“Holy fuck!” I said.

Lysa grinned. “Yeah. Here, you wanna move it around a little?”

“Sure!”

As I took the brush in my hand, Lysa said, “Just move it real carefully and slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

I slowly slid the brush back and forth, in and out of Lysa’s vagina. I was just blown away by how overwhelmingly cool it all was. I mean, I’d known all about the basics of sex, but actually seeing that, yes, it was possible for a girl to get something into her body like this was just amazing!

“Hey,” she said suddenly. “I wanna try something. Take it out, ok?”

“Ok.” I withdrew the hairbrush and stood back.

Lysa stood up and leaned over the counter. Looking back at me she said, “Can you get it back inside me?”

“I think so.”

“Ok. Try it.”

Looking between Lysa’s legs, I saw my target. I carefully placed the handle of the hairbrush against the entrance to her thirteen-year-old vagina and pushed it slowly up inside her. Once it was in, I began moving it back and forth, fucking her with it.

“Ooooh… yeah, that’s nice, Kris…”

“I’m glad you like it,” I said, continuing to fuck my friend with the hairbrush as I started masturbating with my free hand. It wasn’t the one I normally used, so at least I wasn’t likely to wind up cumming all over the place.

Of course what I REALLY wanted to do at this point was to pull the hairbrush out of Lysa’s vagina and slide my penis into there. I started wonder if she’d even be able to tell the difference. It would really easy, I thought, to just pull out the brush and stick myself in. It was very, very tempting. If she protested, I could just pull out. I tensed my arm, getting ready to pull the brush out.

But before I had the chance to do so, Lysa said, “Ok… take it out, Kris… my legs are getting a little tired…”

Reluctantly I pulled the brush out, annoyed that I was being denied even a vague form of intercourse with her, much less the chance to go any further. I handed the brush back to Lysa and said, “Now what?”

She set the brush back on the counter and said, “Let’s get back on your bed.”

“Alright.”

We went back into my bedroom and sat down on my bed. Once we were cozy, Lysa said, “You know about oral sex, right?”

“Yeah, kinda.”

“Well… now that we’re all clean, you wanna try it? Like if I do it on you, will you do it on me?”

“Yeah, sure!” I didn’t need to be asked twice. “You want me to go first?” I didn’t really want to do it to her, but I figured if she went first, I’d wind up cumming and then wouldn’t have the energy to do it to her at all. At least I knew everything was clean.

“Ok, if you want.”

“Sure!”

“Ok.” She laid back on the bed as I got my face down between her legs.

I first looked over everything. I had no idea what I was supposed to do down here, but I figured that the best idea would be to just do with my tongue what I’d done before with my fingers. That in mind, I stuck my tongue out and ran it along the outside of her vagina and up onto her clitoris. This seemed to really turn her on, so I kept doing it. It didn’t really taste all that bad, actually. It didn’t taste of anything except a hint of soap.

Since this seemed to be getting her off, I decided to step it up a little. I put my tongue against her hole and slowly worked it up inside her vagina, flicking it all around and back and forth and in and out. From the way Lysa started squirming, this must’ve had a nice effect for her.

Then I figured I’d try something different. I worked one of my fingers up into her vagina and used my tongue to lick all over her clitoris and the outer reaches. When I got a second finger up into Lysa, she really went nuts, moaning and wiggling all over.

Suddenly she let out a really loud moan, and I felt her vaginal walls contracting sharply and repeatedly around my finger. I was making her cum, I realized. It was my very best friend, and I was giving her an orgasm! What a wonderful experience!

As Lysa’s moans subsided into vague whimpers, I sat up, wiping my face with my hand and pulling a pubic hair from my teeth. I looked down at Lysa and smiled.

“How was that?”

“Amazing!” she managed to say after a bit.

I laid down on the bed next to Lysa as she recovered, looking over her wonderful body. I was so happy to be here with her like this!

Lysa got up onto her knees next to me. “So, you ready for me to do it to you now?”

“Oh, yeah!” I said.

“Just make sure you warn me before you shoot, ok? I don’t want a mouthful of that stuff,” she warned.

“No problem, Lysa.”

“Ok.”

Taking my penis in her hand, Lysa gave it a couple slow, gentle strokes. Then she leaned down and gave it a tentative lick. She didn’t seem to mind that, so she licked the tip a couple more times. Then Lysa ran her tongue along the shaft and then finally opened her mouth wide and lowered it down around my erection, taking me almost all the way into her mouth.

I let out a sigh of pure pleasure as I started getting my first ever blowjob. Oh, it was sweet as hell, especially when, apparently remembering what I’d done to her, Lysa started using her hand, stroking my penis as she licked and sucked.

I gritted my teeth at this point, trying very hard to stave off the orgasm. I knew it wasn’t going to work, though, and whispered, “I’m gonna cum soon…”
Lysa nodded and pulled her face off, continuing to stroke me. I grunted and moaned a little as my penis began kicking in her hand, sperm shooting out of me and all over the place. It beat out the previous two orgasms of the day to take its place as number one on the list of best ever.

When I was done cumming, Lysa looked at her sperm covered hand. This time she didn’t use it on her vagina. Instead she stuck one of her fingers into her mouth and looked thoughtful for a moment. Then she pulled it out and shook her head, saying, “Kinda salty.”

“Yeah.” I had nothing better to say.

Lysa grabbed the towel and wiped her hand before handing it down to me. I cleaned up and then tossed it onto the floor as my friend laid down next to me on the bed.

“That was really cool, Kris.”

“Yeah, it was,” I agreed.

Lysa snuggled up next to me. I put an arm around her, and we laid there together, our eyes fixed on the movie still playing on the TV.

During a slow part in the film, Lysa reached down and started playing around with my penis, which of course hardened up instantly. She smiled at me. I smiled back. Lysa tried to look over my body and said, “What time is it?”

