Tweens

Playing Around

October 28, 2008

Playing Around
By
Alex Hawk

“So… how do we start, Jace?” asked my twelve-year-old sister, Danna, as we stood there in her bedroom together.

“I don’t know for sure,” I admitted. I was only fifteen myself and wasn’t really prepared for this.

It was really a kind of bizarre situation anyhow. My sister and I had been hanging out together downstairs, playing a video game and chatting as the rain poured out of the dark summer skies.

Somehow we’d gotten onto the topic of sex. I don’t really remember who first brought it up, but we did talk about it. We both were virgins, neither of us had done more than kissing with someone of the opposite sex and, as we talked, we learned that both of us masturbated.

This brought us on to the inevitable questions from me about how girls did it and from her about how boys did it. I found her descriptions interesting, but they didn’t make all that much sense to me, and I was pretty sure she was thinking much the same thing.

So it was that Danna finally brought up the idea of the two of us masturbating in front of each other so that we’d both learn how boys and girls did it. I tossed the idea around in my head and found that I liked it. Now we were both in her bedroom trying to figure out the best way to get started.

“I guess we should probably get undressed,” I finally said.

Danna nodded. “Like all the way naked, do you think? Or like we just unzip?”

“Well, if we just unzipped, would you be able to do anything?”

“No,” she admitted. “I guess we should get all the way naked, then.”

“Ok,” I said with a nod. “So do you wanna go first or should I?”

“How about we go together?” my sister said after a moment.

“Alright.”

I was very nervous as I started undressing in front of Danna. The only thing that kept me going was the fact that she was probably just as nervous as me. Well, that plus the fact that I’d get to see a naked girl.

As soon as all my clothes were off I stood up straight, letting my sister see my naked fifteen-year-old body, the first time I’d ever been naked in front of anyone else. I wasn’t much, I guessed. I didn’t work out, I was kind of pale, very scrawny. I had a nice penis, though, I thought. It was about six inches long and very straight.

And as my sister stood up, giving me my first ever view of a real life naked girl, my penis gave a little twitch. She was only twelve, so it wasn’t like she was some sex goddess or anything, but she did look nice. Her breasts were still small, but noticeable, she had smooth skin, a thin waist, and just a little hair between her legs. She was certainly one of the most beautiful sights I’d ever seen!

“You look nice,” I offered.

“So do you,” she replied.

“So… I guess we just sit down and get started?”

“Ok. Let’s sit on my bed.”

Feeling a little shy and embarrassed I sat down at the foot of my sister’s bed while she sat up at the other side. We sat there and sort of checked each other out for a little bit. Then Danna said, “So should we get started?”

“Yeah.”

As I reached down and took hold of my erect penis, stroking it slowly, my sister spread her legs, giving me my first view of a girl’s vagina. She put her hand down there and started rubbing all over, moving in a slow, steady rhythm not unlike mine.

“That looks cool,” she said, looking at me.

“Yeah… you look cool, too.” It wasn’t the most scintillating dialogue, but it was true.

Mostly my sister ran her fingers along the sides of her vagina and around a little knob at the top (her clit, I guessed). But as we kept masturbating, I watched my sister press a finger against her vagina and then to amazement, slip it up inside. I experienced a surge of pleasure seeing that. She had her finger inside her vagina! That’s where a boy’s penis was supposed to go! My pulse quickened.

“Are you enjoying this?” Danna asked.

“Yeah. Are you?”

“Yeah.”

“Good.”

After a few more minutes of watching each other masturbate, I said, “Uh… Danna?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have… an old sock… or some Kleenex… or something?”

“What? I think so. Why?”

“Because… because… I… ooh…. oooooh!” My whole body shook as the most intense orgasm of my life hit me. The sperm blasted out of my penis at barely subsonic speed and ended up all over my nude body.

My sister looked at all this with wide eyes, one hand still holding the sock she’d picked up off the floor. She opened and closed her mouth a couple times and then said, “Well… I guess that answers that question.”

“Sorry!” I gasped out.

“Is that… sperm?” she asked.

“Yeah.” I took the sock from her hand and wiped my cum. “Sorry again.”

“That’s ok, Jace.” My sister leaned back and started playing with herself again. “I’m gonna finish up real quick.”

“Ok.”

I sat back and watched my sister as she slipped a finger back into her vagina and finished masturbating. It was really interesting! Her body shook a lot like mine had when her orgasm hit. She got this really wonderful look on her face. It was pretty obvious that it felt wonderful!

“Wow, that was hot,” I said with a grin.

“Thanks…” she said, smiling a tired smile of her own. She pulled her finger out of her vagina. It was all wet and slick. “We better get dressed,” she said, as she reached for her clothes.

“Ok.”

We dressed in silence, both of us a little weirded out by what we’d just done. At least I was a little weirder out. I wasn’t sure what Danna thought. Once we were dressed we both walked out of her bedroom and downstairs.

“I had fun, Jace,” Danna said after a bit.

“Really?” I grinned. “Me, too.”

“Maybe we can do it again sometime?” she asked shyly.

“Sure!”

“Cool.”

Danna and I didn’t really say much to each other for the rest of the day. We just went about our normal lives, ate dinner when our parents came home, watched some TV and eventually went to bed. Before I fell asleep I, of course, masturbated. And when I did so the only thought in my mind was Danna.

* * *

The next day I didn’t see too much of Danna until the early afternoon. She’d gone out and done some stuff earlier in the day. But finally she came back and, after going up to her room and dropping off her things, came in and sat down next to me on the couch.

“Anything good on?”

“Not really.”

We watched something stupid in silence for about twenty minutes. Then Danna said, “Jace?”

“Yeah?”

“I had fun yesterday. You know. With what we did?”

“Yeah, me too.”

She was quiet a little longer and then said, “Jace?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna do it again?”

“Sure!” I said, and then tried to reign in my enthusiasm. “I mean, if you want to.”

“Well, it might be fun,” she said.

“Yeah.”

“More fun than doing it by ourselves, anyway.”

“That’s for sure.”

“So you want to?”

“Ok.”

Quietly my sister and I walked up to her bedroom. Once there, she shut the door and without saying anything we started getting undressed. As soon as we were both naked we sat back down on her bed and started fondling ourselves again.

