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Knocking Up Girls

October 21, 2008

Knocking Up Girls
By
Alex Hawk

“Are you sure it won’t hurt or anything, Elliot?” Maria asked me, looking a little nervous.

“I’m sure,” I said in my most reassuring tone. We were together in her bedroom. Her parents were at work.

“And I can’t get pregnant?”

“No, don’t worry. I’ll be careful.”

Maria bit her lower lip, trying to decide. As she did so I ran one of my hands up her bare arm. A little tremor went through her body.

“You won’t tell anyone, will you?”

I laughed. “Who would I tell?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. Other boys, maybe.”

“I won’t tell, I promise,” I lied.

“Well, alright. I guess we can do it.”

“Cool.” I leaned forward and gave her a little kiss. “You’ll really like it.”

“I hope so,” she said, as I started to pull her blouse open. Once it was off, I pulled her bra up enough to expose her thirteen-year-old breasts and started kissing them. Maria let out a little whimper and put one of her hands on the back of my head.

I grinned to myself. Maria would be the fifteenth girl I’d fucked this summer. Four of them were already pregnant, three of which were definitely my kids, since the girls had been virgins (like Maria), and hadn’t ever fucked anyone else. With luck, Maria would get pregnant, too.

I was in a little competition with two of my friends. We’d dared each other to each get a girl pregnant last summer when we were all fourteen. We each pulled that off easily. I now had a young daughter. Her mother raised her. I almost never saw her.

This summer we’d picked something a little different. The goal was to get as many girls pregnant as we could. So far with three confirmed, one possible and the rest not sure yet (though six of them thought they might be pregnant), I was in second. My best friend, Kyle, had gotten five girls definitely pregnant, with another seven who might be and had fucked twenty all together. We were both ahead of Daniel who had only fucked nine and had only gotten two pregnant.

Kyle and I had both lost our virginities when we were twelve. Daniel lost his a year later, and it wasn’t long after that that Kyle got his first girl pregnant. That had lead to us having our race last summer and then to this one. All three of us were good looking enough that it wasn’t really hard at all to get girls to let us fuck them. None of them seemed to have really caught on to the fact that we were screwing as many as we could, trying to knock them up.

Now I pulled Maria’s blouse and bra completely off her and began kissing my way down her chest and stomach. Once I got to her jeans, I unbuttoned them and slid my hand down inside, rubbing at her vagina through the thin fabric of her panties.

“Oh, Elliot…” she whispered. “That feels good…”

“Glad to hear that,” I said, leaning down and kissing her tenderly as I slipped my fingers inside her panties, now massaging her vagina directly. Very slowly I moved my hand farther down and worked a finger into her vaginal canal itself, moving it back and forth a little.

Maria began writhing around on the bed. While she was lost in pleasure, I reached down and started unbuttoning my jeans, putting my hand inside to pull out my very hard penis. I seldom wore underwear. Too much of a chance that it might kill some of my sperm.

Now that Maria was really into it, I worked her jeans and panties off her, leaving her now completely naked. I continued fingering her with one hand as I pulled the rest of my clothes off with my other, at least as best I could. Once I was completely naked I started kissing my way back up her body until I was kissing her mouth, my penis nudging at her vagina.

I took it in my hand, rubbing it against her virgin slit. “Are you ready?” I whispered.

“I… I think so…”

“Good.” I gave her one last kiss and began pushing forward slightly, feeling the tip start to enter her. I pulled back a little and then pushed again. I repeated this several times, seesawing back and forth until finally my entire fifteen-year-old penis was deep inside Maria’s no longer virgin thirteen-year-old vagina.

“Oh, god… oh, Elliot… it hurts…” Maria had a couple tears going down her face.

I kissed her gently and said, “Don’t worry. It’s going to feel better.” That done, I started very slowly moving back and forth inside her, screwing her with no real passion yet. I just wanted to make it feel better for her.

Soon I heard Maria whimpering slightly into my ear. It was obviously she was starting to get into it, which was good. I’d have kept fucking her anyhow no matter if she enjoyed it or not, but it was better that she was enjoying herself.

Now that I knew Maria was getting into it, I started fucking her a little faster, my penis nearly a blur as it glided smoothly in and out of her vagina. I started breathing hard as I began to approach my orgasm. I hadn’t fucked her for nearly long enough to give her an orgasm, but I certainly was about to give myself one!

Seconds later my penis pulsed inside Maria’s vagina as my sperm blasted out into her lovely young body. I wished my little boys well as they started their long swim up into her, trying to find an egg to get me a new baby. With luck, she’d be pregnant within a few hours.

After the fucking, we laid there and talked for a little bit. Then we fucked. And fucked again. By the time I finally walked out of her house, I was pretty well fucked-out, having came inside Maria no less than six times. I planned to fuck her a few more times in the next couple days, just to try and make sure. Hopefully she was already pregnant, but if not, I planned to make sure she would be.

Meantime, it was time for me to go home.

* * *
A week went by. I fucked Maria about twenty-five times, and was pretty sure she was probably pregnant by now. If not… well, I’d tried my best.

The only problem was this: Kyle had told me another girl had confirmed she was pregnant by him, and even Daniel had a girl say he’d knocked her up. Now I was tied with Daniel and behind Kyle even further and this was the last weekend of summer vacation! I had to think of something.

I went to a party on Friday night, but had zero luck. All the girls there were already taken or weren’t interested in hooking up. Ditto on Saturday night, which was so depressing, I actually left the party early and was back at home by ten o’clock that night.

I was tired and annoyed when I got home. There was no way I was going to be able to get another girl pregnant at this point. I might get lucky and have one of the girls I’d fucked before turn out to be pregnant. This wasn’t impossible. But I really wanted to have a go with another girl, just to be certain.

“You’re back early,” said my twelve-year-old sister, Jenna, as I walked into the house.

“Yeah, well, the party sucked,” I replied, going over to sit on the couch.

“Sorry to hear that,” she said with some sympathy in her voice.

We sat there watching TV for a bit and a really, really evil thought started to enter my mind. My sister was really hot looking. Her breasts were just starting to really grow and boy did they look nice. I knew also that she’d started her periods recently. This meant she was fertile.

So in other words, I could, maybe, get my sister pregnant.

It was an unreal thought. I knew it would be incest, and illegal as hell, but really, who cared? I’d get more pussy, probably take my sister’s virginity, and stand a good chance of having another kid. That would mean that I might be able to win the contest, or at least not lose badly.

My penis hardened up as I considered all these ideas. Yeah… yeah, I’d fuck my sister. What a perfect idea! Now I just had to figure out how to get her to let me fuck her…

“So what you been up to?” I asked Jenna.

“What do you mean?”

I shrugged. “Just in general. What you been up to lately?”

“Nothing, really. Just getting ready for the new school year, you know? I’m trying to get into a couple honors classes.”

“Oh, yeah? That should be pretty cool for you.”

“I hope so. It’ll help me get into college at least.”

My sister was pretty smart. I almost felt guilty at the thought of getting her pregnant. It would almost certainly screw up her future. But it wasn’t like I was going to force her. I never forced any girls. I never needed to.

I searched my memory for things I knew about my sister’s social life. Oh, yes. “Whatever happened to Brendan?” He was a boy Jenna had been dating a while ago.

“Him?” She made a face. “We broke up like two months ago.”

“Oh, sorry. What happened? Why did you guys break up?”

Jenna shrugged. “He was just kind of a jerk, you know? He didn’t treat me really well.”

“He didn’t hit you or anything?” I asked, suddenly feeling a protective urge.

She shook her head. “No, but he kept hitting on other girls and stuff.”

“Oh. Jerk.”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t know why he would have hit on anyone else. Everybody knows you’re the best looking girl in town.”

“Ha!” Jenna said with a grin. “What have YOU been smoking, Elliot?”

“Nothing. It’s true, Jenna. You’re really cute.”

“Well… thanks,” she said after a moment.

“You just gotta learn how to make yourself look… you know… a little different.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you know. A little more like what boys want.”

“How so?”

I looked my sister’s body over with a critical eye. “I think if you wore a little more revealing clothes and maybe did some stuff to make your tits look bigger. You’d be fine.”

“You really think so?” she asked, looking down at her chest.

“Of course I do. You’re really hot.” I grinned a little. “Heck, if you weren’t my sister, I’d fuck you.”

Jenna turned a bright red and giggled a little bit. “Gee, that’s nice to know.”

I did my best to make myself look embarrassed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make it sound like that. You’ve just got a lot of potential to look really, really cute, you know?”

“Well, thanks, Elliot.”

“Any boy ever try to do anything with you?” I asked.

“What, you mean like…” Jenna blushed a little. “You mean like sex or something?”

“Yeah.”

“Not really. I mean, I used to kiss Brendan a lot and I let him, like, touch my breasts through my shirt but, that was about it. Why?”

I shrugged. “Just curious.” It meant no one had fucked her yet, which made me happy. “Why didn’t you do anything more with him?”

“I don’t know,” Jenna said after thinking about it for a moment. “I just didn’t. I know he wanted to. But… I don’t know.”

“Sex is really fun,” I said. “You should have let him do it with you.”

“I don’t know,” she said again. “I thought about it a lot. I almost did do it with him, but I just guess I wanna wait until I have a boy who loves me, you know? Then try it with him.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” We watched TV in silence for a bit and then I said, “So are there any boys you love enough to let them try it with you?”

“Not really.”

“Well, are there even any boys you love?”

“No,” she said after a bit. “I mean, I love you, Elliot, but you’re my brother and that’s not quite the same.”

“No, I guess it’s not, although…” I trailed off.

“Although what?” Jenna asked, looking at me.

I shrugged. “Never mind. Just thinking about something.”

“Well, what?”

“Never mind,” I repeated, knowing my sister wouldn’t just let it go.

“No, come on, Elliot. What were you going to say?”

“I don’t wanna tell you, Jenna. You’ll get mad.”

“No, I won’t! I promise!”

“Well,” I began slowly. “If you wanted to, we…” I trailed off again and then shook my head. “No, never mind. You’ll get mad at me if I say it and even if you don’t, you wouldn’t be interested, so it doesn’t really matter.”

“Elliot!” my sister said, looking annoyed. “Stop being a jerk! Just tell me, okay!”

“Alright, alright,” I said in a soothing voice. “Well… it seems to me that you want to lose your virginity to a boy you love. You said you love me. If you wanted to, you and I could, you know, have sex. I’m pretty experienced and I’ve taken a lot of virginities, so I know how to make it best. It’ll be really, really good for you.” I shrugged. “That’s what I was thinking.”

My sister’s mouth had dropped open during my little speech. She closed it and after a moment said, “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Well…”

“You did ask what I was thinking,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Ok.”