I turned my head and looked at the clock radio next to my bed. “3:45.”

“What time does your mom get off work?”

“Four. She usually gets home around 4:15.”

“Cool.”

“Why?”

“Just wondering.” Lysa kept playing with my penis and then said, “Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna… you wanna try going all the way? Like actually Do It?”

My mouth went suddenly dry. “Like you mean… have real sex?”

“Yeah.”

FUCK YEAH! I wanted to shout. Instead I shrugged a little and said, “Well, yeah. I mean, if you want to.”

“I do, yeah. If you want to.”

“Of course I do!” I responded, thrilled beyond words at the thought that I might get to lose my virginity today.

Lysa giggled. “Cool.”

We sat there in silence for about a minute and then I said, “So… how do we do it?”

“Well… I guess I lay on my back and you get on top and put it in.”

“Ok.” I got shakily up onto my knees. “Well… lay down, then.”

Lysa laid back and spread her legs wide. I knelt down between her legs, nervous as hell. Taking my penis in my hand I touched it against the entrance to her vagina.

“Right here, right?”

“Yeah,” she whispered, closing her eyes.

Swallowing hard and trying to calm myself, I took a deep breath and pushed forward. At first nothing happened, and I started to wonder if I was doing something wrong. Then I felt the tip slide in just a little. I pulled back a tiny bit and pushed forward again, feeling all the tip go inside Lysa.

Now I had the idea of how this should work. I pulled back again and pushed forward, now feeling all the tip and a little of the shaft of my thirteen-year-old virgin penis entering my best friend’s very tight thirteen-year-old virgin vagina. I kept working it back and froth and slowly worked myself in deeper and deeper until my pubic hair merged with Lysa’s. I was officially inside my first girl!

I swallowed hard again, trying not to cum as I lowered myself down, sparks flying through my body as my penis settled itself down inside this amazingly warm, wet and tight paradise between Lysa’s legs. Less than a month past my thirteenth birthday, and I’d just lost my virginity to a girl barely thirteen herself! Oh, god it was great!

“Oh, Kris,” Lysa whispered, looking up into my eyes as I settled down on her. Her hands drifted back to cup my ass. “Oh, I never knew it would feel this good…”

“Yeah,” I whispered back, feeling her small breasts against my bare chest. “Oh, wow… it’s really nice…”

“Yeah…”

“Do you want me… to start moving…?” I asked, a little out of breath. This seemed to be happening a lot today.

“Yeah… just go slow at first, ok?”

“Ok.”

Looking down into Lysa’s eyes, I started moving slowly on top of her, trying to fuck her while keeping my penis from withdrawing. The more I fucked, the more confident I felt and I started moving a little faster, savoring the great sensations from my groin.

“Kris…” Lysa whispered under me as she squeezed my butt. “Oh, god, Kris… fuck me… oh, that feels good… oooooh…”

I started to tune out what she was saying as the pleasure increased. I was very happy I’d already cum three times today. If I hadn’t, I would have shot off the second I got inside her. As it was, I knew I could fuck her for at least a little while before I came.

Soon, though, I was fucking Lysa as fast as I could, the sensations of delight coursing through my body and overwhelming all else. I became a creature of total instinct, concentrating just on the orgasm and nothing else.

Lysa apparently was having much the same reaction. She grabbed hard at my ass and made the little noises she’d made before as she climaxed. This time, though, it was very different, because now instead of her vagina clutching at my finger, it was my penis that was being pleasured.

That was enough for me. Gritting my teeth once more, I screwed my eyes shut and pushed as deep into Lysa’s vagina as I could go, feeling my penis buck as it released its fluids. I stayed like that, completely motionless, until the last of my sperm had fired off into Lysa’s body and then I collapsed on top of her, my mind screaming “I JUST GOT LAID!”

When we finally got our breath back, we looked into each other’s eyes. Lysa was the first to speak, saying, “That was great…”

“Yeah, it was… better than I thought it would be…”

I heard my watch beep and looked down at it. It was 4:00. My mom would be home pretty soon.

Lysa looked at me. “I should probably get home,” she said.

“Yeah.” My slowly softening penis was still inside her. I couldn’t bear the idea of taking it out.

Lysa kept looking up into my eyes. Before I knew it, our mouths were meeting. We started kissing with our mouths closed, but then opened them, our tongues slowly probing around against each other’s teeth. It was an interesting experience. I’d kissed a girl before, but not like this. Certainly not a girl with my penis inside her.

As we broke the kiss I looked at my watch. 4:06. There was time. My penis had gotten hard from the kissing and I started moving it back and forth once more.

“Kris…? What are you doing?” Lysa whispered.

“I think I can come before my mom gets home,” I said, picking up the pace.

“You can?”

“Yeah…”

Lysa considered this and said, “Ok. Can I be on top, though?”

I blinked. “Sure!”

“Cool. Lay down.”

I pulled out of Lysa and laid down on the bed. She straddled me at the waist, taking my penis in her hand and holding it up. Slowly she lowered her vagina down around me until I was all the way inside, and then started slowly moving up and down.

I put my hands on Lysa’s thighs and looked over her naked body bobbing up and down on my own. Oh, it was an amazing sight! Getting an idea, I reached up with one hand to cup one of her breasts as I moved the other hand down to rub her clitoris while she rode me.

As Lysa kept moving, I let my eyes fall over onto my clock. It was 4:11. I had to cum soon. I began pushing up with my hips, trying to fuck Lysa in time with her movements on top of me. It wasn’t easy, but I soon got the rhythm down.

It was 4:14 when my penis began jumping around for the fifth time that day, the second load of my sperm going into my first vagina. Lysa didn’t wind up cumming, but as much as I wanted for her to, there wasn’t time for me to do anything about it. She pulled off me and we quickly got dressed, getting down to the front door at 4:19.