“You know, it’s really cool we can do this together,” I said.

“Yeah. I’ve always wondered about how boys do it.”

“Yeah.”

We masturbated quietly for a few moments and then Danna said, “What does it feel like?”

“Uh… well, it feels good, of course.”

“No, I mean, what does… you know… your penis feel like?”

“Oh!” Now I got it. “Uh…well, its smooth, and kind of hard and soft at the same time. And it’s pretty warm.”

“Oh, ok.”

“What does your vagina feel like?” I asked, my eyes locked onto the item in question.

“Well… it’s kind of wet and when I have my finger inside, it’s even more wet and very warm and tight.”

“Cool,” I breathed as the pleasure built up inside me.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, god,” I whispered. “Here I go again…”

This time my sister was much faster. She whipped out a washcloth from under her pillow and tossed it to me just as the first burst of sperm shot from the end of my penis. I let out a series of low, moaning gasps as I spurted into the cloth.

As I finished cumming, my sister started, moaning and groaning a little as her hands moved in a blur, riding her orgasm to the finish and obviously enjoying every single moment of the experience.

After we were done cumming, Denna giggled. “You look so cute when you do that.”

I laughed, feeling none of the post orgasmic tension that had come up last time we had done this. “Yeah, well, you do, too.”
Neither my sister nor myself made any more at all to sit up or get dressed. I held the washcloth in my hand, not sure what I should be doing right then. We just sort of sat there for a few moments, looking at each other’s naked bodies.

During this time I was really aware of everything. I could smell the scent of my sister and her bedroom. I could hear the faint rustle of her posters as the A/C blew them around. I could feel my heart beating fast. I didn’t know what I wanted to do right now, but I knew I didn’t want this moment to end.

“You have a really nice room,” I finally said, for lack of anything better to say.

“Thanks. I like it.”

“You got a nicer bed than me, too.”

My sister laughed. “Thanks!”

As we sat there, and I looked more at my sister’s naked body, especially since her legs were still somewhat parted, my penis started to get hard again. Danna noticed this and laughed a little.

“You’re ready to do it again?”

I laughed. “I’m sorry. You’re just having an effect on me.” I made no move to cover up and she did nothing to suggest that I should.

“I do?” she asked shyly.

“Well, yes. You’re cute,” I mumbled.

“I’m cute?”

“Yeah.”

My sister got up onto her knees and struck a pose. “Gorgeous!” she said in a sultry voice.

I laughed. “Oh, yes! Supersexy!” I got up onto my own knees and struck a manly pose.

“Whoo! Stud Boy!”

We both dissolved into helpless giggles at how silly we were being and fell back onto my sister’s bed where I smacked my head on the wall.

“Ow! Dammit!” I called out, sitting up and rubbing the back of my head.

Danna laughed. “Watch out there! Your head is so hard it my break my wall!”

I stuck my tongue out at her, and then wiggled my erect penis. “It’s not the only thing that’s hard.”

Danna giggled again. “Yeah, I can see that, Jace.”

Licking my lips, I said, “Well… if you want… we can do it again?”

“Do you want to?” she asked.

“Only if you do.”

“Well, I do if you do.”

I laughed. “Ok! I do!”

“Alright.”

My sister and I sat back to watch each other as we started to masturbate again. It was almost feeling routine, I realized. After all, this was going to be the third time we’d see each other play with ourselves.

“Danna?” I asked after a few moments.

“Yeah?”

“Do you wanna…” I licked my lips. “Do you wanna try… touching each other? Just to see what we each feel like,” I added quickly.

Danna considered this for a second. “Well… I guess it’s ok. I mean, we’re just playing around, right, so it’s not like it’s a big deal?”

“Right.”

“Ok. I guess we can touch each other, then. I mean, I am curious about it.”

“Me, too.”

Neither of us moved even an inch towards the other.

“So… how do you wanna do this?” my sister asked.

“Uh… well, ok. I got an idea. Why don’t you lay on your back and spread your legs? I’ll go first and then you can touch me.”

“Ok.”

My sister did as I suggested and I moved closer, almost laying on my stomach between her legs as I got my face about six inches from her vagina. It was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen! It looked vaguely like some strange, tropical flower.

I placed my fingers above my sister’s vagina and ran them slowly through the hair, down across her clitoris and onto the folds of her labia. The textures felt soooo cool under my fingers! Everything was so warm and so wet!

My questing fingers soon found the one spot that was especially warm and wet, and the tip of my finger sank inside a little. No doubt what this was. Very gently I pushed my finger forward, watching as it slowly sank into my preteen sister’s tight, warm, wet, virgin vagina. Magnificent!

“Oooooh…” Danna whispered as her body tensed. “Oh, Jace… oh, that feels nice…”

“It does?”

“Yeah…”
Remembering how my sister had moved her finger inside her vagina, I started doing the same, slipping it back and forth, basically fucking her with it and really enjoying myself! Then I got an even better idea and started using my other hand to play with the area around her clitoris, again trying to do to her what I’d seen her do to herself.

“Oh, Jace…” Danna moaned. “Oh, don’t stop…”

I continued playing around with my sister’s vagina, wondering if she was going to wind up having an orgasm because of what I was doing. I really hoped that she would! The idea of making her cum was REALLY cool!

Turned out my instincts were right! My sister started moaning loudly, and her vagina began contracting hard around my finger as she began shaking and twitching. Having seen her cum twice before, I knew exactly what was going on, and felt more than a little pride at the fact that I’d given my own sister an orgasm!

I sat back and grinned at Danna as she tried to recover. “So, am I good, or am I good?”

“No!” she gasped. “You were great!”

I grinned. “Excellent.”

“So,” she said after a moment. “I think it’s my turn now.”

“Ok.” Trembling with excitement and anticipation, I leaned back on my sister’s bed. She sort of crawled towards me and without any real hesitation put her hand around my erect penis. I let out a little gasp at the contact. No one but me had ever touched it before! This was soooo cool!

Then she started slowly moving her hand up and down the length of my penis, all the way from the tip to the base. It was all I could do to hold still and not wind up cumming after the first three seconds.

“Am I doing it ok?”

