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Subject: Collected Tales
Author: Edited by Methuselah
Original Reposter's note:
This is a story by Eric Shon, originally posted to alt.sex.incest
Please send comments to <ericshon@aol.com>
-- CJ
COUSIN'S DELIGHT PT 1
ericshon@aol.com (Eric Shon)
Date: 1997/08/18
Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest
I finally finished part 5! Reposting the whole thing (pts. 1-5).
Let me know what you think...
This is a work of fiction. It's dirty. If you shouldn't be
reading this type of story, or you already know you'll be
offended...or if you even THINK you MIGHT be offended,
sign off and go watch TV.
Cousin's Delight
By Eric Shon
Part 1
It was a typical midwestern August day...sunny and
hot. I had just turned 15 two weeks before, and thought at
the time that I had grown out of the annual family trip to
Lake Wetauga. It had seemed for the last two years that I
had grown out of everything. My parents annoyed me, my
younger sister, 12 at the time, couldn't breathe without
making me want to drive a nail through my head, and it
seemed all my baby brother, 7, could do was whine and cry.
I had fought to stay home this weekend, but my
father, tired of hearing my mother trying to cajole me into
wanting to go, finally said, "You're going whether you want
to or not...and you'll like it!" Yeah, right.
Every year the trip was the same thing. Rain or
shine we packed up Dad's Suburban, headed out around
7:00 in the morning, drove for what seemed like a thousand
miles to Sonoma Beach (I always thought it sounded like an
old Italian guy swearing!) on Lake Wetauga. Of course, the
next year, when my father convinced me to make the trip by
letting me get behind the wheel, my first adventure with my
new driver's license, the drive turned out to be only about
two hours. Too short!
Anyway, we always signed out one of the picnic
pavilions that stood about 50 yards from the water, and met
my Dad's two sisters and their families, and we'd sit around
and talk, grill dogs and burgers, splash and play in the
water, play volleyball, roast marshmallows, and then say our
goodbyes until Christmas, and then we'd all head home. By
the ripe old age of 15, I had grown tired of the ritual, and
since I had been forced to come out, I adopted the attitude
that day that I would make my parents sorry they made me
come.
We arrived, and my Dad made sure I carried
something to the pavilion. I set the cooler down without
saying a word, but my Aunt Linda said, "Hi, J! Happy
belated birthday!" She sized up my tank-top and baggy
trunks clad body and said, "Gosh! You've grown so MUCH
since last year! And look at those MUSCLES!" I had gone
out for freshman wrestling that previous year. I got my ass
kicked every match, but the coach kept pushing me to
practice hard. So, by the Summer I was pretty toned up,
but really gangly. Whenever I look at pictures of me from
that time, I just look like all arms and legs, with little
patches of virgin hair popping out all over. So, even though
she made a comment about my muscles, I still felt she was
kind of making fun of me. And that just helped my attitude
along...
Then she said, "Carol and Tina are already in the
water. Go say Hi." Since my Dad was approaching, and no
doubt going to tell me I carried the cooler the wrong way, I
made for the beach.
As I walked slowly, Bethy and Tyler, my sister and
brother, raced past me and into the water as far as they
could go before it was too deep for them to run, and they
both tripped headlong into the lake. They both resurfaced,
sputtering and laughing, and Carol and Tina swam toward
them. In the water I couldn't tell my two cousins apart.
They both had brown hair, and both were in the water up to
their necks. Carol was 14, Christina 12, the same age as
Bethy. I kicked off my shoes and curled my toes in the wet
sand. They called to me. "Come on out, J." My name is
John...another stupid thing my parents did, giving me a
name owned by 44% of the men in this country. So I
shucked it in the 7th grade and made all my friends call me
J. So by the age of 15, and even still today, the only people
who call me John are my parents and my brother and sister.
I said, "Nah, that's OK. I don't feel like swimming."
Truth is, at the time our families got together so
infrequently that the gatherings were very awkward for me.
These people were family, but I felt like I was meeting them
for the first time every time. I didn't feel like getting re-re-
acquainted again.
Then Carol said, "We're gonna come get you!!" I
just shook my head. Then I could see her talking to Bethy
and Tyler, and then all four of them fanned out and moved
toward me. I just rolled my eyes and dared them to try. I
sat on the log that lay there, and waited for them to come
after me. My siblings fanned out farthest away from me,
then next closest was Tina, and closest was Carol. Two
years earlier, as the day ended, Carol tried to kiss me. Well,
she DID kiss me. It was supposed to be a goodbye kiss, but
she smashed her lips against mine and nearly broke my nose,
and held on for about 10 seconds. She was 12, I was 13,
and the family all thought it was a hoot. I was embarrassed
to hell, but I was keenly aware that my cousin had a crush
on me. The next year I didn't let her get near me. And now
she was approaching again. Of course, now I was equipped
with some slippery wrestling moves, so if she tried to grab
me, I would be very elusive!
So I stood there, trying to look cool and tough,
grown-up and indifferent. When Carol got to the sand bar
and stepped up out of the deeper water, my eyes almost fell
out of my head! She was wearing a red bikini that, wet,
clung very tightly to her young body and left nothing to the
imagination! To this day I don't see how it is physically
possible for a flat-chested, no-hip girl of 13 to develop into
the full-chested, shapely bikini model she had become at 14!
There was bounce and jiggle in her breasts that a 24 year-
old would envy! As she approached, I could see her nipples
hardening as the cool air hit the bikini fabric, and as the
soaked fabric of her bikini bottoms clung tight, I could
make out the intricate pattern of hairs on her pussy. I was
mezmerized by the hard points of her nipples bouncing and
jiggling against the wet bra, and I didn't notice she had
gotten within reach until she said, "Hey, Stupid!" and
grabbed my arm. Conditioned in wrestling for just such a
move, I instinctively countered her move by diverting her
arm around in front of her, turning her back to me, and
engaging her in a half nelson. I did all this without really
thinking about it, and suddenly, with a surprised "HEY"
escaping her lips as she was twirled around, her back was
against my chest, I was looking down the front of her body
and onto those amazing tits, and her butt was mashed up
against my crotch. She had to have noticed my cock against
her ass cheeks. I have the kind of hard-on that sticks out
rather than up, and it had reached full hardness within about
four seconds! When her ass bumped into me, I felt it poke
her for a brief moment, and then bend upward, flattening
against my lower belly.
Completely at a disadvantage, she playfully said,
"Gotcha now!" and squirmed to get free, which resulted in
her ass grinding exquisitely against my cock! I was afraid
she was going to notice it, and that she would freak out
about it, so I turned her loose and sprinted for the water,
stripping off my tank top along the way.
She and Tina chased after me, but Tyler and Bethy
went back to the pavilion for snacks or something. Aunt
Linda had a pool at her home, so the girls had always been
very good swimmers. I, on the other hand, was a
wrestler...and not really very good at that. So both Tina
and Carol caught up to me very quickly, trying to splash me
and dunk me. Tina stayed beyond my reach, preferring only
to splash me with as much water as possible, but Carol kept
coming in and climbing onto my shoulders, trying to force
my head under water, but each time I countered her, and
she wound up going under. One time I flipped her over my
head and caught her in my arms, cradling her just on top of
the water. One hand was under her legs, but the other was
just under her armpit, my fingers resting on the side of her
breast. It was amazing to look down at her in my arms,
knowing my fingers were RIGHT THERE! Suddenly she
wrapped her arms around my neck and flexed her stomach
muscles up like a gymnast, and pulled my head down in
another attempt to dunk me. My face hit high on her belly,
with my cheek and ear pressed tightly against a breast. My
hard-on raged the entire time we wrestled in the water, so
when I countered her latest move, by pulling my hand out
from under her back and forcing her head into the water,
she released my neck. Her body was pressed against mine
as she slid down the entire length of my body. Under water
her face, breasts, then her belly, then her pussy all brushed
against my rigid cock. She stayed under water for a few
seconds, and the thought flashed through my mind very
quickly: I was going to jerk off like a maniac that night!
She came out of the water coughing and sputtering,
with snot running out of her nose. "Are you all right?" I
asked.
She pressed her hair back on her head and nodded.
"You surprised me with your...er, with that move," she said
without looking directly at me.
"Hey, let's take a break," I said as I swam back
toward the far end of the beach where the boulders were.
She climbed out of the water onto one of the
boulders with a little help from me. I stood in the shallow
water, leaning against her boulder. We made small talk,
asking each other about favorite songs on the radio, trading
stories about the evil teachers we had at school. She was
sitting with her knees up to her chest with her arms around
her knees. After a few minutes she shifted, leaning back a
little and unfolding and refolding her legs to sit indian style.
The move placed her knee right by my face, and gave me a
straight shot to her crotch. I tried not to look because in
the swim over to the boulder my hard-on had subsided. But
I was 15, and there was a 14 year-old female crotch on
display less than two feet away! And when I did steal a
glance, it became a stare. The fabric of her bikini bottoms
had slid off her butt cheek and lodged in the crack of her
ass, and the legband had pulled away juuuuust a little, but
enough that I could see darkness, and a couple wisps of
pubic hair peeking out! I swear I could hear the sound like
that of an inflated balloon being stretched and twisted as the
blood returned to my dick instantly, tenting out the front of
my trunks before I could take a breath!
I cleared my throat and sat down, bringing the water
up to my navel, and hiding my pre-dick-ament. The small
talk continued, and she asked me if I had a girlfriend. I
hadn't even been out on a date yet, but I didn't want to
admit that to her, so I lied. "Yah."
"What's her name?"
My heart skipped a beat as I fished for a name,
"Andrea Pierce," I blurted out, giving her the name of the
girl that EVERY guy at my high school wanted to fuck.
"Is she real pretty?"
"Yah." No lie there!
Carol paused for a moment. "You ever make out?"
OK, so I'll go to hell... "Yup."
"You ever feel her titties?" Carol's eyes were
glowing.
If I hadn't been staring off and on at her tits, I'd have
sworn I was talking to a teenage guy! To try to break this
question and answer phase, I tried, "Yah, I've done it all."
Please stop asking me questions, now." But my prayer
wasn't answered.
She leaned forward, whispering now. "Really?!
What's it like?"
OK, NOW I was in WAY over my head! "Ummm,
great. It's real cool. Awesome."
"Does she like it?"
OK, now my fictional prowess was being
questioned. "Of course! When I'm home she can't keep her
hands off me. My parents almost caught us once!"
"Really." She seemed disinterested, and I began to
think she no longer believed me. Why didn't I just say No
to her first question? "Does she..." Carol swallowed and
sorta looked around, "...does she ...suck your...thingie?"
My eyes widened. I nodded, this time unable to
perpetuate the lie with my lips.
"How does she do it?"
OH GOD! NOW WHAT DO I SAY?! I should
have just said No the first time, and borne the shame of
being a virgin at 15...Oh, the humiliation! But no, I had to
be the tough guy. I had to be cool. I had to have...the
ATTITUDE. I wanted to be bad, today, right? So what
better way than to corrupt my innocent cousin's mind? I
tried to recall every Forum letter I ever read in my friend
Kenny's Dad's Penthouse collection that discussed the fine
art of sucking cock. I took a deep breath. I had to sound
like I knew what I was talking about. Had to talk tough.
"Um... well... First she sorta licks it. I like her to lick just
under the head, cuz that's where it feels the best," (I knew at
least that much just from jerking off!). "Then she puts it in
her mouth and sucks on it and licks on it, and she sorta
bounces her head up and down on it until I come." Oh,
yeah. Straight to hell. In a hand-basket!
When I looked at Carol again, her cheeks were
flushed and her breathing had changed. She had been
staring off onto the lake, but came back a few seconds after
I finished. "Does stuff really shoot out of it?"
OK. Something I actually KNOW. "Yes."
"What's that feel like?"
Another truth I could tell! "It's great! I could do it
all day if I had the chance!"
"No," she said. "The STUFF! What does the stuff
feel like?"
"Oh. Well, it's warm and sticky and..." She cut me
off.
"There's a boy at school that likes me, but I wanted
to find out about it before I..."
"Kids!! Hot dogs are done! Come on!" It was
Aunt Linda calling from down the beach. And then Tina
appeared on the boulder, behind Carol.
"Let's go! Food!" I made sure Carol got up first and was several
steps ahead of me before I got out of the water. As quickly as I could, I
reached down into my trunks and pulled my swollen prick up into the
waistband to hide it. Fortunately everyone was formed around the grill
waiting for their hot dogs, their buns in hand, for walking behind
Carol, her buns swaying back and forth five steps ahead of me, did nothing
to quiet the rage going on in my trunks! Everyone was looking at their
hot dog, so nobody noticed my sausage! I "wasn't hungry" until the
hard-on was gone.
Man, was I going to jerk off that night!!
Subject: REPOST: COUSIN'S DELIGHT PT 2
From: ericshon@aol.com (Eric Shon)
Cousin's Delight
by Eric Shon
Part 2
I spent the rest of the day up at Lake Wetauga
sort of following around my suddenly sexy cousin. We
played volleyball with my parents and her parents, and
my Dad's other sister and her husband. She was the
youngest in his family, and had only recently had a baby,
which was in a baby seat in the pavilion, sleeping. The
smaller kids, as always, wanted to play, but only messed
up the game whenever the ball came to them. Of course,
whenever the ball came to me, I messed up the game
because I was too busy staring at Carol's ass bouncing
around in her bikini. Fortunately for me I had grown
somewhat accustomed to the sight, so I could derive
pleasure from it without sporting wood. When Aunt
Kathy's baby woke up, the game totally fell apart as
everyone went to hover around her. Carol and I just sort
of volleyed the ball back and forth over the net for a
while until she decided she wanted to go back in the
water.
Naturally I followed her. We waded into the
water, talking small talk, and I was both afraid and
hopeful that she would ask me more questions about
blowjobs.
She jumped track as soon as she felt safely out of
earshot of anybody up the beach. "So, does
your...penis...really get long and stiff and hard?" Forget
the small talk, get right to the point!!
I tried to hide my shock at the question, and
simply said, "Yes it does." I felt strangely like I was
teaching a physiology class.
"I think I felt yours when we were playing in the
water."
I nearly fell into the water as my heart slipped out
of my chest and bounced around a couple of times. She
HAD noticed! I stammered, "Nah, um, no."
"Did I make it do that?" she asked, without even
hesitating for an instant, a slight smile playing across her
lips.
I was still struggling with her first question when
this one hit me square in the chest. Just then we heard
splashing behind us.
"Hey guys! The water's nice!" It was my Mom.
Carol turned around and said, "Hi Aunt Ellen!"
and started walking back toward her.
My Mom looked at me and said, "So I see you're
not having such a bad time after all, huh?" I shrugged
my shoulders. Mom smiled and said, "It looks like you
two have finally found something to talk about." And
then, looking at me, she said, "Or is it YOU that has the
crush this year!"
"Mo-om!" I shouted, thoroughly embarrassed.
"Oh, stop!" she said. "It was so cute watching
Carol follow you all around the lake last year." I rolled
my eyes at her specifically because I knew it made her
crazy. "Oh, stop, you big baby!" And she leapt forward,
trying to dunk me, and I dodged and grabbed her arms
and easily dunked her instead. I was so embarrassed I
entertained the thought of drowning her, but I figured
that might make my Dad a little angry, so I let it pass. I
let her up, and she stood with a half-dazed look on her
face. "I guess THOSE days are over! My little baby's
growing up!"
Mom stayed and chatted with us, mainly with
Carol, but I stayed out there stealing glances at Carol's
tits.
Before long my Dad was packing up the
Suburban, and suddenly I didn't want this day to end. I
had spent the whole day with Carol, and Bethy and Tyler
were inseparable from Tina. Then I heard my Aunt
Linda's husband, Don, say to my Dad, "You know,
Steve, with my promotion this year I got a third week of
vacation. I'm not doing anything this week, and the kids
seem to be getting along so nicely...why not let Johnny
and Bethy and Tyler come spend the week with us?"
"I don't know, Don." Dad replied. They're a
handful, and they didn't bring any extra clothes with
them."
"That's OK. Johnny can wear some of my old
stuff, Bethy can wear Tina's clothes...they'd be swapping
them anyway! And Tyler, well he'll probably spend all
his time in the pool, so all he'll need is his trunks!! If he
needs anything else, we'll just buy it. Come on, Steve.
It's only a week."
Dad looked at Mom, and she just gave him the
"it's fine with me if it's fine with you" look. Bethy and
Tyler were screaming, "Yeah Dad!! I wanna go! Let us
go! We'll be good..." and on and on.
Dad looked at me. "John?" I tried to give as
indifferent a nod as I could without betraying my
excitement. A whole week looking at Carol's tits and
ass! My dick was already getting hard at the thought.
"All right, Johnny!" I hated 'Johnny' worse than I
hated 'John.' "Feel like learning the game of golf this
week, kid?"
I feigned enthusiasm for the world's most boring
game. "Cool!"
All the vehicles were loaded up, and my parents
were giving us all good-bye hugs and kisses. I climbed
into the farthest back seat in Uncle Don's Dodge van and
was not entirely surprised to see Carol heading back
there with me. We sat and waited for the adults to stop
prolonging the departure, but they had to hammer out the
details for getting us back home at the end of the week.
As The Suburban pulled away, it was a strange sight,
seeing both my parents together in the front seat, and
nobody else with them It seemed there was always one
of us kids with either or both of them at some time or
another. I wondered what they were going to do all
alone for a week without us kids around!
It was an even longer drive to Uncle Don's and
Aunt Linda's house; about three hours. Tyler and Tina
and Bethy occupied the middle seat and were trading
jokes with Aunt Linda. Carol, beside me, was nodding
off within a half-hour. With the few minutes of
remaining daylight making it through the window, I got
as much of an eyeful as I could get of Carol's tanned legs
and the tops of her breasts, all that was revealed by the
beach robe she had put on. An hour into the trip the
three younger kids were zonked out, and Carol had
finally let sleep overtake her, too, and her head had come
to rest on my shoulder. I liked this, so I tried to remain
still so that she wouldn't sit back up or lean to the other
side. I had started feeling drowsy myself, but then Carol
shifted, making me alert again. She grunted and sat up,
turned her body toward me and rested against me, this
time pressing one breast into my arm, and resting her
cheek on my bare shoulder. Then her arm fell to my
chest, her hand splayed across my solar plexus. With
each bump in the road, her hand slid down another inch
until it was resting against my abdomen, her thumb
covering my navel.
Carol shifted again, pushing with the hand resting
on my belly, and it just slid down right over my cock,
which immediately started filling with blood, and was
soon up to it's swollen capacity, right underneath her
hand! I was half-ready to gently remove it, but the other
half wanted her hand there. The other half won, and I
just sat there, hard-on throbbing, looking at her hand in
the twilight, resting on my cock. I felt her hand move a
little, and then felt a slight squeeze. Then she raised her
head up and looked down at my lap, and said, "Oh my
goodness!" She looked into my eyes as she gripped my
prick through the thin material of my trunks. "It's so
hard and warm, J!"
As she squeezed, I could only gasp and grunt. I
was also afraid that her parents could hear us, even
though they were all the way up front and had the radio
on.
Then, before I even had a chance to protest,
Carol said, "I gotta see it!" and pulled the waistband of
my trunks out and down. "Ohhh! WOW!!" she gasped
as it stood, free of the constricting trunks. She released
the waistband of the trunks, which snapped painfully
against the base of my cock. As I winced, she said, "Oh!
I'm sorry!" slid her hand under the waistband, gripped the
base, and began rubbing to soothe the pain.
Her fingers scraped across the top of my balls,
and she said, "Hey..." She sat up fully, pulled the
waistband out further, and cupped my balls. "That feels
nice!" she breathed as she gently squeezed them.
At that I threw my head back and whimpered.
She looked up at me and said, 'Want me to suck it like
your girlfriend?"
I whimpered another "HUHH?!" shaking my
head, but she only smiled, a look of innocent wild
wonder in her eyes.
"I want to suck it!" And she lowered her head to
my lap. "Like this?" She stuck her tongue out and ran it
up the underside of my dick, stopping just at the cleavage
of the head. I could feel the cool air in the van against
the wet trail her tongue left.
I shook my head violently, certain that we'd be
caught. She saw me and said, "No? How about this?"
And she opened her mouth just enough to let my dick
slide in. When the rim around my dick head passed her
lips she stopped, and then she began sucking. I felt the
pre-cum escape as it was suctioned out, and my hips
bucked involuntarily, driving another inch of me into her
mouth.
Again I shook my head. If Uncle Don caught us,
my Dad would ground me until I finished college...that is
if Uncle Don didn't KILL me!
Carol looked up at me and said, "Still no? Damn!
I did just what you said your girlfriend does. How about
this?" She returned her mouth to my cock, and this time
she engulfed the head in her mouth and began bobbing
her head up and down, all the while sucking the life out
of me.
"OHGODYES!" I don't remember formulating
the words. They just came out of my mouth in a sharp
hiss. To Carol that was the approval she was looking
for, so she doubled her efforts, sucking and stroking my
dick in her mouth in a frenzy. My eyeballs rolled 180
degrees back in their sockets as my dick for the first time
received attention from something other than my own
hands!
By this point I didn't care if we were caught by
Uncle Don, Aunt Linda, Dad, Mom, the Reverend Billy
Graham, the Pope, or Father Time. My hand came to
rest on Carol's back and I started pistoning my hips,
driving my cock into and out of her mouth. In all the
fantasies I had had up to that point about blowjobs, I
never imagined the sound of someone's lips slurping
around the shaft. It seemed to echo throughout the
confines of the van, but her parents were oblivious to the
sound.
Carol pulled her head up with a slight pop off of
my dick, and said, "When does your stuff shoot out?"
All I could muster was "Real soon!" and I
grabbed the back of her head. But she needed no help.
She eagerly gobbled me right back up and resumed her
pace.
I felt the expansion behind my testicles begin. It
was still a new sensation to me then, as I had only first
felt it a year and a half before while in the shower,
soaping myself up and realizing that the action along my
swollen penis felt REALLY good, and then realizing I
couldn't really stop my hand from stroking until BAM!! I
was hosing off the shower curtain!
My cock felt like it was expanding against Carol's
lips, and my hips broke from their frantic rhythm and
started undulating up and down in much slower strokes.
I don't know if it was instinct, or just that she felt a need
to hold on to something, but Carol caressed my balls, and
then gave them a gentle squeeze...and that sent me over
the edge. My hips locked in the up position, my chin
drove down into my chest, and my hands flew to Carol's
back and head. I felt the first spurt launch from
somewhere around my toes, and I screamed. "AHK!
GODDD! AUGH! OH! JEEZES!"
The spunk, pent up from a full day of teasing,
crotch peeks, and dirty talk, hit Carol directly in the back
of the throat. Her eyes widened and she pulled her head
off of my cock so she could watch me come. The second
spurt launched just as her lips cleared the end of my
penis, and ricocheted off of her lips and cheek, which
elicited a loud cackle from Carol. The third and fourth
spurts arced into the air, landing on her tits, my belly and
thighs, and on the seat-back in front of us.
Aunt Linda called out from the co-pilot's chair,
"Carol, quit bothering J, now, hon."
The rest of the cum came out in little spurts and
then dribbles that ran down my cock and formed a
puddle at the base. Carol smacked her lips and said,
"That tastes weird." And then she wrapped her mouth
around my cock again and cleaned the cum off of it.
Carol sat up and looked deeply into my eyes and
said, "I liked that. Did you?"
I could neither nod nor shake my head because of
the mixed emotions I was feeling. Most of all, I had
enjoyed it immensely. But very clear in my mind was
that Uncle Don would probably dismantle me with an ax
if he found out what had just gone on between his
daughter and his nephew only ten feet behind his back!
So in response to Carol's question, I merely closed my
eyes and laid my head back.
It struck me as odd that, as I lay back, the closing
strains of a Rolling Stones song beat quietly from the
radio: "Yo! Yo! You'd make a dead man come!" The
song had already been half over when Carol first ran her
tongue up the length of my cock. The whole encounter
had lasted less than 90 seconds! To this day, when I hear
"Start Me Up," my dick gets hard.
Carol snuggled against me, her head in the crook
of my shoulder, and her hand wrapped snugly around my
penis. We slept that way until Uncle Don opened the
sliding door on the side of the van. We were parked in
their driveway. Thanks to the middle seat and an
obnoxious, crabby Tyler, Carol was able to slip her hand
unnoticed from inside my trunks.
We unpacked the van, and my siblings and I
spread out on the living room floor for the night. I lay
there for about an hour reflecting on the events of the
previous two hours and I realized that I didn't feel the
need to jerk off after all!
This was going to be an interesting week.
Subject: REPOST: COUSIN'S DELIGHT PT 3
From: ericshon@aol.com (Eric Shon)
Cousin's Delight
Part 3
by Eric Shon
The following morning I was woken up by Aunt Linda's voice: "Hey,
you sleepy-heads! Time for breakfast!" By the time Bethy, Tyler and I
got to the table it was already after 11:00, and by the tousled look of
everyone there, no one had gone to church this morning, having preferred
to sleep in. The spirited activity of the previous day at Lake Wetauga
had taken its toll on everyone...lopsided hair, little crusties in
everyone's eyes, and in everyone's face a general look of relaxation from
a good night's sleep.
During breakfast, and throughout the day, I kept stealing glances at
Carol to see if she would acknowledge our own little activity in the back
of Uncle Don's van the night before, but I never managed to make
significant eye contact with her. However, after a few minutes at the
table I found something to distract me from Carol's eyes.
Uncle Don and Aunt Linda, like my parents, kept a pretty informal
family atmosphere. I had been to friends' homes where it seemed like
their parents never had any fun, nor did they allow their kids to have
any. Meal times were somber occasions and, for me, very uncomfortable
whenever I was at their homes. But not here. Aunt Linda was an excellent
cook (and so was Uncle Don, for that matter, as I later learned), and she
didn't seem as concerned with manners as she did her family enjoying
themselves as they ate. So breakfast was an informal affair, what with
everybody still in their pajamas or their sleepwear. Bethy and Tyler were
in the clothes they arrived in last night, I was still in my cum-stained
trunks (I was hoping no one would notice...), and Tina and Carol were in
knee-length night shirts. Uncle Don wore a t-shirt and a pair of jogging
shorts, and Aunt Linda wore silk pajama tops with cut-off sweat pants.
It was here that I discovered a little secret. I stood to reach for
a couple of pancakes when Aunt Linda, who had just dropped a couple onto
Tyler's plate, said, "I'll get it, John."
"Thanks," I said, and stood there holding my plate out. Aunt Linda
leaned over, reaching for the pancakes when I noticed how loosely her
pajama top fit her. And when she speared the cakes, I could see the swell
of her breast, and how it sort of jiggled whenever she moved.
She plopped a stack of three cakes onto my plate and said, "That OK?"
I hesitated for a moment, darting my eyes away from her chest, and
said, "Um...no."
"More? OK." And she leaned back over. I leaned in a little, and a
little toward her, a pretense to helping make her work a little less
difficult, but actually to afford myself a better view down her top. I
got as far as her tan-line, but she stood back up before I got any
further. "How's that?" she asked as she plopped two more cakes on top of
the others on my plate.
"More," I said. I could feel my heart in my throat. I was keenly
aware that anybody might figure out what I was trying to do. And I toyed
with the thought of quitting because I could feel the surge of blood
through my cock, and then everybody would notice!
"Jeez, you're hungry!" She leaned again, I leaned more. I felt
myself raise up on my toes, hoping to get a further downward angle down
her jammies. It was the right idea. I leaned in far enough to where I
saw the upward tilt of the bottom of her breast, and the downward slope of
the top of her breast as they approached each other, but her top wasn't
loose enough to allow me a view of her nipple. My mind played connect the
dots, and I could imagine what it looked like, exactly right where it was,
but she stood up again and dropped two more cakes onto my plate. "I think
that's enough, young man," she said sternly. My heart caught in my
throat. I was caught! I was certain of it! "You'd better see if you can
eat those before I put any more on your plate. I've got to feed everyone
else, you know!" I looked down to the stack of 7 pancakes on my plate.
"OK," I said. "Pass the syrup?" I watched her pajama top as she
served the rest of the family, and I tried to come up with a good reason
for standing up again, but every reason sounded stupid. But then, when
she sat down she tugged at the tails of her pajama top, which flattened it
against her breasts, the silk material highlighting and outlining her
nipples pressing against it from the other side. They were erect! Did
she know what I was doing? Do girls' nipples get hard like a boy's penis
when aroused? Because I wanted it to be, I decided the answer was yes,
and under the table there sprouted a handsome woodie. I just ate and ate
til that thing died, which didn't happen until I had polished off a second
helping of four pancakes and everyone except Uncle Don (was he hiding a
boner, too?) had finished, and Aunt Linda cleared the dishes and went to
the kitchen.
It was a lazy Sunday, and we all just lay around the house watching
TV, and trading stories about my mom and dad. Aunt Linda was a great
source of information about my father and some of the stupid things he did
as a kid. During one of these stories I discovered that Carol's
nightshirt was just as loose her Mom's pajama top. We were all sitting on
the floor. Aunt Linda was hugging a pillow, so there was no chance to see
anything. And then Carol spun around from sitting Indian style to lying
on her belly, propped up on her elbows. I got a great view of her ample
14-year-old cleavage, and nature took over...or at least the darker side
of my nature!
I grabbed Tyler and began to wrestle with him in one of the rare
moments of sibling comaraderie I showed him during my teen years. I
rolled him over on top of me and let him straddle my chest for a few
minutes, tickling him, and then I let him go, pretending that something
Aunt Linda said caught my attention. I rolled over onto my belly in the
same position as Carol, and right next to her. She still hadn't shown me
any acknowledgement of the fact that she had quite thoroughly sucked me
off the night before, a mere 10 feet behind her parents' backs, in the
rear seat of Uncle Don's van, a first for me, and, I assumed, for her as
well!
