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A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 05 – Late September

October 17, 2008

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 05 – Late September
By
Alex Hawk

Time went by. Late September rolled around and I was getting antsy and horny again.

Now that I’d lost my virginity, I found myself looking at my male classmates in different ways. I’d see a boy, wonder what he looked like naked and wonder if he was any good in bed. I hadn’t found out with any of them yet, but I figured I probably would soon.

About two weeks into the school year I decided it was time for me to make my move on one of them. And I wanted the one I made my move on to be a virgin. I’d fucked three boys so far, but none of them were virgins when I did. So I wanted my next one to be.

One Friday night I was staying at the home of my friend, Kelly. She was a year younger than me at eleven, and was just starting to get very boy-crazy. We’d known each other most of our lives and were very close. I’d kept her in the dark about certain aspects of my sex life (like the fact that I had one now). I didn’t want to make her jealous because she was still a virgin.

Happily, so was her thirteen-year-old brother, Scott.

Scott was pretty much a geek. He was gangly, he had mousy looking hair. He was also friendly and had a decent personality (when you could pry him away from his computer, that is). He and I had always gotten along pretty well.

So I decided that Scott was going to be the first virgin boy I was going to seduce. I didn’t bother to make any real plans for how I was going to get him into bed. I figured I’d just stay the night at Kelly’s house and take it from there.

Kelly ended up falling asleep that night at a little after eleven o’clock. At about 11:30, once I was completely sure she was sleeping, I got out of the sleeping bag I had on the floor. I’d been sleeping in my bra and panties. Now I pulled a nightgown out of my backpack and put that on, removing my panties as I did so. Ready to go, I headed quietly into the hallway and down towards Scott’s room.

Once there, I paused, listening at his bedroom door. I heard what sounded like a video game, so I knocked gently.

“Who is it?”

“Madison,” I said quietly.

“Oh, just a second.”

Scott opened up the door. He was wearing a Linkin Park t-shirt and a pair of boxers. Nothing else. That would save time, I thought.

“Hey, Madison,” he said with a shy smile. “What’s up?”

“Nothing, really. Kelly is asleep and I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d see what you were up to, since you’re the only one awake.”

“Oh! Well, come on in. Sorry about the mess.”

I walked into Scott’s bedroom, taking care to shut the door firmly behind me. Then I took in the sights and smells. It was… well, it was the bedroom of a thirteen-year-old boy. He was somewhat cleaner than my brother, but that was about all you could say for him.

“Nice,” I lied as Scott cleared off a patch of bed for me. I was beginning to have some slight second thoughts about this plan, given that I planned to fuck him in here.

“Sorry,” he said again as he sat down at his computer.

“That’s ok. What are you playing?” I asked, looking at the screen.

“World of Warcraft.”

“Oh. You like it?”

He shrugged. “It’s not like the best MMORPG ever, but it’s pretty cool.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah, I’m a fortieth level paladin.”

“Is that good?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah!”

“Cool.”

“Here, have a look at him.”

I stood up and walked over to the computer. Once there I placed one my hands on Scott’s shoulder and peered at the screen, seeing your basic knight in shining armor.

“Cool, I guess,” I said. “But why do you want to be someone else?”

“Well, I’m not really him,” Scott said a little awkwardly. “But… I don’t know. When I’m in the game, no one knows what I am in real life, and it’s kind of cool to be the crusading knight, going around helping people and stuff.”

“What’s wrong with who you are in real life?”

He shrugged. “Nothing, I guess. I’m just kind of… well, you know. Boring. I guess.”

I put my other hand on his other shoulder and, holding both, slowly rotated him around on his chair until he was facing me.

“You’re not boring,” I said with a smile.

Scott chuckled a little. “Well, I’m not very interesting.”

“Says who?”

“Most people,” he replied with a shrug.

I leaned forward and kissed him on the nose. “Well, I think you’re interesting.”

“You… you do?” he asked, swallowing nervously.

“Oh, yes.”

“Oh. Most people think I’m boring.”

“I’m not most people.”

Nodding, Scott said, “Yeah… I know.”

“You know,” I said, straddling his waist, very conscious of the fact that I wasn’t wearing any panties and he was only in his boxers. “I’ve always liked you, Scott.”

“You have?” he said, sounding surprised.

“Yeah.” I moved my face close to his and started kissing him slowly and tenderly right on his mouth.

Scott seemed surprised. VERY surprised, which I guess was understandable. Still, he rallied and started kissing me back. Under the fabric of his boxers, I could feel his penis straining against my vagina.

“Mmmm… what’s this?” I whispered, reaching down to rub the tent.

“Uhhh… oh, I’m sorry… it’s just…”

“Shhh…” I kissed him again. Then I sat up a little and lifted my nightgown over my head, leaving me naked. Scott’s eyes went wide, but before he could say anything, I started kissing him again.

I broke the kiss after a bit. “Are you still virgin?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said, a tremble in his voice.

I smiled. “Not for much longer.” Then I resumed kissing him as his eyes went wide.

After a couple more minutes of intense kissing, I was getting really, really horny. I reached down inside the fly of Scott’s boxers, extracting his teenage penis. It was about four inches long, I figured. Very nice. I stroked it slowly as I kissed him.

Finally I got tired of the kissing. I sat up a little and, holding Scott’s penis straight up, said, “Watch this.”

“Ok…”

The chair wasn’t the easiest place for this, but I had to make do. At least it didn’t have any arms to get in my way. Steadying myself a little, I lifted up and then lowered back down, feeling Scott’s thirteen-year-old virgin penis slide smoothly and easily into my eager twelve-year-old vagina. Just that easily I turned this young boy into a young man.

“Oh, shit,” Scott muttered, looking down at where he disappeared into me.

“You like that?”

“Yeah…”

“Good.”

I worked Scott’s shirt off him and then began kissing him again as I rode his penis. I figured since it was his first time, he probably wouldn’t last too long before he came inside me, and I wanted to make sure I had as much fun as I could before he did. Plus I loved the feeling of my breasts against his bare chest.

We fucked on the chair for several minutes. I was beginning to wonder why Scott hadn’t cum yet. Clearly he was enjoying himself.

“When was the last time you got off?” I asked after a bit.

Scott blushed a little. “About five minutes before you came in.” He turned a little more red. “And about half-an-hour before that.”

I laughed a little. “No wonder.” I kissed him again and lifted off him, feeling his penis slide out of me. “Let’s go to the bed, ok?”

“Ok.”

Scott took a moment to remove his boxers as I went over and laid down on the bed, my legs spread. He got between them, penis pointing up at the ceiling.

Looking down at me, Scott said, “So… do I just…”

“Get on top of me.”

“Ok.” Scott settled his nude teenage body on top of me, his penis brushing against my vagina.

I took him in my hand and lined him up. “Push it in.”

“Ok…” Scott pushed forward and I felt his penis slide back into my vagina where it belonged.

“There,” I whispered, reaching back to rest a hand on his ass. “Now start fucking.”

“Ok…” Scott closed his eyes and began moving, slowly at first, but then with more confidence as he got used to having sex. He opened his eyes and smiled down at me. “I can’t believe we’re really doing this.”

“We are.”

“Yeah, I know…” Visibly forcing himself to stop fucking me, Scott held himself still and said, “Why?”

“Why?”

“Yeah. Why are we doing it?”

“Cause I wanted to.”

He thought about that. “Ok. Uhm… when I’m… you know… do I need to… take it out?”

“No, you can cum inside me.”

“Alright…”

“Now fuck me, ok?”

“Ok.”

Scott’s lean, naked body began moving on top of me again. Once more he started slow, but soon was fucking me with gusto. I knew he was going to cum soon, and I was proved right when he began moaning quietly and pushed deep inside me as his penis twitched and his sperm was released into my vagina.

I let out a few little moans of my own as the boy climaxed inside me. It wasn’t enough to get me off, but I had at least gotten close, and more importantly, I’d taken a boy’s virginity for the first time. It was something I looked forward to doing again as soon as possible!

Scott stopped moving and lay still on top of me, penis still inside my body. I reached up and brushed a bit of hair out of his face.

“What did you think?” I asked.

Scott smiled a little nervously. “That was… I never felt anything like that…”

“Good,” I said. I hugged him tight, feeling his smooth chest against my bare breasts. “Now get of me for a moment.”

“Ok.” Scott rolled over to lay next to me on the bed, gasping a little as his penis withdrew from my vagina. “So… does this mean we’re, like, boyfriend and girlfriend now?”

I shook my head. “No. It means we’re fuck-buddies. It means that we can get together and have sex, but we won’t be dating. We’ll be friends with benefits.”

“Oh.” He seemed to consider this. “But we’ll be having more sex, right?”

“Oh, yes.”

He grinned stupidly. “Cool.”

“More fun than ‘World of Warcraft’, eh?”

“Oh!” He sat up and looked at the clock. “I was supposed to be going on a raid with some friends a few minutes ago.”

I snuggled up and put a hand on his still-slightly stiff penis. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I thought we might fuck again, but if you’d rather, you can go play your video game.”

Scott panicked for a moment. “No, please! I’d rather do this some more!”

I laughed. “God, you look like I threatened to hide your teddy-bear.”

He laughed. “No, I’d rather have you next to me than him.”

“Ok, then.” I leaned over and kissed him. It was just a peck at first but within moments we were going at it hardcore, and his penis was once more back to being incredibly hard.

“Madison?” Scott asked after a few minutes of kissing.

“Yeah?”

“Can we do it again now?”

I laughed a little. “Sure.” I moved onto my back and spread my legs.

Scott got on top of me, still kissing me as he reached down between our bodies, trying to guide his penis back into me. Eventually I took it into my hand and put him in the right place, feeling a wave of joy wash over me as he slid back into my vagina.

“Oooooh…” he whispered as he sank into me. “Oh, this is so cool…”

“Yeah.”

I moved my hands back to their usual place (resting on the ass of whatever boy was fucking me), and closed my eyes, relaxing and really getting into the fact that, so far, I was the only girl this boy had ever fucked.

Scott buried his head in my shoulder. “I can’t believe how good this feels…” he whispered as he kept fucking me.

I whispered back, “Believe it.”

After a couple minutes of fucking me, Scott abandoned the simple back-and-forth, in-and-out, and started moving his hips in a circle; literally screwing me and giving me pleasure in all new ways. I smiled slightly to myself. It was one of my favorite ways to get fucked, and I was glad I didn’t have to bother to teach it to him.