“Oh, god, yes,” I whispered. “Go faster…”

At this point I was VERY grateful that I’d already cum earlier, cause if I hadn’t, I would have been spraying everywhere. As it was, it was only a matter of a few minutes before I gasped out, “Oh, god, Danna, I’m cumming!” and felt my brain offline as my penis kicked and spurted in my sister’s hand, my sperm flying out all over my body and hers. To say that it was the best orgasm of my life was to seriously understate things.

My sister was looking at me with a vaguely stunned expression on her face.

“Wow,” she said. “THAT was interesting.”

“Yeah…” I said, breathlessly.

She looked at the white gooey mess on her fingers. “So this is sperm?” She sniffed it. “Smells salty.”

“Well, yeah…”

Danna regarded her fingers some more, then gave a little shrug and put her hand between her legs. Before my startled eyes she slipped her sperm-covered fingers into her vagina and moved them around a little bit before pulling them out, now free of the white fluid.

My sister grinned. “There.”

My eyes widened. “You shouldn’t have done that,” I protested. “You might get pregnant.”

Danna shook her head. “There’s not enough of it for that, I don’t think.” She swirled her finger around in the small puddle of sperm on my stomach and then stuck it back inside her vagina. “Besides, this feels cool.”

Before Danna could get anymore ideas, I grabbed the washcloth and wiped up what remained of my sperm, trying not to think about how erotic it was that some of my sperm was inside my sister’s vagina.

“This was fun,” I said as I stood up. “You wanna do it again tomorrow?”

“Sure!”

“Cool.”

Just as I was about to reach for my clothes, Danna stood up and put her arms around me, pulling me close in a very warm, very cozy, very affectionate and above all very NAKED sibling hug. My penis jumped as I touched her nude body against mine.

“I’m happy I have a brother like you. Otherwise I probably wouldn’t have done anything like this for a long time.”

“I’m happy I have a sister like you, too,” I said with a grin. “And for the same reason.”

My sister giggled. We both got dressed and went about the rest of our day.

* * *

The next morning I woke up to the strangest dream. In my dream there was a small aardvark who was whispering things into my ear and masturbating me. When I woke up completely, I saw that it wasn’t entirely a dream. My sister was sitting, naked, on the edge of my bed toying with my erect penis through the sheet that was covering me.

“Good morning, Jace!” she said, sweetly.

“Hey, Danna,” I said, wiping my eyes. “What’s up?”

“Well, I thought we’d start our morning right.” She grinned. “Plus I thought it would be cool to play around in your bedroom for a change instead of mine.”
I chuckled sleepily, but waking up rapidly. “Sounds good.”

“Move over.”

I did and my sister got into bed next to me, snuggling up to me and taking my penis in her hand, stroking it slowly. In response I put a hand between her legs and worked a finger up into her vagina, moving it around as she masturbated me.

It was strange, I thought, that I was doing this stuff with my own sister. I knew it was wrong. It had to be. It was basically incest after all. Danna could call it “playing around” all she wanted, but I knew it was more than that. Not that I minded, you understand. I hadn’t been joking last night when I said that if I wasn’t doing it with her, it wouldn’t have been likely to happen at all for me. At least not anytime soon.

“Danna?”

“Yeah?”

“Stop for a second and lay on your back. Spread your legs.”

“Ok.”

I tossed the thin sheet off our naked bodies and looked down at my sister as I crouched between her legs. It was a wonderful sight!

Licking my lips, I said, “I wanna try something, ok, Danna? If you don’t like it, tell me to stop, alright?”

“What are you going to try?” she asked, sounding tense.

“You’ll see.”

“Are you going to put your penis in me?” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Startled at the question, I said, “No. I have something else in mind.”

“Ok.”

I moved my face down towards Danna’s vagina. Reaching out with my fingers, I played with her clitoris a little before slipping my index finger into her. All well and good so far, and from the noises, she was liking it. I hoped she liked my next plan as much.

Taking a deep breath, I stuck out my tongue and licked it along my sister’s clitoris, eliciting a surprised gasp from her. Then I really went wild, licking everything that I could, even sticking my tongue as deep into her vagina as I could get it. I wanted to make sure she REALLY enjoyed this.

Judging from the way she was quivering on my bed and clutching at the back of my head, I must’ve been doing something right. She started moaning my name as I continued, which left no doubt in my mind that I was having a good effect.

Finally Danna said, “Oh… Jace… stop, ok?”

I lifted my face up from between her legs. “Ok… why?”

“It feels… too good…”

I actually sort of understood that. I nodded and moved my body up so that I was laying on top of her. “I’m glad I made you feel good.”

“Oh, yes, you did.”

Reaching down between our bodies, I took my penis and laid it against my sister’s vagina. I was doing it because I wanted to keep laying on top of her like this, cause that felt good, but I didn’t want to take a chance on accidentally slipping it inside her.

Danna apparently mistook my intentions. “Are you going to put your penis in me now, Jace?”

That was the second time in the last few minutes my sister had asked me that question. As my mouth went dry I moved my hand away from my penis and managed to say, “Do… do you want me to?”

“Yes.” Very certain. Very matter-of-fact.

Seemingly of its own accord, my hand moved back down and took hold of my penis. I rubbed the tip up and down along my sister’s vagina.

“Are you sure?” I asked in a quiet voice.

“Yes… but if it hurts, you have to stop, ok?”

All thoughts that this was my sister and that this was horribly wrong melted away under the blowtorch from my hormones. I lined up for penetration and pushed forward just slightly with my hips, feeling a wonderful warm wetness around the tip of my penis.

I swallowed hard. Knowing that my sister was a virgin, I wanted to make her first fuck as wonderful and painless as I could. But since I was still a virgin myself, I wasn’t sure how to do this. I figured it would be best if I just slipped into her slowly and waited to see what happened.

So that was what I did. I pushed forward very slowly, and very gently, and gradually, inch-by-inch, worked my fifteen-year-old virgin penis into my little sister’s twelve-year-old virgin vagina, keeping an eye on her face as I did so. When I finally stopped I was all the way inside her.

“Oh, god, Jace…” were my sister’s first words as a non-virgin.

“Yeah…” was mine.

“Fuck me…” she whispered.