Lysa gave me a kiss as she opened the door.

“I really liked having sex with you, Kris,” she said.

“Yeah, well, I really liked it to, believe me,” I said with a pleased grin.

Lysa smiled back. “You wanna come over tomorrow morning? My parents are both gone by 8:30. Come over at 9:00 and we can do it some more, ok?”

“Ok.” She didn’t need to make THAT offer twice! I gave her one last kiss and she was gone.

It turned out that we had worried needlessly, and actually had ended up with enough time that we could have fucked again. My mom had a lot of errands to run, and wasn’t home until a little after six. She ordered up some pizza for dinner when she got home. The entire time we were eating I was convinced she could tell that I’d gotten laid, but she didn’t say anything.

When I went to bed that night I made sure to beat off to the thoughts of everything that had happened to me today. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow!
I woke up at 8:00 the next morning, clicking off my alarm just as soon as it started ringing. I yawned, stretched, gave my hard penis a couple strokes and got out of bed. Buck naked, I paused and looked at myself in the mirror. Nothing about me looked different. That didn’t seem right, somehow. It seemed like once you had lost your virginity you should change somehow. Oh, well.

I took a quick shower, got some breakfast and steadfastly refrained from jerking off. It took real effort, but I wanted to save all my boy-juice for Lysa. Once everything was taken care off, I hopped onto my bike and rode the short distance to Lysa’s house.

When I got there, I parked my bike and knocked on the front door. Lysa opened it with a smile.

“Hey, Kris.” She gave me a little kiss as I walked in.

“Hey,” I said, kissing her back.

“Come on,” Lysa said, taking me by the hand. She led me up to her bedroom. Once we were inside she shut the door and started undressing. “Take off your clothes,” she said.

I did so. Once we were both naked we started kissing and moved over to her bed, where we laid down side-by-
side, continuing to kiss.

“I thought about you all night,” she said to me.

“I kept thinking about you, too. I kept worrying that my mom could tell I’d had sex or something.” It sounded stupid when I said it.

Lysa giggled. “I kept thinking my parents could tell, too.”

I giggled back and moved one of my hands between her legs, massaging her vaginal area gently. As I did this, Lysa took hold of my penis, giving it a few gentle strokes.

“So how do you wanna do it this time?” I asked. “You wanna have me on top or you on top?”

“Why don’t you get on top?” Lysa suggested.

“Ok.”

As Lysa rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, I got between them. Lining up my penis I pushed forward, easily entering her this time, feeling the joy of her magnificent teenage vagina clutching at my young erection as I started fucking her once more.

Our lovemaking this time was slow and unhurried. I thrust into her very slowly and gently, savoring the bliss of sex. We kissed as we fucked. I even spent some time sucking on her nipples while we did it.

While we fucked, my eyes drifted over to the mirror that covered her closet doors. I saw my naked body stretched out on top of hers. It was really cool to see! As I looked, an idea crossed my mind. I pulled slowly out of Lysa and looked down at her.

“Roll over onto your side, ok?”

“Ok.” She did so.

I got behind Lysa and lifted her leg up, draping it over my legs. Looking into the mirror, I took my penis in my hand and pushed it slowly back into her vagina, watching as it disappeared up into her. Now THAT was cool, I thought as I started fucking Lysa once more.

The combination of sight and sensation was more than enough to make me cum, which I did after only a couple minutes. Right after I came, Lysa started moaning and climaxed herself, her vagina once again clenching around my penis.

Lysa and I spent all the rest of that day having sex. We fucked doggie-style, me on top, her on top, side-by-side and standing (which didn’t work well). We had sex in her bedroom, in the bathroom, in the living room and, when she was feeling really naughty, on her parent’s bed. Each time we fucked, I shot my sperm into her and almost every time she had an orgasm.

All the rest of the summer was consumed with our fucking. We did it every day we could, which was just about every day. I think we missed about six days out of three months. It was the happiest time of my life!

Naturally it couldn’t last. Lysa and I had given zero thought to birth control and with all the sperm I was blasting into her, it was only to be expected that she would get pregnant. We spent a lot of time talking about how we were going to deal with it. She eventually decided to go through with it and have the baby. Our parents were less than pleased to find out about all this, but they took it pretty well overall.

So it was that just before we both turned fourteen, Lysa went into the hospital and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. He had Lysa’s eyes. He was very cute. So that we could both take care of him, it was decided that during the week we would live at my house and during the weekend we would live at her house. It worked out pretty well.

Lysa and I continued our sexplay whenever we could. Having a baby was no real deterrent, except that we now used condoms. At one point, though, right after we both turned fifteen, we found ourselves both at home, both horny, and without condoms. We fucked like minks in heat anyhow, and not long after that, Lysa missed her period.

It’s kind of weird to know now that I’m only fifteen and I’m about to be a father for the second time. It’s not a bad thing, really. Just a weird thing. Still, I have a girl I love and she loves me and on the whole, things could be a lot worse.

END

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Ah, the joys of young teenage sex. Reminds me of my old glory days. At some point, I’ll have to sit back and write up the tale of how I lost my virginity to my sister, and how I got at least one, and maybe two, girls pregnant when I was thirteen. What an exciting life I used to lead! What the HELL has happened to me since?!

I’m also debating the idea of taking requests for stories, but I’m not sure about it yet. If you have any good ideas you’d like to see turned into tales, especially if they’re true stories, then send them in!