“Mmmm…” I purred. “That’s nice…”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…”

“I’m gonna cum soon,” Scott whispered as he began fucking faster.

“Ok…”

I focused my eyes on the site of his cute, naked body moving on top of me as he fucked, feeling my own orgasm approaching. I wondered which of us would wind up climaxing first. Would it be him, with his penis spurting inside me, or would it be me, with my vagina clutching at him as he thrust?

As it turned out, from what I could tell, we both came at about the same time. Even looking back at it later, I had no idea which of had cum first. To me, though, that was a good sign, and indicated that I’d picked the perfect boy to devirginize.

After we were done, Scott slid his penis out of my vagina and laid down on the bed next to me, breathing hard and grinning. I smiled back at him and gave him another kiss.

“That was sweet,” I said.

“Yeah,” he said back, still smiling.

“I need to get back to Kelly’s bedroom,” I said, standing up and feeling a tiny bit of Scott’s sperm leak out of me.

Scott sat up. “Oh, ok.” He reached for his boxers. “Uhm… are we going to do this again?”

With my nightgown in my hand, I leaned down and kissed him again. “You bet your ass we will.”

“Good.”

On that happy note, I gave him one last kiss and went back to Kelly’s room, feeling sated and victorious.

END OF PART FIVE

Copyright 2007 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

So our heroine gets her first virgin. Any bets on if it’s going to be her last? Anyone? Yeah, I thought not. 😛

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Holiday Cabin – Part Four

September 20, 2018

Holiday Cabin – You Touch Mine, I’ll Touch Yours
By
Unknown

It was late afternoon, before dinner. Jessica and Jack were in their own cabin (having some seriously hot sex in bed) whilst Wanda and Gareth were naked and kneeling on the bed in their own cabin next door.

“More of the same then?” Wanda smiled to her brother, glancing down at his throbbing erection.

“Yeah, I guess,” Gareth said,

“Though I was thinking of…er…”

“What?”

“I don’t know if you’d like it. It’s just a suggestion…”

“What?” repeated Wanda.

“We could,”,

“do it. Y’know, have sex.”

“Yeah?”

“If you wanted too,” Gareth shrugged,

“I mean…it’s a bit of big step from just playing each other to have full sex, especially as I’m only twelve and you’re only eleven. But, it seems kinda natural.”

“I’d love to!”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah! Definitely. I’ve been thinking about it. It seems a natural…progression. Shall we do it then?”

“Absolutely!” Wanda smiled and leaned forward and gave her brother a loving kiss, no tongues involved but nonetheless a nice lingering kiss on the lips that they both savoured, anticipating what would take place next.

“Well,” Gareth began,

“Do you want to er…lie down? I’ll go on top.”

“Why don’t I go on top?” suggested Wanda,

“I’ll feel more comfortable being in control. Then you can go on top next time.” Next time, though Gareth. He was so delighted at the idea of this being regular! He lay on his back, his cock feeling stiffer than it had ever been, whilst he watched Wanda kneel astride his hips, her puffy cunt-lips glistening wetly above his erection. Wanda reached down and gripped her brother’s cock, holding it upright and rubbing the bell-end against her lips. Gareth had never had anyone else even see his hard dick before this holiday, now it was almost normal to have his sister touching it, and now he was preparing to slide it up into his sister’s vagaina. He licked his lips and looked up and Wanda.

“Ready?” she smiled, sweetly.

“Go for it Wanda.” The girl lowered herself, both looking down and watching as the purple, mushroom-head of Gareth’s young tool pushed up between Wanda’s bald lips. One the first inch was in her twat, Wanda took her hands from her brother’s cock and placed them on her knees as she knelt over her brother, his penis upright, the head clenched in his sister’s lips. She lowered herself a bit more, paused, then held her breath and impaled herself down.

“Oh God!” she gasped, eyes shut, all five-inches of her brother’s dick in her cunt.

“You okay?” asked Gareth, concern for his sister overtaking the joy of feeling his penis firmly lodged in her cunt.

“Yeah,” replied Wanda, opening her eyes, breathing deeply,

“It’s just…a little sore. At first. It’s okay now though. Is it in?”

“It’s in. All the way in.”

“Whoa, I’m no longer a virgin!”

“Neither am I!” They giggled. Wanda leaned forwards, placing her hands flat on her brother’s smooth, firm chest. She kissed him delicately on the lips then knelt upright again. She raised herself, half of her brother’s cock sliding out her cunt, the lowered herself again. The mild pain had vanished and she just felt light ripples of pleasure emanating from her pierced cunt. She began lifting herself up and down, Gareth feeling a little guilty that he wasn’t doing any work. He began pushing his hips upwards a little when his sister lowered herself whilst bringing his hands up to lightly grasp her waist. The muscles in his slender arms tensed as he helped push the girl upwards and then bring her down. They grinned at each other as they hit a good rhythm, working in unison as they fucked. Gareth’s climax didn’t take long to rise. He tried to will himself to hold on but after just a couple of minutes his sperm was ready to shoot. He began thrusting up hard, pulling his sister onto his cock.

“I’m cumming sis,” he announced,

“Oh yeah…I’m gonna cum!”

“Do it,” Wanda panted, riding her brother faster and faster,

“Shoot it up me, up my cunt.”

“UUUUUH!” Gareth drove upwards, sticking his cock far up into his sister’s cunt and spurting his young sperm into her womb. Gareth filled her snatch with his semen then slowed down his thrusting, Wanda ceasing riding her brother. She remained astride him as they stopped their humping, both out of breath. Gareth grinned up at the girl.

“That was fantastic!” he said.

“Yeah! Wow, that just felt so…great!” She leaned forwards again and kissed her brother. Then she dismounted him, Gareth’s limp cock slipping out of her cunt, slick and shiny. Wanda lay next to her brother, both looking up at the ceiling.

“I think I came a bit to quickly,” Gareth said,

“Sorry.”

“That’s okay! It doesn’t matter, it was fun.”

“Yeah, but I wanted you to cum.”

“Don’t worry Gareth! Seriously! It’s your first time…and mine. We’re not experts. It’ll take a bit of practise before we get to do it properly, when you can last for ages and we can try different positions and things.”

“Do you want to do this often?”

“Sure. Do you?”

“Absolutely,” confirmed Gareth, who then turned on his side, propped up on an elbow and looking at his sister,

“You know earlier, when we were kissing? When we said it was just…practise?”

“Yeah,” replied Wanda, looking up at her brother.

“Well…I don’t really think of it as practise. I mean…I don’t want to just kiss and have sex and stuff then go off and use all these…skills, as it were…on another girl. I just want you. I want to have sex with you a lot and for you to be…well, my girlfriend.”

“Are you going all mushy and romantic on me?” giggled Wanda.

“No!” Gareth retorted, defensively,

“I mean…not really. Well…basically, I love you Wanda. I don’t want any other girl. No other girls are as pretty as you.”

“Thanks,” smiled Wanda,

“I love you too. I’ve had a crush on you for a while. When I masturbate – on my own or with you – it’s you I think about. I don’t want anyone else, it’s you I really love and I’ve always thought to myself that it’s far more natural to love a brother than someone else, given that we’ve known each other all our lives. Of course, it’d be hard for us to be, like…boyfriend and girlfriend! Mum and dad would freak out if they saw us holding hands and kissing. And having sex! But I think we should, y’know…have sex and kiss whilst we’re here with this cabin to ourselves, like we’re a couple. And we can do this when we go back home, but out of sight of everyone else.”

“Sounds good to me…honey,” Gareth smiled. Wanda giggled, but she was delighted at her brother’s affection. Gareth kissed Wanda lovingly, snaking his tongue into her throat, his hands running over her flat chest. It wasn’t long before his cock re-stiffened, his arousal levels so high being so close to his sister and exploring her mouth with his tongue. Wanda felt her brother’s stiff rod nudging her thigh.

“Do you wanna do it again?” asked Gareth.

“Absolutely! You can go on top this time.” Wanda spread her legs and Gareth mounted her, reaching down and guiding his erection up into her tight snatch.
Shortly afterwards, the kids were over at their parent’s cabin. They were all dressed smartly and they went out for the evening to the nearby town. Back at the park at nine, with the Summer sun going down, they strolled along the beach together. Jessica and Jack, naturally, held hands. Strolling behind their parents, Wanda reached out and held Gareth’s hand. They smiled silently to each other, their parents unaware that behind them their children were strolling along hand-in-hand like a couple. They daren’t do it for long though, the siblings letter go of each other’s hands after a short while. It was a brief thrill though. By nine-thirty, they’d returned to the park. Goodnights were said along the gravel path between the cabins before Jessica and Jack went to theirs and Gareth and Wanda went to their cabin.

“Shall we go to bed early?” Wanda asked her brother as they stood in the living room, putting her hands on his shoulders.

“Why don’t we er…do it here?” suggested Gareth. Wanda smiled and kissed her brother. Then she stood back and began taking off her clothes. Gareth did likewise, glancing aside to ensure the drapes were shut. Soon they were both naked.

“Let’s do it on the sofa,” Gareth said, sitting down, his cock sticking upright and throbbing. Wanda strolled over and knelt in front of her brother on the floor. She reached out and took his cock in her hand and licked her lips.

“I wanna try oral,” she said,

“Can I?”

“Of course sis! Go for it.” Wanda smiled then leaned forwards, delicately placing her lips over the crown of her brother’s penis. She took her hand away from it so she was holding the cock upright in her mouth, then she lowered her head some more, taking all but an inch of Gareth’s tool into her mouth.

“That’s good Wanda,” breathed Gareth, overjoyed at the sensation of his sister’s warm, wet mouth round his prick. Wanda bathed her brother’s cock with her tongue, slurping softly on it and bobbing her head a little. Her brown hair was fairly short but it was long enough to hang down and tickle her brother’s lap. Gareth closed his eyes and sat back, enjoying his first ever blow-job. The boy expected this to just be a bit of foreplay but his sister sucked him off for several minutes. Wanda loved sucking her brother’s cock, feeling his stiffness in her mouth and licking it, savoring the taste of the firm flesh. She bobbed her head a little quicker, feeling Gareth’s shiny cock head sear her tonsils. She could sense her brother’s climax begin to approach and she had the overwhelming urge to drink his cum. It had looked so sensuous and pure and white when she’d watched it spurt over Gareth’s belly. She wanted it in her mouth, sliding down her throat.

