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Up the Creek

November 2, 2008

Up the Creek
By
Alex Hawk

“This is the spot, Matt! Right here!” called out my sister Cindy. She was twelve, a year younger than my thirteen years.

“Alright!” I said, following her over a small hill. We’d been walking for about thirty minutes, exploring the land our family had bought a few weeks ago. We’d moved out here to the midWest after spending most of our lives in Seattle, and it was really neat having all this land to explore! Since it was summer vacation we’d have plenty of time to look around and see our property.

“See! Right here!” she said, pointing to a small creek. We’d known it was somewhere on the land, but we hadn’t known exactly where.

“Oh, yeah!” I said, coming down the slope to join her. “Hey, cool. I wonder if there’s any fish in here?”

“Maybe. I saw a turtle down here earlier.”

“A turtle? Cool!”

We walked along the creek, looking into the water to see if we could spot anything of interest, but there didn’t seem to be much there. It was still pretty cool to see that we had our own little river here on our land!

Cindy and I paused under a large tree of some sort. I didn’t know what kind of tree it was. We were used to evergreens and anything beyond that was just outside our purview. It was big and shady, though, and that was what mattered, cause it was getting kind of warm.

I took a sip from the bottle of water I was carrying with me and leaned back against the tree. It was very nice outside.

“I like it here,” Cindy said.

I laughed a little. “I was thinking something like that myself.”

“It’s nice.”

“Yeah.”

Cindy looked at the creek. “I wanna go wading. I don’t think it’s deep enough to swim, but I think I can at least splash around a little.”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

My sister was wearing her jeans. She tried pulling up the legs, but they were really tight. Looking over at me, she said, “I’m going to take them off and go in my panties. Do you care?”

“Not really,” I said.

“Ok.” Cindy stood up and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, wiggling until they were off her, leaving her in a pair of light blue panties. She set her jeans aside and waded out into the water.

“Oooh! It’s kinda nice in here!” She said, walking back and forth.

“It is?” I asked.

“Yeah. Nice and cool.”

I was becoming aware of how hot I was. After watching Cindy splash around for a bit, I said, “I’m going to come in, too.”

“Ok.”

My jeans weren’t quite as tight as my sister’s, but I didn’t feel like wearing them. I got out of them and my t-shirt and waded into the water in my boxers. As I got out into the middle of the water, I let out a happy little sigh.

“You’re right, Cindy. This IS nice.”

“See, I told you.”

“Yeah.”

I wanted to just lower my whole body into the water, but that would have left me with wet boxers, and I didn’t want to deal with that all day long, so I just suffered. Cindy seemed to be having the same thoughts. A couple times I saw her start to sit down in the water, but stop herself when she realized she was going to get wet.

Finally after too much of this nonsense, I said to my sister, “Look. You wanna splash around full-on, right, but not get your clothes wet?”

“Yeah, how did you know?”

“Because I wanna do the same thing,” I said with a little smile.

Cindy giggled. “Ok. So what do you wanna do about it, Matt?”

“Well… you know what skinny-dipping is, right?”

“That’s where you swim naked?”

“Yeah. We can maybe do that.”

Cindy seemed to consider this for a bit. “I don’t know… I guess it might be ok. We’ve seen each other naked before, after all.”

I dimly remembered us seeing each other naked like four or five years ago. I was surprised she remembered it at all. “Well, yeah. I mean, it’s been a long time, but it’s not any big thing, right?”

“Yeah, I guess…”

“So, you wanna try it?”

“Yeah… ok, I guess it’s ok.”

“Cool.” I stood up and got out of my boxers, tossing them onto the shore. Now naked, and somewhat aware of my sister looking at my body, I settled down into the water, hissing a little as the cold came into contact with my virgin penis, but then relaxing. It felt really nice.

As I got comfortable, Cindy took off her shirt and her panties. I found myself looking idly at her as she stripped. Really all that I was thinking about when I came up with this idea was how nice it would be to get really wet. I had no sexual thoughts whatsoever about Cindy. Why would I? She was my sister, after all. But now as I looked at her naked body, I realized I was getting a major hard-on.

It was a nice body to be sure. Her breasts were still pretty small, but very nice, and she had only a couple strands of hair between her legs. I could see a beautiful little slit other than that. It was very cool seeing her like this, and it did make me horny, I’ll admit. I figured the thoughts would go away soon enough, though.

Cindy sat down in the water across from me. I saw her nipples harden as the cold hit her. She sucked in a breath, but then soon relaxed.

“Oh, this is very nice, Matt. What a good idea!”

“Thanks,” I said. “I like it.”

Cindy grinned an innocent grin and suddenly moved her arm, sending a nice splash of water directly into my face.

I sputtered and spit out water. “What the hell was THAT for!”

“Because, dummy, that’s what you do in water like this.”

“Says who?” I asked, moving my arm slowly.

“Says- ACK!” she cried out as a wave of water hit her right in the face. “You dork!” Cindy said, and launched herself at me.

Giggling and splashing, we fell together into the water, wrestling around under the surface, trying to dunk each other and just generally having a good time of it. The entire time my penis was very hard, but I didn’t really pay any attention to it, figuring that it would calm down and behave itself in time.

Meantime there was the wrestling to concentrate on! At one point Cindy managed to get me onto my back and dunked my head under the water while straddling my waist. I wasn’t about to put up with this and quickly flipped her over. With a little squeak she fell onto her back. I quickly laid on top of her, holding her down with my body positioned between her legs.

“Say uncle!” I said.

“Never!” Cindy replied. She sucked in a bit of water and sprayed it out at me.

“Oh, gross!” I said, and started moving around, trying to get a hold on her so that she couldn’t move. Cindy fought back, and as we moved I started to become aware of the tip of my penis pressing against something very warm. I was still an ignorant virgin and made no connection at all.

Still giggling, Cindy shifted her body under me and I shifted mine on top of hers. Suddenly I the felt the strangest sensation of my penis pushing into a very soft, warm, tight, yielding place unlike any I’d ever been in before. Reflexively, I pushed forward until I was completely inside, wondering just what the hell was happening. Whatever it was, it was certainly incredible!

Then I looked down at Cindy’s wide-eyed face. She had the strangest look of shock, surprise, confusion and pleasure. I couldn’t really describe it any more than that. It wasn’t anything I’d ever seen before.

That was when I made the connection. I looked down, but I couldn’t see anything clearly under the water because my body was in the way. So I pulled back a little with my hips and then pushed forward, experiencing the most incredible pleasure I’d ever felt in my life. Cindy let out a little whimper in response and I suddenly knew what had happened.

Somehow during the wrestling and fun, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis had wound up positioned just perfectly to enter my little sister’s twelve-year-old virgin vagina. When we’d moved around, well… so now I was actually inside her! Oh, god, it felt wonderful! Then my brain kicked in about just how wrong the situation was.

Quickly I pulled back, feeling a shock of cold water on my penis as it withdrew from Cindy’s vagina. I sat down hard on the bottom of the creek and stared at my sister, trying to get my breath back. She sat up a little and looked back at me.

Feeling that I had to say something first, I began with, “I’m really sorry, Cindy! I didn’t mean for that to happen! Please don’t be mad!”

“Were you just… were we… did you…” She didn’t seem to be able to really think right now.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for it to happen!” I was getting on the verge of panic right now.

Cindy stood up and quickly walked over to shore, grabbing her clothes and putting them on. I got out and started getting dressed, too. She began walking fast back towards the house and I had to really MOVE to keep up with her, constantly apologizing as we walked, and getting more and more worried as she ignored me.