Far be it from me to turn down a request like that! I began slowly moving back and forth inside my sister, feeling the wonderful clingy texture of her vagina around my teenage penis. It was far better than ANYTHING! Even better than when she’d made me cum last night.

Looking down between our nude bodies, I could see where my penis disappeared up into my sister’s preteen vagina. As I pulled back, I saw the shaft, all wet and shiny, and then when I pushed back in all that I could see was my pubic hair crushed against her almost bare pubes.

“This is so nice…” Danna whispered. She smiled at me. “I can’t believe… I’m getting fucked… by my brother…”

I grinned back and kept thrusting slowly. “I can’t believe… I’m fucking… my sister…”

I laid my head down on her shoulder after that, feeling her small breasts against my bare chest as I fucked her with greater speed. I knew that when I came the smart thing to do would be to pull out, but I also knew there was no way I could make myself do that. I’d end up just having to cum inside her and hope she didn’t get pregnant.

“Jace…?”

“Uh… uh… yeah…?”

“When you cum… cum inside me…”

That was it. Now I couldn’t hold back any longer. My body tensed, I drove my penis as deep into Danna’s vagina as I could get and let out a series of gasps as my orgasm hit and hit hard. I never came so much in my life! I shot so much sperm into her vagina, I was thinking she’d be leaking for a week! Oh, GOD it was amazing! What was really weird was that there was one part of me that really hoped I’d get her pregnant.

“Oh, Jace,” my sister whispered as I laid on top of her, my penis still in her vagina as I tried to get my breath back. “Oh, Jace…”

From that day on the barrier was broken. My sister and I spent all our spare time having sex with each other. We fucked in every position we could, at least two or three times a day, and in every room of the house, including fucking in our parent’s bed on several occasions. There was something really kinky about that.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t long before my sister and I became parents ourselves. We hadn’t given any real thought to birth control. I think there was an unwritten desire between us to have a baby. Our parents were not happy when they found out Danna was pregnant, and even less happy when they found out I was the father. There was a lot of fighting, a lot of threats and lots of punishment. In the end, though, it didn’t matter. She was pregnant, and that was that.

We ended up with twins, a son and a daughter, born just before my sixteenth birthday. We hadn’t gone to any trouble to conceal who the father was. My friends were all shocked, as were other people we hung out with. Strangely the authorities didn’t really bother us about it, which was good.

My sister and I kept up our affair after our children were born. We certainly didn’t stop fucking. In fact, we had another child three years later, a son. After she turned eighteen, we took our kids and moved to another town, where we pretend to be married. We’ve talked about having another child and probably will.
We’re deeply in love with each other, and as far as we’re concerned it’s no one’s business if we’re brother and sister. It started as just playing around, but now we’re in love. And as long as there’s love, that’s all that matters.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. E plurabis unam.

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In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.1

October 22, 2008

In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.1
By
Alex Hawk

I was heading from my bedroom to the living room that night when I heard the faint sounds from my sister’s bedroom. I paused and stood there, listening quietly at the door, trying to figure out what was going on.

After just a couple minutes of listening, it was pretty obvious. Sennii was in the FLiN, and she was cybering.

I grinned a little, my penis stiffening as I remembered taking my sister’s cyber virginity last year when she was eleven and I was twelve. The feeling of sinking into her vagina, and knowing that I was the first boy to go there, was one of the most bisque memories I had so far in my life.

On a whim, I overrode the lock on my sister’s door, I spent a LOT of time learning how to manipulate computers, and peeked inside. There she was. She was laying on her bed, completely naked, legs spread and twitching slightly from time to time as she had sex in the FLiN. People didn’t move too much when they were inside, but most everyone at least twitched a little when they cybered. People didn’t usually cyber nude, either, but sometimes people did. There was a belief among some that it felt better that way. I’d done it a few times naked and I hadn’t noticed a difference.

I stood there in the doorway, looking at Sennii’s nude body and realized that this was the first time I’d ever seen a girl naked in real life. She looked exactly like how she looked in the FLiN. She had small breasts, very little pubic hair and a nice, thin body. She was really cute. I loved cybering with her.

I took a couple steps into Sennii’s room, admiring her body as she laid on her bed. I reached down and rubbed at my penis through my clothes. It had been a long time since I’d cybered with her. Too long, I realized now. I had to do it with her again soon.

Then I paused. I’d never had sex in real life, of course. I was only thirteen and way too young for that. Most people didn’t have real sex until after they were married, and sometimes not even then. Why bother with real sex, when you can just do it in the FLiN, and do it however you want?

But that didn’t mean that I wasn’t a little curious about real sex. And as I looked down at my sister’s twitching, naked body, I started wondering about the differences. How would it feel if, for example, I touched her body? Would it be the same or different from touching her in the FLiN?

Licking my lips, I thought I’d just touch her leg and see what happened. See what it felt like. So that in mind, I reached out and gently placed my hand on her inner thigh. Sennii didn’t react at all, but I did. My penis twitched at the contact as I realized that, yes, there seemed to be a difference. It might’ve just been my imagination, but it was there.

I moved my hand back and forth on my sister’s thigh. It was incredibly bisque! There definitely was a difference between this and in the FLiN. I didn’t know what it was. Something about the texture, maybe, that the computer couldn’t recreate. Of course I knew in the back of my mind that this was nonsense. The implants in our heads made sure that everything was true to life. What’s the point, otherwise?

But still… there was something different and very bisque…

I lifted my hand off my sister’s thigh and moved up to one of her small breasts, cupping it gently, feeling her hard nipple under my palm. Very nice. On a whim, I leaned down and gave her nipple a little lick and a suck. Sennii still didn’t react, which was fine with me.

My eyes wandered down towards my sister’s vagina and I got a different idea. Very slowly I moved my hand down until I reached her sparse strands of pubic hair. I ran my fingers through them and then, finally, carefully, I moved one of my fingers down and slowly inserted it into my sister’s vagina.

My mind went numb for a moment. Her vagina was amazing! It was warm, it was wet, it was sooooo tight! I moved my finger in and out of Sennii a couple times, marveling at how it felt. I KNEW it was different from the FLiN. I couldn’t, as it were, put my finger on why, but it was different and in a very important way.
It was better.