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Four Kids, One Bed

October 21, 2008

Four Kids, One Bed
By
Alex Hawk

Randy’s thirteen-year-old penis worked itself down into my thirteen-year-old vagina, eliciting a moan of pure bliss from me. I loved having him inside me. He was so cute, so nice and soooo good to get fucked by! Such a perfect boyfriend.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight as he started to thrust. Each time he pushed into me, I felt the shaft of his penis brushing against my clitoris, bringing me more pleasure than I knew what to do with!

Looking up at Randy’s face, I saw an expression of happiness. He was so cute when he fucked. His shaggy blond hair kept drooping into his blue eyes, and he had a fantastic body that I just loved to drool over while he was fucking me. God, he was hot!

After about five minutes of steady screwing, Randy moaned, “Oh, fuck, Cat…” which he always said when he was cumming. Moments later I felt his penis twitch deep inside my vagina as his sperm splashed into my body. I was so happy I’d gone on the Pill. It was much better to have him shoot into me than into a condom.

Randy stayed inside me as he got his breath back. Then he slowly pulled away, his penis slipping out of me. Laying down next to me on his queen sized bed he gave me a little kiss on the cheek.

“Have I told you today how much I love you, Cat?”

“Yeah, but you can tell me again,” I said, poking him in the ribs.

Randy giggled. “Ok. I love you a WHOLE LOT.”

I rolled my eyes. “So romantic.”

From downstairs came the sound of someone knocking on the front door. Randy leaned over me and looked out his bedroom window. “Oh,” he said.

“Who is it?”

“Paul and Kim. I’ll go let them in.”

“Ok.”

Randy threw on a pair of board shorts and went downstairs to let our friends inside. I went to the bathroom and really quickly cleaned myself up before slipping back into my own shorts and t-shirt. By the time that I was done, Paul and Kim were in the bedroom with Randy.

“Hey, guys,” I said to them. Paul and Kim were boyfriend and girlfriend, just like me and Randy, and they were also thirteen. But their parents didn’t want them to be fucking. Randy’s dad was cool with us doing it, and so was my mom, so Paul and Kim came to Randy’s house when they wanted to screw.

Paul was pretty hot. If I wasn’t fucking Randy, I’d probably be fucking him. He was a little taller than Randy, who was 5′6 or so, but he had much less pubic hair and his penis was about an inch or so shorter than Randy’s. Still, he looked good naked, and sometimes I wondered what he was like in bed. I’d never really compared notes with Kim. I should someday, I thought.

“Hey, Cat,” Kim said, waving at me.

“So what you guys up to?” Paul asked.

“Not much,” Randy said with a shrug. “Just fuckin’.”

“Cool.” He grinned at Kim. “Sounds like a good idea to me.”

She snorted a little. “I bet.”

I walked over and stood behind Randy. Despite having been fucked only a few minutes before, I was still horny, at least in part because I hadn’t cum yet. I ran my hand down his bare chest and pinched one of his nipples.

“Sounds like a good idea to me, too,” I said to Randy as he yelped a little.

“Hey…” He squirmed a little. “Don’t do that.”

Paul stood up and said, “You guys care if me and Kim get started?”

“Naw, go for it, dude,” Randy said.

“Cool.”

Paul and Kim both began to strip. Just like how Paul’s body was less developed than Randy’s, so Kim was less developed than mine. She only had very small breasts and didn’t have more than a few strands of pubic hair. Paul didn’t seem to have any complaints about her.

Once they were naked the got onto Randy’s bed and started making out with each other. Soon Paul had a finger up inside Kim’s vagina and was working her like mad. I could see the look of pleasure on her face.

“Give you any ideas?” I said, licking Randy’s ear.

“Maybe,” he replied casually.

I could see his penis tenting up his shorts. Reaching down I took hold of it through the fabric and began to massage it gently. Randy squirmed.

I moved around to the front and reached inside Randy’s shorts to pull out his penis. When it was out, I got down on my knees in front of him, give him a couple quick kisses on the tip and then lowered my mouth around his shaft.

“Oh, yeah…” Randy muttered. I didn’t blow him too often, so it was special when I did.

Paul and Kim kept making out on Randy’s bed. After a bit, Paul said, “Hey, Randy? Can you pass me a condom?”

“Sure, dude. In fact, move over.” I moved aside as Randy got up and went to his dresser. Knowing what else he wanted, I got out of my clothes and got onto the bed next to Kim.

Randy dropped his shorts as he walked back to the bed, his penis bobbing as he walked towards us, condom in hand. He passed the condom to Paul and then got down between my legs, laying on top of me and kissing me.

Paul took the condom from Randy and opened up the little foil square. He took out the latex sleeve and unrolled it down the length of his hard penis. Once he was completely covered, he got between Kim’s legs. I saw him adjust himself a little and then push forward and down, sliding into Kim’s vagina.

Kim let out a little moan as her boyfriend penetrated her. I felt sorry for them both that he had to use a condom. Kim hadn’t been able to get onto the Pill like I had. It was soooo much better without a condom than with.

Randy apparently couldn’t hold back anymore. I felt his hand reaching down between our legs and then the glorious sensation of his penis slipping into my vagina. I let out a moan of my own as Randy entered me. I so loved having my boy inside me like this!

“Damn, you’re lucky, dude,” Paul said, looking down to where Randy’s penis went into me.

“Oh?” Randy asked, not breaking stride.

“Yeah… you get to do it bareback… I never have.”

I thought it was funny that he was thinking the same thing I had been.

Kim slapped him on his butt. “If you rather, you can just not do it at all.”

“No, no!” Paul said quickly. He closed his eyes and continued fucking Kim.

Randy looked down at Kim and Paul. Then he said, “You know… if the girls want… we could switch.”

Paul stopped thrusting and looked at Randy. “Really?”

“Yeah.” He smiled down at me. “What you think, Cat? You wanna try it with Paul?”