When we were about halfway to the house, Cindy stopped and turned towards me.

“Just to make sure… I mean, I’ve never done anything like… well… I mean… you did have… you know… your dick… in me, right Matt?”

I hung my head. “Yeah… I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…” I felt like shit and I could tell I was probably going to start crying soon.

“So you were… fucking me…” she said softly.

“I’m really sorry,” I choked out.

Cindy softened a little. “Look, Matt, I know it was an accident… I’m just… I don’t know… I know you didn’t mean to do it, though. I’m not mad at you.”

“You’re not?”

“No.”

“I didn’t meant to hurt you,” I said, trying to hold back the tears.

Cindy shook her head. “You didn’t hurt me. It actually felt really good. I just… well, I hadn’t expected it, you know?”

“I didn’t expect it, either.”

“I’m sorry I got all mad at you.”

“It’s ok… I’m sorry I accidentally fucked you…” I said with a little smile.

Cindy smiled back a little. “Look… don’t tell Mom or Dad about this, ok?”

I laughed a ragged laugh. “I wasn’t planning to, Cindy, believe me. You won’t tell either, right?”

“Right.”

“Ok.”

Cindy held out her hand and we shook on it. Then she said, “We should probably get back home.”

“Yeah, ok.”

Cindy surprised me by giving me a very tight hug and when we broke it, we started walking back to the house.

All through the day I kept feeling really weird about what had happened. I felt very bad about it and very guilty about it, and even worse about the fact that it felt so good to be inside my sister’s vagina and then even worse than THAT when I kept getting hard every time I looked at her.

Late that night when I was in my bed trying to sleep, my erection kept distracting me. Finally I realized that I would never sleep without jerking off. Of course when I did so, I kept thinking about how fantastic it had been to have my penis inside my sister’s vagina. I came buckets thinking about fucking her and then slept fitfully, consumed by guilt and very confused about everything.

* * *

Next morning after I woke up, I started masturbating again, thinking about how I’d basically fucked my little sister. I wound up cumming all over myself and felt very guilty about it. I was so confused, really. I mean, it had felt good and all, but I knew it was bad. I just didn’t know what to do, what to think or what to feel. It was driving me nuts.

When I went downstairs for breakfast, Cindy was already sitting at the table eating some cereal. I thought about just sneaking back up, but she saw me.

“Hey, Matt.”

“Hey.” I walked over and got some cereal, sitting down at the breakfast table with Cindy.

We ate in awkward silence for a while. I kept wondering what was going through her mind. What she felt about yesterday. If she was mad, if she was indifferent. I also kept thinking about how she’d mentioned that it felt good having me inside her. That thought made me nice and hard.

Finally Cindy said, “Look. We need to talk about yesterday.”

“I was just thinking that.”

She was quiet for a little longer and then said, “Do you think… did that count as… you know… sex?”

I picked at my food. “I don’t know. I mean… I had it in you and everything… but… I don’t know if it counts or not.”

Cindy nodded. “I don’t know either. I mean, I know sex is where, you know, a guy has his… well, his penis inside a girl… and you had yours in me… but…” She trailed off and shrugged.

“Yeah. I don’t know. I wish there was someone we could talk with.”

“Yeah. But you won’t be telling anyone, will you?”

“No. Will you?”

“No.” She ate a couple more bites of cereal and then said, “So what happens now?”

“With us?”

“Yeah.”

I sighed. “I don’t know,” I confessed. “I kept thinking about it all last night.”

“You did?”

“Yeah.”

“Me, too. What did you think?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I thought about a lot of things. What did YOU think about?”

Cindy shrugged back at me. “Lots of stuff. Mostly just that I hoped you weren’t, like, mad at me or anything.”

“Mad?” I echoed. “Why would I be mad?”

“I don’t know. Just because.”

Laughing a little I said, “Sounds like we’re both kind of confused about it all.”

“Yeah.” Cindy smiled a little and I felt some of the tension go away.

“Can I ask you a question?” I said as she stood and started clearing her dishes from the table.

“What?”

“Well… you said that, you know, it felt kind of good when I was in you?”

Cindy shook her head. “No. I didn’t say that.”

I blinked. “You didn’t?”

“No.” She grinned a little. “I said it felt REALLY good when you were in me.”

I laughed again and started clearing away my dishes. “Ok, ok. You’re right, that’s what you said.”

“So what was your question?”

“Well… did it feel good for you?”

“Yeah,” she said with a nod as I began rinsing my dishes. “I mean I was a little shocked at first, but then it felt very nice.”

“Cool.”

“What did it feel like for you?”

I looked directly into Cindy’s eyes. “It was the best thing I’d ever felt in my life.”

Cindy blushed a little. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool.”

We walked into the living room together. Cindy quietly said, “Can I tell you something, Matt?”

“Ok.”

“Last night when I was in bed I was… well, touching myself… and I kept thinking about you… and how it had felt when you were inside me…”

“You did?”

“Yeah.”

I smiled a little. “I did the same thing.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

“Cool!” Cindy giggled.

“I wish we knew if it counted as sex,” I said.

Cindy said, “I know… well, let’s figure it out. What exactly is sex?”

“Don’t you know?” I asked, briefly confused.

Cindy rolled her eyes. “Of course I know, Matt. I want to hear you give me a definition.”

“Sex is when a boy has his penis inside a girl’s vagina,” I said. Using the real words made me sound a little more knowing than I actually was.

“Ok, so you had your penis inside my vagina, but you took it out really quick.”

“Yeah… I think you also have to, like, actually move it in and out for it to count as sex.” The conversation was giving me a massive hard-on.

“I felt you moving it a little,” Cindy said.

I nodded. “Yeah. I moved it in and out once cause I wasn’t sure where I was or what I was doing. I figured moving might tell me.”

“Did it?”

“Yeah. When I saw your face it was pretty easy to put two and two together.”

“Ok. So you moved it in and out once. Does that count as sex?”

“It might,” I said with a shrug. “I think also for it to be sex maybe the boy has to shoot his sperm into the girl?”

“You didn’t do that, did you?”

“No, I wasn’t even close to doing that.”

Cindy thought about this. “No… that doesn’t work because you had your penis inside my vagina and you moved it in and out, even if it was only once. Even if you didn’t shoot your sperm into me… I think we did it.”

“So we had sex?” I asked, my penis throbbing.

“Yeah.” Cindy took a deep breath and nodded. “We had sex.”

“Ok.” I sat back on the couch, my mind whirling. “Wow. So we’re not virgins anymore.”

“Yeah, I guess we aren’t.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

“Cindy?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna do it again?” I blurted out.

Cindy was silent for a very long time. Finally she slowly said, “I don’t know, Matt… I mean, I do want to cause it felt really good… but we’re brother and sister, so I don’t think we should.”

“Yeah, but we already did it once,” I countered. “So why not do it again?”

“But we did it by accident then… I don’t think we should do it again.” She sounded unconvinced.

“Look, what can it hurt, Cindy? I mean, my penis was already in you once. What does it hurt if I’m in you again?”

“I don’t know…”

“How about if we try it just once?” I asked in near desperation. “If we don’t really like it, we don’t ever have to do it again. But since we had sex once and we’re not virgins anymore, we might as well really honestly DO IT all the way just once, you know? So that we know what it’s really like.”

“Yeah… well, I guess if it’s just once, it can’t hurt.”

“Yeah.”

Cindy thought a little longer and then finally shrugged. “Ok. We can try it once more, but not ever again unless we both really want to, ok?”