Sennii’s twitching and light moans increased. I knew she was getting close to cumming. I wanted to have my finger inside her while she climaxed, but I knew that would be a bad idea. Some people slipped right out of the FLiN when they were done cumming and I really didn’t want to deal with the idea of her waking up and seeing me with my finger in her, so I withdrew. Both from her vagina and from her room, and made my way back to my bedroom, pondering the possibilities.

* * *

It was about three days before I finally decided what to do. It was going to take me a while to get everything set up. The programming alone would be a challenge. But after a full three weeks of effort, I was finally ready to go.

The conclusion of my preparations dovetailed nicely with our parents paying a visit to Earth. I waited until their last night away before I finally put my plan into motion.

It began with me sitting in the kitchen killing time and eating while I waited for my sister to come out of her bedroom. I’d been monitoring her FLiN activities and knew that she was currently busy getting fucked by some boy. When she finished, I knew she’d come out and see me sitting there. I made myself busy reading a book.

Sure enough, not long after she was done, Sennii came into the kitchen. Looking down at me she said, “What are you reading?”

“‘Hero of Taggert’s Run’,” I replied. “It’s about how one lieutenant on the St Louis saved the remnants of the 3rd Fleet during the First Battle of Taggert’s Run.”

“History?” she asked as she got herself some food and sat down.

“Yeah, it’s pretty bisque.”

“Nice. I’ll have to check it out later.”

Trying not to grin, I said, “Sure, I’ll send it to you.” I closed my eyes and tapped into my implant, sending my sister not only the book, but a little something extra. “Done.”

“Bisque. Thanks.”

“No problem,” I said with total sincerity. “So what did you have planned tonight?”

“I don’t know,” she said with a shrug. “Probably just spend the night in FLiN.”

“Cybering?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah? I haven’t cybered in a few days.”

“I was on earlier with this boy named Arvid. He was pretty bisque.”

“Cute?”

She shrugged. “His avatar was. That’s really all that matters.”

Taking a moment to compose myself, I carefully said, “Yeah. You wanna cyber with me later? We haven’t done it in a while.”

Sennii considered the idea and then shrugged and said, “”Sure, it might be fun.”

“Bisque. Just let me know when you’re ready.”

“Ok.”

With that I stood up and cleared away my dishes before going into the living room where I switched on the HPD and turned on a sitcom I’d gotten to be fond of. My sister hated it, but she didn’t have any taste in what was good.

During one of the commercials, I said, “Hey, bisque!”

“What?” called out Sennii.

I stood up and walked into the kitchen. “They’re doing a series of news broadcasts from the starship Victory. That’s the one Captain Constantine is in command of.”

“Oh,” she said, obviously not recognizing the name.

With slightly strained patience I said, “You don’t know who that is, do you, Sennii?”

“Not really.”

“She’s the one who was the lieutenant at Taggert’s Run. The one who beat back the Kaldorn fleet long enough to let the 3rd Fleet escape.”

“Oh, bisque. I can see how you’d like that.”

“Yeah.”

I went back into the living room, Sennii tagging along. I wondered how long it would be before I’d get to put my plan into action.

“Anything good on after this?” she asked me.

“Anything good on after this?”

“Let’s see.” I scanned through the guide through the implant in my head. Shaking my head, I said, “Not really. There’s the remake of ‘Citizen Kane’ on later, though.”

Sennii made a face. “The one from back in the ’30’s? The one with Haley Joe Osmond, or whatever his name was?”

“Haley Joel Osment, and yes. With Ashley Olsen-Damon, too.”

She shuddered. “No, thanks. That’s about as anti-bisque as you can get.”

“True.”

Once my sitcom was over, Sennii said, “Since there’s nothing else on, you wanna cyber right now?”

I shrugged as my mind exalted. I was going to get to do this! WONDERFUL! But then, for some reason, I started to feel a little guilt. Cold feet, I guess. Maybe this wasn’t such a bisque idea after all. I mean, what I had planned wasn’t really moral.

My nerves finally got the best of me and I said, “I dunno. I was thinking I should probably go do my homework. I have a test Friday in my Physics of Hyperspace class. I have another one next week in xenososh, too.”

She shuddered. “I hate xenosociology.”

“Don’t we all.” I smiled. “I wouldn’t mind spending some time learning more about the Alanii, mind you.”

Sennii grinned back. “Me, either.”

I remembered a couple times I’d had sex with people in the FLiN who claimed to be Alanii. They weren’t bad in bed. If the real thing was anything like they were…

Sennii poked me. “So you wanna cyber?”

“Well, like I said, I gotta study,” I temporized.

“Yeah, but it was your idea to begin with. Don’t be a norbert.”

I sighed a little as my doubts began to flee. “Yeah. And it’s always nice with you, too.”

“Incest is best,” she replied.

I knew I was going to go for it. I said, “Ok. You wanna go to our rooms, or just do it right here?”

She thought about it for a moment and then said, “”Let’s just do it here. Mom and Dad aren’t due back from Earth until later. Hell, they probably haven’t even left Paris yet.”

“Ok. Your place or mine?” I asked, hoping she’d pick mine. It would be much easier that way.

“Let’s do yours.”

“Ok.” I let my eyes unfocus and slipped into the FLiN. More or less.

What really happened is that I went into the FLiN in invisible mode. This meant that my sister wouldn’t be able to see me. I set up the Eden program I’d used when I took Sennii’s cyber-virginity, then I sat back and waited for her to arrive. An instant before she turned up my “avatar” appeared in the garden.

Actually, he was a bot that I’d programmed. Making sex-bots was pretty easy. They’d come into wherever you were and have sex with you. But this wasn’t just a sex-bot. This was a persona-bot. He was designed to emulate my personality as much as possible. He’d be able to engage in light conversational banter, he’d react like I’d react to most stimulus, etc. Just programming him had taken me most of the three weeks I’d spent planning.

I watched as Sennii appeared and said, “Nostalgia?”

Thankfully the bot was smart enough to say, “Of course.”

As they advanced on each other, I pulled out of the FLiN completely and found myself sitting on the couch next to my sister. I looked over at her. She was totally out of it, submerged inside the FLiN.