Propped on her elbows, Carol's tits were pressed against her arms, so
I didn't have a view of them, either. Attention was wavering from Aunt
Linda's stories, and the pow-wow began to break up. Aunt Carol stood up
and tossed the pillow to the sofa, and went to the kitchen. I got up and
squatted on my knees. I was getting frustrated, now. But then my baby
brother did something for which I'll love him forever. He started
wrestling with Carol! Just like he had with me, only he climbed on her
back (oh, if ONLY!) and wrapped his arms under her chin. She dropped her
chest to the floor and rolled over, pinning him beneath her. Then she got
up on all fours and proceeded to tickle him mercilessly, which is what he
wanted in the first place. And there it was! As she knelt over him, both
breasts came into unobstructed view as her nightshirt fell away! Tyler's
laughter was drowned out by the rush of blood past my ears on its way to
my rapidly swelling cock! My vision seemed to become dynamic, like I had
a zoom lens on each eyeball. Each breast was a pleasant round shape that
came to a perfect pink point, like the back end of a balloon. They
jiggled and shuddered with each murderous tickle she applied to my baby
brother. He cried, "Stop! Stop!" and her instincts told her, correctly,
that he was about to wet his pants if she didn't stop. As he lay there,
gleefully whimpering in recovery from Carol's tortuous tickling, she
looked up at me, her breasts still on display. Her eyes briefly met mine,
but shifted to the stretched fabric of my trunks as my cock made itself
into an imaginary tentpole. Her eyes sparkled as a naughty smile broke
across her lips.
By dinner time the only person dressed for the world was Aunt Linda
as she headed out the door to get some dinner. The rest of us were still
dressed in what we slept in the night before.
"Dad's in the den doing the bills," she said to Carol. "I'll be back
in about a half-hour."
"OK, Mom," Carol said. Her eyes slid toward me and there was a
devilish smirk just under the surface. My heart skipped and I felt my
face flush at the thought of what we might do in the next 30 minutes!!
But with her father here? It was one thing to do it at the rear of the
van while he was busy behind the wheel, but to try it when he could walk
in at any moment would be suicide!
Bethy and Tina rocketed upstairs with the word "Barbie" mentioned
several times, and Tyler followed, leaving Carol and me in the living
room. We looked at each other for a few seconds, and then she said, "What
do you want to do?"
I wanted to lift her shirt over her head and dive into her, that's
what I wanted to do! "I don't know. What do YOU want to do?"
"Let's see if there's anything on cable," she said as she brandished
the remote and fired off a shot at the TV. There wasn't. She flipped
through the channels a couple of times, and finally settled on MTV (back
when they used to play music videos). She sat in Aunt Linda's rocking
chair, which left me to the couch, and she watched me looking at her. She
looked at me like she was wondering what I was thinking. Afraid I might
give that away, I turned to watch the new Genesis video. It was the one
with all those puppets that looked like world leaders of the
time...Reagan, Gorbachev, Khaddafy... When it was over I turned to her.
"I wish they'd stop making vid..." My tongue almost fell off. While I
had my head turned away she had propped one foot on the chair, tucked it
against her bottom, with her knee against her chest and her nightshirt
stretched over her knee. So when I turned to her , exposed to me was her
entire body from her toes to just above her navel! Also exposed to me was
the fact that she wasn't wearing panties!
"What?" she asked me, since I hadn't finished my statement.
With my eyes locked on her virgin vagina, covered in wisps of golden
brown hair, I couldn't find any words to say. "I said... um I was gonn...
Who's your cable...."
"Are you looking at my pussy, J?" My eyes darted up to hers, then
back to her pussy, and again back up to her eyes. I nodded.
"Last night when I sucked on your penis," she whispered, "my pussy
started to get all wet and sticky inside." Her arms disappeared into the
armholes of her nightshirt. "And it started to feel really nice and
tingly." Her hands appeared inside her nightshirt. "The only other time
it ever feels like that is when I rub it with my fingers, like this." One
hand covered her pussy and I could see one finger of that hand disappear
into the dark folds. Her eyes closed to slits as she jutted her chin
outward and upward, a sharp breath expanding her lungs. She withdrew her
finger and started to work on the top of her pussy, rubbing it around in a
circle. "And if I keep rubbing it, like this, it just keeps feeling
better and better..." Her hips began grinding up against the motion of her
hand, and her speech became labored, broken up by grunts and gasps and
heavy breathing. "...And the sticky stuff starts to run out of it, and
then I get to a point where it feels the absolute best, and then I want to
scream as my body starts to shake, and I break out into goosebumps...
UUHH!!!" Her hips began bucking off of the seat as her hand appeared to
be pressing it back down, all the while her fingers grinding their circle
over the top of her pussy. After a few seconds, her eyes clamped shut and
she stifled a scream, her hips rising to a point and undulating there for
another few seconds. She began breathing again in repeated sighs, and
tears ran down her cheeks, and her butt returned to the seat. "Last night
when you shot your stuff out, I realized what happens to me. It's the
same thing. Does it feel the same way for you?"
I nodded, and looked at my own crotch. My cock was at full
attention, straining for release into the world, yearning to spread it's
seed all over it. I leaned back on the couch and started to remove my
trunks and return the favor when I heard, "Linda?" It was Uncle Don! I
didn't even have my thumbs in the waistband yet, so as Carol dropped her
leg and regained a proper sitting position, I merely grabbed a couch
pillow and mashed my hard-on down onto my belly. "Hey guys! Carol, is
Mom back yet?"
"No, not yet Daddy."
Uncle Don looked at her. "What's the matter dear? Your face is all
red. Have you been crying?" Carol's eyes widened as she stammered for a
viable explanation.
I butted in: "We were pillow fighting and I caught her in the eye
with a corner."
"Oh, really? Let me see." Uncle Don bent over Carol with his hand
on her head. He tilted it back and forth, looking for any damage, and she
darted her eyes at me with a frightened, yet relieved look in her eyes.
He asked her, "Are you OK, baby?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"You two be careful, now," Uncle Don said as he continued on toward
the kitchen.
Aunt Linda returned a little while later with a car load of Kentucky
Fried Chicken, and we feasted.
Subject: REPOST: COUSIN'S DELIGHT PT 4
From: ericshon@aol.com (Eric Shon)
Cousin's Delight
Part 4
by Eric Shon
Later that same evening, having worn the same clothes for two days,
and having made some effort to hide the cum stains on them, I decided it
was time to take a shower. That sort of started a trend and it was pretty
late by the time that Uncle Don got in, complaining about the cold water
coming out of the hot water faucet.
Since we had had time to think about it today, we adjusted the
sleeping arrangements so that one room wouldn't be so crowded. Aunt Linda
decided that Tyler would get the guest room because it was closed off from
the rest of the house, and there would be less chance of something scaring
him in the night. Tina and Bethy would share Tina's room. That left
Carol's room, and I was hoping against reason that they would tell me I
had to share her room!! Of course, that wasn't to be, but a boy can
dream, can't he?
I got the hide-a-bed in the living room, where I had slept the night
before. Only this time Aunt Linda brought down a pillow and a blanket.
Uncle Don let me wear a pair of his jogging shorts to sleep in while Aunt
Linda washed all of my clothes...the swimming trunks, the tank top, and my
socks...and I was turning out the blanket to get ready for bed. Carol was
sitting in the rocking chair (again), wearing her cute nightshirt (again)
and chatting with me about her friends, the music they listened to, what
music I listened to, the movies she saw this Summer...the things teenagers
find important topics of discussion. I could tell by the way she kept
shifting her eyes toward the kitchen, where Aunt Linda was, that she was
hoping Aunt Linda would go off to bed without stopping by the living room
to say good-night...and frankly, so was I! I could hear her talking on
the phone with somebody.
After a few minutes I could see that Carol was getting agitated. She
seemed nervous, yet excited about something. It seemed to be connected
with her mother in the kitchen, and the longer Aunt Linda spent on the
phone, the more worked up Carol seemed to get. What I hoped more than
suspected was that as soon as Aunt Linda went off to bed, Carol wanted to
play some more! And after the little show I got today, I didn't think I
could take much more playing! As this idea ran through my head, the image
of Carol in the same rocker earlier in the day played across my eyes: one
knee in the air, her nightshirt stretched around it, and her hand rubbing
circles on her pussy. My cock started to swell from the memory, and
though Carol had seen it before (HELL!! She'd had it in her mouth!!), I
was still embarrassed that she might see it poking out. So I got under
the blanket.
Once I got settled, Carol came and sat on the edge of the hide-a-bed.
I was pretty certain that if it wasn't for her mother being in the next
room, Carol would have been under the blanket with me! And I was pretty
certain that I wanted her there, too!
But before any of that could take place, I heard Aunt Linda in the
kitchen: "OK. Bye-bye. Love you, too. Bye-bye." And then she hung up.
She came around the corner into the living room and said, "OK Carol, time
for bed."
Carol protested. "Can't I stay up with J and watch TV?"
Aunt Linda said, "No. You have to get up early tomorrow."
"What!? It's Summer vacation!"
"I know, but I need you to come to the office with me and do some
computer stuff."
Carol was pissed. "Aw, come on Mom! It's supposed to be vacation.
That's why they call it Summer vacation!"
"I'm not on vacation, yet," Aunt Linda replied. "Not until the week
before school starts. And you're going to the office with me tomorrow.
It's only one day."
Carol got off of the bed. "Great."
"Good night, J," Aunt Linda said over her shoulder as she headed out
of the room.
"Good night. 'Night Carol."
She skulked out of the room without a word. Aunt Linda clicked off
the lights as she left, and I lay there watching the moolight dance on the
ceiling as it was reflected off of the pool outside beyond the sliding
glass doors. I looked out the doors and, for the first time, realized
that nobody even went near the pool today, and that was always the big
deal about going to Aunt Linda's house! The patio lights shone and
glistened off the surface of the water. Well, I had a week yet to get out
there for a dip. I lay back, the memories of Carol's blowjob, and of her
jacking herself off in this very same room only five hours earlier playing
back in my head, and within a minute I was fully erect. I reached down
and squeezed my cock from outside the shorts. Had I been at home I'd have
already been well on my way toward improved forearm tone and an orgasm,
but I was in someone else's house...in the living room, for crying out
loud...and I didn't have a sock to catch the spunk on. So I rolled over
onto my side and tried to get those thoughts out of my head.
I had just begun to relax and fall into a slumber when I felt a hand
on my shoulder and a sharp whisper: "J, wake up! Wake up!" It was
Carol!
"I'm up! What's going on?"
"Come on!" she said, taking my hand and pulling me out of the bed.
"You gotta see this!" I followed her as she led me out through the
sliding glass doors, over the patio along the length of the pool, and then
stopped.
"What's going on?" I said.
"SHHHH!" she hissed, covering my lips with her fingers. "Listen." I
did. I heard nothing.
Carol still had her fingers over my lips, so I shrugged. She grabbed
my hand and tugged me toward the wall of the house, under a tall bush, and
parked me in front of a window with dim light coming out of it. "Look
through the blinds." Inside the room the blinds were drawn shut, but
there was one slat broken at one end, providing a view into the room.
Even though I became suddenly aware that we shouldn't be doing this, I
looked through the blinds into the room.
Inside, on a bed, I saw Aunt Linda on her hands and knees, naked,
with Uncle Don kneeling in front of her, his huge cock sliding into her
mouth! I was so shocked by what I saw that I leapt back, with an
involuntary "Jeezus!" escaping from my lips in a loud whisper.
"SHHHHH!" Carol admonished. Then, whispering, she asked, "What are
they doing?"
To be honest, I wasn't certain that I had actually seen what I
thought I saw, so I told her, "I'm not sure!" So Carol pulled me away
from the window and looked herself.
"Oh, wow! She's sucking his thingie! I never saw her do THAT
before!"
"'Before?'" She'd seen them do other things 'before?' I looked at
her face as she peeped through the broken slat, and I suspected that she
had gone into the room some time ago and broken it herself so she could
come out here and peep at her parents when she heard them through the
walls as they made love!
"God Damn!" she sputtered. "Look at her go!" Carol licked her lips
as she spied on her parents in their private love-making. Her breathing
became labored, and in the dim light escaping through the blinds, I
thought I could make out Carol's hands pressing against her crotch through
her nightshirt. I felt my tortured cock swell yet again. She stared at
them for a good minute or so, and then she looked at me. "J! Come here,
you gotta see!"
I sided up to Carol at the window, bent my head down to the broken
slat, and pressed it against hers to look inside. Now Uncle Don was lying
on his back. As I got to the window, Aunt Linda's hand was down between
her legs as she lowered herself onto his cock. She pulled her hand away
and she sank all the way down, her head thrown back in ecstasy. And then
she started to raise and lower herself slowly. By the look on Uncle Don's
face, he was perfectly content to let Aunt Linda do this! Through the
closed windows I could hear muffled speech, but I couldn't make out what
they were murmuring to each other, except every once in a while when Aunt
Linda said, "Oh, YEAH!" To think only that morning I had strained,
unsuccessfully, just to get a peek at one of her breasts, and now I was
looking at her completely naked with Uncle Don, whom I'd NEVER wanted to
see naked, screwing him silly! I became aware that, in this position at
the window, my body was pressed tightly against Carol's. I could feel the
pressure of her tits through her nightshirt against my bare chest as her
heavy breathing pressed them into me again and again. She had one arm
around my waist for support while the other busied itself with her pussy
as she watched her parents going at it. She started to whimper, and I
could feel her begin to tremble.
Her grip with the arm around my waist became formidable, and as she
approached orgasm she squeezed me against her. She turned her body toward
mine and held me. I felt my leg slip between her legs, and she pressed
her face into my chest. She kept her hand working on her pussy for a time
until, in her undulations, her pussy brushed against my leg. She spat,
"Ohgod!" at the new sensation and wrapped her other arm around my waist
and humped her pussy against my thigh. With her face pressed into my
chest she intermittently muttered wordless syllables and kissed my bare
chest as she rode out a shuddering orgasm, all the while trying to keep
quiet outside the window where her parents were working toward their own
orgasms. More for support than for lust (I didn't quite know what was
going on), I placed my arms around her back. To this day I'll remember
that sensation as one of the best of my life. The first woman's orgasm I
ever experienced. I felt her trembling as it approached, and then as it
hit her she grabbed onto me for dear life, sharing with me what her body
was experiencing, whimpering into my chest as she showered it with little
kisses. Why I didn't hose down the inside of my shorts...make that Uncle
Don's shorts...I don't know.
As her tremors settled, Carol looked up at me and said, "Jesus
Christ! I didn't think that one was going to end!" She kept her arms
around me, and I kept mine around her. We stood there for about a minute,
the whole time my cock poking her stomach and throbbing for release. From
inside we heard Aunt Linda's voice rather clearly: "Oh yeah baby! Come
inside me!" And Uncle Don's answering groan of ecstasy as he did her
bidding.
With her head still resting on my chest, Carol said, "I want to do
that."
"Do what?!" I asked, more in alarm than ignorance.
"What Mom and Dad were doing," then she stammered, "...fucking!" She
slid her hand down to my cock and felt it through the material of her
father's shorts. "Your thingie's all hard again!" She wrapped her hand
around it and squeezed. I groaned in reply, and she looked up at me. Our
faces were inches apart. I had never kissed a girl before...not the way
you see it on TV and in movies...but I was filled with this urge, with
Carol's face so close to mine, and somewhere in the depths of my mind
something said that I knew what I was doing. I bent down and closed the
gap between us, and closed my mouth over hers.
Carol released my cock and pushed up against me, wrapping her arms
around my neck, and returned the kiss. I was already dizzy from the rush,
but then I felt her mouth open, and for some reason I extended my tongue
into it. Her tongue darted out, too, and we both mashed our faces into
each other's as though we were in a race to see who could get their head
into the other person's mouth first!
I don't know how long we kissed, but when we broke, Carol grabbed my
hand and said, "Come on!" She pulled me out toward the pool and plopped
me onto a chaise lounge with a big thick cushion on it. She sat next to
me and we began kissing again, only this time she wrapped her hand around
my dick and started squeezing. Wanting to return the favor, and wanting
to touch a pussy for the first time in my life, I reached out and put my
hand on her thigh and slid upward. Once my hand got underneath the hem of
her nightshirt, the inside of her thigh was soaking wet and sticky. The
closer my hand got to her pussy, the more she slid her pussy toward my
hand. The heat emanating from her pussy was intense, and when my fingers
reached the outer lips, Carol jumped as though I'd just hit her with a
cattle prod! I fumbled around aimlessly, getting my fingers wet with her
juices when she pulled away from my lips and said, "Rub the button!"
"Huh?" I had no clue what she was talking about.
"The button! Find the hard little button and rub it!" She started
humping against my hand and I could feel a hard spot sliding up and down
against my palm. I closed my thumb and forefinger over it and pinched it.
"AAHCK! Jeezus!" she almost sobbed, and she almost broke my cock off
as she was racked with another orgasm. She rested her head against my
shoulder, panting.
After a few moments she sat up and pulled her nightshirt over her
head, and I got my first view ever of a real live naked girl! In the
mixed light from the moon and the patio lamps I saw that her nipples were
protruding stiffly from the center of each breast, not like they were when
I saw them when she was playing with my brother. Then they were smooth
all over with no nipple sticking out. My hands just went out to her
breasts like they each had their own brain! Each hand gently grasped a
breast and squeezed. Carol's eyes closed to slits and a smile played
quietly across her lips. Her head eased back as she let out an
"Ooooh...", and then she leaned into my hands. She kept pressing forward
until her chest was against mine, and she kept pushing until I was on my
back and she was on top of me. She reached her face toward me and we
kissed again. As her body pressed against mine, I felt my cock, through
the fabric of the shorts, butt up against her lower belly. She felt it
too, and started to hump against it.
"Oh, J! Your thingie is so hard against my pussy!" She ground down
on it. "I want you to put it inside my pussy like my Dad does to my Mom!"
At that point it all became too much. I tried to push her off of me,
but the grinding of her pussy against my clothed erection was too much,
and with a helpless grunt I lost what little control I had, and I came
inside my shorts.
As I came down through the series of sighs Carol said, "Did you shoot
your stuff already?" I nodded. "J, I wanted you to put your thingie
inside my pussy. I wanted you to FUCK me." I could tell she didn't use
the word very often. There was disappointment in her voice, and I was too
blown away at that moment to tell her that I was far from finished. I'd
experienced enough jerk-a-thons when Kenny let me take one of his Dad's
Penthouses home to know that I could "shoot my stuff" about three more
times before it felt like my dick was going to fall off! And then maybe
two more times after that!
Carol lay back on the opposite end of the chaise, looking with some
amusement at the still-full erection in my shorts, idly rubbing her pussy.
The sight of her pussy on display mere feet away, and the thought of
Kenny's Dad's Penthouse magazines stirred a thought in my mind, a thought
inspired by something I had seen in one of the issues I had spirited away
from Kenny's house and up to my room. In one of the photo layouts there
was a man and a woman together, and in a couple of the shots, the man had
his head between the woman's legs, looking like he was going to kiss or
lick her pussy. I wasn't sure what he was trying to do, but I did
remember stroking my cock looking at those two pictures alone until I
dirtied another sock! So, figuring it would be something to kill the few
minutes my dick would need to get ready again, I sat up, staring at her
pussy. I placed my hands on her knees and got up on my knees.
"What are you doing?" Carol asked.
"I'm not sure," I replied. I crawled forward to her pussy like a cat
on the prowl. I lay with my armpits over her thighs, and I pulled them
apart so I could get my head between her legs.
"What are you doing?!" she said with a giggle.
"You'll see." I eased my head toward her, and the smell coming off
of her pussy was one I'll never forget: A mixture of pure musky sex from
two orgasms (of course I didn't know that was the source of the smell) and
of the rose bubble bath she had taken earlier (I had seen the bottle on
the end of the tub while I took my shower). I stuck my tongue out to find
that little button she seemed to enjoy so much. It was dark down there,
despite the moonlight and patio lamps, but I knew when I found it because
she gasped and grabbed the back of my head. After a few licks on the spot
that made Carol jump, her clitoris popped out to greet me, and then it was
at my mercy!
"Oh GOD, J!" she squealed. Her grip on the back of my head was so
tight that I couldn't move my tongue against her pussy any more, so I just
sucked as much of it into my mouth as I could, and that seemed to make her
even more crazy! Shortly I felt her begin to tremble again, and I began
to fear that she was going to crack open my skull with the grip she had on
me. She let out a short, high-pitch, LOUD squeal as she hit her climax,
and my face became drenched in her juices. It wasn't like when I came,
spurting and all, but there was a definite increase in the wetness in her
pussy! And then another trembling, and even more juice! I knew she was
finished when her hands fell away from my head and and she let out a big
sigh, "OhgodJ," almost unintelligibly.
I rose up from her crotch and crawled further up her body. I stopped
at her tits and kissed them for a few seconds, and then continued up to
her face.
"You ready?" I asked when I got there.
"Oh, yes, J!" she panted back at me. I stood briefly to remove my
shorts, and I lay back down on top of her. I reached down and grabbed my
cock and started stabbing at her pussy with it. Despite the fact that I
had just spent two minutes with my face mashed up against it, I hadn't
quite figured out where exactly the opening was! Finally she reached
down, pushed my cock a little further down, and I felt the hot flesh of
her outer lips part the way. Had I not just had an orgasm minutes
earlier, the heat of her pussy just around the head of my dick would have
made me come right then (as I learned later!). But I had time now, and I
pushed further in until I could push no further. I looked down, and in
the half-light, I could see that I was barely even in! I started pushing
a little harder, but then Carol pushed up on my shoulders and said, "Stop,
J! It hurts!" I figured I must have been doing something wrong, so I
pulled all the way out and tried again, with the same results.
"What's wrong? What am I doing wrong?" I asked.
"I'm a virgin, J."
"I know," I didn't really. I had just assumed. But I still didn't
know why I couldn't get my cock inside of her. I positioned my dick at
the opening of her pussy again and tried pushing even harder.
"Wait, J! Stop!" she almost shouted.
"What am I doing wrong?" I was clueless.
"It's the hymen" she said.
"What?" I thought she was talking about a Jewish guy.
"You have to break the hymen to get inside my pussy, but it hurts
me."
"I'm sorry," I said.
"It's not your fault." She pushed up on my shoulders and said,
"Here. Get up." I did, and she got up, and then she told me to lie down
on my back on the chaise. Then she got on her knees and straddled me,
just like we had seen her mother do with her father. "If I can control
it, maybe it won't hurt so bad."
She positioned my cock against the opening to her pussy. She was
still wet as ever, and I hadn't lost a bit of hardness. She sank down
slowly and I slid in as far as I had before, and I felt the barrier at the
head of my dick. Carol stopped and rested for a moment. "My friends said
this is the worst part..." she whispered. And then she started a slow
downward push. The pressure on my cock seemed immense, and I could feel
her muscles tensing and relaxing as they anticipated the pain. Despite
her caution, I was going crazy with the sensation of her pussy slowly
enveloping my cock. She took a rest and lay forward on top of me and
whispered, "Almost..." She sat back up, and pressed downward again, only
this time I felt the barrier break away, and she slid all the way down til
her pubic hair meshed with mine. She let out a muffled scream through
clenched teeth and closed mouth, and lay forward again, pressing her
beautiful tits into my chest. The sensations of her breasts spreading out
across my chest and the warmth and wetness and tightness around the entire
length of my dick was too much for me, and I let out a pathetic whimper
and a sigh as my cum spewed forth inside of my cousin.
We lay there like that for about ten minutes until Carol sat up, my
dick still inside of her and, yes, still hard. She looked at me for a
good long time, and then she bent back over and kissed me long and deep on
the mouth. I was ready for more, and I thought she was thinking about
doing more, but she just rose up off of my cock, gripping it in her
fingers as it pulled out of her, gave it a few loving strokes, and then,
smiling, said, "Good night." I watched her pad back into the house, still
completely naked, and disappear into the darkness. After a few moments
recalling these most recent events, I went inside, too, and lay down on
the hide-a-bed.
A few moments later, or so it seemed, Uncle Don was shaking me awake,
saying, "Come on, son! Get moving, boy! There's eightteen holes waiting
for us and time's getting away!" He pointed to a pile of clothes and told
me to get dressed. I picked them up and padded toward the bathroom. On
the way, passing the kitchen, I looked at the digital clock on the stove.
It was 5:00, and I was about to spend an entire day learning the game of
golf.
Subject: FIRST-TIME POST: COUSIN'S DELIGHT PT 5
From: ericshon@aol.com (Eric Shon)
Cousin's Delight
Part 5
by Eric Shon
I slept some more against the door of Uncle Don's van as we headed
toward the golf course in the dark. I dreamed about his daughter, Carol.
She appeared before me in a sheer white flowing gown, her face aglow with
a smile. And then she appeared as she had when she was on top of me on
the chaise lounge chair by the pool, just as my cock had finally slipped
past her freshly broken hymen: her eyes closed to slits, a happy, yet
slightly wicked smile playing across her lips. For all we had done the
night earlier, the only thing I saw in my dream with any clarity was
Carol's face. She had slid down to the base of my cock and lay there on
top of me, the heat of her body coaxing my seed from me through my dick,
her tight, wet, hot pussy enveloping me completely. And then I came.
Or, at least I feared I had as I sat bolt upright in the front
passenger seat of the Dodge van.
"Bad dream, kid?" Uncle Don said without looking at me. The Sun was
making its impending arrival known by lighting up the horizon to our left
to a bright pink. As nonchalantly as I could I slipped my hand into a
pocket and felt around my abdomen and my cock. I was hard as a rock from
the dream, but for the thing I was most worried about.... I felt around a
little more, and then, satisfied that I hadn't just doused the second of
Uncle Don's loaned underpants with a sticky load of semen, I relaxed into
the back of the seat and answered him.
"No."
"Well, if it was a good dream, I'd hate to see what your bad ones
look like!" he said with a chuckle. Uncle Don was a good guy. He just
didn't have a son, and I don't think he was as used to talking to boys as
he was to girls my age. So his efforts at small talk seemed a little
hesitant to me. "It's good you're awake. We're almost there."
Great, I thought. Golf. I couldn't understand why people liked this
game. It takes 4 hours to play a complete game...if you're any good at
it...and there's absolutely no excitement to it at all. Just whacking a
ball toward a hole barely twice the size of the ball, with no distractions
or defending of the hole allowed, and the only obstacles are in the
landscape around the hole. How much more difficult would the game be if
there was somebody guarding the hole, like a goalie? Or if you had only a
certain amount of time to hit the ball--like 10 seconds--before someone
the size of a linebacker clotheslined you? Without any of that, how
difficult a game could it be?
DAMNED difficult!! That's how! Using rented clubs that Uncle Don
sized for me, we practiced at the driving range for about a half-hour
before his buddies showed up. In that time I was able to start making
regular contact with the ball. Then we got to the first tee, and the
nightmare commenced. My first few shots off the tees were pretty good,
considering my experience. But the minute I began to think that I knew
what I was doing, I learned how many different directions a ball can go
off the face of a club! By the end of the ninth hole, I had lost so many
of Uncle Don's balls that he had to stop at the club house to buy a dozen
more!
By the end of the round I was miserable. Uncle Don was in good
spirits, and he kept telling me I did fine for my first try at golf, but
he didn't realize how terrible I felt comparing my score to the worst
score of all his buddies.
As they were all finishing their last beers in the club house, and I
my last Coke, I heard them talking about tee time for the following day,
Tuesday, and Uncle Don said, "We'll make it..." I didn't think I could
bear another day like that, and yet, I was strangely looking forward to
another whack at that damn ball! But then one of Uncle Don's friends took
him aside and was almost whispering to him, and I couldn't tell what they
talked about.
In the van on the way home Uncle Don was silent for a while. And
then he spoke: "I'm sorry about today, Johnny. I should have spent a day
working on the basics of the game instead of throwing you out on the
course the first day."
"Hey, it's OK," I replied. "I got real mad a couple of times, but
toward the end I think I started to understand about some of the things
you told me. I'm actually kind of looking forward to tomorrow." And I
was.
That's when the pained look came across his face. "That's just it,
Johnny," he said, staring out at the road as it swept under the van.
"The guys... they said... we just took too long to play today, and they
were getting restless...."
I knew it was coming, now. There was no way to make it pleasant.
"They don't want you to play tomorrow, Johnny. I'm sorry." I
started to feel like a heel, like I had maybe hurt Uncle Don's
relationship with his golf buddies. But then he said, "I'm playing with
them all week except for Friday, and then I'll take you out, just you and
me, OK?" I nodded. "Until then, Carol is home during the day, and so are
the other kids. You've all been getting along really well. You can think
of something to do." BOY, COULD I! I cheered right up after that pep
talk!
We got home from the golf course a few minutes before Aunt Linda and
Carol got back from the office, so Uncle Don paid the baby sitter who
watched Tina, Bethy and Tyler. Actually the baby sitter was for Tyler.
The two girls were old enough and responsible enough to stay at home
without getting into trouble, but Aunt Linda was not confident enough to
leave them in charge of Tyler.
"Carol should be home any minute, Shell, if you want to stick
around," Uncle Don said as he headed for the bathroom.
"OK. Sure," she said, and sat on the rocking chair. I pictured
Carol there as she was the day before, and started sprouting another
erection. Since I had no room of my own there, I just stood in the middle
of the living room trying not to look like I didn't know what to do. I
heard Bethy and Tina splashing in the pool outside, and Tyler roaring like
some kind of monster as he took a running start and jumped into the water.
"Did he behave?" I asked, figuring he probably didn't.
"Mm hmmm," she replied, her eyes only briefly meeting mine before
darting away to the TV, which was off.
"I'm J," I said, "Bethy and Tyler's brother."
"I know...I mean, I figured..." she said. "Bethy and Tyler told me
about you sometime today," she said with an absent minded flip of her
wrist. "I'm Shelley." There was something kind of snotty about this
girl. She seemed a little stuck up, but then I didn't know her at all, so
who was I to say? "So you play golf?" she asked, perpetuating this poor
example of a conversation.
"Um...no. You really couldn't call it golf. What I was playing
would have to be called 'Swearing At A Little Ball And Beating It Into The
Ground With A Club.'"