There was a new tension in the air. Jenna sat silently for a few minutes and then finally said, “So you wanna… you wanna have sex with me?”
I shrugged, doing my best to seem casual. “Well, I was just thinking that, you know, like I said, if you wanna have sex with someone you love, and you love me, well, why not do it with me? I know how to make it feel really good.”

“Yeah, but you’re my brother, Elliot.”

“So? Think of it this way; if you’re going to have your first time with your boyfriend and it ends up being not that great, you’ll both feel kind of weird. If you have sex with me and it’s not that great, then you won’t need to feel so strange cause I’m just me.” It was faulty logic at best, but I hoped it would work.

Jenna gave me a weird look. “I guess that makes sense.” I could tell she was getting a little tempted, but then she shook her head. “No. No, we can’t. It’s wrong for brothers and sisters to have sex with each other.”

This argument was one I had hoped she wouldn’t trot out, cause I had no idea how I was going to get past it. Then in a flash of inspiration, I had it.

“Well, you know WHY it’s wrong?” I asked.

“No.”

“Because of religion,” I said, feeling slightly smug. “See, most religions say that you aren’t supposed to have sex for any reason other than making babies. That’s why they don’t like birth control. Well, brothers can’t get their sisters pregnant. Sperm just doesn’t work like that. So when a brother and sister have sex, there can’t be a baby.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. That’s another reason to try it with me your first time. You can’t get pregnant by me, but you might with another boy.” I felt a little guilty about the lie, considering the whole point of this was to get my sister pregnant, but if this was what it took, it was what I would do.”

“Oh.” My little sister considered all this new information. “I guess that all makes sense.”

“Yeah.”

“But…” I could tell Jenna was trying to think of more reasons not to let me fuck her, but wasn’t coming up with any.

I said, “Look. How about this? We can try some stuff, and if you like it, then we can keep going, and if you don’t, we can stop. Does that sound reasonable?”
Jenna was quiet for another long stretch. Finally she quietly said, “Well… I don’t know. Are you sure about all this?”

“Absolutely,” I lied. “Look, I already have one baby. You think I want anymore? Trust me here.” This of course despite the fact that I knew I’d gotten three girls pregnant already this summer with at least four more possible.

“Yeah… well… you wouldn’t, like, tell anyone, would you?”

I shook my head. “Of course not. Look, Jenna, you’re my sister. Do you think I’d do anything that would hurt you?”

“I guess not.”

“So you wanna try doing some stuff? Maybe even fucking?”

After another long bit of quiet, my sister said, “Ok. But you have to stop if I don’t like it, ok?”

“Sure! Of course!” It was all I could do to keep from cheering. I knew now that I had her. I could make it feel good enough for her that there was no way she’d want me to stop. Within an hour I’d have my penis driven deep inside her tight young vagina, and hopefully I’d have her pregnant by the end of the night.

“Ok.” Jenna took a deep breath. “So how do we start?”

“Well… have you ever seen a boy naked in real life before?”

“No.”

“Ok, then. I’ll undress.” I stood up and very slowly began removing my clothes, pausing after each garment was off so that my sister could look me over. Once I was down to just my boxers, I stopped and said, “So what do you think of me so far?”

“You look really nice, Elliot,” she replied after a moment. “You have a nice body.”

“Thanks.” I hooked my fingers into my boxers and said, “Ok, here goes the last bit.” Slowly I pulled the waistband forward so that it could get past my hard penis and then lowered my boxers to the floor. I stood back up, now fully nude and erect in front of my twelve-year-old sister.

“Wow,” she said after a bit.

“Yeah.” I knew I looked good nude. You didn’t sleep with as many girls as I did without having the looks.

“It’s… wow, that’s big,” Jenna said, looking right at my penis. “Can that really fit inside me?”

“Oh, yes. Trust me.” Taking a small step towards Jenna, I said, “Do you want to touch it?”

“Alright,” she said and very slowly reached out with her hand. Her fingertips brushed the tip of my penis and then ran down the shaft. “It’s really warm.”

“Yeah” I sat down on the couch next to my sister as she moved her hand away. “So anyhow, you wanna try taking off your clothes now?”

My sister nodded silently and stood up. She pulled off her shirt, exposing her bra-less chest. I was a little surprised at that, but pleased. Her breasts were small and firm and very nice. I couldn’t wait to nuzzle them. Then she pulled off the rest of her clothes. Unlike me she didn’t pause before taking off her underwear, she just pulled them right down, showing off her small patch of sparse pubic hair and giving me a nice view of her virgin slit.

She stood there looking shy for a bit and said, “So what do you think? Do I look ok?”

“You look wonderful,” I said with a sincere smile.

“Thanks,” she said, blushing a little. “So now what?”

“Well… here, sit down on the couch,” I said, standing up and moving aside. My sister took my place. I knelt down in front of her and spread her legs a little, taking in the view of her lovely vagina. “Did your last boyfriend ever go down on you or anything?”

“No…” Jenna said, a little hesitation in her voice.

I spread her legs a little more, giving me good access. I said nothing further, I simply moved my face downward, stuck out my tongue and started licking all over my little sister’s vagina. It produced instant results. She tried to close her legs and let out a little whimper of total pleasure as I worked my tongue all over her labia, poked it into her vaginal canal and worked it near, but not on, her clitoris. I knew for a fact she’d never felt anything this good before!

“Oh, Jesus, Elliot… I… oh, god, that’s good…” she whispered, putting a hand on the back of my head.

I ignored her and reached out a hand, rubbing my fingers against her slit while my tongue now probed right alongside her clitoris. I placed one of my fingers against the entrance to my sister’s vagina and very slowly worked it up inside her, pleased that I didn’t a hymen. I’d run up against them before, though not for very long.

Keeping my first finger in Jenna’s vagina, and slowly inserting a second finger, I began to kiss my way up her body until I reached her small breasts. I kissed and then gently sucked on each of her nipples while I moved my fingers inside her body.

This position also had the advantage of putting me into a position where my penis could make contact with my little sister’s vagina. I pulled my fingers slowly out of her and took my erection in my hand. I began rubbing it gently up and down against her slit, knowing that if I did it right, I’d drive her nuts and get her ready for intercourse.

Now I moved my face up and nibbled gently on my sister’s neck. At the same time I positioned my penis right against her vagina, pushing it into her just slightly. Not enough to really penetrate, but enough to get some attention.

“Feels good, huh?” I whispered into her ear.

“Oh, yeah…”

“Glad you like it.” I probed again with my teenage penis, letting the tip sink into Jenna’s preteen vagina. She was nice and wet. Penetration would be really easy.

I kissed her lightly on the lips and said, “I’m going to put it in now. It might hurt just a tiny bit, but then it’ll feel really nice, ok?”

Jenna swallowed, obviously overwhelmed by the fact that she was about to lose her virginity to her older brother. Nodding she said, “Ok.”

I leaned down and gently started sucking on one of her breasts again, while with one of my hands I reached down to stimulate Jenna’s clitoris. Finally I steadied myself and pushed forward gently with my hips, my fifteen-year-old penis starting to slide into my little sister’s tight, twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I sawed it back and forth until I was almost entirely inside her. Then I took the last plunge, and was now entirely inside. I was officially committing incest.

Once I was completely inside her, I took a moment to pause and looked into Jenna’s eyes.

“You’re not a virgin anymore,” I whispered. “You’re being fucked. How’s it feel?” I asked softly.

“It hurts a tiny bit…” she said. “But it feels good, too…”

It was all I could do at this point to avoid fucking the shit out of her. Less than half an hour ago I’d had the idea of fucking my sister. Now here I was, actually doing it! Oh, it was sweet! I really hoped to get her pregnant from this.

I got myself into a comfortable position and began screwing my sister at a nice, slow, steady pace. I was determined to keep myself from cumming too soon, but I really wanted to give my sister an orgasm while I fucked her.

“I can’t believe… we’re really doing this…” Jenna whispered as I pumped steadily inside her.

“Feels sweet, huh?”

“Oh, yeah…” She placed her hands on my chest and ran them down to my waist, then around my body to rest on my butt. “Oh, Elliot, it feels soooo good…”

I began pulling my penis almost all the way out of my little sister, and then slowly easing it back inside, pressing hard against her body each time I sank back inside. I could feel the wonderful sensation of her vagina getting wetter and wetter as I fucked her, and I knew that she’d cum for sure if I held off on my own orgasm long enough.

After about ten minutes of steady, hardcore sex, varying from slow screwing all the way up to hard jack-hammering, I heard Jenna start moaning in a whole different way, and I knew that she’d be climaxing soon. Only a few moments later I felt her vagina start clenching around my penis while my sister let out a high-pitched mewling sound of total bliss as the orgasm claimed her mind and body.

Now was my moment. I let out a series of low grunts as I felt my penis begin kicking inside my sister’s vagina, my sperm fountaining out of me and blasting up into her. I pictured my little fellas swimming up into her body, finding an egg and giving me another baby. I couldn’t ever remember an orgasm as intense as this one.

Holding my still-hard penis inside my sister, I kissed first each of her breasts and then gave her a tender kiss on the mouth.

“Did you like it?” I asked.

“Oh, yes…”

“Good.” I kissed her a few more times, waiting until I was ready to go again. Then as soon as I was ready, I started moving back and forth inside my sister, fucking her once more.

I fired off a total of six loads of sperm into my sister’s vagina that night. We fucked in just about every position. We kept fucking all weekend. I eventually screwed her more than twenty times before Monday rolled around. I was sore as hell, but with any luck my sister was now officially pregnant by me. And if she wasn’t yet, she soon would be, because even after school started, we still kept fucking at least a couple times a day.

By the end of October, the bet was officially over. Kyle had wound up getting nine girls pregnant. Daniel ended up with a mere seven. As for me? Out of fifteen girls I’d fucked, a total of eleven, including my sister, ended up getting pregnant by me! My little boys had done better than I’d ever expected. By this time next year, I’d end up with a total of twelve children!

Sadly, I wouldn’t be able to see any of them for a while. When my sister found out she was pregnant she went into a panic and told our parents what we’d been up to. They were pissed. They were so pissed they ended up talking with some doctor who ended up talking with the police and next thing I knew, I was under arrest, charged with multiple counts of statutory rape and incest.

Soon the whole story came out and both Kyle and Daniel wound up getting arrested, too. Turns out I hadn’t been the only one to fuck his sister. Daniel had popped his eleven-year-old sister, and even though she wasn’t pregnant, he was in serious trouble for it. Both them had also fucked a couple underage girls. We were all in deep shit.

