Incest

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 06 – October

First Time, Incest, Siblings, Straight, Teens, Tweens |

October 17, 2008

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 06 – October
By
Alex Hawk

September dragged into October. I spent a great deal of time having sex with Lucien (almost every day after school), and Scott (every weekend I’d stay the night at Kelly’s place). I didn’t really do it much with Kyle. We sort of drifted away from sex with each other, and that was fine with me. I was happy with my two boys.

Well, more or less.

I mean the sex with both of them was pretty good. Really good, in fact. Especially with Scott who a: didn’t have anyone else to fuck, and b: was starting to really improve with his skills. But I was starting to want something different. Some variety, I guessed.

My mind drifted back to my little brother. I’d thought about doing Jacob, or at least fooling around with him some more, just about every day for the last couple months. But in the end, I decided I didn’t want to, at least not right now. Maybe later.

But I did find my mind staying on the subject of incest. I’d fooled around with Jacob, and of course Lucien and his brother had their thing going on. I wasn’t ready to go all the way with my brother yet, but I started to think about another brother/sister couple I knew, and began to wonder about the idea of getting them to be incestual.

Kelly and Scott.

Now I had no idea if either of them would be interested. But I figured I could probably get them into the idea with relative ease, particularly Scott (under the principle that every boy just wanted a warm, wet place to put his penis). Kelly would be a little harder, especially given that she was still a virgin, but I figured I could work her up to it.

In the last week of October, just a few days before Halloween, I was over at their house. It was a Saturday and their parents were gone for the night (they’d be going to a Halloween party). If I was ever going to make a move, this would be the time.

“So I got something I wanted to tell you,” I began.

“Oh?” asked Kelly.

We were both up in her bedroom. It was about 10 o’clock and we were playing video games. Currently she was beating me. This usually happened. I just wasn’t good at any video games.

“Yeah. Well… um… I’ve kind of… been… well, I’m sort of seeing Scott.”

Kelly blinked in surprise. “What do you mean? Like you guys are dating?”

I cleared my throat and did my best to look embarrassed. “Well, not really dating. More of just… well… having sex…”

Kelly looked shocked and then mildly ill. “You’ve been… having sex? With Scott?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, I think I’m going to throw up.”

I threw a pillow at her. “No, you aren’t.”

“Well, ok, I won’t. But… ew. Scott? Why?”

I shrugged. “He’s kind of cute,” I said truthfully. “And he’s pretty good in bed,” I lied a little. “He’s not the first boy I’ve been with.”

“What?”

So I sat back and told Kelly most of what I’d done with my sex life. I left out everything with my brother, but I told her about Lucien, Kyle and Jack. I did hint that there was another boy I’d fooled around with, but I didn’t tell her it was Jacob. Also I left out everything about Lucien and Kyle having sex with each other. I did, however, get onto Lucien’s myspace page and showed Kelly what he looked like.

“Wow,” she said after a moment. “He’s pretty cute.”

“Yeah,” I said fondly. “He’s fun in bed, too.”

“So you’ve really been having sex?”

“Yeah.”

“How come you didn’t tell me sooner?”

I shrugged. “I dunno. I just didn’t know how. But I thought you should know about me and Scott. In fact, I planned on going to his bedroom pretty soon.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Kelly laughed a little. “So you been doing it with him every time you’ve stayed over night, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“I guess I should be mad, but I’m not.”

“Good.”

Kelly looked thoughtful. “What’s it feel like?”

“Sex?”

“Yeah.”

“Really, really amazing. You finger sometimes, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, having a boy’s penis in there is about a billion times better,” I said with a grin. “It really feels great.”

Kelly nodded. “Yeah, I figured it would, but… well, what does it… you know, feel like?”

I shrugged. “I don’t think I can really describe it to you properly. You’d have to try it yourself.”

“With Scott? Ew!” She looked disgusted.

I laughed, pleased on several levels. “I didn’t say do it with Scott, though there’s no reason you can’t. He’d be a good one for your first time.”

“Oh, please,” she said, rolling her eyes. “He’s my brother.”

“So?”

“So… incest? Ew.”

I did my best to look like I was thinking hard about something. “Well, let me tell you a secret, ok? But you can’t tell anyone.”

“Ok.”

“The first boy I fooled around with? It was Jacob.”

“Your little brother?” Kelly said, looking both disgusted and fascinated.

“Yeah. We never actually fucked, but we’ve fooled around a bit.”

“Oh.”

“Basically what it boils down to,” I said, “is that it feels good. Who cares if it’s your brother doing it? As long as you get off, that’s what matters.”

Kelly looked uncertain. “Yeah, but with Scott?”

I shrugged. “You could always do what Jacob and I do. Just fool around. You don’t have to fuck, just play with each other.” Of course, she hadn’t said she wanted to do anything at all with Scott.

Kelly seemed to think about it and then shook her head. “No, look, I mean, even if I wanted to, Scott won’t want to.”

“Oh, I’m sure he would,” I said easily. “Trust me, boys don’t care.”

“They don’t?”

“If they did, how would I have ended up fooling around with Jacob?” I pointed out.

Kelly nodded. “Yeah, I guess that makes some sense.”

“I mean, you’ve never even been fingered or had a boy go down on you or anything like that, have you?”

“No.”

“Well, so, why not try a few things with Scott? Since he’s your brother, you won’t end up in a relationship with him or anything, so it won’t matter if he’s not very good. Plus you’ll learn a lot you can take with you to your first real boy. That’s what I did with Jacob. I used him to practice.” I leaned forward and whispered into Kelly’s ear. “And you would not believe how incredibly fun it is and how great it feels.”

“Really?” she asked. I could tell she was at least considering the notion.

“Really.”

“I don’t know…”

“Look,” I said. “We’ve been friends for a while. You know I wouldn’t lie to you. Sex is very, very cool. Having Scott fool around with you a little wouldn’t be any big deal. Trust me. You trust me, right?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Ok, look, if Scott is interested, would you try a few things? If you don’t like it you can always stop,” I added, which seemed like a good idea.

“I don’t know,” she repeated.

“Look at it this way,” I said. “What do you have to lose?” Aside from your virginity, I thought. “At the worst, you don’t like it and stop, and at the best, you absolutely love it and have a great time!”

“Hmmm… yeah, I guess that makes sense,” Kelly said.

“So?”

She took a deep breath. “Well, if Scott is interested… yeah, ok, I’ll try some things.”

“Ok,” I said, quite pleased. “Let me go talk with Scott. I’ll be right back.”

“Ok.”

I dashed over to Scott’s room and knocked on his door. When he opened it, he was wearing a big smile and nothing else.

I laughed a little. “Good to see you’re ready!”

“Of course,” he said, giving me a kiss as he pulled me into the room and shut the door.

“And what would you have done if I’d been Kelly?” I asked, kissing him back and stroking his erect penis.

“Oh, I’d give her a taste, too,” he said with a laugh.

Smiling, I sweetly said, “Oh, would you?”

Giggling a little, Scott said, “Well, maybe not.”

“What if she wanted you to?” I asked.

Scott shrugged. “She wouldn’t, so it doesn’t matter.”

“Are you sure?”

He gave me an odd look. “Why are you asking?”

I sat down on Scott’s bed. “Cause I was talking with her about us.”

“Yeah? What did she say?” he asked, sitting down next to me, his penis throbbing.

“She was really curious about everything. About how it felt and stuff.”

“Ok.”

Unable to keep my hands to myself, I put my hand back on Scott’s penis and began masturbating him again. “Anyhow, we had a talk and she wants to try some stuff with a boy. I thought if you were willing, she could try some stuff with you.”

“Really?” he said, a slight squeak in his voice. “But she’s my sister!”

“So?”

“So… incest?”

“And?” I replied evenly. “You know about me and Jacob.”

“Well, yeah, but you guys haven’t fucked.”

“I never said you and Kelly would fuck. But I thought you could at least fool around a little like Jacob and me.”

“Oh.”

I lowered my mouth down on Scott’s penis and bobbed up and down for a moment, then I lifted back up. “So? You wanna try some things with her?”

“Are you sure she wants to?” he asked, a little breathlessly.

“She said she would if you would.”

Scott thought some more while my hand on his penis did its best to scramble his brains. Finally he said, “Ok. If she wants to, sure.”

“Ok!” I stood up. “Let’s go to her room.”

“Alright.” Scott stood and reached for a pair of pants. I thought about stopping him, but I figured if he walked in buck naked Kelly might panic. Just a pair of pants, no shirt and no underwear would be fine.

We walked across over to Kelly’s room and inside. She was sitting on the bed where I’d left her. She saw Scott walking in shirtless and blushed.

“Hi,” she said in a small voice.

“Hey,” Scott replied.

“Ok,” I said. “Scott, sit on the bed next to Kelly.” He did so. “Right. Let me start things up.” I quickly got out of my clothes and sat down next to Scott. “Ok, your turn,” I told him.

“Alright.” He stood up and, blushing as much as his sister, lowered his pants, leaving him naked and hard. He quickly sat down on the bed again, doing his best to hide his stiff penis. Sighing a little, I took his hands and pulled them back, exposing his erection.

“Have a look,” I told Kelly.

She did. “It’s… bigger than I thought it would be.”

I put my hand around it and stoked it a little. “Feels nice, too. You try,” I said as I let go.

Hesitantly, Kelly reached out and wrapped her hand around her brother’s penis. “It’s warm,” she said in surprise.

“It should be,” I said. “There’s lots of blood in there keeping it hard.”

“Oh.” She began stroking Scott’s penis like I had been.

“What do you think?” I asked.

“It’s cool,” she said.

“Do this,” I said. I leaned down and gave the tip of Scott’s penis a little kiss. Giggling, Kelly did the same.

“Is that a blowjob?” she asked.

I shook my head. “For that you have to go all the way down, like this.” I took hold of Scott’s penis and lowered my mouth down around it. I bobbed up and down a little and then pulled off. “See? You try it.”

With a somewhat dubious expression on her face, Kelly opened her mouth and awkwardly lowered it down onto her brother’s penis. She didn’t look too into it, but Scott seemed to be happy getting a blowjob from his little sister.

I let Kelly blow her brother for a minute or so and then said, “Ok, you can stop now.”

I saw her give a last lick on her brother’s penis and pull her head up. “That wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” she said.

“Yeah, I like doing it. I’m sure Scott liked it, too.”

“Oh, yeah!” Scott said, nodding.

I grinned at him and then turned back to Kelly. “Ok, time for you to get naked, now.”

Grimacing a little, Kelly said, “Do I have to?”

I rolled my eyes. “Yes!”

“Ok.” She stood up and got out of her clothing. Once she was naked, she sat down, blushing and looking very embarrassed. Her breasts were a little smaller than mine and she had no real hair yet, but otherwise we weren’t too different. Scott certainly seemed to like what he saw, I noticed, cause his penis twitched a little as his sister sat next to him.

“So, Scott,” I said. “Remember what I taught you how to do with your fingers?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah.”

“Do that to Kelly.”