“Ok!” I said, prepared to agree to just about anything if it meant my penis could return to the paradise that lay between my little sister’s legs. “So where do you wanna do it?”

“How about my bedroom?” Cindy said after a bit.

“Ok.” I stood up.

Cindy rather shakily got to her feet and we walked up to her bedroom. Once we were inside, she shut and locked the door and we stood there next to her bed looking at just about everything except for each other.

“So I guess we should get naked?” I said, desperate to move things along.

“Yeah, I guess.”

I moved first, starting by taking off my shirt. Cindy took of hers a few seconds later and soon both her and I were naked. Cindy’s eyes went straight to my hard penis while my eyes went right to the smooth slit between her legs.

We started at each other until Cindy said, “So… how do we do it?”

I put some thought into it and said, “I’m not really sure. I guess you just lay down and I’ll get on top of you and put it inside.”

“Ok,” Cindy said as she laid down on her bed, parting her legs.

I got on top of my sister, resting my penis against her preteen vagina. I was very nervous at the thought of what I was about to do, but I was also really eager to see what it was like to really FUCK and not just stick it in and pull it right out again.

Looking down between Cindy’s legs, I saw what I figured was the right place. I took my teenage penis in my hand and pressed the tip against the spot. “Right here?”

“A little higher,” she whispered.

“Here?” I said after adjusting.

“Yeah.”

“Ok.” Taking a deep breath I pushed against the spot, imagining my penis sliding easily into place just like it had before.

That didn’t happen.

What did happen was that my penis just pressed against her but didn’t seem to penetrate at all. Scowling a little I pulled back a tiny bit and then pushed forward again. Still nothing.

“Are you sure I’m in the right place?” I asked.

Cindy gave me a look. “Trust me.”

“Ok, so why aren’t I going in?”

“I don’t know. Keep trying.”

I was pleased that at least she wasn’t going to insist that I stop. I readjusted myself and applied pressure once more. This time I felt it. A very slight yielding sensation around the tip of my penis. Encouraged, I pushed a little further and looked down to see the tip disappearing into my sister.

Cindy gripped my arms. “Oh! I can feel you going in!”

“Yeah…” I whispered. I pushed again and pulled back a little to get my balance. Then when I pushed forward once more it was the same strange slide into pleasure, my little sister’s vagina almost sucking my penis into her. I let out a gasp of pure delight as the last of my shaft sank into her, my body pressing directly against hers. Looking down I could see only my pubic hair against her mostly bare pubes. I was inside my sister once again.

“Oh, Matt,” Cindy whispered, looking up into my eyes. “Oh, you’re in me again…”

“Yeah…” I whispered back. “Do you like it?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh, yes… god, I like it…” Cindy wrapped her legs around mine and pulled me down on top of her, my bare chest pressing against her small breasts.

Doing my best not to cum too soon, I said, “Can I start moving?”

“Yeah…”

I began flexing my hips, moving my teenage penis slowly back and forth within my sister’s wonderful preteen vagina. Now I knew I was certainly having sex! There was no question anymore. I was officially fucking my sister, and GOD was it wonderful!

Cindy started moving under me as I fucked her. The wet and tight magic surrounding my penis started getting even wetter and tighter. It was pretty obvious she was really enjoying the sex. I was happy to see that, cause it certainly increased the chances of me getting to do it again!

Deep within my penis, though, I could feel my orgasm approaching. As I fucked Cindy, I managed to whisper to her, “I can’t… hold back… I’m gonna… cum soon…”

Cindy may or may not have known exactly what I was talking about. All she did was nod and moan a little. That was enough for me! I lost all control and pushed deep inside my sister’s vagina as my penis began firing off sending several blasts of incestual sperm up into her waiting body. I gave no thought at all to the possibility of getting her pregnant. All I cared about was the total bliss my body was experiencing.

Cindy must’ve felt much the same thing, because under me she began moaning in earnest and I felt her vagina suddenly clutch and grip at my penis as she held tight onto my naked body. I didn’t know for sure that girls had orgasms, but what Cindy was going through certainly had to be one!

When we were both done cumming, we looked into each others eyes, our minds whirling. I slowly pulled my penis out of Cindy and rolled over to lay on her bed next to her. We hadn’t meant to fuck the first time. We’d certainly intended to the second time. And now I knew it wasn’t going to be the last time.

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk

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Sibling Sex

November 13, 2008

Sibling Sex
By
Alex Hawk

It got my attention as I was riding my bike. Laying there in Mr Henderson’s recycling bin. I looked around to see if anyone was looking and when I saw all was clear, I picked it up and very quickly starting biking back home, my thirteen-year-old penis hardening up in my pants at the thought of what I had in my hand.

When I got home I parked my bike and snuck quietly into the house. I crept slowly past the living room, trying to be as quiet as I could.

“Hey, Jeremy!” came the voice of my twelve-year-old sister, Sandra. “What do you have in your hand?”

I cringed a little at the entrance to the living room. “Nothing,” I muttered, trying to hide the magazine behind my back.

“You got something. Looks like a magazine. What is it? I wanna see!” Sandra came out of the living room and walked towards me.

“No, it’s private,” I said, trying to push by her.

“No way, Jeremy. If you wanna get past me, you gotta let me see what it is.”

Sighing, I rolled my eyes. There was no arguing with Sandra when she was like this. Silently I held up the magazine.

“‘Sibling Sex’? Is this some porn magazine?” she said, looking over it.

Given that the cover featured a naked boy and girl kissing each other, I could hardly argue with her. “Yes, I think it is. I found it in Mr Henderson’s recycling bin.”

“Oh… I’ve never seen one of these before, but I’ve heard about them.”

“Yeah, well… I thought it might be nice to look at,” I said weakly.

“Can we both look at it?”

I thought about it and shrugged. I really wanted to be alone so that I could masturbate to the magazine, but I guessed looking at it with Sandra at first wouldn’t be such a big deal. I was sure she’d get tired of it and I could take it upstairs and be by myself.

We walked into the living room together and sat on the couch. We each held one side of the magazine and started turning the pages. There were a whole series of pictures, all of them showing kids about our ages, give or take a few years. These kids were doing everything, too. They were kissing, they were touching, they were even fucking! It was the coolest thing I’d ever seen.

“Wow… this is kinda neat,” Sandra said. “I wonder who these kids are?”

“I don’t know,” I said, turning a couple pages. Lucky kids though, I thought.

“Looks like they’re having a lot of fun,” Sandra said, looking at a picture of two kids kissing in only their underwear. The caption said they were Al (13) and Sue (12), brother and sister. As the series went on, the girl started sucking on the boy’s penis, he ended up licking her vagina and eventually wound up fucking her. When he was done the camera pulled back to show some of the boy’s sperm leaking out of his sister’s vagina.

“Yeah, it does,” I said, acutely aware of how much fun I could be having if I were looking at this on my own.

Our eyes lingered over the pictures for a very long time. These kids were apparently the main feature of the magazine. We skipped to a few other parts, but came back to them.

“I wonder if they’re really brother and sister?” I asked out loud, aware of a tension in the air between us.

“Of course they are. I mean, look, they even look alike. And besides, the magazine wouldn’t say they were if they weren’t.”

“True,” I conceded. I pointed to their ages. “They’re the same age we are.”

“Yeah.” Sandra looked at the pictures in silence for a bit and then said, “Looks like they’re really having a good time, too.”

“Yeah.”

A thought started to cross my mind. Just as I opened my mouth to say something tentative, Sandra said, “Jeremy?”

“Yeah?”