"Oh," was all she said, without even the faintest flicker of humor
lighting her face. OK, I'm no comedian, so maybe it wasn't funny.
When Uncle Don came out of the bathroom, I went in, carrying the
jogging shorts he had lent me the night before, and my clean tank top Aunt
Linda had laid out on the back of the couch. While I was in there I heard
a couple of car door slams, some voices through the door, Carol's, Aunt
Linda's, a screen door slam, some more voices, and quiet. I came out to
find Uncle Don, Aunt Linda, Tina, Bethy, and Tyler all sitting down for
the dinner that Aunt Linda had carried in from the car, but Carol was
nowhere to be found, and Shelley was gone.
"Hi J!" Aunt Linda nearly shouted. "Come to dinner! How was golf
today?"
I answered with a groan and a roll of my eyes.
"That's the same thing Don said when he came home from his first
round of golf. That's funny." Uncle Don laughed out loud, so I figured
it was either true, or just funny to him, so I smiled. "You going again
tomorrow?" I was about to answer her when Uncle Don spoke first.
"He told me he'd prefer to stay here tomorrow and play in the pool
with the kids." I was going to tell her what really happened, but I guess
Uncle Don didn't want her to think his friends were jerks...which they
probably were and which she probably already thought.
"OK. Well, Carol went to have dinner and spend the night at
Shelley's, so you'll
probably have most of the day to yourself. And there'll probably be some
of this food left over, so you can handle lunch by yourself, too. Is that
OK?"
I nodded as I shoveled food into my face. Golf makes you hungry.
It wasn't until I was getting ready for bed that I started feeling a
little upset that Carol was gone for the night. The past two nights she
had been right there with me, and each time it had gotten better. But not
just the sex. With all other girls I had ever been attracted to (and at
15, it's nearly every single one!), I pictured them in various stages of
undress--ALWAYS--and always it was a full-body, head-to-toe image. But
with Carol, even after the things we had done and how good they made me
feel, all I could conjure up in my imagination was her face, smiling and
laughing, and it made me feel warm inside. I just wanted to reach out and
hold her.
When the house was dark and everyone had turned in, I was tempted to
sneak out by the pool to the secret hiding place where one could spy on
Uncle Don and Aunt Linda doing what comes naturally, but thinking about
that brought Carol to mind. With her face floating before my eyes, I fell
asleep smiling because I had realized I was in love with her.
The next morning I spent watching various shows on TV. It never
failed. No matter what town I visited, it always had better cable than
mine did. So around noon I was still in bed (on the hide-a-bed) when
Carol came through the door.
"Hi, J! Where are the guys?"
"Bethy and Tina went shopping or something with Tina's friend Hayley
and her mother. Said they'd be back by dinner time." A few seconds after
Carol came through the door, her friend Shelley, the one I'd met the day
before, followed.
"Where's Tyler?" Carol asked.
"Still asleep, I think." And then after a few more seconds, "Hi
Shelley."
"Hi, J." She smiled at me weakly, and blushed. She seemed a little
less stuck up this time than she had the day before, but it was still like
she was a thousand miles away. Carol disappeared down the hallway,
leaving me with Shelley the Mystery, and a few minutes later she emerged
from the hallway, and I heard a door shut down the hall. Carol went into
the kitchen and made a bowl of cereal and left it on the table. Shortly
after that, I heard the muffled flush of the toilet, and then Tyler came
from the hallway.
"Here ya go, sweetie," Carol said to him, gesturing to the cereal.
Then she headed out the door, leaving Shelley with me, and said, "Be right
back..."
I looked at Shelley and shrugged, and then I excused myself for a
quick shower. After toweling off, I put on my trunks and tank top and
headed out for the kitchen. No one was in the living room when I went
past it, and Tyler was still seated at the kitchen table, playing with the
toy that came out of the box. I snatched up the box of cereal, Cap'n
Crunch, and poured myself a bowl. While I was eating I heard giggles
coming from down the hall. It was Carol and Shelley in Carol's room,
apparently sharing some girl moment or other. The doorbell rang and,
after the impulse to get up and answer the door passed, I sat and waited
for Carol to get it (after all, it wasn't my house!). She called for
Tyler to come to the door. I looked up to the door and saw a little boy,
about Tyler's age, standing
beyond the screen.
"Tyler, this is Davey. He lives a couple doors down. He saw you
playing out front yesterday and wants to know if you want to come over to
his house and play."
Tyler looked him over for a second, then nodded and said, "OK."
Carol said, "Davey, did you already ask your mom?" He nodded. "She
said it's OK?" He nodded. "OK. Tyler, you promise to behave?" Tyler
nodded. "OK. You guys have fun." The boys left, and Carol padded
barefoot to the phone in the kitchen and dialed a number.
"Mrs. Coles? This is Carol, from down the street. Davey was just
here and asked if my cousin could come over there to play. I asked him if
it was OK with you and he said yes. It is? OK I just wanted to make
sure. Just send him home whenever you get tired of him, OK? OK.
Bye-bye." She placed the handset back on the wall unit, and smiled at me
sweetly, and then returned to her room.
I resumed my mid-day breakfast, and played with the cereal-box toy
that Tyler had abandoned. After I scooped up the last puff of...whatever
it is that Cap'n Crunch is made of, and drank the milk out of the bowl, I
heard Carol's bedroom door open and the voices of the two girls as they
approached the kitchen. When they rounded the corner in to the room, my
heart nearly flew out of my throat! Carol was wearing a bright yellow
bikini with little blue wavy lines spotted all over it, and it was a bit
smaller and more revealing than the one I had seen her in two days before
up at Lake Wetauga! This one accentuated the curves of her breasts and
made them appear larger than they were, and they appeared as though they
were going to fall out any second! And Shelley came around the corner in
a green polka-dotted bikini that was just as revealing! Shelley had a
little bit more baby fat
clinging to her belly and thighs, but her tits were bigger than Carol's!
"We're going to lay out by the pool, J," Carol said over her shoulder
as she slid open the heavy glass door. "You can come out with us, if
you'd like."
"OK. I'll be a minute," I said, looking underneath the table to my
trunks, already suspended above my abdomen by my stiff cock. "Right after
my dick settles down," I didn't say out loud!
After a few minutes of thinking about eating spinach, and trying to
picture Old Lady Hatchford from down the street back home getting it on
with Roy Fletcher, the mailman (there had been rumors, but they were in
their sixties, for Christ's sake!), I was able to make it out to the pool.
The girls were sitting on the edge with their feet in the water, making
little splashing noises as they talked about whatever. I tossed my tank
top onto the deck table that was out there and proceeded to commandeer the
chaise lounge, even though it already had a towel on it. "Hey! I claimed
that chair!" Carol shouted.
"Move your feet, lose your seat" I retorted. Carol got to her feet
and sped toward me, a smile on her face.
"Give me back my chair!" I turned my back to her and lifted her
towel to toss it aside when she reached me. She threw her hands out to
either side of me and reached around for her towel. Her breasts and belly
pressed softly against my back as I dangled the towel out of her reach.
Then she pulled one arm back and pinched a tuft of hair from my armpit in
her fingers and pulled hard.
"OOOOOWWWW!!" I yelled, and I whirled around to face her. As I spun,
she pushed me, and I fell backwards onto the chaise, and she fell with me.
Instinctively, my hands flew to her waist as I fell, and when I landed
softly on the chair, she was directly on top of me.
"OK, you win," Carol said. "But you owe me!" she added with a wicked
smile. As she lifted herself from my body, she placed her hands out for
support--one on my chest, the other directly on my crotch! I felt her
hand give a little squeeze, and I looked at her face and saw another
wicked little gleam in her eyes.
Carol and Shelley spread their towels out on the grass just off the
patio and, amid chatter between the two, began to slather sun lotion all
over themselves. After each one did the other's back (I was tempted to
ask if I could do some!) Carol asked me if I needed the lotion, which I
did. When it came time for my back, I was almost afraid to ask for help
because Shelley was there, and I didn't' t know what she might think.
"Um...Carol?" I said quietly. She turned around. "Could you help
me?"
She got up on her knees and said, "Sure!" She thumped Shelley on the
thigh and said, "Come help me."
Help her? I thought. Certainly Carol wasn't going to try something
with her friend right here, was she? I lay on my belly. Carol poured the
lotion straight onto my back, and when the cool liquid hit my skin I
flinched. Then I felt Carol's warm hands begin to spread the lotion
across my shoulders. She rubbed up and down the length of my back and
around to my sides, and after a few minutes her action was more of a
massage than anything else. It began to feel really nice, so I just lay
there enjoying it. Her hands left my back suddenly, and I heard a couple
of whispers, and then a sharply whispered "NO!" Just as I was about to
ask what was wrong I felt hands on the backs of my thighs.
I was about to tell Carol that I already put lotion there, but as I
was taking the breath I heard Shelley's voice: "Carol, what are you
doing?!" And then I felt the hands slip underneath the hem line of my
shorts.
"I want to show you something," Carol said. "What we were talking
about last night."
"What?!" Just then Carol's hands slid all the way up to my buttocks
and her thumbs dipped down between my thighs and stroked the back of my
balls. I stiffened instantly, uncomfortably so, and I adjusted my
midsection on the lounge to accommodate.
"Watch this," I heard Carol say, almost in a whisper. "Here. Roll
over, J." She pulled at my shoulder and waist. I wasn't sure what she
was up to, but I rolled over anyway, my cock tenting out my trunks
proudly. Shelley didn't say anything, but her eyes spoke her mind when
they caught view of the new dimensions of my trunks! Carol leaned down
and took my nipple in her mouth and licked and sucked it briefly. The
sudden sensation caused my dick to twitch involuntarily, which elicited a
gasp from Shelley. "Isn't it neat?"
"Carol, we shouldn't be doing this," Shelley whispered, her breath
coming in deep, shivering rhythm.
Carol was rubbing her hand up and down my lotion-slick chest, her
thumb absently toying with a nipple. "Come on, Shell. You said last
night you wanted to learn. What better time than right now?" And without
further word she slid her other hand under the waistband of my trunks and
pulled them down the length of my thighs. My cock sprang free of the
trunks and stood proudly at attention before the two teenage girls.
Shelley's eyes widened dramatically, probably because this was the
first erect penis she had ever seen. Carol looked at me. "J, will you
help me teach Shelley how to make your thingie shoot out that white
stuff?" Shelley's head snapped around to Carol as though she didn't
believe what she had just said. At this point I would have agreed to
cutting off my own hand had they asked me! I could only muster a tiny nod
of my head. "Cool!" Carol shouted. She turned her head away from my face
and looked at Shelley, who had been sitting beside my thigh the whole
time. "Watch me." I felt Carol's hand wrap around my shaft as she pulled
herself up and rested her chest against my side. After a few electric
moments I felt her tongue slide slowly across the very tip of my dick.
>From my vantage point all I could see was the back of Carol's head and her
back and shoulders...and Shelley's face from her eyes up. As Carol's
tongue slid around the head of my dick, Shelley's eyes went wide with
surprise. I felt Carol's tongue swirl around a few times, and then she
pressed her lips against it and pushed her head down onto my cock.
Shelley's eyes blinked slowly, and as Carol's head revealed more of
Shelley to me, I noticed that Shelley was licking her lips. Carol slid
about half of the length of my cock into her mouth and then pulled it back
out, sucking hard the whole way up. My buttocks squeezed as the sensation
rippled through my body, and a pleased grunt escaped my lips. "See? He
likes it! You try it."
Shelley's eyes went wide again as she looked at Carol. She looked
down and noticed that her hand was on my thigh. Carol lifted herself off
of me, and past my cock I could see Shelley's eyes darting back and forth
from my eyes to my cock, to Carol and back, all the while licking her lips
in uncertainty. "Come on, Shell. When are you going to get a shot like
this again? We're willing to teach you! You told me last night you
wanted to learn how..." I could see Shelley's resistance break down
behind her eyes. She leaned a little forward, then looked Carol in the
eyes and nodded her head.
Carol reached around behind herself, untied her bikini top, and
removed it. "Take yours off, Shelley," she said as she reached forward
and untied it in the front for her. "He likes to look at titties." Carol
pulled Shelley's top off of her shoulders, exposing the girl's beautiful
breasts to me. "There. You like 'em, J?" I nodded weakly. "See?"
After an initial shyness, Shelley discarded her fear of exposure and
concentrated on the lesson. "This is where he's most sensitive," Carol
said, pointing to the base of the head on the underside of my dick. "You
lick him there."
Shelley's tongue slid out tentatively, like a turtle from its shell,
and she leaned forward. Impatient to close the gap, I tried raising my
hips to her tongue, but Carol gently pushed me down. "She'll get there,
J..." The closer Shelley got to my cock, the closer Carol leaned in. At
the last second, Carol gripped my dick in her fingers and held it steady
for Shelley. Shelley's tongue made contact with the thin membrane that
stretches from the head to the shaft with an electric jolt like I'd never
felt before. I shuddered, causing Shelley to rear back. "It's OK," Carol
said to her. "It's VERY sensitive." Shelley returned to my dick, this
time a little bolder. She began to lick up and down the shaft with some
confidence, causing my hips to undulate barely within my control.
"OK, now put it in your mouth." Carol slid around to where she was
next to Shelley, watching her closely. Shelley repositioned herself so
that her head was above my cock, and she grasped the base tentatively.
She closed her eyes and lowered her head to my penis. As her lips neared
the head, they parted almost enough to let it pass through, but not quite.
The circumference of my dick was just slightly more than her opened lips,
and when they made contact, my dick slid exquisitely against and past
Shelley's soft lips. I let out a low groan, and Shelley's eyes opened and
met mine. I smiled at her, and her eyes smiled back.
"OK, now suck on it," encouraged Carol. Shelley complied, her
cheeks hollowing slightly as her applied suction went to work on me. It
felt good at first, but then she was only sucking on it like a baby on a
bottle. "No, you have to go up and down," Carol admonished. Shelley
looked at her with uncertainty--the student trying to accept correction
from the teacher--and began to bob her head up and down on my pole.
"No. That's not it." I didn't recall complaining. "Here, let me
show you." Carol grabbed the base of my cock where Shelley's hand was,
and Shelley relinquished control of it to her. Carol swiftly consumed my
cock and began an intricate sucking/licking/bobbing motion on me, and my
reaction was immediate, my hips grinding upward to push more of myself
into her face.
She pulled back, her mouth popping off of me. "See how much he
liked that? You have to do everything at the same time. "Lick..." She
lowered her head onto my cock again, taking me in about halfway down my
shaft. Then her tongue danced all over my cock inside her mouth, her
cheeks poking out where her tongue hit them, visible evidence to a third
party that something was definitely going on inside her mouth! "Suck..."
She again took my cock deeply into her mouth, this time the tip hitting
the back of her throat. I felt the air evacuate from her mouth as she
began an incredibly slow suctioning on my dick as she pulled her mouth off
of it!
"Uunngghh!!" The grunt came from deep within me, my head driving
back into the cushion of the chaise, my fists gripping the arms of it.
Carol reached the tip of my cock with her lips, her cheeks hollowed
deeply, and ended the motion with a soft kiss on the very tip.
"Bounce." Carol slipped her mouth over the entire length of my
cock again, this time just bobbing her head up and down, merely sliding
her lips along my shaft. She quickly pulled off again, looked at Shelley,
and said, "put them all together..." and slid her face back down until I
hit her throat again. She indeed put them all together, resuming her
intricate combination of lick, suck, and bounce, and again my hips thrust
upward into her face as she drove me wild.
After about five of these incredible strokes, she lifted her face
off of me again, looked at Shelley, and said, "Your turn."
Still tentative, Shelley slowly lowered her face down over my
cock, her lips again caressing my head and shaft as she slid down. I
could almost hear her recounting Carol's lesson in her head...she paused
for a moment, and then I felt her tongue go to work on my shaft inside her
mouth. A few moments later, she pulled away from me a little, the
suctioning rather intense, and then she reversed the direction of her head
and commenced the "bounce."
"Mmmmm," escaped my lips, and she looked up into my eyes. I
smiled a smile of intense pleasure, which must have been the perfect
encouragement, for she doubled her efforts and picked up speed.
"NNGGGOOOCK!!" She was instantly as good as Carol had ever been in the
two days since she first sucked a cock. Again I was driving my hips
upward into a lovely face.
"Slow down, hot shot!" I thought Carol was talking to me.
"You're gonna make him come that way!" God was she right about that! "I
want you to SEE him come before you ever try to take it in your mouth--so
you can understand what happens." She pulled softly on Shelley's
shoulders to get her to stop what surely would've lasted only another 20
or 30 seconds! As Shelley reared back to an upright position, I could see
a gleam in her eye, a gleam that meant she enjoyed what she had just done,
that meant she wanted to keep doing it, and somehow I read a sensation of
power in them, too.
"Don't we want to make him come?" Shelley asked Carol.
"Of course we do! But you have to be able to read the signs so
you know when it's coming."
There are signs? All I ever knew was that I went totally rigid, I
stopped breathing momentarily, and my cock exploded. Signs?
Carol lowered her face back onto my cock and continued in a slow
blow job. My body went limp from the pleasure, but sprang rigid again as
my cock spasmed against her ministrations. "See? When it twitches, that
means he's getting close. You try."
Shelley lowered her face to replace Carol's, and almost
immediately she was rewarded with another spasm. It was interesting to
see how quickly she had achieved proficiency at giving head in her first
lesson with only a few hints from Carol, and to see how different each
girl's mouth felt despite the fact that they were both using basically the
same technique. Shelley followed the same pace that Carol had
established, but closed her mouth tighter on my dick. My eyes were
closed, but I could see her pretty face consuming my pecker. My dick
spasmed again, a little stronger this time, and Shelley pulled off. "I
felt him twitch. How long until he shoots his stuff out?"
"That depends on how bad you want it!" Carol grasped my dick and
pushed it forward to my belly, then reached out to fondle my balls. I
jumped as though I had been hit with a cattle prod. "Pay attention to
these, too. When he's getting ready to shoot, they bunch up real tight
against his body." She looked at Shelley and smiled. "He likes this,
too..." Carol bent her head down and started licking my balls while her
hand gently stroked my prick. Without looking at her, Carol said to
Shelley, "Suck his cock while I do this." She released my cock and
Shelley grabbed it up again to steer it toward her mouth. Her eyes blazed
with excitement as she watched my cock pass down along her face, and then
she closed them as my cock passed her lips again.
At this same time, Carol's mouth resumed it's caresses of my
testicles. The combined pleasures on my cock and my balls was beyond
anything I could have ever dreamed of! My hips started jumping off of the
chaise from the ping-pong of pleasures that wracked my entire body. My
balls must have snugged up close to my body because Carol jumped up and
said, "OK. He's almost there!" She grabbed the base of my cock and
stroked as Shelley sucked mercilessly on the rest of it. Carol pulled her
off of it and sucked it into her own mouth. She bobbed on just the head a
few times. I felt like I was hurtling toward a brick wall in a Ferrari
with no brakes! Carol popped her mouth off of me and said to Shelley,
"The last warning you get before he comes...the head of his thingie grows
real hard real fast. Here, check it out."
Shelley immediately dived onto my cock and bobbed on the head just
like Carol had. The head at the other end of my body began thrashing
about, and I began moaning, "Oh, Jeezus! OH JEEEZUS!"
"OK, get ready!" Carol almost shouted.
Subject: FIRST-TIME POST: COUSIN'S DELIGHT PT 5a
From: ericshon@aol.com (Eric Shon)
Cousin's Delight
Part 5a
by Eric Shon
"OK, get ready!" Carol almost shouted. Shelley pulled her face off of my
cock and Carol began to stroke my cock feverishly with one hand while her
other fondled my balls again. She reached for Shelley's hand and pulled
it to my cock, showing her what to do. Shelley's hand became a blur as
she saw me writhing in ecstasy from her touch. I felt the head of my cock
expand under her fingers, and I just went kind of blank.
"OHHHHMYGODDDD--UUHHH!" I only heard it, but I know it came from
my mouth right before the biggest load of jism of my life to that point
gushed forth from the purple head of my cock! It wasn't intentional, but
Shelley had the thing aimed right at my face, and when that first spurt
arced through the air and splattered across my nose, forehead and hair,
Carol and I started giggling, while Shelley continued pumping. Powerful
gushes continued to spurt forth from my loins, but none as powerful as the
first, and most of the rest of my spunk landed on my chest, the last of it
dribbling down over Shelley's fingers and onto my abdomen.
Carol giggled some more, then stood up to move to Shelley's other
side. "Here's something I hadn't thought of." She kneeled again, this
time beside my chest, and began to lap up the sperm lying on my belly and
chest. Shelley just watched her, licking her lips. "Come on. Have a
taste."
Shelley stood up walked up to the head of the chaise, and stood
over me, looking into my eyes. "Thank you for the lesson, J." She knelt
and kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue probing past my lips and
finding my tongue immediately. She broke it off quickly, though, leaving
me panting for more, and proceeded to kiss and lick the cum off of my
nose, and forehead. That was another intense feeling, and her position
gave me perfect access to her perky breasts, their nipples proudly erect
in her excitement. I reached for them with both hands, and when I found
them, Shelley grunted and fell against me, grinding her chest into my
hands. She grabbed me by the cheeks and pinned my head
to the cushion and slid her titties up to my mouth. I squeezed them
together and guided both nipples to my mouth. Her tits weren't big enough
to get both nips in, but I ping-ponged my mouth between them, only inches
apart, suckling and groaning and mewling enraptured delight.
Below Shelley, I could still feel Carol's mouth licking my chest,
darting around my nipples. Her hand began to caress my still rigid penis,
dipping occasionally to my balls. I felt her lips kiss and nibble their
way back down, and then engulf my cock, sucking the last remaining drops
of cum that didn't get pumped out in my orgasm. Shelley was still
writhing her breasts around on my face, and then my cock was abandoned.
"Shelley, we're not done, yet," Carol said, obstructed from my
view. Shelley raised up off of my face, and I saw Carol standing there,
completely naked, her bikini bottoms dangling from her fingers. "Take off
your bottoms. He can do the same for you."
Shelley looked at Carol wide-eyed, and then at me. Carol said,
"Come on, sweetie." She advanced to Shelley and brazenly pulled the
girl's bikini panties down over her thighs and past her knees. Shelley
nervously stepped out of them. Her bush was in need of a trim, but it was
still well behaved. And, from what I could see of it, it was sopping wet!
At first it seemed like an impulse to cover it up, but when Shelley's
hand touched her pussy, she jumped from the touch, and began frigging
herself gently.
"J'll stay right where he is, Shel. You get on the chair and
crawl up 'til your pussy is right over his face. He'll do the rest." My
mouth began watering instantly! All inhibition gone from the girl at the
moment, she straddled my chest and knee-walked her way up toward my face.
I looked up at her as she looked down at me. Her eyes were aglaze with
wanton passion as they peered into mine past her proud titties and down
her belly. Her pussy lips brushed my chin, and she threw her head back
into the clear blue Summer sky. I tilted my head forward and brushed my
lips against hers, and was immediately rewarded with a fresh drool of
pussy juice that soaked my face. I snaked my tongue out and found wet,
hot, furry flesh. I reached up and grabbed her ass cheeks and ground my
mouth against her fuzzy mound, my tongue searching for that mysterious
button I had only learned about the night before. I didn't feel it right
away, but I knew I had hit it because her whole body spasmed so hard my
jaw almost broke! As she started
working her hips back and forth over my face, I could barely make out her
hands playing over her own breasts.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my chest, and then pressure on either
side of my belly. Another hand grabbed my cock, and then my vision went
white as I felt Carol's hot, wet pussy absorb my still hard, still
throbbing cock. I moaned my pleasure into Shelley's pussy, the vibrations
of which sent her over the top. Muffled by her thighs, I barely heard her
shudder, gasp, and then almost whisper, "Oh god...I think I'm
gon...AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!"
Shelley began to buck violently on my nose, tongue, and chin. I
felt her fingers course through my hair and then clench at the back of my
head. I looked up and saw her head bent down, her chin on her chest, her
eyes clenched shut, her whole body rocking to the rhythm of her orgasm,
her hips gyrating ruthlessly over my face. After a few moments she
relaxed, supporting her weight on her hands placed on either side of my
head. I looked up at her and smiled sheepishly. I darted my tongue out
to her clit again, and her eyes rolled back into their sockets, and she
licked her lips.
On the other end, I felt the relative cool of the Summer air
replace the heat of Carol's pussy around my cock. Shelley's eyes were
closed, so she couldn't register my confusion and disappointment. Then
Carol came up and spoke softly in her ear, "Why don't you slide down and
lay on top of him and cuddle a little. He likes the feel of your titties
on his chest. Shelley opened her eyes and she appeared to me as some of
my friends at school did when they had been off for a toke. Her eyes were
glassy, and she had this pleasant, satisfied look on her face. She slowly
slid back down my body, leaving a slippery trail of her cum juices along
my chest. Carol seemed to be guiding Shelley, and just as her breasts
slid over my face, I felt Carol's hand on my cock again. This time,
unknown to Shelley, Carol was guiding my cock right into her wet, slippery
pussy! I looked up at Shelley again just in time to see Carol place her
hand on Shelley's shoulder, at the same moment I felt the heat of
Shelley's pussy near and brush the head of my cock. Shelley's eyes popped
open just as Carol gripped her shoulder, and my cock slipped into her hot
sluice. It was so wet and slick that there was almost no resistance up
until I hit her maidenhead. I felt Shelley tense up, but Carol prevailed
and cruelly forced Shelley down onto my rigid tool. Shelley's eyes bugged
a little, but then a brief smile played across her lips, and I felt a
tight ring squeeze and then give way around my cock deep inside Shelley's
pussy. I suspected that losing her cherry was not as painful for Shelley
as she had thought it would be. She lay on my chest a few minutes and
then she began to gently rock to and fro. In a few short moments Shelley
was fucking my cock with an abandon I would never have suspected her
capable of from seeing her the night before.
Just as I felt the first tingles of an approaching orgasm, Carol
caressed Shelley's shoulders and said, "OK, Shel, I want some, too."
Shelley stopped sliding herself up and down my cock, looked me in the eye,
and bent down and gave me one of the most memorable, passionate kisses I
have ever had. She raised her ass into the air and I felt my heavy cock
pop out of her pussy. Carol grabbed my arm and pulled me up. She lay on
the chaise and spread her legs wide, looking me right in the eye.
"OK, you can fuck me now, J." I knelt on the chaise between
my cousin's legs. I leaned down and grabbed a tit in one hand while
supporting my weight with the other, and I commenced sucking on the other
tittie. After a few moments of this I felt a hand caressing my ass, and
then another reaching around and stroking my cock. I started grinding my
hips into Shelley's hand, but then she started pulling me forward, guiding
me to Carol's pussy! Shelley climbed onto the chaise behind me and was
resting on her elbows, steering my cock, eager to return the favor Carol
had paid her. Just as the head of my cock spread Carol's pussy lips,
Shelley reared up and, with both hands on my ass, shoved me into Carol as
hard as she could!
"OOooff!" both Carol and I grunted, as every bit of my cock
schlopped into her deep, wet pussy. We all three giggled a bit until
Carol hunched her hips up and back, sending chills up my spine. I took
her hint and began see-sawing my hips back and forth, driving my cock deep
inside her pussy, and pulling it back out almost all the way. She wrapped
her arms around my neck and suckled on my ear. I pinned her to the
cushion with my chest as my hips pounded out their rhythm of passion
against my cousin's virginal vulva.
Shelley's hands were all over my ass and balls, and Carol's ass
and pussy. Every once in a while I felt her grasp my sac for a few
seconds as if weighing my testicles. Carol lay back and shut her eyes,
her passion coming out in a long moan punctuated by the impact of my
pelvis crashing into hers. I felt the tingle start somewhere in the
nether regions of my body, and my pace quickened as I began to visualize
emptying myself into my cousin once again. Very quickly Carol's legs went
up around my waist and pulled me down hard into her. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
uh, uh...uh....UH... UUHHHHHOOHHHHYYYEEAAAHHH!!!!"
I just held myself motionless as Carol, her legs locked around my
waist, rocked her hips violently against me and rode out her orgasm. As
her strength subsided, I resumed my pistoning, revitalizing that tingle,
and headed for my own orgasm. I could feel the pressure building.
Suddenly I felt Shelley's hand on my balls again, and she said, "You're
about to come! Don't come yet!"
I reluctantly pulled my very stiff cock out of my cousin's pussy
and sat on the edge of the chaise, figuring I'd let Carol get up, and let
Shelley take her place for the same position. Instead, Shelley turned her
back to me, put her butt in my face, grabbed a knee in each hand, and
lowered herself to my lap. She bounced around a bit, but finally found
the head of my dick with her hole, and began stuffing it inside her. I
leaned back a little to allow her the room to maneuver, but not so far
that I couldn't reach around and rub her breasts, which I did. The change
in position and sensation on my cock had tamed it a bit, but Shelley's
bouncing up and down, taking the whole of my cock into her pussy with each
downward thrust was quickly building up the pressure again!
Shelley reached between her legs and fondled my balls again, and
this time said, "Carol! He's gonna come! Help me make him come again!"
With that, Shelley slid up off of my dick, the tightness of her young
pussy actually making a popping noise when her lips cleared the head! She
twirled around and dropped to her knees, immediately dropping her face to
my lap and engulfing my cock. Carol, smiling, simply reached down and
massaged my balls. Shelley's technique was already as good as Carol's
despite that she had literally half Carol's experience! As her head
bobbed up and down, I could feel her tongue whirring away at the underside
of my dick, taking extra special care to diddle the sensitive ridge right
at the rim where the "helmet" comes to a point. The girl didn't miss a
word of what Carol told her!
I felt my balls as they clenched up close to my body, and my hands
involuntarily went to the back of Shelley's head and massaged her hair as
I pumped my cock up into her hot mouth. Carol sat down next to me, legs
off to the side of the chaise, still fondling my balls with one hand, the
other pulling my head down to suck on her firm little breasts.