“Oh, ok.” He reached over to her. “Uh… you gotta spread your legs and lie down, ok?”

“Ok.”

Kelly spread her legs a little and laid down on her back. Scott got down between them and spread them further. Then he reached out and began rubbing his index finger up and down on the slit of her vagina, eventually easing it up inside her. As he fingered her, he used his thumb to rub at her clitoris.

I grinned at Kelly. Her mouth was a little “o” and her eyes were unfocused. “I guess you like that, huh?”

“Yeah…” she whispered.

Scott moved his free hand up to cup one of his sister’s small breasts and then leaned his mouth down to run his tongue across her clitoris a couple times. It was cool watching Kelly squirm at the contact. I’d trained the boy well, I thought.

“See? I told you it was fun,” I said to Kelly.

“Yeah… you were so right…”

I looked down at Scott, his tongue busy on his sister’s clit. “Having fun?”

He lifted his face and grinned. “Oh, yeah.”

“Cool.” I ruffled his hair. “Stand up.”

“Ok.” He got to his feet between his sister’s legs, his penis nearly at the same level as her vagina.

I got behind Scott and took his penis in my hand. Looking down at Kelly I said, “I’m not going to put him in you, but I want you to feel what it’s like to have him touch you, ok?”

“Ok,” she whispered.

I pulled Scott closer to Kelly until the tip of his penis was pressing against her vagina. I rubbed his penis up and down along her slit, like a paintbrush, knowing from experience that it would likely drive her wild.

“You having fun?” I whispered to Scott.

“Oh, yeah… this is cool.”

“Good.” I placed his penis at the entrance to Kelly’s vagina. “Push in just the tip, ok?”

“Ok.”

I peered over Scott’s shoulder and watched the tip of his penis slide slowly into his sister’s vagina. It was a very hot view!

“He’s got the tip in,” I said to Kelly. “How’s it feel?”

“Real good,” she whispered.

“Can he put the rest in?”

Kelly hesitated. “I don’t know…”

“Come on, you’ve liked everything so far, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Let him put it in the rest of the way,” I encouraged.

“Please?” asked Scott.

“It won’t hurt, will it?” she asked, sounding a little nervous.

“No,” I reassured her.

“Well… ok.”

“Ok.” To Scott I whispered. “Slide it in slow, ok?”

“Ok.”

Scott took a deep breath and pushed forward. Over his shoulder I watched closely as every inch of his thirteen-year-old penis sank down into his sister’s twelve-year-old virgin vagina. It was the coolest thing I’d seen in ages!

“Oh, wow, this is awesome,” Scott whispered as he sank the last of his penis into his little sister’s vagina.

“I bet,” I said, now knowing for sure that I’d wind up taking my brother’s virginity. I laid down on the bed next to Kelly as Scott started moving back and forth inside her. “You doing ok?” I asked.

“Yeah… oh, this feels good…”

“You like having Scott inside you?”

“Oh, yeah…”

“Good.” I let my fingers move down to my vagina and began masturbating as I watched my friends fuck for the first time. It was a really, really wonderful thing to see!

I wondered how long Scott would last when fucking his sister. I’d gotten him to the point where he could last a fair time with me, but this was such a different situation I had no idea. It turned out that he was able to fuck her for a good five minutes before, moaning and gasping, he shot his sperm into her vagina.

“Oh. Wow,” Scott said as he was done cumming. “That was intense…” He rolled over, his penis slipping out of his sister’s vagina.

“So did you like it?” I asked Kelly, who seemed to be twitching a little.

Swallowing a little, she nodded. “Yeah… it wasn’t what I thought it would be… but… yeah…”

“Good.” I gave my naked friend a hug and turned towards Scott. Looking at his still slightly stiff penis, I said, “You got another round in you?”
He did.

END OF PART SIX

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved!

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Curiosity

First Time, Incest, Siblings, Straight, Tweens |

October 19, 2008

Curiosity
By
Alex Hawk

My sister was in a foul mood as she sat down next to me on the couch. I looked up from the book I was reading and at her.

“What’s wrong?”

Rachel sneered a little. She was eleven, a year younger than me, and sneered a lot these days.

“You know how I was supposed to be at Mike’s house all day today?”

“Yeah?” Mike was her best friend.

“Well… his mom said I couldn’t be over while she was gone so I can’t go over there.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. I’m really mad about it.”

I nodded and then laughed a little as I figured something out. “You know, right, why she won’t let you be there without her around?”

“Why, Rob?”

“Well, she’s probably scared you and him are going to, you know, fool around.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… like… sex…”

Rachel blushed. “Oh… oh! No! We aren’t doing anything like that! We’re just friends with each other, that’s all! It’s not like he’s my boyfriend or anything.”

“I know, I know. But his mom doesn’t know.”

“Oh.”

I eyed Rachel. “How do you even know anything about sex anyhow?”

“Because I’m not stupid.”

“What do you know about sex?” I challenged.

“I know enough. What do YOU know about sex, Rob?”

“I know everything,” I said in boasting tone, the same one I’d used with my friends many, many times.

“Yeah, right. Sure. What do you know EXACTLY?”

I shrugged. “I know how people do it.”

“Ok, how?”

Now I felt a little embarrassed, but I continued. “Well… the boy gets on top of the girl and puts his penis into her vagina.” I’d felt a little awkward saying the real words instead of “dick” and “pussy”, but I thought it would impress Rachel a little more.

She rolled her eyes. “EVERYONE knows that.”

“Well, that’s all you need to know.”

“Hmph.” She picked up a magazine from the coffee table and thumbed through it. “Have you ever done it before?”

I thought about lying. In the end I couldn’t, though. I said, “No, I haven’t. I think about it a lot, though.”

“You do?”

“Yeah.”

“Me, too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Have you ever done it?”

Rachel shook her head. “I haven’t done anything except kiss a boy.”

“Oh?” This was more than I’d done. “What boy?”

Blushing, Rachel replied, “Mike.”

“Ah-ha! So maybe his mom DOES have something to worry about.”

Giggling a little, my sister shook her head. “No, no. We just kissed a couple times. Just to see what it’s like. That’s all.” She looked at me. “Have you done anything, Rob?”

Lying, I said, “I’ve kissed a couple girls, but that’s all.”

“Oh.”

Things were silent for a bit and then Rachel spoke again.

“You know how you said the boy gets on top of the girl?”

“Yeah?”

“I heard sometimes the girl gets on top of the boy.”

Nodding, I said, “I’ve heard that, too. I’ve heard that sometimes the girl even bends over and the boy fucks her from behind.”

Rachel considered this. “That sounds weird.”

“I know. When I do it, I want me to be on top. That’s the right way.”

“How do you know?” she asked me. “Maybe the right way is for the girl to be on top.”

“Yeah, well, if that’s true then why is the boy always on top when people talk about it?”

My sister shrugged. “I don’t know. He just is.”

“So do you really think about it a lot?”

“Yeah.”

“What do you think about, exactly?”

Rachel said, “Well… mostly about kissing a boy and touching him and having him touch me and maybe even all the way sex. What do you think about?”

“Fucking,” I said, right away. “Kissing and touching, too, but mostly actually doing it for real, you know?”

“Yeah.”

I sighed. “As things are going it’ll probably be a long time before I get to really find out what it’s like, though.” Even though I was only twelve, I was still feeling the sting of being a virgin.

Apparently I wasn’t the only one, as Rachel said, “Yeah, for me, too, I guess.”

“If Mike wanted to try doing it with you, would you let him?”

She thought about this. “I don’t know. Maybe. I do wanna see what it’s like, you know?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I tell you a secret, Rob?”

“Sure.”

“A couple days ago Mike and me were going to show each other… you know… ourselves. We didn’t get the chance, too, but we were going to.”

“Oh. So he was going to show you his penis and you’d show him your vagina?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow… were you actually going to go through with it?”

“Yeah. But his dad came home early so we weren’t able to.”

“Oh. They probably thought something like that was going on, though. That must be why they won’t let you visit when they aren’t home.”

“Yeah.”

“So you ever seen a boy’s penis? Like for real?”

She shook her head. “Only in pictures. You ever see a girl?”

“No, just in pictures for me, too.”

“Oh.”

I thought for a moment, aware that my penis was very stiff and that my heart was beating very fast. I softly said, “Rachel?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you wanna… you know… show each other? Like I’ll show you mine if you let me see yours?”

“You and me?”

“Yeah.”

“But we’re brother and sister,” she protested.

“So? We won’t be doing anything, just looking.”

“I don’t know…”

“Come on. You wanna see what a boy’s penis looks like, I wanna see what a girl’s vagina looks like. It’s not like it’s a big deal just to show each other.”

“Yeah… maybe it’s not…”

“So?” I prompted into the silence that followed.

“Well… ok, but you gotta go first, ok?”

This was a trade I could make. “Alright.”

A little nervously I stood up. My hands shook just slightly as I reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, then slowly unzipped them. Finally I hooked my fingers into my boxers and pulled them and my jeans down just enough to let my stiff, hairless, twelve-year-old virgin penis pop out into view. It was only about three inches long, but I’d learned a few months ago the kinds of pleasure it could give me.

“Wow,” my sister said, peering closely at it.

“Yeah,” I replied for lack of anything better to say. It was a little weird standing here like this with my penis out, but I figured the view of my sister’s vagina that I’d be getting would make up for it. Then when I masturbated at night thinking about girls, I’d at least know exactly what it looked like.

“I can’t believe something like that would actually fit inside me,” Rachel said, looking doubtful.

“Yeah, well… it does. I guess.” I shrugged. “Anyhow, do I get to see you now?” I asked, putting my penis back into my boxers and zipping up.

“Ok.” My sister stood up as I sat back down. She did pretty much the exact same thing I did, except that she was pulling down panties and shorts rather than boxers and jeans. The effect was the same, though. I ended up having a really nice view of her hairless, eleven-year-old virgin vagina.

I was a bit disappointed.

I couldn’t really see anything. It was just some sort of slit with a little bump at the top. No hole or anything like that. I had no idea what to make of it, but despite that fact, just seeing it made me really, really horny.

“Well?”

“It looks cool,” I said. “But where does the boy go in?”

“You can’t see it when I’m standing up.”

“So sit down.”

My sister sat down on the couch and pulled her shorts down a little further, then spread her legs. Now I could see all the slit and what looked like a tiny indentation. She poked that with her finger.

“The boy goes in right here.”

“Oh.” I stared at it. “I thought it would just be a hole or something.”

“It is.”

“It doesn’t look like one,” I said with great doubt in my mind.

“It is, trust me.”

“Prove it.”

Rolling her eyes my sister licked her pinkie finger and, to my stunned amazement, placed it against the indentation and slowly worked it up inside her vagina.

“Oh, wow,” I breathed, totally blown away.

“Yeah…” She gave me a little smile. “See, I told you.”

“Yeah, you did.”

Rachel sat up and pulled her finger out then pulled her clothes back up and sat down on the couch again. We were both silent for quiet a little while.

