Friends with Benefits

October 19, 2008

Friends with Benefits
By
Alex Hawk

Summer vacation was in full swing, and Lysa and I were at my house alone, sitting in my bedroom. We’d just started watching a movie when she asked me the question.

“Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“What do you know about sex?”

I was caught off guard here. We were both barely thirteen. Her birthday had been last week and mine only three weeks ago. We had known each other for about six years now. Neither of us had any brothers or sisters, but we’d been best friends and basically “siblings” for a while. We’d never even remotely discussed sex before. I responded in the only sensible way possible. “Uh, what?”

“Sex,” she repeated. “What do you know about sex?”

“What kind of question is THAT?”

“It’s a pretty simple question.”

“Well, ok,” I said, gathering my thoughts. “What SPECIFICALLY do you mean in asking what I know about sex? I mean, I know how it’s done and stuff.”

“Yeah, well, everyone knows that.”

“Yeah… well, so… what are you wanting me to tell you?”

“Are you still a virgin?” Lysa asked.

“Yes, are you?” I retorted.

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Why do you think sex is such a big deal?”

I thought about that. “Well… I don’t know. I guess cause it feels good or something. I don’t know.”

“I’ve heard it feels good, too. When I masturbate I know that feels good, and sex is supposed to be kinda like that.”

I nodded for a moment and then paused. “Wait, what?”

“When I masturbate,” she repeated.

“Lysa,” I said after a moment. “You’re my friend, right, and I really love you. So you’ll understand when I say why the HELL are you talking about this stuff with me?”

She shrugged. “Who else am I going to talk with, Kris? You’re my best friend.”

“Well, yeah…”

After a moment of quiet she said, “So why do you think it’s such a big deal? I mean if it feels good, great, but what makes it so special that everyone goes all nuts about it?”

“Well… I don’t know. You can make babies through sex, of course. Maybe that’s part of it.”

“Yeah, but most times people don’t have a baby, they just have sex. It’s probably pretty good cause everyone always says it is, but it can’t be all that great. So why do people get so worked up?”

I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know, Lysa. I’m still a virgin. I don’t know anything about sex other than from books. Sorry.”

We turned our attention back to the movie and then after about ten minutes Lysa popped up with, “Kris? Do you ever masturbate?”
I sat up abruptly. “Jesus fucking Christ on a cum-covered crutch, Lysa! What the hell kind of question is THAT?”

“I’m just wondering!”

I sighed. “Why are you wondering?”

“I just am.” As I sat back down she said, “So do you?”

Letting out an annoyed sigh, I said, “Yes, Lysa, I masturbate. I jerk my dick about two or three times a day and cum all over myself when I do so. Is that what you wanted to know? Are you happy? Can we PLEASE change the subject?”

“Ok, ok! Jesus, what’s the problem?” Lysa sat back and looked annoyed. “They’re just questions, Kris. If I can’t talk with you about sex, then who can I talk to?”

I sighed, dimly aware that I was getting a major hard-on. “I’m sorry, it’s just that you’re dropping these questions on me outta nowhere, that’s all. I don’t mind talking about sex, really, it’s just that you caught me by surprise.”

“Ok.” She sat there staring at the TV. “Well, ok, how about this? We can ask each other anything we want to about sex and the other person has to answer honestly, ok? No lying. We can take turns. You can go first,” she added.

“How nice of you,” I said with only a trace of sarcasm.

“So!” she said, turning to me. “What do you want to ask me, since you get to go first?”

I thought about it and then shrugged. “Well, you know I masturbate. Do you?”

“Of course I do.”

“Ok.” I opened my mouth to ask another question but Lysa cut me off.

“No, no. I get to ask you one first and then you get to ask me another.”

“Alright, alright. What’s the question?”

“When you masturbate, how do you do it?”

I rolled my eyes and sighed a little. “I just put my hand around it and stroke it up and down.”

“Ok.”

“So when YOU masturbate,” I retorted, knowing it was my turn, “how do you do it?”

“Most times I rub around my clit and fuck myself with a finger or two.”

My penis twitched at the image. “Ok.”

“How much do you do it?”

“A couple times a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less. You?”

“At least once a day or so.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah.” Lysa seemed to be thinking about something and then said, “Ok, look. I’ll tell you what, Kris. If you let me watch you do it, I’ll let you watch me.”
I blinked, really taken aback. “What?”

“You heard me.”

My mind spun a little as I tried to sort this out. “Uh… why?”

Lysa shrugged a little. “I’ve always wanted to know what it looks like when a boy does it, and you’re my best friend, so why not? Besides, I’m sure you’ve always wanted to see how a girl does it.”

“Yeah,” I admitted.

“So?”

I hesitated. “I don’t know, Lysa…”

“Oh, come on, Kris! You’re not chicken, are you?”

I rolled my eyes. “No.”

“Well?”

I sighed and shrugged a little. “I’ve just never done it in front of anyone before.”

“Well, neither have I. So?”

I threw up my hands. “Alright, fine.” It hadn’t really taken all that much to convince me. I was as curious as she was.

“Cool!”

We sat there and looked at each other for a bit. Then I said, “So… how do you wanna start this?”

“Well… we should both take off our clothes.”

“Like all the way?”

“Yeah.”

I was really shy at the idea of being naked in front of any girl, even my best friend, but I finally decided that, yeah, that would be ok, cause I’d see her naked, too. So I said, “Ok. But you gotta get undressed first.”

“Alright,” Lysa said with a little shrug. She stood up and pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a small training bra, which she soon tossed onto the floor next to the shirt. Her breasts were still pretty small but were very nice to look at.

Then came the real payoff as she got out of her jeans and then threw her white panties onto the floor, giving me my first ever look at a real life vagina. I couldn’t see too much. Just a little slit with a small amount of hair and a little knob thingy. I guessed that must’ve been her clitoris. I’d heard that was about where they were supposed to be.

I let my eyes roam all over her thirteen-year-old body. She looked magnificent. I was lost in the sight and forgot I was supposed to get naked until Lysa said, “Well, Kris? You gonna get naked, too?”

“Oh, yeah. Right.” I stood up and reluctantly pulled off my shirt. Then I unzipped my pants and knew that if I hesitated I might chicken out. So very quickly I pulled them and my boxers down in one fluid motion and now stood there naked in front of my best friend.

Lysa looked my body over. I was about the same height as her and pretty thin. I had a nice build, I knew that much. My penis was very hard and about four, maybe four-and-a-half inches long, with just a small patch of blond hair over it.

“You look nice, Kris,” she said after a bit.

“You look nice, too.”

“Thanks.” She sat back down on my bed and I joined her. “So let’s start?”

“Ok.”

Moving very slowly and shyly we each reached our hands down to our genitals. Lysa began by spreading her legs, giving me a nice view of what lay between them. Then she started rubbing on both sides of her slit, and then alongside her clitoris. Then to my really amazed eyes, I saw her press a finger against one spot, and watched as it disappeared up into her vagina. Magnificent!

Knowing that I needed to cooperate here, I started stroking my penis in a smooth, steady motion, knowing that if I did it too fast I’d wind up cumming really soon as I looked at the live porn show in front of me.

“That looks cool,” she whispered, her eyes on my penis.

“Yeah,” I said, breathing a little hard as I looked at her finger sliding in and out of her vagina. “Yours looks… really cool, too…”

Lysa and I masturbated in silence for about two or three minutes and then I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back any longer. I had enough time to gasp out, “Oh, god, I’m cumming!” and then my penis jumped in my hand, my sperm fountaining out, shooting up into the air and splashing down onto my bed, my body and my hand.

Lysa’s eyes were wide as she looked at me coming down from my orgasmic high. “Oh, wow,” she said. “That was incredible!”

“Yeah,” I said with a weak smile. It was one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. I reached down under the bed and pulled out a small hand towel, cleaning myself off with it.

“Does that always happen?”

“Yeah, but not usually so much.”

“That’s sperm, right?”

“Yep.”

“Cool.” Her eyes were still fixed onto my somewhat hard penis.

“So what happens when girls cum?

“Well, nothing like THAT,” my friend said with a little grin. “All that happens is my vagina gets really tight and it feels really, really good.”

“Cool. But there’s nothing to see like there is with guys?”

“No.” Lysa’s hand started moving faster and faster.

“Oh.”

“I’m gonna… have one soon… though…” she whispered.

“Oh, cool!” My penis twitched a little as I sat back on my bed to watch.

Lysa’s face kind of glazed over as she started rubbing faster, sliding her fingers around both the outside and inside of her vagina. It was amazing, and I knew it was going to be something that would keep me warm at night. Then Lysa let out a little whimper, and her whole body shook. She got this incredibly happy look on her face as she climaxed. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.

As she came down, she let out a ragged breath. “THAT was good.”

I grinned. “Yeah, it looked like fun.”

“You got another towel?”

I shook my head. “Just this one.”

“Oh, well. Let me see it.”

I thought about telling her my cum was all over it, but it was obvious she knew that. I held it out to her. She took it and wiped her hand off, then looked down.
“So this is sperm, huh?” she said, trailing a finger through a small glob of white fluid.

“Yeah.”

“Sticky.”

“Yeah.”

“I wonder…” Lysa said thoughtfully. She took the glob that was on her finger and reached down, rubbing it against her clitoris and then sliding her finger up into her vagina. Her eyes went wide, and then closed halfway. “Ooooh… yeah, that feels nice…”

I was stunned by the fact that now some of my sperm was technically inside a girl’s vagina! I mean, I hadn’t been the one to put it there, but it was still pretty sweet. My penis hardened right back up to complete steel mode.