“Oh Wanda, that’s good,” Gareth was sighing,

“Yeah. Mmmm.” Wanda sucked harder, glad that her brother was enjoying this. She needed his sperm urgently, her throat thirsted for it, as did her pre-teen libido.

“Wanda, I’m gonna cum,” Gareth warned his sister,

“Oh shit…oooh, oh, oh!” He could tell Wanda could hear him but she was simply sucking harder and deeper on his prick, clearly having no intention of dodging the flow!

“Aaaaaah, yeah,” Gareth gasped, thrusting his hips a little and jamming his cock into the back of his sister’s throat and firing out a thick blast of semen. Wanda gulped it down, sensing that the salty fluid wasn’t as nice tasting as she’d expected but simply wanting to drink it down anyway. She swallowed the second spurt, and the third, and the fourth…seven shots of cum in all which all slid down her gullet and into her belly. Gareth slumped back, shattered by his powerful climax, whilst Wanda sucked and licked his wilting cock. She took it out her mouth eventually and grinned, her lips shiny with sperm, Gareth’s cock slick with saliva.

“Was that nice?” she asked, casually.

“It was fantastic sis,” Gareth said.

“Good! I liked drinking your stuff. It was a bit salty, but kidna nice. Warm too.” She knelt up on the sofa next to her brother and gave him a kiss, running her hands over his chest.

“I’d like to return the favour,” Gareth said to his sister,

“I’d like to lick you now.”

“Okay, get on the floor my dear brother.” Gareth did so, kneeling in front of the sofa whilst Wanda got into position, sitting back with her arse on the edge of the sofa, legs apart. Her bald cunt looked mouthwatering to her brother, the pink slit glistening with wetness thanks to how horny Wanda had got whilst fellating her brother.

“Here goes,” he shrugged, undaunted by the fact that he didn’t really know what to do. He dived in between Wanda’s thighs, sticking out his tongue and bringing it into contact with Wanda’s cunt lips, making the girl flinch with delight at the sensation. Gareth ran his tongue up and down his sister’s wet slit, tasting the warm juices there. He then began pushing his tongue into her, working it up Wanda’s vagina, wriggling it up as far as it would go.

“Gareth, ooooooh, that’s nice,” Wanda sighed, running her hands through the boy’s short hair,

“Mmmm. Lick me. That’s good.” Gareth began making sucking noises as he worked between his sister’s legs, sometimes taking his tongue out of her to lick her lips and clit, then pushing it back up into her. Whilst his actions were not terribly skillful they were good enough for Wanda, who felt a warm feeling of pleasure emanating from her groin whilst her brother’s slurped away between her thighs. After a few minutes Gareth took the initiative of bringing his fingers into play, pushing a forefinger up into Wanda’s cunt. The girl clearly enjoyed this so Gareth pushed a second finger up into her, running his digits back and forth whilst slurping on her budding clit.

“Oh Gareth, I think I’m cumming,” Wanda was panting a couple of minutes later,

“Oh Gareth! Ooooh, oh God! Uuuh.” Her legs shook, her thighs clamping her brother’s head, Gareth taking his finger’s from his sister’s twat and replacing them with his tongue, pushing it up and into her womb. He slurped up her juices as Wanda climaxed, his tongue squirming around whilst his fingers found her clit, which he rubbed hard. After a moment, Wanda finished cumming. Gareth got up from between her legs and knelt on the sofa, kissing Wanda and reaching down to stroke her wet young cunt. Wanda slid her tongue into her brother’s throat whilst reaching for his penis, delighted and finding it as stiff as a little iron pole. She encircled it with her fingers and pumped it lightly.

“Let’s go to bed,” she said, taking her lips from Gareth’s,

“Let’s have sex! Full sex. I want you to cum in me Gareth.” They got up, turned out the lights and hurried to bed. There, Wanda lay on her back, parting her legs. Gareth mounted his sister, pushing his erection into her tight twat. Propped up on his elbows, his torso pressed to hers, Gareth began shafting his sister’s cunt. They kissed passionately, Gareth able to take his time thanks to his earlier efforts. Wanda’s toes curled and her spread legs flexed as she was fucked by her brother, Gareth’s hard pole giving her such pleasure.

“Yeah, faster, faster,” she urged her brother, digging her chin into his shoulder,

“Oooh, that’s good!”

“You’ve got such a tight cunt sis, I love fucking it. Oh yeah….uuh, uh.”

“That’s it Gareth, oh that’s it! Mmmm!” The boy shafted away, feeling his sister eventually tense underneath him as she began to climax.

“I’m cumming Gareth, oh I’m cumming. Aaah, oh! God, God…uuuh!” Gareth fucked Wanda hard, banging his cock deep into her twat. When Wanda’s climax finished, her brother’s began.

“I’m shooting in you sis,” he panted as he began squirting his semen into her juvenile cunt,

“Oh yeah, yeah. UUUUH!” He finished emptying his nuts into his sister’s womb. They stopped and lay together in each other’s arms for a while, breathing hard. After they moved apart they elected to have a shower. It was getting late and they were tired, but they still had the energy to shower and wash each other down. Once they were dried, they made a midnight snack which they ate nude whilst kneeling up in bed whilst chatting.

“Do you think dad’s sexy?” Wanda asked her brother.

“Er…what?” queried her brother in between munching a peanut-butter sandwich and scattering crumbs over the duvet.

“Well,” began Wanda,

“I think he is. Not as sexy as you of course Gareth, I don’t want you getting jealous! But I was just thinking today whilst watching him swim that he’s like…really handsome. He’s got a nice body. Well built, for a guy his age.”

“I guess it’s cos he keeps in shape at the gym.”

“Mmmm. I guess. He’s handsome. Not like you…you’re really nice looking and youthful, but I guess dad has a chiselled…mature look. What’s the word? Distinguished! That’s it. A look of a distinguished, mature, handsome guy.”

“What point are you making here sis?” sniggered Gareth,

“That you want to snog dad!”

“No…I’m just saying, he’s kinda nice looking. Is that weird, do you think? For a girl to think her dad is sexy?”

“Not really. It’s the same as fancying your brother or sister…which we do!”

“Yeah,” giggled Wanda,

“I guess. What about mum? Do you think she’s hot? I’ve seen you eye her up in her bikini.”

“Mum’s fairly hot, I guess.”

“You guess? You stare at those lovely big boobies all the time! Especially in that skimpy top she was wearing today. I saw you putting lotion onto her back then she put some on yours. Bet you enjoyed that didn’t you?”

“It was nice, yeah. Mum is pretty hot.”

“Not as hot as me though?”

“Of course not sis!” They munched their sandwiches some more. Once they’d finished they swept away the crumbs from the bed and got under the covers. After a few moments of kissing his sister, Gareth had another erection. They opted to have sex in the dark, both siblings turning off their lamps. In the darkness, Gareth mounted his sister and slid his cock into her tight quim. They fucked slowly, Gareth lasting a full half-hour before he shot his sperm into Wanda’s quivering cunt. Then they fell asleep in one another’s arms.

They woke up a bit later the next day, the time approaching eight o’clock by the time they sat up in bed, rubbing their eyes and yawning.

“Morning sis,” Gareth said.

“Morning honey,” Wanda grinned, and she leaned over and kissed her brother.

“Got morning-wood?” she sniggered.

“Of course, Gareth smiled, pushing the duvet down and showing off his hairless little hard-on. It throbbed erectly over his lower abodmen.

“Let’s screw again,” Wanda said, kneeling up, pushing the duvet off the bed,

“I feel so horny!” She leaned in and kissed Gareth, then went down and took his cock into her mouth. She slurped it down into her wet throat and bobbed her head, fellating her brother with increasing skill. She wasn’t going to blow him to completion though, she wanted her brother to fuck her. Shortly, Wanda sat up, licking her lips and smiling.

“Hey sis,” began Gareth,

“I’ve an idea. Why don’t I fuck you up the bum?”

“Up my bum?” giggled his sister.

“Yeah! You have a really nice arse sis, nice and round and cute. I’d like to stick my dick up it.”

“You are crude,” laughed Wanda, then gave her brother a kiss,

“Okay, let’s try it. I can’t imagine it making much difference which hole you use.” Wanda got on her hands and knees, her cute bum thrust out, her cheeks spreading giving her brother a view of her intimate parts. Between those cute white buttocks was her arsehole, pink and hairless.

“It looks tight,” Gareth observed, assessing the situation as he knelt behind his sister, stroking his erection,

“I’d better get some lubrication.”

“Get some from the bathroom,” Wanda said over her shoulder, feeling impatient, eager to feel her brother’s dick in her arse.

“Have we got any Vaseline?”

“Not that I’m aware of. Shampoo or soap will do.”

“I’ll see what I can find.” Gareth hopped off the bed and strolled into the bathroom, looking around amongst his and his sister’s toiletries. His eyes fell upon a jar of face-cream that his sister used. He took it and hurried into the bedroom, finding Wanda still on her hands and knees in the center of the bed, her beautiful little behind in the air.

“This’ll do,” said Gareth, getting on the bed and kneeling behind his sister. He took the top off the jar and scooped some of the cool white liquid up with his fingers and began rubbing it around Wanda’s arsehole.

“It’s cold,” giggled the girl. Gareth slathered it around his sister’s anus and even slid a forefinger up into her, just the tip. He held the tip of the digit in his sister’s bum for a moment.

“Is that okay?” he asked,

“It’s not sore or nuthin’ is it?”

“It’s fine.”

“Cos my cock’s a bit thicker than my finger.”

“I’m sure I can handle it, so long as you’re careful and go slowly. Come on Gareth! I want you in my bum.” Gareth removed his finger from his sister’s anus and scooped up some more face-cream. he greased up his cock with the substance then put the jar to oneside. All ready, he knelt up behind Wanda and held the base of his slippery penis, nudging the cream-slathered arsehole before him with his swollen purple tip.

“Oooh, it tickles,” giggled Wanda.

“Here I come sis,” Gareth announced, pushing his hips forward. His cock encountered resistence, as he expected, but soon Wanda’s arsehole began to bloom open. The girl tensed and gripped the duvet in her little fists as she felt her brother invading her pooh-hole.

“Nnng, careful,” she gasped as the mushroom-head of Gareth’s cock squeezed into her arsehole.

“You okay?” Gareth asked.

“Yeah. I’m cool. Work it up me, slowly.” Gareth pushed forward a bit more, pushing two more inches of his cock into Wanda’s arse.