“So, Rob?” my sister said after a bit.

“Yeah?”

“If I… if I let you see me naked… can I see you naked?”

“You wanna see me naked?” I had no problem with the idea of seeing her, but wasn’t sure I wanted it to be the other way around.

“Well… I mean, showing each other like that was ok, and like you said before, it’s just showing, so it’s not a big deal.”

“Yeah…”

“So?”

“Ok,” I replied after a moment. “But you go first, ok?”

“Ok.”

Rachel stood up and pulled her t-shirt up over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. At eleven she didn’t really need one yet. Her chest was still pretty flat, but I thought I saw a hint of what was to come in the next few months. Just a faint pair of barely there mounds. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I didn’t think so. Then she pulled down her shorts and panties and when she stepped out of them, she was completely naked.

If I’d thought I was hard and horny before, I was wrong. Now that I was seeing my preteen sister naked in front of me I knew what it REALLY was to be hard and horny! It was the most fantastic thing I’d ever laid eyes on! Wonderful!

“Turn around,” I whispered.

Rachel spun around, giving me a great view of her little ass. She looked incredible.

“So your turn,” she said when she’d turned back towards me.

Swallowing a little, I stood and quickly got out of my clothes, getting completely nude in a little less than the time it had taken me just to take my penis out before. Once I was naked, I turned in place, just like my sister had, giving her a good view of my young body.

“You got a really nice body, Rob,” Rachel said, an odd tone in her voice.

“You, too.”

At the same time we both said each other’s name.

“Rachel-”

“Rob-”

We both giggled a little and I said, “You first.”

“No, you first.”

“No, YOU first.”

“No, YOU first!” she said, sticking her tongue out at me.

“You first!” I said, sticking my tongue at her.

“You first or… or… or I’ll tickle you!”

“I DARE you!” I said, holding my arms straight up.

My sister moved quickly, dashing forward and running her fingers up along my naked sides. I instantly started laughing and doubled over a little, taking the excuse to put my hands on her naked body and beginning tickling her in turn.

Soon we were both on the floor, giggling and tickling each other like maniacs. I took advantage of the situation to let my fingers brush repeatedly across her nipples and butt and would have felt guilty except that I felt her fingers doing the same to me.

Finally I rolled over onto my back and my sister got on top of me, straddling me at the waist, resting her vagina directly against my penis. A little jolt of excitement went through me at the contact. I wasn’t even close to getting it into her, at least I didn’t think I was, but it still felt nice.

“Do I win?” she asked, panting a little.

“You win,” I relented.

“Good. Now… say what you were going to say.”

“Well…” I was scared to ask the question. Scared she might say no, and scared she might say yes. Finally I screwed up my courage. “Well… can I stick it in you for a few seconds, just to see what it’s like?”

Rachel looked at me for several seconds and then giggled a little. “That’s the same thing I was going to ask you!”

“It is?” I asked, amazed.

“Yes!”

“Oh, cool.” I grinned. “Well… do you want try it?”

“Yeah, if you promise not to get me pregnant.”

I hadn’t even thought about that. But I said, “Of course I won’t.”

“Ok.”

“Ok.”

We stayed like that for a few moments longer, me on my back, her straddling my waist, her vagina resting against my penis. I really, really wanted to get to stick it in her, but I had no idea exactly where we should go from here. Thankfully, Rachel saved the day.

“So how about if I get on my back and you get on top of me?”

“Alright.”

Rachel rolled off me and lay down on the carpet next to me. I sat up and moved, getting between her spread legs and looking down at my target. There was a wetness there that I hadn’t seen before. I wondered if she’d peed or something. I didn’t care. The idea that I was about to actually fuck my little sister was too overwhelming for me to worry.

“So… I guess I just get on top of you and stick it in?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Ok.” I lowered my naked body down until I was lying on top of my sister. I kind of held myself up with my elbows and shifted around, feeling my penis brushing between her legs. Once I thought I was in the right place, I said, “Are you ready?”

“Yeah…”

“Ok.” Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward and felt my penis brush against something a little wet and then slide up along my sister’s slit. I looked down. There it still was. I wasn’t inside her.

“It didn’t go in,” Rachel said.

“Yeah, I know. Let me try again.” I lined up again and flexed my hips once more. My penis failed to penetrate. I tried it a few more times with no success. “It’s not working,” I said, feeling annoyed.

“How about if you hold onto it with your hand?”

“Ok.” I took my penis in my hand and lined up again. I pushed forward, hoping to feel the sensation of my virginity being lost inside my sister’s vagina. No such luck. It slid downward this time. I repositioned and tried a few more times, but it seemed doomed to failure.

“Why isn’t it working?” I cried out.

“I don’t know,” Rachel said. She thought for a moment. “I got an idea.”

“What?”

“Sit up a little.”

I did so and looked down as Rachel put a finger on either side of her vagina and pulled slightly. Suddenly I saw a little hole open up. My target.

“Can you see it?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I whispered.

“Ok, try it again.”

I scooted forward a little, touching the tip of my penis against the entrance to my sister’s vagina. “Right here, right?”

“Yeah.”

Looking down and watching closely, I pushed with my hips and saw just a little bit of the tip start to slide in. Bolstered by this, I pulled back and lined up, pushing forward once more. This time the entire tip and a tiny bit of the shaft went inside.

“Oh, Rob!” my sister whispered. “I can feel it. It’s going in.”

“Yeah,” I breathed out softly. I let go of my penis and could see about half of it sticking into my little sister’s vagina. The part that was in her felt exquisitely warm and wet. “You ready for me to get it all in?”

“Yeah…”

I nodded and said nothing further. I pulled back a tiny bit and then pushed forward one last time, feeling every inch of my hairless, twelve-year-old virgin penis slide itself deep into my little sister’s tight, equally hairless, eleven-year-old virgin vagina.

I slowly released a breath I’d been holding. I looked down to where our bodies met and could only see the barest hint of the base of my penis sticking out from my sister’s vagina. I was in her. We were fucking. Our virginity was gone forever.

I looked down at my sister’s face as the waves of pleasure washed over my body. I couldn’t quite tell what she was thinking just by looking, so I asked.

“How’s it… how’s it feel…?” I asked a little breathlessly.

“It feels… it’s nice… I can’t believe… we’re really doing this…”

“Me, either,” I confided. “Can I… start moving…?”

“You mean… fucking…?” asked Rachel.

“Yeah…”

“Ok…”

Holding my body tight against my sister I began to move, trying to slide my penis back and forth inside her vagina, hoping that I wouldn’t slip out. I almost did a couple times, but I managed to keep myself within her wonderfully warm, wet and tight body fairly well.

In addition to slipping out of her, my other concern was that I was going to cum really, really quickly. I tried my best to hold off on my orgasm, but I knew it was a lost cause and after fucking my sister for only about two minutes I let out a series of grunts, pushed hard against her and felt my preteen penis begin twitching inside her vagina. I knew from masturbation that I was already making sperm and I pictured that spurting into my sister’s body.

As soon as I was done cumming I fell onto Rachel and lay there, breathing hard, my penis slipping out of her. Both my mind and body were completely overtaken by what had just happened. I couldn’t believe I wasn’t a virgin anymore! What a wonderful thing.

I rolled off Rachel and laid there next to her, both of us breathing hard. Finally I looked over at her and said, “So… what did you think…?”

“It felt good,” she said after a moment. “I’m glad we did it.”

“Me, too.” I glanced down at my penis which looked no different from how it had looked before I’d had sex. Somehow I hoped for something different. “You going to try doing it with Mike now?” I asked.

She shrugged. “I hadn’t thought about it. Maybe.”

“Do you wanna do it with me again?” This time my question was a little more uncertain sounding.

“Uhm… yeah… sure, I guess. It was fun.”

“Cool.” I broke into a grin. I sat up a little. “Can we do it right now?”

Rachel laughed. “Now? But we just got done doing it!”

“So?” I gestured towards my penis. “I’m still hard, see?”

She thought for an instant and then shrugged. “Ok. But can I try being on top this time?”

I blinked. “Sure, if you want to.”

“Cool. Lay down.”

I laid down and my sister straddled me at the waist once again. She said, “Hold your penis up, ok, Rob?”

“Ok.” I put my hand around my penis and held it so that it was sticking up.

My sister moved her body around and I felt the tip of my penis pressing into her. She said, “Ok, take your hand away.” I did and slowly my sister moved down, settling her vagina around my throbbing young erection. We were fucking for the second time!

“Oooo… it’s nice like this, too,” Rachel said. She got her balance and then slid up and down a little on my penis.

“Yeah… yeah, I like it…” As my sister began moving in earnest, I reached out and placed my hands onto my sister’s thighs, slowly letting them drift back onto her ass. Soon I moved them up onto her chest, cupping what passed for her breasts and tickling her nipples. This was really, really fun!

This time it took about five minutes of intercourse before I came, and the orgasm wasn’t nearly as intense as it had been the first time, but it was still pretty sweet. I lifted both myself and my sister up from the floor as I pushed deep into her when my sperm shot out.

When I was done cumming, Rachel got off me, gave me a hug, and laid there next to me on the floor. We eventually drifted off to sleep, lying there naked together, brother and sister, content after our first, certainly not last, session of sex.

Sometime later I woke up with a start. I looked down at Rachel. She was still lying next to me, cuddled up against my naked body. I settled back a little, wondering what had woken me up.

Then I heard a car door slam.

“Shit!” I quickly shook Rachel awake. “Rachel! Wake up! Mom and Dad are home!”

“Wha… what?!” She sat bolt upright. We could hear our parents coming up the walkway.

“Oh, shit!” we both said at the same time.

“Grab your clothes!” I said to her, picking up mine and sprinting towards the upstairs bathroom. My sister followed suit and I heard her running into her bedroom just as the front door opened.

“We’re home kids!” called out our parents.

Less than thirty seconds later I was breathlessly walking downstairs. “Hey, Mom, hey, Dad,” I said to them with a little wave.

Rachel came down moments later. She gave greetings to our parents and when they had their backs turned, she and I traded a special look with each other. A relieved smile. We’d gotten away with it this time! Hopefully we’d have the chance to do a lot more.

My affair with my sister continued for about the next two years, until I wound up finding a girlfriend who let me fuck her. Thankfully I never ended up getting my sister pregnant, though when I was seventeen I got another girl “in the family way”.

Today, about eight years after we started having sex, Rachel and I don’t ever really talk with each other about what we used to do. I think she’s kind of embarrassed by it. I know I am, but I don’t worry about it too much. We still remain fairly close, and she’s now married and in college.

Curiosity may well have killed the cat, but at least in the case of Rachel and I it also brought about many an orgasm. Oh, and just so you know, she never did have sex with Mike. Poor kid.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. And all reserves righted.

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Dull Summer

First Time, Incest, Siblings, Straight, Teens, Tweens |

October 19, 2008

Dull Summer
By
Alex Hawk

The late-June sun bore its weight down onto the parched Arizona landscape. I let out a quiet sigh as I looked around. Everything was hot and dry and boring and dull, dull, dull. God, I hated this place. If it was under 90 degrees right now I’d be shocked. Hell, by the time noon rolled around it would probably be over 115. We’d top out at about 120, I figured, then maybe back down to 100 by midnight.