Lysa pulled her finger out and wiped it off. She sat up and grinned at me. “That was fun!”

“Yeah!” I said with a little smile.

She looked at my penis and giggled. “You’re all hard again.”

“I know,” I said with a shy little blush.

Lysa kept looking at my penis and then said, “Kris… can I touch it?”

I blinked and said, “Well, sure, if you want to.”

Lysa put her hand out and slowly ran her fingers along the shaft of my penis and then wrapped her hand around it. “It’s so warm!” she said, sounding a little surprised.

“Yeah,” I whispered, turned on beyond my wildest dreams.

“This is how you do it, right?” she asked as she began stroking me.

“Yeah…” I managed to say.

“Cool.” Lysa smiled a little. “You wanna touch me for a bit?”

“Sure!” I said with real enthusiasm.

Lysa let got of my penis and lay back on the bed a little, her legs spread wide. “Just do what I did.”

“Ok.” I reached my hand out and placed it against my friend’s vagina, feeling the same heat she must’ve felt when she touched my penis. Her vaginal area felt very wet, too. It was pretty cool. I ran my fingers alongside the hole she’d had her finger in, and fondled the area around her clitoris, pleased to hear her moan a little.

Swallowing hard, I pressed one of my fingers against the little hole and felt it easily slide into a place of total warmth, wetness and tightness. I was actually fingering a girl! Oh, god it was just so incredibly sweet! I moved it back and forth, imagining how wonderful it would be to have my penis inside there.

“Ooooh… oh, Kris, that feels sooooo good…” Lysa gasped, wiggling around on my bed.

“Glad you like it,” I said with a little smile.

She grinned up at me and said, “Take it out… ok?”

“Ok,” I said, reluctantly. I withdrew my finger from heaven.

“Do you think you could shoot your stuff again?” Lysa asked me as she started rubbing herself once more.

“Yeah!”

“Cool. Well… why don’t you? And this time when you do, shoot it right here,” she said, patting the space between her legs.

I blinked in surprise, even as I took my penis in my hand and began stroking it. “Uh… sure, ok! If that’s what you want!”

“Yeah… I wanna see what it’ll feel like.”

“Ok,” I replied, stroking faster.

“Just make sure you warn me before you shoot it.”

“Alright,” I said in barely above a whisper, my hand moving ever more quickly on my virgin thirteen-year-old penis as I stared at my friend’s vagina. It occurred to me that one of the fingers on the hand I was using had actually been inside her.

That thought was enough to get me over the edge much faster than I’d expected. I gasped out again, “I’m cumming!” and Lysa just barely had time to move her hand away as I fired off my first blast, landing it right between her breasts. I quickly adjusted, pointing my penis at her vagina and shot about four really good, hard blasts of sperm directly at the target. Not all of it landed where I was aiming, but most of it did. I leaned in close, my penis only about six inches away from Lysa’s genitals as my last few bursts dribbled out of me.

Gasping for breath, I fell back onto my butt, using my free hand to hold my body up. As I did that, Lysa moved her hand back down to her vagina and started rubbing my cum all over herself, including getting two of her fingers well coated with it and sliding them up inside herself. After about two minutes of this activity, her body went through the same shaking it had gone through before, and I knew she was cumming again, this time with a generous amount of my sperm inside her.

“Wow,” she said, more than a little out of breath. “That was sweet… here, give me your hand, Kris…” I held out my hand and Lysa guided it down, extending one of my fingers and inserting it into her vagina. “Doesn’t it feel different now?”

“Yeah…” I moved my finger around. It did feel a little different, I thought, though that might have just been my imagination.

Lysa pulled back and I took the hint, taking my finger out of her. She sat up and looked down at her body. “God, I’m a mess.” She looked at me. “You are, too. Wanna take a shower?”

“Together?” I asked

“Sure, why not?”

I shrugged. “Ok.”

Lysa and I both stood up and made our way into the bathroom connected to my bedroom and got the shower going. I was starting to get really comfortable being naked around her. I mean, we HAD known each other for almost half our lives. I’d never thought about doing anything sexual with her, but I was glad that we were doing it now.

Once the water was warm enough, I stepped inside, Lysa following me. I got myself wet and then moved aside so Lysa could wet herself down. As we switched places, our butts brushed together. My penis jumped slightly at the contact, but soon simmered down again as I started soaping myself up.

Lysa turned around so that she was facing me and smiled. She really looked beautiful. “This is fun, Kris,” she said. “I’m glad we’re doing this.”

“Yeah, me, too.”

“Here, let me wash you,” she said, holding her hand out for the soap.

I gave it to her and then watched as she started running the bar of soap all down my naked body. She lathered up my chest nicely, and worked on my arms, but really just wasted no time at all getting right down to my penis. She took it in her hand and started washing it as it hardened up.

“Wow, it gets like that a lot,” Lysa said with a giggle.

“Yeah.” I smiled at her. “Do I get to wash you, too?”

“Of course! Rinse off first!”

We switched places again, and I rinsed myself off as I felt Lysa’s hands start washing my back and butt. It was nice, but not nearly as nice as having her wash my front had been. When I was rinsed off, I turned, letting the water rinse my back and took the soap from Lysa’s hand.

“Ready?”

“Go to it!” she replied. “Only don’t get any soap in my vagina.”

“Ok.”

I started by lathering up Lysa’s breasts, since I hadn’t even so much as touched them before now. They were small, as I said before, but firm and really cool. I played around with them for a good long time before moving between her legs. Remembering what she’d said, I got some soap onto my hand and rubbed it all around the outside of her vagina, barely resisting the urge to stick a finger up inside of her. I could tell she was enjoying it, though.

Then she said, “Ok, Kris… I need to rinse off.”

“Oh. Alright.” I pulled the soap away and we switched places again. I watched as she turned away from me, rinsing the soap from her body. I gave my penis a couple tugs as I looked at her beautiful naked body. It was the most wonderful thing I’d ever seen.

Once she was rinsed off, Lysa said, “Ok, let’s get out.”

“Alright.”

She turned off the water and I followed her out of the shower. We dried ourselves off as she looked down at the countertop around the sink.

“Hey, Kris?”

“Yeah?” I asked, looking at her.

She was holding my hairbrush. “Wanna see something really cool?”

“Ok.”

Lysa ran the sink, getting the brush good and wet. Then she propped one of her legs up on the toilet and guided the hairbrush down. Before my started eyes, she slowly started working the handle up into her vagina and soon had it all the way inside herself.

“Holy fuck!” I said.

Lysa grinned. “Yeah. Here, you wanna move it around a little?”

“Sure!”

As I took the brush in my hand, Lysa said, “Just move it real carefully and slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

I slowly slid the brush back and forth, in and out of Lysa’s vagina. I was just blown away by how overwhelmingly cool it all was. I mean, I’d known all about the basics of sex, but actually seeing that, yes, it was possible for a girl to get something into her body like this was just amazing!

“Hey,” she said suddenly. “I wanna try something. Take it out, ok?”

“Ok.” I withdrew the hairbrush and stood back.

Lysa stood up and leaned over the counter. Looking back at me she said, “Can you get it back inside me?”

“I think so.”

“Ok. Try it.”

Looking between Lysa’s legs, I saw my target. I carefully placed the handle of the hairbrush against the entrance to her thirteen-year-old vagina and pushed it slowly up inside her. Once it was in, I began moving it back and forth, fucking her with it.

“Ooooh… yeah, that’s nice, Kris…”

“I’m glad you like it,” I said, continuing to fuck my friend with the hairbrush as I started masturbating with my free hand. It wasn’t the one I normally used, so at least I wasn’t likely to wind up cumming all over the place.

Of course what I REALLY wanted to do at this point was to pull the hairbrush out of Lysa’s vagina and slide my penis into there. I started wonder if she’d even be able to tell the difference. It would really easy, I thought, to just pull out the brush and stick myself in. It was very, very tempting. If she protested, I could just pull out. I tensed my arm, getting ready to pull the brush out.

But before I had the chance to do so, Lysa said, “Ok… take it out, Kris… my legs are getting a little tired…”

Reluctantly I pulled the brush out, annoyed that I was being denied even a vague form of intercourse with her, much less the chance to go any further. I handed the brush back to Lysa and said, “Now what?”

She set the brush back on the counter and said, “Let’s get back on your bed.”

“Alright.”

We went back into my bedroom and sat down on my bed. Once we were cozy, Lysa said, “You know about oral sex, right?”

“Yeah, kinda.”

“Well… now that we’re all clean, you wanna try it? Like if I do it on you, will you do it on me?”

“Yeah, sure!” I didn’t need to be asked twice. “You want me to go first?” I didn’t really want to do it to her, but I figured if she went first, I’d wind up cumming and then wouldn’t have the energy to do it to her at all. At least I knew everything was clean.

“Ok, if you want.”

“Sure!”

“Ok.” She laid back on the bed as I got my face down between her legs.

I first looked over everything. I had no idea what I was supposed to do down here, but I figured that the best idea would be to just do with my tongue what I’d done before with my fingers. That in mind, I stuck my tongue out and ran it along the outside of her vagina and up onto her clitoris. This seemed to really turn her on, so I kept doing it. It didn’t really taste all that bad, actually. It didn’t taste of anything except a hint of soap.

Since this seemed to be getting her off, I decided to step it up a little. I put my tongue against her hole and slowly worked it up inside her vagina, flicking it all around and back and forth and in and out. From the way Lysa started squirming, this must’ve had a nice effect for her.