I looked at Paul’s lean, naked body. I’d never had any boy inside me except Randy. Some variety would be nice. I didn’t really LIKE the idea of him fucking Kim, but I could tolerate it. What the hell, it might be fun! So I said, “Sure, if Kim doesn’t mind.”

“Kim?” Randy asked.

“Sure, I guess. But you have to use a condom.”

“I will.” Randy slid back, his penis popping up as it withdrew from my vagina. It was all wet and shinny from being inside me. He got off the bed, walked over to his dresser and pulled out another condom, unwrapping it and rolling it onto himself before he rejoined us. Paul meantime had pulled out of Kim and was removing his condom. Once it was off, he settled down between my legs as Randy got on top of Kim.

Paul looked down at me and said, “You mind if I just stick it in?”

“Go ahead.” I spread my legs a little more.

Paul got onto me and reached down between us. He poked around a little and then I felt him start entering me. Soon his penis was all the way inside me. It felt very different from having Randy inside me. Not bad, just different. The look on Paul’s face as he had his first bareback fuck was pretty cool, too.

Looking over at Randy I saw that he’d started to fuck Kim. She didn’t seem to have any complaints about having him in there. It was cool seeing my boyfriend’s body as he fucked, even if it was kind of weird seeing him do it with someone else. Still, the way he looked… wow… he could’ve been a porn star with a body like that!

I let out a little moan as Paul’s thrusting penis hit a particularly nice spot. He wasn’t nearly as good in bed as Randy, but he was still nice enough. I reached up and put my hands around his body as he screwed me.

Only a few moments later Paul began shaking and moaning. Then he closed his eyes, grunted, held himself deep inside me and started to cum. It was pretty cool knowing that his sperm was now mingled with Randy’s inside my body.

That thought combined with the view I had of Randy’s body as he started to cum was enough to push me over the edge. My vagina began contracting sharply around Paul’s still hard penis as I held him tightly, riding the crest of the orgasm.

Not more than an hour later we were all fucking again, this time with our own boyfriends. Both Randy and I liked having the chance to experiment and it’s probably something we’d do again, but we wouldn’t make a habit of it. Why should we? We love each other.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. I want to thank all the little people who made this possible. But I won’t.

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Flour Child

October 20, 2008

Flour Child
by
Alex Hawk

You know those stupid assignments you sometimes got in school where you had to care for an egg like it was a real child and you failed the class if you broke it and “killed” your baby? Yeah, those things. Well, at my school we didn’t have any truck with that nonsense! Nope, with us it was five-pound bags of flour or nothing!

Currently I was sitting in my eighth-grade health class staring at the bags of flour sitting on the teacher’s desk. I, like everyone else in the class, was going to get one of those and a person of the opposite gender to work with on raising it. I wasn’t really looking forward to it. No one was. It was a stupid assignment. I’d taken care of enough kids helping my mom babysit to know that bags of flour, unlike babies, don’t need diapers, feedings at 3am or any other nonsense.

My enthusiasm, however, perked up quite a bit when the teacher announced that I was going to be assigned to work on the project with Ross Benson. He was one of the hottest, cutest boys in all the school. All the girls wanted him. My friends and I talked about him every time we had a slumber party. And I was going to be working close with him for the entire project! My vagina got damp at the very thought!

“Hey,” he said, sitting down and shaking hands with me.

“Hey,” I said, a little out of breath. “I’m Mary.”

“I know.” He smiled.

“Yeah. Ok.”

The teacher finished assigning students to each other and then began passing out the bags of flour. Ross and I looked at ours as it was set down on my desk.

“So what do we name him?” I asked.

Ross shrugged. “Elroy.”

“Elroy?”

“Sure.”

“Why?”

Ross shrugged again. “He looks kind of like an Elroy, you know?”

I looked at the flour bag then pulled out a marker and drew a cartoon face on it. “Now he does!”

“Yeah!” Ross laughed. “He’s got your eyes!”

“But your nose.”

“True.” I was happy he seemed so nice! “We got a cute baby!”

“Yeah.”

We sat and listened during the rest of the class. Afterwords Ross said that he’d take Elroy for the first night, which was fine by me. He even smiled at me as he walked away with our “baby”! I knew where my mastubatory dreams would be going tonight!

* * *

When I got into class the next day, I saw Ross sitting at the desk next to mine. I smiled at him and sat down.

“Take a look at little Elroy,” he said, reaching into his backpack. He pulled out the flour sack. We weren’t supposed to put our babies into our backpacks, but I was too fascinated by what Ross had done to Elroy to really care. In addition to the cartoon face, Elroy now sported a baseball cap with some paper hair under it, and a pair of hands and feet, both made of paper.

“Ha! I love him!” I said, picking up our baby and hugging him. “He’s so cute!”

“Well, he takes after his mother, probably,” Ross said, laughing.

I felt myself blush. Did he just say I was cute? I couldn’t really think of anything to say, so I said nothing and we just sat there together for the rest of the class, Elroy perched on our desk, listening to one of the “couples” talking about how they’d accidentally dropped their baby yesterday, only an hour after they’d gotten him.

When class was over, we decided that I’d take Elroy for the night. Hauling him around all day wasn’t a lot of fun, but I contented myself with the thought that at least I’d be making Ross happy by lugging Elroy around so he didn’t have to.

As I was heading to the buses later that day, getting ready to head on home, Ross came up to me.

“Hey, Mary!” he said, brushing a little of his blond hair out of his eyes. “Hey, you wanna maybe come over to my place for a bit and, you know, study and work on Elroy and stuff?”

I was taken aback by the invitation, but I didn’t let that slow me down. “Sure! You mean right now?”

“Yeah, if you want.”

“Ok!” I pulled out my cellphone and called my mom real quick, letting her know I was going to be at a friend’s house studying as I walked with Ross towards his bus. I couldn’t help but let my eyes drift down onto his ass, nicely squeezed into a pair of jeans. Wow, he was so cute!