I sighed again as I walked back inside the air-conditioned trailer my family lived in. We’d moved out here from New York a few months ago because my Dad got a job offer as a county sheriff. He figured it was better to be a sheriff in a small part of Nowhere, Arizona, than it was to be a beat cop in NYC. I disagreed.
My dad and mom were already at work. My little brother was still sleeping, which left me with the place to myself for a while. Oh, joy. For lack of anything better to do, I booted up the computer and surfed over to a couple of my favorite websites. Places I knew I could find pretty boys to look at.

Soon teenage boys in various states of nakedness and arousal were on the screen. I reached down into my shorts and began rubbing at my vagina, fantasizing about the pretty young things on display. I hadn’t had real sex yet, but I’d come close a couple times. Hell, just before I’d left NYC, I’d nearly lost my virginity to my boyfriend, but we didn’t have any condoms, so we didn’t go all the way. He did eat me out, though, which had been quite delightful!

I managed to give myself an orgasm while thinking about that night and looking at a pic of a boy who was about thirteen, very naked, very erect and very cute. I pictured him fucking me as my orgasm washed over me. Oh, he was really nice!

When I finished cumming, I cleaned everything up, turned off the computer and wandered back to my room, looking for the next thing that might provide me with some distraction from the boredom that gripped every facet of my life.

* * *

My life had developed a routine since school had let out two weeks ago. I’d wake up shortly after my parents left for the day. I’d make up some coffee and drink it while watching the sunrise. Then I’d go into the living room where I’d usually download some porn and masturbate. Then I’d retire to my room for a while where I’d just hang out for a bit until my twelve-year-old brother, Kris, woke up. Once he was awake we’d play video games and watch TV and stuff. It was still pretty dull, but at least it was boredom with someone else.

Then there’d be lunch, which we’d take turns making. After that, more games, more TV, plenty of conversation and lots more boredom until our parents got home. It was not a fun way to live. The worst part of it was that it meant my little brother was my best friend by default as he was the only person other than my parents that I ever saw.

Our parents kept reassuring me that when I turned sixteen next year, they’d get me a car, which would be nice, cause it would mean that I’d be able to drive out to the small, two-thousand person town we lived a half-hour away from. That would be nice, but that wouldn’t be until early next year, and I didn’t really want to have to wait.

In short, life was sucky and not likely to get better anytime soon.

* * *

Now Kris and I were sitting side-by-side on the couch, taking turns playing “Katamari Damacy” and trying to roll the biggest katamari. Currently I was in the lead with a 741m katamari, but Kris was doing a decent job of challenging me. He likely wouldn’t win, though. I played the game obsessively. It was almost like it was a form of rebellion against the way I was having to live my life.

But today my mind wasn’t on the game. I’d had an email a couple days ago from a friend who’d told me that my old boyfriend had gotten his current girlfriend pregnant. It was apparently quite the scandal and I was missing it. What annoyed me the most was that there was a huge part of me that didn’t care, and that worried me. I’d cared a lot when he’d emailed me to say he had a girlfriend, and cared when I heard they were having sex. Now this, along with most of the events going on with my friends in NYC, just didn’t really matter to me anymore.

“Huh?” I said, aware that Kris had said something.

“I said I almost did it. 738 meters.”

“Hey, cool,” I said, pulling myself to reality. “You’re getting better.”

“Thanks!”

I looked at the clock. “I’m gonna make some lunch,” I said, sighing a little as I stood up.

“Oh, ok.”

Kris followed me into the kitchen to talk with me while I made up some mac and cheese for us to eat. He nattered on about all sorts of things, which I largely tuned out. Normally I’d participate more, but I really wasn’t up for it right now.

“Megan?” he finally said. “Is something wrong?”

I sighed again and looked up from the pasta. “Do you know what the word ennui means?”

“No.”

“It’s what I’m having right now. It’s just an accumulation of boredom and… boredom. Frustration. Loneliness. Stuff like that.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Why are you lonely? You have me!”

I smiled a little. “Yeah, but you’re my brother. It’s not the same as having a friend.”

“Why not? I think of you as a friend more than as my sister these days.”

“Yeah. But there’s things you can’t do that at least a couple of the boys back home were able to do.”

“Like what?”

I was about to tell him when I realized exactly who I was talking to. I shook my head. “Nothing important.”

“Well, if it’s not important, why does it matter?” Kris asked.

I smiled wanly again. “It just does.”

Kris looked puzzled, then looked a little grossed-out. “You’re talking about sex, aren’t you?”

I laughed as I drained the pasta. “Sort of. Well, mostly, yes.”

“Oh.”

Kris and I had talked about a lot of things over the last two weeks of being stuck alone together, but we’d never discussed sex. I had limited experience with it, only up to oral with my most recent boyfriend, as I mentioned before, and I presumed that Kris had no experience at all.

“So… you’ve had sex, then?” he asked as I began stirring the cheese powder into the pasta.

“Well… sort of. Not all the way. Just some stuff.”

“Oh.”

“Yep.” I put a plate of food in front of my brother and sat down with him to eat.

“Megan?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you mind… I mean… what stuff did you do?” he asked, blushing a little.

I shrugged and, seeing no reason to lie, said, “I’ve made out with a couple boys. With my last boyfriend I gave him blowjobs a few times and he went down on me. We almost had sex, but didn’t cause we didn’t have condoms.” I rolled my eyes. “That apparently didn’t stop him with his current girlfriend, cause he got her pregnant.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. He’s kind of a dumbass.”

Kris asked, “So why did you go out with him and do… what you did?”

I shrugged again. “Cause he was kind of cute and he was interested in me and willing to try some stuff without a major romantic thing. We were basically just using each other to fool around and learn about sex first hand.” And mouth, I added silently.

“Oh, wow. Ok, that makes sense, I guess.” Kris took a bite of his food and then into the quiet of the dining room said, “I had sex once.”

I froze, my food halfway to my mouth. “No, you didn’t,” I finally managed to say.

“Yeah, I did,” my brother replied with a nod.

“Fuck you, you did not.”

“Yes, I did.”

“You mean like all the way?”

“Yeah.”

“Like you had your penis inside some girl’s vagina?”

“Yep.”

“Bullshit.”

Kris held up his right hand. “I swear to god!”

“Who with?” I asked, picking at my food, feeling a little annoyed that my brother apparently wasn’t a virgin but I still was.

“Darla Addams.”

I raised an eyebrow. She was a girl Kris had been friends with for most of his life. If he was likely to have fucked a girl it would’ve been her.

“How did that happen?” I asked.

Kris shrugged. “Like the day before we left she asked me to come over to her place and took me to her room. She said she wanted to try it with me ever since she’d known about it and since we were moving, it was then or never.”

Now it was my turn to say, “Oh.”

“We took off our clothes and got on her bed. We made out and stuff and I fingered her and we did like oral together. Then I got on top of her and it took me like a few minutes to figure out how to get it in, but I did. I got it all the way inside her and we fucked for like three minutes before I came.”

“Oh… I hope you used a condom,” I said, my brain catching up to events.

Kris shrugged. “I eleven then, and I wasn’t making any sperm yet. I am now, though,” he added.

“Oh.”

“We wanted to do it again a few minutes later, but her mom came home and so we had to stop. It was cool to do it that once, though.”

“Wow.” I sat back, trying to absorb everything. My twelve-year-old brother wasn’t a virgin and I still was at fifteen.

“She said it felt really good and she had a lot of fun, especially when I used my tongue on her.”

“Yeah, I bet,” I muttered, taking a bite of my food.

“I was pretty happy we did it,” Kris said with a giggle. “I just wish we’d gotten to do it more. It was really sweet.”

“Hmph,” I grunted.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No, just the fact that you’re not a virgin and I am.”

Kris shrugged. “Not much I can do about that. I mean, if it’s really that big of a deal, just remember that I only did it once.”

“That’s still one more than me,” I groused, annoyed that I was jealous about this. I mean, it was my little brother! Who cared what he did?

“You wanna go play some more games?” Kris asked as he finished up his food.

“Maybe later. I think I’m going to go take a nap.”

“Oh, ok. I’ll practice some and maybe win next time,” he said with an impish grin as he ran off to the living room.

I cleaned up my dishes and went to my bedroom where I stripped naked and laid down on my bed. Kris wasn’t a virgin. My brother had fucked a girl when he was eleven. He wasn’t a virgin and I was. Life wasn’t fair.

I began to picture the image in my mind. Darla naked and laying on her bed, much like I was, only she wouldn’t have had much in the way of breasts and no pubic hair. I pictured Kris eating her out and then getting on top of her and slipping his penis, which I visualized as also being hairless, into her vagina. I could see his little butt rising and falling as they fucked for the first time and the expression of pleasure on both their faces. I remembered a video I’d once downloaded of two kids about twelve or thirteen who were fucking, so I had a fair idea of what was going on in Darla’s bedroom.

Almost of itself, my right hand moved between my legs, massaging my clitoris and then working a finger into my vagina as I pictured my brother fucking for the first time. I kept wondering what it had felt like for Darla to have his penis inside her and began moving my finger back and forth in time to the image of Kris thrusting.

I moved faster and faster as I pictured Kris fucking Darla. My mind began to spin as the pleasure built within my vagina and flushed out through my body as my orgasm took hold of me. It was one of the best I’d ever had.

When I was done cumming, I cleaned up, feeling slightly guilty about having an orgasm while thinking about my brother fucking. But what the hell. It had lead to one of the best orgasms of my life and that was a distinct plus! Content with that thought, I settled down and eventually drifted off to sleep.

* * *

Over the next week or so I kept up my routine, but with some significant disruptions. Mostly this was due to the fact that every time I masturbated, I was picturing Kris fucking Darla. It was leading to some great orgasms, but it was making me feel a little weird.

Then it got weirder when I started seeing him wandering around without a shirt. He’d began doing it the day after our conversation, and since it was really hot, I didn’t blame him. It was just that every time I saw him, I pictured him fucking lucky little Darla.

I knew most of this was simply caused by boredom. During the weekend we’d driven out to town and gone swimming at the community pool. I’d seen Kris in a speedo then and hadn’t been distracted by that. I was having too much fun with other things, including flirting with some of the other boys there. When I got home, however, and was in my bed, I had more details of my brother’s body to add to the image I used when I masturbated.

Then came the day it got really weird. Yesterday, to be exact. Last night, when I was masturbating before bed. I constructed my mental image of Kris naked, but when I sent him off to get laid, I found myself picturing him going down not on Darla but on me. Then fucking me. It was an INCREDIBLY hot image and made me cum better than I’d ever had in my life period. Even when my ex had gone down on me, the orgasm hadn’t been as good.