“Oh wow, this is good,” he commented,

“It’s so tight! Mmm.”

“I can feel myself getting used to it,” Wanda said, her taut sphincter tingling with pleasure,

“It doesn’t hurt anymore. It feels good! Aaaah! Yeah!”

“I’ll shove the rest in,” Gareth announced, and he held his sister’s hips and drove the remaining couple of inches of his throbbing erection into his sister’s arse.

“Uuuuh, that’s so good,” Wanda panted,

“Oh, oh…that’s nice, that’s good. Oh wow, I didn’t think it would feel this good!”

“You like it sis?” grinned Gareth, sliding half his five-incher out of the girl’s anus and pushing it back in.

“I like it, I like it! Uuuuh! Go a bit faster Gareth.”

“This good enough?”

“Yeah, that’s it! Mmmm. Oh Gareth, shaft me, screw my little bum! Uuuuh.” Gareth was picking up pace quickly, having the time of his life fucking his sister’s tight anus. He humped steadily, feeling his orgasm approach after five minutes but slowing down his thrusting to ensure this lasted. He knew straight away that he’d want to fuck his sister’s glorious arse on many other occasions and he could sense that his sister would permit this, as Wanda was grunting and moaning with delight.

“Harder, faster,” she was urging her brother,

“You’re dick feels so good in my arse. Ooooh, oh yeah! That’s good. Uuuh.” Gareth held on for another five-minutes before he felt his climax was too urgent to put off any longer.

“I’m gonna cum Wanda,” he declared, thrusting furiously,

“Right up your arse….uuuh…aaah! Yeah!” He rammed his tool to the hilt in Wanda’s arse and shot out his sperm, firing thick wads of cum into the clasping depths of his sister’s rectum.

“Fill me with it Gareth, that’s it, that’s so good!” the girl panted, feeling her bowels fill with her brother’s cream. Gareth emptied his nuts and let out a satisfied sigh before finally slipping his wilting cock out his sister’s arse. Wanda turned round and lovingly kissed her brother, the siblings embracing.

“It’s getting late,” Gareth said,

“It’s time for breakfast, we’d better get dressed.” They kissed once more before they got up and put on their clothes, Wanda still feeling pleasure from her anus which continued to buzz from it’s recent penetration. They’d just finished putting on their clothes when there was a knock at the front door.

“Just in time,” smiled Wanda. The siblings walked out the room and went to get the door, their parents standing and offering to take the kids into town for breakfast.

Unlike previous days, it was a bit chilly after lunch. The family of four had sat on the beach and had a picnic, but in the afternoon like the other sun-bathers they watched the clouds draw in over the sky with a look of mild despair.

“It might rain,” Jack suggested,

“Do you think we should go back to the cabins?”

“It’ll be okay for a while I think,” Jessica said,

“What do you two kids think?”

“I’d like to go back to the cabin,” replied Gareth.

“What about you Wand?” asked Jessica.

“I’d like to go back too. I’m a bit tired, I might have a…lie down.”

“Okay honey,” Jessica smiled,

“You kids go off to your cabin, your dad and I might go find a bar along the beach, have a drink or two.”

“Catch you later,” Jack said to his children, standing up along with his wife. He peered into the distance down the beach where there some small cafes and bars overlooking the shore.

“Let’s go Gareth,” said Wanda, as innocently as possible, gathering up her towel and things. Gareth grabbed his towel and the youngsters walked hurriedly up the beach to the gravel path that wound it’s way through the dunes to the cabin. Their parents meanwhile held hands and walked towards the bars, most of the other adults on the beach having had the same idea.

The sky was completely overcast by the time Wanda and her brother were in their cabin. They dumped their things aside, shut all the drapes and turned on the lights. Thunder could be heard rumbling in the distance outside.

“I’m horny,” Wanda giggled as she removed her bikini.

“Same here,” Gareth said, slipping off his shorts, his stiff erection bobbing in the air. Wanda was now naked too, and the siblings admired each other’s bodies for a moment. They both were a little more bronzed than usual thanks to a few days of sunbathing. Not much chance of that this afternoon though, given that rain had begun to tap at the windows, suggesting a summer storm was approaching.

“You look nice Wanda,” Gareth said, a little shyly.

“So do you,” smiled his sister, stepping up to him and giving him a kiss. She reached down and stroked his hard penis.

“Shall we do what we did this morning?” the boy said,

“You know, bum-fucking?”

“Okay. I liked that, it was cool. Let’s go to the bedroom. You get that face-cream you used as lubricant.”

“I think it’s still in their.” They went off to the bedroom, Wanda cheerfully hopping up onto the bed and getting onto her hands and knees. Gareth took the jar of face-cream from where he’d left it on the bedside cabinet and knelt behind his sister.

“I’ve an idea,” he said,

“Why don’t you lay on your back? You can pull your legs up and I’ll enter your bottom whilst kneeling in front of you.”

“Yeah, that sounds cool, we can see each other that way,” Wanda said. She turned over and lay on her back, lifting her legs up and hooking her hands behind her knees. She pulled her legs up to her chest, parting them a little, her cute bum thrust out and spread. Gareth used the moisturizer to grease up his sister’s bum-hole before slathering some on his cock, which was rock-hard. Putting the jar aside, Gareth guided his cock-head to Wanda’s anus, pushing carefully, looking down and taking a great delight in watching his progress. Steadily, he squeezed the tip of his penis into Wanda’s arse, the girl looking up lovingly at her brother, only feeling a fraction of the discomfort she’d initially felt when her bum was deflowered that morning.

“It’s going in,” Gareth said, triumphantly, the first couple of inches of his dick sliding into his sister’s rectum. He looked at her face, Wanda’s expression one of lust and pleasure.

“Work it right up me Gareth, do it,” she begged. Her brother jerked his hips and sank the rest of his rod up his sister’s arse.

“Oh yeah, that’s it, yeah!”

“That’s good Gareth! Uuuh, it’s right in my arse. I can feel it. OOOH! Shaft me, shaft me harder. Fuck your little sister’s bum!” Gareth began humping away, ramming his cock in and out of Wanda’s tight shitter. He placed one hand on Wanda’s belly and with his other he frigged her, pushing two fingers up her tight wet cunt whilst he drilled her anus. His cock made slippery, sucking noises as it pumped Wanda’s arse. Her rectum was so tight and hot, gripping his erection like a clammy, slippery fist. Gareth steadily fucked his sister’s arsehole, both growing a little sweaty as they humped on the bed, the room still warm despite the howling wind and hammering rain outside. Wanda was in ecstasy, her eyes fluttering as she was riding a crest of a wave of pleasure that lasted for the entire time her brother’s dick was up her bum, the boy deeply fingering her twat in the meantime. After ten-minutes, Gareth began to climax. He thrust faster and faster then let out a long cry of pleasure as his prick spurted hot sticky cum deep up his sister’s arse. He filled her rectum with his boy-juice, Wanda urging the boy on as she felt her bum fill with his juice. Eventually, Gareth slowed down, out of breath. He leaned forwards and kissed Wanda before he tugged his prick out of her well-fucked bottom.

“That was so good,” Wanda purred.

“I’ll lick your cunt now sis,” Gareth said. Wanda let go of her legs and let them fall, stretching them out and flexing her toes. Gareth knelt between his sister’s thighs and shuffled back so he could lean down. He licked his lips then began to eat her cunt, his hands on her quivering thighs.

“Mmmm, Gareth,” sighed Wanda. This was pure heaven, her brother sucking and licking her wet cunt whilst her arsehole still burned pleasurably from it’s good hard shafting. Her brother was getting good at eating cunt, knowing where to lick and soon remembering to bring his fingers into play, rubbing Wanda’s clit whilst he slid his tongue in and out of her slit. It didn’t take too long for the boy to bring his sister to a climax.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming Gareth! Oh yeah, yeah…oooh…uuuh! Lick me, eat me out! UUUH!” Gareth slobbered between his sister’s legs, making obscene slurping sounds as he lapped at her slit and drank down her juices. Once his sister had finished her prolonged orgasm, Gareth raised his head, grinning, his chin and lips shiny and wet. His cock was stiff again and he moved up and mounted Wanda, easing his erection into her twat.

“Shaft me, hard,” ordered his sister, kissing Gareth’s lips,

“Really hard and fast! Then cum up me, I want more of your cum in my body.”

“Whatever you say sis,” grinned Gareth, and he began shafting the girl. His little bum rose and fell between Wanda’s spread thighs and their bodies were pressed close together as they coupled incestuously. He drove his cock far into Wanda’s cunt, occasionally kissing her and at other times just burying his chin in her shoulders and concentrating on ramming hard into Wanda, the girl squirming with pleasure under his body. Wanda had a second climax under her brother’s attentions, crying out with lust as her whole body was wracked with sublime physical joy. Then it was Gareth’s turn, the boy clamping his lips to his sister’s and pushing his tongue into her mouth. He frenched his sister lustily throughout his orgasm, his cock pumping Wanda’s womb full of the same hot cum that still sloshed around her rectum.

“Wow, we’re getting good at this,” Wanda smiled when her brother had emptied his nuts into her.

“Yeah! Practise I guess,” agreed Gareth,

“That was wonderful!” He kissed his sister once more then slid out of her, dismounting Wanda and laying alongside her.

“I’m tired,” Wanda yawned,

“Shall we have a nap?”

“Good idea. Then we can have more sex then grab some dinner. It it’s going to rain all afternoon then that’ll be a good excuse to remain in here for the rest of the day. Mum and dad shouldn’t bother us if they’re happily drinking at a beach-bar.” They snuggled up together, on top of the duvet, their pre-teen bodies slightly slick with sweat. Soon they dozed off. After an hour, Gareth woke up. He yawned and looked down, glad to see his cock had certainly woke up a long time before he had! The twelve year old’s penis was rock hard, as usual, probably due to laying next to his nude sister as well as having had a vivid dream that was little more than a recreation of his recent activities with Wanda, except in his dream he’d been fucking her on the beach. He’d been shafting Wanda’s tight arse and making her cum whilst their parents and all the other sunbathers had sat around in a big circle, watching and applauding when Gareth fired his load up sister’s rectum. Jessica had sauntered over sexily, removing her bikini and standing nude as she bent down to kiss her son, congratulating Gareth on fucking his sister so well.