We got onto the bus and sat next to each other. I took out Elroy and set him on my lap. Ross laughed and tickled Elroy a little. I moved him like he was giggling, then pretended he was throwing up. We both laughed.

The ride to Ross’ house took about ten minutes. As we got off the bus, he took Elroy, bouncing him like a real baby as we stepped out. I looked his house over as we walked up. It was pretty nice. A little smaller than the one our family lived in.

“You want something to drink?” Ross asked as we walked in.

“Sure, some water would be good.”

“Ok.”

Ross disappeared as I looked around the living room. It was nice enough, I guessed. I was a little too distracted, really, thinking about the fact that I was alone with Ross!

He came back in and handed me a glass. “Here you go.”

“Thanks.” I sipped it. “You guys have a nice place.”

“Thanks. Come on, let’s go up to my room.”

“Ok.” My heart fluttered as I walked with him upstairs to his bedroom.

Once we go there, Ross showed me some of his various favorite things. His books, his TV, his computer and a small crib he’d made for Elroy.

“Oh, that’s so cute!” I cooed, taking Elroy and putting him into the crib. I pulled his hat over his face. “There, now he can get some sleep while we study.”

Ross laughed. “You got a good sense of humor. I’m happy we got assigned to work together.”

“Me, too,” I said and a silence descended.

“So, uh, anyhow, why don’t we get to work,” Ross said.

“Ok.”

The two of us sat down on his bed and started going over some of the classes we took together. Math was my strong point, it turned out, and history was his, so we were both able to help each other on the stuff we had problems with.

After about an hour of studying, Ross sat up suddenly and stretched.

“Ok, my brain is tired.”

I laughed. “Mine, too.”

Ross looked at Elroy. “He’s sleeping pretty quiet.”

“Yeah. We have a good kid.”

Ross laughed. “You know, it’s kind of strange that I have a ‘baby’ to take care of but I’m still…” He trailed off and blushed bright, bright red.

“Still… what?” I asked, honestly unsure.

“Uh…” Ross swallowed. “Still… a virgin,” he muttered.

“Oh!” I blushed myself. That was a bit of a surprise! I became aware that the atmosphere had gotten a little tense following his statement, and needed to be broken, I forced myself to make a joke. Keeping my face as serious and deadpan as possible, I said, “Well… I’m a virgin, too… and since my name is Mary… that means Elroy should be named Jesus.”

Ross looked at me with a stunned expression on his face. Then he started laughing.”Oh, god!” he gasped after a bit. “I can’t believe you said that!”

I laughed too. “Yeah, well…”

“Are you really…” Ross started to ask, then trailed off again.

“Am I really still a virgin?” I managed to say.

“Yeah.”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“You sound surprised.”

He shrugged. “I am, kind of. I always thought that a girl as pretty as you would’ve, you know… already found someone.”

“Oh.” I blushed again. “Well… I kind of thought the same thing about you.”

“You think I’m cute?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.” Ross smiled. “Well, thanks. You’re real cute, too.”

“Thanks.”

We sat there in silence for a moment, just looking at each other. Then Ross licked his lips and said, “Uh… Mary? Do you wanna kiss?”

“Sure!”

“Ok.” Ross scooted forward and leaned towards me.

Swallowing a little I leaned towards him and felt my lips brush against his. I’d kissed boys before, including my twelve-year-old brother, Caulin, in a Truth or Dare game, but that was all that I’d done. Kissing Ross was much better than any of the other boys I’d kissed.

After a few moments we broke the kiss and Ross smiled. “That was cool.”

“Yeah.” I closed my eyes and leaned forward again, kissing him once more. I lost track quickly as to how long he and I kissed that time. All I was aware of was how very, very wet my vagina had become.

At some point after we began kissing, Ross pulled away and looked at the clock near his bed. “Oh. My mom’s going be home soon. You should probably get going.”

“Oh, ok.”

I stood up and straightened myself out. We spent a few minutes getting everything together. Then I picked up Elroy and let Ross lead me downstairs, kissing him at the front door and then walking to the nearest bus stop, my heart singing joyfully.

* * *

Over the next few days Ross and I saw a lot of each other, both at school and then afterwards at his place where we’d study for a bit and then spend a lot of time making out. It didn’t go any further than kissing, though I really wanted it to. The one thing that held me back was my hymen.

I knew I had one. I’d sat in front of a mirror back a few months ago when I’d first heard about it and had looked for it. I hadn’t seen anything, and my probing fingers didn’t find it, but that probably just meant it was farther back than I’d expected.

I knew there was no way I’d be able to probe all the way inside and make myself break it. This meant that if I went all the way and had sex with Ross, which I really wanted to, he’d end up breaking it with his penis, and I knew from what I’d read that it could get really messy when that happened.

So I knew I’d have to find a way to get it broken by someone else. I thought about asking a couple of my girlfriends, but I knew if I did that, they’d want to know why, and if I told them about Ross it’d be all over the school in about five seconds.

Then an idea occurred to me on Friday night. It was while I was eating dinner and watching TV and it hit me as my brother, Caulin, walked through the living room and into the kitchen. Hmmm… I could have him break it, I supposed. Not with his penis, of course. But with his finger, maybe. He was still in sixth grade, due to a quirk of his birthday, and so he’d not be able to blab to anyone at my school about my plans for Ross. There was a chance he’d blab about breaking my hymen, but I didn’t think that likely.

This lead to a number of really obvious questions, like how would I get him to do this and exactly what I’d have him do. I sat there for several minutes, trying to figure out a good idea, when finally, like a sunrise on a new day, it came to me.

I sat back and smiled at Caulin as he walked back into the room, carrying a sandwich.