“Would you like to… you know… try some of this stuff? I mean, maybe not everything, but maybe just a little? It does look like it’s a lot of fun.”

I was surprised that my sister had apparently been reading my mind. I looked at her shy, smiling face, her red hair in cute pigtails. “You want to try some of it?”

“Yeah. I mean, if you want to.”

I grinned a little. “Well, sure, I guess. If you want to.”

My sister looked at me and we both giggled a little. She said, “Ok, let’s do some of it!”

“Ok.”

We turned to the start of the pictures where the kids were in their underwear kissing each other.

I pointed to that. “I guess that’s where we start?”

“Alright.”

Slowly, shyly, my sister and I stripped down to our underwear. She left her bra on at first, but then noticing the girl in the picture didn’t have one, she took it off, displaying a set of very nice, if a little small, breasts. The first real ones I’d ever seen.

“So… now what?” she asked.

I pointed to the pictures. “I guess we get really close and start kissing.”

“Ok.”

Very awkwardly my sister and I moved together, wrapping our arms around each other’s mostly naked bodies. I felt her bare breasts pressing against my chest. We looked into each other’s eyes once again and then pressed our lips together in our first incestual kiss.

I’d kissed a couple girls before, so this wasn’t anything really new to me. But needless to say, I’d never kissed a girl in this way before. Basically naked and with tongues and the girl in question being my little sister. It was pretty sweet, though.

The pictures showed the kids putting their hands on each other’s butt, so my sister and I did that as we kissed, and that really added something to it. The sensation of my hand on her, hers on me, our mouths locked together, our bare chests pressing into one another. Sweet!

After a few minutes of kissing, my sister pulled back, both of us giggling as we stopped with the kiss. She looked down at the magazine and said, “Looks like that’s what we have to do next.”

“Ok, turn around.”

Sandra turned around and I stood behind her, taking each of her breasts in my hands. The flesh was warm and soft but with just a little firmness to it. I couldn’t really think of anything to compare it to, but I really liked it!

“That feels really nice, Jeremy,” my sister said, reaching back to caress my legs as I stood behind her.

“I like it, too,” I replied.

A couple minutes after we started standing this way, my sister reached down and turned the page. She looked at it and then looked at me.

“Ok, I guess we try this next.”

“Alright!” I said with real enthusiasm.

My sister turned and sat down on the coffee table. I hooked my fingers into my underwear and, lust overriding my nervousness, pulled them down, my virgin penis springing up into view.

“Wow,” my sister said, looking at it.

“Yeah,” was all I could think of to say in return.

Sandra reached out and put her hand around my penis, squeezing it a little. “Feels weird,” she replied.

I shrugged. “That’s how it’s supposed to be.”

My sister looked at the pics and said, “Ok, here goes nothing.” She then leaned forward and kissed the tip of my penis. It was all I could do not to faint with delight. Then she opened her mouth and took the tip into it, and I thought I’d die with pleasure. Finally she slid her mouth down around the shaft and I knew what heaven was like as I got my first blowjob from my sister.

The pictures didn’t show the girl really moving her head back and forth on her brother’s penis. They were just still photos after all. But just the feeling of my own sister holding her mouth steady on my erection was more than enough for me.

Then my sister turned a couple more pages and pulled her mouth away.

“My turn now.”

“Alright.”

Sandra stood up and I knelt naked before her. I took my hands and slowly pulled her panties down, exposing myself to my first vagina. It wasn’t much to look at in some ways. Just a small slit with a little bit of hair at the top of it. It still looked really cool, though.

Once my sister was out of her panties, she moved over and sat down on the couch, lifting her legs high and spreading them wide, just like the girl in the picture. Emulating the girl’s brother, I got between my sister’s legs, looking at her vagina splayed out in front of me.

“Ok, here goes,” I muttered. I stuck out my tongue and moved it forward until it contacted a small bump. Remembering the picture, I moved my tongue over and around the bump, hearing my sister moan a little as I did so. I must’ve been doing something right.

The next couple pics showed the boy with his finger inside his sister’s vagina. I stuck out my finger and probed around, trying to find a place it would sink in. It took a couple tries, but then, suddenly, I felt my finger almost sucked into someplace wonderful.

“Ooooh… Jeremy, that feels great…” Sandra whispered.

“Good.” I moved my finger back and forth, continuing to lick my sister’s vaginal area as I did so. I wanted this to feel as good for her as it was for me!

“What’s the next pic show?” my sister asked after a few minutes.

I pulled away from her and turned the pages. The next pics showed the boy standing/crouching between his sister’s legs and working his penis up into her vagina. My heart fluttered in my chest as I picked up the magazine and showed it to Sandra.

“Oh,” she said after a moment.

“Yeah.”

“Well…” she said slowly. “Do you wanna try that, Jeremy?”

“Sure!” I nearly shouted. Recovering somewhat, I said, “I mean, yeah, if you want to.”

“I think I do… but if it starts to hurt you have to stop, ok?”

“Ok!” I said, the promise easily made. Like any virgin boy, I’d say just about anything to get my first fuck.

I got into position just like the boy in the magazine. Taking my penis in my hand I pressed it against my sister’s vagina, expecting to just slide into her. Nothing happened. I tried again and again nothing happened.

Then I got an idea. I licked my hand and rubbed the saliva all over my erection. Lining up, I pressed again and felt myself go in a little. Encouraged, I pushed harder and slid in some more. Now I felt very confident and slowly started pushing and prodding, gradually working every bit of my extremely hard thirteen-year-old virgin penis into my little sister’s very tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina, stopping only when my pubic hair met hers.

My sister’s vagina twitched slightly around my penis as I got my breath and looked into her eyes. I couldn’t quite read what I saw there, so I didn’t move or anything. Just held myself perfectly still, unable to believe that I had just lost my virginity to my sister.

“Are you ok, Sandra?” I whispered.

“Yeah… yeah… it feels ok…”

“Good.” I knew that I was supposed to move, so I started doing so, slowly sliding back and forth inside my sister’s vagina, little sparks of pleasure traveling from my penis up into my brain.

I have no idea how long we fucked that first time. I actually came inside my sister pretty quickly, but stayed inside her and began fucking her again moments later, looking into her eyes as we had sex. It was one of the best moments of my life.

For the next week my sister and I spent a great deal of time fucking. We managed to find time during our sexplay, however, to take a few moments to make a series of pictures of the two of us doing it with each other. We printed them off and left them in an envelope outside Mr Henderson’s door with a big note saying “THANK YOU!”

We were, after all, always raised to be polite.

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. What is this thing you call cliché?

Ok, ok. So this wasn’t much of a plot and it’s been done a billion times, but I wanted to write it anyhow. I was inspired by a series of CGI pics someone sent me. In this series of CGI pics there was a brother and sister looking at a magazine called “Family Fun”, though one that featured adults instead of kids. They go from looking to copying. I thought it made for a nice little tale, so here we are. Hope you all liked it!

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A Thing as Pure as Love – Chapter Five

October 16, 2008

A Thing as Pure as Love – Chapter Five
By
Alex Hawk

The next morning Cassie and I got up early, checked out of the hotel room and got on a bus heading out. We didn’t really talk all that much. It was a little awkward, actually. Waking up the next morning after having had sex with your sibling could be uncomfortable.

All through the ride on the bus, I kept experiencing a lot of conflicting feelings. I felt guilt over what we’d done. I felt really excited by what we’d done. I felt lots of things, and through it all I kept having the image of my father laughing at us.

We eventually rolled into Albuquerque at a fairly late hour. We didn’t have the chance to get any food or anything, we just beelined straight for a flophouse motel not far from the bus station. It wasn’t much, but it was shelter.