Now for my next move. I stood up and pulled off all my clothes, leaving me completely naked. Then I reached down to Sennii and lifted up her small skirt. She was wearing rather filmy undergarments as most people tended to. Getting them off her was going to be a bit more of a challenge.

Or at least it would’ve if I hadn’t come prepared. I reached under the couch and pulled out a small vial. I opened it up and upended it over my sister’s underwear. At first nothing seemed to happen, and I wondered if the nanites inside the vial had died. I hoped not. They’d been almost as hard to program as the persona-bot had been.

Then I smiled as my sister’s underwear seemed to dissolve. The nanites were eating it away. It took about two minutes, long enough that I was starting to wonder if I’d have enough time to do what I wanted. I actually went back into the FLiN briefly to slow down time in the Eden program so that Sennii and the persona-bot would be in there longer.

Once the underwear were gone, my sister’s vagina was completely exposed to me. I reached down and rubbed a finger against her wet slit, slipping it up inside her. She was so very wet and tight! It still felt much better to me doing this in real life than it had in the FLiN. I didn’t know why, but I was willing to go with it.

I positioned myself between my sister’s legs and it occurred to me that after being sexually active for two years, I was only just now going to lose my virginity. It was a very surreal thought.

I moved around a bit to make sure that I was going to enter her properly. Once I was comfortable, I placed the tip at her entrance and pushed. I was astonished at how easily I penetrated, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slipping so very quickly and easily into my sister’s very wet, very tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I pushed forward until I was all the way inside her, and then held myself steady.

The sensations traveling through my young body were incredible. I’d had sex more times than I could remember inside the FLiN, but actually doing it for real was soooo much more bisque! Maybe it was just an illusion. Maybe I just thought it was better because it was something different, and because I was doing something I shouldn’t have been.

Maybe, but I didn’t really care. I lifted my sister’s legs up and started slowly moving my penis within her vagina. It felt so wonderful inside of her! So great was the pleasure of having actual sex that it was just completely unreal.

I didn’t even bother to think about what I was going to do when I came. Why bother? I’d always cum inside the girl when I’d fucked in the FLiN. I knew that this was real life, so I should probably pull out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, when the moment hit, I buried penis to the hilt inside my sister’s vagina and held still as my sperm fired off into her waiting young body. I pictured it traveling through her, trying to find an egg to fertilize and make our baby. It wouldn’t of course. Her fertility controls would see to that. But still, it was an interesting image.

When I was done cumming, I popped into the FLiN long enough to see that things were just about done. I quickly pulled my penis out of Sennii’s vagina, wiped up the sperm that was leaking out of her and took out the other vial of nanites. I sprinkled them onto her crotch and got dressed as some of them hunted out and destroyed the rest of my sperm while the rest made a new pair of underwear for her.

Once Sennii was completely ready to come back into reality, I sat back down on the couch and pretended to slip out of the FLiN just as she roused herself to consciousness. She looked over at me and smiled.

“Jovii… that was beyond bisque. It was almost like doing it for real!”

I smiled a sly, quiet smile and gave myself a mental pat on the back.

END ver 1.1

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Inter arma enim silen leges. Don’t believe me? Look at the Patriot Act.

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A Thing as Pure as Love – Chapter Four

October 16, 2008

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

The next morning we found out about a community picnic in a nearby park, so we went to that. It was pretty cool, just hanging out with other kids and stuff. Plus we got free food, which was even better.

After the picnic, we went off and had the excitement of doing laundry. Oh, yes. How fun. Then we went and splashed around in the motel’s pool. It wasn’t that great of a pool, but it was nice enough.

Really, though, both of us knew in our minds that we were just killing time waiting to get into bed later that night. We hadn’t talked about it at all, but we both knew that we’d be doing more of what we’d done before.

I was still conflicted about it. I knew that it was wrong for brothers and sisters to fool around sexually with each other. And I remembered seeing Dad about to rape Cassie, but I also knew that I really liked it, and I wanted to do it more. I was just so very unsure about everything, really. I wished there was someone that I could talk with about it, but, frankly, who the hell would I speak to?

That night, when Cassie and I went to bed, we both undressed completely and got onto the bed naked. We hadn’t talked about doing so, we just both knew that we should.

Once we were lying down, Cassie said, “You wanna touch some more? Like we did last night?”

“Ok.”

Cassie and I turned onto our sides facing each other. Shyly we both reached out and placed our hands on each other’s genitals, stroking and fondling each other slowly, each just enjoying the sensations going through our young bodies.

“Cassie?” I asked after a bit.

“What?”

“I wanna try something.”

“Ok.”

“Lay on your back.”

Cassie flipped over and lay down on her back. I got between her legs and spread them slowly, looking down at her lovely, almost hairless vagina. It was the most amazing thing I’d ever laid eyes on. The fact that I’d had my finger inside there was enough to seriously blow my mind.

I’d heard a couple older boys at school talking about something they’d done with girls, and this was what I’d decided to try. I moved my face downward until I was really close to my sister’s vagina. Then I stuck my tongue out, ran it along the little bump that I’d touched before and then down into the furrow that lead inside her. I flicked my tongue all around from point A to point B and back again, wondering if this would do anything for Cassie.

Apparently it did, because after only a couple seconds of me working on her she started to really moan and quiver on our bed. I was about to lift up my head to ask her if there was anything she wanted me to do, but before I could she put her hands on my head and held me tight against her crotch.

I guessed she must’ve really liked it! I gave a little mental shrug and started going to town big-time. I did everything to her vagina I could think of with my tongue. I wanted to make her as happy as possible. Maybe I could even give her another orgasm! With that thought I slid my finger into her as well.

That extra stimulation apparently REALLY got her going because she suddenly let out a very loud moan and held me even tighter against her as her whole body shook and trembled, the orgasm obviously taking hold of her wonderful pre-teen body.

Once all the theatrics had subsided, I kissed a slow trail up my sister’s body until I reached her face, where I tenderly kissed her lips and laid myself out on top of her, her breasts pressing against me and, I was distantly aware, my penis rubbing against her vagina.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Oh, Hunter… oh, my god that was… wow… I never knew… I mean…” She closed her eyes and let out a happy sigh. Then she reached back, grabbed my bare ass and kissed me hard, grinding her vagina against my penis.