In the end all three of us wound up getting tried as adults and we all wound up being sentenced to five-to-seven years in prison. To say it sucked was to understate matters. Our lives were pretty well fucked up at this point. What little money we were able to earn working in jail went to pay child support. I ended up with about five bucks a month in spending money. The only bright side to it all was that we were all able to sell our stories to Hollywood. We each wound up with $10,000 after a huge cut was taken out for our kids. It wasn’t much, but it would be enough to provide us all with a good start at new lives once we got out of prison.

END

Got an interesting and TRUE first time or consenting incest story? Please send them to me! I might turn them into one of my stories! I’m also always looking for pictures of cute boys and girls, the less clothes the better! Refer to www.boblamb.com for the sort of things I’m after. Sometimes I get inspiration from these sorts of pics! Keep it legal, of course.
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You know, speaking as someone who used to have sex with his sister, I consider myself EXTREMELY lucky that I didn’t wind up getting in legal trouble for it. Our parents never found out. I might have gotten her pregnant, someone did at any rate, but I don’t know for sure if it was me or not.

Needless to say, fucking someone without his or her consent is wrong. Was what Elliot did in this story wrong? Well, he lied to his sister to get her into bed and was trying to get her pregnant without her consent, but was the actual act of brother/sister sex wrong? I don’t think so. If you wanna read more about my views on incest, statutory rape and other sex related issues, please request my FAQ. Thanks for reading! ^_^

Warming Up Katie

November 3, 2008

Warming Up Katie
By
Alex Hawk

I rolled my tongue along my sister’s clitoris, down along the labia and up into her thirteen-year-old vagina, eliciting a series of blissful moans from her. She placed her hands on the back of my head and pushed me into her as I started using my fingers to trace a circle around her most private areas.

“Oh, god… oh, Justin… oh… oh…” she moaned as I continued to eat her out.

I ground my pelvis into her bed, feeling my virgin fourteen-year-old penis rubbing against the fabric of my boxers as I pleasured her. It was always cool and arousing as hell to me to know that I was making her feel good.

“Damn, dude, you’re good at that,” said my best friend, Eric, as he sat on the edge of the bed, masturbating while watching me and Katie.

“Thanks,” I mumbled around my sister’s vagina. I lifted my face up and looked at Eric. “You ready?”

“Yeah!”

I sat up and moved over towards Eric, briefly slipping my mouth around his thirteen-year-old penis. I blew him for only a few seconds and then moved aside, watching as he moved towards Katie.

Eric gave Katie a little kiss, and then put one hand on his penis as he got on top of her. He flexed his body and slipped down into my sister’s vagina. Katie moaned again as her boyfriend penetrated her.

I pulled my penis out of my boxers and started masturbating while I watched my sister and my best friend fuck. They made for a cute couple, that was certain. It had become my favorite pastime, ever since this all got started last year.

Eventually Eric climaxed, moaning loudly and shooting his sperm into Katie’s vagina. When he was done, he pulled out of her and sat back as I moved my face down and started cleaning my little sister out as Eric beat me off. Once I came, I gave my sister and my friend each a kiss and then grabbed my clothes and went to my bedroom, leaving them to their afterglow.

I still remember how it all got started last year…

* * *

I’d started trading blowjobs with Eric a couple months before all this went down. He’d introduced me to the idea and I’d taken to it like there was no tomorrow. I knew it was pretty gay, but it felt good, so what did I care?

Just as we were about to get undressed and go to it, Eric said, “Hey, Justin?”

“Yeah?”

“I got something I gotta tell you.”

“Oh? Ok.”

Eric grinned widely. “Guess what?”

“What?”

“I’m not a virgin anymore!”

“Yeah, right. Fuck you.”

“No, seriously! I’m not!”

Still skeptical, I said, “Ok. Who did you fuck?”

“Katie.”

I blinked hard. “Katie? Like my sister Katie?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re lying,” I said, but for some reason I knew he wasn’t.

“I am not!”

“Ok, prove it.”

“Alright. I’ll be right back.” Eric left my bedroom and went down the hall. A few moments later he came back with Katie. “Tell him,” he said.

Katie blushed a little but said, “Yes, Justin, Eric and me have had sex.”

“Oh, my god,” I said, more than a little stunned. I sat down on my bed. “How did this happen?”

Eric shrugged. “I came over to visit you, but you weren’t here. Katie and me started talking, then we watched a movie, then we started making out. Next thing we knew we were fucking on her bed.”

“Holy shit,” I mumbled. Both my sister and my best friend, who weren’t even teenagers at this point, had lost their virginities. I was jealous as hell.

“You’re not mad, are you, Justin?” asked Katie.

“No, I’m not.”

Eric grinned. “You wanna watch us fuck?”

“What? You’ll let me watch?”

Katie nodded. “We talked about it before,” she admitted. “Eric said you’d probably want to see us do it.”

“Oh.”

“So?” asked Eric.

“Sure,” I said with a shrug that belied the nervousness and arousal I felt inside.

“Cool.” Eric started getting undressed, and by the time he was naked, my sister had started undressing, too, giving me my first look at a naked girl. Katie’s breasts weren’t very big yet, and she didn’t have more than a few strands of hair between her legs, but that was fine with me!

“Can we use your bed?” Eric asked, stroking his penis.

“Sure.” I moved aside but stayed on the bed, since I wanted a good view.

Katie got onto my bed, spreading her legs wide. I got a great view of her vagina at that point, but I didn’t really understand a lot of what I was seeing. Some of it I knew from spending time on the Internet, but I’d never seen one in real life.

Eric got on top of Katie at that point. He was holding onto his penis with one hand and supporting his body with the other. He looked at me.

“Can you see ok?”

I moved around a little so that I was looking at them from above and to the side. I could see the tip of his penis pressing against my sister’s vagina. “Yes,” I said, my voice shaking.

“Ok. Here I go.”

I watched in awe as Eric gave a little push with his hips. At first nothing happened, but then, rather suddenly, his penis slipped forward, sliding down into my sister’s vagina. He pushed in all the way, until their nearly bare pubes merged.

“See?” he said, a little out of breath. “I told you…”

“Oh, god…” I whispered, rubbing at my penis through my pants.

“Yeah…” Eric said, as he started moving back and forth, slowly fucking Katie.

I kept one eye on my sister’s face as she got screwed by Eric. She looked like she was enjoying it a little, but not very much. I wondered why. In the bits of porn I’d seen the girls always looked happy to be fucked.

The more I thought about it, the more I wondered, and finally I figured it out. Eric hadn’t done any foreplay. Not any at all. He hadn’t fingered Katie, hadn’t gone down on her, hadn’t done anything. No wonder it wasn’t as good for her as it was supposed to be!

“Hey? Eric?”

“What…?” he gasped.

“Pull it out for a second.”

“What?” He stared at me. “What? Why?”

“Look at Katie. She’s not enjoying it as much as she should.”

“What?” Eric looked down at Katie. “You like it, don’t you?”

“Well… yeah…” She shrugged a little. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t KNOW?”

“Eric?” I put my hand on his bare ass. “Pull out for a moment.”

“Ok, fine!” Eric pulled back, his hard penis withdrawing from my sister’s vagina.

“Don’t you know what foreplay is?” I asked.

“No.”

“It’s where you get the girl warmed up. Make her feel really good before you stick it in her.”

“Oh.” Eric looked at me. “How do you know this?”

“The Internet.”

“Oh.”

“Try going down on her,” I suggested.

“What?”

I rolled my eyes. “You might not be a virgin, but you still don’t know much.” Before Eric could argue, I continued, “Use your tongue down there.”

“What? EW! GROSS!”

“Dude! It’ll feel good! She’ll love it!”

Eric wrinkled his nose. “Fine, if she’ll love it, you do it.”

That brought me up short. I opened my mouth to reply, and then closed it. I looked down at Katie.

“Well…” I said slowly. “If you want… I can do it. Just to show him?”

“Uhm… I guess,” Katie said with a shrug. “I mean, you’ve already seen me naked and seen Eric fuck me.”

I nodded. “Ok. Well. Alright.” I licked my lips and got between my sister’s legs, acutely aware of my virgin penis trying to escape my clothes. I took a good look at my sister’s vagina, now only inches from my face. Well, I figured, I’d never done this before, but how hard could it be? With that thought, I stuck my tongue out and ran it across my sister’s clitoris a few times.

Katie’s reaction was immediate. She let out a low moan of pure pleasure, and then started gasping as I flicked my tongue back and forth. Soon I had her really writing in pleasure, especially when I slipped a finger into her vagina as I continued to lick everything.

After a bit, I moved away and let Eric start fucking Katie again. This time it was obvious she was enjoying it a lot more. I wasn’t sure at the time if she’d had an orgasm (I know now she didn’t), but it clear it was a lot better for her.

By the end of that first day, I’d done everything I could with my sister aside from fucking her. Though I’d gotten naked, I just never thought about sticking it in her. That would seem too much like incest. I did fool around with Eric in front of her, though, and she really liked seeing him and I blowing each other.
I thought things would never change…

* * *

It was the weekend. Our parents were out of town, and the plans called for Katie, Eric and myself to spend all weekend having as much sex as we could. Within just a few minutes of Eric’s arrival, the three of us were naked and on my bed, me warming up Katie.

I was kneeling between Katie’s legs, rubbing the tip of my penis up and down against her vagina. We called it “the paintbrush”, and it was something we both enjoyed, cause it meant I could feel good while making her feel good. We didn’t do it too much, but we did it sometimes.

Occasionally I’d tease my sister a little. I’d press the tip of my penis against her vagina. I wouldn’t let it slide in or anything, but I’d tease her with the idea that it MIGHT enter her. I liked to hold myself steady, right there, almost entering her, and jerk myself a little, wondering if I’d ever cum like that.

I wiggled my penis back and forth, getting a giggle from Katie. “You like that?” I asked with a smile.

“Yes, of course,” she said with a grin of her own.

Grinning again, I laid my nude body on top of Katie’s and started thrusting my penis along her vagina. This was something we’d only started in the last couple weeks, but it had felt really good to us both, so we did it every time now.

Eric came over and knelt down near our heads. Both of us got the hint and started licking his penis together. We took turns slipping our mouths around it and just generally having fun.

The thought hit at that point. Suddenly and hard. Before I could censor myself or sort out my motives or anything, I simply asked my sister, “Hey, Katie? Can I stick it in you for a bit?”

Everyone, including me, froze. Katie looked up at me, her mouth stuffed with Eric’s penis. She spit it out and said, “You… wanna stick it in?”

Embarrassed, I said, “No… nevermind.”

Katie put her hand on my chest. “No, wait. Do you want to, Justin?”