It did leave me feeling REALLY mixed up, though. I mean, it was bad enough that I was picturing my little twelve-year-old brother fucking Darla, but now I was getting off on the idea of him fucking me, and there was no way I could ignore that.

So now I was sitting there with him, after lunch, watching a movie on DVD and wanting to ask him a whole slew of questions, but not knowing where to start. Finally as I sat there, checking out his shirtless body, I figured I’d just start asking.

“So, Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I ask you a few things?”

“Sure.”

“About Darla and you?”

Kris paused. “Uh… sure, if you want.”

“Ok. Well… when you went down on her, did you get her off?”

“You mean like make her cum?”

“Yeah.”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

“Did she cum when you fucked her?”

Kris nodded. “Yeah, she told me she did anyhow.”

“Not bad,” I said, somewhat impressed. “Most girls don’t cum their first time. At least that’s what I hear.”

“Really? Cool that she did, then,” he said with a smile.

“What did it… what did it feel like when you were inside her?”

Kris smiled again and looked a little shy. “Oh, it was better than anything. I hadn’t even… well, you know… by myself… before I did it with her, so it was really incredible. I had no idea it was going to be that good.”

“Wow,” I said, shifting a little, acutely aware of how wet my vagina was getting. “I assume she liked it?”

“Oh, yeah. She really wanted to do it again, but like I said, her mom came home early.”

“How close were you guys to doing it again?”

“Uh… well, I was on top and about to stick it in, that’s how close,” he said with a smile.

“Oh, ok.” I licked my lips. “Uh… can I ask a kind of strange question?”

“Sure.”

“Uhm… how big… is… your penis?” I managed to say.

Kris blinked and blushed. “Oh. I don’t know. Why?”

“Is it bigger than my finger?” I asked, holding up an index finger.

He looked at it. “Uh… maybe. Probably not quite as long, but a little thicker.”

“Do you have hair yet?”

“Yeah, some. Only a few strands, though.”

“Ok.”

“Why did you wanna know?”

How could I tell him? I couldn’t say, “Because I wanted to have a more accurate version of you to masturbate to.”

“Oh, I’m just curious,” I said dismissively. Looking down a little I saw a bulge in my brother’s shorts. “Is that… it?” I asked.

He looked down and blushed again. “Yeah.”

“Are you… hard right now?”

“Yeah, from all the talking.”

Feeling my heart pounding in my chest, I said, “Can I see it?”

Kris blinked and looked taken aback. “See it?”

“Yeah.” Before he could ask I said, “I mean… I know what my boyfriend’s was like, but he was still a virgin. I wanna see what one looks like when it’s on a boy that’s not a virgin.”

“Oh. Well… I guess you can see it if you really want to.”

“Ok.”

Looking a little nervous, Kris sat up and unzipped his shorts. He pulled them and his underwear down and up popped his penis. It was beautiful! About four inches long, a little thicker than my finger, as he’d said, and just a few strands of hair. Lovely! So much nicer than my boyfriend’s had been, I thought.

“It looks nice,” I said around the wall of arousal.

“Thanks,” Kris mumbled. “Can you see any difference?”

I shook my head. “Not really. I think yours is nicer than my ex’s, though.”

Kris grinned. “Thanks.”

Taken by a whim, I said, “Well, since I saw you… do you wanna see me?”

“Uhm… sure, if you want to show me.”

“Sure.” I stood up and dropped my shorts and panties, kicking them aside. Then I laid back on the couch and spread my legs to give my brother a good view of my vagina.

His eyebrows raised and his penis twitched. “Wow. That’s a lot different from Darla.”

“How so?” I asked.

“Well… she didn’t have any hair for one thing.”

“Uh-huh… what else?”

Kris shrugged, his eyes still locked between my legs. “Well, with her it looked like just a slit with a wet spot where the hole was. With you it looks like a more… like stuff. I can see the wet place, though,” he added, pointing.

I laughed. “Yeah, it’s there alright. Do you see my clitoris and everything?”

Kris nodded. “Yeah, and it’s bigger than Darla’s was.”

“You said you fingered her, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Was she really tight?”

Kris nodded again. “Yeah, I could barely get my finger in her at first.”

Taking a breath and knowing I might scare him away, I said, “Can you do me a favor?”

“Sure.”

“Would you mind… well… putting your finger into me? I wanna know if I’m any tighter or anything than she was.”

My brother looked shocked. “You want me to finger you?”

“Well, just to see if there’s any difference, that’s all. I’m a virgin just like she was, but I’m curious to see if there’s any difference.”

“Uhm,” he said, his penis twitching. “Well, I guess if you really want me to, I can. Just to see.”

“Ok, cool.” I spread my legs wide. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Kris shrugged and moved closer to me. He held out a hand and slowly began slipping his middle finger into my vagina. It was all I could do to keep from crying out in bliss as it sank down into me.

Once he had it all the way inside, he worked it around a little and in a slightly tense voice said, “Well… yeah, there’s a difference. She was a little tighter but I don’t think she’d ever done anything with anyone else ever at all, and you said you’d done some things, so maybe even though you haven’t been… well, fucked… maybe that makes a difference.”

“Yeah, ok.”

“It’s nice, though,” he said with a grin.

I smiled back. “I think it’s pretty nice, too… you got a good finger, Kris.”

“Thanks.”

“Just out of curiosity,” I said, as casual as I could, “when you had your finger inside Darla, how did you move it around?”

“Just back and forth mostly,” he said, moving his finger within me to illustrate.

“Mmmm… that does feel pretty nice… but if you move it in circles and around and stuff it feels even better.”

“This way?” my brother asked, moving his finger some more.

“Oh, yes…”

Kris grinned. “Cool. This is a lot better than video games.”

“Yeah,” I said with a laugh. Then I sat up a little and pulled my shirt off. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so now I was nude in front of my brother. “How do these compare?”

He stared at my breasts. “Uh… well, since she was still flat, they’re much nicer.”

“You can touch ‘em if you want.”

“Ok.” Keeping his finger inside my vagina, my brother reached out with his other hand and rested it on my right breast. “Wow… that feels cool.”

“Yeah, I like it,” I said with a smile. Looking down I could see that my brother had scooted close enough that I could reach out and take hold of his penis. I did so, stroking it slowly.

“You don’t mind, do you?” I asked.

“N… no…”

“Good,” I whispered, happy to be touching the penis I’d been dreaming about. It wasn’t nearly the same as my ex’s, but it was everything I’d hoped for. What I really wanted, deep down, was to have it inside me, but I knew that couldn’t happen. At least not yet. It would, though, as soon as I could pull it off. I’d lose my virginity to my brother. What an erotic thought!

Meantime, as I was fondling him, Kris kept up the movements within my vagina. “You’re getting good at that…”

“Thanks…”

“Do you wanna try doing something else…?”

“What…?”

I took a breath. “Well… you said you went down on Darla… if you wanna try that on me, I can give you some lessons…”

“Oh… ok.”

“First move your face down there, but keep your finger inside me!” I added hastily as he was about to pull it out.

“Ok, now what?” he asked once he was down there.

“First lick the area around my clitoris.”

“Like this?” he asked, doing so.

My eyes crossed and little fireworks went off in my mind as my brother’s tongue scrapped across my clitoris. Oh, dear god it was heavenly! Whatever Kris had learned from Darla he’d learned it quite, quite well! He was already much better at it then my ex had been back in NYC.

“Am I doing ok?” Kris asked.

“Ah… you were until you stopped…”

“Oh, sorry… you weren’t saying anything, so I didn’t know. I’ll go back to it.”

“No, wait,” I whispered.

“What?”

“Move up here.”

My brother wiggled his way up until his chest was rubbing against my breasts. “Ok, like this?”

“Yeah.” Swallowing a little I reached down and took his penis in my hand, lining it up with the entrance to my vagina. “Push it in,” I whispered.

Kris blinked. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah… fuck me, little brother… take my virginity…”

“Ok, if you want me to.” Kris shifted his weight around and I felt the tip of his penis nudge into me a little. “Are you ready?”

“Yeah…” I whispered, closing my eyes, part of me unable to believe this was really happening.

Nodding, Kris said, “Ok,” and then pushed forward with his hips. At first nothing happened. I started, for a moment, to wonder if I’d put him in the right place, but then, slowly, wonderfully, incredibly, I felt my younger brother’s twelve-year-old penis begin to sink down into my fifteen-year-old virgin vagina. He pulled back and pushed forward once, twice and then was entirely inside of me.

“Oh, god,” I moaned as my brother took my virginity. It felt soooo wonderful! So much better than just masturbating or even having a boy go down on me. I was actually being fucked! So what if it was with my little brother? It felt incredible and that was all that mattered!

“Does it feel ok? Do you want me to pull out?” Kris asked, looking a little concerned.

“Oh, god, no… keep it in…” I put my hands on my brother’s butt and pulled him closer to me, just to make the point.

“Ok… do you want me to start fucking…?”

“Yeah…”

“Ok…” Kris began moving slowly, sliding his penis back and forth inside my vagina. He grinned a little. “You feel much better than Darla…”

“Thanks…”

Kris closed his eyes at this point and started fucking me a little harder. He slipped out a couple times but guided himself back into me pretty easily. I was mute with pleasure the whole time! I just couldn’t believe how wonderful this all felt! Sure it was incest, but I REALLY didn’t care right now.

“Oh… oh… Megan…? I’m gonna cum soon…” Kris moaned.

I hadn’t thought about what to do when Kris had his orgasm. There was a lot about this I hadn’t really thought through, but who cared?

When I hadn’t said anything in reply, Kris moaned, “Oh… can I cum in you…?”

“Yeah…” I whispered.

“Oh… ok… oh… oh… OH! Oh, god!” Kris pushed deep inside me and started shaking as his sperm began firing off, filling my vagina. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. I could feel his penis twitching as he orgasmed inside me. It was soooo cool!

And just as my brother finished cumming, I started to, my vagina contracting hard around his penis as I began moaning and groaning, lost in a world of pleasure I’d never before experienced as fully as I was now.

As we both came down from our orgasms I looked up at my brother. He grinned down at me. Then we both began to giggle.

“Wow,” Kris said. “I can’t believe we fucked… that was so cool…”

“Yeah.” I squeezed his butt.

“Did I do ok?”

“Best fuck I ever had,” I said with a smile.

Kris laughed. “Yeah, but it was the only fuck you’ve ever had!”

“So?”

“Ok, good point.” Kris backed up, his penis slipping out of my vagina.

I sat up and stretched. “THAT was fun. We gotta do that a lot more.”

“Really?” Kris grinned. “Cool!”

I placed a hand on my brother’s still hard penis and kissed him. “Yeah… summer just got a lot less dull for us.”

“Cool.” He kissed me back. “Can we fuck again?”

“Absolutely.”

Soon I had laid my brother on his back and was straddling his waist, riding his penis to another wonderful orgasm for us both. Then we went to him doing me doggie-style. Then we fucked in his bed. Then in mine. Then in the shower. Then in the kitchen. Then in our parents bed. Then we stopped and got cleaned up.

Then the next day we fucked some more.