That was when I realized… I was really close to fucking my sister. I was close to getting laid. Losing my virginity. The most important thing in any teenage boy’s life and I was so very, very close to having it happen.

But before I could process that idea any further, Cassie said, “Lay on your back, Hunter. I want to do the same thing to you.”

“Ok.” It wasn’t exactly what I’d wanted to do, but I wasn’t about to argue. Instead I simply rolled off Cassie and lay down on my back. I didn’t think I was really going to fuck her anyhow. I mean, she was my own sister, after all. Besides, that would mean I’d be too much like my father. What an awful thought. It was almost enough to make me lose my erection.

Almost, but not quite. As my sister took my penis in her hand, I hardened back up again. Then when she opened her mouth and very unhesitantly lowered her face down around my shaft, I was more than hard. I was the very epitome of hardness!

“Oh, yeah, Cassie…” I whispered, running my fingers through her hair as she bobbed up and down on my penis.

“Am I doing ok?” she asked after a moment.

I grinned. “Right up to the point where you stopped.”

Cassie giggled. “I’ve never done any of this stuff before,” she confessed.

I blinked. “You haven’t? But I thought… I mean didn’t you and a boy at school…?”

She shook her head. “No. Jimmy Pearson was just lying about that.”

“Oh.” I lay back as Cassie lowered her mouth onto me again. I thought about that horrible night where I’d killed our father because he was about to rape Cassie. He’d heard that she’d been fucked by a boy at school. Now I find out that was a lie. I’d killed my dad because of a lie.

I shook my head. No. I’d killed him because he was going to hurt Cassie in a really horrible, awful way, and I was the only one who could possibly save her. So I had. I’d done the only thing that I could and… oh… ooooo… ah…

“Cassie… I’m gonna… cum soon…”

Cassie pulled her face back, but kept masturbating me. Moments later I let out a howl of pleasure as my penis convulsed in her hand, my sperm splashing out over me. Just as I was done shooting, my sister lowered her mouth back down, licking up what remained of my semen on the tip of my erection.

“Oh… oh, stop, Cassie… it feels too good…”

“Ok.”

Cassie laid back down on the bed and wiped her hand on the sheet. I picked up a sock from off the floor and cleaned myself off. Then we laid there, side-by-side, recovering from everything we’d just done.

“Hunter?”

“Yeah?”

“Is it ok? For us to be doing this?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Was it ok for me to kill Dad? Was it ok for us to run after I did? Was it ok for me to… do some of the other stuff I’ve done?” I thought about Nora and Ashleigh. “I don’t know what’s right anymore. All that I know is that I love you and you love me and what we did tonight and last night really felt good. Anything as nice as that can’t possibly be wrong.”

Cassie snuggled up next to me. “Ok.” She gave me a little kiss. “I have fun when we do this.”

“Me, too.” I kissed her again. “We should get some sleep.”

“Yeah. Good night, Hunter.”

“Good night, Cassie.”

I turned out the light and we drifted off to Slumberland.

* * *

July 4, 1976, dawned clear and hot in Houston. Cassie and I woke up pretty early. We’d planned to go visit a small carnival out at a shopping center. We’d then go hit a baseball game at the Astrodome. Then we’d got hit a couple free BBQ’s that were being held. Lastly, we’d top it all off by a night watching fireworks down on the beach. It was going to be sensational!

By the time we’d staggered back to our hotel we were both stuffed full of BBQ (which it turns out people in Texas are really good at), we’d eaten our weight in cotton candy at the carnival (where I’d won a stuffed Scooby-Doo toy that I gave to Cassie), we’d cheered on the Astros as they beat the crap outta the Braves (not as good as watching the Mets, but it was ok), and finally we’d topped it all off with the most amazing fireworks show we’d ever seen. It was sooooo cool!

“That was such a fun day!” Cassie said as she put Scooby on top of the TV. The news was on and was showing highlights of Bicentennial festivals all over the country. President Ford was even giving a little speech.

“Yeah, I had a great time.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’m going to get a shower before bed.”

“Alright.” She paused. “Hey. Hunter?”

“What?”

Shyly, Cassie asked, “Can I shower with you?”

I blinked and then grinned. “Sure!”

“Cool.”

Cassie and I both removed our clothes, me having to pull my boxers forward past my erection before I pulled them off, and then retired to the bathroom. I took a moment to adjust the temperature of the water. Once it was right, I got in and held open the curtain for Cassie.

“What a gentleman,” she giggled.

“Always, my lady,” I replied with a very small bow. There wasn’t room for much else.

Cassie got herself wet first, then I did the same as she soaped herself up. I turned to watch her as she ran the soap over her lean, nude body.

“What?” she asked, catching my eye.

I shrugged. “You just look really beautiful, that’s all.”

“I do?”

“Yeah.”

Cassie smiled. “Thank you.” She knelt down and gave me a little kiss on the tip of my hard penis.

I grinned. “Such a lady.”

“Always, good sir.” She tried to courtesy, which didn’t really work well in the small shower.

Cassie and I switched places so that she could rinse and work on her hair while I soaped up. The entire time she was facing away from me, I kept my eyes fixed on her butt, wondering what it would be like if we actually wound up doing it with each other.

This, of course, brought up a major point in my mind. Would I ever actually Do It with my sister? It certainly looked like we were leading up to that. I know I wanted to, but could I really? And would it be right? We’d talked last night about it, but I still didn’t know what I really believed deep down.

Cassie smiled at me again. “What are you looking at now?”

“Nothing,” I replied with a shrug.

“Oh, yeah? I know exactly what you’re thinking.”

“What?”

My sister reached over took my penis in her hand. “You’re thinking about how you wanna get this,” she took my hand and put it onto her vagina, “into this.”

My pulse raced as I worked a finger up inside her and said, “Well… what if I did?”

Cassie sighed. Not an unpleasant or unhappy sigh. Just a sigh. “I don’t know, Hunter. I mean, what we’ve done so far… it’s not a big deal. But if we actually Did It, it would be. You know?”

I nodded. “I was thinking something like that myself.”

“But I really want to, too. I mean, especially if it feels as good as what we’ve already done.”

“Good like this?” I asked with a sly grin as I fingered her slowly.

“Oooooh… yeah… like that.”