Once we settled in, each on separate beds, I turned on the TV to see if there was anything good on before we went to sleep. Nothing but the Tonight Show. Well, that was ok. I sat back to watch.

“Hunter?” Cassie asked from her bed.

“Yeah?” I grunted.

“Is something wrong? You’ve been really quiet all day.”

I shook my head. “I’m just kind of tired.”

“Don’t lie to me, Hunter, please,” she said softly.

“I’m not lying,” I lied.

“You’re bugged by how we made love last night.”

“I… well, maybe a little,” I confessed.

“But why? I told you it was ok.”

“I know,” I mumbled. “But we’re brother and sister. We’re not supposed to do that sort of thing.”

“So what? Dad wasn’t supposed to hit us all the time. He wasn’t supposed to try… to try to rape me… you weren’t supposed to kill him. What does it matter now?”

“It just does.”

“I loved having you inside me, Hunter,” she said after a few moments of quiet. “I’ve never felt so loved and protected before.”

I shifted awkwardly, trying to ignore my throbbing penis. I didn’t say anything.

“I want to feel that again, Hunter. Please?” she stood up and moved over to sit on the edge of my bed.

“Cassie… I want to, too, but we can’t.”

“Why? We both want to. It feels good.” She smiled faintly. “It’s better than just watching staticy television all night.”

I smiled back, despite myself. “Yeah, maybe.”

“Please?”

I sighed. “Ok, but look, Cassie. If we do it tonight, we can’t ever do it ever again, ok? Just this one last time, alright?”

“Alright.”

“Ok.” I sat up and started undressing. Cassie began doing the same, and soon we were both naked, laying back together, side-by-side on my bed.

My sister smiled at me. “You look so cute when you’re naked, Hunter.”

“So do you,” I said with a smile of my own.

“Do you want to get on top again?”

“Ok.”

Cassie laid back and spread her legs as I got between them, looking down at her vagina. God, it was beautiful. My penis twitched with anticipation as I looked at my target. I knew this was wrong, so very wrong, but I wanted it as much as she did.

“Are you ready?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

I scooted forward and touched the tip of my penis against my sister’s vagina. I poked around a little until I found that wonderful wet spot and slowly pushed, watching as I sank my teenage erection all the way into her tight, pre-teen body.

Once I was all the way inside Cassie’s vagina, I let out a sigh of pleasure and lay down on top of her, feeling her breasts against my chest as I started slowly moving within her body. As we began fucking, I started to understand what she’d been talking about earlier. I felt very loved by being so physically close to her. Knowing that she needed me, that she wanted me, that she cared about me. It was really incredible.

“Oh, Hunter,” Cassie whispered. “Please… please say we can do this again…”

I knew it was wrong. I knew it was incest. But she was right. We’d already broken so many rules. And I’d killed our father for her. How could I ever deny her anything she wanted after that?

“Yes, Cassie… all the time… always… forever…”

She leaned her face up and kissed me passionately on the mouth. I started kissing back and began thrusting ever faster into her, feeling my orgasm build as I made love to my wonderful, sweet, magnificent little sister.

“Oh… oh, Cassie… here I go…” I whispered, and closed my eyes, tensing my body as the orgasm took hold, my sperm blowing out of my penis and into my sister’s vagina. It was pleasure beyond all reason and sanity. It was nothing but pure bliss going straight from my genitals to my brain. It was heaven.

When I was done cumming, I rolled off Cassie and laid there with my arms around her body. We didn’t say anything further, but nothing further needed to be said. We just held each other until the night took us and we drifted off to sleep.

END CHAPTER FIVE

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

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College Guys – Chapter One

October 20, 2008

College Guys – Chapter One
By
Alex Hawk

Summer is, without a doubt, the best time of year ever! No school, no parents around, nothing important to do, just pure, wonderful, uninterrupted fun!

It was especially sweet for me. I had just turned fifteen a couple weeks ago and this summer promised to be the best one ever! I’d get to read all I wanted, talk with my friends, hang out, drool over boys. Everything!

It was only a week into summer vacation that the house next to ours got rented out for the season. The owners were usually gone all summer long and rented it out to vacationers. It was a very, very big house with six bedrooms, a large backyard and a swimming pool.

This year, it seemed, they’d rented it out to a whole group of people. I sat up in my bedroom and looked out one of my windows, watching as our new neighbors moved in. There seemed to be five of them, all about eighteen or nineteen, all male and all HOT AS FUCK!

One of the boys, he had dark brown hair and a ring in his eyebrow, saw me looking down at them. He smiled at me and waved. I felt myself blush and quickly ducked back into the bedroom. When I was sure he was probably gone, I poked my nose out and watched some more as they finished unloading the van they’d used to move with and then went into their house. Then I quickly dashed to my bed and spent some time “getting in touch” with myself.

It wasn’t until late the next day, as I was walking home from buying some Mountain Dew that I got to meet the boys. They were all sitting out on the porch of the house, drinking Cokes and talking. One of them, one that had very blond hair, called out to me.

“Hey! I’ll trade you a Coke for a Mountain Dew!”

I looked at the twelve-pack in my hands and blushed a little. Then I said, “Ok,” and began walking to the porch.

“Thanks,” he said when I handed him the can.

“You’re the girl next door, right?” asked the dark haired boy.

“Yeah,” I said with a little nod.

“Cool. I’m Des. The mooch is Jarrod. This is Taz,” he said, pointing to a boy who had dark hair and light highlights, then pointed to a blond boy with an earring, “this is Jaden, and that’s Sammy,” he concluded, pointing to one with dark blond hair.

“Hi.” I waved at them. “I’m Shannon.”

“Nice to meet you,” Sammy said, reaching out to shake my hand. I shook his and that of the other boys.

“We’re here for the summer,” Des said. “We’ve come out here from ASU. We got some other guys coming in next week.”

“ASU? That’s in Arizona, right?”

“Right.”

“You all go there?”

“Well, I don’t yet,” Jaden said. “I just graduated from high school. I start in September.”

“Yeah, he’s the only minor around,” Taz said, ruffling Jaden’s hair.

“Bite me,” Jaden replied.

“I’ll let Sammy do that,” Taz replied easily.

Sammy punched Taz in the arm with a cheerful, “Go to hell, breeder.”

A little puzzled by that exchange, I said to the boys, “Cool. Well, I hope you guys have a good time.”

“We will,” Jarrod said with a smile. “Especially knowing that there’s such a cute girl living next door.”

I blushed and said, “Uh… yeah. Thanks.”

Des laughed and said, “Ignore him. He’s a pervert. We’re gonna have a little barbeque tomorrow night. Play some volleyball. You can come if you want.”

“Thanks, I will.”

“Cool. See you tomorrow.”

“Ok.” I waved at the boys and they all waved back and I went back to my house, my mind swimming with images of four cute, cute college guys!

* * *

My parents weren’t home the next night, but I’d told them I was going next door for a barbeque. They had no problem with that. They knew the owner of the house screened all applicants before letting them move in, so the boys had to be good people.

I went over to their house with a twenty-four pack of Mountain Dew my parents had picked up for me to bring along. Jarrod answered the door when I rang the bell. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. His body was a little pale, but he had a beautiful build. It was all I could do not to drool over him.

“Hey, Shannon! Cool. Come on in. Let me take that,” he said, taking the drinks from me.

“Thanks, Jarrod,” I said with a little smile.