I shrugged a little. “Well… I mean… I do kind of want to know what it’s like, you know?”

Katie looked up at Eric, who shrugged. She looked back at me. “Well… if you want to, you can.”

There were a million things I wanted to say, but I didn’t. I felt my hips moving, almost on their own, sliding me back a little. When the tip of my erection encountered the warm, wet place I knew so well, I pushed forward, feeling my fourteen-year-old virgin penis slip smoothly and easily into my little sister’s tight, thirteen-year-old vagina.

My eyes shut and I let out a sigh of content. That was the only noise I could make. I was too overwhelmed by the moment to say or do much of anything else. I was actually inside her. I hadn’t planned for it to happen, but here I was. My penis inside my sister’s vagina. Oh, god, it was heavenly.

Keeping my eyes closed, I started moving back and forth, fucking my sister slowly and tenderly. It felt REALLY good. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Katie was sucking Eric’s penis again, but I felt her hand moving back to cup my butt as I fucked her. Very much like what she’d done with me when I’d been where Eric was and he was where I was.

I knew that my orgasm was approaching and that it was going to be big. I tried to hold off as much as I could, but it was a losing battle. After fucking my sister for only about two or three minutes, I felt my penis starting to kick and buck inside her as my sperm splashed into her vagina. My first orgasm inside a girl.

When I was done cumming, I pulled out and watched as Eric assumed my usual role; getting between Katie’s legs and going down on her, licking up all my sperm from inside her vagina.

After he was done, the three of us snuggled up together on the bed. I’d fucked my own sister. I wasn’t a virgin anymore. More to the point, I’d hit the major leagues. I wasn’t just a warm up pitcher anymore.

YEAH!

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. (INSERT CLEVER LATIN PHRASE HERE)

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 02 – July

October 17, 2008

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 02 – July
By
Alex Hawk

Jacob and I didn’t wind up hooking up again right away. He dropped hints about it a few times, and once flat-out asked, but I made excuses. I didn’t have any real regrets about having fooled around with my little brother, but I had came very close to losing my virginity to him, and I decided I didn’t want that to happen.

But I had learned a lot from my experiences with my little brother, and I was determined to apply those lessons as soon as I could. I knew my first step would be to find a boy to get laid by, then find a way to get him to lay me.

During the first week of July, almost a month after Summer Vacation had started, I finally found The Boy. The one who would be taking my virginity.

I met him at a 4th of July party in the city. Our family had gone out there to the main city park to see the fireworks. We got there good and early, bought a picnic lunch and settled in. After an hour or so, I got bored and began to wander around, checking out the various boys who were here.

I hadn’t seen him initially when I was looking around for a boy. In fact, I didn’t see him until I went to a refreshment booth to get a Coke. The boy was standing next to me. He was very, very cute. He was a little older than me, and was basically a Goth. His hair was dyed black, and hung down over his eyes. His skin was pale. He was very thin. He looked awfully like the lead singer of a band called “Tokio Hotel” that one of my friends was obsessed with. I knew right away I wanted him.

He saw me looking at him, and smiled a little. “Hi.”

“Hi.” I paid for my Coke and followed him away from the booth. “I’m Madison.”

He looked at me. “Hi, Madison.”

I smiled again. “What’s your name?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Why do you want to know?”

Feeling bold, I said, “Cause if I’m going to ask you out, I need to know your name.”

The boy looked at me and then laughed. “Well, you don’t waste time, do you?”

I simply smiled in reply.

“Well, you can call me Lucien.”

“Nice to meet you,” I said, shaking his hand.

Lucien kissed my hand after shaking it. “And likewise.”

We started walking as we talked. I found out he was fifteen. He found out I was thirteen, and didn’t find out that I lied. Under the Gothness, he seemed to be pretty sweet, as well as smart and kind of funny. I knew he was going to be the one. Now I just had to figure out how to make it happen. I figured saying, “Nice shoes, wanna fuck?” probably wouldn’t be the best way.

Eventually we ended up far enough away from my family that they wouldn’t interfere, but close enough that they could see I was ok and hadn’t been kidnapped or anything. Soon enough the fireworks started, and we sat down on the grass against a tree to watch them.

“This is real nice,” I said, moving closer to Lucien.

“Not as nice as you,” he said with a smile.

I giggled. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” He leaned in close and then I was suddenly having my first kiss with a boy. It was a wonderful experience. The fireworks going off in my brain were even more impressive than those in the sky, especially when Lucien worked his tongue into my mouth.

“You’re a good kisser,” I said after a few moments.

“You, too,” he said, and went back to kissing me.

I grinned to myself, happy that I was being complimented on something I’d never done before. It made me wonder if I’d be as gifted with the skills I learned with Jacob.

Lucien and I made out for most of the time the fireworks were going. When they ended, my parents went looking for me. Lucien and I traded email and IM screen names, then went out separate ways. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I’d see more of him.

A lot more, if I had my way.

* * *
As it turned out, it was only a few days before I was able to see Lucien again. We spent the intervening time chatting with each other through IMs and getting to know each other (including me getting to know his real name; Joel). I learned that he had an older brother who was seventeen, his mother was a Realtor ™ and his father was a computer programmer.

I also learned that he thought he could write poems. He couldn’t. But he tried, and that was cute. He was cute. I was starting to really like him.

Six days after we met, Lucien and I were finally able to hook up in real life. We decided to go see the new “Pirates of the Caribbean” movie together. I met him at the theatre with a kiss. He paid for the tickets and the popcorn, which was sweet.

The movie was largely forgettable, but that was ok. I spent most of my time sitting in the back of the theatre making out with Lucien. Most of it was just kissing, but I also at one point managed to work my hands up inside his shirt, and he did the same with mine. I had the feeling he was surprised at how largely flat my chest still was, but he didn’t say anything. I was quite pleased by the smooth skin of his chest.

“You are so fuckin’ hot, Madison,” he whispered at one point, caressing one of my nipples under the thin fabric of my t-shirt (I wasn’t wearing a bra).

“You, too.”

“You wanna come back to my place after this?” he asked as the movie began to wind down.

I hesitated only for a moment before saying, “Oh, yes.”

“Cool.”

We adjusted our clothing back to normal as the credits began to roll, then lost no time getting out the theatre and heading to the bus stop. We made out with each other while waiting for the bus, and a little bit while riding on it, though there was a weird looking guy who kept looking at us as we kissed, and that was a little strange.

When we got to Lucien’s house, I got to meet his older brother, Kyle. He was, like I said, seventeen, and basically a somewhat more buffed out, and less Goth, version of Lucien. Not bad looking at all! Maybe someday, I thought to myself, as I followed Lucien up to his bedroom.

Lucien’s bedroom was pretty much what I expected. Lots of posters for various Goth-type bands, some dirty laundry piled in the corner, a lot of CDs and video games. Pretty much a slobbier version of my brother’s room.

“Nice,” I lied slightly.

“Thanks. I cleaned it up just in case you wanted to come over.”

“Really?” I asked, trying not to look at the dirty laundry.

Smiling a little, Lucien put on a little music and said, “Wanna come lay down with me?” he asked, going to his bed.

“Sure.” I kicked off my shoes, feeling more than a little nervous as I joined Lucien on his bed. Was I going to lose my virginity this quickly? Was I the sort of girl who would give it up on the first date?

Yeah, probably.

As soon as I was laying next to Lucien he started kissing me. I put my arms around his thin body and kissed him back, reaching down to let one of my hands rest on his butt. He copied me, moving his hand down to my ass as we kept kissing.

Lucien then began tugging at the bottom of my shirt. I sat up a little so that he could pull it off me, leaving me topless in front of a boy for only the second time in my life. He looked at me and smiled.

“Nice,” he said, reaching out to run a finger around one of my nipples.

“You don’t think I’m a little… you know… flat?”

He shrugged and began pulling off his own shirt. “Maybe a little. But you’re only thirteen. You’ll get bigger.”

Yes, I thought, especially once I turn thirteen.

Both of us now topless we began kissing again. I couldn’t help but compare all this to the fooling around I’d done with my brother. Physically this wasn’t feeling as good as it had when Jacob and I had both been naked and he was dry-fucking me, but it was still pretty damn good Plus Lucien’s body was substantially better developed than Jacob’s.

As we continued to kiss, Lucien moved his hand down to my pants and began to unbutton and unzip them. Once that was done he reached inside them and my panties and now, for the first time, a boy who wasn’t my brother was rubbing at my vagina, and doing a much better job than Jacob had.

“Do you shave?” Lucien asked between kisses as his fingers continued to probe around my vagina.

“Shave?”

“Yeah, shave your pubes.”

“Oh… no, I just don’t have a lot. I never heard of anyone shaving them.”

“Oh, really?” Lucien smiled. He rolled onto his back and reached down to his jeans. He opened them up and kicked them to the floor, then pulled his boxers off. Now nude, he took hold of his penis and held it up, giving me a great view of pubes just as bare as my brother’s were (and an erection a lot bigger than his. Probably about five-and-a-half inches, I thought, experiencing a slight bit of panic on the idea of if it was even going to fit into me).

“Wow,” I said, taking hold of his penis and looking down at the bare skin where his hair should be. “You shave it all off, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“Looks cool.”

“Thanks.” Lucien smiled at me. “Do I get to see you now?”

“Sure.” Butterflies filled my stomach as I wiggled out of my jeans and panties, leaving me nude before Lucien. It was much different from being naked with my brother, I realized. I hadn’t really planned to fuck Jacob. I was planning to with Lucien.

“You look real pretty naked,” Lucien said, smiling at me.

“Thanks. You look good, too.”

He chuckled. “Thanks.”

We went back to kissing, but this time it was on a whole new level, especially as he began to finger me while I kept stroking his penis. Then Lucien began kissing a path down my body and moving himself around. I had a notion of what was about to happen because of my fooling around with Jacob, but that didn’t prepare me for the kinds of skills a fifteen-year-old boy might have as opposed to those possessed by an eleven-year-old. The moment Lucien began to work his tongue around, and inside, my vagina, I learned what the difference between the two really was.

I felt a couple shudders of pleasure go through my body, and closed my eyes, losing myself in the bliss of what my new boyfriend was doing between my legs. Yeah, I thought, virginity could go fuck itself.

There was suddenly a knock at the door. I panicked for a moment as Lucien lifted his face up from between my legs and said, “Is that you, Kyle?”

“Yeah. I wanted to borrow one of your CD’s.”

“Come on in.”

Lucien lowered his head back down between my legs and went back to work on my vagina as Kyle walked into the room. He looked at me and winked. My eyes followed Kyle as he walked over to a stack of CD’s, thumbed through them and picked one, sexual pleasure going through me the entire time.