Cassie and I looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. I finally said, “Let’s get to bed.”

“Ok.”

We turned off the water and didn’t even bother to dry off. We just went straight back to the bed, where my sister laid down on her back, spreading her legs slightly. I got on top of her, kissing one of her breasts tenderly and sucking lightly on her nipple as I ground my penis gently against her vagina. Then I kissed a trail up and started kissing and nibbling on her neck.

Cassie let out a little moan and moved her hands onto my butt, squeezing tight and spreading her legs wider. “Hunter… oh, Hunter…” she whispered.

“Cassie?” I asked on impulse.

“Yeah…?”

Before I could chicken out, I said, “Can I put it in you?”

Cassie nodded slowly. “Oh, god, yes, Hunter… I really want you to be inside me… but please go slowly, ok?”

“Don’t worry, Cassie. I won’t do anything to hurt you. Not ever.”

“I know.” She kissed me again. “Just be careful.”

“I will.”

I sat up a little and looked down. Taking my teenage penis in my hand I rubbed it up and down against my sister’s vagina, poking the tip against the entrance. Then I lined it up and pushed forward just a bit, just enough to embed the head inside my sister’s body.

Looking into her eyes, I said, “Does that feel ok?”

“Yeah… it doesn’t hurt or anything…”

“Ok. I’m going to start putting the rest in.”

“Alright.”

I pulled back a little and then pushed forward slowly, watching as I started to slide into my sister’s tight warmth. Propping myself up with my hands, I pulled back again and then pushed forward once more, feeling more and more of me sinking into her.

“I’m halfway in…” I whispered. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No… no, don’t ever stop, Hunter… don’t ever stop…”

Nodding, I pulled back and pushed forward one last time, eliciting a sigh and a slight wince from my sister as the last of my fourteen-year-old virgin penis sank itself all the way inside her tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina.

“Oh, wow,” I whispered as I felt Cassie’s velvety tightness around my young erection.

“Yeah…” Cassie whispered, looking up into my eyes.

“I never knew… I never even thought… that it would feel this good…”

“Me, either…”

I pulled back, letting most of my penis slide out of Cassie’s preteen vagina. Then I pushed back all the way into her, savoring the incredible sensation of being inside my sister in such a wonderfully intimate way.

“Oh… oh, Hunter…” Cassie whispered, clutching at my naked body as I moved rhythmically on top of her.

I closed my eyes and buried my head in her shoulder as we made love for the first time. Both physically and mentally it was the most wonderful thing I’d ever experienced in my life and I wanted it to last forever, or at least long enough for me to make my sister cum.

But it was apparent after only a minute that it was a long lost cause. I had time only to call out, “Oh, god, Cassie, I’m cumming in you,” before it hit me, the good feelings starting at my groin and spreading out all over my thrusting body as my penis began to spurt inside of Cassie’s tight vagina, my sperm firing into a girl’s body for the very first time.

When I was done cumming, I fell onto my sister’s body, sweating and panting, my penis still buried inside of her. It was more than a minute before I felt my mind return to my blissed out body. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at Cassie.

“Wow…”

“Yeah…” she said with tired looking smile.

I rolled off her, my penis slipping out of paradise. I fell onto my back and laid next to my sister, trying hard to recover. “I can’t believe we actually did it…”

“Yeah…” She looked over at me. “Did you like it?”

“Oh, yeah…” I looked at her. “Did you?”

“Of course I did.”

“But you didn’t cum, did you?”

Cassie shrugged. “Not this time. But maybe I will next time.”

“Next time?” I asked with a grin.

“Yeah.” She smiled back.

“Did it hurt at all?”

She shrugged once more. “When you first put it in, it hurt a tiny bit, but mostly it felt too good for me to care.”

“Cool.” We laid there next to each other for several minutes, the air from the ceiling fan and AC blowing across our naked bodies.

“Hunter?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re not like Dad.”

I was stunned into silence. “What?” I managed to say.

Cassie rolled onto her side to look at me. “I know you’ve been thinking that you’re like Dad. You know. For doing this stuff with me.”

“How… how did you know?” I finally asked.

“I just did.” She shrugged. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re not like him.”

“I’m not?”

“Of course not. He was drunk and he was going to force me to. I did it with you because I love you. You’d never force me. You’d never hurt me.”

“I know,” I said. I reached up to put a hand on her cheek. “Thank you, Cassie.”

“You’re welcome.” She leaned down to kiss me. I kissed her back. We did this for a few moments and then she said, “Do you wanna do it again?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Cool.” She took my hard penis in her hand. “Can I try being on top? I hear that girls can do it that way if they want to.”

“Uh… ok, sure.”

Cassie squatted over my penis, holding it up. Then she slowly lowered her vagina down around me until I was buried to the hilt inside her once more. She let out a happy sigh and looked down at me.

“This really does feel good.”

“Yeah.” I reached up and tweaked each of her nipples.

It was really awkward doing it with Cassie on top, but we managed ok. It was nice like this cause I didn’t have to do anything, though I did play with her nipples and spent a lot of time rubbing at the little bump above her vagina.

The feelings were still really good despite the awkwardness. I did my best to force myself not to cum, which ended up not being all that difficult. All that I had to do was remember Ashleigh and that was enough to keep me from shooting, though only just barely.

Thankfully I didn’t have to hold back forever. It wasn’t more than about four minutes before Cassie started whimpering and moaning. Then she froze almost completely as she started to climax, her vagina squeezing hard around my penis. Her orgasm was more than enough to trigger mine and I added a second load of sperm into that which was already inside my sister’s wonderful young body.

After our orgasms were totally over with, Cassie fell back onto the bed with me. We snuggled up and soon drifted off to sleep, content, for the moment, with the direction our life had taken.

END CHAPTER FOUR

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Homo homini lupus.

So there you go. They’ve consummated the relationship, which we all knew they would. I hope you’re all enjoying this series. If all goes according to plan, there’s going to be another four parts, give or take.
Anyhow, like always, please check out the entire site! The contest, the survey, etc. With any luck we’ll be launching alexhawk.com on July 7! Look for it!
(and I hope you’re all enjoying the Latin! I like it, I just don’t understand it. Basically, it’s all Greek to me…)

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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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