Jarrod lead me out back to the yard where the other three boys were hanging out. All of them had their shirts off and looked fantastic! Sammy had the buffest body of all of them, but none of them were bad. Just looking at them sent a tingle through my body. I was still a virgin, and not in a huge hurry to change that, but my desire to do so might have just accelerated some.

“Hey, nice to see you,” Jaden said, coming on a skateboard. He handed me a hamburger.

“Thanks.” I took it from him and bit down.

“So what sort of fun is there to do in this town?” Des asked, coming over from the volleyball game. He had sweat dripping down his body. God, he was sexy.

“Uh… not much, really. Just the beach. But that’s cool, I guess.”

“Yeah, beaches are nice,” Des said, nodding. “When I was a kid growing up in Oregon I liked to go down to the beach, but the ones up there suck.”

“Well, California has to be good for something,” Jarrod responded with a grin.

“Hey, we’re good for lots of things!” I protested.

“I bet,” he said, giving me the most direct look I’d ever seen. Something about it really made me quiver inside.

Taz laughed. “Jesus, Jarrod! Keep it in your pants, already.” He tossed the ball to me. “You play?”

“Sure.”

We formed up into teams. Me, Jarrod and Jaden on one side and Taz, Des and Sammy on the other. They quickly began to kick our asses. That was when I found out that Des played for ASU’s volleyball team. Turned out all the boys were into one sport or another. Jaden liked to skate, Taz was a biker, Sammy was a swimmer and Jarrod… well, no one would tell me what he did to stay in shape, but there was lots of smirking.

As it began to get dark, Jarrod and I found ourselves spending lots of time sitting by the pool talking with each other. He was really nice and very sweet and pretty smart, too. I really liked talking with him.

Just as things were getting interesting, I heard my parents coming home. They had a very loud, very distinctive engine. I looked at Jarrod.

“My parents are getting home. I probably gotta go home, too.”

“Oh, ok. Well, it was cool talking with you, Shannon.”

“Thanks.”

We stood up. I shook hands with all the boys and Jarrod escorted me to the front door. Once we were there, I said, “I liked talking with you. Can I come over again?”

“Sure. Of course you can. I’d love to get to know you better.”

“You would?”

“Yeah.” Then Jarrod surprised me. He leaned down his head and kissed me. Right on the mouth! It wasn’t anything fancy. No tongue or anything like that. Just a nice, sweet, kiss. I’d been kissed before, but never as nice as this.

He smiled. “You like that?”

“Oh, yes.”

He put his head back down and we started kissing again. As we kissed, Jarrod’s hand, which had been on my back, moved slowly around to cup one of my breasts. Now THAT I’d never done before, but I liked it. I moved my hand down from his back and onto his butt, feeling the firm muscles under the cloth of his shorts.

Jarrod then slipped his hand under the fabric of the bikini top I was wearing, and for the first time in my life, a boy’s hand was directly on one of my breasts! Then he really blew me away by pulling my top up and leaning down to suck and kiss my nipple.

“You wanna go up to my bedroom?” Jarrod whispered to me as he lifted his face from my chest. It was very clear what he had in mind.

“Yes…” I whispered, overwhelmed by pleasure. Then I shook my head. “I can’t, though. My parents are expecting me to be home.”

“Ok.” Jarrod took my hand from his ass and pulled it around to place it on the front of his shorts. I felt a strange, steel hardness under my hand. I knew instantly what it was. “Maybe next time?”

“Maybe…”

“Cool.” He kissed me once more and pulled my top back down. “See you later.”

“Bye…” I replied, somewhat dazed, as I left their house and went back to my own.

* * *

“You said NO?!” asked my friend, Corinne. It was the next day and we were hanging out over at her house.

“Well, yes.” I laid back on her bed and smiled. “I had to get back home.”

“You chickened out,” was her reply.

“Ha. I would have let him take me up to his bedroom and fuck me good if he wanted to,” I said, and tingle passing through me at the idea. “But my parents needed me at home.”

Corinne snorted. “Right. I lost my virginity a year ago. I keep telling you how good sex is. You keep saying you want to wait. Now you tell me you want this boy to fuck you?”

“Well… I didn’t say I wanted him to,” I hedged. “I just said that if he wanted to, I’d probably let him.” I would have let any and all of them fuck me, was what I didn’t say, but was true anyhow.

“Same thing.”

Since I didn’t have a reply to that, I changed the subject. “What was it like your first time?”

“It sucked,” Corinne replied. “It was with Jacob.” Who had been her boyfriend at the time. “He had no idea what the hell he was doing. He wasn’t a virgin, and I was a virgin. It was terrible. It hurt a little bit, and it was really strange. That’s pretty much why I only did it with him once.”

“Oh.”

“After that I did it with other boys. The first time sucks for everyone, Shannon. If I had it to do over again, I would have picked someone else to do it with first so that when I did it with Jacob it wouldn’t have been so bad.”

“Oh.” I considered this. “So if I decided to have sex with Jarrod, you think I should let some other boy do it with me first so that it can be bad with him but good with Jarrod?”

Corinne nodded. “Pretty much, yeah. I mean, your first time will suck. Just accept that. Now if you want to have nothing but good sex with Jarrod, it’s best if you let someone else pop your cherry.”

I rolled my eyes. “I hate that phrase.”

“It’s still true.”

“Maybe.” I started flipping through Corinne’s CD collection, looking for some music. “What? Since when do you like Tim McGraw?”

She grimaced. “It was a present from Jacob.”

“Oh. So it wasn’t the sex that made you break up, it was the music?”

“Shut up,” she suggested.

I thumbed through some more music and then said, “So… if I decided to let someone else fuck me, who should it be?”

Corinne replied, “Well, don’t do Jacob. He has no clue how to use his dick.”

“Hmmm… it would have to be someone I trust, someone I know, but not someone I’m in a relationship with.”

“What about Arthur?”

“Arthur?”

“Yeah, he’s your best friend.”

“But he’s gay,” I pointed out.

“So?”

I just looked at her.

“Alright, alright. Just trying to help.”

“Try harder.”

“Albert?”

“Albert White?”

“Yeah.”

“FAT Albert?”

“Yes.”

“But he weighs about 250 pounds!”

“So?”

“So he’d squash me!”

“True,” Corinne conceded. “Ok, how about Geoffrey Franks?”

“He has a girlfriend.”

“Mitchell Parker?”

“I think he and his family moved away last week.”

“Oh, right. Ok, how about Manuel Lopez?”

I rolled my eyes again. “He’s a criminal.”

“So?”

“No.”

“Picky, picky.”

“Sorry. Like I said, it need to be a boy I know and like, but not one I’m in love with, so that the sex can suck.”

“Ok.” Corinne thought quietly to herself and then said, “Well… there’s always Brian.”

“Brian,” I said, flatly.

“Yes.”

“Your brother.”

“Yes.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but then shut it thoughtfully. Brian was sixteen, had really nice brown hair, a cute smile and a nice body. He was pretty hot. Plus I’d known him as long as I’d known Corinne and that was a long time. I’d even had a small crush on him back when I was in middle school.

“Are you sure he’s not a virgin still?”

Corinne snorted. “Trust me. I walked in on him and Melissa Parker.”

“Oh. That must’ve been awkward.”

Corinne nodded slowly. “Yes. Yes, it was.”

The more I thought about the idea, the more it had appeal. “Are you sure he’d be interested?”

“Shannon.”

“Yes?”

“Brian is a boy,” Corinne said slowly. “He’ll fuck anything.”

“Oh, yeah. Thanks. Gee, that makes me feel good.”

“Oh, shut up. You want him or not?”