Then I figured I’d try something different. I worked one of my fingers up into her vagina and used my tongue to lick all over her clitoris and the outer reaches. When I got a second finger up into Lysa, she really went nuts, moaning and wiggling all over.

Suddenly she let out a really loud moan, and I felt her vaginal walls contracting sharply and repeatedly around my finger. I was making her cum, I realized. It was my very best friend, and I was giving her an orgasm! What a wonderful experience!

As Lysa’s moans subsided into vague whimpers, I sat up, wiping my face with my hand and pulling a pubic hair from my teeth. I looked down at Lysa and smiled.

“How was that?”

“Amazing!” she managed to say after a bit.

I laid down on the bed next to Lysa as she recovered, looking over her wonderful body. I was so happy to be here with her like this!

Lysa got up onto her knees next to me. “So, you ready for me to do it to you now?”

“Oh, yeah!” I said.

“Just make sure you warn me before you shoot, ok? I don’t want a mouthful of that stuff,” she warned.

“No problem, Lysa.”

“Ok.”

Taking my penis in her hand, Lysa gave it a couple slow, gentle strokes. Then she leaned down and gave it a tentative lick. She didn’t seem to mind that, so she licked the tip a couple more times. Then Lysa ran her tongue along the shaft and then finally opened her mouth wide and lowered it down around my erection, taking me almost all the way into her mouth.

I let out a sigh of pure pleasure as I started getting my first ever blowjob. Oh, it was sweet as hell, especially when, apparently remembering what I’d done to her, Lysa started using her hand, stroking my penis as she licked and sucked.

I gritted my teeth at this point, trying very hard to stave off the orgasm. I knew it wasn’t going to work, though, and whispered, “I’m gonna cum soon…”
Lysa nodded and pulled her face off, continuing to stroke me. I grunted and moaned a little as my penis began kicking in her hand, sperm shooting out of me and all over the place. It beat out the previous two orgasms of the day to take its place as number one on the list of best ever.

When I was done cumming, Lysa looked at her sperm covered hand. This time she didn’t use it on her vagina. Instead she stuck one of her fingers into her mouth and looked thoughtful for a moment. Then she pulled it out and shook her head, saying, “Kinda salty.”

“Yeah.” I had nothing better to say.

Lysa grabbed the towel and wiped her hand before handing it down to me. I cleaned up and then tossed it onto the floor as my friend laid down next to me on the bed.

“That was really cool, Kris.”

“Yeah, it was,” I agreed.

Lysa snuggled up next to me. I put an arm around her, and we laid there together, our eyes fixed on the movie still playing on the TV.

During a slow part in the film, Lysa reached down and started playing around with my penis, which of course hardened up instantly. She smiled at me. I smiled back. Lysa tried to look over my body and said, “What time is it?”

I turned my head and looked at the clock radio next to my bed. “3:45.”

“What time does your mom get off work?”

“Four. She usually gets home around 4:15.”

“Cool.”

“Why?”

“Just wondering.” Lysa kept playing with my penis and then said, “Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna… you wanna try going all the way? Like actually Do It?”

My mouth went suddenly dry. “Like you mean… have real sex?”

“Yeah.”

FUCK YEAH! I wanted to shout. Instead I shrugged a little and said, “Well, yeah. I mean, if you want to.”

“I do, yeah. If you want to.”

“Of course I do!” I responded, thrilled beyond words at the thought that I might get to lose my virginity today.

Lysa giggled. “Cool.”

We sat there in silence for about a minute and then I said, “So… how do we do it?”

“Well… I guess I lay on my back and you get on top and put it in.”

“Ok.” I got shakily up onto my knees. “Well… lay down, then.”

Lysa laid back and spread her legs wide. I knelt down between her legs, nervous as hell. Taking my penis in my hand I touched it against the entrance to her vagina.

“Right here, right?”

“Yeah,” she whispered, closing her eyes.

Swallowing hard and trying to calm myself, I took a deep breath and pushed forward. At first nothing happened, and I started to wonder if I was doing something wrong. Then I felt the tip slide in just a little. I pulled back a tiny bit and pushed forward again, feeling all the tip go inside Lysa.

Now I had the idea of how this should work. I pulled back again and pushed forward, now feeling all the tip and a little of the shaft of my thirteen-year-old virgin penis entering my best friend’s very tight thirteen-year-old virgin vagina. I kept working it back and froth and slowly worked myself in deeper and deeper until my pubic hair merged with Lysa’s. I was officially inside my first girl!

I swallowed hard again, trying not to cum as I lowered myself down, sparks flying through my body as my penis settled itself down inside this amazingly warm, wet and tight paradise between Lysa’s legs. Less than a month past my thirteenth birthday, and I’d just lost my virginity to a girl barely thirteen herself! Oh, god it was great!

“Oh, Kris,” Lysa whispered, looking up into my eyes as I settled down on her. Her hands drifted back to cup my ass. “Oh, I never knew it would feel this good…”

“Yeah,” I whispered back, feeling her small breasts against my bare chest. “Oh, wow… it’s really nice…”

“Yeah…”

“Do you want me… to start moving…?” I asked, a little out of breath. This seemed to be happening a lot today.

“Yeah… just go slow at first, ok?”

“Ok.”

Looking down into Lysa’s eyes, I started moving slowly on top of her, trying to fuck her while keeping my penis from withdrawing. The more I fucked, the more confident I felt and I started moving a little faster, savoring the great sensations from my groin.

“Kris…” Lysa whispered under me as she squeezed my butt. “Oh, god, Kris… fuck me… oh, that feels good… oooooh…”

I started to tune out what she was saying as the pleasure increased. I was very happy I’d already cum three times today. If I hadn’t, I would have shot off the second I got inside her. As it was, I knew I could fuck her for at least a little while before I came.

Soon, though, I was fucking Lysa as fast as I could, the sensations of delight coursing through my body and overwhelming all else. I became a creature of total instinct, concentrating just on the orgasm and nothing else.

Lysa apparently was having much the same reaction. She grabbed hard at my ass and made the little noises she’d made before as she climaxed. This time, though, it was very different, because now instead of her vagina clutching at my finger, it was my penis that was being pleasured.

That was enough for me. Gritting my teeth once more, I screwed my eyes shut and pushed as deep into Lysa’s vagina as I could go, feeling my penis buck as it released its fluids. I stayed like that, completely motionless, until the last of my sperm had fired off into Lysa’s body and then I collapsed on top of her, my mind screaming “I JUST GOT LAID!”

When we finally got our breath back, we looked into each other’s eyes. Lysa was the first to speak, saying, “That was great…”

“Yeah, it was… better than I thought it would be…”

I heard my watch beep and looked down at it. It was 4:00. My mom would be home pretty soon.

Lysa looked at me. “I should probably get home,” she said.

“Yeah.” My slowly softening penis was still inside her. I couldn’t bear the idea of taking it out.

Lysa kept looking up into my eyes. Before I knew it, our mouths were meeting. We started kissing with our mouths closed, but then opened them, our tongues slowly probing around against each other’s teeth. It was an interesting experience. I’d kissed a girl before, but not like this. Certainly not a girl with my penis inside her.

As we broke the kiss I looked at my watch. 4:06. There was time. My penis had gotten hard from the kissing and I started moving it back and forth once more.

“Kris…? What are you doing?” Lysa whispered.

“I think I can come before my mom gets home,” I said, picking up the pace.

“You can?”

“Yeah…”

Lysa considered this and said, “Ok. Can I be on top, though?”

I blinked. “Sure!”

“Cool. Lay down.”

I pulled out of Lysa and laid down on the bed. She straddled me at the waist, taking my penis in her hand and holding it up. Slowly she lowered her vagina down around me until I was all the way inside, and then started slowly moving up and down.

I put my hands on Lysa’s thighs and looked over her naked body bobbing up and down on my own. Oh, it was an amazing sight! Getting an idea, I reached up with one hand to cup one of her breasts as I moved the other hand down to rub her clitoris while she rode me.

As Lysa kept moving, I let my eyes fall over onto my clock. It was 4:11. I had to cum soon. I began pushing up with my hips, trying to fuck Lysa in time with her movements on top of me. It wasn’t easy, but I soon got the rhythm down.

It was 4:14 when my penis began jumping around for the fifth time that day, the second load of my sperm going into my first vagina. Lysa didn’t wind up cumming, but as much as I wanted for her to, there wasn’t time for me to do anything about it. She pulled off me and we quickly got dressed, getting down to the front door at 4:19.

Lysa gave me a kiss as she opened the door.

“I really liked having sex with you, Kris,” she said.

“Yeah, well, I really liked it to, believe me,” I said with a pleased grin.

Lysa smiled back. “You wanna come over tomorrow morning? My parents are both gone by 8:30. Come over at 9:00 and we can do it some more, ok?”

“Ok.” She didn’t need to make THAT offer twice! I gave her one last kiss and she was gone.

It turned out that we had worried needlessly, and actually had ended up with enough time that we could have fucked again. My mom had a lot of errands to run, and wasn’t home until a little after six. She ordered up some pizza for dinner when she got home. The entire time we were eating I was convinced she could tell that I’d gotten laid, but she didn’t say anything.

When I went to bed that night I made sure to beat off to the thoughts of everything that had happened to me today. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow!
I woke up at 8:00 the next morning, clicking off my alarm just as soon as it started ringing. I yawned, stretched, gave my hard penis a couple strokes and got out of bed. Buck naked, I paused and looked at myself in the mirror. Nothing about me looked different. That didn’t seem right, somehow. It seemed like once you had lost your virginity you should change somehow. Oh, well.