My orgasm began as a long tensing of the lower half of my body. I
moaned into Carol's chest as my legs flexed open. I gripped the back of
Shelley's head by the hair, almost certain I was causing her pain that I
did not wish to inflict. Suddenly the head of my cock expanded inside
Shelley's mouth to what felt like twice its normal size. I grunted loudly
into Carol's chest and started to pull away, but she wrapped her arms
around my head and buried my face deeper into her breasts. I screamed
into her as the first gush burst forth from my cock and emptied into
Shelley's mouth. I looked at her face as it splashed against her throat.
Her eyes were wide as she tried to swallow the hot broth, and then they
squinted shut as the next spurt hit, and then the next, and the next. She
instinctively pulled back to allow more space in her mouth for cum, but
then her lips were directly caressing the super-sensitive ridge on the
underside of my cock, which intensified the pleasure a hundredfold, and
just as the last dribble of cum oozed onto her tongue, the renewed
sensation, and the highly erotic occasion caused another orgasm, not near
as much semen, just a few dribbles, but certainly as intense as the first
one, but so sudden and unexpected, and GOOD, that tears welled up in my
eyes and I nearly started sobbing from pleasure!
With a groan I collapsed back onto the chaise. Carol fell back
with me. Shelley, with her chin covered in saliva and my jism, continued
to suck on my penis. It was still hard, but it didn't have the same angry
red hue to it like it does BEFORE orgasm. But she sucked on it good and
hard for a while.
After we regained our strength we all took a dip in the pool to
rinse the cum and sweat from our bodies, only to go at it again on the
beach towels on the grass. Soon after, Bethy and Tina came home from
shopping, so we just sort of hung around the house with these stupid grins
on our faces all afternoon.
That evening Carol got permission to let Shelley spend the night,
and after coming out individually to the living room where I was bunked to
tease me several times, Carol finally sneaked me into her room where we
all three pleasured each other again. I thought I was dead when we heard
a knock on the door. It was Uncle Don telling the girls to knock off the
giggling. It's a good thing he didn't realize the giggling was caused by
his nephew tonguing their pussies on his daughter's bed!
The rest of the week all the kids stayed home to play in the pool,
and Shelley had to stay at home, so nothing more happened other than Carol
coming out of her room at night and visiting me in my hide-a-bed, or
taking me (literally!) outside.
That Friday I went back to the golf course with Uncle Don, and he
showed me a few pointers for the game, but my mind was on a different sort
of club, and a different sort of hole, so, needless to say, I never
learned the game of golf that Summer.
My parents arrived that Saturday afternoon, spent the night in the
hide-a-bed, exiling me to the floor. The next morning we all splashed
around in the pool. I cringed when my Mom laid out on the very same
chaise lounge where her son and her niece had fucked on several occasions,
and initiated an innocent girl to the joys of carnal pleasure. The same
afternoon we headed back home, Bethy, Tyler, and me, with our parents.
The next Summer at the picnic I learned that Carol was going out
with a boy from her school, and that they seemed pretty serious...as
serious as 15 year-olds can be. Regardless, she didn't seem to be
interested in me like she had been the years before. She did seem to have
a twinkle in her eye, the recognition of what we had done for each other
one year earlier.
The year after that I had a girlfriend of my own, and we were
pretty serious. As a matter of fact we went off to the same college and
lived together from sophomore year until a few months after graduation,
talking marriage the entire time.
With careers and marriage, Carol and I have wound up on opposite
sides of the country from each other, and we haven't so much as sent a
Christmas card since the second year after we discovered sex together. I
stopped going to the family picnics when I started college...it was just
too much effort to get to Lake Wetauga from school (I worked my Summers
in the tech lab), and it just became too painful for the families after
Aunt Linda died. But recently, Dad announced that he wanted to do it
again for old times sake. Uncle Don said he'd be there with his new wife,
and the girls said they'd come along to help introduce her to the family.
My wife's busy with her dissertation this Summer, so she wants me out of
the house for a while, so I'll go to Lake Wetauga.
Yeah. For old times sake.
Author: Eric Shon <ericshon@aol.com>
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My Sister and I
By Pussywillow
m/g, Cons
Disclaimer: This story is just the figment of the imagination and contains
depictions of sexual encounters between adults and children. If this type thing
bothers you then you should stop reading now. However if you recognize the
beauty of such loving and consensual relationships, then read on and I hope you
enjoy.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What would you do if you accidently peeked in on your younger sister and saw
her lying there diddling herself?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yeah, This is what happened to me way back in the early sixties when I,
Mike, was thirteen and my sister, Diane, was eight - almost nine.
I guess that we were what you'd call a middle class family, owning a
house and a car. It seemed that dad worked all the time and mom was always
going to meetings and bazaars and things like that.
The house was set up so that my bedroom was at the end of the hall, and
Diane's was next to mine with our parent's bedroom across the hall from us.
My sister and I were probably just like so many other brothers and sisters
as we liked each other, but then we squabbled and teased each other whenever
the opportunity struck. But all in all, I guess that we got along pretty well
together.
As far as sex goes, I was at the age when I was just beginning to notice
girls, and my buddies and I were now talking more about girls than anything else
as we passed around a whole lot of misinformation amongst us while trying to
glean whatever information we could from older members of our families and
acquaintances.
I had just learned how to masturbate almost a year ago, and was now
really enjoying myself by being able to do it three times in a row everyday, which
eventually made me think about the possibility of actually involving a girl with my
newfound pleasure.
Since I had seen my sister fleetingly naked from time to time, especially
when we were younger, I did have a fairly rough idea about just what a girl
looked liked down there - just enough to make me all that more curious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On this one particular day, I was in my room doing some homework when
I decided to go get a snack from the kitchen.
As I passed my sister's door on my way to the kitchen, I noticed that it
was slightly open. Her door had a problem, it had to be completely closed or it
would eventually open back up just a little.
That's when out of idle curiosity, I decided to open it just a bit more and
see what the heck she was doing in there that made her so quiet.
As I cracked open the door just enough to see in, I could see that she was
lying down on the bed on her stomach still clothed with that short dress of hers
still on her. But then I saw that her panties were pulled down a bit and one of her
hands seemed to be down underneath her, around her crotch.
This got me real curious as to just what she was doing.
As I quietly stood there watching her, I noticed that she had her head
turned away from me, and I realized that was the reason that she didn't holler at
me for peeking in her room. But I could detect a slight movement coming from
her hand that was hidden underneath her though.
As I continued to watch, I noticed that she soon started to breath real
heavy and then I noticed that her whole body seemed to freeze up a little for a
moment before she then relaxed again.
So I decided it was time for me to head on towards the kitchen before she
could catch me spying on her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Later as I was back in my room eating the cookies that I had just snitched,
I got to thinking about just what I was watching Diane do.
After a while, I realized from the way she was and from her actions that
she was probably diddling herself.
That assertion also made me now realize that she really wasn't the sexless
little girl that I had always believed her to be because I always thought that little
girls like her never really had any real sexual feelings until after they got big
enough to grow tits.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Of course, as the days continued to pass, I still continued to wank myself
off as I started to think more and more about what it would be like to actually
have a sexual adventure with one of Diane's cute girl friends. Or maybe even,
heaven forbid, with Diane herself.
I then tried to picture in my mind Diane and myself both lying there naked
on the bed with our hands in-between each other's legs, feeling each other up.
It did seem kind of far out though as I realized that it was by far the best
fantasy that I ever had for wanking myself off with while pretending that my
hand was her small hand wrapped around my dick.
Although mom had never really said so, I guess that I had always had the
feeling or thought that somehow, it just wasn't really right to have sex with your
own sister. But I guess that was what made my fantasy seem all that much more
interesting - forbidden fruits.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I guess that it was several weeks later when I accidentally found myself
again in about the same situation as I found myself in the first time I spied on my
sister.
Again as I passed her room to go to the kitchen, I noticed, again, that she
hadn't closed her door completely. So I again cracked it open just a bit more to
find Diane lying in somewhat the same position as last time.
As I again watched her masturbate herself, I suddenly got a bright idea
that seemed to kind of develop from my fantasies. So I said to myself, 'why not
find out if she really would like to have me to do that for her,' maybe it might be
just like what I had dreamed about.
I knew that I would most probably really enjoy it if I could get her to get
me off. But I'd rather it would be more of a consensual experience rather than
being just one sided.
So I very boldly opened the door a little more and then quietly walked on
into her room until I was standing right next to her.
As I noticed that she still hadn't heard me come in, I very quietly asked,
"Diane?...." and that's when I saw her suddenly jump and turn her head around
to look quite fearfully at me as I continued, "Wouldn't it feel a whole lot better if
I did that for you instead of you just laying there doing it all alone by yourself?"
I watched as she continued to look at me quite fearfully for a bit longer as
she digested just what I had just asked before I saw her start to relax again as I
continued, "I'll even let you do that to me also if you want to."
We both continued to look at each other for a bit more before I finally
heard her reply, "Well, okay if you promise not to tell."
Oh wow, was I ecstatic! I actually got the answer that I was so hoping for,
so I replied, "Oh don't worry about that, I won't."
I then went over and closed the door.
When I looked back, I saw that she had rolled over on her back and was in
the process of taking off her panties.
So I kicked off my shoes and laid down on the bed next to her with an
arm underneath her head as she wrapped her arms around me while my other hand
gravitated on down towards her crotch.
I then felt a wild sexual explosion go all through my whole body when I
felt my own hand actually cover my own little sister's bald pussy, and that's when
I realized that I had just experienced the sudden extreme sexual shock and
excitement of actually putting my own hand right down against my own sister's
bare pussy.
I had just given it a few rubs when I felt her hand softly grasp mine while
I heard her very softly say, "Here, put your finger on me just like this," while I
felt her hand guide my fingers to just where they were supposed to be.
As I tried to do just what she wanted me to do, I felt her correct me a
couple of times before I felt her hand finally leave mine and wrap itself around
my neck again.
So I finally found myself, very excitedly, actually laying there
masturbating my own sister just like in my dreams.
As I continued, I could feel her arms tighten around me as I felt her start
gyrating herself around against my fingers while I thought to myself about this
most awesome position that I found myself in while continuing to gleefully rub
her pussy for her just like she wanted me to.
Soon, I felt her whole body just seem to freeze up for a bit before I felt
her slowly relax again. After that, she then reached down and removed my hand.
But we still laid there for a bit longer, hugging each other before I saw her
finally lift her head up and prop it against her hand with her elbow against the bed
and ask with a big smile on her face, "Can I do that to you now?"
Wow! I just couldn't believe the position that I now found myself in as I
just laid there and watched my sister get up on her knees and unbuckle my belt.
Soon, as I very excitedly watched, she had my pants down and off of me.
Next, I saw her reach for my underpants, and as I lifted my butt up a little,
I saw her actually slide them on down and off of me.
After I had wildly watched my own little sister strip me of all of my lower
clothing I was now laying there with my lower half completely naked as I
watched her sit down on her knees and stare at my big hard-on that was standing
straight up in the air just like a proud soldier.
Being only thirteen, I still hadn't grown very much hair around my dick
yet, and as I was to find out later on after I grew up that the hard dick that I had
right at that moment was quite a bit smaller than the one that I would be sporting
after I had grown.
"Wow, I never knew that your thing could get that big!" I heard her say as
I watched her hand then reach over and grasp my hard shaft.
Just the sexual shock of feeling her small hand grasped around my hard
dick was almost enough to make me cum right then and there. So I quickly
grabbed for anything that I could find to catch my cum in just as I felt my sexual
feelings very quickly rise on up into that real awesome feeling that I was getting
from my own little sister's small girlish hand being wrapped around my hard dick.
I then very quickly pressed the cloth that I had in my hand against the end
of my dick just as I felt myself well right on up into the most fantastic climax that
I had ever experienced, and I very excitedly watched as I could both see and feel
myself shoot squirts of cum out into what I realized now, were her panties while I
felt her small hand still squeezing my dick.
Wow! The feelings I received were so great that I just laid there for a
moment in a sexual stupor before I was finally able to gather my thoughts about
me again as I heard her ask, "What is all of that that stuff that came out of your
thing?"
As I tried to pull my composure back together again, I realized that I had
just experienced without a doubt best ever climax of my young life. So as soon as
I could speak again, I replied, "It's my cum. I think it's the stuff that helps to
make babies."
After she bombarded me with even more questions, I tried to answer as
best as I could with my still very limited knowledge of sex when I finally asked,
"Would you like to do that to me again?"
I heard her giggle, "Yes." So I positioned her hand back on to my still
hard dick and showed her just how to move her hand back and forth on it.
Oh gosh, it felt so good to both watch and feel my own little sister wank
me off that I just laid there in a sexual stupor that I had never known before as I
watched my own little sister very gigglingly move her small hand back and forth
on my raging hard dick.
Oh gosh, the whole scene was so unbelievable that I just couldn't believe
that I was actually both feeling and watching my own little sister actually
masturbating me.
But suddenly I panicked as I realized that I was all too soon going to
climax again and shoot my cum out all over everything. So I quickly said, "Diane,
get that water glass off of your night stand and bring it here real quick."
I watched as she looked at me very quizzically for a moment until I said,
"I need it to catch my cum in."
But then, like a good little girl, I heard her giggle as she let go of my hard
dick and quickly went over and retrieved the water glass while I swung my legs
off of the bed and then sat on the edge of it as I watched her bring the glass back.
After she sat down beside me, I showed her just how to place the water
glass in front of my dick in order to catch my cum when I climaxed.
So I excitedly just sat there on the bed watching my little sister again, very
gigglingly, moving her small hand back and forth on my hard dick once more as I
just couldn't believe that this really was my own little sister doing this to me while
I felt my sexual feelings start soaring wildly higher and higher until they got so
great that I could feel myself feeling sexually higher than a kite just before I
literally exploded my cum right out into the water glass that she held while
hearing Diane still giggling.
Afterwards, it took me a while to gather my wits back before I could even
move again when I heard Diane ask, "Is this the stuff that you called cum?"
"Yes."
"Why do you pee it out?"
"It's the stuff that's used to make babies with."
"How does that work?"
"I really don't know. All I know is that if I shoot this stuff up inside a girl,
it might make her pregnant and have a baby."
At that point, I was now quite shocked as I watched her dip her finger
into it and started playing around with the gooey sticky stuff. So I nonchalantly
said, "Go on and taste it. It isn't pee so it won't harm you."
I then watched as she gigglingly lifted her finger towards her mouth as she
looked at me, and then stuck her tongue out and tasted it. Then I watched as she
now stuck her finger into her mouth and sucked what there was off of her finger
and said, "Oooooo, it feels so naughty to me to taste my own brother's cum, and
it really doesn't taste all that bad either."
I then watched as she dipped her finger back into the glass and gave it
another taste as I heard her say, "Will you do that to me again now?"
I then reached for the bottom of her dress to move it up out of the way so
that I could get my hand back onto her pussy again when I heard her say, "No no,
I want to sit on your lap."
After I got her positioned on my lap, I felt her wrap her arms around me as
I then moved her dress out of the way and put my hand back down on her pussy
as I felt her snuggle up against me.
So I just sat there fingering her pussy for her just like she had shown me
while I felt her just melt against me.
As I continued to hug her and rub her pussy, I realized just what an
awesome position I was in of actually being able to do this to my own little sister
no less, and I also realized that she had also insisted on being cuddled by me
while I rubbed her pussy for her. I guess that it had to do with her wanting to be
real intimate with me while I made her feel real good.
As I continued to rub, I realized that I now felt a very new and a very
special closeness with my sister that I had never known before, and I now had the
awesome feeling that it was now my special duty to make sure that I gave her that
real special real good feeling that I thought was a girl's version of a boy's climax.
Soon, I felt her hug my neck tighter as I felt her start to gyrate around a
little bit before I felt her whole body just seem to freeze up a little bit for several
seconds and then relax again.
There I sat, still cuddling my little sister for what seemed like several more
minutes before she finally lifted her head away from my neck and gave me several
kisses all over my face before she said, "Oh thanks big brother for making me feel
real real good. I really liked what we both did together."
She then got off of my lap and grabbed up her cum filled panties and
complained, "Oh! Just look at what you did to my panties. Now I'll have to get a
fresh pair out of the drawer."
Since we both now felt pretty well satisfied from our most awesome little
sexual adventure with each other, I then stood up and put my pants back on and
went on back to my room to finish up my homework.
After that, I spent the longest time going over in my head just what Diane
and I had done together in her room. Why I just couldn't believe that we were
actually touching each other down there. But I believed that we both really liked
what we did to each other though.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was several days later when dad was at work and mom had to go to a
meeting.
Just after mom left, Diane sidled up to me with a big grin on her face, and
asked, "How would you like to do some more of what we did the other day?"
I just couldn't believe it - my own little sister no less. I guess that she
actually got more fun out of what we did than I had imagined.
Of course I certainly wasn't going to say no, so we both hurried into her
bedroom and closed and locked the door.
As we stood there grinning very sheepishly at each other, I asked, "Why
don't we both just get undressed?"
I saw her smile at me as I watched her reach for the buttons on the back of
her dress. So I quickly took off all of my clothes, and soon, we were actually
standing there looking at each other completely naked.
I followed her as she laid down on the bed and I laid down next to her. A
moment later, she had her arms wrapped around me with her head lying on my
left arm while I had my right hand rubbing all around against her ultra smooth
body for a moment before it finally gravitated right on down to her pussy.
Soon, I could feel her squeezing me very tightly while she spread her legs
real wide open so that my fingers could rub her right on the front of her pussy.
Oh golly, I could even hear her make little squeaking noises while I felt
her bottom move all around as I realized that she seemed to be really enjoying
what I was doing to her. So it wasn't long before I felt her arms tighten around
my neck as I heard her emit little squealing noises just as I felt her freeze up. I
guess she must have been in that position for quite a few seconds before I then
felt her seemingly relax back down into a lifeless heap.
I continued to cuddle her for a while before she then lifted herself up and
gave me all sorts of little kisses all over my face as she said, "That's for making
me feel so good big brother. Now I'm going to make you feel real good now."
I watched as she scooted herself down towards my hard dick and sat in-
between my legs just before she grasped my hard dick with her hand and looked
very smilingly at me.
As I watched her move her hand back and forth on my hard dick, I asked,
"What are you going to use to catch my cum in?"
But, as she suddenly looked very quizzically at me, I said, "If you don't
use something, you're going to get my cum all over us and the bed."
I then heard her reply, "Oh oh, I forgot the glass, and last time I had to
wash my panties out in the bathroom so that mama wouldn't find out what we
did."
So I replied, "Well, you better use something."
Then I heard her say, "Hey, I know! Why don't I use my mouth. I
remembered it didn't taste too bad and you said it wasn't poisonous, so I guess I
could swallow it and then nobody'll ever know."
Wow! I just couldn't believe my ears as I realized just what she had said,
so I very excitedly replied, "Well okay, if you really want to that is."
I then watched as she got down and put her mouth down over the end of
my hard dick.
Oh my gads! I just couldn't believe it! So I said, "Yeah, why don't you
just go ahead and suck on the end of it just like that, and then when I do cum,
you'll already have your mouth over it to catch my cum when I shoot it out."
I watched her grin at me just before she laid down in-between my legs and
then put her mouth back down over my hard dick and smile at me while I
watched her suck on it for a moment before she lifted her head back up and
exclaimed, "Hey! You know this is fun. It makes me feel really real naughty to
actually have my own big brother's 'thing that you go to the bathroom with' right
inside my mouth."
I then watched as she lowered her mouth back down over my hard dick
and started sucking once more.
As I watched my little sister continue to suck on my dick, the whole thing
seemed so awesome and mind-blowing to me that it took only just a few sucks on
her part before I found myself literally exploding all of my cum right into her
mouth which was the most weird awesome feeling that I had ever had.
Afterwards, as she raised her head back up, I really was quite surprised
that she had managed to swallow all of my cum.
But as I saw her sitting there on her knees in-between my legs I saw a
great big smile grow on her face as I heard her say, "Wow, that was fun! Can I do
it again?"
I excitedly replied, "Sure, go right ahead." So I watched as she lowered
her mouth back down over my dick.
So I just laid there wallowing all around in all the fantastic feelings that
she was giving me as I again felt my sexual feelings soar on up higher than a kite
again before I shot all of my cum right into her mouth again.
As I watched her sit back up in-between my legs I heard her very
gigglingly say, "Now that I did it to you, you hafta do it to me now."
At that moment, as I saw her sitting there, I realized that her pussy was
pretty well hidden from me from the way she sat, which made me realize that
from all the sex that we had been having together, I really hadn't yet got a very
good look at her pussy.
As I thought over just what she wanted me to do, I realized that for me to
do that to her, I would have to put my mouth right down against the place that
she went to the bathroom with. But doing this had never before ever entered my
mind when I was fantasizing about fooling around with little girls, and I guess
that it had never occurred to any of us boys either that we would ever be putting
our mouths down against some girl's pussy or even have them suck on our dicks
just like my little sister had just done to me.
As I looked at her still sitting there in-between my legs waiting for me to
answer, I thought about what a sexually wild adventure it would be to maybe
actually do that back to my sister. So I replied, "Okay, lets change places."
As I watched Diane lay down on her back and spread her legs way out for
me, I quickly got myself positioned in-between her legs and looked.
Wow! Here I was for the very first time in my life, actually looking at a
real honest to goodness girl's pussy that was now laid all out wide open for me to
see.
As I stared, I saw her pair of plump pussy lips from where they started
and then ended just before her poop hole. Then I saw what appeared to be a very
tiny little dick like thingy sticking up from in-between her pussy lips.
I then took my fingers and very carefully rubbed them lightly all over her
pussy lips before I spread them apart to see what was inside. I guess that I fully
expected to find some sort of a hole for my dick to go into, but all that I found
was just a very tiny thing that I perceived was her pee hole.
Now that I had given her a more proper examination, I decided that it was
now time for me to go ahead and do my duty.
As I lowered my mouth down against her pussy, I had a real funny feeling
go all through me even as I tentatively actually kissed her right on her pussy lips.
As I did so, I felt her jerk and give out a little giggly squeal as I realized
that what I had just done had really done me no harm other than send another jolt
of sexual excitement all through me, so I put my lips back down against her plump
pussy lips again.
It was funny; it seemed that the more I kissed her there on her pussy the
more I seemed to actually want to kiss her there, and I also very quickly realized
that me having my mouth down against her pussy like that gave me a sexual thrill
that was really quite unbelievable - just absolutely out of this world from the wild
audacity of actually having my mouth right down there against her pussy.
As I kept on kissing, I could hear her gigglingly squeal as I felt her gyrate
her little butt all around, and that got me to eventually get both my mouth and
tongue in on the act, and I was soon having a real jolly good old time of it of both
licking and slurping my mouth and tongue all over her pussy as I very excitedly
heard her squealing with delight while I felt her little butt gyrate all around from
all the sexual pleasure that I was giving her.
Soon, I felt her bouncing her bottom all around on the bed as I tried to
hold her steady, and that's when I felt her whole body just seem to freeze right on
up, and I swear that she must have held her bottom at least six inches of off the
bed for quite a few seconds before she finally collapsed on back down again.
I then felt her hands very feebly trying to push my head away from her
pussy, but then, I held on because I certainly didn't want all of this wild sexual
fun to end yet.
Soon I could hear her squealing with delight again as I very gleefully
continued on licking and slurping all over her pussy.
By now, I found that what I was doing to Diane was so much fun that I
just couldn't make myself quit.
Again, I heard her squeal as I felt her lift her bottom clear off of the bed
again and just freeze there for several more seconds before she flopped back
down again.
Again, I felt her very feebly try to push my head away, but by now, I was
having too darn much fun licking her pussy for her to ever let her just push me
away like that, so I kept on going.
But I did manage to make her freeze up for the third time before my
tongue finally got so tired that I just had to quit.
As I rose back up on my knees and looked at her, she looked just as if she
was asleep. So I crawled back up on the bed again and laid down beside her and
cuddled her up to me.
At this point, I guess that we both felt pretty well sexually satisfied for the
moment, so we just laid there all cuddled up together for a long while until I
heard mom's car in the driveway.
I just listened to that noise for a moment before I panicked. So I grabbed
my clothes and then rushed on into my own room to try to get dressed before
mom could get inside the house.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I guess that Diane liked what we were doing to each other so much that
we continued to have sexual adventures with each other whenever we could.
If nothing else, she just had me rub her pussy for her whenever mom
wasn't looking.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A few months later when mom was out shopping, I had found a tube of
lubricant in the medicine chest.
So, as we were again having fun playing with each other naked, I had her
get up on my lap facing me while I sat on the edge of the bed and let her rub my
hard dick up and down against her pussy just like we had done several times
before.
Only this time, I rubbed a little of the lubricant on my dick, and as she
rubbed my dick up against her pussy this time, wow, it felt really slick and good.
I guess that she liked the feel of it so much that she got carried away and
was really moving my dick up and down against her pussy; humping herself
against my dick when I heard her suddenly give out a little screech just as I felt
the end of my dick suddenly go inside her.
I watched as she suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "OW! I hurt myself!"
But then as she held her position, I saw her look at me with a very
surprised look on her face for a moment before I heard her say in a very naughty
voice, "Oh oh, I think I can feel your dick inside me!"
I continued to watch as she kept that real surprised look on her face while
I felt her slowly push herself on further and further onto my dick while I watched
my dick gradually disappear on into her.
I was now soon really quite shocked to actually feel her sitting there right
against me on my lap knowing full well that my dick was now completely buried
all the way up inside of her.
It was then that I realized that I was feeling this most awesome feeling all
over my dick from being inside her most awesome warm wet hole.
I then felt her wrap her arms around me while we both now very franticly
moved my dick all around inside of her until I felt her freeze up just as I felt her
pussy start contracting against my dick.
But by that time I was so hot that just the feeling her pussy contracting
against my dick like that made my sexual feelings rise on up so high that I went
and climaxed all of my cum right into her.
Then, as I felt her recover from her climax, we both realized just what had
happened. So with the added slipperiness of my cum now being inside her new
found hole, we now really went at it while feeling the most awesome and the
most intimate contact of actually having both of our naked bodies joined together.
Oh my gosh! I never knew that anything could feel as good as that as I
continued to feel my hard dick sliding all around inside of her pussy, and I guess
that she really liked the feeling of it being in there also. So we both just sat there
and wildly fucked each other as I ecstatically felt her freeze up on me several
more times, making her vagina keep on contracting against my hard dick, before I
finally shot all of my cum into her for the third time. But now as I started to feel
very uncomfortable down there next to my balls, I knew that I just had to quit. So
I guess that we both had a pretty darned good time of it of actually fucking each
other.
Afterwards, we had to go into the bathroom to get ourselves cleaned up,
and as I looked at my dick and then at her pussy, I noticed that we were both
covered all over down there with what looked like blood tinged cum.
As we cleaned ourselves up, I realized that I had actually broken through
something that was covering her hole. It was then that I remembered some of the
guys talking about breaking a girl's cherry. So I guess that was probably what I
had just done to my own little sister.
As she continued cleaning her pussy, I noticed that she was no longer
bleeding down there, but she was having one a heck of a time trying to get all of
my cum back out of her hole though.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Later on we both talked quite a bit about what we had just done to each
other. But I guess that she really liked what we had done so much that we now
continue to fuck each other every chance that we can get.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Ann Wonders Why Her Brother is Different
by Ann and Ed (address withheld)
***
Twins, Ann and Ed were born in the late 1930's. Living
on a farm, they found themselves alone a lot and by the
time they were 14, that age of gentle times allowed
them to explore each other. They discovered what made
them happy and have written of their experiences from
childhood till they approached 70. (mf-teens, inc, 1st,
coming of age)
***
During the fifties, life was simple and people were
friendly, and those who grew up during those times had
few hang-ups. In those days playing house or doctor if
you were pre-elementary, or even school age, and if you
lived on a farm, swimming nude in front of others your
age was no big deal. Children learned about the birds
and bees from each other, as parents didn't speak of
monsters in the alleys or behind every tree that would
molest children.
This story deals with twins, a boy and girl named Ed
and Ann, who lived on a farm in the Midwest. Although
it was no longer farmed by the family, the land was
rented out to other farmers in the area. Their father
had passed away, and the siblings had begun to depart
the farm within a few years of the twins being born. WW
II came along and took two brothers of the twins to
fight for the honor of free men, women, and children.
By the time this story reaches its crucial part, the
year was 1952, and the twins had passed beyond playing
doctor or husband and wife. They had played Tarzan and
Jane in the woods on the farm, or while swimming in the
creek that trailed in slow curves from on side of the
farm to the other.
The twins would swim nude, as did their older siblings,
and other than some touching to see what was different
about the other, nothing really happened between the
twins, that other children of that age didn't engage in
as part of the rites of passage.
From the time Ed and Ann were nine or so, they would
play "tag" or some such game they made up, and the main
idea of the games was to find a reason to touch the
other. Ann, who never developed more than 32-A breasts
in her life time, had small breasts buds that Ed liked
to grip lightly in his hand.
Ed especially liked touching the small pink tips that
were centered on the puffy mounds. Eventually the game
became more exciting, as Ann became more advanced
sexually than her brother, which is part of nature's
way of children developing, and she kept trying to find
out why her brother was different.
When hair first grew over Ann's "kitty," Ed hadn't
gotten his yet, but liked to pull on the few hairs she
had accumulated. Ann had found it curious that she had
hair growing on her sex, while her brother didn't For
Ann, she found the foundling and holding of her
brother's thing in her hand, or rubbing it until it
became stiff, caused her to grab Ed's thing whenever
she could.
By the time she was 12-years-old, Ann found it pleasant
to make her brother's thing become hard in her hand.
Then Ann stopped touching him, as she eventually
reached the knowledge of the function and awareness of
sex, as her mother explained to her that she was
becoming a woman. Yet for Ann, there was still the need
to explore her brother's sexuality in some manner.
Thinking back later in his life, Ed realized Ann was
the one who invented many of the touching games. Ann
had started wrestling with Ed, and would always try to
keep him from getting on top of her when they played
the "pen-me-down" game. Yet, no matter what happened,
Ed found he would soon be lying on top of Ann and
between Ann's legs, while his small erection was
pushing at her hairless sex. During this game, Ed found
his sibling would flip her legs around in the air,
while he was on top of her.