“Thanks mum,” dream-Gareth had said as he played with his mother’s tits, pulling out his still-erect dick from his sister’s anus, his mother reaching down and stroking his erection and asking if she could suck it. Naked and with a big hard-on, Jack was meanwhile with Wanda, kissing his daughter, stroking her hair and asking if he could fuck her next! Gareth sat up and smiled as he thought of this dream, finding it amusing that the last thing his mum and dad would do if they caught Gareth and Wanda having sex was to congratulate them. They’d go mad, Gareth figured, probably sending him and Wanda to seperate Institutes for the Criminally Horny! Gareth sniggered to himself, but he reminded himself to remake the promise between him and his sister to keep this a complete and total secret. Wanda began to stir and Gareth watched her wake up, finding his eleven year old sister so charmingly pretty the way she yawned before her eyes fluttered open.

“Rise and shine…darling,” grinned Gareth.

“What time is it?” asked Wanda, sweetly. Gareth looked at the small clock on the far wall.

“Only ten-to-three.”

“Oh. I’m hungry. Fancy something to eat?”

“How about another hump?” Wanda giggled. Gareth leaned down and kissed his sister passionately. His reached down and ran his fingers gently over her chest, stroking her stiff nipples. He went down lower, rubbing her flat little belly, before finally reaching her cunt. He ran the tip of his forefinger over her clit for a while, pushing his tongue into her throat and drinking in her moans of pleasure as he rubbed her bean. Wanda spread her legs a little, Gareth taking the hint and moving his finger down, running it over her lips which grew wetter as he lightly fingered her cunt for a minute or two. Wanda decided to go on top this time. She gently pushed her brother onto his back then moved down the bed to suck on Gareth’s cock. The boy sighed with pleasure as his sister slurped on his erection, Gareth briefly thinking back to his dream. It had ended just as he’d been telling his mum that, yes, she could indeed suck his cock! He imagined this was his mum now, sucking him off. Then he got back to reality and found himself more than content with it being his sister. After a moment or two of fellating Gareth, Wanda knelt up and swung a leg over the boy’s hips. She knelt astride him and lowered herself, Gareth holding his cock upright, Wanda impaling herself slowly onto it. In no time at all, Gareth’s prick was buried in his sister’s hairless snatch. He put his hands on Wanda’s waist as she began to ride him, the girl putting her hands flat on her brother’s chest as they grinned happily to each other. Wanda started bouncing on her brother’s dong, picking up speed, both panting with pleasure.

“Ride me sis, ride me,” grunted Gareth, helping to lift his sister up then pull her down by holding her waist tightly.

“Uh, uh, this is so good,” gasped Wanda,

“Oh yeah, drive up into me Gareth, in time with me. That’s it…ooooh! Aaah!” She began to climax, her young body shaking with pleasure. She collapsed onto her brother, resting her head on his chest and breathing rapidly.

“Wanna dismount?” Gareth said once his sister’s climax had finished,

“I haven’t cum yet, so I’ll get on top and do the work.”

“I want to suck you off,” Wanda said, getting off her brother,

“I want to drink your juice again.” She moved down the bed, Gareth spreading his legs, Wanda kneeling between them. She bent over and took Gareth’s erection into her warm mouth and bathed his slick cock with her tongue. Her lips clamped his shaft as she bobbed her head, sucking noisily and deeply. It didn’t take long for Gareth’s sperm to boil up.

“I’m cumming sis, aaaah! Yeah! Here it is!” Wanda placed her lips on the base of her brother’s cock, the whole shaft in her throat, and she moaned with delight as flow began. The cum spurted right into the back of her throat and she gulped it down quickly, savouring the taste of Gareth’s beautiful, pure boy-cum. Gareth let out a long sigh as he emptied his balls into his sister’s mouth, Wanda swallowing the lot and even sucking on her brother’s wilting cock after the sperm-explosion had ended, sucking out every last drop. Eventually, there was no more cum. She took the cock out her mouth and knelt up.

“Mmmm, tasty,” she giggled, wiping her sticky lips on the back of her forearm.

“You give good head sis,” smiled Gareth, sitting up. He kissed Wanda and ran his hands through her hair before they parted.

“I’m starved,” Wanda said,

“Let’s grab some din-dins!”

“Have we got much in? It’s just sandwiches isn’t it?”

“We’ve got pizzas. Fancy pizza?”

“Sure do!”

“Let’s get dressed.”

“No, let’s have dinner in the nude!” Wanda liked this idea. The siblings got up and went to the kitchen area. The drapes were all shut on the rainy outside world so they comfortably strolled around naked as they cooked up a big cheese-and-tomato pizza to share. They stuffed their faces whilst laying on the floor in front of the TV, watching The Simpsons, their cute bare bottoms side-by-side.

Jessica and Jack had returned late the previous evening, tipsy from their trip to the bar, seeing the lights on in their children’s cabin and assured that they were probably happy spending the rainy evening in. Of course, behind those closed doors, Gareth and Wanda had been humping like rabbits. After dinner, Gareth had fucked his sister on the sofa, shafting her snatch for half-an-hour before cumming in her womb. They’d showered then spent a while back on the sofa trying out oral on each other. Wanda had climaxed under her brother’s busy tongue and Gareth had cum in Wanda’s mouth. She’d swallowed it all, finding out that she was quickly falling in love with the taste of semen. After some TV and supper, they went to bet and screwed heatedly for a long time. They tried out a number of positions before Gareth shot his load into his sister’s cunt. Once he’d recovered, Gareth bent his sister over and sodomized her, driving his cock deep into her arse. Wanda climaxed before her brother finally pumped her rectum full of cum, after which they finally fell asleep in a sweaty heap. The storm had ended overnight, and the next morning the sky was utterly cloudless as the blazing sun rose above the horizon. Gareth and his sister woke up at the same time. They kissed and fondled each other, snogging sleepily and enjoying each other’s bodies. Soon things got heavier. The duvet was pushed off the bed and Gareth went down on his sister, slurping her cunt for ten-minutes, then laying back whilst Wanda returned the favour, sucking her brother off but ensuring he didn’t blow his nuts. Then they had sex, Wanda going on top again, riding her brother fast. Gareth soon shot his load up his sister’s tight quim, filling her womb with sperm. After a long shower, the pair dressed and skipped out the cabin into the warm summer morning, going over to meet their parents (who were cheerful despite hangovers), and the four of them went into town for a big slap-up breakfast at a cafe.

“Did you two find enough to do yesterday evening?” Jessica asked her children as they sat at the table by the window.

“Mmmm,” nodded Wanda, her mouth full of waffles.

“Yeah, we were cool,” Gareth said, sipping a glass of milk,

“We…occupied ourselves.”

“Good, we thought you might have been bored stuck indoors with it pouring with rain outside.”

“We were fine, we watched TV and stuff,” Gareth said, grabbing his knife and fork and getting stuck into his breakfast. Not only was he thinking of what he and Wanda really got up to, he was also thinking of the dream yesterday during the post-coital nap, about his mum and dad watching him and Wanda having sex, then his mum stripping and asking to suck him off. Jessica wore a low-cut T-shirt this morning, lots of cleavage on display. Gareth eyed up his mum’s boobs slyly as he ate.

“How was the bar you went to?” Wanda asked her parents, changing the subject.

“It was okay,” Jack replied,

“It was quite friendly. All the other people at the beach went there too when it started raining, so it was packed with people in bikinis, all drinking whilst it poured down with rain outside.”

“You and mum must have got soaked getting back to the cabin,” Wanda giggled.

“Yeah, we did,” Jessica said,

“But we didn’t mind, we were a little…merry.” She laughed which made her boobs jiggle in her tight top, Gareth watching them, fascinated, before averting his eyes and grabbing his glass of milk.

“Well, eat up,” Jack said with a sly grin,

“You kids need to get your energy up for later.”

“Why’s that dad?” asked Wanda. She was suddenly very curious. Her father was smiling like he had something wickedly naughty planned.

“It’s a surprise,” added Jessica, with the same smile as her husband. Her and Jack exchanged glances.

“What surprise?” asked Gareth, also wondering what was going on.

“Eat your breakfast kids,” Jessica smiled, reaching out and stroking her bewildered son’s hair,

“You’ll find out. This holiday is about to get even better.”

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Getting Laid in the Badlands

October 12, 2008

Getting Laid in the Badlands
By
Alex Hawk

Ah, the Dakota Badlands… what a horribly dull, boring, uninteresting place.

I sighed quietly as I looked out at the desolate nighttime scene. My family and I were out here camping all week and it was, frankly, a glimpse into hell. I really wish we hadn’t come here. But our dad had come from the nearby town of Redemption, South Dakota, and had wanted us to experience this lovely little memory of his youth.

Made me look forward to Alzheimer’s.

“Oh, how jolly,” said my fourteen-year-old brother, Ivanhoe, in a fake, pseudo-British accent.

“Yes, indeed,” replied his twin, Robin, in the same accent. “One so seldom sees quality desolation like this these days.”

“Hmmm, indeed. Makes one long for the halcyon days of yore.”

“Quite, old man, quite.”

I rolled eyes and traded a look with my eleven-year-old sister, Marion. It was bad enough putting up with them and their stupid little act at home, but now they’d taken the show on the road, and god knew where it was going to go, especially with their little habit of pranking.

“I think we’re doomed, Arthur,” she whispered.

“Yeah.”

Yes, my name was Arthur. With brothers named Ivanhoe and Robin and a sister a year younger than me named Marion, you can guess what sort of history and literature our parents tended to like.

“Doomed, dear chap?” Ivan said, coming up to put a hand on my shoulder.

“Not doomed at all, young Arthur,” said Robin, putting his hand on my other shoulder.
Ivan looked at his twin. “Oh… although… we may be lying.”

“Yes, that’s possible,” Robin said with a solemn nod.

I wiggled away from them both and stalked over to where our parents were trying to put up the tent my sister and I would be sharing. We’d been a little iffy on the idea of sharing a tent with each other, especially since I, a healthy twelve-year-old boy, had recently learned to masturbate and wanted privacy, but on the other hand, sharing a tent with the Stygian Twins, two notorious pranksters with a broad sense of humor, didn’t sound like fun.

“Mom,” I said, “why can’t you kill them both?”

“Illegal, dear, sorry.”

“Don’t worry, Arthur,” my dad said, clapping a hand onto my shoulder. “Your brothers will even out a little out here. This place is great, isn’t it?”
I sighed. My dad put me in mind of the dad from “Calvin and Hobbes”, only scarier.

“You guys’ll all have fun!” he persisted.