“Hey, bro.”

“Hey.” He sat down and started eating. “Anything good on?” he asked around a mouthful of food.

“Not really.”

“Bummer.”

“So…” I began, taking a deep breath. “How about, since there’s nothing on TV, you do me a favor?”

Caulin shrugged. “Sure, what favor?”

“Well… how would you like to break my cherry?” Yes, that was really the extent of my master plan to get my brother to do my dirty work.

Caulin began coughing and sputtering. He took a drink from my Coke and then swallowed hard, laying back on the couch and staring at me.

“What did you just ask?” he gasped out.

“Would you mind breaking my cherry? I’m planning to have sex with Ross, you see, and I don’t want to chance any problems.”

Caulin kept staring at me. “You’ve gone nuts, haven’t you. It’s all that reading you do. I knew it would happen eventually.”

“I haven’t gone nuts, Caulin. I’m serious.”

“You want me to break your cherry.”

“Yes.”

“Let me make sure we’re talking about the same thing here. You want me to break that little bit of skin inside your vagina?”

“Yes.”

He stared some more. “You have gone nuts.”

I rolled my eyes. “No, I haven’t. Look, like I said, I plan to have sex with Ross. I don’t want any pain or mess when I do it with him. And you’re the only person I trust enough to ask this.”

“I am?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“So?” I prompted after a moment.

“Uh… well, I guess I can do it… if you really want me to.”

“I do.”

“Ok. So… how do you want to do this, then?”

“Well, let me get a little undressed, first.” I stood up and unfastened my jeans, then pulled both them and my panties down. I kicked both aside and laid back on the couch, spreading my legs a little. I felt a little awkward being exposed like this, but if it meant that I’d et to be fucked by Ross later, it was worth it.

“Alright,” I said to my brother. “Come over here.”

“Ok.” Caulin stood up and started unbuttoning his pants.

“Uh… what are you doing?”

Caulin froze. “I thought you wanted me to…”

I rolled my eyes. “With your FINGER, Caulin.”

“Oh.” He blushed. “I’m sorry, Mary.”

I laughed a little. “It’s ok. I can understand the mistake.”

Caulin moved close and sat between my legs, staring at my vagina. “So… what do you need me to do, then?”

“Give me your hand.”

“Ok.”

I took Caulin’s hand and extended his index finger. I placed it against the entrance to my vagina, sucking in my breath just a little at the sensation of contact. “Ok,” I said, swallowing a little. “Now push it in me very, very slowly. If you feel any resistance, stop.”

“Ok.”

My brother licked his lips and began pushing his finger forward. I let out a little sigh of pleasure as it began to enter my vagina. It felt really nice! Like nothing I’d ever felt before. Much better than when it was just me touching down there.

“Wow,” Caulin whispered as his finger went deeper. “This is really cool!”

“Yeah…” I looked down, seeing most of my brother’s finger inside my vagina. “Have you hit anything yet?”

“No,” he said with a shake of his head as the last of his index finger sank into me.

I frowned, a little confused. “I thought you would’ve hit it by now. Well, it must be deeper inside.”

“This is as far as my finger will go,” he replied.

“Ok. Well, pull that finger out and use your middle finger. That should work.”

“Ok.” Caulin withdrew his index finger and slowly worked his middle one up into me. My eyes fluttered as he went deeper. Oh, it felt wonderful! I could only imagine how great it would feel to have Ross’ penis inside there!

“It’s all the way in,” came Caulin’s voice, pulling me out of my dream of Ross.

I sat up a little and looked down, now very confused. “Are you sure it’s all the way in?”

“Yeah.” Caulin moved his finger around a little.

I moaned slightly at the unexpected stimulation, but soon my confusion returned. “Well… that doesn’t seem right.”

“Maybe it’s further back,” my brother suggested.

“It must be.”

Caulin shrugged a little. “Well, my finger doesn’t get any longer than this. If it’s farther back, I can’t reach it.”

“Try, ok?”

“Sure!” He grinned a little and pushed his finger as deep inside me as he could go. I even felt it twitching around within my vagina. It really felt good, mind-numbingly good, but still no hymen.

Now I was confused, and more than a little worried. How far back could it be? I mean, if Caulin’s fingers couldn’t find it, that meant that Ross’ penis would, and it would probably hurt and I’d bleed and everything else bad! I really didn’t want that! I was starting to get desperate, and when one last idea came, I latched onto it.

“Ok,” I said, taking a deep breath. “How long… how long is your penis?”

Caulin looked started. “My penis?”

“Yeah… is it longer than your middle finger?”

“Yeah,” he said in a soft voice.

“Ok. Well… take it out and let me see it, ok?”

“Ok.”

Moving slowly Caulin reached down and unbuttoned, then unzipped, his jeans. He reached inside and pulled out his erect penis. It was still hairless, from what I could tell, and looked like it was indeed a bit longer than his middle finger. Thicker, too, though not by a lot.

Swallowing hard, and knowing full well what this meant, I said, “Ok… would you mind putting your penis into my vagina and see if you can find my hymen that way?”

Caulin looked nervous, but very interested. “That’d mean we’d be having sex, wouldn’t it?”

I shook my head, and then paused and nodded slowly. “Well, maybe technically. But not really. It’d just be you trying to find my hymen.”

“Oh.”

“So?”

“Ok, sure, if you really want me to.”

“I do,” I said, trying to sound as certain as I could.

“Ok.” Caulin sat up, pulling his pants and boxers down around his ankles. His hairless penis stood up, nice and hard between his legs as he lowered himself on top of me.

I reached down and took hold of my brother’s penis, guiding it to the entrance of my vagina feeling the tip poking into me. I looked up at him. “Ok. Just like with your finger, alright? But go very slowly. I don’t want you to hit it by accident and go right through.”