This game started when they were around 10-years-old,
and Ed seemed to always get a stiffly, and he loved
feeling it against his sister's "kitty." By the time
determined it would feel great to push his erection up
inside Ann's "kitty," she stopped the "pen-me-down"
game.
At the start of the year 1952, Ann began wanting to see
her brother nude, but had suddenly stopped letting him
see her without clothes. Ann had been lectured or given
literature to read, ensuring she knew enough about
males and females engaging in acts of sex that she was
concerned her brother might attempt to have sex with
her.
Then it was summer time 1952, and the twins were home
alone during the day, and found many things to keep
them busy. They occupied their time weeding and hoeing
the garden, mowing the large lawn on the farm, feeding
and watering the five-dozen or so chickens that laid
fresh eggs for them, and which they sold to earn
spending money. During the early part of summer, they
grew strawberries, and earned money from these, and
their mother was proud that they enjoyed working to
earn money.
They also took care of the five sheep and one wild
Billy-goat that their mother kept in the large field
between the house, barn and other outbuildings. The
animals were used to keep the grass and weeds trimmed,
and by the six animals eating the grass, so it wasn't
necessary to hire someone to mow the field. One day,
Ann had gone into the field to get a ball they had been
playing pitch and catch with, and the Billy-goat
charged her and butted her in the butt. She didn't get
hurt, but Ed still teased her about the goat.
When the twins were born, they were the pride of mom
and dad, and they grew up with the other siblings in
the family, but were always thought of as different and
special by the family. By the time they were in the
ninth grade of school, they were living alone with
their mother, as the other siblings had grown and left
home, and the brother next to them in age had been
drafter in the Army during the Korean War. Their father
had passed away a few years previously.
During their childhood, they played games and swam in
the creek behind the house, and thought nothing of
being naked in front of each other. By the time they
were 8-years-old, they had drifted to games of look and
touch, show me yours, and I will show you mine, but
those game ended before they were 13-years-old, and Ann
had started her periods. For Ann, the onset of menus
was never normal, as she would spot for a day or so,
but not each month, and never had a full period until
she was in her twentieth year.
Ed would tease his twin sister, and watch for any
chance to touch her like they had only a few years
previously. Ann would always tell her brother, "I can't
let you touch me any more, but if you want, you can
show me your thing and let me see it get big." This had
become routine for the past year or so, and since they
were now 14-years-old, Ed had gotten hard each time he
let his sister see his boner.
Yesterday morning, while Ed was taking a bath, Ann,
knocked on the bathroom door and after he told her to
come in, Ann asked, "Can I see you?" Looking at her
sibling, Ann informed him, "I especially like seeing
you hard and looking at the hair growing around your
thing?"
"Yeah, but I want to look at you, cause you see mine
all the time, and I haven't seen yours since you first
got some hair on your "kitty," as Ann called her sex."
In the bathtub, Ed stood up and he was hard in just a
few minutes. Ann stayed about four feet from where her
brother stood in the bathtub and for the first time in
front of his sister, was slowing stroking his erection.
Ed asked, "Ann will you "jack-me-off" just once?"
"No, but will you squirt the stuff from it you told me
about, I want to see what that looks like, okay," Ann
asked? Then Ann spoke in a soft voice and nearly a
whisper, as if she was afraid someone would overhear
her, told her brother, "Ed, maybe the next time I'll
let you see me?" As she spoke, Ann moved to where she
was standing no more than a few inches from the edge of
the old style bathtub, and watched her twin brother
running his hand up and down his male thing.
Ann's eyes never left her brother's hand as it moved
faster and faster up and down his erection. Ann's
natural instincts told her today was going to be
special, as she had finally convinced her twin brother
to shoot his stuff off. Yes, Ann, thought, this morning
she knew that Ed was about to do it, he was going to
squirt his stuff just for her. She and her girlfriends
had spoken about boys doing such things. One girl,
Sandy Jean, who lived on the farm next to the twins,
said her older sister had told her how she would stroke
a boy off, but not have sex with any of them.
"Jack-me-off, Ann, do it for me, please, ohhhh," Ed
cried out his plea, as he was near to the point of
ejaculating. For the first time ever, he had decided to
jack-off in front of his sister, in hope that she would
take him in her hand and do it for him. Ed continued
his request that Ann do it for them, but in another
minute, he couldn't hold back, and shot off his load of
cum. The liquid bullets shot toward his sister, and
some landed on her clothes. "Touch me, let me feel your
hand on me, please Ann," Ed asked his sister?
Instead, the young girl moved backward, with surprise
on her face, and knowledge that she would never be the
same after watching her brother shot his stuff out of
his erection. Turning around, Ann walked quickly from
the bathroom and to her own room. In her room, Ann
pulled her dress from her body, and holding it so she
could look at the thick fluid that was spotted on
several places of her dress, she slowly touched each of
the wet spots with her fingers.
With a curious fear in her actions, Ann could not
believe how seeing her brother squirt his stuff made
her feel. Her body was shaking, not in anxiety, and
definitely not panics, but she was suffering a young
girl's first true experience with sex. Not intercourse
sex, Ann understood, but for the first time, truly knew
what it meant for a boy to do it to a girl. The
experience allowed Ann the why and how boys wanted to
put their thing in a female and give them their seed.
Ann had finally seen her brother squirt his stuff, but
somehow hadn't found out why her brother was different.
Previously Ann had experienced strange feelings between
her legs, in her sex, but nothing had ever compared to
the strange and erotic desires that caused her pelvic
area to move back and forth in seeing and feeling a
boy's cum. Ann understood from simply being female, she
was feeling a desire for her body to be against a male,
with his thing up inside her "kitty."
Pulling her covers back from the bed, Ann got under the
covers, and pressed the wet spot of her dress against
the crotch of her panties. Ann recalled when she and
her twin brother would swan nude and wrestle in the
water, and when they were around 12-years-old, they'd
lain on the ground and continued wrestling. One
afternoon, Ann had felt her brother's thing pressing
against her "Kitty" and had wrapped her legs around her
brother and pulled him tight against her body.
At that age, Ann had no need to expect sex to happen,
but she wondered if her brother couldn't have done more
to make it feel better, if he had wanted? In fact, Ann
recalled that she had decided to let her brother put
his thing up her "Kitty" if he had so desired. Ann
wanted to experience that act sex, but Ed did not take
advantage of her desires and unannounced permission. At
the time, Ann wondered why she hadn't told him to push
it between her the lips of her "kitty."
Lying in bed for another half hour, Ann decided she
needed to get up and clean off her dress, in case her
mother saw the spots and would certainly know where
they were from. While she was hand washing the spots on
her dress, Ann was standing in her bra and panties, and
Ed opened the bathroom door and entered the room with
her. "Ed, you can't see me like this, but I've got to
wash your stuff off of my dress, so Mom doesn't see it
on my dress."
"Why, you see me naked all the time and I let you watch
me jack-off just a short while ago, besides you have
your bra and panties on, and that is more than I did?"
Looking at his sister, Ed saw the dark spot in her
panties, between her legs, and knew it was the hair on
her "Kitty" and asked her, "Did you like watching me,
especially my stuff shooting out from my hard on?"
Ann was afraid to answer, as she had been extremely
excited and physically aroused in seeing her brother
doing it to himself. Ann had truly wanted to do it for
him, but some trepidation stopped her. Then Ann told
her twin brother, "Yeah, Ed, I enjoyed watching you, I
didn't know it would shoot out so far from your thing
and land on my dress."
While she was standing and rinsing the spots on her
dress, Ann didn't move or say anything when her brother
reached out and rubbed her back. Her back was naked,
except for her bra strap covering it, and Ed believed
he was touching a smooth material.
Unsure what he could get by with in touching his
sister, Ed allowed his hands to rove all over her back,
and down onto her panty covered hips, and even down
onto her upper thighs. Ed became bolder and moved his
hands around to the front of her body and his hands
cupped her bra covered breast. Ann didn't speak or
attempt to stop his touching her breasts, and deep in
her mind, willed her brother to touch her body even
more intimately. "Ed, do something," she told her
brother by some form of telepathy, although Ann did not
realize she possessed any real known power of
extrasensory psychic.
"Perhaps I can find out why my brother is different,
even if I know the difference between his being a male,
and I a female, but there is something so different
between us, and if he touches me inside my bra, it
won't be a problem," Ann thought to herself.
"What don't you reach under my bra, and feel my
breasts," Ann's extrasensory powers relayed to her
brother? Simultaneously, as she willed her brother to
touch her breasts, Ann felt her body becoming flush,
and felt a strange need easing through her total being.
Ann knew she could still tell her brother not to touch
her, but this time was different and wanted him to
touch her, and knew it was from having seen and felt
his stuff.
Indeed, Ann felt the strange sensations coursing
through her sex, and she pressed her panty covered
"Kitty" against the bathroom vanity sink counter. Ed
moved so he was standing directly behind his sister,
and pulled his zipper down and took his thing out of
his pants, and pushed it against the crease in the back
of his twin sister's panties. "Oh, Ann, you feel so
good, and then he pulled the hip portion of her panties
to one side and placed his erect cock against the space
between her round hips.
As he did, Ed felt his sister open her legs slightly,
and he was able to place his erection between her legs.
Ed felt the damp wetness of her "Kitty" resting against
his thing and he moved his hands up to her breasts, as
if his sister was speaking to him to put his hands on
her bra covered breasts. Ed slipped his hands
underneath Ann's bra, and pushed it up over her 14-
year-old hard breasts. Slowly, Ed being to squeeze his
sister's young breasts, while rubbing his thing back
and forth between her legs, enjoying the stimulation of
his sex against that of his twin sister's.
"Did I ask my brother to touch my breasts, and now he
is," Ann asked herself, knowing she had thought of this
only moment before? The pretty teenage girl knew he
should ask her brother to stop, but his hands were
making her body feel like it was on fire.
"Ed, you should stop," but as she spoke in a soft
whisper, that was barley audible, Ann made no move to
stop her brother from his intimate caressing of her
body, or his hands caressing her firm breasts. The
feeling of her brother's thing against her own was
creating tremendous needs in Ann's body.
She felt his stiff male erection against the bottom of
her sex and moved so it pushed upward against it in the
front and thought she best stop him before it slipped
up into her "kitty." Instead, Ann squeezed her thighs
tightly together, and this gripping on her brothers
thing by the small puffy flaps of her labia, caused her
to feel immediate sexual gratification.
Never in his life had Ed ever felt anything like the
feeling of his erection rubbing against his sister's
sex, and each time he pushed forward and upward at the
same time, felt it press between what he knew was her
sexual opening. Also, the feeling of the silk like
material of her panties, as the head of his manhood
pushed against her panties, caused him to feel a weird
desire. Then Ed understood only one thing, he was going
to go off, and this time against a girl's pussy, even
if it was his twin sister's "kitty."
"Golly, oh, Ann, Annnnnn, augh," Ed moaned out as he
felt himself release a load of cum, then another, and
another, then once more, for one last time. Finally Ed
sagged against his sister so solidly, he caused her to
fall backward against him, and they both landed on the
floor.
His sister was resting against his body; actually she
was half laying on him, as he lay on his back. Ann was
also suffering from a sexual relapse, as she had
climaxed from feeling her brother releasing his male
liquid against her "kitty."
"Oh, Ed, you, you made me feel good." For a minute
neither Ann nor her brother said anything. Then Ann
reached down and slipped her hand inside her panties,
and searched for her brother's thing. Her hand found
what she desired to touch, and feeling the wetness all
over the inside of her panties, and on the hair of her
sex, she took his thing in her fingers and squeezed it
for a few moments.
The highly satisfied teenage girl knew the feeling of
sexual release for the first time in her life, and
knowing that she had let down her first climax, rolled
over onto her back, while pulling her brother on top of
her. Ann reached down and took her brother's young
member in her hand, and pulling the leg of her panty
open and her hand slipped his still erect thing against
her satisfied but highly agitated sex.
Ann found herself rubbing the wet end of her brother's
thing between the lips of her sex, from the top to the
bottom of wet drenched female opening, and she knew
only a strange peace in her body. Even now, Ann
understood she hadn't found out why her brother was
different. For a few minutes Ann enjoyed the sensations
of holding her brother in her hand, and then told her
brother, "Ed, we best get up, and get dressed before
mom gets home," although their mother had only left for
work an hour before.
Reluctantly Ann allowed her brother to rise from his
position of being on top of her and rubbed the wetness
on her hand over her stomach. "Maybe tomorrow, I will
let you see me, if you don't try to do anything, or at
least no more than what we did just now, okay?"
"Oh, Ann, do you really mean it, I can see you, it has
been so long, and I can't wait, to look at how pretty
you must be now that your older," Ed responded. Then he
asked his sister, "Did you like rubbing my thing
between your "kitty," and would you let me put it
inside your "Kitty" and see what that would feel like?"
Ann knew that her brother was happy, and when he walked
from the bathroom, she actually wished that he was
still with her, and they could play some more. From the
forefront of her new found desires, Ann told herself,
"I would let my brother do it to me, it he came back in
the bathroom, I want to feel him inside my "kitty."
Thinking of the repercussion of letting her brother put
his thing in her "Kitty" would cause her to lose her
virginity, Ann only knew one thing, and my brother can
have my cherry. After hand washing her panties, Ann
walked into her bedroom, and placed her dress on a
chair back and her panties on a door knob so they would
dry.
The next day, around noon, they had finished working in
the garden, and Ed asked, "Would you like to go
swimming, it is hot, and I feel dirty from working in
the garden?" In his mind, Ed thought if his sister wore
her bathing suit, he'd have a better chance of getting
her undressed, than if Ann was only wearing shorts, top
and underwear.
"Sure, we can fix a picnic lunch to take with us," Ann
replied." Smiling at her brother, Ann asked, "Ed, would
you like for us to swim nude, as we did when we were
young," Ann knew she was making it easy for her twin to
view her nude. Since yesterday morning, Ann had wanted
a repeat of feeling her brother splashing his warm
creamy stuff on her sex again. They would be nude and
Ann knew Ed would want to release his stuff on her.
Then Ann remembered her thoughts from yesterday and how
she wanted her twin brother have sex with her, and to
push his thing all the way up her little "Kitty" and
splash his stuff deep in her body.
"Yeah, that would be nice, but are you only teasing me,
or will you do that for me, oh, Ann, you're such a
wonderful sister," Ed said as he hugged Ann.
"Maybe I will do more, would you like to do a lot more,
a real lot more than before, Dear Brother?" To herself,
Ann wondered what it would be like to feel her brother
squirt his cum inside her "Kitty" and knew she would
assuredly discover an answer to that question the next
time they were nude.
"Ann, your not just teasing me; I hope you aren't? "
Continuing in halting speech, "Would - you - let - me -
put - my... cock - I - mean - my - thing..." Ed could
not finish the question, as he was fearful he would
frighten his pretty twin sister.
While they were searching for things for a picnic
lunch, they heard a car pulling up the driveway from
the country dirt road at the front of the farm house.
Walking to the front door, and out onto the porch, Ed
saw it was his Aunt Rose and Uncle Roy, his mother's
sister and her husband. Greeting them, Ed listened as
his Aunt Rose told how they had driven over to get a
couple dozen fresh eggs and wanted to take him and his
sister into town and treat them to lunch at the truck
stop diner.
After Ann had packed the eggs in the cartons her aunt
had given her, she looked at her twin brother and saw
the look on his face showed the disappointment from
their being unable to swim nude together. Ann told her
aunt and uncle that they would need to take a quick
bath as they had been working in the garden all
morning, and was dusty.
"You two go ahead and clean up, you're Uncle Roy and I
will set on the porch and keep cool and watch the
sheep, while you get ready," Aunt Rose told her nephew
and niece.
Ann and Ed walked up the stairs to the bathroom to wash
and change clothes, and Ann whispered, "Would you like
to wash off with me, Ed, but you can't touch me, okay?"
"Sure, I want to see you with nothing on, now I can,"
Ed replied to his sister's inquiry.
"We'll wash off with a washcloth, and I'll undress, and
you can also, but promise you won't touch me or try
anything, because Aunt Rose might find out."
After they undressed and washed their bodies with cool
water, Ann had watched as Ed became excited when she
removed her bra and her white cotton panties, with pink
flowers on them. "You got hard watching me, didn't you,
Ed, do you like seeing me with nothing on?" Then her
female inquisitive nature came into play and she asked
a question women like have asked since time immortal,
"Am I pretty, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Before him, Ed viewed his nude sister, and he simply
froze at first when viewing her nude image. Ann was
about five-one, weighed 102 pounds and her 32-size
breasts were shaped like the paper inserts they put in
the soda holders at the drug store soda counter in
town.
His eyes took in her beauty, and Ed moved behind her,
and looked at her round hips, that curled out and round
from the top of her hips, and down to where they joined
her legs. Ann legs were lovely shaped, and Ed could see
light fuzz growing on the thighs, and wondered if she
shaved her legs? Ann hadn't started shaving her legs as
of that time in her life, but Ed didn't know that.
Watching his twin sister display her body to his eyes,
Ed felt his penis getting the feeling he received
before going off, when he jacked-off. Wow, I'm not even
touching my thing, and I'm going to cum. Then Ann's
words and the view of the fine brown hair that grew
thinly over the top of her sex, and along the small
lips on each side of her opening, gave Ed untold
satisfaction and passion. The need to release his
creamy male juice was upon him, and Ed wanted his
sister holding him in her hand when he shot his cum.
"Yeah, oh, oh, Ann, I can't help it, touch me quick,
I'm going to cum, aughhhh,," Ed cried out, and to his
satisfaction, Ann reached out and took his thing in her
soft hand just before his ejaculation left his penis.
To his gratification, Ed felt his sister, pull his
young and ready to squirt erection against the hair on
her lower stomach, and then Ann moved it between the
lips of her "kitty." Ed nearly passed out from the
excitement and pleasure the act provided him.
"Ed, you liked that didn't you, and I hope it made you
feel good," Ann asked her quivering brother as he moved
his arms on her shoulders to hold himself erect?"
"Yes, oh, yes," Ed whispered out in pure young male
teen desire. They finished washing off, and then
dressed, and Ann told her brother, "Ed, we can swim
tomorrow, if you want,"
The afternoon with their Aunt Rose and Uncle Roy was
fun for the twins, but a few times each, thought of
what had happened in the bathroom. For Ann, the feeling
of holding her brother's squirting thing against the
hair over her sex, then inside her sexual opening, and
feeling his warm liquid run through her maiden hair and
down her body and onto her legs, still didn't answer
her question of why her brother was different?
During the time they were growing up, they would think
about the same thing, at the same time, or be doing
something, and decide they wanted to do it with the
other. Their parents and their teachers at school had
noted they had the same communication with each other
that was thought to be something limited to identical,
but not fraternal twins. During the time with their
aunt and uncle, each willed the other to think of the
intimate touching they had shared before leaving the
house.
The afternoon, spent with their aunt and uncle, the
twins found enjoyable, and was surprised when Aunt Rose
bought Ann a blouse and Ed a shirt. After they returned
home, their mother came home from work and found her
sister and brother-in-law visiting. Fixing dinner for
sister and brother-in-law, and her own family, with
help from her sister was an enjoyable late afternoon.
Before her sister left for home, they all sat on the
porch and watched the sky becoming dark, knowing the
skies would likely open up with a tremendous rainfall.
After going to bed, and waking the next morning, Ed
found it was still raining, but not as hard as the
previous night, but it was a rainy morning as their
mother left for work. Watching their mother drive away,
the twins, still in their night clothes, walked back
inside, and Ed spoke, "Guess the rain will cause the
creek to be muddy, so we can't go swimming, nuts."
"Maybe we can play in the barn, in the mow, like we did
when we were little, remember," Ann asked her brother?
"Yeah, that would be nice, we haven't done that for a
long time, can we, like, you know, see each other?"
"If you would like, but let's take that old quilt from
the swing with us, and that way we can lie on the hay
and not get scratched, "Ann commented. Thinking to
herself, "Ann realized she should take a towel so when
her brother squirted, their mother wouldn't find it on
the quilt."
Walking into her room, Ann opened a drawer on her
dresser, and found the two hand-towel sets she'd
embroidered, and also had crocheted around the edges of
the towels, for a 4-H project. Ann selected the one
with the blooming spring flowers in bright colors, and
the one for which she'd won first prize on at not only
the county fair, but the state fair, also.
Dressing for the day, Ed recalled the times he would
play in the bank-barn as a little boy. He had always
enjoyed playing cowboy in the barn, and would climb in
the stalls where they milked the cows, or hide in the
large hay bens where the horses were kept.
Leaving the house, it was raining lightly as they ran
to the barn, and for Ann, she had suddenly understood
what she had accepted and knew would happen if she
undressed, and she felt a chill pass thought her body.
When she stood under the overhang of the barn, Ann
hugged her towel to her chest, and speaking to herself,
said, "I guess we will have play sex today and I will
"jack-him-off," but maybe Ed won't want me," Ann
worried to herself?
"I must be careful when Ed doesn't try to put his thing
inside me, as it could make me pregnant" Ann cautioned
herself. But as Ann was thinking of the idea, felt her
self get wet between her legs and know she was ready
for sex, if her brother wished, and any thought of
pregnancy was forgotten.
They entered the bank barn from the open and lower
livestock area, and once inside, climbed the ladder to
the barn floor, and then the ladder up into the
hayloft. They saw the loose made hay from when their
father still farmed and the mow was nearly half full.
For a moment, Ed wondered why his mother purchased
bales of hay to feed the sheep and goat instead of
using what was in the bam, as it was enough for at
least two years.
Placing the quilt on the hay, Ann tossed the towel down
on the quilt and looked at her brother as she asked,
"You want to touch me, don't you Ed, will you?" The
idea of being touched by her brother was something she
hoped Ed would say he wanted to do.
Even when she asked the question, Ann knew that she
would allow her brother to touch her like she had two
days before in the bathroom. Especially, Ann reasoned,
like when her brother pulled her panties to one side,
and placed his thing in her panties from behind her.
Both siblings watched the other undress, and Ann was
amazed to see her brother wasn't hard when he removed
his underwear. When she removed her shorts and panties,
she noticed Ed's thing became erect quickly, as it went
from hanging down, until it pointed straight up against
his stomach.
Neither made a move to recline on the quilt, nor did Ed
or Ann speak, but just from looking at his sister, Ed
felt his thing begin to tingle. Had, Ann, not spoken,
interrupting his thoughts of viewing his pretty 14-
year-old nude twin sister, the young boy knew he would
have shot his load just from seeing her pretty breasts.
The smooth texture of her skin, from her neck to below
her waist, drew his eyes to study each tiny mole or
fuzz like hair he saw on her body.
Ed moved a few steps until he was standing in front of
his sister, and spoke so softly, Ann could just make
out what he asked. "You're beautiful, can I kiss you,"
Ed asked as he took her hands in his and eased them
both down on the quilt.
Ann made no reply but turned so she was looking at her
brother, then shut her eyes, and puckered her lips in
how she thought they should be shaped when kissed.
Reaching out with her dainty hand, Ann placed her left
hand on her brother's shoulder, and moved her lips
until they met those of her sibling, which was seeking
hers.
Their lips touched in a tentative way, and for Ann, who
had been kissed a few times by a couple of boys while
playing hide-and-seek, found she wanted her lips
pressed even tighter against her brother's. Her hands
were holding her brother's face, and pulled her twin's
lips tighter against her own. For Ed, as a teenage
male, he soon discovered the pleasure of his first
kiss, not considering it was with his own twin sister.
Their bodies closed on the others, as they lay on their
sides, Ed felt his chest being touched by his sister's
tiny, hardened-pink nipples, and it felt as if Ann's
breasts would press through the skin of his chest. For
several minutes they lay against each other kissing, as
their hands touched the others back, but made no move
to stroke or caress the other's sex.
Ed's body shuddered, as he felt his 14-year-old twin
sister open her smooth thighs and allow his erection to
nestle against the hair that sparsely covered her sex.
Without knowing how long it was after his sister opened
her thighs to his probing erection, Ann reached down
and eased the male organ to assist in the act of
copulation. The tip of his young manhood was touching
Ann's narrow gap of warm, damp teenage womanhood.
Squeezing his eyes tight, Ed could feel his semen
rolling from his testicles, and starting the travel to
leave his body.
Slowly, almost in slow motion, Ed's arms hugged his
sister, and then he moved one arm until his hand was
cupping his sister's left breast. "Ann!" "Ann, I'm
going to squirt!" As he spoke, Ed felt his juices
leaving the vibrating end of his thing and splash
against his twin sister's quivering young vagina.
Uncertain how to take advantage of entering his
sister's "Kitty" and completing the act of sex, Ed
simply pressed his throbbing erection against the small
area where the lips of his sister's labia met at the
lower part of her prepuce.
Ann cried out her own release, "Oh, my brother, do be
careful, do go off in me, oh, Ed, your squirting in me,
I feel like I'm exploding! " Nothing else matter at
that moment in time for Ann, and she let down her
climax, "Ed, yesss, Ed, I'm doing it, you're making me
do it, Ed!"
Neither twin moved to break the contact, and they lay
in fascination at being nude against each other, and
what it had been like to kiss the other, press their
genitals against the other's sexual parts, and climax
at the same time. For several minutes they lay
together, and finally Ann sat up, reaching out, took
her towel, wiped off her brother, and found his young
manhood so smooth and exciting to touch.
Ann watched the young penis shrink from being stiff to
a shrunken limp small sausage like object. "Ed, your
disappearing, and getting smaller, it feels good in my
hand," and as she spoke, wiped the still dripping
fluids from his pudgy penis with her naked hand. In a
way so her brother couldn't see what she was doing, Ann
moved her hand up to her face, and let the tip of her
tongue touch Ed's male juices, and then she licked it
from her hand.
They sat up, facing each other Indian fashion, and Ed
couldn't stop looking at his sister's parted sex.
Moving forward, Ed helped her lay back, and he moved
between Ann's legs. Ed sat so he could reach out and
explore her sex, and saw his cum matted in the hair
about Ann's sex, and over the inside of her female
opening. Moving his fingers in a gentle way, Ed pulled
the lips of her sex apart to enable him to view inside
his sister's "kitty," and enjoyed feeling the light
growth of hair on the edges of her sex.
Within a few minutes of foreplay, Ed was once more
erect, and Ann saw how his thing had grown even larger
than before. The teenage girl developed a strange
feeling, and wanted to find out why her brother is
different. This one thought had always been in her mind
when she thought of her twin brother, and now she
became highly agitated, and her body felt like it was
going to shake apart. Ann's nerves were on edge, and
between her legs, she felt a longing, and reached out
with her hands toward her brother.
"Ed, come here," Ann said to her twin brother, and
taking his hands in hers, pulled him on top of her as
she reclined on her back. Her legs parted, and Ann knew
the final act of a woman, a woman who wanted something,
and as all women understand from the moment they are
ready to become a woman and not remain a maiden. Ann
had pulled her legs back, with her feet were resting on
the quilt, and she bent her legs at the knees, and
opened then wide o welcome the male who was going to
take her sexually for her first time.
Just before her twin brother's body blocked the view of
his approaching penis toward her female slit, her eyes
were watching to view Ed's erection move to the opening
between her legs. Then it touched the feminine object
that a male organ seeks, the female damp, gripping and
sexual organ meant for pleasure and the valley of child
creation. "Ed, do you want my cherry, are you ready to
do it to me, just be a gentle lover. "
Ed felt Ann's skin inside her vulva was smooth as silk,
and with its natural wetness, his boyish, but man size
member, parted the entrance and eased its way inside
his sister's path to her womb. "His own twin sister had
just asked him to take her cherry, what more could I
ever want in life," he asked himself, not knowing what
life would offer in the future.
"Ed, be gentle, oh, Ed, gentle, don't go so fast,
aughhhh, aughhhh, oh, yessss, AUGH! S-stop for a
moment!" But it was too late, Ed pushed even harder and
tore through his twin sister's hymen, and within a few
strokes was fully encased in her welcoming sheath. The
excitement of what they had just done caused Ed to
ejaculate into the bleeding sex of his sibling twin.
Both siblings understood that they had just lost their
virginities to the other, and as Ed pressed against and
deep into his sister's sex, Ann moved her hips up to
join their bodies even closer. Tears fell from Ann's
eyes, as Ed whispered to his sister, "Do you want me to
take it out for a little while?"
"No, no, don't take it out of me, I found out something
I have always wondered about, Ed, you know what we have
done, don't you," Ann asked her twin brother? Ann's
body shook from the after effect of her first sexual
penetration, and she knew a strange peace, and her arms
and legs wrapped around her brother's body. Mankind's
natural desires to express fulfillment in the act of
intercourse, struck Ann in her hidden cove of sexual
response, and she whispered out to her twin, "Ed, oh
yes, we're fucking, aren't we?"
The comment was so sweetly said by Ann, that Ed didn't
consider it vulgar, but that was the first time in his
life that he heard a girl utter the "f" word, and when
it happened, it was said by his sister. Even more
remarkable to Ed, was the fact he had just taken his
sister's virginity, and he had not considered using the
word.
The excitement of the moment caused Ed to become hard
in just a minute at the most, then he begin to stroke
in and out of his sister. Within five minutes, Ed
unleashed another load of his semen into his own
sister's welcoming sex. Ed could not get over how Ann
bumped her hips up to meet his strokes and when she
pulled her legs around his waist, and locked them over
his back, he drove into her body, and shot another load
of his cream into her "kitty."
"Let me up, quick Ed, let me up," Ann cried out as she
felt the wetness from inside her sex start to run
across her anus. Jumping up, Ann took her towel and
wiped between her legs. Looking down at the quilt, Ann
saw only a small spot of red on the quilt, but there
was evidence of where Ed had shot his cum on her
initially and where it had ran from her sex where Ed
had deposited it, and out onto the quilt.
"I will keep this towel, just as it is," Ann told
herself, "and this will be my way of knowing when I
finally found out why her own brother was different."