“This one’s pretty cute,” Kyle said, as he began to walk towards the door. “Have fun!” Lucien said something, but it was muffled by his face being between my legs.

As soon as Kyle was out of the room, I said, “Lucien?”

He began kissing back up my body, ending at my face. He was now laying on top of me and I could feel his penis brushing against my vagina.

“Yes?”

“What was that?”

“What, Kyle?”

“Yeah.”

He shrugged. “It’s not like he hasn’t seen me with a girl before. Hell, I lost my virginity last year to a girl he was dating. We took turns with her later. It’s not a big deal.”

“Oh, ok.” That also answered a question I’d never been brave enough to ask him. I’d always guessed Lucien wasn’t a virgin, but I never knew for sure until right then. I was glad he wasn’t. Hopefully it meant he knew what he was dong.

As we kept kissing, Lucien asked, “You on the Pill or anything?”

“Uhm… no.”

“Ok.” He propped himself up and reached over to his nightstand. Opening the door, he pulled out a small foil packet. A condom, I realized. Oh, god, this was it! I was going to lose my virginity!

As he sat up and opened the packet I said, “Wait a second.”

Lucien paused, the unwrapped condom in his hand. “Yeah?”

“I’m uh… I’m still… I’m a virgin.”

“Oh!” he said, looking surprised. “Well… do you want to stay that way? It’s up to you.”

Swallowing a little, I shook my head. “No, I want to do it with you. But… go slowly, ok?”

“Ok.” Lucien smiled as he unrolled the condom onto his penis. “I’ve never fucked a virgin before.”

“I’ve never been fucked before,” I said with a nervous grin.

“Heh.” With his penis now fully covered by the condom, Lucien leaned down and kissed me again. “I’ll make it good for you.”

“Ok.”

Lucien took one last look at me as a virgin, and then said, “You know… you’re a virgin… you’re still kind of flat… you got almost no pubes… how old are you, really?”

“Twelve,” I admitted, feeling that I couldn’t lie to the boy who was about to fuck me for the first time.

Lucien nodded. “I kind of thought so.” He began rubbing his condom-covered penis up and down against my vagina. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yeah…”

“Ok.” A thought seemed to strike him. “Hey. Have you started your periods yet?”

“No.”

“Cool. I’m gonna go bare, then.” Lucien unrolled the condom from his penis and tossed it aside. “Just make sure you let me know when you start having them, ok? I don’t want to get you pregnant.”

“Ok.” I hadn’t considered the possibility of having a baby. Well, I could worry about that later.

Lowering himself back down on top of me, Lucien propped himself up with one hand and used the other to keep rubbing his now bare penis against my vagina. I felt him press the tip into me a couple times, making me feel nervous and aroused at the same time.

Lucien kissed me. “You ready?” he whispered.

I took a deep breath. “Yeah.”

“Ok.”

Lucien moved his hips slowly down and forward and I let out a little gasp as I felt his fifteen-year-old penis begin to slide down into my virgin twelve-year-old vagina. It hurt just a little. I felt like I was being stretched slowly open. Mostly, though, it just felt strange.

After a few seconds Lucien stopped moving forward and I felt completely filled. Kissing me, he whispered, “I’m all the way in you now.”

“Oh, god…”

“You doing ok?”

“Yeah…”

“Good.”

Lucien kissed me some more and began to move on top of me, his penis sliding slowly back and forth inside my vagina. I held him tight and whimpered a little as he fucked me for the first time. I was really happy I hadn’t given up my virginity to Jacob. I was sure it would’ve been fun, but probably not as nice as this.

As Lucien fucked me, my eyes moved over to the mirror on the closet door that was next to the bed. I could see his smooth, naked body moving on top of mine, and a look of pure happiness and pleasure on my face.

A couple moments later, Lucien said, “I’m getting pretty close…”

“Close?”

“To… cumming… oh… god…” Lucien moaned, and then closed his eyes, pushing his penis deep inside me. I felt it begin to pulse within my vagina and quickly realized that he was having an orgasm, shooting his sperm up into me.

As Lucien climaxed inside me, I felt my own pleasure reach a crescendo. “ The combination of his penis shooting into me, the look on his face, and the pure excitement of getting laid for the first time pushed me over the edge, my vagina contracting sharply as I had my first ever orgasm with a boy.

Once we were both done cumming, Lucien rolled off me, his penis withdrawing from my body. He kissed me.

“How was it?”

I grinned weakly. “It was… wow…”

He laughed. “Glad you liked it.”

“I did.” I sat up a little, feeling slightly sore between my legs. “What’s going to happen to your… you know… stuff?”

“My sperm?”

I nodded.

Lucien shrugged. “Since you can’t get pregnant yet your body will just absorb it.”

“Cool.” I laid back down next to him, putting my arms around his nude body.

“Had you done anything before today?”

“A little,” I admitted. “I kind of… uhm… fooled around with my little brother a few weeks ago.”

Lucien raised an eyebrow and laughed. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“What did you do with him?”

“I let him finger me and go down on me, and I played with him a little. Oh, and then we got naked and dry-fucked for a bit until he came.”

“That’s cool.”

I looked at him. “It doesn’t bug you that I fooled around with my own brother?”

Lucien shrugged. “Not really. Incest is pretty fuckin’ cool. I give Kyle blowjobs every once in a while. I even let him fuck me a few times.”

“Oh.” I’d known Lucien identified as bisexual, but it was surprising being reminded of it in such a way.

“Besides, your brother didn’t get to fuck you, and I did.”

I laughed a little. “Yeah, well, he almost got to, but he came before I could see if he wanted to.”

“Good. Lucky me, then.”

“Oh, yes.” I kissed him. “Lucky me, too.”

“You ever going to do it with you bro again?”

I shrugged. “I haven’t really thought about it. Maybe.”

Lucien grinned and kissed me. In mock indignation, he said, “Oh, I see. So you’ll think about having sex with someone else, eh? Am I just some random penis to you?!”

I kissed him back. “Well… I did want to find some boy to lose my virginity to. So I picked you. I hope you don’t mind.”

He laughed. “I think I can cope. So… you don’t want a relationship, then? Like to be boyfriend/girlfriend?”

I shrugged a little. “Well… I want to keep having sex with you. But if I want to do it with other boys, I want that to be ok, too.”

“So do you care if I sleep with other girls?”

I thought about it. “No, not really.”

“Ok.”

“How many girls have you slept with, anyhow?”

“Including you, four. I lost my virginity just before I turned fourteen to Kyle’s girlfriend, and since then… yeah.”

“Ok.” I nodded. “That means I’ll have to work hard to catch up.”

Lucien looked at me and laughed. “You know, Madison, I like you more and more.” He tweaked one of my nipples.

I giggled. “Yeah, I like you, too.”

“Thanks for picking me to be the one you lost it to,” he said, kissing me.

“You’re welcome,” I replied. We kissed some more and I placed one my hands on his bare chest, letting it drift down his nude body until I reached his hard penis. I began stroking it slowly as we kissed. I couldn’t believe I’d actually had it inside me, and I couldn’t wait to get it in me again!

Lucien reached down and began rubbing at my vagina. He said, “You good to go again, or you a little sore?”

“Oh, I think I’m good to go again,” I said with a giggle.

Smiling, he said, “Ok. You wanna try being on top this time?”

“Uh… how does that work?”

“I lay on my back, you get on top and ride on me.”

“Sounds interesting. Ok.”

Lucien rolled onto his back. I straddled his waist and took his penis in my hand. I rubbed it against my vagina a little and then slowly settled down, feeling him sliding up into me again. I thought he might be deeper inside than when he was on top, but I wasn’t sure. All I really cared about is how good it felt.

“Ah… that’s nice,” Lucien said, reaching up to caress my nipples as I slowly moved up and down.

“Yeah…” I began moving up and down on Lucien’s penis, really enjoying what I was doing.

There was a knock on the door again. Lucien rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah?”

“I want another disc,” came Kyle’s voice.

Lucien grinned at me. “I think my brother just likes seeing me get laid.”

“I guess,” I said, smiling back. Then I called out, “Come on in!”

Kyle walked in, grinning ear-to-ear. “Well, you two didn’t waste any time.”

“Yeah,” Lucien said. “Jealous?”

Kyle walked over in front of me and looked at us critically as I kept riding his brother. “Well, she’s kind of flat, but very cute.”

“I’m flat cause I’m twelve,” I pointed out.

Kyle raised an eyebrow. “Nice.”

“One other thing about that is real good,” Lucien said.

“Yeah?”

“Lift up a little,” he told me. I did, so that about half his penis was outside me. “No periods yet, so I can bareback.”

“Oh, that IS hot!” Kyle said with a smile.

“Plus he got my virginity,” I said, settling back down onto Lucien, thinking how surreal it was to have a boy’s penis inside my vagina while I was talking with his older brother.

“Very good. Yeah, I am jealous, now,” Kyle admitted. “A pretty young girl you got to deflower and get to bareback. Yeah… I’m jealous.” He grinned a little and reached out with a hand, brushing his fingers along one of my nipples. I shivered a little at the contact.

“Good,” Lucien said. “Now go away so we can finish.”

Kyle laughed. “Ok, little brother.” He leaned down and to my surprise, shock and more than a little arousal, kissed Lucien full on the mouth. I’d never seen boys kiss before! It was very hot. The two brothers kissed for several seconds, Lucien even moving his hand onto the back of Kyle’s head, then finally Kyle stood up. He grinned at me, brushed his fingers across one of my nipples again, and headed out of the room.

Once Kyle left, Lucien said, “Sorry about that.”

“It’s ok. I don’t mind.” I smiled at him. “Besides, it was hot watching you two kiss.”

Lucien grinned back. “Cool.”

As I continued to ride on Lucien’s penis, he moved one of his hands down to my clitoris and began rubbing at it. That felt pretty sensational! Plus I was really enjoying the look on Lucien’s face as we fucked.

“I’m probably gonna cum pretty soon…” he whispered.

“Ok…”

“Are you close at all?”

“Not yet,” I said, shaking my head.

“Let’s turn over, then. I always cum too fast if the girl is on top.”

“Ok.”

Lucien put his arms around my waist and held me tight as we rolled over. Once I was on my back, he steadied himself, leaned down and kissed me, and then began moving his penis back and forth inside my vagina.

I moaned and wrapped my arms and legs around Lucien’s nude body as he fucked me. It felt so good having him inside me like this! If I’d had any doubts at all on the idea of losing my virginity, they were long gone. I wanted to do this all day, every day!