“I won’t,” Caulin promised.

“Ok.” Another thought hit. “And if you tell anyone about this, you’re dead.”

“Believe me, I won’t.”

“Alright.”

Before I had the chance to do or say anything else, I felt Caulin push with his hips and began to feel the strangest sensation of my life as my little brother’s twelve-year-old virgin penis slowly, and surprisingly easily, sank down into my thirteen-year-old virgin vagina.

I closed my eyes as my brother entered my vagina, enjoying the pleasure his penis was giving me. I wondered how long it would be before he hit my hymen. I was a little surprised he hadn’t hit it already.

Then I became aware that Caulin had stopped moving forward. I opened my eyes and looked up at him.

“I can’t… go in any deeper…” he whispered.

“You can’t…?” I looked down seeing nothing but the base of my brother’s penis sticking out of my vagina.

A thought began to cross my hormone addled mind. I remembered, dimly, reading somewhere that some girls were born without hymens, or broke them while bike riding or something. Had I not ever had one, or maybe broken it a long time ago and not realized it? Surely not, but if I DID have one, why didn’t my brother’s fingers, or at least his penis, break through it?

“Push in as deep as you can…”

“Ok…” I felt Caulin’s body moving on top of mine as his preteen penis dug deeper into my vagina. “Oh… this feels real good…”

“Yeah…” I agreed, though I was beginning to feel really stupid. Obviously, I hadn’t had a hymen before we’d started. I’d just lost my virginity to my little brother and it was all for nothing! Well, not entirely nothing, I had to admit. It did feel wonderful having his penis inside me.

Caulin kept moving on me, his penis sliding around inside my vagina as he technically kept up his search for my hymen. I knew he wasn’t going to find one and I knew that I should have him stop since he was basically fucking me at this point. But who cared? It was lots of fun, so I wasn’t going to worry!

As my little brother kept fucking me, one part of my mind started to think that, perhaps, I should have him stop. This was incest, after all. Plus he might get me pregnant. Taking care of Elroy was a pain in the ass to begin with, I didn’t want to deal with a real baby. But it felt way too good having him inside me, so I figured I’d let him go. Besides, maybe he’d be too young to be making sperm yet.

It turned out I wouldn’t have to wait too long to find out. After maybe two minutes of screwing me, Caulin started moaning and suddenly pushed really deep inside me, then stopped moving entirely. I felt the really weird sensation of his penis pulsing inside my vagina. I figured he must be cumming. I really hoped he wasn’t making me pregnant, but if he was, oh, well. Not much I could do about it at this point.

Caulin fell on top of me, breathing hard, his penis still twitching a little. “Oh… oh, whoa… wow… god, that was… oh…” he gasped.

“I’m glad you liked it,” I said with a little laugh as I brushed some hair out of his face.

“Did you… like it, too…?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Good…”

“I’m sorry… I couldn’t… find your hymen…”

“Oh, well… I’m starting to think it wasn’t there to begin with,” I confessed.

“So… we did that all for nothing?”

I smiled. “Well, we DID end up having sex as a result.”

“Oh, yeah!” my brother said, brightening up.

I laughed. “You’re such a dork sometimes.”

“I know.”

“I just wonder if it’s in there somewhere and we haven’t found it yet.”

Caulin thought about this. “Well… if you ever want to try to find it again, let me know…”

I laughed. “I’ll remember that… now get off me.”

“Ok.” Caulin sat back, his penis popping out of me.

I sat up a little, looking at my recently de-virginized vagina. “Do you make sperm yet?” I asked my brother.

He shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

“Good.”

As I reached for my clothes, my brother said, “So… you’re going to let Ross fuck you now?”

“Yeah. That was the whole idea, after all.”

“Yeah…” Caulin was quiet for a bit as he started to get dressed. “Am I going to get to fuck you again?”

I laughed. “Probably.”

Caulin grinned. “Cool. I really liked it.”

“Me, too.”

Once dressed I went up to my bedroom to make my plans for Ross. I was going to give that boy the time of his life!

Shortly after school the next day, I took Ross’ virginity while Elroy sat up on a shelf, a hat covering his eyes. We didn’t want to corrupt our little child. Ross was bigger than Caulin and better in bed. By the time we’d done it five times, he was getting really, really good! We were having a lot of fun!

Within a few days, we’d both lost track of how many times we’d fucked. We’d meet up at either his house or mine and screw our brains out. Then on the weekend, when I couldn’t meet up with Ross, I let Caulin fuck me some more.

Even better, we ended up getting an A for Elroy. We were one of the few couples to have our flour child go the entire time without bursting. One couple managed to drop theirs on the way into class and were both near tears. We felt sorry for them, but happy for ourselves!

Unfortunately, one lesson we didn’t learn from our class was the main one: raising a child is hard, so don’t have one. We’d talked occasionally about condoms, but for one reason or another, never bothered with them. It was not surprising when, two months after Ross and I began fucking, I came up pregnant.
It wasn’t long after that that the whole sordid affair came to light, including the parts about me having sex with Caulin, who, thankfully, was still shooting blanks, so at least he hadn’t gotten me pregnant. To say that the adults were pissed was an understatement.

After much conversation we all decided an abortion was the best option, so I went out and had one. I had mixed feelings after it, but I figured it was all for the best. Shortly after that, Ross and his family moved away and I never had contact with him again.

Caulin and I continued our affair, however. Our parents weren’t happy about it, but recognized there wasn’t much they could do to prevent it. They did insist on condom use, however, and made sure we had plenty to go around. Everything was pretty good from there on.

Until the condom broke…

END

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk. All rights reserved.
So what’s the lesson here? Writing an entire story to justify a bad pun of a title can sometimes turn out ok! 🙂 Hope you all liked it!

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