I licked my lips. “I don’t know. What do you think?”

“I think Jarrod’s gonna get your pussy one way or the other. I think getting your cherry popped by Brian would be better. That way you’ll know what you’re doing.”

I thought some more as I looked at the CD’s. I finally pulled out a Justin Timberlake CD and put it on. Laying back on Corinne’s bed I played over in my mind all the reasons not to do anything with Brian and then played through all the reasons TO have sex with him. What mostly got me was simple curiosity. I wanted to feel a boy inside me. To know what it would be like to get fucked. Corinne was right that I was probably going to do it with Jarrod, if he wanted to. So I might as well get my first time out of the way so that it’ll be better with him.

“Ok,” I finally said. “I’ll do it with Brian.” I sat up. “Can you ask him for me?”

Corinne gave me a look. “What, you just want me to go into his room and say, ‘Hey, Shannon’s got an itch only your dick can scratch’?”

I glared at her. “No. But, I mean, how the hell do I ask him?”

“Well… how about you wait until tonight, once our mom is asleep, and then just go to him and say, ‘I want you to fuck me’, and see what he says.”

“You’re such a romantic.”

“This isn’t about romance, it’s about sex.”

“Aren’t they the same?”

“No.”

I sulked a little. “Well… I guess I’ll figure out a way.”

Corinne laughed. “Right. You’ll walk out of this house as virgin as you were when you walked in.”

“Oh, really?”

“Really.”

“We’ll see.”

Thankfully further conversation stopped at that point because Corinne’s mother called us down for dinner. We went down to eat, and I wound up sitting across from Brian, checking him out, imagining him naked and thinking about what it would be like to get fucked by him. The more I thought about it, the more I liked it.

Late that night, about an hour after their mom had gone to bed, I turned to Corinne and said, “Well… here I go.”

“Right.”

“You still don’t believe I’ll do it with Brian?”

“No.” She didn’t even look up from a book she was thumbing through.

I stood up. “Just you wait.”

“I will.”

Scowling, I left her bedroom and crept down the hall. Once I was at Brian’s door, I put my ear against it and listened, hearing nothing but the sound of quiet music. His light was still on, though, so I knew he was awake. I knocked gently.

“Come in,” came the quiet reply.

I opened Brian’s bedroom door and came inside, closing the door behind me. “Hello,” I said.

Brian looked up at me. “Oh. Shannon. Hey. What’s up?”

“I wanted to ask you a favor,” I said, standing awkwardly.

“Ok. What?”

“Well…” I took a deep breath. Here it was. “I want to lose my virginity to you.”

Brian blinked. “What?”

“I want to have sex,” I said, trying not to breathe too hard. “I want to have it with you, because I think you’d be a good person to lose my virginity to.”

“Right.” Brian sat up. “This is some weird joke, right?”

I shook my head. “No, I’m serious. Look, there’s this guy.” I told Brian the whole story, including everything that Corinne and I had talked about.

“So let me make sure I understand,” Brian said. “Basically, you want me to fuck you so that when you get fucked by Jarrod it will be really good with him, even though it might not be good with me?”

“Yeah. I mean, you’ve had sex with girls before, right? You know what you’re doing and stuff.”

“Well, yeah, I have. I’ve had sex with seven girls since I was fourteen and three of them were virgins, but still.” He shook his head. “Man, only my sister could come up with a plan this messed up.”

“Well, you know how Corinne can be.”

“Yeah.” Brian sat back. “You really want to do this? Cause once we do, you can’t change your mind and go back and undo it.”

“I know. I want to.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Prove it.”

I was at a loss. “How?”

Brian reached down and unbuttoned his shorts. After unzipping them he reached inside and pulled out his hard penis. “Suck my dick.”

I stared. Groping Jarrod through his shorts was the closest I’d ever come to a boy’s penis. Now I was looking at one for real. It was probably about six inches long and throbbing a little. I felt a wetness between my legs, and felt my knees go weak as I realized that was going to be inside my body soon.

“Why do I have to suck you?” I asked, not taking my eyes off Brian’s penis.

“Because. First, it’ll prove that you really want to do this. Second, if you’re going to learn about sex you might as well learn everything. That way you can blow Jarrod and he’ll like it.”

Licking my lips I took a step towards Brian’s bed. “And you’ll fuck me if I do this?”

He nodded. “I’ll do better than that. I’ll make sure your first time rocks.” Brian held out his erection to me.

I reached out a hand and slowly put it around Brian’s penis. It was very warm and had an odd little hard and soft feeling to it. The skin was very smooth and had a very cool texture. It was really cool!

“So… what do I do?” I asked.

“Stroke it up and down a little first,” Brian said. I did so and he sighed. “Yeah… yeah, that’s it.”

“Ok. Now what?”

“Well… give it a little lick. Just right on the tip.”

“Alright.” I took a deep breath and stuck out my tongue, flicking it across the tip of Brian’s penis. It didn’t really taste like anything.

“Ok. Now do that a couple more times, and then lick it from the tip down to the base.”

“Ok.” I gave Brian’s penis a couple more good licks and then ran my tongue from the tip all the way down the shaft to the bottom. It was really kind of interesting. I didn’t dislike it, that was sure.

“Good… you’re doing good…” Brian whispered. “Now… here comes the hard part. Open your mouth really wide and slide it down around my dick. Then close your mouth around it and bob your head up and down, but be careful not to hit me with your teeth.”

I swallowed hard. “Alright.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t cum in your mouth or anything.”

I hadn’t even thought about that. The image of it almost made me not want to go through with this, but I wasn’t about to chicken out now. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and settled it down around Brian’s penis, feeling the heat coming off it. Then I closed my lips around the shaft. Once I was comfortable, I began moving my head up and down very slowly, giving a boy my first blowjob.

“Yeah…” Brian whispered, putting a hand on the back of my head. “Yeah… you’re good, Shannon… use your tongue, too…”

Having Brian’s penis in my mouth actually was really cool. It was very nice knowing that I was making him feel as good as I was.

Just as I was really starting to get into blowing him, Brian said, “Ok… I think you better stop now.”

“Ok,” I said, as I pulled my mouth off his penis. I took a long look at it. It was really cool knowing that I’d had that in my mouth and that soon it would be going into another, even more intimate, part of me.

Brian got up and stood next to his bed. He pulled down his shorts and boxers, and then took off his shirt, leaving him wearing nothing but a smile. I let my eyes roam all over him. My first ever naked boy.

Brian got back onto the bed, his hard teenage penis bobbing as he moved. Once he was sitting, he reached over to me and pulled my shirt up off my body. Then he reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it drop onto the bed.

“Very nice,” he said, as he reached up to cup each of my breasts. They weren’t really all that big, just a B cup, but still.

“Thanks,” I replied, unsure what else I should say.

Brian leaned his face down and started teasing one of my nipples with his tongue. The same one, interestingly, that Jarrod had gone to work on. I let out a little moan and put my hand on the back of Brian’s head.

Then Brian kissed a trail up my body, ending at my mouth. As he kissed me there, his hands moved down to unbutton my pants. Once they were open, he gently pushed me onto my back and slowly pulled my pants and panties off me. My legs fell open as I ended up completely nude.

“Very, very nice,” Brian said with a smile as he looked down at my virgin vagina. I didn’t have a lot of hair down there cause I kept it trimmed. I hoped he liked that. I hoped Jarrod and the others would like that, too.

Brian placed a hand on my thigh and slowly moved it up until the tips of his fingers were pressing against my vagina. I let out another moan of pleasure as his fingertips traced lazy circles around my clitoris, and then let out another, even stronger moan as Brian worked one of his fingers up into my body.