Lucien hit a good, steady rhythm, and was getting me ever closer to my second orgasm with a boy. The pleasure began between my legs and spread out all over my body as, with a suddenness that surprised me, my orgasm hit. I moaned loudly and held tight onto Lucien’s nude, thrusting body as my vagina contracted sharply around his hard penis. I was so enveloped by my own orgasm that I was almost unaware of Lucien shooting his sperm into me for a second time.

After we were done fucking for the second time, we laid there in Lucien’s bed, just talking and holding each other for a while. His brother managed to wander in again (big shock), made a few appreciable comments about my body and wandered out. After that we decided to go take a shower, where I had sex with a boy for the third time.

As I rode the bus home after that third time, I thought back on everything I’d done. I had no regrets at all. I’d gotten pretty completely laid today (and planned to do so tomorrow and most of the rest of the week), and I’d enjoyed every minute of it. Even when Kyle had kept walking in on us, it had been cool.

I squirmed a little as I rode on the bus, thinking about the three blasts of sperm Lucien had shot into my vagina. I really hoped he was right, and that I couldn’t get pregnant before I had my first period. Might be worth looking into.

Still, I was happy and content and looking forward to a great summer of sex!

END OF PART TWO

Copyright 2007, by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Holiday Cabin – Part Two

September 20, 2018

Holiday Cabin – Onanism With A Partner
By
Unknown

The events of last night for both siblings (completely unaware of the other’s activities and thoughts) didn’t intrude much during the day. They went to the beach again – rubbing more lotion on each other and getting a secret thrill each – then swam about. Their parents joined them later, Gareth briefly getting a hard-on as he watched his mother’s big boobs jiggled about whilst she swam. But mostly it was an innocent day – a big lunch at a fast-food joint in the nearby seaside town, a trip to the beach again in the afternoon, dinner at Jack and Jessica’s cabin then the evening at a funfair down the road. At nine o’clock, feeling tired (or at least claiming to be), Wanda and Gareth said goodnight to their parents and wandered off to their cabin.

“Was it okay last night, sleeping with me?” Wanda asked her brother. They were dressed for bed and sitting on the sofa munching chips and watching TV. Wanda wore a white T-shirt, this one a little smaller than the one last night, the hem only reaching her waist and showing off her cotton panties, which were pink and had a smiling teddy bear on the crotch. Gareth wore the same pair of black shorts and a baggy Nirvana T-shirt he’d had handed down to him from an older cousin.

“How do you mean?” Gareth asked his sister.

“I dunno,” shrugged Wanda, sipping her milk,

“I didn’t…you know, snore or anything did I? I didn’t steal the covers or move about?” What she really meant of course was ‘you didn’t hear me frigging myself next to you did you, or detect me pulling down your shorts to look at your willy?’

“No, it was fine,” shrugged Gareth,

“You didn’t snore. You didn’t nudge me under the covers or nuthin’.” Of course, his sister hand nudged him with her leg briefly, but that had actually excited Gareth. Any physical contact did. He was having difficulty that evening keeping his eyes from Wanda’s panties that were on display thanks to her T-shirt not being as long as the one she wore last night.

“Nice T-shirt by the way,” he commented, hoping it would encourage Wanda to wear it again. He had a semi-boner at the moment, despite masturbating in the shower a little while ago.

“Thanks,” Wanda smiled, even though it was just a plain white T-shirt she’d had for ages. She decided that she’d wear it again tomorrow! It was no coincidence she was wearing it now. She knew it’d show off her panties. She’d noticed Gareth glancing down at her panties a couple of times that evening and she liked to think it was more than just the natural urge of any twelve year old boy to look at any girl’s underwear. She liked the idea that Gareth had a crush on her. She wanted to fall asleep that night imagining Gareth confessing his love for her, shy but confident, Wanda responding wordlessly by just kissing him and stroking his…

“Want to watch anything else?” Gareth asked, dragging his sister out of her thoughts.

“Huh? Er…not really. I’m tired. Fancy going to bed?”

“Okay.” They turned everything off and, after taking turns brushing their teeth, were both sitting up in bed. Wanda bought a magazine with her to bed this time and Gareth had a book (a science-fiction novel) and both once again thought to themselves how much they seemed to be like a married couple, sitting up in bed, reading next to each other in silence, comfortable in each other’s presence. Gareth wondered if that’s what their parents were doing next door, sitting up in bed reading (which wasn’t the case – next door, Jack was roughly cunt-fucking Jessica hard, his wife urging him on with obscenities, Jack finishing off by whipping his cock out of his wife’s twat and masturbating his hot semen all over her beautiful face, knowing how much she loved a good facial). Things in the kid’s bedroom in this cabin were, naturally, a little more innocent. The siblings read for a little while before Wanda yawned and put her magazine aside. Gareth put his book aside and they agreed to settle down. The lamps were turned off. It was cloudy outside so the moonlight was in short supply, the room pretty much pitch-black. Brother and sister lay in the darkness, the silence interrupted by their breathing, the occasional tired sigh or gentle cough. Neither of them fell asleep as they were both trying to remain awake. Gareth wanted his sister to fall asleep so he could hold his cock (or maybe, if he dared, rub it until he came) whilst laying next to his slumbering sister. Wanda wanted her brother to fall asleep so that she might play with herself, maybe even flicking on a lamp and seeing if she could slip down his shorts and see if he had another hard-on. Ten-minutes later, both were awake and waiting for the other to fall asleep.

“Wanda?” said Gareth, softly.

“Yeah?” replied his sister.

“Are you awake?” There was a pause.

“No, I’m fast asleep so stop talking to me,” whispered Wanda, then burst out giggling, as did her brother.

“Can’t you sleep?” asked Gareth, still sniggering at his silly sister’s humor, although he had to admit it was a dumb question he’d asked.

“Not really,” Wanda replied,

“What about you?”

“Nah, I don’t feel that tired.”

“You wanna read some more? Turn on the lamp. I don’t mind.”

“No, I’m okay.” There was a bit more silence. Gareth’s cock was fully erect. He hadn’t been thinking about sex, but he’d just sprung a hard-on anyway laying there next to his sister in the darkness, once again the warmth of their bodies, particularly from their bare legs, circulating under the duvet and reminding each other of the other’s presence. Wanda felt a real urge to masturbate, desperate to play with her clitty, to rub herself to another orgasm that would surely have been as fantastic as the one she’d had that morning. She was sure it was due to the presence of her brother, being so close to him, having just seen his hard cock, that had made her cum so hard. She shifted her legs a bit, feeling slightly restless despite her tiredness. Gareth’s cock was so hard it ached. He also fidgeted.

“Gareth?” Wanda began after a moment..

“Yeah?” her brother replied. There was a pause.

“What?” asked Gareth.

“I got a question.”

“Fire away sis.”

“Do you…do you think…er…”

“What?”

“Oh it’s nothing,” Wanda said, wondering why she’d been so bold as to even think about asking the question she was about to ask.

“What?” demanded Gareth, wide awake now, his curiosity awakened, and feeling excited because – though he had no idea what his sister was about to ask him – he sensed it was something really serious and personnel.

“Nothing,” Wanda said, feeling another urge to ask the question – not because of the answer she sought but because of the subject it would raise – but once again put off by a part of her mind that says she was going to get laughed at or worse!

“You have to tell me,” Gareth insisted,

“I’m all curious now. If you don’t ask me what you were about to ask, I’ll die of curiosity in my sleep. How will you explain that to mum and dad eh? Me lying here dead in bed, having passed away in my sleep through a fatal attack of unsatisfied curiosity. You’ll be in big trouble. Grounded for months!” Wanda giggled, the tension diffused.

“It’s…” began Wanda,

“er…you promise you won’t laugh. Or freak out.”

“I won’t, I promise.”

“Well,” the girl began, feeling a little braver because of the darkness this conversation was held in,

“Do you think…it’s weird…er, for girls to…play with themselves?” Some silence.

“Gareth?” Wanda asked the darkness towards where her brother lay. Like her he was laying on his back, looking upwards. Their shoulders were just about touching as they lay side-by-side.

“Hmm? Yeah, I’m here,” Gareth replied,

“I just…didn’t expect that question. Why do you ask?”

“That doesn’t matter. Do you think it’s weird though?”

“You mean, do I think it’s weird that girl’s play with themselves? You mean masturbate and stuff?”

“Yeah.”

“No. No, it’s not weird.”

“Oh. Cool. It’s just, I dunno, I heard boys did it but girls didn’t, not normal ones anyway. Probably nonsense.”

“Yeah, everyone does it, boys and girls, at least to my knowledge.”

“Do you do it? Masturbate I mean.” Gareth was about to say ‘no’ instinctively, because no right-minded teenage boy would admit to it. However, his sister had clearly (by implication) admitted to doing it herself. The least he owed her was honesty. Also, like Wanda, Gareth found honesty was much easier in the darkness.

“Sure, I do it,” he admitted,

“Do you?”

“Yeah,” Wanda admitted, happily, feeling so liberated to admit to this. She felt braver.

“Have you er…done it since we came here?” Gareth sniggered.

“What?” asked Wanda, giggling.

“It was your pun there,” her brother explained,

“Since we ‘came’ here.” He sniggered some more.

“Don’t divert the conversation,” Wanda said, petulantly, burning with curiosity about her brother and what he’d admit to. She decided he’d be more open if she was.

“I have,” she said,

“I’ve…you know, masturbated since we arrived her in this cabin.”

“Me too,” confessed Gareth, his cock throbbing even harder in his shorts now.

“How many times?” asked Wanda, trying to sound light and humorous despite the intense arousal she was feeling. Her cunt was tingling and felt wet, her legs instinctively parting a little. Her arms were by her side and she fought the urge to stuff her hands down her panties and frig herself furiously.

“I’ve done it twice,” Gareth confessed.

“When? Come on, tell all.”

“How many times have you done it?”

“Once. Now come on Gareth, tell me when you’ve done it. When you’ve…spanked your monkey!” She giggled.

“Well,” began Gareth,

“I er…did it in the bathroom that first night, when I went for a shower. Then again when I went for a shower yesterday. No, wait, I’ve done it three times actually, I jerked off yesterday morning when I went to take a pee before breakfast.”

“I hope you washed your hands!” giggled Wanda.

“Now what about you, when did you masturbate here?” Gareth asked.

“This morning,” Wanda replied, wondering how much to admit to her brother,

“Early this morning.”

“Where? In the bathroom.”

“In here.”

“The bedroom?”

“In bed.”

“Was I…next to you?” Wanda nodded. Then she remembered they were laying here in the darkness and her brother couldn’t see her nod!

“Yes,” she admitted. You were asleep.”