“Yes, Dad,” I replied, knowing that was the only way to shut him up.

The rest of the day passed by slowly. There really wasn’t much to do out here. We built a campfire, cooked some hot dogs and s’mores, put up with our dad’s idea of a sing-along and looked up at the stars. Mostly, I was paranoid wondering what the twins would do for their first evil trick. As it turned out, it wasn’t anything, which made me really nervous.

Eventually it came to be bedtime. We all dispersed to our tents. When I got to the one I shared with Marion, she was already in there, laying in her sleeping bag reading a book by the light of the lantern swinging from the top of the tent. She looked at me.

“You ready for bed, Arthur?”

“I think so. There’s a whole lot of nothing out there.”

“Good.” She set the book aside and snuggled down under the sleeping bag. I stripped down to my boxers and then turned off the lantern before getting into my bag where I removed my underwear and placed them under my pillow. My sister and I both liked sleeping nude, but that didn’t mean we wanted to see each other that way.

As we laid there in the dark, Marion and I talked with each other. It wasn’t really about anything important, it just helped us to get to sleep. Besides, as I’d mentioned before, there really wasn’t much for us to do out here but hang out with each other, though we did spend some time being concerned about what our brothers had in mind, and what we might do to get revenge.

“So what do you think Mom and Dad have planned for tomorrow?” she asked, changing the subject.

“I have no idea. Something dumb, I’m sure.”

“Yeah.”

We talked a little longer, and eventually drifted onto talking about religion. We’d been raised as atheists, but we’d also been taught to always respect other people’s beliefs, no matter how silly they might be.

One of the things we got to talking about was the difference between Jews and Christians. Most of our friends were, of course, Christian or from Christian families. But I had a friend named Seth who was Jewish, and my sister didn’t really get the difference.

“Well, ok, there’s a bunch of differences. They use Hebrew in their religion, they don’t eat pork, they have a special diet of certain kinds of foods they can and can’t eat, they don’t think Jesus was the son of God, they circumcise their boys, they have just one country where they’re the majority and they don’t use the New Testament, just the old one,” was my summary of a religion several thousand years old.

“Oh, ok.” Marion thought for a moment. “What’s that word you just used?”

“Which one? Circumcise?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh. Well, circumcision is where you remove the foreskin from a boy’s penis,” I said. We’d always been brought up to use the right words for body parts.

“Remove? How?”

Dimly aware that my own twelve-year-old penis was hard, I reached down and gave it a couple slow, gentle strokes, happy that the darkness of the tent would conceal my activities.

“Well, what they do is they cut off the foreskin that covers the tip.”

“What? They cut off the tip?” Marion sounded appalled.

“No, no. Just the foreskin.”

“What’s the foreskin?”

“It’s a mass of loose skin that covers the tip of a boy’s penis.”

“They cut that off?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just part of their religion. But some other people do it, too. In America most boys have it done.”

“Oh. Did you?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t it hurt?”

I shrugged again. “Maybe. I don’t remember. I was probably only a few hours old when it was done.”

“Oh.” I could tell she was trying to process all this. “So there’s some skin that gets cut off?”

“Yeah.”

“And it covers the tip?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why does it exist? What does it do?”

I thought. “I’m not really sure,” I admitted. “Since I don’t have one, I really don’t know.”

“So, like, all the extra skin gets cut away?” she persisted.

“No, there’s some extra skin still left.”

“Oh.”

“Look, you’ve seen a boy’s penis before, right?” I asked.

“No,” she said, somewhat to my surprise.

“No? I thought you would’ve at least done some sort of show-me thing with some boy by now.”

“No, I’ve never seen one.”

“Oh.” Under the sleeping bag I kept fondling my penis as a thought floated into my young brain. “Well… if you want… and you promise not to ever, EVER tell anyone… I’ll let you see mine.”

“You will?”

“Yeah, if you want to.”

“Uhm… ok, sure. I guess.”

“Ok.”

I took out the flashlight and sat up in my sleeping bag. I pulled the bag open and turned the light on, shinning it onto my erect penis.
Marion stared at my penis for several seconds and then said, “Wow… it looks… kind of cool.”

“You see the loose skin I mentioned?” I asked as I reached down and gave my penis a couple slow, gentle strokes, moving the skin back and forth and feeling a little surge of delight go through me as I realized I was masturbating in front of my sister.

“Yeah, I do.”

I smiled and then closed my eyes and exhaled a little as a wave of pleasure shot through my young body as I kept stroking my penis.

Marion looked at me. “What was that?”

I grinned. “Sorry. This just feels really good, that’s all.”

“Oh.”

“It’s called masturbating,” I explained to my sister, “and it’s a way of getting the feeling of sex without actually having sex.”

“Oh, ok. I guess that’s cool.”

“If I keep doing it long enough,” I added, stroking a little faster, “then I’ll shoot my sperm out.”

“You will? That’s the stuff that makes babies.”

“Yeah.”

“Are you going to do that now?”

“Do you want me to?”

“Sure!”

“Ok. Here. You hold the flashlight.” I passed it to her.

“Ok.” She pointed it at my penis.

I laid back on my sleeping bag and began masturbating nice and quick, knowing that I wouldn’t have to wait too long for my orgasm. Sure enough, after only a minute or two of my sister watching me jerk off, I felt that good feeling spread through my young body as my penis twitched and fired my sperm out all over my naked preteen body.

When I was done cumming, I looked over at my sister, seeing her staring at my body, her eyes wide.

“Wow,” she whispered. “Is that your sperm?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I touch it?”

“Sure, if you want to.”

Marion reached out with a finger and ran it through a small puddle of sperm on my stomach. She then sat back and regarded it.

“Sticky.”

“It is a little, yeah,” I said as I started to clean myself up.

“Hmmm…” She looked down at the sleeping bag she was in and then moved her hand under it. I saw her shift around for a moment and then she said, “There,” and brought her hand back out. My sperm was nowhere to be seen.

I stared at her. “Uh… that probably wasn’t too smart.”

“Why not?”

“You could get pregnant.”

“I don’t think so. I haven’t started my periods yet.”

“Oh!” I brightened up a little. “Ok. Why did you do it?”

Marion shrugged. “I wanted to see what it would feel like inside my vagina.”

“Oh,” I muttered, weakly. “Er… and… what does it feel like?”

“Nothing, really. It felt really, really good putting it in there, though.” She smiled shyly. “I wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime.”

“Uh… I see. Ok. Cool. Well.” A little creeped out, I sat back and got into the sleeping bag again. “Uh… well, we should probably get to sleep.”

“Ok. Good night, Arthur.”

“Good night, Marion.”

As we drifted off to sleep, I thought about how cool it was that my sperm was inside my sister’s vagina. Only a pity I hadn’t been the one to put it there.

* * *

Morning was dull and boring, but in the afternoon one of Dad’s friends brought in some donkeys for us to try riding this lead to Robin walking up to one.

“Oh, hello, Arthur. Looks like you could use a bit of a shave, there.”

“No, no, dearest Robin,” Ivanhoe said. “That is not our loving brother. That is a donkey.”

“Oh, how COULD I have made such an error?” he wailed.

“Well, they DO look rather alike,” Ivan said. “Except that if you look here, you’ll notice an important difference.” He pointed between the donkey’s legs.

“Oh, yes, indeed, Ivanhoe! Quite the difference! For, were that our little brother, a magnifying glass would be needed.”
“Indeed.”

I tried to kick them both, but Marion held me back.

The actual donkey riding was pretty cool, I guess, though there really wasn’t that much that I could see to admire in the Badlands, but our dad was happy which, I guess, was the main point of us being here.

Eventually night rolled around, something I’d really been looking forward to and for a change it wasn’t just because the Badlands were incredibly bored. No, I was wanting to see what was going to happen in the tent.

Marion and I went to bed not too long after our parents did. For some reason I felt compelled to do as I’d done in the past. Stripping to my boxers, then getting into the sleeping bag and then taking them off.

After about twenty minutes of laying there in the darkness, talking to my sister while I idly played with my erect penis, she said, “Can I see you make your stuff again?”

“Sure.” I pulled back the sleeping bag as she turned on the flashlight and aimed it at my penis. I started stroking it as she watched. This inspired me to say, “Can I see your vagina? I mean, you’re seeing me, so it’s fair.”

“Uhm… ok, sure.” Marion pulled aside the sleeping bag and pointed the flashlight between her spread legs. Though I knew there’d be hair someday, there wasn’t any yet, but I could see a small slit with a tiny bump at the top. Her clitoris, I realized. It was a sweet sight!

“Cool…” I whispered, continuing to masturbate as I looked at my first ever real life vagina.

My sister poked a spot within the slit and I saw her finger sink just a little bit inside. She smiled at me. “That’s where I put your sperm last night!”

“Cool…” I whispered again, still awed by that idea.

“What do you think of it?” my sister asked.

“It’s the most wonderful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life,” was my sincere reply.

Marion giggled. “Cool! Yours is neat, too.”

Licking my lips and swallowing nervously, I said to my sister, “Can I touch your vagina?”

“Uh… alright!”

Rather awkwardly I reached out with my hand and let my fingertips brush against my sister’s hairless vagina. It felt… well, it felt like skin. Nothing really special. I did notice a little shiver go through her as I made contact, though.

“Where’s the place your finger went in?” I asked.

Marion took my hand and moved my finger down her slit until it encountered a slightly wet, very warm spot.

“Right there,” she whispered.

I pushed gently, and felt the weirdest sensation as my fingertip sank into Marion’s body. It was going into somewhere very warm, very wet and very tight. I pushed it forward a little more, until it was past the first knuckle, completely awed. Then I went further, until my entire finger was inside my little sister’s vagina.

“Wow,” I said, totally amazed.
Marion, on the other hand, apparently was more than amazed. She was moaning a little and twitching. I could feel the walls of her vagina rippling around my extended finger as I moved it around a little inside her. It was wonderful!

“Ooooh… Arthur… oh, that feels so nice…”

“Good,” I said, not sure what else to say. It certainly felt good for me, even though it was only my finger inside her.

“Can I… can I… touch you…?” Marion gasped.

“Oh… uh… yeah, sure.” Without withdrawing my finger from inside my sister’s vagina I moved closer so that my penis would be in range of her hands.

I paused in my fingering of Marion so that she could concentrate on me for a moment. She reached out and brushed her hand along the shaft of my penis and then wrapped it around me, just like I’d done the night before.