After that we fucked.

Then we fucked again.

You get the idea.

Summer was indeed a lot less dull.

END

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk.

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The Most Dangerous Game

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The Most Dangerous Game
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Alex Hawk

Michelle turned on the small light above our heads and grinned at us. “So you guys like it?” she asked, gesturing around us.

“It’s cool,” I said, looking about the basement. It’s not all that cool, but my cousin Michelle is very, very hot and I have no problem lying.

Actually, the basement wasn’t all that bad. There were a couple couches and a thick carpet that Michelle, my sister Sally and I were all sitting on. There was even a little fridge where she had some Cokes that we were drinking.

My sister and I were spending a few days with our aunt, uncle and cousin. Our parents were on a second honeymoon, which didn’t bother us none. We liked hanging out with Michelle. I especially liked it, given that she, was, well, really hot! I mean big-time hot. Even though she was thirteen, a year younger than me, she could easily pass for sixteen or so and she was just a knockout! I had a major crush on her.

Currently it was late morning. It was summer, so none of us had to worry about school. Michelle’s parents were at work. They’d talked for a moment about a babysitter, but given that I was fourteen, my sister was twelve and Michelle was thirteen, they figured we could handle ourselves.

Michelle had told us about this little hideout of hers last night, but we hadn’t had the chance to check it out. Now here we were, the three of us, sitting around on the carpet together.

We chatted for a bit and then Michelle fired up her Xbox and we spent some time beating the crap out of one another in various video games. It was pretty fun, as was the fact that I got to check out Michelle constantly while we played.

Eventually I had to get up and go to the bathroom. Once I got back, I noticed a change in the atmosphere, and saw Michelle with a small grin on her face, and Sally with a somewhat smaller, more nervous one on hers. I also notice the Xbox is off.

“Uh… what’s up?” I asked, sitting back down on the rug.

“We’re going to play a new game,” Michelle announced. “All three of us.”

“Ok,” I said, up for almost anything. “What game?”

“Strip poker,” she said, looking me right in the eye.

I was very glad I wasn’t drinking from my Coke, cause if I had been, it would’ve sprayed everywhere. “What?”

“Strip poker,” she said again. “You DO know what it is, right, Tyler?”

“Of course I do. I just… wasn’t expecting you to want to play it.”

She shrugged. “Better than nothing. Better than just more video games.”

I looked at Sally. “You’ll be playing, too?” I was less-than-thrilled at the idea of seeing my little sister naked, but if that was what it took for me to get to see Michelle, I was down with it.

Sally shrugged. “I guess. Michelle said she’d give me her iPod if I played.”

I raised an eyebrow, not sure what this meant, but guessing it meant that Michelle wanted to see me naked for some reason and wanted to have Sally there with her. I guessed it was so that Sally could keep me in line if I tried anything.

“Well, ok, I guess we can play.”

“Cool! First, let’s make sure we all have the same number of clothes on.”

A quick count revealed me in my socks, jeans, underwear and t-shirt. Five items, since the socks were counted separately. The girls both had on the same combination of clothes, except that Michelle had a bra (which she needed), and Sally did not (which she’d probably need in a few months). To even us up, Michelle tossed one of her socks onto the couch.

“Ok,” she said, taking out a deck of cards and shuffling them. “Here’s how this works. Whoever has the lowest hand has to remove an article of clothing. Once you’re naked, you’re out of the game.”

“Ok,” I said, trading a glance with my sister. I was sure she wasn’t any more thrilled at the idea of seeing me nude than I was of seeing her nude. Still, I knew she’d always wanted an iPod so Michelle’s bribe was obviously a strong incentive.

Michelle dealt out the cards. I wasn’t sure how she’d ended up as the dealer, but whatever. I took my cards when they came my way and looked at them happily. I had three eights, plus a two and a six! Not bad.

“Ok, let’s go,” Michelle said after a moment.

“I’ll take one,” I said, putting down my two. I got a three in return. No help.

“I’ll take two,” Sally said. She got her two cards and looked reasonably pleased.

“And one for me,” Michelle said. Then she looked at us. “Well? Shall we?”

Sally and I nodded and we placed our cards down. My three-of-a-kind made of eights beat out Sally’s, which was made of fours. As for Michelle, all she had was a pair of nines.

“Ha. Looks like I’m on the track to lose,” she muttered as she pulled off her other sock. “Ok, next hand.”

For my next one I ended up with just a pair of queens, plus some junk cards. I sent the three junk cards back and wound up with two tens and an ace. That gave me two pairs! Not bad. When the time came and we showed our cards, both Michelle and I beat Sally, who had nothing except a king high-card. She grumbled a bit and removed a sock as we got ready for our next hand.

This time I ended up with, well, junk. My best card was a jack, so I kept that and sent back the rest, ending up with a pair of twos. Not great, and not as good as Michelle’s full-house, but, as it turned out, better than Sally’s ten.

“Oh, come on, that’s not fair,” she grumbled as she removed her other sock.

“It’s just part of the game,” Michelle said with a smile. She dealt the cards again.

I stared at mine, wanting them to be better than they were. I had a pair of sevens and nothing else worth having, so I sent back the other three cards and got nothing good in return. When we slapped down our cards, my pair of sevens failed miserably against Sally’s four kings and Michelle’s three tens. I didn’t complain, I just took off my sock, one part of my mind suddenly aware that if either girl lost next, I’d see something interesting. Much more interesting if it was Michelle, of course, but that was at least in part due to there being more of her that was of interest!

This time when the cards went out, I ended up with crap again. I kept my high nine and sent back the others, but ended up with three-of-a-kind, so that was good. From Sally’s face I had an idea that she had something good and was proven right when we put down our cards. She had a flush, the lucky brat. My three-of-a-kind stood no chance against that, but at least it was better than the pair of sixes put down by Michelle.

“Oh, damn,” Michelle said, sounding only slightly annoyed. She shrugged, put down her cards and pulled her t-shirt over her head, leaving her wearing only a bra.

Now a word on Michelle’s breasts. They weren’t the biggest in the world. 32A as I found out later, but they were impressive on a thirteen-year-old and certainly much better than my sister, who was only barely puffing out her shirt. I was disappointed as hell that they were covered by a bra but looked forward to beating her at this game so that I could see the rest.

Michelle dealt the cards again. I don’t want to go into how awful my hand was, but the fact that my high-card, once all was said and done, was a four, should give you some idea. It sucked ass. Wordlessly I removed my other sock and hoped the next hand would be nicer to me.

So currently I was sitting there in my jeans, t-shirt and underwear. Three items. Michelle and Sally both had the same total, with Sally being dressed the same as me and Michelle being in jeans, panties and a bra. The next hand, I figured, would be interesting.

When the next hand went out, my heart jumped. I’d ended up with a full-house! A pure, easy, right-off-the-bat full-house! I couldn’t believe my luck! Unless one of the girls was far luckier than that, I’d see something very neat in a few seconds.

We put down our cards. My full-house beat out Michelle’s pair of kings and beat out Sally’s pair of eights. So there it was. The first pair of breasts I was going to see on a real life girl weren’t going to be much, and they’d be my sister’s.

I could handle that.

Grimacing, I saw Sally was about to protest. Michelle looked at her and mouthed, “iPod,” and Sally rolled her eyes. Then in one smooth, easy motion, pulled her shirt off, leaving her completely topless.

Even though Sally was my sister and only twelve, my very erect virgin penis gave a little jump when I saw her mostly flat chest. That “mostly” part was important. Her nipples were standing out and there was a certain puffiness where I knew a bra would need to go in the not-too-distant future.

While staring at Sally’s breasts, I wanted to make her feel more comfortable, so I forced my eyes to her face and said, “You look very nice, Sally.”

She rolled her eyes. “Thanks, Tyler.” From the faint look on her face that only a brother would understand, I knew she felt at least a little more comfortable.

“How sweet,” Michelle said with a grin and then began to deal the cards again.

This time I ended up with a dog shit hand that gave me nothing but an ace high card. Well, I thought it was the high card anyhow. It lead to some discussion where we determined that, yes, it would be the high card but no, it didn’t beat my sister’s three-of-a-kind of Michelle’s pair of threes. So it was that my shirt joined the pile of clothes on the couch.

The next hand went much better from my point of view. I wound up with a nice straight, which could’ve beaten just about any hand. It was somewhat annoying, therefore, that the best the girls could do was a pair each. With a pair of fours, Sally’s hand was considered the loser. She stood up and, with a faint sigh, removed her jeans, leaving her in just a small pair of white panties. My eyes focused on them, and then on her small breasts and then the panties again, leaving me feeling a weird mix of guilt and horniness.

Then it went to pure horniness as the next hand went out. Sally had the winning hand, but mine was second, leaving Michelle dead last. She’d either remove her bra or her jeans! I had no idea which I wanted more.

What I got was the bra. She reached behind herself and very matter-of-factly unclasped it, throwing it onto the clothes pile and then facing me. I drank in the sight of her rounded, heavenly breasts.

“Aren’t you going to tell me I look nice?” Sally asked. Then, “Hey, hero. Up here.” She snapped her fingers a couple times.

“Huh?” I pulled my eyes up to her face and blushed. “Oh, yes, you look very nice.”

Rolling her eyes, Michelle said to Sally, “Boys can be so stupid sometimes.”

Sally giggled as Michelle began to deal the cards again and it hit me that in this hand I’d either end up in my briefs, Michelle would be in her panties, or I’d see my first vagina when my sister removed her panties. Either way, it was going to be cool, I figured.

My plans to have my first view of a girl’s vagina were thwarted, however, when I completely failed to win the next hand. Ok, I had three kings, so I thought I was set, but both girls ended up with full-houses! How unfair was that shit? Annoyed, I removed my jeans and blushed a bit as both girls were clearly eyeing the bulge in my underwear.

“Getting fun, huh?” my cousin asked, looking at me and my sister both. Then without waiting for us to answer, she started to deal.

I ended up with two pairs, one of sixes and one of jacks. This pleased me greatly, cause I figured with this I’d probably wind up doing quite well. Sure enough, it beat the pair of nines my sister put down and really beat the high card ten that Michelle dropped!

“Oh, I lose,” she said. “Bummer.” There was no real regret in her voice. She winked at me a little, at least I thought she did, then stood up and pulled down her jeans, leaving her in a pair of nice blue panties. I thought I might cum just seeing them, but I restrained myself.

“So,” she said, shuffling the cards. “This hand one of us ends up naked.”

Sally and I said nothing, but we traded looks with each other. I wondered what was going through her mind other than, “I really want an iPod.”
The cards went out and I ended up uncertain. I had a three-of-a-kind, which was decent, but not great. Certainly easy to beat. But I had hopes that at least one of the girls, Michelle, ideally, would be worse off than me. Then Michelle put down her full house and I knew I was probably doomed.

Then Sally put down a pair of kings.

“Oh,” I said, softly.