I took a quick shower, got some breakfast and steadfastly refrained from jerking off. It took real effort, but I wanted to save all my boy-juice for Lysa. Once everything was taken care off, I hopped onto my bike and rode the short distance to Lysa’s house.

When I got there, I parked my bike and knocked on the front door. Lysa opened it with a smile.

“Hey, Kris.” She gave me a little kiss as I walked in.

“Hey,” I said, kissing her back.

“Come on,” Lysa said, taking me by the hand. She led me up to her bedroom. Once we were inside she shut the door and started undressing. “Take off your clothes,” she said.

I did so. Once we were both naked we started kissing and moved over to her bed, where we laid down side-by-
side, continuing to kiss.

“I thought about you all night,” she said to me.

“I kept thinking about you, too. I kept worrying that my mom could tell I’d had sex or something.” It sounded stupid when I said it.

Lysa giggled. “I kept thinking my parents could tell, too.”

I giggled back and moved one of my hands between her legs, massaging her vaginal area gently. As I did this, Lysa took hold of my penis, giving it a few gentle strokes.

“So how do you wanna do it this time?” I asked. “You wanna have me on top or you on top?”

“Why don’t you get on top?” Lysa suggested.

“Ok.”

As Lysa rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, I got between them. Lining up my penis I pushed forward, easily entering her this time, feeling the joy of her magnificent teenage vagina clutching at my young erection as I started fucking her once more.

Our lovemaking this time was slow and unhurried. I thrust into her very slowly and gently, savoring the bliss of sex. We kissed as we fucked. I even spent some time sucking on her nipples while we did it.

While we fucked, my eyes drifted over to the mirror that covered her closet doors. I saw my naked body stretched out on top of hers. It was really cool to see! As I looked, an idea crossed my mind. I pulled slowly out of Lysa and looked down at her.

“Roll over onto your side, ok?”

“Ok.” She did so.

I got behind Lysa and lifted her leg up, draping it over my legs. Looking into the mirror, I took my penis in my hand and pushed it slowly back into her vagina, watching as it disappeared up into her. Now THAT was cool, I thought as I started fucking Lysa once more.

The combination of sight and sensation was more than enough to make me cum, which I did after only a couple minutes. Right after I came, Lysa started moaning and climaxed herself, her vagina once again clenching around my penis.

Lysa and I spent all the rest of that day having sex. We fucked doggie-style, me on top, her on top, side-by-side and standing (which didn’t work well). We had sex in her bedroom, in the bathroom, in the living room and, when she was feeling really naughty, on her parent’s bed. Each time we fucked, I shot my sperm into her and almost every time she had an orgasm.

All the rest of the summer was consumed with our fucking. We did it every day we could, which was just about every day. I think we missed about six days out of three months. It was the happiest time of my life!

Naturally it couldn’t last. Lysa and I had given zero thought to birth control and with all the sperm I was blasting into her, it was only to be expected that she would get pregnant. We spent a lot of time talking about how we were going to deal with it. She eventually decided to go through with it and have the baby. Our parents were less than pleased to find out about all this, but they took it pretty well overall.

So it was that just before we both turned fourteen, Lysa went into the hospital and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. He had Lysa’s eyes. He was very cute. So that we could both take care of him, it was decided that during the week we would live at my house and during the weekend we would live at her house. It worked out pretty well.

Lysa and I continued our sexplay whenever we could. Having a baby was no real deterrent, except that we now used condoms. At one point, though, right after we both turned fifteen, we found ourselves both at home, both horny, and without condoms. We fucked like minks in heat anyhow, and not long after that, Lysa missed her period.

It’s kind of weird to know now that I’m only fifteen and I’m about to be a father for the second time. It’s not a bad thing, really. Just a weird thing. Still, I have a girl I love and she loves me and on the whole, things could be a lot worse.

END

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Ah, the joys of young teenage sex. Reminds me of my old glory days. At some point, I’ll have to sit back and write up the tale of how I lost my virginity to my sister, and how I got at least one, and maybe two, girls pregnant when I was thirteen. What an exciting life I used to lead! What the HELL has happened to me since?!

I’m also debating the idea of taking requests for stories, but I’m not sure about it yet. If you have any good ideas you’d like to see turned into tales, especially if they’re true stories, then send them in!

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Four Kids, One Bed

October 21, 2008

Four Kids, One Bed
By
Alex Hawk

Randy’s thirteen-year-old penis worked itself down into my thirteen-year-old vagina, eliciting a moan of pure bliss from me. I loved having him inside me. He was so cute, so nice and soooo good to get fucked by! Such a perfect boyfriend.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight as he started to thrust. Each time he pushed into me, I felt the shaft of his penis brushing against my clitoris, bringing me more pleasure than I knew what to do with!

Looking up at Randy’s face, I saw an expression of happiness. He was so cute when he fucked. His shaggy blond hair kept drooping into his blue eyes, and he had a fantastic body that I just loved to drool over while he was fucking me. God, he was hot!

After about five minutes of steady screwing, Randy moaned, “Oh, fuck, Cat…” which he always said when he was cumming. Moments later I felt his penis twitch deep inside my vagina as his sperm splashed into my body. I was so happy I’d gone on the Pill. It was much better to have him shoot into me than into a condom.

Randy stayed inside me as he got his breath back. Then he slowly pulled away, his penis slipping out of me. Laying down next to me on his queen sized bed he gave me a little kiss on the cheek.

“Have I told you today how much I love you, Cat?”

“Yeah, but you can tell me again,” I said, poking him in the ribs.

Randy giggled. “Ok. I love you a WHOLE LOT.”

I rolled my eyes. “So romantic.”

From downstairs came the sound of someone knocking on the front door. Randy leaned over me and looked out his bedroom window. “Oh,” he said.

“Who is it?”

“Paul and Kim. I’ll go let them in.”

“Ok.”

Randy threw on a pair of board shorts and went downstairs to let our friends inside. I went to the bathroom and really quickly cleaned myself up before slipping back into my own shorts and t-shirt. By the time that I was done, Paul and Kim were in the bedroom with Randy.

“Hey, guys,” I said to them. Paul and Kim were boyfriend and girlfriend, just like me and Randy, and they were also thirteen. But their parents didn’t want them to be fucking. Randy’s dad was cool with us doing it, and so was my mom, so Paul and Kim came to Randy’s house when they wanted to screw.

Paul was pretty hot. If I wasn’t fucking Randy, I’d probably be fucking him. He was a little taller than Randy, who was 5′6 or so, but he had much less pubic hair and his penis was about an inch or so shorter than Randy’s. Still, he looked good naked, and sometimes I wondered what he was like in bed. I’d never really compared notes with Kim. I should someday, I thought.

“Hey, Cat,” Kim said, waving at me.

“So what you guys up to?” Paul asked.

“Not much,” Randy said with a shrug. “Just fuckin’.”

“Cool.” He grinned at Kim. “Sounds like a good idea to me.”

She snorted a little. “I bet.”

I walked over and stood behind Randy. Despite having been fucked only a few minutes before, I was still horny, at least in part because I hadn’t cum yet. I ran my hand down his bare chest and pinched one of his nipples.

“Sounds like a good idea to me, too,” I said to Randy as he yelped a little.

“Hey…” He squirmed a little. “Don’t do that.”

Paul stood up and said, “You guys care if me and Kim get started?”

“Naw, go for it, dude,” Randy said.

“Cool.”

Paul and Kim both began to strip. Just like how Paul’s body was less developed than Randy’s, so Kim was less developed than mine. She only had very small breasts and didn’t have more than a few strands of pubic hair. Paul didn’t seem to have any complaints about her.

Once they were naked the got onto Randy’s bed and started making out with each other. Soon Paul had a finger up inside Kim’s vagina and was working her like mad. I could see the look of pleasure on her face.

“Give you any ideas?” I said, licking Randy’s ear.

“Maybe,” he replied casually.

I could see his penis tenting up his shorts. Reaching down I took hold of it through the fabric and began to massage it gently. Randy squirmed.

I moved around to the front and reached inside Randy’s shorts to pull out his penis. When it was out, I got down on my knees in front of him, give him a couple quick kisses on the tip and then lowered my mouth around his shaft.

“Oh, yeah…” Randy muttered. I didn’t blow him too often, so it was special when I did.

Paul and Kim kept making out on Randy’s bed. After a bit, Paul said, “Hey, Randy? Can you pass me a condom?”

“Sure, dude. In fact, move over.” I moved aside as Randy got up and went to his dresser. Knowing what else he wanted, I got out of my clothes and got onto the bed next to Kim.

Randy dropped his shorts as he walked back to the bed, his penis bobbing as he walked towards us, condom in hand. He passed the condom to Paul and then got down between my legs, laying on top of me and kissing me.

Paul took the condom from Randy and opened up the little foil square. He took out the latex sleeve and unrolled it down the length of his hard penis. Once he was completely covered, he got between Kim’s legs. I saw him adjust himself a little and then push forward and down, sliding into Kim’s vagina.

Kim let out a little moan as her boyfriend penetrated her. I felt sorry for them both that he had to use a condom. Kim hadn’t been able to get onto the Pill like I had. It was soooo much better without a condom than with.

Randy apparently couldn’t hold back anymore. I felt his hand reaching down between our legs and then the glorious sensation of his penis slipping into my vagina. I let out a moan of my own as Randy entered me. I so loved having my boy inside me like this!

“Damn, you’re lucky, dude,” Paul said, looking down to where Randy’s penis went into me.

“Oh?” Randy asked, not breaking stride.