Ann knew Ed was the one male that no one would ever
consider being the one to make her a woman. Ann hugged
her brother, and looking at him, asked, "Happy now, my
brother, you were the man who got my virginity?"
Ed started to giggle nervously as only a young teenage
boy can do, and especially in a moment such as he had
just experienced, and responded to his sister's
question, "Very happy, and I see why they call it
getting a girl's cherry, you're bleeding all over the
place!"
"You should be ashamed of yourself for using such a way
to describe what I gave you, Dear Brother," Ann
responded to make it seem she was angry. But she had to
laugh at Ed's comment, and added, "Until now I never
understood that the blood was the reason they said a
boy got a girl's cherry, I'll be darn."
"Ann, I liked hearing you say, "Fuck" and you're the
first girl I've heard use the word."
Placing the folded towel between her legs, Ann lay on
her side and pulled Ed against her, then told him to
pull the quilt over them and they soon fell asleep in
each other's arms. They were resting under the quilt
when a loud sound of thunder jolted them awake, in a
moment of fear, as bright flashes of lightning begin to
fill the sky.
Within a few minutes the sound of heavy rain was
hitting on the tin roof of the 150-year-old barn, and
the twins hugged each other. They fell back asleep,
neither knew when they had done so, they later
discussed, but when they woke, Ed was erect, and found
his sister holding his erection in her soft hand.
"Ann, you're awake, he said in a soft voice, and
instead of an answer, felt his sister grip him in her
soft fist. "Let me sleep a little longer, and I might
be nice to you once more, okay Ed?"
For the next half hour, Ed lay next to his sister, and
felt her hand grip his erection ever few minutes, and
he knew she was sleeping, and unaware of what she was
doing. After the rain slacked off, Ed moved until his
face was by his sister's left breast, and he opened his
lips and started nursing on her tinder young nipple.
Ann awoke to the feeling of a mouth on her never before
suckled breast, and she shuddered.
"You want to do it again, Ed, but if you do, be gentle
as I'm kind of sore, but I want it again," Ann spoke in
a soft voice to her brother, do you want to "Fuck" me
again?" Ann lay back on the quilt, with her legs
parted, and welcomed her brother between them. For the
lovely teenage girl, she only knew the feeling of
desire and need, and the feeling was toward her
brother, instead of a boyfriend or someone outside her
nuclear family. Watching her brother as he moved
between her legs, which Ann had pulled back, bent at
the knees, she felt his body move down onto her own,
Ann feels the pressure of her brother's erection and
uttered somewhat sharply, "Ed, oh gees, Ed, go in easy,
augh, it kind of burns, oh ED!" When Ed had pressed his
erection fully inside his sister's sex, he started a
few back and forth movements of his firm 14-year-old
erection, and he had finally entered his sister
completely.
Once he had fully gained entrance into his twin
sister's sex, he made a sudden jab with his penis, and
was soon bumping his pelvic bone against the prepuce
covered clitoris of his sister. The sensations were
sudden, and resulted in Ann reaching climax in complete
and sudden amazement. Ann, without realizing it at the
time, sobbed out, "Fuck me, oh yes, fuck me, like
that," as her climax overwhelmed her sexually charged
young body.
Ed, he found it easy to move in and out of his sister,
and he took her for several minutes, and finally he
drove deep into Ann's "Kitty" and unloaded a large
string of cum into her sex once more. Once he finished
his climax, Ed lay on top of his sister, and made
wiggle movements of his shrinking penis in his sister's
vagina, in hopes that he would become erect once more.
But even the young age of 14, isn't enough to bring his
erection hard for another time, without resting. The
sensations of his sister's vagina tightening and
pushing his penis from her "Kitty" was almost weird to
Ed, but he liked feeling her very wet opening spell its
liquid out and onto his thing, as she emptied her sex
of his penis.
The siblings lay in wonder of what they have
discovered, and finally Ann, punched her brother gently
in his ribs, and told him, "Okay you big lug, get off
me, you've done enough damage for one day." Then as if
an afterthought, Ann asked her twin brother, "Are you
happy with what we did, did you like it, be honest, and
I hope you still think I'm beautiful, cause I really
like you more than I should?" lowering her voice as if
someone might overhear her next question, Ann asked her
brother, "Did you like getting my cherry, what was it
like for you to do me for my first time?"
"Gosh, yes, Ann, how I could not believe it was good,
because it was wonderful, and yes, I know you're
beautiful," then Ed asked his sweet sister, "Did it
hurt when I first went in you, and took your cherry?"
Selecting his words carefully, Ed told his sister, "I
loved being the one to get "your cherry" and when I
went in you, it seemed like something was holding me
from going in you, but for such a brief time did I feel
that feeling, but when you cried out it was hurting, I
was happy."
Looking in Ann's eyes, Ed told his sister, "I liked
knowing it was hurting from my being the first, but not
so it hurt you for the pain, but knowing you let me be
the one you felt taking your cherry, and Ann, I think I
love you, even if you are my twin sister." Ed asked one
more question, "Did it really hurt, and what did it
hurt like?"
"Hurt isn't the word to describe the feeling of you
taking my cherry, it stung like a very large bee had
stuck his stinker deep inside me, and it was not so
much pain as a weird feeling of pressure, a pressure
that seemed to not stop, until I felt you get my
virginity," and then Ann started crying.
"Ann, please don't cry, I didn't mean to hurt you," Ed
said to his sister.
"No, Ed, I'm not crying because of it hurting, it's
like, I guess all girls cry after realizing they've
done it the first time, and aren't a virgin any longer,
so don't worry."
When Ann stood up, she felt tenderness and torn feeling
inside her sex and she moaned out, and tried to
determine how something that felt good, should now feel
painful, like her insides had been battered. She used
her towel to wipe between her legs, and then she
slipped on her panties, bra, shorts and top, and
looking at her brother, saw he was simply lying on the
quilt watching her. Ann felt a little embarrassed in
knowing her brother had seen and felt all of her, and
she wondered if he was truly happy, and satisfied with
what they had done?
"Thank you, you're really cute little sister, I never
noticed how much of a shape you have, and now I know
why some of my friends think you the greatest," Ed said
to his sister. With an evil grin on his face, Ed asked,
"Want to do it once more before we go in the house,
sis?"
"Look, you crazy boy, you made me bleed, and now I'm
sore, and if you even point that thing in my direction
I will run away from home," Ann replied to her
brother's teasing comment. Ann stood watching as her
brother rose from the quilt, and laughing asked him,
"Would you like to wipe off with my towel, as it looks
like you cut your thing, with all the blood on it, and
in your pecker hair.
They went to the house, and after undressing they got
in the bathtub, and bathed. Ed instructed his sister,
"Turn around and rest against me, and I will wash your
back for you." For a few more minutes, they played in
the tub, then got out and dried off, dressed, and
walked to the kitchen to fix something to eat.
"Look, Ed, it is nearly 2:30 in the afternoon, and we
haven't even eaten, and I'm starved," Ann said to her
brother. The remainder of the afternoon, they would
look at each other, but neither spoke of what they had
done. Their remaining silence about having had sex
wasn't from being embarrassed, but simply they were
each in awe of what they had done. That evening they
spoke to their mother, and they seemed to be no
different than they had been that morning, before what
they had done in the barn.
The next day was Saturday, and they could not be alone
as their mother was home, and on Sunday, they went to
have dinner with Aunt Rose and Uncle Roy, after church.
Monday morning, they ate breakfast with their mother,
and after she left for work, Ed asked his sister, "Want
to go swimming, or what?"
"Or what, sound great, but maybe we can go to the barn,
if you would like, brother?"
Once more they took the quilt with them and after
climbing into the haymow, they undressed and lay next
to each other, and Ed was soon sucking his sister's
nipples. Ann reached down and took her brother's
erection in her hand and after rubbing it against her
opening, asked, "Want to get on top of me?"
That day they enjoyed each other four times, and by
three in the afternoon, they had sex on Ann's bed for
the fifth time that day. Ann felt like she had found
out about her brother, and why he was different.
From that time, until they attended college, they
enjoyed sex together, and never once did they use
protection. Ann often worried that she might get
pregnant, but simply stopped worrying that such a thing
might occur.
After she was married for three years, and she and her
husband had not been able to have a child, she was told
by her doctor, that her ability to have children was
impossible. Ann and her husband, Jeff, adopted two
girls and one boy, in the course of one year, and
raised them as if they had been their own. Yet Ann soon
found something missing in her marriage, and she at
times felt like calling her brother to help her with
her problems.
After college, Ed, who had taken Air Force ROTC at the
university, had become a pilot, and flew KC-135
tankers. During Vietnam, he made many flights, and
spent 20-years on active duty. During his time in the
service, he and his wife, Barbara, had two children,
both girls, and they finally were able to live a normal
life after Ed retired from the military. Five years
after leaving the military, Ed lost his wife to cancer,
and he never remarried.
Now Ann and Ed are nearing 70-years of age, and they
were having lunch during one of his frequent visits to
see his sister. Ann's husband had suffered a heart
attack, and after the funeral, she had sold the home
they lived in all their life, and purchased a condo in
Florida.
Over lunch, and for the first time ever as adults,
discussed their relationship as children. For Ann, the
memories of how they had been intimate had never left
her mind. A few times she had considered speaking to
her husband about what she had shared with her brother,
but determined that it was too private to share even
with the man she had grown to love as a companion so
strongly over her life time but not a lover's lover.
Ed had never forgotten the first time he'd went off in
his sister's panties, while standing behind her in the
bathroom, nor when she allowed him to have her
virginity. Looking at his charming sister as she was
seated across from him in the restaurant, he marveled
at how she looked more like 50-years old, than the 68-
years of age, he knew her to be.
Finally Ann spoke about what they each had wondered
about for the past several years from the time they
were 14-years-old. "Tell me, Ed, have you forgotten
what it was like when we played in the haymow, and gave
our virginities to each other, I need to know how you
feel about that time, and the others we shared during
our teen years?"
Looking in his sister's eyes, he saw the hint of tears,
and wondered how he could explain that she was the only
woman he'd ever wanted in his life, but knew they could
never be man and wife? Speaking in the soft voice he
had used when they had spoken after having sex together
for their first time, Ed said, "It was truly wonderful,
and I have always felt so honored in knowing I was your
first." Then Ed added, "But in all honesty, you wanted
it as much as I didn't you?"
"Yes, I believe I did and I must be totally honest, I
wanted it more than you, but Ed, for me it was
different, as girls weren't supposed to be bold in
those days, like now." Looking at her brother, Ann
continued, "I wanted it so badly after you had put your
thing inside the back of my panties and shot off
against me from behind." Ann looked at her brother, and
told him, "None of the men I have known ever made me
feel so warm and wonderful during sex than you did, and
that is the truth dear brother."
The comment made Ed wonder, and he had to know, "You
mean there were others, besides Jeff, that felt the
smoothness of your body, honestly," then he continued,
"So you have been with more than two men in your life?"
"Dear Brother, that is really none of your business,
but I will tell you, Jeff was not a good husband in the
sexual department, and there were times when I needed
you, but I had to find others, as you were married."
Smiling at the look of surprise on her brother's face,
Ann added, "Over the years, and once a month, I likely
had a different man, but never the same one twice, as I
felt that would be cheating on my husband to be with
the same man more than once."
With seriousness to her voice, Ann told her brother,
"Jeff became impotent a few months after we adopted our
third child, and told me it was because he was unable
to father a child with me." Before continuing, Ann had
a funny expression on her face, and then she told her
brother, "It wasn't Jeff who couldn't produce a child,
it was me, and when I found out that information, I
understood why I never got pregnant from all the times
we had sex, which was almost daily."
"I'll be damned, you of all people, dearest sister, you
are still an amazing woman, and we are both alone, and
perhaps we should move in together, and by the way, I
have something for us to share." Ed handed two cruise
line tickets to his sister, and saw the surprise on her
face, and laughing he added, "The cabin has two beds,
so you're safe."
"Perhaps I don't want to be safe from you, or have you
forgotten," Ann asked and saw the look of surprise on
her darling brother's face?
The cruise was a wonderful experience for the siblings,
and when the other passengers found out they were
twins, and both of their spouses deceased; they found
it wonderful that they could travel together and recall
their lives as children.
Now they reside in a condo that Ed owns in Arizona, on
a beautiful golf course. Many times, they sit watching
the Sun sink below the hills, across the desert
landscape, and speak of the times in the barn, and how
it felt to give of them, to have given to each other
the closeness of their young bodies.
Life in Arizona was a blessing for each of them, and
they shared the same bed, unless their children can to
visit. Their sexual acts were strangely more urgent
than when they were young, and even though age
curtailed some acts of union with each other, they
found beautiful ways to enjoy each other as lovers.
Both Ann and Ed, and likely more so, Ann, believe that
entering their story onto a computer disk, speaking to
each other, and fitting the story together, so others
can determine if the details and words are truly real,
or just a writer's imagination. Both smiled as they
have written this together, or changed the words to
what they believed was the real feelings when the first
found out why the brother was different.
One day while they were having a drink as the Sun sank
below the desert floor, Ann handed Ed an old shoe box.
When he opened it, he was shocked to find the towel
they had used when they first had sex together, and it
was stained with the evidence of Ann's virginity, and
his teenage juices. It had never been washed, and
within the old shoe box, were pages of notes, and each
contained Ann's comments of what they had done each
time they had sex.
The notes provided the majority of detail that went
into the writing of this narrative, and which the
reader must decide if it is factual or fiction. For
several hours, over the following week, Ed read the
notations, and when he was finished reading the last
page, he knew that this was only part of the
experiences they shared. That day, Ann surprised her
brother and handed him two more boxes of notes.
Ann moved from the lounge chair where she was seated,
and walking over to where her twin brother was seated,
asked him, "Tell me in all honesty, shall we, or do you
wish to allow others to read of our incestuous life?"
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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Say Cheese Part I
By vulgus
Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com
Story codes: mf, mmf, MMM+f, FFFf, cons, Exhib.
To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.
This story has two endings. I started writing it and it got off
track. I went back and finished it the way I had intended and
then I finished the 'off track' ending just for the hell of it.
The alternative ending is divergent enough that if you enjoy this
kind of story you may enjoy reading both endings.
I'm not really sure where to start my story. I suppose that what
happened to me started last Christmas when my brother got just
what he wanted under the tree that year. When he got it, neither
one of us understood what that innocent gift would lead to.
I'm sixteen now. I was fifteen then. My brother, Tyler, was a
year younger. We had always been pretty close. We slept in the
same bedroom until I was ten. We didn't have much choice. We were
a middleclass family I suppose, but just barely. We lived in a
nice enough two bedroom home on a quiet street and I'm not going
to try to convince you that we never fought or argued, but we got
along more than we didn't. We even played together by choice!
My dad had started his own business and when my brother started
school my mom went to work with him. They got off to a slow start
but after a few years their business caught on and all of a
sudden we weren't middleclass anymore.
We were suddenly well off, though our life didn't change much,
especially at first. My life and my brother's didn't anyway. Our
parents got nicer cars and they started planning for a new home.
My parents found some acreage on the river outside of town that
they wanted very much to build their dream home on. They were
unable to talk the owner into selling them just that portion of
the property that they wanted to build on. He wanted to sell the
entire four hundred acres in one piece.
My parents only wanted a ten acre section of it so they tried to
convince a couple of developers to purchase the land and sell
them the parcel they wanted. They were not successful and so my
mom decided that since they had some money now she was going to
buy the entire property and develop it herself.
It turned out to be a lot more work than she thought it would.
But we all learned a valuable lesson from it. We learned that
getting rich is mostly a matter of luck and good timing.
They bought the property and divided it up into ten acre lots. My
mother had roads and utilities put in and soon she was selling
property that she had bought for five thousand dollars an acre
for, in some cases almost a million dollars an acre. Waterfront
property in an exclusive area can be a big draw. My mother caught
the market at the top of a big upswing. There was a feeding
frenzy when those lots went on the market and suddenly my parents
were multimillionaires.
It wasn't much more than six months later that we were moving
into a mansion on the river. Our new garage was twice the size of
our old house. It had started out as a five car garage but my dad
had begun to collect a few motorcycles and they bought a boat.
They knew that in a few years my brother and I would have cars so
by the time it got built it was a seven car garage. They also
added an oversized garage on the end for the motorhome they had
always wanted.
My brother and I both complained when we were given our own large
bedrooms. I had just turned ten and probably should have been
anxious to have my own room but I had always enjoyed lying in my
bed at night and talking with my brother until we went to sleep.
I suppose that I would have asked for my own room in a few months
anyway. It was about that long before I entered puberty. My
nipples were suddenly prominent and I began to discover that the
more my body began to change the more self-conscious I became.
At first I tried to hide the changes, especially from my brother.
He didn't understand why I had started to pull back from our
close relationship and I started feeling guilty. We started
fighting a lot and we didn't even know why.
One afternoon I really said some nasty things to him and I felt
so bad. I went to his room to apologize and after we had talked
for a few minutes he wanted to know what he had done to make me
hate him all of a sudden.
I had begun to realize what was happening. I was wearing a
training bra now and sometimes it felt like every person I saw on
the street was staring at my developing chest. I was excited
about growing breasts and slowly transforming into a woman, yet
at the same time I was embarrassed because they were so small and
because everyone seemed to be staring at me. I was just taking it
out on Tyler and I had begun to realize it. You have to give me
credit for that at least. I was only ten and a half after all.
Tyler was nine and I don't think he really understood. It didn't
matter though. He was so glad to hear that I didn't hate him and
that there was a reason for the way I was acting, even if he
didn't understand it.
We seemed to get along better after that. We even started sharing
more, talking in the evening like we used to before we got our
own rooms. It turned out there was a benefit to opening up to a
sibling of the opposite sex. As we both started slogging our way
through puberty we started comparing notes. As a result I had the
opportunity to learn more about boys and he learned about girls.
I don't mean that we did anything sexual. We just kind of
compared notes. I tried to explain to him what it was like to be
a girl and he tried to explain boys to me. I had several close
girlfriends who never spoke with their brothers anymore. I
thought that they were being dumb. They were missing out on a
great opportunity and didn't even realize it. They, on the other
hand, thought that it was creepy that I got along so well with my
brother and that we tried to help each other.
My friends may not have thought much of it, but we both found it
helpful to be able to go to someone of the opposite sex whom we
knew we could trust when we had a question about what we
considered to be their irrational behavior.
On Christmas last year my brother got a brand new, very
expensive, digital camera. He had begun to develop an interest in
photography and was actually pretty good at it. He had saved his
money and bought an inexpensive camera and some editing software
and my parents had been so impressed with the pictures that he
was producing that they not only framed some of them, but they
bought him a professional digital camera and a half a dozen
lenses. He also got a new computer with a massive amount of
memory and some very expensive photo editing software.
You should have seen his face when he opened that present! He
couldn't even speak. I was so happy for him I almost cried. I
made out better. I had just gotten my license and I got
professional driving lessons and a new Corvette. You might think
Tyler would have been jealous. He wasn't. I couldn't have talked
him into trading that camera for my new car.
It had definitely been a bootylicious Christmas! It turns out
that having millionaires for parents doesn't suck at all.
Especially when they want to make up for what you didn't even
realize was years of poverty or near poverty.
For a few months after that Tyler and I didn't see a lot of each
other. He was always out taking pictures or in his room editing
them on his computer. I, on the other hand, was out putting miles
on my new car or out in the driveway washing and waxing it.
We did see each other on the way back and forth to school because
I drove him. We got together at supper too. Now that we were
older there were usually two or three days during the week that I
had to make supper for me and my brother because my parents were
working late. They used to make a point of having at least one of
them get home early. But now that we were older they felt that
they could devote more time to their company.
One evening Tyler and I were sitting down to supper and I could
see that something was bothering him. It was unusual that he
didn't just come out and say what was on his mind. We had never
been anything but open and honest with each other and we were
still best friends. He knew that if I could answer any question
about girls for him I would. When something was bothering him
that was usually what it was.
I had been allowed to start dating when I turned sixteen. I was
off to a slow start though. Tyler had about six months to go
before he could date, but he still had girlfriends and he
sometimes met them at the theater with me as an accomplice.
I asked him what was bothering him and he just glanced at me and
blushed and then looked down again quickly. I was getting
worried. I was afraid he had done something bad, gotten in
trouble. Whatever it was it had to be something pretty big if he
couldn't even tell me about it.
Finally he said, "Mya..."
There was a pause and then he shook his head and said, "Never
mind."
Now you know that when someone does that you just have to get it
out of them! I waited a minute and asked, "Is it a problem with
Cathy?"
Tyler shook his head but didn't speak.
After another silence I said, "Tyler, we have always told each
other everything. What's wrong?"
He couldn't even look at me. He was too embarrassed to tell me
whatever it was that was bothering him. Now I was getting
worried.
I asked, "Tyler, are you in trouble?"
He shook his head and said, "It was a dumb idea Mya. I shouldn't
even have thought about it. You'll just get mad and I don't want
you mad at me."
Now I definitely had to know!
I said, "Tyler, if it's just a question, ask it." I chuckled and
said, "Hell, it's never bothered you when you pissed me off
before."
He grinned and said, "I'm afraid you'd take this the wrong way.
It was a bad idea. Let's just drop it."
No one I know is going to let that drop! I had to know now!
I got up and took my dish into the kitchen and got a glass of
juice. Then I sat down next to Tyler and said, "What if I promise
to hear you out and not get mad?"
He tried looking me in the eye and said, "I don't think that's a
promise that you can keep. And I think you would think I was some
kind of pervert or something. I don't want you to think that. I
love you and what you think of me is important to me."
Finally, in exasperation I said, "Tyler, you know I am not going
to let this go. I am going to hound you to death until you tell
me. Especially now that you have admitted that you are a pervert.
Of course you are a pervert! You're a boy!"
He grinned and said, "I should have known better. I have been
thinking about how to ask you this for weeks. I couldn't come up
with a good way. There isn't a good way because I have no
business asking you. I know you are going to get mad. Just please
believe that...well, just give me the benefit of the doubt on the
perv thing. You know how serious I am about my photography,
right?"
I nodded. There wasn't any question about that.
He turned even redder and looked down and said, "Mya, I think
that you are the most beautiful girl I know. I think that you are
probably the most beautiful girl in town. I mean that too. I'm
not just trying to butter you up. Do you believe me?"
Okay. I wasn't ten years old anymore. Those little bumps on my
chest had turned into a pretty impressive set of boobs. The rest
of me came out pretty well too. I was a natural blonde with a
slender figure and my cup size was on the high end of B. I
figured by the end of the next year I would be wearing a C cup.
And I wasn't self-conscious about them anymore. I was pretty
damned proud of the way I looked and I no longer dressed to hide
my body.
I knew that Tyler held me in high regard. I guess it was possible
that he might actually think that I was the most beautiful girl
in town. It wasn't true, but I knew that he loved me and that can
cloud a guys vision a bit.
I said, "I believe that you are not trying to butter me up. I
suppose that you could be laboring under the mistaken belief that
I am the prettiest girl in town. I know you aren't trying to ask
me for a date. What is on your mind Tyler?"
He took a deep breath and released it slowly. He closed his eyes
and in a voice so low that it was almost a whisper he said,
"Please don't hit me."
I raised my eyebrow and waited. The curiosity was killing me.
At last he said, in that same quiet voice, "I wanted to ask you
to pose for me. Figure studies."
I had let him take pictures of me before. I didn't know what the
problem was.
He looked at my face and he saw that I was confused.
He said, "Figure studies Mya. I need a pretty girl to pose for
me, without her clothes on. I need a girl to pose in her
underwear and in the nude. You are the prettiest girl that I
know."
I gaped at him, shocked that he thought that I would even
consider it!
He looked at me and whispered, "I'm sorry. Don't be mad Mya. I
shouldn't have asked you."
He struggled to his feet and hurriedly put his dishes in the
kitchen and rushed out of the room. He looked like he was going
to cry!
I realized that he was afraid of what I would think of him now.
He was afraid that I was mad at him and thought that he was a
pervert.
So how did I feel? I took my juice into the kitchen and sipped it
while I thought about Tyler and his request and how I had
reacted. I wasn't sure what I was thinking. I knew what I was
supposed to be thinking. I was supposed to be pissed and I doubt
if anyone would blame me if I had slapped him for even suggesting
what he had.
But how did I feel? I realized that I wasn't mad. I knew that he
was deadly serious about his photography and that he was very,
very good at it. The pictures of me that he had taken since he
got that camera made me look beautiful. He had a real talent.
He may be just as horny as any other teenage boy, but I knew that
despite that he had been sincere about wanting to do some, what
did he call them? Oh yes, figure studies.
How did I feel about that? It would be incredibly embarrassing to
undress in front of my brother and pose for pictures, that kind
of pictures. I knew something about me that no one else knew
though. I was a closet exhibitionist.
I didn't go around town flashing my stuff at guys. I was excited
by the idea of it though. I have, on occasion, allowed my knees
to be a little farther apart than was ladylike when I thought
that I could do it without it being obvious. I have also been
known to bend over innocently and permit a boy a much too
generous view down my blouse, apparently without being aware of
it.
I have a stylish wardrobe that is modern and attractive and my
skirts are all suitably short. I also own several bikinis that if
my parents saw them would get me grounded. When Tyler and I go
out on the river in the boat on a nice quiet afternoon after
school I would usually wear one of those. I also wear them when
we use our pool after school. I enjoy turning guys on. Hell, I
had to admit it. I even get a kick out of the uncomfortable lump
that always seemed to make Tyler's trunks fit so poorly.
But Jesus! Could I actually pose like that for my own brother?!
I finished up in the kitchen and started the dishwasher. Then I
got a glass of water and went upstairs. Tyler's door was closed.
That was unusual. We normally left our doors open until it was
time to get undressed for bed.
I stopped in front of his door. I stood there wondering what I
was going to say to him. I didn't want him feeling bad. I wanted
him to know that I didn't think he was a pervert. Or at least no
more than any other guy. I didn't know what I was going to say,
but I knocked on his door and waited for him to tell me to come
in.
There was silence for a long time and then I heard him right on
the other side of the door.
He said quietly, "I'm sorry Mya. Please don't be mad."
I smiled. I felt so sorry for him. He was a nice kid and I knew
he had been sincere. He had meant everything that he had said at
supper and it must have taken a lot of courage to actually ask me
to do that.
I said, "Tyler, let me in. We need to talk."
There was silence again for a minute and then he opened his door
and stepped back. He looked at me and saw that I wasn't mad. I
saw the relief wash over him. When I stepped into his room he put
his arms around me. He is a year younger but he is almost a foot
taller than I.
He hugged me and said, "I'm sorry Mya. I knew better. I was
just...stupid I guess. I know you..."
"Shut up," I said and smiled.
He looked down at my face and didn't know what to say.
I took his hand and led him over to his bed. I pushed him down
and then I stepped back and sat on his desk chair and turned it
around to face him.
I stared at his face for a minute and then I said, "I am honored
Tyler. I am honored that you think I am beautiful and I am
honored that you trusted me enough to ask me to do that. I know
it must have taken a lot of courage. I am not sure that I can do
that for you though."
"I have to be honest, I am considering it. The pictures that you
have taken of me in the past have all been works of art. You took
a picture of me one morning when I had just gotten up and was
walking around in my pajamas and made me look beautiful. You have
a real talent and everyone knows it. I just don't know if I can
bring myself to do it."
He looked shocked that I was considering it. I guess I was a
little shocked myself.
I asked, "What will you do with those pictures if I let you take
them? I wouldn't want them to show up on the internet. I wouldn't
want anyone that I know to see them."
He just stared at me for a minute and then he seemed to come to
his senses. He said excitedly, "Only two other people would see
them, Mr. Ford and Mr. Lawrence at the school."
Mr. Ford was the photography teacher at the high school and Mr.
Lawrence was his advisor at the prestigious professional
photographer's school in New York that Tyler was taking mail
order courses through.
I suppose I could live with Mr. Lawrence seeing them. I would
never meet him. I guess Ford would be okay too. I almost never
saw him and I was never going to take a photography course.
I said, "I have to think about this Tyler. I will admit that it
sounds kind of exciting. It helps that I trust you. I just don't
know if I can actually, well, you know. The last time you saw me
with no clothes on I looked a hell of a lot like you!"
Tyler laughed and that kind of broke the tension.
I asked, "What do you think Ford would say when he saw my
pictures? Do you think you would get in trouble for taking
pictures of an underage girl?"
Tyler said, "In most of them your face wouldn't show. Besides,
you have never taken a course from him and probably never will. I
doubt if he would recognize you."
I wasn't so sure. I realized though that I was beginning to lean
towards posing for him. When I came to that realization my whole
body started tingling, my nipples got hard and my pussy was
sending signals to my brain that it wanted some attention.
I asked, "What kind of lingerie would you want me to pose in? I
don't have any of the super sexy stuff. You know I'm still a
virgin, right? I don't leave the house with the idea that some
boy is going to see me in my underwear."
He blushed again and said, "Just regular underwear. Trust me. Any
underwear you have on is automatically super sexy."
I got up and went over and kissed him on the cheek. I smiled and
said, "Flattery will get you everywhere. I'll think it over and
let you know tomorrow."
You should have seen the look in his eyes. I almost gave in right
then and there. I was tempted, but I just couldn't say the
words.
I went to my room and shut my door and started to undress. I
stopped and moved over and stood in front of my full length
mirror and began again. As I undressed I imagined what I must
look like to a boy, to Tyler. I took off my blouse and skirt and
my pantyhose and stood in front of my mirror and tried to imagine
what Tyler would think if he was seeing me now in my plain white
bra and bikini panties with the lace trim. I turned sideways and
looked at the curve of my ass and my long, slender legs. I
checked out my breasts encased in the bra that I wore because I
was modest, and because our school had a dress code which
required them. I certainly didn't need the support.
I knew I was hot and I would be lying if said that I didn't find
the idea of undressing in front of a boy a huge turn on. But this
wasn't going to be in front of a boyfriend. This was going to be
in front of my brother, and his camera.
When I had finished undressing I put on my robe and went down the
hall to the bathroom. I took a shower and brushed my teeth and
then I stood there staring at myself in the mirror.