“I’d imagine so,” giggled Gareth,

“If I were awake with my little sister jerking off next to me, it might stick in my memory.” Wanda giggled too. There was a pause, Wanda feeling so pleased that she was talking about this with her brother. Having discussed such intimate things with his sister, Gareth’s cock was pulsating with stiffness, desperate for manipulation, but he was now a little unsure where this conversation was going. Was Wanda just having a laugh? Were they to fall asleep now? Surely not.

“You still awake?” Gareth asked after a moment.

“Sure,” Wanda replied. She was thinking about anything but falling asleep!

“When er… when is the next scheduled masturbation for you then Wanda? I’m beating you, three-nil.” They both laughed.

“Why? Why do you want to know when I’m going to frig myself?”

“I dunno. Just curious. Er…listen Wanda, this conversation is between you and me right?”

“Yeah sure, sure. Don’t worry. You think I want it broadcast to the world?”

“Just checking. Er…listen, Wanda. Something else. Er…I really need to jack off. My dick’s gonna drop off it’s so hard it’s just…I dunno, all this talk of jerking-off.”

He didn’t mentioned that his cock had been rock-hard pretty much since getting into bed with Wanda.

“You don’t need to ask my permission,” laughed Wanda,

“Beat yourself off! Knock yourself out. Go for it. Just try not to get too much stuff on the duvet!”

“Yeah but…here? I can’t do it here.”

“Why not? I did it next to you this morning. I really need to do it too, I need to jerk off. Seriously! I don’t know what the girlie equivilent of a hard-on is, but I’ve got one! I feel really…horny. Let’s do it together.”

“Hmmm,” pondered Gareth,

“I guess. No wait, that’s…weird.”

“What’s weird,” asked Wanda.

“Jerking off next to you. With you awake and stuff.”

“Hey, you agreed earlier it’s not weird for girls to masturbate. And it’s not weird for boys to masturbate.”

“I guess.”

“So there’s not much weird about…you know, doing it together. Next to each other. You can go the bathroom and do it if you want, but you’ll be all cold standing there in the nude on the tiled floor!”

“Okay,” Gareth said, brimming with excitement,

“Let’s do it in here then.”

“Righto,” Wanda said, also excited.

“We should push the duvet down.”

“Okay.” They both sat up, pushing the duvet far down the bed until it was bunched up at the foot of the mattress.

“You gonna strip?” asked Gareth.

“I’ll take my panties off, yeah. What the heck, and my T-shirt! If you do too.”

“Okay.” The removed their underwear and T-shirts, no need for modesty as it was too dark to make out much of each other but dark, fuzzy shapes in the small amount of moonlight that got through the clouds and the drapes. They lay side-by-side, on their backs. Gareth reached down and felt such relief when he encircled his hard penis with his hands. He began to stroke it.

“Have you started?” he asked Wanda.

“Yeah,” his sister replied, softly. She’d placed the tips of her right forefinger and index-finger to her little clit whilst the respective digits on her left hand were lightly stroking her cunt-lips, which were wetter and warmer than they’d ever been. She began stroking and rubbing herself, breathing softly. She could here the soft ‘thwap thwap’ as Gareth pumped his cock. She wished it was light enough to see, to be able to watch her brother stroking that proud and beautiful hard cock he had. She could turn on the lamp of course, she felt no real shame in herself being on display, but she thought it might be pushing her luck, that her brother might have an attack of nerves. It was nice enough, she thought, just to be jerking off alongside her brother in the darkness whilst he did the same. They masturbated in silence, breathing together, delighting in each other’s presence. Wanda thought she might outlast her brother as she’d heard that teenage boys often shot their load quickly. However, after just a few minutes she felt her climax rising. Her breathing grew heavier and faster. Her fingers were working fast between her crotch and she began to lift her little arse off the bed and grind her cunt into her fingers.

“Oooh, oh, oh,” she gasped,

“Mmmm.”

“Are you cumming?” asked Gareth, pumping his cock in his fist, his own orgasm not far off.

“Yeah,” replied Wanda,

“Oh yeah…it normally takes…longer…oooooh!” It was a powerful climax, Wanda could tell! It burst upon her, her whole groin burning with electric pleasure that ran from her manipulated clit and lips and up into her young body. She jerked her hips, rubbing hard, moaning softly and without inhibition, her thoughts fixed on her brother jerking off next to her.

“I think I’m about to cum too,” Gareth explained, matter-of-factly, breathing harder as he began to reach the apogee of pleasure.

“Yeah…here it is…uuuuuh!” His cock exploded in his fist, his wrist aching as he jerked of hard. His cock spat out a wad of sperm that arced through the air with such force that it splattered onto his chest. Groaning, Gareth whacked off throughout his climax, more sperm pumping out and splashing onto his stomach. He began to slow down, breathing deeply, his remaining sperm oozing out his piss-hole and running down his hands. Eventually he stopped his wrist action and lay there, his cock wilting in his hand.

“You finished?” Wanda asked, casually.

“Yeah,” Gareth replied, then took a deep breath,

“That was nice. It was nice doing it next to you. Did you cum then?”

“Yeah, I came! Really hard too. A good one.” She was still idly stroking her cunt, which felt wet, her fingers now very sticky.

“I’m er…a bit messy. I’m off to get some toilet tissue.” He began to get up.

“Get me some too,” Wanda called in the darkness.

“Why? You don’t…squirt any stuff when you cum. Do you?”

“Not really, but there is…stuff. Juices. Just get me some tissue anyway.”

“Okay.” Gareth left the room and went into the bathroom. He stood naked in front of the mirror, cum splattered over his young torso and dripping from his fingers. Ee couldn’t believe what he’d just done! It had been fantastic, masturbating with his sister. It had been the most erotic experience of his life. Admittedly he hadn’t had any others really, and nothing anywhere near sex apart from a game of you-show-me-yours, I’ll-show-you-mine with a girl of seven when he himself had only been nine. Tonight had been great! Wanda had clearly enjoyed it too, she’d been the one to bring up the subject and who’d insisted that they masturbate together! Gareth grinned at his reflection, narcissistic in the warm after-glow of his orgasm. Then he remembered the reason for being here. He took some tissue and wiped himself down and washed his hands. Then he took some more tissue and turned out the bathroom light before going back to the bedroom. The duvet was still at the foot of the bed when Gareth returned to the darkened bedroom, getting onto the bed and holding out the tissue.

“Here you are,” he said.

“Thanks,” said Wanda, fumbling about and finding the clump of tissue her brother held out. She wiped her crotch and fingers then put the crumpled tissue on the bedside cabinet.

“I might not put my clothes on,” Gareth said,

“I’m hot,” he lied,

“You don’t mind do you?”

“No. Of course not. I’ll sleep nude too.” More excited shivers ran up each child’s spines. Gareth tugged the duvet up over his and Wanda’s nude bodies and they lay back. After a moment Gareth edged up to his sister so their shoulders touched. Fatigue crept up quickly on them and, despite the thoughts running through their minds, they were fast asleep in moments.

The thoughts of last night were running through Gareth’s head when he woke up at seven in the morning. He was laying on his back, nude, his morning-wood erecting a tent under the duvet. Wanda lay beside him, facing away, snoring quietly. Gareth needed a piss so he slid out of the bed and crept out the room. In the bathroom he had to force his erection downwards to pee. That done, he went to the bedroom and got back into bed. For a while he just lay there, staring at the ceiling and stroking his hard cock under the duvet. Wanda shifted a little in her sleep, mumbling something unidentifiable. She shifted back a bit, still on her side facing away from Gareth, and the boy got such a thrill when his sister’s bare bottom pushed against the side of his thigh. He let out a soft sigh, stroking his cock, thinking back to the noises Wanda had made when she’d climaxed next to him whilst they were masturbating together. Thoughts of his mother’s body when she’d been on the beach in her bikini – those big boobs, that fine arse, the long toned legs – intruded on his mind a little but mostly it was Wanda he thought of. Gareth was wondering whether to masturbate to completion when he noticed his sister beginning to stir. He took his hands from his cock instinctively, one of his hands brushing against Wanda’s arse. The girl shifted away, turned onto her back and opened her eyes. She yawned, stretching her legs and flexing her toes.

“Morning Gareth,” she smiled.

“Morning sis,” he replied,

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Dunno. Just thinking back to…last night.”

“Oh yeah. That was kinda cool. You don’t regret it do you?”

“No! No, not at all. I was worried you might have regretted it.”

“I was the one who suggested it, remember,” Wanda grinned.

“It was nice. I liked it. Shall we do it again?”

“Now?” asked Gareth.

“Why not? We won’t have a chance until tonight otherwise. How often do you prefer to jack-off?” Gareth was about to clam up but he had to remind himself of how open he and his sister had been about onanistic activities last night.

“Well, about four or five times a day if possible,” Gareth said.

“Whoa, you horny little rascal,” giggled Wanda.

“How about you?”

“Well…only about once. Or twice. In the morning and then the evening. But I guess girls are different. We take a bit longer to cum, usually anyway. It takes a bit of time. You boys just spring stiffies, beat off, shoot your load then go and grab a pizza or something!”

“Yeah” Gareth grinned.

“You got morning wood under there?” asked Wanda.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. A nice morning boner!” They both giggled. :

“Let’s jerk-off again then,” Wanda said,

“I feel the urge.” Gareth nodded and was about to push the covers down, like they’d done last night, but he remembered that it had been dark last night. The room was fully lit now, the day outside cloudless and bright. He realized he and his sister would see each other completely.

“You wanna push the covers down?” he asked Wanda.

“Sure,” his sister replied,

“If you want to, that is.”

“We’ll see each other nude.”

“Does that bother you?”

“No. Not at all. Just…whatever. Doesn’t matter. Okay, here goes.” Gareth shoved the duvet down, Wanda helping him, both sniggering childishly when the duvet slid off the bottom of the bed. Both glanced briefly at each other’s nudity then lay back, staring up at the ceiling. Gareth gripped his hard cock and began stroking it. Wanda stroked her slit with one hand but was unable to concentrate. She glanced over at Gareth’s cock, sticking up straight in his pumping fist, the boy breathing softly. Gareth glanced at his sister’s groin, then looked away. Then he looked back, watching his sister’s fingers work between her legs. He looked up at Wanda’s face and they made eye-contact.

“What?” he queried, noticing his sister’s intense gaze at him, noting how pretty and adorable her charming face was.

“Nothin'” shrugged Wanda,

“Just…lookin’. You don’t me looking at your willie do you?”

“So long as I can look at yours.”

“I don’t have a willie,” giggled Wanda.

“I’m glad to hear! You know what I mean. You don’t mind me looking at your…cunt.”

“Go for it,” grinned Wanda,

“What do you think about when jerking off?”