“Yeah… you get to do it bareback… I never have.”

I thought it was funny that he was thinking the same thing I had been.

Kim slapped him on his butt. “If you rather, you can just not do it at all.”

“No, no!” Paul said quickly. He closed his eyes and continued fucking Kim.

Randy looked down at Kim and Paul. Then he said, “You know… if the girls want… we could switch.”

Paul stopped thrusting and looked at Randy. “Really?”

“Yeah.” He smiled down at me. “What you think, Cat? You wanna try it with Paul?”

I looked at Paul’s lean, naked body. I’d never had any boy inside me except Randy. Some variety would be nice. I didn’t really LIKE the idea of him fucking Kim, but I could tolerate it. What the hell, it might be fun! So I said, “Sure, if Kim doesn’t mind.”

“Kim?” Randy asked.

“Sure, I guess. But you have to use a condom.”

“I will.” Randy slid back, his penis popping up as it withdrew from my vagina. It was all wet and shinny from being inside me. He got off the bed, walked over to his dresser and pulled out another condom, unwrapping it and rolling it onto himself before he rejoined us. Paul meantime had pulled out of Kim and was removing his condom. Once it was off, he settled down between my legs as Randy got on top of Kim.

Paul looked down at me and said, “You mind if I just stick it in?”

“Go ahead.” I spread my legs a little more.

Paul got onto me and reached down between us. He poked around a little and then I felt him start entering me. Soon his penis was all the way inside me. It felt very different from having Randy inside me. Not bad, just different. The look on Paul’s face as he had his first bareback fuck was pretty cool, too.

Looking over at Randy I saw that he’d started to fuck Kim. She didn’t seem to have any complaints about having him in there. It was cool seeing my boyfriend’s body as he fucked, even if it was kind of weird seeing him do it with someone else. Still, the way he looked… wow… he could’ve been a porn star with a body like that!

I let out a little moan as Paul’s thrusting penis hit a particularly nice spot. He wasn’t nearly as good in bed as Randy, but he was still nice enough. I reached up and put my hands around his body as he screwed me.

Only a few moments later Paul began shaking and moaning. Then he closed his eyes, grunted, held himself deep inside me and started to cum. It was pretty cool knowing that his sperm was now mingled with Randy’s inside my body.

That thought combined with the view I had of Randy’s body as he started to cum was enough to push me over the edge. My vagina began contracting sharply around Paul’s still hard penis as I held him tightly, riding the crest of the orgasm.

Not more than an hour later we were all fucking again, this time with our own boyfriends. Both Randy and I liked having the chance to experiment and it’s probably something we’d do again, but we wouldn’t make a habit of it. Why should we? We love each other.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. I want to thank all the little people who made this possible. But I won’t.

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Flour Child

October 20, 2008

Flour Child
by
Alex Hawk

You know those stupid assignments you sometimes got in school where you had to care for an egg like it was a real child and you failed the class if you broke it and “killed” your baby? Yeah, those things. Well, at my school we didn’t have any truck with that nonsense! Nope, with us it was five-pound bags of flour or nothing!

Currently I was sitting in my eighth-grade health class staring at the bags of flour sitting on the teacher’s desk. I, like everyone else in the class, was going to get one of those and a person of the opposite gender to work with on raising it. I wasn’t really looking forward to it. No one was. It was a stupid assignment. I’d taken care of enough kids helping my mom babysit to know that bags of flour, unlike babies, don’t need diapers, feedings at 3am or any other nonsense.

My enthusiasm, however, perked up quite a bit when the teacher announced that I was going to be assigned to work on the project with Ross Benson. He was one of the hottest, cutest boys in all the school. All the girls wanted him. My friends and I talked about him every time we had a slumber party. And I was going to be working close with him for the entire project! My vagina got damp at the very thought!

“Hey,” he said, sitting down and shaking hands with me.

“Hey,” I said, a little out of breath. “I’m Mary.”

“I know.” He smiled.

“Yeah. Ok.”

The teacher finished assigning students to each other and then began passing out the bags of flour. Ross and I looked at ours as it was set down on my desk.

“So what do we name him?” I asked.

Ross shrugged. “Elroy.”

“Elroy?”

“Sure.”

“Why?”

Ross shrugged again. “He looks kind of like an Elroy, you know?”

I looked at the flour bag then pulled out a marker and drew a cartoon face on it. “Now he does!”

“Yeah!” Ross laughed. “He’s got your eyes!”

“But your nose.”

“True.” I was happy he seemed so nice! “We got a cute baby!”

“Yeah.”

We sat and listened during the rest of the class. Afterwords Ross said that he’d take Elroy for the first night, which was fine by me. He even smiled at me as he walked away with our “baby”! I knew where my mastubatory dreams would be going tonight!

* * *

When I got into class the next day, I saw Ross sitting at the desk next to mine. I smiled at him and sat down.

“Take a look at little Elroy,” he said, reaching into his backpack. He pulled out the flour sack. We weren’t supposed to put our babies into our backpacks, but I was too fascinated by what Ross had done to Elroy to really care. In addition to the cartoon face, Elroy now sported a baseball cap with some paper hair under it, and a pair of hands and feet, both made of paper.

“Ha! I love him!” I said, picking up our baby and hugging him. “He’s so cute!”

“Well, he takes after his mother, probably,” Ross said, laughing.

I felt myself blush. Did he just say I was cute? I couldn’t really think of anything to say, so I said nothing and we just sat there together for the rest of the class, Elroy perched on our desk, listening to one of the “couples” talking about how they’d accidentally dropped their baby yesterday, only an hour after they’d gotten him.

When class was over, we decided that I’d take Elroy for the night. Hauling him around all day wasn’t a lot of fun, but I contented myself with the thought that at least I’d be making Ross happy by lugging Elroy around so he didn’t have to.

As I was heading to the buses later that day, getting ready to head on home, Ross came up to me.

“Hey, Mary!” he said, brushing a little of his blond hair out of his eyes. “Hey, you wanna maybe come over to my place for a bit and, you know, study and work on Elroy and stuff?”

I was taken aback by the invitation, but I didn’t let that slow me down. “Sure! You mean right now?”

“Yeah, if you want.”

“Ok!” I pulled out my cellphone and called my mom real quick, letting her know I was going to be at a friend’s house studying as I walked with Ross towards his bus. I couldn’t help but let my eyes drift down onto his ass, nicely squeezed into a pair of jeans. Wow, he was so cute!

We got onto the bus and sat next to each other. I took out Elroy and set him on my lap. Ross laughed and tickled Elroy a little. I moved him like he was giggling, then pretended he was throwing up. We both laughed.

The ride to Ross’ house took about ten minutes. As we got off the bus, he took Elroy, bouncing him like a real baby as we stepped out. I looked his house over as we walked up. It was pretty nice. A little smaller than the one our family lived in.

“You want something to drink?” Ross asked as we walked in.

“Sure, some water would be good.”

“Ok.”

Ross disappeared as I looked around the living room. It was nice enough, I guessed. I was a little too distracted, really, thinking about the fact that I was alone with Ross!

He came back in and handed me a glass. “Here you go.”

“Thanks.” I sipped it. “You guys have a nice place.”

“Thanks. Come on, let’s go up to my room.”

“Ok.” My heart fluttered as I walked with him upstairs to his bedroom.

Once we go there, Ross showed me some of his various favorite things. His books, his TV, his computer and a small crib he’d made for Elroy.

“Oh, that’s so cute!” I cooed, taking Elroy and putting him into the crib. I pulled his hat over his face. “There, now he can get some sleep while we study.”

Ross laughed. “You got a good sense of humor. I’m happy we got assigned to work together.”

“Me, too,” I said and a silence descended.

“So, uh, anyhow, why don’t we get to work,” Ross said.

“Ok.”

The two of us sat down on his bed and started going over some of the classes we took together. Math was my strong point, it turned out, and history was his, so we were both able to help each other on the stuff we had problems with.

After about an hour of studying, Ross sat up suddenly and stretched.

“Ok, my brain is tired.”

I laughed. “Mine, too.”

Ross looked at Elroy. “He’s sleeping pretty quiet.”

“Yeah. We have a good kid.”

Ross laughed. “You know, it’s kind of strange that I have a ‘baby’ to take care of but I’m still…” He trailed off and blushed bright, bright red.

“Still… what?” I asked, honestly unsure.

“Uh…” Ross swallowed. “Still… a virgin,” he muttered.

“Oh!” I blushed myself. That was a bit of a surprise! I became aware that the atmosphere had gotten a little tense following his statement, and needed to be broken, I forced myself to make a joke. Keeping my face as serious and deadpan as possible, I said, “Well… I’m a virgin, too… and since my name is Mary… that means Elroy should be named Jesus.”

Ross looked at me with a stunned expression on his face. Then he started laughing.”Oh, god!” he gasped after a bit. “I can’t believe you said that!”

I laughed too. “Yeah, well…”

“Are you really…” Ross started to ask, then trailed off again.

“Am I really still a virgin?” I managed to say.

“Yeah.”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“You sound surprised.”

He shrugged. “I am, kind of. I always thought that a girl as pretty as you would’ve, you know… already found someone.”

“Oh.” I blushed again. “Well… I kind of thought the same thing about you.”

“You think I’m cute?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.” Ross smiled. “Well, thanks. You’re real cute, too.”

“Thanks.”

We sat there in silence for a moment, just looking at each other. Then Ross licked his lips and said, “Uh… Mary? Do you wanna kiss?”

“Sure!”

“Ok.” Ross scooted forward and leaned towards me.