I thought of all the times since my body had started to mature
that I had wondered what it would be like to have a boy see me
naked. This would be nothing like I had imagined it. There would
be no kissing, no touching. There would be no passion. It would
just be me taking my clothes off so that my brother could take my
picture. I have seen him work. It wouldn't be 'a' picture. It
would be a lot of pictures.
It was scary. But it was also very exciting. In fact, now that I
was thinking about it, this might be a pretty interesting thing
to do. I would get to experience the thrill of undressing in
front of a boy and turning him on but not have to worry about the
pain of losing my virginity and getting pregnant and whether or
not I was any good in bed.
I could pose for some sexy pictures and drive my poor brother
crazy and then go to my room and masturbate until my fingers fell
off!
That was when I finally decided. As I was standing there staring
into the mirror and weighing the pros and cons and picturing how
excited my brother was going to get when he saw me in my
underwear and then naked.
I didn't tell him though. Not then. I went to my room and closed
the door and turned down my covers. I put my robe over the back
of my chair and lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. In my head
I could picture it already. I thought about what underwear I
would wear for him and I moved my fingers lightly over my breasts
for a moment before I slowly eased them down over my flat stomach
and began to tease the area around my pussy.
As soon as my finger slid through my exceptionally moist, virgin
slit and then up to slide gently over my clit I groaned in
pleasure and had a huge orgasm.
I had been masturbating for a few years now. Not often, but once
every week or two. At least I don't think that was too often. It
usually took me ten or fifteen minutes to reach orgasm, sometimes
longer. It depended on what I had on my mind. Not this time
though. This time it was almost instantaneous. This time I didn't
stop with one. I had two more, each taking a little longer to
achieve, but all three of them were extremely exciting and as I
touched myself I pictured Tyler watching me and taking pictures.
Suddenly I was really looking forward to this. I suppose there is
a difference in how I feel while I am playing with myself and how
I will feel when I am actually standing in a room with Tyler and
he is watching me undress. That's what I want to do too. I don't
want to undress in the bathroom and come out in a robe or
whatever. I want him to see me taking my clothes off. I want to
watch his cock get hard. I don't want to have sex with him. Well,
not really. That would be gross. Still, it might be nice if he
touched me. I wonder if he would have the nerve.
It was very hard to force myself to get up and put my pajamas on
after I had gotten my breath back. I would have loved to have
gone to sleep in the nude that night. But I couldn't. Our parents
always checked up on us when they came home. To be honest, they
probably wouldn't be that upset to find that I had taken to
sleeping in the nude. They aren't really prudes. I would be
embarrassed though and I wouldn't know what to say to explain why
I suddenly started sleeping that way.
I put my pajamas on and was sitting up reading in bed when they
got home. It was later than usual. On their late nights they
usually got home at a little after nine. It was a half hour later
than that when mom came into my room and sat down on my bed. We
talked for a while and she apologized for the late nights
recently. She and dad were upgrading the local plant and it
required a lot of afterhours work.
I told her that it was okay. Tyler and I had agreed not to kill
each other unless they were home.
She knew I was kidding. She knew how well we got along. The plant
upgrade was supposed to take about two more weeks and she
promised that when it was finished they would be able to revert
to a much more normal schedule.
We kissed goodnight and after she left dad came in and after he
kissed me goodnight I put my book up and lay in the dark thinking
about posing for Tyler and trying to stop thinking about it so
that I could get to sleep.
The four of us had breakfast together in the morning so Tyler
didn't get the good news until we were on the way to school.
We got in my Vette and after I pulled away from the house I
turned the MP3 player off and said, "I've decided to pose for you
Tyler. When do you want to do it?"
I almost laughed when he pulled his book over into his lap and
said, "I was sure that you wouldn't. I really appreciate this
Mya. It's really important. We can do it after school if you
don't mind."
I just nodded and we drove in silence for a few minutes.
He turned to me and asked, "Are you nervous?"
I said, "No. I'm scared to death. But I'll do it."
We were quiet again for a while and then he said, "I'm scared
too."
That surprised me! I asked, "Why Tyler? What are you afraid of?"
He was staring out the window on his side when he said, "What if
I suck at it? It is an important skill I need to master. And you
are so damned beautiful. What if I don't capture that? And how do
those guys take those pictures without...you know, without
getting excited. I want to be professional about it. What if I
can't?"
I thought about that for a minute. I answered, "I have seen your
work Tyler. I don't think you can take a bad picture. And I doubt
if those professional photographers take pictures of naked women
without getting hard ons. At least they don't when they first
start out. And think about it. How sad would it be if you could
do that and not get excited? That would really suck! I'm going to
be scared, but I'm going to be excited."
He finally turned to look at me with a curious look on his face
and said, "You are!"
I smiled at him and nodded. I said, "I had a hell of a time
getting to sleep last night. I had decided to pose for you after
I took my shower last night. I got so turned on thinking about it
that I had to masturbate."
Tyler groaned and said, "Mya, would you take me home? I can't go
to school like this!"
I looked down at the big bulge in his pants and laughed. I said,
"You better not let Cathy see you like that. She won't be able to
concentrate all day if she sees that."
I got in line with the other cars lined up to get into the
student parking area. At least twenty-five percent of these kids
lived close enough to walk to school in the morning. I cursed
them under my breath every day as I struggled with the traffic
entering and leaving the student parking lot. I was going to get
an ulcer if I didn't stop cursing them out under my breath every
morning and every afternoon.
I parked and we headed towards the building. I saw some of my
friends nearby and told Tyler to meet me at my car after school
and he had better not keep me waiting this time or he was going
to have to find another model.
He grinned and said goodbye. I went over and joined Diane and
Linda and we stood around and gossiped for a few minutes before
we had to head inside.
It wasn't so bad during my classes, but every time I had a free
moment all I could think about was what was going to happen when
I got home this afternoon. The later it got the more nervous I
became.
During one of the periods between classes I passed Mr. Ford in
the hall and he looked right at me without even seeing me. He
didn't seem to have a clue as to who I was. That was reassuring.
When the last bell of the day rang I went to my locker and got
the books I needed to take home for my homework. I closed my
locker and leaned against it and tried to force myself to calm
down.
I was almost tempted to go see one of the school pushers and get
a little pot. It wouldn't do any good though. I seemed to be
immune to its effects. I had tried some once at a party. After I
quit choking and gagging and managed to hold down a little of the
smoke I sat around waiting for the drug to take effect. The only
thing I got out of it was nausea. It was so unpleasant trying to
suck that smoke into my lungs that I think I preferred to be
nervous anyway.
I made my way out to the parking lot and for a change Tyler was
there waiting for me. He almost always made me wait five or ten
minutes before he showed up for the ride home. I went up to him
and put my hand around his throat and said, "See, you can do it!
All you need is the right incentive."
He just grinned and blushed and I unlocked the car for him.
I was starting to feel pretty excited about what we were about to
do. I was still nervous. But I was starting to look forward to
it.
Probably because I was starting to get into the mood for what was
to come I had not straightened out my skirt when I got in the
car. For those of you who have never had the experience, let me
explain that getting into a Corvette while wearing a miniskirt
can take more than a little grace and dexterity. You also need to
be pretty quick. There is no way to do it without having to tug
that skirt down after you are seated either. Except today I
didn't.
I tossed my books and my purse behind my seat and slipped into
the low seat and when I looked down I could see a good bit of
white panty showing. I ignored it and put the key in the ignition
and after I started the car I asked Tyler if he wanted to put the
top down since it was such a nice afternoon.
He turned to face me and his jaw dropped open. He couldn't even
speak for a moment and then he said, "S-s-sure Mya. That would be
great."
I chuckled and said, "What's the big deal Tyler? You're going to
see them anyway! It's just a little strip of cloth. That's all
you can see."
He looked right at me and said, "First of all Mya, you know it's
a big deal. You've never sat like that before and there is a
reason for that."
I smiled and said, "Oh yeah? What's the reason Tyler?"
He finally managed to grin and he said, "Because it's sexy and
you know damned well it turns me on to be able to see your
underwear."
He turned his attention to helping me put the top down and then
he said, "But please don't stop. I love the look."
I looked down again. There was quite a bit of nylon showing. But
we were both enjoying the effect and in light of what we were
going to do when we got home...well, what the hell!
Tyler stared at my nylon covered crotch all the way home. As I
was driving down our street he said, "I don't know if I can do
this Mya."
I almost laughed. It was obvious that he was more nervous than I
was and for some reason that seemed to give me confidence. I
reached over and patted his thigh and said, "Let's just take it
slow and see how it goes. Maybe neither one of us can actually do
it when it comes right down to it."
I didn't mean it though. I was actually starting to look forward
to it! In fact, I was getting more excited as the time to undress
in front of my brother drew closer.
I pulled into the garage and we put the top up and took our books
inside. I got a glass of ice water and said, "I'm going up and
take a quick shower. I will feel better if I am fresh when we do
this."
Tyler said, "Fresh? Mya you look and smell great. You always
do."
I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him. But I knew that I
would feel more confident if I took a shower. Besides, I knew
that the crotch panel of my underwear was soaking wet. I had been
getting turned on all day thinking about what we were about to
do.
We went upstairs and I took a quick shower and put my robe on. I
brushed my hair and then went into my room and started looking
through my lingerie. I couldn't decide so I went into Tyler's
room and said, "Come pick out what you want me to wear Tyler. I
can't decide."
He had changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and he was
assembling his camera equipment. He brought his camera and his
lenses with him and set them inside my door.
For some reason I had assumed that we would do this in his room.
It made me more comfortable when I realized we would be doing it
in my room.
I opened my panty drawer and he looked inside and blushed even
more. It was pretty funny. Tyler had been around my underwear for
our entire lives and they had just been pieces of cloth until
this afternoon. Now he couldn't even look at them without
blushing.
I watched him stare into the drawer for a moment and then I
pushed him out of the way and scooped them all out and dropped
them on top of my dresser. While he reached down and tried to act
like he wasn't affected by a handful of my underwear I opened
another drawer and pulled out my bras.
Tyler said, "I'd like to see you in all of them. You pick out
some. You know what looks good. I guess four sets. We may not use
them all, but if we want to it will be better if we don't have to
stop and break the mood while you make another selection."
I picked out a plain white bra and panty set, a dark green set,
and a red set. I thought about the fourth set and at first I was
going to pass on the black because it seemed so trite. But the
truth is I knew that I looked pretty good in black panties and
bra.
While I was selecting my wardrobe Tyler went back into his room
and brought in some bright lights on tall stands and set them up
around my bed. He took some readings with his light meter and
made some adjustments.
When the lights were ready he called me over to my desk and
showed me some poses in one of his text books. There was an
assortment of nude and nearly nude women in some pretty sexy
poses. I looked at them and grinned and I had to ask, "Do mom and
dad know you have these?"
Tyler laughed nervously and said, "They know that I have the
books. They have never looked inside of them."
I studied the girls and thought I had the general idea. I asked,
"Okay, are you ready?"
He nodded and I saw that he still had a hard on. I grinned and
asked, "Can you work with that?"
He smiled back and said, "I'm afraid you are going to have to get
used to that. I don't think it's going anywhere, probably not for
a week."
I held up the four sets of underwear and he picked out the white
ones to start with. He must have thought that I was going to go
out of the room to put them on but I just dropped my robe and he
stared at my body in awe as I put on a pair of white panties
trimmed in a small band of delicate lace.
The look on Tyler's face is what we should have been
photographing. I put the bra on next. I tried to act nonchalant
but I was so excited that if it had been anyone but my brother I
would have jumped his bones.
The bra and panties were not a total match. I mean they were not
a set. But they were similar enough that no one but Victoria
herself would know the difference.
Tyler had just seen me naked for the first time since we were six
or seven. He obviously appreciated the changes that my body had
gone through since then. When I had my two sexy little
undergarments on and adjusted I reached out and patted my brother
on the cheek and said, "Okay little brother, if you have any
blood left in your brain let's put it to work."
He grinned and said, "I am going to need larger pants if we keep
doing this. These things are tighter than hell with a hard on."
I said, "Take them off. If I'm going to be naked it only seems
fair that you are too."
Tyler responded, "That would be unprofessional."
He went to his camera and motioned me to the bed. I got into the
first pose that he had showed me and he took a couple of pictures
before he moved the camera and got a few shots from a different
angle. The tripod was getting in his way and he removed the
camera and started taking pictures as he moved around to
different angles.
After several minutes he told me to move into the next pose and
he started all over again. The hardest thing for me to do was to
try to act like I wasn't on the verge of an orgasm, because I
was.
I varied my expression between sweet smiles and sexy 'come
hither' looks and everything in between.
I noticed that there was a large wet spot in the front of Tyler's
pants and it made me feel even sexier to see how turned on he was
from looking at my body.
In a few minutes he said, "Okay Mya, let's do a costume change.
Let's try the green next."
I got up and began to strip off my white underwear and change.
Tyler started to leave the room and I turned to him wearing only
my panties now and asked, "Where are you going?"
He blushed and said, "I...Mya I have to do something. I'll be
right back."
As soon as he said it I knew what he was going to do. I grinned
and said, "Oh no you don't Tyler!"
He said, "What? I'll be right back."
I walked over to him and said, "Why should I be the only one that
has to be naked?"
I reached down and unbuttoned his shorts. He reached out to stop
me at first, but then he dropped his hands and I unzipped them
and let them slide down his legs.
I wasn't looking at his face anymore. I had never seen a naked
boy. Well, not since he was five or six and back then his penis
was smaller than my finger. He had a very large male appendage
throbbing under those white jockey shorts now.
I pulled the front of his shorts out away from his cock and
slowly pulled them down. His cock stood up at a forty-five degree
angle and throbbed like a living thing. The head of it was
covered in a clear fluid and as I was staring it throbbed again
and another large drop of that fluid came out of the hole in the
end.
It was beautiful! I reached up and touched my finger to the slick
lubricant oozing from him and moved it lightly over the tip. He
shuddered and grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away.
He said, "Don't Mya, I'm going to cum in about two seconds if you
keep that up.
I looked up at him and asked, "Were you going to masturbate?"
He was already as red as he could get. He nodded and I asked,
"Can I watch? Please? I really want to see what it looks like
when you do it."
He stepped out of his shorts and his underwear and looked around
my room. He went over and sat on my desk chair and brought my
tissue box a little closer. He wrapped his hand around the shaft
and began to move it up and down. I moved closer and knelt by his
side. I was fascinated.
I saw the look of ecstasy on his face and reached up and stopped
his hand. He opened his eyes to see what was wrong. I pulled his
hand away and said, "Let me."
I reached for his throbbing cock and took it in my hand. He
groaned loudly and I began to move it just like he had been. I
felt it swell and Tyler shivered and said, "Oh my god! Jesus
Mya!"
Then he was cumming. His cum shot up in large, forceful spurts
and the first three globs of it landed on his shirt. The next two
or three were weaker and ended up covering my hand. It felt so
hot on my skin.
I reached my other hand up and smoothed it around my skin,
working it in like hand lotion. The strong smell reminded me of
bleach but it wasn't really unpleasant. I took my finger away and
brought it to my face and sniffed it. I looked at his face and
stuck my finger in my mouth and licked it clean. I was so fucking
turned on that I didn't even care what it tasted like.
Tyler finally began to move. He took a handful of tissue from the
box and wiped his cock clean. Then he took my hand and began
wiping it dry.
When he was done I smiled at him and I was just about to thank
him when he said, "That was fantastic Mya. Thank you."
I got to my feet and said, "Are you ready to finish now?"
He nodded and reached for his pants but I said, "Oh no you don't.
Take off that nasty shirt Tyler. If I'm going to be naked you can
be naked too."
He said, "That is still very unprofessional. But I guess getting
a hand job from your model is too. Thanks Mya."
I nodded and finished changing into the green panties and bra as
he watched.
When I was ready I turned around to face him. He still had that
look of awe on his face. He asked, "God Mya. Do you have any idea
how beautiful you are? I mean it sis. I have never seen a more
beautiful girl than you. I've always thought you were pretty. But
I don't think I really knew how sexy and how beautiful you are."
I smiled and asked, "Do you say that to all the girls that beat
your meat?"
He laughed and said, "Get your ass on the bed sis. Do you
remember the next pose?"
I thought I did and I got into position as he picked his camera
up and started filming again. As soon as he started the thrill
was back. I found that I loved posing like this.
The first poses had been on my hands and knees from different
angles. Now I was on my back and Tyler kept repositioning my
legs, exposing me more and more. But he didn't just adjust my
legs. His hands glided over them as if he were worshiping them.
He never moved his hands more than half way up my thigh. He made
no attempt to touch my pussy and he never came anywhere near my
breasts. But I wanted him to.
He took a dozen more pictures and then he said, "I have to change
the memory card. I'm taking some very high resolution pictures.
Why don't you try on the next set?"
I glanced at the clock and said, "Why don't we save them for next
time? It's getting late. Change your memory card and let's do
some of the nudes."
I noticed that his cock was hard again. It was nice to be
appreciated.
He changed his card while I took off my bra and panties and tried
to massage away the marks that they left on my skin. I looked at
them and said, "We are going to have to do a shoot totally in the
nude. It is going to take a while for these lines on my skin to
fade."
Tyler smiled and said, "Well, if I must, I must."
"What a trooper!" I exclaimed sarcastically.
When he was ready I asked, "How do you want me?"
He said, "Let's try something different. I love it that you are
enjoying this. I want that to show. Pose in ways that feel good
to you. Pose in ways that make you feel sexy."
I thought about it and I got into a few teasing poses while he
started snapping away again. He started telling me how hot I was
and how beautiful I was and there was no question how sincere he
was.
I forgot about the book and moved into positions that felt
natural to me. Tyler loved it. He said, "Wait until you see these
Mya. You are going to love them. These are the sexiest, most
erotic photographs. If you were eighteen I could make a fortune
selling these to Playboy or Penthouse. I love it! God, look at
that ass! And your pussy! I can see the juices dripping out of
you! I don't care if you are my sister, I have never wanted
anyone the way I want you right now."
I knew what he meant. I wanted him too. I kept looking at that
pretty cock and thinking about how I really didn't care if I was
a virgin when this was all over. It wasn't like I was saving
myself for marriage. I had just never had the chance to get
laid!
But I couldn't. Not with my brother. I was going to cum so hard
and so many times when he was finished though. I was going to
masturbate like I never have before.
I changed my pose several more times and he took about a hundred
more pictures. I was on my knees again and had my ass towards him
and after he got a couple close-ups he stood up and I felt is
hand on me. I jumped, startled, but I didn't protest. His fingers
moved over my ass for a minute and then trailed down over my
thigh. I sighed deeply and let my head rest on my arms. I closed
my eyes and just enjoyed the wonderful feelings as his fingers
trailed back up my other thigh and then lightly moved over my
soaking wet pussy.
I gasped when he touched me there. I was being touched by a boy
in that most intimate of places for the first time. I loved it!
His fingers moved up and then back down and that was it. I came
like I had never cum before. I screamed right out loud and swore
and my whole body went into tremors.
I was just about to thank him and tell him how wonderful that was
when I felt something else. I knew instantly what it was. It was
his tongue! His nose was pressed against my asshole and his mouth
clamped down over my pussy and his tongue moved back and forth
through my slit.
He had to hold me. I couldn't stay still for that. I started
thrashing around and his hands held my hips steady and his tongue
drove me out of this fucking world. I came about fifty more times
before I finally pulled away.
I lay on my bed panting and staring up at Tyler. When I was
finally able to, I sat up and said, "It's too bad we didn't get
some good pictures of that. That would have been so fucking
hot!"
He just grinned until I pulled him down onto my bed beside me and
leaned down over him. I kissed him on the lips and it was not a
sisterly kiss. I said, "I don't want to fuck you Tyler. It
wouldn't be right. Well, that isn't true. I want to. But I just
can't fuck my brother. Something in me just won't let me do that.
At least not now, I don't know about later. But I can do this."
I leaned down and put my hand around his throbbing cock and
leaned down and kissed it. I licked the head and then I looked up
at my brother and said, "I've never sucked a cock before Tyler,
so I probably suck at it, so to speak. But I don't know if it
would really be incest would it? I'm still going to be a virgin
when it's over, right?"
He smiled and said, "I'm on your side Mya. I'm not going to try
and talk you out of it. But you don't have to do it if you don't
want to."
I kissed his cock again and said, "That's the thing bro, I want
to."
He watched me as I took his cock into my mouth and began
experimenting. He was gasping and groaning and finally he lay
back and closed his eyes and I tried to figure out what worked
best.
I looked around and saw his camera strap on the edge of his bed.
His camera was on the floor but the strap was just within my
reach. I reached over and picked it up and set it on Tyler's
stomach. He opened his eyes and I took my mouth off of his cock
long enough to say, "I want some pictures of this. Then you can
go back to sleep."
He grinned and brought the camera to his face and started taking
pictures as fast as the camera would permit it. I went back to
work on his cock, taking it as far into my mouth as I could.
I saw the camera pointed at me and I stared right into the lens
and looked as sexy as possible while I sucked my brother's cock
eagerly.
I didn't get to do it for long though. After a couple of minutes
he put the camera back down and his head fell back on my pillow.
His hand began to move lightly over my hair and then he said,
"Mya, just use your hand now. I'm going to cum!"
He tried to push me away but I refused to be denied. I sucked as
enthusiastically as I could and seconds later I felt the flood of
cum pouring out of his cock. I was so excited that I came again
just from him cumming in my mouth.
I got the full effect of the cum this time. It wasn't just a
little taste, it was a large mouthful. But it wasn't so bad. And
it was the most exciting thing that I had ever done. Except maybe
for spending the last hour and a half posing in my underwear and
then naked for my little brother.
He shuddered and gently pushed my head away and said, "Stop!
Please stop. I'm so sensitive there. Give me a second."
I took my head away and he shuddered and took a couple of deep
breaths. Then he reached down and pulled me up beside him and
hugged me so tight I couldn't breathe at first.
I kissed him on the chin and said, "This was fun. Do you want to
do it again after school tomorrow?"
He smiled and said, "Are you kidding! I'm calling them up
tomorrow and quitting. I'm going to lock myself in here with you
and I'm never leaving again."
I kissed him again and said, "You might want to rethink that.
They might take your camera away. Then you wouldn't need me
anymore."
He laughed out loud at that.
I finally pulled away and said, "Come on bro, we have some
evidence to hide. We need to get dressed and clean up and get rid
of the smell of sex in here. I haven't touched my homework and I
don't have any idea what to make for supper. Mom and dad haven't
called so they are probably coming home this evening. And you
have a long evening ahead of you because I want to see some of
those pictures tonight."
We rushed around and cleaned up. Tyler put his lights and camera
away and we both took quick showers. I slipped into some shorts
and a t-shirt and went down and started supper.
My parents got home before it was ready and we sat and ate and
talked for a while, just like a family! Sometimes, at times like
that, I was struck by how much our lives had changed over the
last ten years, but how little we had changed. We were still the
same people that had lived in that small, two bedroom house on
the other side of town.
I suppose that Tyler and I were a little spoiled, but even so we
were still nice people. We had learned to be responsible at an
early age and I don't think that has changed. And it wasn't like
we had maids and butlers and chauffeurs and all that. We had
stuff, we had cars and a nice house and a boat. But we cleaned
our own house and did our own laundry and yard work and washed
our cars and during the week I cooked supper most nights.
We caught hell if our grades slipped and Tyler and I were kept on
a short leash. We were both still virgins if you didn't count
what had happened this afternoon. My hymen was still intact.
We didn't spend a lot of time together as a family though. I
missed the days when we did. But I thought about the families I
knew and I realized that the way people rushed around now most
families didn't get to spend a lot of quiet time at home together
in the evening. We at least made an effort. And on weekends we
were together a lot, even if we were just working around the
house.
After dinner Tyler and I cleaned up and then we had to go do our
homework since we hadn't gotten any of it done when we got home.
I had done most of mine in study hall so I just had a little
reading to do.
My parents went into their home office and worked for a while and
then they watched some of the shows that they recorded during the
week.
I was just about finished with my homework when Tyler stuck his
head in my door and said, "Come on Mya. Bring your chair. You
have to see this."
I finished up the chapter I was reading for History class and
rolled my chair into his room. I saw that he had changed into his
pajama bottoms and a t-shirt.
I pulled my chair up beside his and sat down. He opened up the
file and clicked on the first picture and there I was, posing in
my underwear.
I was aware of how sexy I looked. But the amazing thing was the
look in my eyes. I didn't look nervous or scared or bored or any
of the things you might have expected from a teenage girl posing
for the first time in her underwear. I looked excited. I
remembered how I had felt at that moment. I had definitely been
excited.
I sat back and stared for a few seconds. I was struck by how
erotic that picture was.
Tyler has this huge super computer with a large, high definition
monitor. My picture was so clear and lifelike, it was almost 3-D!
When he first opened that first picture I gasped and I was
instantly drawn back to the excitement we had both felt this
afternoon when it had been taken.
I reached over without thinking and gripped Tyler's thigh through
his thin pajamas and squeezed hard. I said breathlessly, "Oh my
god Tyler! It's beautiful!"
He said, "Yes, you are."
I shook my head and said, "No silly, the picture! It's
magnificent!"
He chuckled and said, "I doubt if anyone could take a bad picture
of you Mya. Look at you. You are so sexy, so beautiful. Right at
this moment I wish you weren't my sister."
He was quiet for a few seconds and then he sat back and said,
"Look at that young woman in that picture. No one, no male could
look at that picture and not want to touch that woman."
He reached up and cycled very slowly through all of the first set
of pictures as I had posed in the white underwear, stopping to
give us time to examine each one closely. I saw myself from all
angles. I saw myself through the eyes of a boy. I saw myself from
angles that I had never seen before and I couldn't help it, I was
getting turned on. I had to admit, with a little help from the
excellent photographic skills of my little brother, I was pretty
fucking hot!
As he had moved around taking my picture from different angles I
saw my breasts and my flat stomach and my legs in a whole new
light. I looked like one of those women in the men's magazines.
To be honest, I thought I looked better than a lot of them.
When the camera moved around behind me I saw the damp spot over
my pussy and the way my mound pushed out from my body, stretching
the material of my sexy little panty. There was no doubt in my
mind that if I had a cock I would have a hard on right now.
I looked down at Tyler's crotch. His cock was standing at
attention. I slowly slid my hand over the bulge in his pants and
he groaned in pleasure.
We had only looked at the first two dozen pictures. We were
sitting there at his computer staring at those brilliant pictures
in silence. In the pictures we were looking at I was still
dressed in the white underwear, the most demure of the four sets
that we had selected. We hadn't even gotten to the first change
of underwear yet. We stared at each picture for a long time.
After a few minutes Tyler lifted my hand off of his cock. He
groaned and said, "I can't take it Mya!"
I smiled and dropped to my knees beside his chair. I smiled up at
him and said, "I think I can fix this little problem."
Tyler glanced nervously at the door and I said, "Don't worry. You
know they won't be up here until bed time."
It was simple to fish his hard cock out through the gaping fly of
his pajamas and I eagerly began to lick it. While I was licking
him he reached down and held my breast. I wasn't wearing a bra
under my shirt and the heat from his hand was incredible. This
was the first time that anyone but me had touched my breast. I
was so distracted I almost forgot to suck his cock!
I reached down and pulled my shirt up so that he could have
better access to my body, then I forced myself to concentrate on
sucking his cock. It didn't take long. He sat there, slumped in
his chair and staring at the picture of me on his monitor and
caressing my breast and I felt his hand suddenly close tightly
over my breast. His body tensed up and he began to fill my mouth
with cum for the second time today.
I found it to be just as exciting this time as it was the first
time. Imagine that! I'm a cocksucker, and I love it!
I kissed Tyler's cock and put it back in his pants. I got back in
my chair and Tyler was looking at me curiously. He paused for a
few seconds and then he said, "Don't take this the wrong way, I
love that. I have never felt anything so wonderful in my life as
when you take my cock into your mouth. But how do you feel about
it? What is it like for you?"
I smiled and said, "It may sound funny, but I like doing it. I
like the way your cock feels in my mouth. But the real excitement
is when I see your face and I feel your excitement building. If
it was up to me I would pick a different flavor for cum, but I
don't mind it. The first time I did it, when we were taking the
pictures, I was thinking to myself, 'I'm a cocksucker!' And do
you know what? I felt proud. It is really an exciting thing to
do. I suppose I enjoyed it for the same reason that you like
licking my pussy. I know my pussy was leaking like crazy. That
had to taste pretty bad too."
He shook his head and said, "God no! Really Mya, it didn't. There
was hardly any taste at all. It was very mild and actually pretty
pleasant. And except for having my cock in your mouth it was the
most exciting thing in the world."
Then he sank to his knees in front of my chair and said, "And
while we are on the subject, it's your turn."
He reached for the waistband of my loose, terrycloth shorts and I
lifted up to allow him to pull them off. He pressed my legs apart
and stared at my juicy pussy. I loved the look on his face as he
looked at me.
I slumped down in my seat so that he could better reach my pussy
and while he began to tease my pussy with his tongue I reached up
and minimized the photo of me kneeling on my bed in my underwear
and went to the thumbnails of the pictures he had downloaded. I
opened up the first of the pictures he had taken of me with his
cock in my mouth.
There were a dozen or so of them and they were just snapshots.
Not the professional looking pictures that he had been taking of
me as I posed for him. They may have lacked the artistic values
of the posed photos, but Christ they were hot! I was looking at
close-up pictures of me with a cock in my mouth and I thought
they were so erotic. I picked the one that looked the best and
left it on the screen and relaxed and enjoyed what Tyler was
doing between my legs.
I started going crazy as soon as his tongue touched me. It was
every bit as exciting as it had been the first time. I struggled
to keep from crying out as I had orgasm after orgasm with his
tongue teasing my pussy until I finally had to push him away and
catch my breath.
He pulled back and stared at my pussy as I caught my breath and
recovered. When I had calmed down he looked up and said, "Can I
look at you? I mean, you know. I want to see what it looks
like."