“The usual,” Gareth replied, him and his sister playing with themselves whilst looking into each other’s eyes,

“Naked women. And girls. Pussies. Boobs. What about you?”

“Big cocks,” Wanda laughed,

“Seriously! Nice hard tools, randy young boys…and men, I mean…doing ‘it’ to women and girls. I was thinking,” she continued,

“if you think about naked girls and pussies and that, why bother just imagining them when you’ve got a naked girl with a cunt in front of you? Namely me? You can look at me whilst beating off, and I can look at your dick whilst playing with myself. Does that sound okay?”

“It sounds fine sis. I can’t get a good look here, shall we kneel up or something?”

“Okay.” They both sat up and adjusted their positions, so that they knelt in the center of the bed, facing each other, knees touching. They made eye-contact and grinned before Wanda looked down, admiring her brother’s young, slim body and more specifically his hairless groin, his hard tool which he was pumping slowly in his fist. Deciding that if his sister was going to eye him up without any shame, Gareth appraised his sister. Even though she didn’t have any tits, he still felt fascinated by her chest, her little stiff nipples mainly. Then he looked down, past her flat belly to her cunt. Wanda’s thighs were parted and she had her right hand over her slit and working two fingers into it, whilst her left hand rubbed her clit.

“I can’t see properly,” complained Brett,

“Your hands are in the way of your cunt.”

“That better?” asked Wanda, taking her hands away, revealing her bald slit in all it’s glory.

“How do you…do it?” asked Gareth, slowing down his fist as he gazed down at his sister’s groin,

“Do you just finger it?”

“Not quite,” Wanda explained,

“I rub the lips mainly, these things.” She pointed with a finger to her bald lips which were pink and glistening with moistness.

“Then there’s this thing, the clitoris, or clit,” she added, pointing to the budding little bean above her lips.

“Oh yeah, I’ve heard of that,” nodded Gareth,

“It’s like, an erogenous zone or something.”

“Yeah, it feels nice rubbing it. I rub it with one hands and run my fingers over the lips. I push a finger or two in, but that’s not the main activity. How do you do yours? Do you just grip it and rub up and down?”

“Pretty much,” Gareth confirmed, taking his hands from his erection, his sister looking down at it, examining the proud five-inch tool that pointed heavenward,

“It shoots stuff when the blood pumps fast enough. Thinking of naked girls makes enough blood pump around the willie so it gets hard, then friction – with your fist or er, putting it in a girl’s thingie – makes the cum eventually rise up. And it shoots out the hole here, in the glans, the same hole I pee out of.” Wanda nodded, fascinated.

“We touched on that in sex-ed,” she explained,

“But we had just diagrams! No practical demonstration. I want to er…see you cum this time. Does it all spurt out, the cum?”

“Yeah.”

“How far? Does it shoot out, like…across the room or summat?”

“No,” laughed Gareth,

“Not quite. It can shoot out a foot or two sometimes, up to my chest if I’m laying back. Other times it just oozes out. So, you wanna see it?”

“Sure! Whack off to completion, it’d be cool to watch.”

“As long as I can watch you cum.”

“It’s not that spectacular, nothing spurts out like with you boys. But you can watch anyway. Let’s do it together, facing each other.”

“Okay, sounds good.” Gareth gripped his erection in his fist and began stroking, looking down at Wanda’s crotch as she bought her two hands into play, stroking her slit and rubbing her budding clitoris. Wanda meanwhile gazed at her brother’s cock as he pumped it, the siblings occasionally making eye-contact and smirking at each other before looking back to each other’s groins.

“Are you near to climax?” Gareth asked after a couple of minutes.

“Not really,” Wanda replied, her fingers working quicker,

“Not yet. I don’t always cum when I masturbate, us girls are different like I said. Sometimes I just play with myself for a while and though I don’t climax I’m still quite satisfied.”

“I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t jerk-off without cumming, not without feeling frustrated.” They carried on jerking themselves off in front of each other for a while, Gareth finally realizing that if he shot his load in this position he’d spurt over his sister! Kneeling opposite, Wanda’s crotch and belly were about two-feet from him and he was aware that he was probably more than capable of hitting her! The idea of splashing his semen on his sister turned him on a great deal but he thought Wanda might freak out. His climax was beginning to approach, the semen in his little nuts beginning to rise.

“Wanda?” he said, jerking off quicker,

“I’m about to…you know… shoot.”

“Oh. Right. And?”

“What do you mean ‘and?’ I’ll end up squirting over you!” Wanda sniggered. This didn’t bother her unduly.

“Here, I’ll lay down,” Gareth said, laying on his back as he did last night. He pumped his cock with his fist, Wanda remaining kneeling up next to her brother as she frigged her cunt, looking down at her brother jerking-off.

“I can’t wait to watch you shoot your load,” she giggled,

“It’ll be cool! I’ve never seen a guy shoot his load.”

“I’m glad to hear it at your age!” laughed Gareth. His orgasm was rising quickly now and he closed his eyes, pumping his fist. Wanda was buzzing with pleasure she slid two fingers up to the second knuckle in her cunt whilst rubbing her clit, eager to see her brother fire his sperm. She didn’t have to wait long. Gareth let out a long gasp as he jerked his cock hard, a sticky wad of semen firing out his cock-head and splattering across his torso. He grunted as he fisted his prick, firing a second spurt, then a third and a fourth.

“Whoa, shit,” the boy gasped,

“It’s…quite a lot!” He continued beating his prick, as a couple more squirts of sperm arced up into the air and landed on his belly. Wanda just looked in awe, fingering her cunt slowly but giving most of her attention to her brother’s cock as it fired out his lovely fresh cum. It was white and creamy looking, landing over his youthful skin. The flow ended finally, Gareth himself in awe at the amount of semen he’d shot out.

“Wow, there was a lot,” Wanda said.

“Yeah! It’s not normally that much! Like I said last night it’s…er, a bit messy.”

“I’m not quite as messy.”

“You haven’t cum though have you?”

“No, but I’m not that fussed. I don’t climax every time. I liked watching you cum though, that was great. Can I er…watch again sometime?”

“Sure. Tonight?”

“Absolutely, we can do it before bed.”

“I want to watch you cum though, you’ll have to masturbate to climax so I can watch you.”

“I’m a bit sticky anyway,” Wanda commented, taking her hands from her crotch and examining them. The digits were slightly slick with juices, but there was no doubt that Gareth was messier, sperm on his sticky fingers and lots of slashes and dots of cum over his belly and chest.

“I’ll get some tissue,” said Gareth.

“No, I’ll get it,” Wanda said, hopping off the bed,

“You got it last night.” The nude girl scampered out the room, buzzing with excitement at what she’d just seen. It had been so exciting seeing Gareth firing his load and seeing him nude. She went into the bathroom and washed her hands. She dried them on a towel and grabbed a load of tissue before returning to the bedroom.

“Cheers,” said Gareth, taking the offered tissue and wiping all the cum off his torso, Wanda kneeling next to him and blatantly watching her brother with delight. All cleaned up, Gareth put the tissue onto his bedside cabinet. Wanda turned and noticed that the tissue she’d used to wipe her cunt and fingers last night was still on her cabinet.

“We’d better throw these tissues away,” she sniggered,

“Mum and dad might come in here sometime and wonder why we’ve got sticky tissues by the bed!”

“Yeah,” Gareth laughed,

“Although if they came in now they might be more concerned as to why we’re here nude together, all sweaty!” After grabbing the duvet from the floor and pulling it back over the bed, Wanda lay down next to her brother, shifting up so their shoulders touched. They lay together, a little tired from their activities. Gareth half-dozed for a while and Wanda just lay with her eyes closed, re-running the sight of her brother’s orgasm through her mind. She felt horny again and reached between her legs, idly stroking her cunt under the duvet. At seven-thirty there was a knock at the front door of the cabin.

“Shit, it’s mum and dad,” Gareth said, sitting up.

“Oh,” Wanda commented, not sure what the fuss was before remembering her and her brother were naked! She leapt up out of bed and joined her brother in dressing. Wanda soon had on her panties and T-shirt whilst Gareth pulled on his shorts and T-shirt.

“I’ll get rid of these,” Gareth said, grabbing the crumpled tissue by his bed and then leaning over to grab the one on Wanda’s bedside cabinet.

“I’ll get the door,” Wanda said, there being another couple of knocks. Gareth went to the bathroom and flushed the tissues away whilst Wanda padded through the living area to the door. She opened it.

“Hiya sweetheart,” Jack said, the father standing in jeans and a black shirt,

“Didn’t wake you did I?”

“Not really,” Wanda smiled,

“Come on in, into my little home,” she giggled. She stood aside and Jack strolled in. Wanda shut the door and noted her father glancing down at her quizzically, probably wondering why she was so scantily clad, her T-shirt tight round her slim torso, her panties on display with the material running up her bum-crack a little owing to them having been hauled on in a hurry. Though she loved her brother and harbored a major crush on him, Wanda also liked her father. He was six-foot-one and had such a handsome, sculpted face with the same huge dark eyes as Gareth.

“Sleep okay?” asked Jack.

“Yeah fine, the bed’s nice and comfy.”

“Gareth doesn’t keep you awake does he, pinching the duvet?”

“No, no, not at all.”

“Good, because I do that, your mum is always complaining when I drag the duvet over to my side and uncovering her!” Wanda giggled, liking the comparison between her parents sleeping together and her and Gareth doing so.

“Hi dad,” Gareth said, strolling out of the bathroom,

“Where’s mum?”

“Making breakfast. I thought you kids might like to join us.”

“Okay,” Gareth said,

“I’ll chuck some jeans on.”

“Me too. We’ll be over there in a sec dad,” Wanda said. She and her brother went to the bedroom whilst Jack left the cabin and went back to his own. Jack strolled through the front door to his cabin. It was like the children’s, in that the door opened into a big living area, with a sofa, TV and fireplace in the main area with a fitted kitchen, breakfast-table and chairs in the corner. The far wall held a door leading into the bathroom and another door leading to the bedroom.

“Are they okay over there?” asked Jessica, standing in her dressing gown as she fried up some eggs.

“Fine honey,” Jack replied, walking over to his wife and placing his hands on her shoulders,

“They’re fine! Never seen them so happy.” He nuzzled the back of his wife’s neck.

“Good,” Jessica smiled, feeling horny.

Dressed is in jeans and T-shirts, Wanda and Gareth came over to their parents cabin ten-minutes later. Jessica hugged Gareth and gave him a welcoming kiss, a display of affection that surprised – but did not alarm – the boy. Then they sat down and had a big breakfast. Soon, the kids popped over to get changed into their swimming costumes and they joined their parents in trekking off down to the beach.

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