Swallowing a little I leaned towards him and felt my lips brush against his. I’d kissed boys before, including my twelve-year-old brother, Caulin, in a Truth or Dare game, but that was all that I’d done. Kissing Ross was much better than any of the other boys I’d kissed.

After a few moments we broke the kiss and Ross smiled. “That was cool.”

“Yeah.” I closed my eyes and leaned forward again, kissing him once more. I lost track quickly as to how long he and I kissed that time. All I was aware of was how very, very wet my vagina had become.

At some point after we began kissing, Ross pulled away and looked at the clock near his bed. “Oh. My mom’s going be home soon. You should probably get going.”

“Oh, ok.”

I stood up and straightened myself out. We spent a few minutes getting everything together. Then I picked up Elroy and let Ross lead me downstairs, kissing him at the front door and then walking to the nearest bus stop, my heart singing joyfully.

* * *

Over the next few days Ross and I saw a lot of each other, both at school and then afterwards at his place where we’d study for a bit and then spend a lot of time making out. It didn’t go any further than kissing, though I really wanted it to. The one thing that held me back was my hymen.

I knew I had one. I’d sat in front of a mirror back a few months ago when I’d first heard about it and had looked for it. I hadn’t seen anything, and my probing fingers didn’t find it, but that probably just meant it was farther back than I’d expected.

I knew there was no way I’d be able to probe all the way inside and make myself break it. This meant that if I went all the way and had sex with Ross, which I really wanted to, he’d end up breaking it with his penis, and I knew from what I’d read that it could get really messy when that happened.

So I knew I’d have to find a way to get it broken by someone else. I thought about asking a couple of my girlfriends, but I knew if I did that, they’d want to know why, and if I told them about Ross it’d be all over the school in about five seconds.

Then an idea occurred to me on Friday night. It was while I was eating dinner and watching TV and it hit me as my brother, Caulin, walked through the living room and into the kitchen. Hmmm… I could have him break it, I supposed. Not with his penis, of course. But with his finger, maybe. He was still in sixth grade, due to a quirk of his birthday, and so he’d not be able to blab to anyone at my school about my plans for Ross. There was a chance he’d blab about breaking my hymen, but I didn’t think that likely.

This lead to a number of really obvious questions, like how would I get him to do this and exactly what I’d have him do. I sat there for several minutes, trying to figure out a good idea, when finally, like a sunrise on a new day, it came to me.

I sat back and smiled at Caulin as he walked back into the room, carrying a sandwich.

“Hey, bro.”

“Hey.” He sat down and started eating. “Anything good on?” he asked around a mouthful of food.

“Not really.”

“Bummer.”

“So…” I began, taking a deep breath. “How about, since there’s nothing on TV, you do me a favor?”

Caulin shrugged. “Sure, what favor?”

“Well… how would you like to break my cherry?” Yes, that was really the extent of my master plan to get my brother to do my dirty work.

Caulin began coughing and sputtering. He took a drink from my Coke and then swallowed hard, laying back on the couch and staring at me.

“What did you just ask?” he gasped out.

“Would you mind breaking my cherry? I’m planning to have sex with Ross, you see, and I don’t want to chance any problems.”

Caulin kept staring at me. “You’ve gone nuts, haven’t you. It’s all that reading you do. I knew it would happen eventually.”

“I haven’t gone nuts, Caulin. I’m serious.”

“You want me to break your cherry.”

“Yes.”

“Let me make sure we’re talking about the same thing here. You want me to break that little bit of skin inside your vagina?”

“Yes.”

He stared some more. “You have gone nuts.”

I rolled my eyes. “No, I haven’t. Look, like I said, I plan to have sex with Ross. I don’t want any pain or mess when I do it with him. And you’re the only person I trust enough to ask this.”

“I am?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“So?” I prompted after a moment.

“Uh… well, I guess I can do it… if you really want me to.”

“I do.”

“Ok. So… how do you want to do this, then?”

“Well, let me get a little undressed, first.” I stood up and unfastened my jeans, then pulled both them and my panties down. I kicked both aside and laid back on the couch, spreading my legs a little. I felt a little awkward being exposed like this, but if it meant that I’d et to be fucked by Ross later, it was worth it.

“Alright,” I said to my brother. “Come over here.”

“Ok.” Caulin stood up and started unbuttoning his pants.

“Uh… what are you doing?”

Caulin froze. “I thought you wanted me to…”

I rolled my eyes. “With your FINGER, Caulin.”

“Oh.” He blushed. “I’m sorry, Mary.”

I laughed a little. “It’s ok. I can understand the mistake.”

Caulin moved close and sat between my legs, staring at my vagina. “So… what do you need me to do, then?”

“Give me your hand.”

“Ok.”

I took Caulin’s hand and extended his index finger. I placed it against the entrance to my vagina, sucking in my breath just a little at the sensation of contact. “Ok,” I said, swallowing a little. “Now push it in me very, very slowly. If you feel any resistance, stop.”

“Ok.”

My brother licked his lips and began pushing his finger forward. I let out a little sigh of pleasure as it began to enter my vagina. It felt really nice! Like nothing I’d ever felt before. Much better than when it was just me touching down there.

“Wow,” Caulin whispered as his finger went deeper. “This is really cool!”

“Yeah…” I looked down, seeing most of my brother’s finger inside my vagina. “Have you hit anything yet?”

“No,” he said with a shake of his head as the last of his index finger sank into me.

I frowned, a little confused. “I thought you would’ve hit it by now. Well, it must be deeper inside.”

“This is as far as my finger will go,” he replied.

“Ok. Well, pull that finger out and use your middle finger. That should work.”

“Ok.” Caulin withdrew his index finger and slowly worked his middle one up into me. My eyes fluttered as he went deeper. Oh, it felt wonderful! I could only imagine how great it would feel to have Ross’ penis inside there!

“It’s all the way in,” came Caulin’s voice, pulling me out of my dream of Ross.

I sat up a little and looked down, now very confused. “Are you sure it’s all the way in?”

“Yeah.” Caulin moved his finger around a little.

I moaned slightly at the unexpected stimulation, but soon my confusion returned. “Well… that doesn’t seem right.”

“Maybe it’s further back,” my brother suggested.

“It must be.”

Caulin shrugged a little. “Well, my finger doesn’t get any longer than this. If it’s farther back, I can’t reach it.”

“Try, ok?”

“Sure!” He grinned a little and pushed his finger as deep inside me as he could go. I even felt it twitching around within my vagina. It really felt good, mind-numbingly good, but still no hymen.

Now I was confused, and more than a little worried. How far back could it be? I mean, if Caulin’s fingers couldn’t find it, that meant that Ross’ penis would, and it would probably hurt and I’d bleed and everything else bad! I really didn’t want that! I was starting to get desperate, and when one last idea came, I latched onto it.

“Ok,” I said, taking a deep breath. “How long… how long is your penis?”

Caulin looked started. “My penis?”

“Yeah… is it longer than your middle finger?”

“Yeah,” he said in a soft voice.

“Ok. Well… take it out and let me see it, ok?”

“Ok.”

Moving slowly Caulin reached down and unbuttoned, then unzipped, his jeans. He reached inside and pulled out his erect penis. It was still hairless, from what I could tell, and looked like it was indeed a bit longer than his middle finger. Thicker, too, though not by a lot.

Swallowing hard, and knowing full well what this meant, I said, “Ok… would you mind putting your penis into my vagina and see if you can find my hymen that way?”

Caulin looked nervous, but very interested. “That’d mean we’d be having sex, wouldn’t it?”

I shook my head, and then paused and nodded slowly. “Well, maybe technically. But not really. It’d just be you trying to find my hymen.”

“Oh.”

“So?”

“Ok, sure, if you really want me to.”

“I do,” I said, trying to sound as certain as I could.

“Ok.” Caulin sat up, pulling his pants and boxers down around his ankles. His hairless penis stood up, nice and hard between his legs as he lowered himself on top of me.

I reached down and took hold of my brother’s penis, guiding it to the entrance of my vagina feeling the tip poking into me. I looked up at him. “Ok. Just like with your finger, alright? But go very slowly. I don’t want you to hit it by accident and go right through.”

“I won’t,” Caulin promised.

“Ok.” Another thought hit. “And if you tell anyone about this, you’re dead.”

“Believe me, I won’t.”

“Alright.”

Before I had the chance to do or say anything else, I felt Caulin push with his hips and began to feel the strangest sensation of my life as my little brother’s twelve-year-old virgin penis slowly, and surprisingly easily, sank down into my thirteen-year-old virgin vagina.

I closed my eyes as my brother entered my vagina, enjoying the pleasure his penis was giving me. I wondered how long it would be before he hit my hymen. I was a little surprised he hadn’t hit it already.

Then I became aware that Caulin had stopped moving forward. I opened my eyes and looked up at him.

“I can’t… go in any deeper…” he whispered.

“You can’t…?” I looked down seeing nothing but the base of my brother’s penis sticking out of my vagina.

A thought began to cross my hormone addled mind. I remembered, dimly, reading somewhere that some girls were born without hymens, or broke them while bike riding or something. Had I not ever had one, or maybe broken it a long time ago and not realized it? Surely not, but if I DID have one, why didn’t my brother’s fingers, or at least his penis, break through it?

“Push in as deep as you can…”

“Ok…” I felt Caulin’s body moving on top of mine as his preteen penis dug deeper into my vagina. “Oh… this feels real good…”

“Yeah…” I agreed, though I was beginning to feel really stupid. Obviously, I hadn’t had a hymen before we’d started. I’d just lost my virginity to my little brother and it was all for nothing! Well, not entirely nothing, I had to admit. It did feel wonderful having his penis inside me.