“You like, Shannon?”

“Oh, yes…” I whimpered.

“You’re really going to like this, then.” With that Brian moved his head down and before I had the chance to really process what was going to happen, I felt his tongue snake out and flick against my clitoris. That was about the last thing I was consciously aware of for the next few minutes, as Brian’s skilled tongue and fingers worked hard on, in and around my vagina, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm.

After not long enough, Brian kissed his way up my body and stretched himself out on top of me, his penis resting against my vagina as he sucked on each of my breasts and then moved up to kiss my lips again.

Brian lifted his wonderful body up off me and reached over to his nightstand and opened up a drawer. I saw him pull out a small foil packet. I knew exactly what it was. Sure enough, when he tore it open there was a condom inside. He placed it on the tip of his penis and slowly rolled it down until his erection was snugly encased. Then he laid on top of me again and started kissing me some more.

As Brian kissed me, he moved his hand down between our legs. I felt the tip of his penis poking at the entrance to my vagina. This was it, I thought to myself. No turning back now.

Brian’s weight shifted on top of me and I felt him pressing against and into me. I spread my legs as wide as I could, feeling the weird but wonderful sensation of Brian’s condom-covered sixteen-year-old penis slipping slowly up into my tight fifteen-year-old virgin vagina. There was a little discomfort and a brief tearing sensation as he entered me all the way, but soon he was completely inside me.

Brian placed one hand on each side of me and pushed gently. I could feel his steel-hard penis embedded within my body. I looked with total passion up into his smiling face.

“There…” he whispered. “No more of that pesky virginity…”

I giggled a little. “Yeah…”

“How’s it feel?” he asked, moving his hips just enough for me to feel his penis moving inside me.

“It’s… oh, it’s nice…”

“Good…”

Brian leaned down and kissed me. Then he began moving his body on top of me. At first he moved slowly, but then he started fucking me faster and faster, the pleasure within my body building with each thrust of his penis into me.

“Oh, god, you’re tight…” Brian whispered, breathing a little hard. “I’m damn happy… I got on… this condom…”

I said nothing. I was lost in the wonderful world of pure bliss. I took my hands, which had been on Brian’s shoulders, and moved them down to his butt, feeling the sensation of his muscles flexing and relaxing as he fucked me.

Then Brian began moving really fast. Suddenly, his face changed dramatically, and he pushed his penis deep inside me. As he let out a little series of gasping moans, I felt his erection twitching within my vagina. He must be cumming, I thought, remembering what Corinne had told me about boys and orgasms.

Gradually Brian’s movements came to a stop. He looked down at me, breathing hard and smiling.

“There… now you’ve… been fucked…”

“Yeah, I’d noticed…” I smiled.

Grinning widely, Brian reached down between our legs and I felt his penis slowly withdrawing from me. He sat back on his knees and unrolled the condom, tying a knot in it and tossing it into the trashcan across the room. Then he flopped down on his back next to me.

“So,” he said after a couple minutes. “Did you like it?”

“Oh, yeah,” I said with a little grin. “Yeah, that was sweet.”

“Good.” He propped himself up on his elbow. “See? Despite what Corinne said, it’s possible for a girl to have a very good first time.”

“Yeah, well, that’s cause she didn’t have you fuck her.”

Brian laughed. “I’d hope not!”

“Well, she doesn’t know what she’s missing,” I said, cuddling up next to my first lover.

“Yeah. Unlucky her.” Brian put an arm around my shoulders and played with my hair a little.

As we laid there next to each other, I reached down and took his penis in my hand, stroking a little, feeling it harden up again.

“It’s cool how it does that,” I said with a smile.

“YOU think it’s cool?” he chuckled. “You should be on my end.”

“I still can’t believe I actually had this thing inside me.”

“You did,” Brian said. He moved his hand down and caressed my vagina just a little. “Trust me, you did.”

About three more minutes went by with the two of us just masturbating each other. Then I said, “Hey, Brian? Can we do it again?”

“Well… I’d like to, but I don’t have anymore condoms.”

“Oh,” I said, my face falling a little.

“We can do bareback, if you want. It’s better that way anyhow.”

“Bareback? You mean without a condom?” I asked.

Brian nodded. “Yeah. You wanna try it?”

I thought about this. “What about pregnancy?”

“Well, what about it? If we only do it a couple times, you’re not really likely to get pregnant.”

“I’m not?”

“No. The odds are against it. That’s why people don’t get pregnant all the time every time,” he explained.

I was excited at the idea of having him inside me again. I knew that risking a pregnancy was a bad idea, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to feel Brian’s penis in me once more. So I finally nodded at him and said, “Ok. Let’s do it.”

“Cool.”

Brian gently rolled me onto my back and got on top of me. He started kissing me again as I felt him reach down and poke around a bit. He quickly found the right place and with three slow, easy strokes had his bare penis deep inside my waiting vagina.

“Aaaah…” he said as he held himself inside me. “Now THAT’S nice.”

“Yeah,” I whispered, putting my hands on his butt again. It DID feel better without a bit of latex between my lover and me.

Brian started slowly thrusting into me again. There was much less urgency than the first time. It was just slow, pleasant and sweet. I loved everything about it. The feeling of his penis inside my vagina, the feeling of his body on top of me, the way he looked while he fucked me, it was just so very wonderful! If sex was always like this, it was no wonder people did it so much.

Once again the feelings between my legs became more and more intense as Brian fucked me. I knew that I was on the verge of having my first orgasm through intercourse. I gritted my teeth and did my best not to scream out as the waves of pleasure began to wash over my body, my vagina clutching hard around Brian’s thrusting penis. To say that it was the best orgasm I’d ever had would be massively understating things. I almost blacked out, the bliss was so intense.
It must’ve felt really good for Brian, too, because he pushed deep into me and let out a soft moan as his penis started kicking inside my vagina. It felt as good as it had when he’d cum the first time, maybe even better. Certainly more intense. I even thought I could feel the sensation of Brian’s sperm blasting into me.

After our orgasms were over, we both laid there on the bed, Brian still in me, as we got our breath back. Finally he rolled off me, leaving me with an odd feeling of emptiness as his penis withdrew from my body.

Several moments of hard breathing passed. Eventually Brian said, “So… you came, huh?”

“Yeah…”

“You liked it?”

“Oh, yes.” I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you, Brian. My first time was better than I ever thought it would be.”

Brian chuckled. “Sure, anytime. That’s what I’m here for.” He grinned and reached down to take his mostly limp penis in his hand. “You gonna want to do it again some time?”

I hadn’t even thought about that. But now that I did… “Sure. I mean, as long as you don’t mind that I’m going to be having sex with Jarrod, too.”

“No, it’s cool.”

“Cool.” I gave him another kiss and then looked around. “Where did my panties end up?”

Brian sat up. “Uh… oh, here they are.” He passed them to me.

“Thanks.” I got dressed, gave Brian a kiss and went back to Corinne’s room.

She looked at me as I came in. “Uh-huh… I know that smile. You went through with it, eh?”

“Yes. Yes, I did. And you know what?”

“What?”

“Even the first time was DAMN nice! The second was even better.”

“Well…” Corinne looked a little ticked. “Your first time didn’t hurt or anything?”

I shook my head. “Brian really knew what he was doing.”

“Hmph.”

Corinne and I spent the rest of the night talking with each other about sex, comparing Brian’s performance with the boys she’d been with. Finally we both settled down and drifted off to sleep.

END CHAPTER ONE

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their party.

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