Giving it a couple slow, gentle strokes, Marion said, “Like this, Arthur?”

“Yeah…” I whispered. It felt better than anything I’d ever imagined. Just touching myself hadn’t felt nearly as good as this had!

“This is fun…” Marion whispered as we pleasured each other.

“Yeah…”

“Are you… going to… shoot your stuff… soon?” my sister gasped as I kept fingering her.

“Pretty soon, yeah…” I managed to say, my mind spinning.

I don’t know how long Marion and I masturbated each other, but it was one of the coolest things I’d ever done in my life. I wished it could keep going forever, but only a few moments after my sister asked about my orgasm, I felt it starting, beginning at my penis and spreading through my entire body as, seconds later, my sperm began spurting from me.

Marion let go of my penis as the flow began. I pulled my finger out of my sister’s vagina and rolled onto my back, overwhelmed with pleasure as I experienced my first ever orgasm from another person.

When I was done cumming, Marion took a finger and ran it through a puddle of my sperm. Then, just like she had yesterday, inserted it into her vagina. She giggled. “I like doing that. It feels nice.”

“Good,” I gasped out. A thought hit. “How about… you and me… get the rest in there… together?”

“Ok!”
I took a finger, coated it with my sperm and slipped it into my sister’s vagina. As soon as I’d taken my finger out, she did the same thing. We each repeated this process a couple times until all my sperm was inside her body.

Once we’d both cleaned up, we didn’t talk too much. Both of us were kind of tired and my brain, at least, was really overwhelmed with everything we’d done. As sleep took me, I found myself wondering what was next for my sister and I.

* * *

Fishing was on tap for the next day. We’d all been forced to get up way, way too early and get our gear together so that our dad could take us to some desolate pond where, from all appearances, if there WERE any fish, they’d probably get out of the water and beat the crap out of us for trying to catch them.

I was dimly aware, at one point, of Robin and Ivanhoe talking to each other.

“Tell me, dear chap,” said Robin. “How warm do you think that water is?”

“This time of year, fondest brother? Goodness knows. Do you have a thermometer?”

“I lack such an implement, I fear.”

“Oh, a pity. I guess we shall remain ignorant.”

“Indeed, unless…”

“Yes?”

“Well, a thought occurs.”

“Ah?”

“A way to tell the temperature without a thermometer.”

“Indeed? Do tell, brother of mine, do tell.”

That was when I felt a hand pushing me from behind. I fell face first into the pond and sat up, sputtering water.

“Ah! A brilliant solution, brother! But it may lack some accuracy.” Ivanhoe leaned down and asked. “Tell me, oh wetted one, what do you think the temperature of the water is?”

I snarled at my older brother, “If you really wanna know, come in and find out.” I grabbed for him, but he dodged.

“Now, now, Arthur. Maybe the Lady of the Lake will get you free from that place of damp. Come, dear brother,” Ivan said, putting his arm around Robin’s shoulders as the two of them walked off.

“I hate them so,” I muttered as Marion came over and helped me out of the water.

“Yeah, they can be jerks.”

“We need to plan something to get revenge.”

“We will,” Marion promised.

In the end, no one managed to catch any fish. Later my father confessed there hadn’t been any in that pond in decades. He just enjoyed going there and fishing, getting away from the world and all that.

In short, our dad was insane.

That night Ivan and Robin continued their amazingly clever campaign of jokes by placing a fake rattlesnake inside my tent. Ho-ho-ho. I stormed out of the tent and gave them several suggestions for what they could do with the snake, but they appeared unimpressed.

Later that night my sister and I retired to our tent. This time we didn’t even pretend that we weren’t going to do anything. We just stripped nude and laid on top of our sleeping bags, the lantern from the top of the tent set on its dimmest setting so that we’d have enough light to do what we wanted and to see it, but not enough that everyone outside would be able to see what we were up to.

“You wanna touch again?” I asked Marion.

“Ok.” She said. We moved close together and reached out with our hands, each of us starting to pleasure the other.
Marion and I didn’t say very much as we laid there, her hand on my penis and my finger inside her vagina. We just wanted to make one another happy, and we were certainly managing to do that.

“This feels soooooo good,” Marion whispered.

“Yeah…”

After a bit, though, my sister piped up with, “I wonder…” then went silent.

“What?” I asked through the pleasure.

“Well… stop for a second… I have to think…”

“Ok.” I withdrew my finger from my sister’s warm, heavenly vagina.

My sister sat up. “Do you want to try putting your penis in my vagina?” she asked after a moment of thinking.

I sat up quickly, my heart skipping a beat as my throat went dry. “What? Really?”

“Yeah… just to see what it feels like.”

“Are you sure?” I asked as I got up onto my knees.

“Yeah. I mean, it’s not like it can hurt anything and I just wanna see what it feels like to have you in me.”

“Well… sure!” I said, not really needing to be convinced of the idea of losing my virginity. “Ok. Well… lay on your back, then.” I’d seen a couple porno’s and figured that I knew how this should be done.

“Alright.” Marion wiggled around and got onto her back, her legs spread slightly.

I tried to calm myself as I got between her legs. “Ok… uhm… hold your legs up and spread them as wide as you can get them,” I said, remembering the porno’s I’d seen.

“Ok,” she said, doing so and using her hands to hold her legs up.

I stared at my sister’s vagina, unable to really believe what I was going to be doing. I scooted forward and touched the tip of my penis to what I figured was the right place and then, taking a deep breath, gave a little push.

It didn’t go in.

“Stop, you’re not in the right spot,” Marion said.

“Sorry.”

She reached down and took hold of my penis, redirecting it. This time I felt the tip press slightly into her.

“Ok… that’s the spot. Go slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

Taking another deep breath and looking down at our bodies, I pushed with my hips once more. This time I could not only feel but also see as my virgin twelve-year-old penis entered my little sister’s eleven-year-old virgin vagina. After just a couple seconds, all I could see were my bare pubes mashed up against hers.
My mouth dropped open as I looked up at my sister’s face, unable to believe I was actually getting laid. From the expression she had it must’ve been as incredible for her as it was for me.

“Does it…” I swallowed and tried to make my mouth work again. “Does it feel ok…?”

“Oh, yes…” Marion whispered. I felt her legs wrap around my body, her vagina rippling around my penis. “It feels really good…”

“Good…”

Closing my eyes I started moving back and forth a little, fucking my sister slowly and really enjoying the sensation. If I’d thought that being masturbated by her was wonderful, this was a whole new order of magnificence.

I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back from cumming for very long and, sure enough, very quickly I felt my orgasm building and hitting. I let out a loud gasp of pleasure and pushed deep into my sister’s vagina as I penis began to twitch, releasing my sperm into a girl for the very first time. When I was done, I collapsed on top of Marion, breathing hard, my mind basically blank. I’d just gotten laid! What a wonderful thing!

Marion giggled after a couple moments. “Are you dead?”

“I think so,” I gasped back.

She giggled again. “Did you like it?”

“Oh, yes. Did you?”

“Yeah.”

I rolled off my sister, my still hard penis popping out of her vagina. I couldn’t believe I’d just gotten laid! I’d never expected for that to happen, not in a million years and certainly not with my own sister!

We laid there quietly for a few minutes before Marion said, “Hey, Arthur?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we do it again?” She sounded a little embarrassed, but not much.

“You mean right now?” I asked, very aware that my penis was still hard.

“Yeah.”

“Sure!” I said, sitting back up.

“No, wait,” she said and blushed. “Can I try being on top this time? I heard that girls can be on top, too.”

“Uh… ok, sure.” I laid back down.

My sister moved over and straddled my waist, taking my penis in her hand. It took her a couple tries to get us both lined up correctly, but then she slowly lowered her vagina down around me.

“Oh… I think it’s deeper this way…” she whispered once I was all the way inside her.

“Yeah…” I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t really care. I just knew that it felt VERY good in there.

I reached up and tickled my sister’s nipples as she rode me. She giggled, which made her vagina contract around my penis. I liked the feeling that resulted from that and so I did it a little more.

“Ooooh… oh… Arthur…? That feels… too good… stop…” Marion gasped.

“Ok.” I did and instead moved my hands back to cup her butt as I thrust up into her.

“Oooo… I like that, too…”

I said nothing, I just kept fucking up into Marion’s vagina, lost in the bliss of incestual intercourse. It was incredible. It was also guaranteed to make me cum really quick. I tried to hold back, but it was pointless and after only about three minutes of sex, my penis once more fired my sperm into my sister’s body.
As the last of my sperm shot into my sister, I dimly wondered if I’d wind up getting her pregnant at some point. I mean, if we kept doing this eventually she’d start her periods and then I’d probably end up being a daddy with my sister. What a weird concept.

When I was done cumming this time, Marion got off me, my penis and a little of my sperm slipping out of her. She fell down onto her sleeping bag, breathing hard and smiling a big smile at me.

“THAT was fun.”

“Yeah, it was!” I kissed her on the cheek.

“We should probably get to sleep.”

“Yeah.” Come to think of it I WAS a little tired from all the activity.

“Good night, Arthur,” she said, as we got back into our sleeping bags.

“Good night, Marion.”

Slowly sleep took us.

* * *

“I am REALLY sore,” Marion whispered to me with a giggle.

“Me, too. But not in a bad way.”

“Yeah!”

We giggled as we followed our dad on some insane hike over the rocks of the Badlands. We both felt pretty silly. We’d wanted to fuck once before we got out of bed, but we didn’t have the chance. Needless to say we were really looking forward to bed tonight.

“You know, Robin, I’ve started up a new hobby,” I heard Ivanhoe say as we walked along. Instantly I tensed up.

“Oh, yes, dear brother? What sort of hobby is this?”

“Believe it or not, I’ve taken up the study of arachnids.”

“Oh? Did you know they’re named after Arachnae, from Greek mythology?”

“I did know, dearest brother, I did.”

“So what else have you learned, oh, smart one?”

” I have learned that scorpions are part of the arachnid family.”

“Oh?”

I braced myself. I just KNEW something bad was in the offing. I made ready to spin around and deck either twin when they tried something stupid.
“In fact,” Ivanhoe continued. “I’ve actually got one here!” He paused. “Or at least I thought I did… it seems to be missing.”

Robin said, “Here it is, dear brother!”

I heard a small shriek from Marion. I looked over to see her yanking her shirt off as a very fake plastic scorpion fell onto the ground.
“I’ll kill you!” She shouted, turning around and leaping onto Robin.