Caulin kept moving on me, his penis sliding around inside my vagina as he technically kept up his search for my hymen. I knew he wasn’t going to find one and I knew that I should have him stop since he was basically fucking me at this point. But who cared? It was lots of fun, so I wasn’t going to worry!

As my little brother kept fucking me, one part of my mind started to think that, perhaps, I should have him stop. This was incest, after all. Plus he might get me pregnant. Taking care of Elroy was a pain in the ass to begin with, I didn’t want to deal with a real baby. But it felt way too good having him inside me, so I figured I’d let him go. Besides, maybe he’d be too young to be making sperm yet.

It turned out I wouldn’t have to wait too long to find out. After maybe two minutes of screwing me, Caulin started moaning and suddenly pushed really deep inside me, then stopped moving entirely. I felt the really weird sensation of his penis pulsing inside my vagina. I figured he must be cumming. I really hoped he wasn’t making me pregnant, but if he was, oh, well. Not much I could do about it at this point.

Caulin fell on top of me, breathing hard, his penis still twitching a little. “Oh… oh, whoa… wow… god, that was… oh…” he gasped.

“I’m glad you liked it,” I said with a little laugh as I brushed some hair out of his face.

“Did you… like it, too…?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Good…”

“I’m sorry… I couldn’t… find your hymen…”

“Oh, well… I’m starting to think it wasn’t there to begin with,” I confessed.

“So… we did that all for nothing?”

I smiled. “Well, we DID end up having sex as a result.”

“Oh, yeah!” my brother said, brightening up.

I laughed. “You’re such a dork sometimes.”

“I know.”

“I just wonder if it’s in there somewhere and we haven’t found it yet.”

Caulin thought about this. “Well… if you ever want to try to find it again, let me know…”

I laughed. “I’ll remember that… now get off me.”

“Ok.” Caulin sat back, his penis popping out of me.

I sat up a little, looking at my recently de-virginized vagina. “Do you make sperm yet?” I asked my brother.

He shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

“Good.”

As I reached for my clothes, my brother said, “So… you’re going to let Ross fuck you now?”

“Yeah. That was the whole idea, after all.”

“Yeah…” Caulin was quiet for a bit as he started to get dressed. “Am I going to get to fuck you again?”

I laughed. “Probably.”

Caulin grinned. “Cool. I really liked it.”

“Me, too.”

Once dressed I went up to my bedroom to make my plans for Ross. I was going to give that boy the time of his life!

Shortly after school the next day, I took Ross’ virginity while Elroy sat up on a shelf, a hat covering his eyes. We didn’t want to corrupt our little child. Ross was bigger than Caulin and better in bed. By the time we’d done it five times, he was getting really, really good! We were having a lot of fun!

Within a few days, we’d both lost track of how many times we’d fucked. We’d meet up at either his house or mine and screw our brains out. Then on the weekend, when I couldn’t meet up with Ross, I let Caulin fuck me some more.

Even better, we ended up getting an A for Elroy. We were one of the few couples to have our flour child go the entire time without bursting. One couple managed to drop theirs on the way into class and were both near tears. We felt sorry for them, but happy for ourselves!

Unfortunately, one lesson we didn’t learn from our class was the main one: raising a child is hard, so don’t have one. We’d talked occasionally about condoms, but for one reason or another, never bothered with them. It was not surprising when, two months after Ross and I began fucking, I came up pregnant.
It wasn’t long after that that the whole sordid affair came to light, including the parts about me having sex with Caulin, who, thankfully, was still shooting blanks, so at least he hadn’t gotten me pregnant. To say that the adults were pissed was an understatement.

After much conversation we all decided an abortion was the best option, so I went out and had one. I had mixed feelings after it, but I figured it was all for the best. Shortly after that, Ross and his family moved away and I never had contact with him again.

Caulin and I continued our affair, however. Our parents weren’t happy about it, but recognized there wasn’t much they could do to prevent it. They did insist on condom use, however, and made sure we had plenty to go around. Everything was pretty good from there on.

Until the condom broke…

END

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk. All rights reserved.
So what’s the lesson here? Writing an entire story to justify a bad pun of a title can sometimes turn out ok! 🙂 Hope you all liked it!

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Flirting

October 20, 2008

Flirting
By
Alex Hawk

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Based on a true story! Two siblings start teasing and flirting with each other. Soon things get really moving.
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I sat in my bedroom, trying to do my homework and tune out what was happening in the bedroom of my thirteen-year-old sister, Reilly. The noises were really distracting me from my chemistry assignment. I was having enough trouble in the class; I didn’t need to make it worse by not getting my homework right.
Finally after my fifth attempt at writing out the chemical formula for dihydrogen-monoxide, I gave up and stormed over to her bedroom door. I threw it open and looked at the bed where she and my fourteen-year-old best friend, Jake, were buck naked. He was on top of Reilly, fucking her brains out.

“Hey!” I snarled. Both kids looked up. I could see Jake’s penis disappearing into my sister’s vagina. It was a penis I knew well. He was close to my age, I was fifteen, and we’d known each other for a long time. We’d seen each other naked a lot and used to jerk and suck each other on a daily basis before we started fucking girls. Hell, we even still did it sometimes, though not lately. Not since he started fucking my sister. That would have just been weird.
I continued with, “You two can fuck all you want, but PLEASE keep the noise down!”

Jake turned bright red. “Sorry, dude.”

“Sorry, Mike,” my sister said from under Jake’s body.

“Well, alright,” I said, trying to ignore the hard on I was developing. “Just keep it down.”

I walked out of the room, shutting the door behind me, and tromped into my bedroom. Soon as I got there I very quickly beat off, remembering the girls I’d fucked, the fun I’d had with Jake and, much to my annoyance, remembering what it had looked like to see Jake fucking my sister. I’d seen them fuck a couple times before, but for some reason it was hitting me really hard this time. I even came while thinking about it.

Once I was done cumming, I returned to my homework and was actually able to make quite a bit of progress. About thirty minutes after I’d started there was a knock at my door.

“Who is it?”

“Jake.”

“Come in.”

He walked in, fully dressed and looking slightly abashed. “Sorry about all the noise, man. Reilly just really gets into it when we fuck.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I waved a hand. “I don’t really want to hear all the details. Or anything.”

“Yeah, I know.” He grinned a little. “Sorry again. You want me to give you a blowjob to make up for it?”

My penis twitched a little at the idea. Jake gave killer head. I thought for a few seconds and then shook my head. “No, I really gotta get back to work here.”

“Ok. Well, I’ll see you next time I wanna bang your sister,” he said with a little grin as he left my bedroom.

I rolled my eyes and got back to my homework, only to be interrupted a few minutes later by the sound of another knock on my door.
Sighing, I said, “Come in, Reilly.”

Reilly opened the door and walked in. She was wearing a short nightie that didn’t leave too much to the imagination.

“Sorry, Mike, for all the noise we were making,” she began as she sat down on my bed.

“It’s ok,” I said with a little shrug. “I remember when I was fucking Kim a few months ago and made lots of noise and pissed you off. I guess it’s just tit for tat.”

“Yeah,” she said with a little laugh. “Yeah, I remember that. That’s how I first learned you were getting laid.”

I grinned a little. “Yeah. Kim was fun in the sack.”

“I bet. Mike’s pretty fun in the sack, too.”

“Is he the only boy you’ve been fucked by?”

Reilly shook her head. “No, I’ve had three others.”

“Slut,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her.

“Jerk,” she replied, sticking her tongue back at me. “How many girls you fucked?”

“Well… three…” I said with a little grin.

“Ok… slut.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I peered down a little. “At least I’m not hanging around without any panties on.”

My sister looked down. Her nighty had ridden up enough to give me a nice little view. “Yeah, well, it’s not like it’s something you haven’t seen before.”

“True.” I’d seen Jake fucking her today, and I’d seen him fuck her a few other times, too. I’d never seen her with anyone else, though. I smiled a little. “It IS nice to look at.”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah.”

“Then you’re a pervert.” Reilly stuck her tongue out.

“You’re a pervert for letting me see it.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” She shrugged. “Do you really think it looks nice?”

“Yeah. You look really nice, Reilly. If you weren’t my sister, I’d be poppin’ you.”

“Oh, gee, thanks,” she said, rolling her eyes. “What a nice thing to say.”

I laughed. “Well, what can I say? I’m a pervert, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember.” Reilly laid back on my bed a little, her nighty riding up a bit more. “What are you doing in here anyhow?”

“Chemistry homework.”

“Oh, how fun.”

“No kidding. I would have rather been doing a whole lot of other things.”

“Like having Mike blow you?” My sister was well aware of the relationship Mike and I had. It didn’t bother her. She’d talked sometimes about watching me and him get it on, but we’d never followed up on it.

“Yeah. That would’ve been a lot of fun,” I said, sighing with regret.

“You’re so gay,” Reilly said with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah? Is that why you’re parading around here with your pussy hanging out?” I said, gesturing towards her.

“Oh, this thing?” She lifted the nightgown and spread her legs in the “fuck me” position. “What, you getting some horrible pervert ideas or something?”

I snorted. “Don’t tempt me.”

“Don’t tempt you to what?”

“Keep lying there like that and you might find out.”

I should be clear at this point that this wasn’t the first time my sister and I had flirted around like this. Usually she’d been more clothed, but once she’d been completely naked and I’d just been in my underwear. It hadn’t gone anywhere, of course, but we’d had fun flirting nevertheless.