Sally didn’t say anything. She just stood up and removed her panties and I saw my first vagina. It wasn’t much to look at and I was very slightly disappointed. All I could see was a small, hairless slit. My penis seemed to like it, though, as it was now straining against my underwear like never before.

“Ok, Sally, you’re out,” our cousin said. “And don’t close your legs like that. You can sit Indian-style if you want, but you can’t hide. After all, when I beat Tyler with this hand, he won’t be able to hide what he has.”

“You mean when I beat you? That’s right.”

Michelle only smiled and dealt out the cards. My heart was racing as I looked at mine. A two, a nine, a four, a ten and a second nine. That was promising. I sent back everything but the nines and got back… well, not much. I was left with the pair of nines, hoping that would be enough.

“Well, pony up,” Michelle said, putting down her cards. “Full house.”

“Fuck,” I muttered as I put down my cards.

“Awesome. Naked time!”

I cursed a little more, but I also felt very turned on by the fact that Michelle was going to be seeing my penis. I stayed seated, but lifted my ass enough to pull my underwear off and threw them on top of my sister’s on the clothes pile. At least my erection was able stick up now, free of the fabric.

“Nice,” Michelle said with a smile.

“Thanks.” I saw Sally checking me out, but didn’t pay any attention to it.

“So!” Michelle said clapping her hands. “Guess I might as well take mine off, too.” With that she did as she said, and now I was staring at the bare, glorious, wonderful vagina of my younger cousin. It looked similar to Sally’s, but not identical. As she sat and spread her legs a little, I saw the little hole where I knew the boy’s penis was supposed to go and nearly fainted.

“So now what?” asked Sally. “Can we get dressed?”

“You haven’t earned your iPod yet,” Michelle said, sticking her tongue out. “No, how about some Truth or Dare now?”

“Ok,” I said.

“I guess,” Sally grumbled.

“Ok. Since I won the poker game, I get to go first. So… Tyler. Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” I said.

“You ever kiss a girl?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

“Ok. Your turn.”

“Ok, Truth or dare?” I asked Michelle.

“Truth.”

“You ever kiss a boy?” It was the best I could think of to ask.

“Oh, yes.”

“Ok.” I looked at my naked little sister. “Your turn, I guess.”

“Uhm. Ok. Uh. Michelle, then. Truth or dare.”

“Can’t ask the same person twice in a row.”

“Oh.”

“You also can’t take truth more than three times in a row,” she added.

“Any other rules?” Sally asked in a nasty tone.

“No, that’s it,” Michelle said with a smile.

“Truth or dare, then, Tyler?”

“Truth,” I said, figuring it would be safe.

“You want to fuck Michelle?” Sally asked in the same nasty tone as before.

I blushed deep red. “Uh…”

“If you don’t want to answer, you have to do a dare,” Michelle said with a little grin.

“Uh… well… yes,” I said in a small tone.

“See, that was easy,” Michelle said, smiling at me. “Ok, then, my turn. Truth or dare, Sally?”

“Truth,” Sally said.

“Ok. You ever kiss a boy?”

Shaking her head, she said, “No.”

“Ok. Your turn, Tyler.”

“Ok. Uhm. Truth or dare, then, Michelle?”

“Hmm… dare.”

I paused, unable to think of what to dare her to do. Finally I settled for, “Well… ok, give me a hug.”

Laughing, Michelle said, “Ok.” She moved towards me and hugged me tight, my bare chest pressing against her breasts. It was awkward doing this while sitting, but I wasn’t about to argue.

Then Michelle sat back down again and said, “Ok, I think we need to do a rule change.”

“What? Why?” Sally asked.

“Well, cause the way it is now, you go next and have to ask Tyler, and then I go next and have to ask you, and then he goes and has to ask me. There’s no way to change it. So now the rule is that you can be asked twice in a row, but not three.”

“I guess that’s fair,” Sally said.

“Sounds good to me,” I replied.

“Ok, then, Sally, it’s your turn to ask.”

“Ok. Uhm. Tyler, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” I said.

“Last time you can do that,” Michelle warned. “You have to take a dare before you can do another truth.”

“Ok,” I conceded.

Sally thought for a moment and then, biting her lower lip, said, “Do you really think I look nice like this?”

I nodded. “Yeah, you do.”

“Ok, my turn,” Michelle said. “Sally, truth or dare.”

“Uhm. Truth, I guess.”

“Ok. Do you think Tyler looks good naked?”

“No,” she said with a snort.

“Oh, come on,” Michelle said. “Not at all?”

“Well…” My sister stared right at my penis. “I guess he does.”

“So he does?”

“Yeah.”

“So you lied with your first answer.”

“Uh…” Sally blushed. “Yeah, I guess I did.”

“Ha! Now you get a dare!” She sounded so happy I thought she’d dance a jig.

“Ok, fine,” Sally groused. “What is it?”

“Just do what I did. Give Tyler a hug.”

“Is that all?”

“Yeah.”

Sally moved towards me and hugged me like Michelle had, her mostly flat chest against mine. It still felt pretty nice and made my penis jump a bit.

“Ok, your turn,” Michelle said to me once Sally was sitting again.

“Ok. Truth or dare, Michelle?”

“Truth.”

“Ok. Do you think I look good?” I asked.

“Oh, yes,” she said with an odd grin.

“Ok.”

“My turn,” Sally said. “You gotta take a dare this time, Tyler.”

“Yeah,” I admitted, wondering what I’d be dared to do.

“Ok. Uhm. Stand up so we can see your butt.”

“Ok,” I said with a laugh. I stood up and let both girls get a good look, then sat down again.

“Cool, nice butt,” Michelle said.

“Yeah, yeah. Your turn,” I said, feeling vaguely complimented.

“Ok. Sally, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Ok. Would you like to try touching Tyler’s penis to see what it feels like?”

Said penis gave a little jump as Sally hesitated.

“Careful not to lie,” Michelle added.

“You’re just asking if I would be willing to, not telling me to, right?”

“Yeah.”

Shrugging, Sally said, “Yeah, I guess.”

“Ok,” Michelle said with a smile and I knew what Sally’s next dare would be.

“Ok,” I said. “Michelle, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Ok. Uhm. How far have you gone with a boy?”

“All the way,” she said instantly.

“You mean… like even fucking?” Sally asked into the quiet.

“Yep.”

“Oh. Well. Your turn, then, Sally.”

“Ok. Truth or dare, Tyler?”

“Dare,” I said, feeling a little bold.

“Ok.” She bit her lower lip and looked right at my penis. “Can I… touch it?”

“Sure,” I said softly.

Sally reached out and brushed a couple fingers along the length of my penis and then wrapped her hand around it. “It feels warm!” she said with a surprised tone of voice.

“Yeah,” I said, my mind spinning at the fact that my little sister was holding onto my penis.

“My turn now,” Michelle said once Sally sat back down. “You gotta take dare this time, Sally.”

“Yeah, I know. Dare.”

“Ok.” My cousin moved closer to my sister. “Kiss me.”

“Kiss you?” Sally echoed.

“Yes.”

“On the mouth?”

“Yes.”

Sally thought for a second, and then said, “Well, ok.” She leaned towards Michelle and pressed her lips against Michelle’s. She started to pull away then, but Michelle put her hand on the back of Sally’s head and held her there for a moment, kissing her. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

“Nice,” Michelle said once they stopped kissing. “Your turn,” she added to me.

“Right.” I tried to focus past the hormones. “Er… ok, Michelle. Truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“Ok. How many boys have you, you know, been with?”

“Been fucked by?”

“Yeah.”

“Three.” She looked directly into my eyes and then added, “So far.”

I felt myself blush as Sally said, “Ok, my turn. Truth or dare, Tyler?”

“Truth,” I said, unable to take a dare right now.

“Have you ever fucked a girl?”

“No,” I said, ‘fessing up to my virginity.

“Alright,” said Michelle. “Sally, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” she said.

“How boring,” Michelle replied with a calm smile, then said, “Ok, did you like holding your brother’s penis?”

“Uhm.” Sally blushed. “Yes.”

“Ok.”

Into the quiet, I said, “Sally, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

With a wicked grin, I said, “Which did you like better? Kissing Michelle or holding my penis?”

“Oh, don’t make me answer that!” Sally said with a little laugh. “They were both about the same.”

“Hmmm… well, I guess I’ll accept that,” I said in a haughty tone.

“Yeah, well, you’ll also get asked if you want a truth or a dare,” Sally said.

I laughed. “Ok, dare.”

“Kiss Michelle like I did.”

“Oh, sure, torture me,” I said as I moved towards Michelle. She grinned and put her arms around me, pulling me close as our lips locked and our tongues danced together.

After the kiss was broken, Michelle said, “Tyler?”

“Yeah?”

“Truth or dare?”

“Oh, come on, not me again.”

“Yep.”

I thought for a second. “Dare,” I said, since those were proving interesting.

“Ok, go suck on one of Sally’s nipples and rub the other with your hand.”

“Uh…” I looked at Sally. “What if she says no?”

“She won’t,” Michelle said certainly. “First, she wants the iPod, second she wants to know what it feels like and third she knows she’ll be able to get revenge on me in a later dare.”

“Is that true?” I asked my sister. She nodded, and said, “Especially the third part.”

As Michelle stuck her tongue out at Sally, I moved close my sister and said, “Well, ok.”

Sally sort of leaned back on her arms a little as I got near to her. She let out a little gasp as my hand came to a rest on the smooth skin of her left breast and then let out a quiet moan as my mouth closed around her right nipple.

Doing as I was told in the dare, I started by gently sucking my sister’s nipple while my hand on her other breast was simply motionless. Then I decided to start moving that hand, which she seemed to enjoy, and began licking the nipple as well as sucking it.

After a little bit Michelle said, “Ok, that’s enough,” and I sat back, looking at my sister and feeling a confusing set of emotions, most of them centering around lust.

Once my brain was working a little better, I said, “Ok, Michelle. Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

Wanting to give my sister more pleasure, and remembering how hot it had been watching her and Michelle kiss, I said, “Ok, do what I just did.”

Michelle grinned and said, “Ok!” She went to my sister and started licking and sucking on one of her nipples. This put me into a position where I could watch Sally’s face and was pleased to see that yes, she did seem to really like having that done.

When she was done, Michelle sat back and said, “Hey, you guys wanna go all dares from here on? It’s more interesting than just questions, right?”

“Ok,” Sally said.

“Sure,” was my reply.

“Cool. Well, your turn, Sally.”

“Ok, Michelle. I dare you to kiss Tyler’s penis.”

“Alright!” said my cousin as grinned at me, then moved towards me, leaned down and gave the tip of my penis a rather sloppy wet kiss, then gave it a little lick as she moved away. It was a minor touch, but it felt incredible!

Once she was back in her usual spot, Michelle said, “Ok, Sally. I dare you to put your middle finger in my vagina.”

My eyes went wide as Sally grimaced a bit and said, “Really?”

“Yeah, really. Just for a few seconds.” She smiled. “Imagine how jealous Tyler will be.”