It took a few moments for our parents to separate the two of them, by which time Marion had landed a good solid smack on Robin’s face, leaving a nice bruise. She got her shirt back on and spent the rest of the day staring death at the twins.

The rest of the hike went uneventfully, and when we got back to the camp, my sister and I hung around with everyone else, but really we were doing nothing but killing time, waiting until tonight when we could spend an hour or two screwing our young bodies to sleep. When night fell, we pretty much sprinted to our tent to “sleep”.

We wasted no time once we were there. We stripped naked and laid down on the sleeping bags, hugging each other and snuggling, my hard penis poking against my sister’s vagina.

Marion giggled at the contact. “You’re always ready for something, aren’t you?”

“Well, yes,” I admitted.

“Good. Me, too.”

We both giggled and I said, “Well… are you ready for me to put it in again?”

“Sure.”

My sister rolled over onto her back. I got between her legs and very easily, much more easily than the first time, pushed my penis into her vagina, sliding in all the way with one smooth, easy thrust.

“Aaaaah…” she whispered once I was inside. “I really like this, Arthur…”

“Me, too…” I said as I started fucking slowly. I’d spent the day thinking about how I was going to do it with her and I decided that I’d try pushing all the way in, pulling out until I was almost totally out of her, and then pushing back in.

This seemed to be a good idea. Pretty soon Marion was squeezing my butt with her hands, wrapping her legs around my body and whispering, “Oh, Arthur…”

“Is this good…?” I asked.

“Oh, yes…”

I was beginning to get an idea of why adults talked about sex so much. Nothing I’d ever thought about in my life felt better than this did! I was surprised they ever managed to do anything else with their time when they could be fucking.

“You wanna try… a different way…?” I gasped out to Marion.

“Ok…”

I pulled back, my penis withdrawing from Marion’s vagina. “Turn over and get on all fours. I wanna try doggie-style.” Like most everyone else, I’d heard about it, but of course never tried it. Figured I might as well now.

“Alright.”

Once my sister was in position, I got behind her and pushed my penis into her vagina once more. Instantly I knew that I didn’t like it as much as I liked being on top of her or having her on top of me. It felt good, but not AS good and I couldn’t see her face or her chest, both of which I liked. Plus my knees started to hurt.
It felt good enough, though, to get me to a good, hard orgasm after only about four minutes of fucking my sister in this position. As I came inside her, I pictured my sperm swimming through her body, wondering what they’d wind up finding.

Marion and I made love three more times that night. Two of them were with me on top and once with her on top. It was pretty sweet! When we were all done, we snuggled into my sleeping bag and fell asleep together.

The rest of our camp out in the Badlands passed much happier for us. We spent as much time as we could fucking our brains out and just generally enjoying each other’s bodies in ways I’d never guessed at before.

For the next four years we carried on together, marveling at the changes that went through our bodies as we passed through adolescence. We had sex almost every day during that time, and never once used any protection, and I always came inside her. It was a minor miracle that she didn’t get pregnant during this time.

Eventually our physical relationship faded into the past, as these things do. We didn’t ever decide to stop having sex, it just sort of happened at one point. After a while we both fell in love with other people, and now she’s married, though I’m still single.

I’d never have sex with my sister again, and if I had kids and found out they were fucking, I’d be pissed. But I don’t regret anything we ever did with each other. Not everyone gets their first time with someone they REALLY love.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Nunc id vedes, nunc ne vedes!

I was thinking about working on this story a little more, but I like it like it is. I hope all you enjoy it, too!

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Dead Sexy

October 19, 2008

Dead Sexy
By
Alex Hawk

I was on a hike through the woods in the back area of my neighborhood when I heard what sounded like a small scream and then a thump. Curious, I walked towards the source of the sound. When I got there, I froze in total surprise.

Jenna Johansen, a cheerleader in my middle school and one of the most beautiful girls I’d ever seen, was laying on the ground at the bottom of a small ravine. Her head was twisted all wrong. Clearly, her neck was broken. She must’ve fallen off the small trail above the ravine. She wasn’t moving at all.

“Jenna?” I whispered as I walked towards her, my pulse racing and my knees shaking. There was no response. She didn’t even seem to be breathing. “Jenna?” I called out, a little louder this time. Nothing. Swallowing, I walked closer and crouched by her. I took her hand and felt for a pulse. There was nothing. She was clearly dead.

“Oh, no,” I whispered, feeling great sadness. She was a nice girl, and like I’d said, really beautiful. Now she was dead. She was the same age as me, thirteen, and she was dead. It really sucked.

I stood up and looked at her peaceful dead body and tried to figure out what I should do. Obviously I had to tell someone. I’d go home, tell my mom and she’d call the police and they’d handle it from there.

But just as I made my choice, I noticed that Jenna’s skirt had fallen up over her body when she’d landed. Her white panties were exposed. My virgin penis stirred and hardened as I looked at the sight before me.

I knelt down and looked, seeing the curls of her pubic hair under the fabric of her panties. I wondered what everything looked like under there. On a whim I put my hand on her bare thigh. She was still warm and felt alive aside from the fact that she wasn’t.

I had a horrible, horrible thought. I’d never seen a girl’s vagina before, except in pictures and they weren’t all that good. I’d certainly never seen one on in real life. Jenna would have never let me see hers before, but now she was dead and, well, what would be the harm in just looking?

Licking my lips, I hooked my fingers into Jenna’s panties. I tugged a little, exposing her hair. It was blond and curly. I couldn’t them down the rest of the way, though. I knew that lifting her butt to get them off was going to be tough.

Well, I thought, what difference did it make? She was dead. I took out my pocketknife and cut the panties on each side. Once they were loose, I pulled them apart, exposing my eyes to my first ever vagina.

It looked very… disappointing. All I could see was some hair at the top, a little knob and a slit going down. No hole or anything. I knew there had to be a place for a boy to put his penis, but I didn’t see what that place was.

That was when it occurred to me that I could do more than just look. I could really explore her body and see how everything was laid out. Reaching out with my fingers, I started poking around her vagina, touching, stroking, fondling. Everything felt cool to me.

At one point, the tips of my questing fingers came to a place that felt just slightly different from the rest. I rubbed it with my finger and felt it slip just a little bit into something rather tight and slightly wet and still very warm.

I was stunned as I realized this had to be the place! This had to be the part of Jenna’s vagina that a boy’s penis was supposed to go in! I pushed forward with my finger, feeling it sink into her dead body. Once it was all the way inside, I moved it back an forth a little. There was some resistance and it started to dry out inside her, though, so I took my finger out.

Having spent so much time on her vagina, it now occurred to me that I hadn’t seen anything of Jenna’s breasts yet. I looked up at her chest. She was wearing a light t-shirt. My knife made quick work of that and of her bra, exposing her small, barely developed breasts. Breasts that were never going to get bigger.

I reached out and cupped one of her still-warm breasts. The flesh was soft and nice to touch. On a whim I leaned down and licked her nipple, then sucked at it gently. It tasted really neat!

At this point I became very aware of how hard my penis was. It ached for release from my jeans. I reached down and unzipped, pulling my pants down enough to let my erection pop out to freedom. I gave it a few strokes as I looked at the naked dead girl in front of me.

That was when the next evil thought crossed my mind. I was still a virgin, but maybe that could change. Maybe it could change right now. After all, since Jenna was dead, it couldn’t bother her any if I were to fuck her, and I wouldn’t be a virgin anymore, and that would be REALLY cool. I’d get to have sex with a real live girl! Well, not live, but real.

I pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees and got between Jenna’s legs. Swallowing and shaking a little, I touched the tip of my penis against her vagina and pushed forward, expecting to slip right into her dead body. But that didn’t happen. Instead I just pushed and pushed, but didn’t seem to go in very much at all.

Then I remembered how dry her vagina had gotten when I’d moved my finger around inside her. Maybe I needed to make my penis slippery. I sat back on my knees and tried to think about what to do.

That was when I spotted Jenna’s purse laying on the ground not far away. I picked it up and rooted around inside. I grinned widely when I found a bottle of hand lotion. I used hand lotion to make my penis slick when I masturbated. This should do the trick. I squirted some of the lotion onto my hand and rubbed it all over my shaft. I hoped like heck this would work.

Once I was nice and slick, I got back between Jenna’s legs. Holding my body above her with one hand and my penis with the other, I touched the tip to her vagina and pushed, hoping that this time I’d get it in.

At first nothing happened, and I cursed, wondering what I was doing wrong. Just as I was about to pull back, I felt my body move forward just a little. I pushed harder, then pulled back and pushed in again and just that easily got my entire thirteen-year-old virgin penis into Jenna’s tight, still warm, lifeless thirteen-year-old vagina.

I let out a pleasured gasp as my virginity left me. Oh, this felt NICE. I worked my hips, slipping my penis in and out of her dead body as I fucked a girl for the first time. It was so nice inside Jenna. I wondered if she was up in Heaven, smiling as I fucked her corpse.

I hadn’t been fucking her for long before I knew that my orgasm was near. I let out a shuddering, gasping moan as my sperm fired into Jenna’s dead, unmoving body. It was, of course, the best orgasm I’d ever had.

Once I was done cumming, I pulled out of and looked down. She still looked beautiful and peaceful, despite the fact that I’d just fucked her. I felt no guilt at what I’d done, just a sense of triumph and happiness that I wasn’t a virgin anymore, and I’d fucked the most beautiful girl in class.

Before I left, I fucked Jenna once more, but it wasn’t as good. She was starting to get a little cold, or so it seemed to me. I still came, and it still felt great, but it wasn’t as nice as the first time had been. After I was done cumming the second time, I got dressed and went back home, happy and content in a job well done.
I thought there was no problem until about three days later when the police knocked at our door. It turned out that I’d left fingerprints everywhere and since I’d been printed when I was a kind, in case I went missing, they had them on record. They knew what I’d done with Jenna. I was in serious trouble.

I ended up getting hauled to juvenile detention and was charged with all sorts of bad things. In the end, I wound up with probation until I turned eighteen. Somehow word of everything leaked out to the rest of the community and everyone at school talked about me as the boy who fucked a dead girl.

The next year or so sucked, but then I met a goth chick, who loved the idea of getting fucked by a penis that had fucked a dead girl, so that turned out good for me. I still don’t regret fucking Jenna. I probably won’t ever screw a dead girl again, but I’m happy I did it with that one.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Non terminus messor.

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