“Oh, really…” she said in a very dry voice. “Well, maybe I’ll just have to find out.”

“Maybe you will,” was my clever retort.

“Course you won’t have the guts to do anything,” Reilly said.

“Oh, yeah? Wanna bet?”

“Ok…” She pulled her nightgown completely off and laid back in the “fuck me” position again. “Come on, then, do something.”

Shrugging, I said, “Alright.” I figured I’d put my sister in her place using a fairly harmless technique. I moved towards her, sat down on the bed and reached out with a hand, placing it right onto one of her bare breasts. I massaged it gently, circled the areola with my fingers and then lightly tweaked her nipple before leaning down and kissing it lightly. Then I got up and went back to my chair, smirking slightly.

“See?” I said, looking at her somewhat surprised face. “Told you.”

Reilly recovered quickly. Rolling her eyes at me, she said, “That wasn’t much of much.”

“Yeah, well, I never promised I’d make you cum or something. I just said you’d find out what happened if you kept giving me ideas.”

“Uh-huh… well, that wasn’t much of an idea.”

“Never said it was,” I replied, smoothly.

At this point it was still feeling like nothing more than the usual flirting my sister and I had both done since we’d become sexually active. Granted, I’d never touched her when she was naked or anything like that, but still.

“So is that the ONLY idea you had, Mike?” Reilly said, getting up and moving towards me.

“No, not really.”

“What else was there?” she asked in husky voice as she sat down on my lap, facing me.

“Oh, there was one or two other things,” I admitted.

“Such as?”

My penis was, not surprisingly, very hard and my sister was sitting in such a way so that her vagina was resting almost directly above it. I flexed as hard as I could, making my erection twitch, hoping that it would be enough for her to notice. It was.

“Oh, ho! What have we here?” she asked, poking the bulge in my jeans.

“It’s what’s called a ‘penis’,” I said in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh, really? And what do you do with it?”

“Take it out and you’ll see,” I challenged.

To my slight surprise, Reilly reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and then rather awkwardly reached into my boxers, extracting my penis and letting it spring up into the air.

“Well,” my sister said as she looked at my erection for the first time. Though I’d seen her naked many times, she’d never seen me. “Now what did you plan to do with it?”

“I don’t know if I should tell you now,” I replied, my heart beating fast.

“Oh? Why not?”

“Because I don’t think you could handle it,” I said with a smirk.

“Oh, really?”

“Really, Reilly.”

She sneered. “I can handle anything you can dish out.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

I snorted. “Then lay down on my bed and I’ll show you exactly what I plan to do with it.”

“Alright.” She got off me and laid down on my bed, legs spread wide. “I’m WAITING!”

I was dimly wondering in the back of my mind how far my sister planned to take this and how far I planned to take it. Needless to say, this was an odd situation. I was willing to go with it, though.

“So you wanna know what I plan to do with this, eh?” I said, holding my penis.

“Yep.”

“Ok.” Figuring that I’d give her a good long tease, I stood up and slowly got out of my clothes. Once I was naked I said, “Still wanna see?”

“Yep.”

Now I got down on my bed and knelt between my sister’s legs, penis sticking straight up. “What do you think my plan is?”

“I don’t know.”

“Could be anything,” I cautioned.

“I’m sure.”

“Could be this,” I let my penis drift along her thigh.

“Could be…”

“Could be this,” I said as I moved forward, poking my penis into her belly button.

“I hope it’s not that,” Reilly replied with a smile.

“Oh? What do you hope it is?”

“I don’t know… I’ll tell you when you get to it.”

“Hmmm…” I looked mock-serious. “Well… could be this,” I said as I moved down a little and poked the tip of my penis against her clitoris.

She sucked in her breath a little and nodded, “Yeah… it could be.”

My heart was really thudding at this point. Just how far WOULD I go? How far would Reilly LET me go? Taking a chance, I figured I’d try something. I poked the tip of my penis right into the entrance to my sister’s vagina. Not enough to really penetrate, just enough to let her know it was there. Then I sort of moved it around a little.

“Could be this,” I said.

“Yeah… yeah… it could be…” she managed to say, her eyes closed.

Swallowing a little, I said, “And, of course, it could also be this.” I steadied myself and very slowly pushed, watching as my fifteen-year-old penis sank slowly down into my little sister’s thirteen-year-old vagina. I pushed it all the way inside her and held it there.

“Oh… oh, yeah… oh….” She obviously liked that.

Struggling hard to control myself and thinking, “Jesus! I’m actually fucking my little sister!” She was tighter than most girls I’d fucked and really, really wet. I held steady and said, “Of course… there’s no way it could be this…”

“Why not…?” Reilly whispered.

“Because.” I very reluctantly and very slowly withdrew my penis from Reilly’s vagina. “Since you’re my sister, I can’t do anything nearly so naughty as that with you.” I grinned down at her, knowing I’d won.

“Oh… you… you jerk…” Reilly said as she sat herself up. “Oh, you total jerk.”

“Yep!” I stood up and moved back to my chair, sitting down and facing her, my penis still throbbing.

“Oh, I hate you,” she said.

“Oh, you mean you didn’t want me to stop?” I said in tones of great innocence.

I could see in my sister’s eyes a little battle being fought. Her desire to get fucked warring with her desire to make me look bad. Finally the lust won.

“Well… it wasn’t THAT bad,” she admitted.

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. I mean, if you want to, you can keep doing it.”

“Oh, can I?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know if I really want to, though,” I said.

“Oh, I know you do.”

“Yeah? How do you know?”

“Because if you don’t want to, you won’t let me do this.” Reilly stood up and walked over to the chair. She straddled me again, just as she had before, but this time positioned herself so that her vagina sank down around my penis.

I let out a little breath of pleasure and pushed my penis deeper into my sister. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right.”

Reilly began ridding me as best as she could, but it was more than a little awkward fucking in my chair. Finally she said, “Let’s get on the bed.”

“Ok.”

My sister got off me and lay down on my bed. I got onto the bed with her, lowered myself down on top of her naked body and slowly, easily slipped my penis back into her waiting vagina. Once inside her I started fucking slowly, steadily, giving her as much pleasure as I could.

“Oh, yes,” Reilly whispered. She moved her hands down to cup my ass as I pumped her. “Oh, god, yes, Mike… fuck me… fuck me…”

Doing my best to ignore my sister’s cries (I didn’t want to cum too soon), I just kept fucking her at a good, steady rate. Then something crossed my mind.

“Reilly…?”

“Yeah…?”

“Are you… on the Pill…?”

“No… Jake always just… takes it out when… he cums…”

Much as I really, really loved the bare skin to bare skin sensation of having my penis inside my sister’s vagina, I knew it would be a bad idea to get any sperm in her. I’d already gotten one girl pregnant. She miscarried, thank goodness, but I didn’t want to go through that again. I slowly pulled out of Reilly and reached over to my nightstand.

“What are you doing?” she asked, watching me.

I pulled out a condom and unwrapped it, rolling it down around my penis. “Just being careful.”

“Oh… ok.”

Once the condom was snuggly on, I repositioned myself and slid back into my sister. It didn’t feel as good physically now, but it did feel better emotionally. Now our sex was just pure pleasure with no risk of pregnancy. THAT was much nicer!

I fucked my sister good and hard for a couple minutes in the missionary position, feeling the good sensations increase with each thrust. One nice thing about the condom was that it was delaying my orgasm. Without it I would have spurted long ago.

But it couldn’t delay it forever. Gasping and moaning with pleasure I buried my face in my sister’s shoulder as my penis began to convulse inside her wonderfully wet and tight young vagina, filling the condom with my sperm. It wasn’t the best orgasm I’d ever had, but it was damn close.

I held myself like that for about a minute before I finally pulled out of my sister’s vagina. I took the condom off my penis, tied it off and tossed it into the trash can before falling back onto the bed next to Reilly. We stared at each other for a few seconds and then started giggling like maniacs.

The way these stories normally go, my sister and I would start fucking regularly, forgoing all others and having a hell of a time together. Well, in reality we only had sex a few more times. The last time we did it, we didn’t have any condoms. We were both horny and fucked anyhow, but I wasn’t able to pull out in time and wound up cumming inside her. We both freaked and had a very tense time waiting to find out if she was pregnant. Thankfully she wasn’t, but it was still nerve-wracking, so we never did it again after that.

I still think fondly of those times we fucked. Now I’m married and have three kids, two of whom are teenagers. I wonder, sometimes in the dark of the night, if they’ll end up having a relationship with each other like my sister and I did.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. All rights reserved on planet Earth. If you live in Mars, well… go ahead and copy it.

So this was another true story. This one was told to me by an older man I met at my job. He and I go into talking about things in between takes and ended up discussing sex and our first times and stuff. Eventually I told him about how I lost my virginity to my sister and he told me about this. He showed me pictures of his sister and she’s still pretty damn fine! He also showed me pictures of his two teenage kids and, well, suffice to say that if they ARE fucking, they’re both damn lucky.
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 fewer 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.
Also I’d REALLY like to see what sort of artists you all can be! Think you got the chops to illustrate one of my stories? Send along some samples and we’ll see what we can do! Either 3-D CGI pics, hentai style drawings or just standard drawings are more than welcome. I’m starting up a website, finally, and I’d like to have a gallery of art made by my fans.
Send any and all feedback or requests for my FAQ about me to jasoncrowwriter@hotmail.com (replaced Alex’ address which is no longer in use -JC-) ! Thanks muchly and I hope to hear from you soon! ^_^

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