Giggling a bit, Sally said, “Well, ok.” She licked her middle finger as Michelle spread her legs, and then slowly slid it inside her. I watched in utter rapture and amazement as it went in all the way. I’d never seen anything like it!

Once that show was done, it was my turn to issue a dare. I knew what I wanted to dare Michelle (to let me do what Sally had just done), but I was way too cowardly to actually ask her right now, so I went to my sister instead.

“Alright, Sally. Come, uhm… come hold my penis again.”

Blushing a little, Sally said, “Ok,” and wrapped her hand around my teenage penis, just holding it steady. It was a good thing she wasn’t stroking me, or I’d have cum right then and there.

After about half a minute, she let go and said, “Tyler, I dare you to lick and suck on Michelle’s breasts like you did with mine.”

“Sure!” I said enthusiastically. Michelle grinned as I went to her and placed my hand on her left breast while my mouth went around her right nipple. I closed my eyes and let out a happy sigh, pleased I was getting to touch a girl I had a crush on in such a way.

“You like that?” Michelle asked me after a bit.

“Yeah.”

“Cool. Now go back over to Sally.” Slightly confused I did so as Michelle said, “Sally, I dare you to let him put his pinky inside your vagina.”

Staring daggers at our cousin, Sally said, “Fine,” as she laid back and spread her legs high and wide for me. Reaching down with her fingers she opened her vagina and I could see the hole. “Lick your finger first, like I did.”

“Ok,” I said, a little breathlessly. I licked the pinky on my trembling right hand and moved it slowly between my sister’s legs until it was at the entrance to her young vagina. I swallowed and pushed it inside slowly, feeling layer after layer of warm bliss surrounding the finger as I worked it all the way into my sister.

“Oh…” gasped Sally as my finger sank into place.

“Is that good?” I asked.

“Oh, yes, Tyler. Oh, wow…”

Operating on instinct, I moved my finger back and forth inside my sister’s vagina, savoring the sensation of the flesh clinging to my pinky. It was incredible! My penis twitched as I imagined what it would be like to have it in there.

“Ok, kids, don’t make this an all day project,” said Michelle after a few moments.

“Sorry,” I said, as I pulled back, my finger sliding out of my sister’s vagina. Then I looked at my cousin and said, “Your dare is to let me do the same thing to you.”

“Sure, but use your middle finger, ok? It’s bigger,” she said as she got onto the same position my sister had just been in.

Not one to argue, I got between Michelle’s legs and easily slid my middle finger into her wonderful vagina. It felt different from my sister’s, though every bit as amazing! I’d never cum without touching myself before, but by fingering my cousin I learned that it might be possible to do so!

“Enjoying yourself?” asked Michelle.

“Yeah!”

She grinned. “Cool. Now stop, so Sally can ask her next dare.”

“Huh? Oh, oh, yeah. Ok.”

I went back to my place, my penis oozing precum like there was no tomorrow as Sally said, “Ok, Michelle. I dare you to kiss Tyler on the mouth.”

“We already did that,” pointed out Michelle.

“Yeah, but this time you have to stand up while you’re doing it and hold his butt.”

“No problem,” she said with a smile. She came over to me and said, “Up you get.”

“Alright.” I stood.

Michelle put her arms around me and pulled me close so that my penis was pressed between our bodies and her breasts were against my chest. Then we started kissing as she moved her hands down to cup my ass. God, it was the best kiss I’d ever had in my life!

“You’re a very good kisser, Tyler.”

“Thanks.”

She gave my ass one last squeeze and then sat down, saying, “Ok, I’ve got an idea for a new game.”

“What?” I asked.

“Doubles dare.”

“Double dare?” I asked.

“No, Doubles dare.”

“And that is?” Sally asked.

“Well, basically each of us gets to dare the other two to do something. Anything. And just like before the other couple has to do it.”

“Sounds fine to me,” I said quickly.

“Sally?” Michelle asked. “IPod, remember?”

Rolling her eyes, Sally said, “Ok. This is getting kind of fun anyhow.”

“Good. Now! For my first dare, I get to dare you two to do something, and you have to do it, ok?”

“Ok,” my sister and I both said.

To Sally, she said, “I want you two to kiss, only I want him to lay on top of you while you guys make out.”

“Uh… ok,” Sally said.

I moved to my sister and got on top of her. It sounds like a simple thing, but it meant that for the first time in my life I was positioned well for intercourse, with my penis rubbing right against her vagina. I suddenly started to wonder if I was going to be a virgin by the end of the day.

“Am I a good kisser?” Sally asked after we broke contact.

“Yeah,” I said with a smile.

“Cool.”

“Ok, so now I get to dare you guys to do something, right?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Michelle said with a nod.

“Ok, uhm… well, let me watch you guys finger each other for a bit.”

“Ok,” Michelle said, smiling as she looked at my sister.

The two girls moved close to each other and each one moved their hand down to the other’s vagina. I watched in rapt happiness as my cousin’s finger slid into my sister’s body and vice-versa. God, it was so cool! I understood now why so many guys liked looking at lesbian porn.

Michelle began moving her finger in a nice steady rhythm inside my sister’s vagina. I saw Sally’s eyes cross and she let out a little gasp.

“You like that?” Michelle whispered.

“Yeah…”

“Cool.”

After a few moments of fingering, Michelle started making out with Sally, and then withdrew her finger and sat back with a little grin her face. Looking back over at Sally she said, “Your turn.”

Looking slightly devious, Sally said, “Ok. Tyler, I want you to rub your penis up against Michelle’s vagina. Don’t put it in, just rub it.”
I sat there with a stupid grin on my face and said, “Ok!”

Michelle laid back and spread her legs, cocking her finger at me and gesturing for me to come towards her. I did, my penis in hand. Once I was close enough I started rubbing it against her vagina, moving it kind of like a paint brush. God, it was fantastic! I so wanted to fuck her more than just about anything, even though I knew if I did, I might manage one thrust before I came. Maybe.

Once I was seated, Michelle said, “Well. My turn.” Looking directly at Sally she said, “I want Tyler to put his penis inside your vagina.”

The room went deathly silent.

“Trust me,” Michelle continued. “You’ll love it. Besides, you two really should lose your virginities to each other.”

Sally looked at me and I looked at her. Eventually she said, “I… I don’t know… all the way?”

“Yes, that’s how it works.”

“For how long?” she asked in a small voice.

“Until he cums. I don’t think that’ll take long,” my cousin said, winking at me.

Sally licked her lips nervously and stared at my penis. I was motionless, too scared/horny to react.

“Well…” she said after a year’s worth of seconds. “I guess just once wouldn’t hurt.”

“No, it wouldn’t.” Michelle looked at me. “Then after you fuck her, you get to fuck me.”

My heart and penis both jumped. I was apparently right about losing my virginity today!

“I’ll help you guys, don’t worry,” Michelle reassured us. “First, Sally, lay on your back and spread your legs as high and wide as you can.”

“Ok,” she said, doing so.

“Let me just make sure everything is ready,” Michelle said. She got between my sister’s legs and, to my amazement, leaned down and started licking Sally’s vagina! I watched as she ran her tongue down the slit, up inside and all over the place while Sally squirmed and wiggled in what I assumed was total bliss.

“Right, you’re ready,” Michelle said after a moment. She moved away from Sally and said, “Now, Tyler. Get between her legs just like you were with me earlier.”

“Alright,” I said, getting into position, my eager penis just a few inches from my sister’s vagina.

Michelle took hold of me and lined me up. “Now go slow. Really, really slow, ok? You don’t want to hurt her.”

I nodded, took a deep breath and pushed forward. I wasn’t sure exactly how I was supposed to do it. Was it supposed to be stop-and-go, or just go in all at once, or what? What I figured out pretty quickly was that I had to work it back and forth. It took some doing, but it wasn’t long before I’d worked my entire fourteen-year-old virgin penis into my younger sister’s twelve-year-old virgin vagina, stopping only once my pubic hair was resting against her.

“Holy fuck…” I whispered.

“You like that?” Michelle asked, resting her hand on my ass.

“Oh, god, yes.” I looked down at Sally as my penis was bathing in the warm folds of her vagina. “You like it, Sally?”

“Yeah…” she whispered.

“Move it in and out,” Michelle instructed.

I nodded and started slowly fucking my sister. With the first couple thrusts, I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Sure enough, after less than ten strokes, I found myself pushing as deep into Sally as I could get and holding myself there as my penis fired my sperm deep into my little sister’s vagina.

“Oh, god,” I gasped, once I was finally done cumming. The orgasm had seemed to last forever, even though it was entirely too short.

“Congrats,” Michelle said, grinning at me. “You’ve both just committed incest. Now pull out.”

I did and flopped onto the floor next to Sally, still breathing hard.

“You had fun, Sally?” Michelle asked.

“Yeah… it felt really good.” She smiled shyly.

“Gonna do it again with him?”

Looking at me, Sally said, “If he wants.”

“Oh, I want,” I managed to say with a little chuckle.

“Cool.” Michelle gave my sister a kiss and then said, “There’s a small bathroom over there. Why don’t you go get a shower while I fuck your brother?”

“Ok.” Sally got up, a little unsteadily, and walked towards the bathroom, a bit of my sperm trailing down her thigh.

“So, here we are,” Michelle said, laying next to me.

“Yeah.” I propped myself up on an arm and looked at her. “You planned this all along, didn’t you?”

“Of course,” she admitted. “I wanted to do you and I wanted to do Sally and I thought watching you do each other would be hot. It was.” She grinned wolfishly. “Besides, not every guy gets to lose it to his sister.”

“That was pretty cool,” I conceded.

“Anyhow,” she said, taking my penis in her hand. “This way I’d make sure you’d last a little longer when you fucked me.”

“That makes sense.”

“Now, let’s make sure you’re good and ready,” Michelle said. She sat up a little, opened her mouth and lowered it down around my penis. I let out a loud gasp as she did; I was pretty sensitive still after cumming.

After blowing me for a couple minutes, Michelle must’ve decided I was hard I was going to get. She pulled her mouth way, gave me a kiss and then straddled me. Then my cousin got into position and slowly lowered her thirteen-year-old vagina around my fourteen-year-old penis.

“Oh, god, that’s nice,” I said as I entered completely.

“Oh, yeah… god, you got a good dick, Tyler…”

Even though I’d cum in my sister only a few moments before I started fucking my cousin, it still wasn’t more than a couple minutes before another load of my sperm was shot into Michelle’s vagina. I’d lasted longer than I had with Sally, but not by much.

When Sally came back from her shower, the three of us sat around talking and chatting for a bit before we started fucking again. We did it all day. My favorite thing ended up being when one of the girls rode my penis while the other straddled my face with the two of them kissing. It was way cool!

We spent pretty much the entire time at my aunt and uncle’s place fucking whenever we could. One night Michelle and I even screwed in her bed, which was cool and kinda dangerous since parents had the room next door.

As for Sally, well, even after we went home, she and I still fucked a lot. She’d decided she really liked sex, and I could empathize! It added a new aspect to our relationship and, hey, I sure wasn’t complaining!

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

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