I grinned and nodded. I understood. I was just as curious about
his sex organs as he was about mine. I spread my legs a little
more and he reached up and gently spread my pussy open with his
fingers.
He stared at me for a moment and then he breathed, "It's
beautiful Mya! Everything about you is beautiful!"
The way he was touching me and the way he was looking at me was
really starting to get to me again. I knew that technically the
things we had done today were incest. But we had to draw the line
somewhere. Without even realizing it I had decided that it was
okay to have oral sex, but not intercourse. I'm not sure when I
came to that decision. I don't think I ever sat down and thought
it over. When it came up though, when we started touching and
then started going farther I knew in the back of my mind the
things that I thought we could do. But right now I wanted to get
fucked more than I can put into words!
I still had my shirt up over my breasts and he reached up and
moved his fingers over my flesh so gently, so tenderly. It was
like he loved me. I mean, I know he loved me like a sister. But
he was touching me like a lover now and it was so exciting.
My nipples were so hard that they hurt and his fingers moved over
them and sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body. If he had
taken charge right then and pulled me down to the floor he could
have fucked me. I would have let him gladly.
We hadn't discussed it. But I think that he and I had set the
same limits on our little sex games. He hadn't tried to fuck me
and although he hadn't said that he wouldn't I think I trusted
him not to. I wasn't using birth control and he knew it. I think
we had both come to the conclusion that the things we were doing,
the touching and the oral sex, and the photography of course,
those things were as far as we were willing to go.
I was about to make him stop touching me when he took his hands
away and started licking my slit again. I hadn't expected it, but
after all the touching and exploring that he had just done I
really wanted it.
I quickly came twice more and then I pushed him away and leaned
forward and kissed him. It wasn't a sisterly kiss. He kissed me
back and then we hugged and I said, "I love you Tyler. You are
the best brother a girl could have."
He laughed and I asked, "What? What's so funny?"
He said, "I was about to say that you don't suck either. But that
wouldn't be right, would it?"
I pulled back and looked down to see his cock was hard again. I
reached down and put my hand around it and said, "I guess I could
take care of that one more time before I go to bed. I know how
important it is for a growing boy to get a good night's rest."
He chuckled and said, "You're the reason I keep growing!"
I stood up and he got back up in his chair. When he was
comfortable he looked at his monitor and saw what I had been
looking at while he was eating me. He said, "Holy shit Mya! Look
at that! You are so fucking hot!"
I laughed and said, "Yeah, and I'm right down here about to suck
your cock. Why are you looking at the picture?"
He said, "I don't know, it's just that you are so beautiful, and
so hot. It's a very sexy picture."
I couldn't talk anymore. I had my mouth full.
This was still just as exciting as the first time I did it. Well,
almost anyway. I loved everything about it. And I think I was
starting to get better at it too.
This time, after I had begun to suck his cock I reached my hand
down to cradle his balls and he threw his head back and
exclaimed, "Oh fuck!"
It sounded like a compliment to me!
I stopped sucking his cock and licked and kissed his balls for a
minute and then I took his cock back into my mouth and he came
quickly after that. This was the third time I had done it and I
was beginning to notice a change in his cum. I don't know if I
was getting used to the taste or what, but it seemed to be
getting milder.
I know that he masturbated. We had talked about it. So it isn't
like it had been all bottled up inside of him. I guess I was just
getting used to it. I had to admit, that first time had been
pretty intense.
After he came again I stood up and said, "We are going to have to
look at the rest of those pictures later. It's late and we
wouldn't want anyone walking in on us and seeing them. Or coming
in and seeing me doing something very un-sisterly down here on my
knees."
He smiled and said, "I love you Mya. Goodnight."
I kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you too Tyler.
Goodnight."
I changed into my pajamas and almost decided to go to bed with
the taste of Tyler's cum in my mouth. I would have if I was sure
that my parents weren't going to come up and check on us.
I chickened out though. I went to the bathroom and brushed my
teeth and finished reading the last couple of pages that had been
assigned for homework. Then I went to bed. Our parents never did
come up and say goodnight.
The next morning at breakfast, Tyler and I had a hell of a time
not laughing out loud every time we looked at each other. We
managed to contain ourselves, but only just barely.
My mother told us that they would be working late again that
evening and we said goodbye and went to school.
As soon as I turned off of our street Tyler reached over and
rested his hand on my thigh. I glanced at him and smiled and I
realized that he was waiting to see if I would object. I said,
"Don't worry Tyler. When it's just the two of us I don't mind. In
fact, I like it. I like being touched as much as you like
touching me."
He chuckled and said, "I can guarantee that isn't true! I can't
keep my hands off of you. Are you sure you don't want to skip
school?"
I laughed and said, "Yes. I want very much to skip school and go
home and do all the things we did yesterday and more. I wish you
weren't my brother and I was using birth control because I would
love to fuck you half to death. But we are going to have to try
and keep this thing under control. And I'm warning you right now,
if your grades start to slip it's all over. Do you understand
me?"
He said, "Yes mother!"
I reached over and grabbed the bulge in his pants and said, "Fuck
you."
He pressed my hand down with his own and said, "I wish!"
Once we got to school we split up and I didn't see him again
until it was time to go home. As soon as our car left the lot his
hand went to my thigh and slid up so that his finger began to
caress my slit through my underwear.
I spread my legs a little so he would have some more room and he
asked, "No second thoughts? You still want to pose for me when we
get home?"
I told him that I was looking forward to it even more than
yesterday.
I tried not to crash as he fingered me. It was very distracting
though. I probably should have stopped him but I couldn't quite
bring myself to do it. It just felt too damned good.
After a few minutes he asked, "Did you have as much trouble
concentrating today as I did?"
I nodded my head and said, "God yes! I am going to have to stop
worrying about your grades dropping and start worrying about me.
At least I got my homework all done in study hall today."
"Yeah, me too. Your threats this morning scared the hell out of
me," he said, with just a touch of sarcasm.
We were only a little more than halfway home when I pulled his
hand away from my slit and let it rest on my thigh.
"Sorry," I said. "But if you keep that up I'm going to drive
right into a ditch. My driving instructor would disapprove."
He left his hand on my thigh and he said, "Will you help me go
through the pictures and select the ones to send to Mr.
Lawrence?"
I thought about that. The idea of selecting nude pictures of
myself to send to some strange man was suddenly pretty exciting.
I had thought my involvement would end with posing. Once I had
agreed to pose I had forgotten all about the fact that someone
else was going to see them. Now that I thought about it I was
surprised at how excited I was at the prospect.
I thought about the pictures we had taken yesterday and said,
"Those pictures we took were not the kind of sensuous figure
studies you talked about getting me to pose for. They were more
like something in a men's magazine."
Tyler laughed and said, "Yeah, we kind of got carried away didn't
we."
I said, "Yes, we did. And I am anticipating getting carried away
again today. Aren't you?"
"It's all I've thought about all damned day," Tyler agreed.
"But you are right," he said after a minute or two. "We will have
to take some of the kind that I need. I really do want to learn
how to do it. I don't see how I can go wrong with you for a
model, but I am going to have to experiment with the lighting and
really concentrate on what I am doing."
I pulled into the garage and we went inside. We hurried upstairs
and I told him that I was going to take another quick shower.
I went to my room and he stood in the door and watched me
undress. The fun was starting already!
When I was naked I went over and took his hand and pulled him
down the hall to the bathroom. I turned the water on to let it
warm up and then I turned back to Tyler and started to undress
him.
He grinned when he realized what I had in mind and started
helping me tear his clothes off.
By the time he was undressed the water was hot and we jumped into
the large, walk-in shower. We had plenty of time since my parents
were working late tonight. We soaped each other up and explored
each other's body and it was extremely erotic the way our hands
slid smoothly over wet, soapy skin and explored all of those
interesting nooks and crannies.
By the time the shower was over we were both ready for something
more than photography. We dried off and went back to my room and
I went to the two remaining sets of underwear that I had left on
the dresser from yesterday. I picked up the red ones and turned
around to ask him if he wanted to start with them.
When I was facing him I looked down and saw that I was going to
have to take care of something before we could get back to work.
I smiled and went over and took his hand. I pulled him over to my
desk chair and knelt down between his legs.
I kissed his cock and looked up and said, "You look like a tripod
walking around with this thing sticking out!"
He just grinned and I said, "I guess it's my fault. Let's get rid
of this thing so we can take some pictures."
I slid my lips over the head of his cock and as far down as I
could go without gagging. Tyler sat back and closed his eyes and
exclaimed, "Jesus that feels wonderful Mya! I'm so glad you like
doing this. At moments like this I wish I could marry my
sister."
That was the only thing intelligible out of his mouth for the
next few minutes. When he finally came it was just like the first
orgasm I gave him yesterday when I masturbated him and it shot
all over his shirt. Except that this time when he came it filled
my mouth. I moaned in pleasure as my mouth filled with cum. I was
probably just as turned on as he was. Something in me was really
excited by sucking cocks. I honestly loved doing it. I wonder
what it would be like with some other boy. Maybe I'll have to
find out soon.
After he had caught his breath he tried to get me to take his
place so that he could return the favor but I said, "No Tyler.
Not yet. I'm horny as hell but it's fun. I like feeling like
this. I like posing when I feel like this. Or posing makes me
feel like this. Both I guess. But I want to keep the edge on for
now. Go get your stuff and I'll put the underwear on."
He hurried to his room and came back with his lights and set them
up near my dressing table. Then he went back and got his camera.
He took some light readings and told me to sit down and pose as
if I was putting makeup on and getting ready to go out on a
date.
He told me to imagine that I was alone in the room and not to
look at him or the camera. He was already to start and suddenly I
had an idea. I said, "Wait! Don't move! I'll be right back!"
I rushed out of the room in my underwear and went downstairs to
my parent's room. I went to their closet and got out their
digital video camera and went back upstairs. I stopped in Tyler's
room and got his tripod and set it up to record our photo shoot.
When he realized what I was doing he just said, "Hot! I love the
way your mind works Mya."
Once the camera was recording I sat back down and Tyler took a
few dozen pictures of me brushing my hair and pretending to put
makeup on from every possible angle. When he felt that he had
exhausted the possibilities he said, "Okay, now let's move to the
bed again."
I stood up and repositioned the video camera while he
repositioned the lights. Then he showed me some new poses from
his figure study textbook. We started out with the new poses from
his book and when we had used them all I went back over the ones
we had tried yesterday.
After a while he had me take the bra off and I posed for him in
just my panties in a few of the poses from the book and then we
kind of went freestyle. He had taken so many pictures that he had
to change his memory card again. I waited until he was ready and
he started out taking pictures of me taking the panties off.
I took them off twice actually. I took them off once with just as
much tease as my youth and inexperience could provide. Then he
asked me to put them back on, which he also took pictures of, and
take them off again, but this time as if I were alone in my room
and home from my date and just getting undressed for bed.
Then we did nude shots again. I was getting so turned on that I
had lubricant leaking out of my pussy and glistening on my
thighs.
We took all kinds of shots. We took more of the candid shots in
which I would act as if I was alone in my room and just lying on
my bed in the nude. Then we took some slutty shots where I would
offer my breasts to the camera or pose with my legs spread and
tease my pussy. I even held my pussy spread wide open for several
pictures.
Twice in the last fifteen minutes or so he had come over to my
bed and leaned down and licked up the juice on my pussy and
thighs. It took all of my willpower not to have an orgasm when he
touched me with his tongue like that.
He was careful to make it brief and avoid my clit but I was even
more excited than I had been yesterday and I was hoping he would
run out of memory again soon so we could both get some relief.
It was a good ten minutes or so longer before he said, "Fuck
this!" He put the camera down on the floor and got up on the bed
and he was just about to go down on me when I said, "Wait! I want
to try something."
I positioned him on his back with his butt at the foot of my bed
and his feet draped over and resting on the floor. I knelt over
his face and I dropped down and took his cock into my mouth and
he mumbled, "Oh yeah!"
He put his hands on the cheeks of my ass and pulled my pussy down
and wrapped his lips around it. He had my entire pussy in his
mouth and he was sticking his tongue up inside me as far as it
would go. I was free to vent my emotions today. We were all alone
in the house. So I did. I screamed loudly. I pressed my mound
against his mouth and he moaned and the vibrations went right to
my soul.
I screamed again and ground my mound against him and I was
totally failing to achieve our first sixty-nine. I was going
crazy, having orgasm after toe curling orgasm and he gave every
indication of loving it as much as I did.
I had my face pressed against his cock. It had come out of my
mouth as soon as I started cumming. I was moaning and making
strange noises and rubbing my face against his cock but I was out
of control and I couldn't suck him until he stopped what he was
doing.
I finally reached a point that I couldn't take it anymore and I
rolled off of him and screamed at him to stop. He was almost as
out of breath as I was. We both lay there on my bed panting and
moving our hands over each other.
When I could talk I said, "Sorry, it sounded like fun. I was
just...oh god Tyler! That was fucking fantastic!!"
I slid off the bed and pushed his legs apart and said, "Now it's
your turn babe!"
I took his cock in my mouth and he was primed. I swear. It wasn't
two minutes later that he filled my mouth with cum again. He
groaned and swore and his ass came up off of my bed and he came
nearly as hard as he had a little earlier.
I had learned that I had to stop after he came because his cock
got hypersensitive right after his orgasm. So I just held it in
my mouth while he calmed down and as soon as it was okay I went
right back to sucking.
He called me a few dirty names in a loving manner and I reached
up and held his balls in my hand and moaned as I sucked him off
for the third time this afternoon.
It took longer this time and I loved every second of it. After he
came in my mouth again I took my head away and smiled up at him.
He reached down and pulled me up beside him and we held each
other and kissed like lovers.
After a few minutes we were just lying side by side quietly and I
glanced over at the movie camera. I wondered if it had been aimed
right and I thought about how much better it would have been if
we could have had some good close-ups.
Without really thinking about what I was saying I said, "We need
a cameraman. We need someone to get different angles and come in
for some close-ups."
I don't think that I was so much suggesting that we get one as
lamenting the fact that we didn't have one.
We were quiet for a few more minutes and then Tyler said quietly,
"I could get someone."
To my immense surprise my heart began to race when he said that.
I hadn't meant that he should find someone. I just meant that the
movie we had just made would be better if we had had someone.
But when I was suddenly presented with the actuality of someone
else in the room, watching us and taking our pictures as Tyler
photographed me and then we had sex I knew right away that the
exhibitionist in me was going to make me permit this.
I didn't speak though. In fact, I made believe that I hadn't
heard him. I guess I was just trying not to let him know how much
the idea excited me. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed and
forced myself not to think about it.
I didn't look at Tyler. I sat facing the movie camera and asked,
"What did you have in mind for those artistic figure studies we
are supposed to be doing?"
He sat up beside me and put his arm around me and kissed my neck
and held me close for a minute. He smoothed down my hair and
said, "I have several ideas. First I have to take some of the
shots that they suggest in the book. They have to be submitted
for a grade. But I have some ideas of my own too."
I stood up and looked down. I said, "The bed is a mess. I have to
remake it before we can use it for more pictures. Unless you are
planning on taking some pictures of your sister the prostitute.
My bed looks like I've been doing a lot of business in here
today."
Tyler said, "That's okay. These next pictures will be low light
and we'll need to get some different backgrounds."
He turned his lights off and I turned the movie camera off and we
both got our sandals on. After I ran my brush through my hair a
couple of times we headed downstairs in the nude. I followed him
in silence, but my mind was moving a mile a minute as I thought
about doing the things we had just done with someone watching and
taking photographs and movies of us in action. I knew that I was
going to tell him to do it. For some reason I couldn't just yet,
it was just too intense.
I followed him into the kitchen and he put his camera down and
carefully posed me in several unusual but very sensual poses. He
left the lights off and closed the curtains until he had the
light the way he wanted it. I noticed that my face didn't show in
any of these pictures. They were all low light photographs with
lots of shadows and back lighting.
When he was done there we moved into the garage. He took more
photographs of the same type in there. I was finding it pretty
erotic. Not just the nude photography but the idea of being nude
in all of these unusual places.
He took one that was really amusing. He tied me to the front
fender of dad's pickup truck like a dead deer and took a few
pictures and then he said, "I have an idea!"
He untied me and helped me up and hurried back into the house. He
had obviously been inspired and couldn't wait to try out his
idea.
We went down into the basement but instead of going into the
rooms that were finished and furnished we went into the far
corner that was just used for storage and had been left
unfinished. Tyler looked around for a minute and handed me his
camera and said, "Wait right here."
I stood back out of the way and watched in amusement as he moved
a bunch of dusty footlockers that contained some of our Christmas
decorations out of the way and when he had cleared out the corner
it was just bare stone walls and overhead beams. It had a bit of
a dungeon look to it.
He called me over and for the first time I noticed that he had
brought the rope that he had used to tie me up in the garage down
here with him. He tied my wrists together and tossed the end of
the rope around the beam in the ceiling and pulled it tight.
He tied it off to a pipe and stepped back and looked at me. He
was so busy analyzing the shot he was planning that he couldn't
see how excited I was. As soon as he had tied my wrists together
and secured the rope over that beam I had nearly had an orgasm!
I had no idea! I knew what bondage was. It was something that you
joked about. It wasn't funny now. I was so turned on by being
helpless in this fake dungeon that I was on the verge of cumming
without even being touched!
Tyler went over and pulled the rope a little tighter and tied it
off again. Now I was up on my tip toes. He asked, "Are you okay
Mya? I'll get this shot as quick as I can."
I whispered, "Take your time Tyler. I'm okay."
I think he heard something in my voice. He stopped and looked at
me closely and his lips curled up for just a second. But then he
returned to his vision.
He picked up a couple more pieces of rope and tied them to my
ankles and carefully pulled my legs a little farther apart. He
tied one of them to a pipe in the wall, the same pipe that the
rope holding my arms was secured to. He tied the other to a
support post nearby.
He came closer and used his light meter and fiddled around with
his camera and then he took a dozen shots of me from all angles.
He only spoke a couple of times, he told me to tilt my head in
certain ways and pose as he moved around me.
When he had taken that series of shots he turned off the nearest
bare light in the ceiling and now it was very dark. He set his
camera flash for indirect light and took at least a dozen more
pictures. Then he came over and stood right in front of me and
looked at my face curiously.
I looked right back at him and suddenly he reached out and cupped
my pubic mound in his hand and I screamed and came harder than I
had ever cum in my life!
After I came I collapsed. My legs couldn't hold me. I was hanging
by my wrists now and he stepped back quickly and took a dozen
more photographs.
I continued to hang by my wrists long after I was capable of
standing again. I knew what these pictures were going to look
like and I knew they were going to be hot. I couldn't wait to see
them!
When Tyler came back and stood in front of me again I regained my
footing and he leaned forward and kissed me gently. He whispered,
"You are so fucking beautiful." His free hand came up and
caressed my breast and then began to pull on my nipple. He began
to pinch it harder and harder and my eyes closed and almost
without realizing what I was doing I started crying out, "Harder!
Harder god damn it! Yesssss!"
Then I came again. Hard! I came and I screamed and I collapsed
again.
Tyler hurriedly untied my ankles and then helped me back to my
feet. When I was steady enough to stand on my own he went over to
the wall and untied the rope holding my wrists in place. He
rushed over and finished untying me and started to help me back
upstairs.
I stopped him. "Hold on bro! You better put those footlockers
back and grab those ropes. Unless you have some excuse ready for
mom and dad that I don't know about."
He laughed and put everything back the way he had found it. He
grabbed the ropes and turned the light he had turned off back on.
He started to help me walk but I had more or less returned to
normal and I thanked him and led the way back upstairs. I figured
that I owed him the view for what he had just done for me.
We went to the kitchen and got a drink of water. I was suddenly
exhausted. I looked at the time. It was past supper time but I
didn't feel like eating right now. I asked him if he did and he
said, "We can get a sandwich later if we get hungry. I want to
see these pictures."
I nodded and said, "Me too." Then I moved closer and wrapped my
hands around his hard cock and said, "And I suppose you will want
me to take care of this damned thing again!"
He laughed and said, "It's only fair, you put it there."
I took a deep breath and said, "That was...interesting. I don't
know how I feel about what I just learned about myself Tyler. I'm
scared and excited all at the same time."
He stared at me for a minute and said, "I understand. It was
getting real. I mean, you know I wouldn't hurt you. You do know
that, right?"
I nodded.
He continued, "But when I had you like that, when I saw your
beautiful body all stretched out and helpless, and when I saw how
excited you were..."
He stopped talking. He didn't know what to say. Neither did I. I
let go of his cock and pulled him close and held him so tight.
I finally let him go and we went upstairs. We went to his room
and he put the disks from his camera into his computer and
downloaded the pictures while I hooked the movie camera up to his
television.
He started sorting the pictures and deleting the rejects. He
finished quickly. Apparently there were not a lot of bad ones.
When I glanced back at him he was staring at his television along
with me.
We were watching him photograph me in my red underwear while
sitting at my dressing table. I had been right about needing a
camera operator, but damn that was hot! I knew that the pictures
of me in my underwear were exciting. But these pictures of him
taking pictures of me in my underwear were twice as exciting,
though they lacked quality. I mean, it was a good picture. The
camera was digital and the television was high definition.
Everything was clear as a bell. It just really needed a
cameraman.
I stopped the camera and rewound it. Tyler came over and hooked
it up to his DVD recorder and started them running.
While he was doing that I went to my room and got my desk chair.
Then I joined him in front of his computer.
I sat down beside him and he started with the pictures in the
kitchen. There were only a couple pictures in which my face could
be seen well enough to identify me. The pictures and the effect
were just what he had been going for. They were dark and sensuous
and erotic and I was so proud of him I leaned over and kissed him
and told him how good he was.
Then I reached down and held his cock while we moved on to the
pictures from the garage. I didn't care as much for these. Tyler
liked them. He was pleased with the contrast between all of the
bare walls and the tools and my soft, delicate body.
I didn't think they were as good as the kitchen shots. I was
amused by the trophy sister pictures when he draped me over the
fender of the truck like a freshly bagged buck.
He paused after that. We were both dying to see the next
pictures. I think we were both just a little nervous about it
too. I think we were both amazed by the way we had reacted to
those poses. Or more to the point, how we had reacted to my being
tied up and helpless.
He finally clicked his mouse and the first stark image filled the
large monitor's screen. Tyler flinched and I realized that I had
squeezed his cock hard when I saw the picture. I had reacted
without thinking.
I didn't look away though. I just whispered, "Sorry."
I stared at the photograph. I looked at the way the ropes looked
against my skin. I looked at the way my body looked when it was
extended like that. Looking at that picture I suddenly realized
that I was so turned on that I was on the verge of tears.
We stared at that first picture for a long, long time. Finally
Tyler touched a button on his keyboard and the second shot
appeared. He dropped his hand to my thigh and slid it up and held
his finger against my sopping wet slit.
We sat there staring in silence as we held each other's genitals
and took in the details of me, a maiden in distress, tied up and
helpless in a dungeon.
We slowly moved through more than thirty photographs. They were
all pictures of me tied up and helpless in the basement. The
poses changed little from photograph to photograph. The lighting
changed and the angle of the shot changed and he had made me
reposition my head from time to time. But each picture was a
brand new epiphany.
We had done something yesterday that had drastically changed our
relationship when I agreed to pose for sexy pictures and when I
had first masturbated and then fellated my cute and very talented
little brother.
What had just happened in the basement though, that was crossing
a whole new threshold. We had both learned something about
ourselves that we had never suspected. I think we were both
scared by it too.
It wasn't that I was afraid that he would hurt me. I knew he
wouldn't. But what we had just learned about ourselves, and each
other, was not just that we were typically horny teenagers and we
liked sex. This was different. This was a peek into a dark room
that we didn't expect. I think that we both wanted to talk about
it, but couldn't. Maybe later, when we had had time to digest
what had happened. But not now, I couldn't think about it right
now.
We cycled through all of the bondage pictures. That was the first
time I had called them that in my mind. When we had stared at
length at each and every one of the bondage pictures I sat
quietly beside Tyler, still holding his cock in my hand. I felt
like I couldn't breathe normally until we had finished with them
and he started going through the first set of pictures that we
had taken at my dressing table. And then I couldn't wait any
longer.
I pushed my chair out of my way and dropped down and took his
cock back into my mouth eagerly. His cock was totally covered in
lube. He had been just as turned on as I had, if not more.
No, not more, I had been so excited that it had scared me.
He came quickly and he hardly paused at all before he pushed me
over onto my back gently. I lay there on the soft carpet and he
spread my legs and he began lapping up the moisture from my
thighs. I was just as wet has he had been and it took him a long
time to clean my thighs.
He stretched out on his stomach with his mouth over my pussy and
he reached up and cupped my breasts in his hands. He began to eat
me so hard it almost hurt. And it was just what I needed. I
reached down to hold his hands against my breasts and he suddenly
released my breasts and held my wrists firmly in his hands.
I don't know how he knew it, or even if he knew it on a conscious
level, but it was just the right thing to do. I struggled feebly
against his grip while I ground my pussy firmly against his mouth
and started swearing for just a moment before I began to cum like
I had never cum before.
The next thing I knew he was holding my head in his arms and
patting my cheeks and saying, "Mya! Wake up! Are you alright?"
I opened my eyes and realized that I had cum so hard I had passed
out.
I reached up and held his hand and brought it to my lips and
kissed it lovingly. We stared into each other's eyes for a long
time then. Neither of us spoke. I realized that I loved my
brother so much it hurt my heart. And I saw in his eyes that he
felt just the same way about me.
Suddenly I was crying and he held me close and kept saying
softly, "Don't cry Mya. I can't stand to see you cry! What's
wrong? Please, tell me what I did!"
I pulled back and said, "You stupid shit! I'm crying because I
love you so much. Don't you know anything?"
I finally calmed down and I saw his underwear lying nearby. He
had brought his school clothes in after our shower when he came
to get his camera equipment and just dropped them by his desk.
Boys!
I picked his shorts up and dried the tears that were burning my
eyes. I noticed the slightly sweaty, masculine scent of his
underwear. I had been doing his laundry for a long time and I had
never noticed that before. It was kind of exciting.
I finally sat up and leaned against the end of his desk. He
rolled over on his side and propped his head up on his hand and
we stared at each other in silence for a few minutes. After a
brief silence I asked, "Who can you get?"
He was caught off guard. He looked confused at first. But then he
realized what I meant. Who did he trust to take pictures and
movies of our afternoon orgies?
He said, "You won't like it. But he is someone I can trust to
keep his mouth shut."
As soon as he told me I wouldn't like it I knew who he was
referring to. He could only be referring to Ken, his best friend.
The kid and his family had been the first, after our family, to
move into this area. His parents had bought the waterfront lot
next to ours and their house had been the next after ours to be
built.
Ken was Tyler's age and they had immediately become best friends.
Aside from all of the other things that they had in common, they
both loved photography. Ken wasn't as good as Tyler. Very few
people were. In my opinion not even professional photographers
were as good as my talented little brother. But they were both
very much into it.
I guess Ken wasn't so bad. He kind of creeped me out. It seemed
like whenever he was over here he was staring at me, especially
if we were out back in the pool. I had said something to Tyler
about it a couple of times but Tyler just smiled and said, "Hell,
you can't blame him can you? You didn't buy those bikinis to be
ignored."
We had that discussion a few times and it always ended the same.
I smiled at Tyler, gave him the finger and walked away.
He was right though. I did like being looked at. I did dress to
attract attention. I don't know why it bothered me when Ken
stared like that. I guess it was because he was so open about it.
Or maybe it was because he seemed so needy.
I finally said, "I'll have to think about it."
I didn't have to think about it though. I knew I was going to do
it.
Tyler nodded and got up and went to the bathroom.
I checked the time and saw that it was only a little after six.
Our parents almost never got home before nine on the nights that
they worked late.
When Tyler came back I said, "Let's put something on and go
downstairs. I'll fix something to eat and then we can watch the
DVD on the big screen in the den."
He said, "That all sounds good except for the part about you
putting clothes on."
I chuckled and said, "I agree. But we are taking enough of a
chance watching that movie downstairs. I would hate to have to
explain to mom and dad why I was naked and watching a movie of
you and me having sex."
He said, "Yeah, I know. But damn, I love the way you look right
now."
I smiled and said, "I like the way you look too. I love your cock
Tyler. It's the only one I've ever seen, but I think it's
beautiful."
He blushed and said, "I never thought of cocks as being all that
attractive. Not like the way naked women are beautiful. I guess I
don't have to worry about turning gay."
I sat up and he jumped to his feet and helped me up. I was
surprised to find that for the first few seconds my head was
spinning. That had been one hell of an orgasm!
I headed for the bathroom to wash up but when I got to the door
of his room I turned and said, "Talk to Ken."
Then I went to the bathroom and washed up and tried to get rid of
the smell of sex. As I washed I thought back over the things that
we had done this afternoon. It had certainly been special. What
bothered me most was how badly I wanted to fuck my brother. I
know. That seems silly in light of the things we have already
done. But that one act, more than anything else seems wrong.
I loved him for not trying. He knew how I felt and I guess he
felt the same way. But I knew that he wanted to do it too. If he
tried, especially when I was worked up during one of those photo
shoots, I would let him. He probably knew that too. So I had to
really respect him for not trying.
I knew that I was going to have to get on birth control soon
though. One way or another I knew that I would be fucking
somebody before very long.
We got dressed and went downstairs. Neither one of us was really
hungry. I got out some cold cuts and we made a couple of
sandwiches and sat together quietly and ate.
We were almost done when I leaned over and kissed his cheek. I
said, "You're a good brother."
He grinned and asked, "What was that for?"
I said, "I love you. You know you could fuck me when I get hot
like that. And I know that you want to. But you know how I feel
about that and you don't try. I know how hard it is for you not
to take advantage of me when I am like that and I appreciate
it."
He leaned down and kissed me lightly and said, "I love you too. I
love that you let me take these pictures and I appreciate the
fantastic blowjobs. You're right. I would love to fuck you. You
are the hottest girl I know. I don't doubt that you are the
hottest girl I will ever know. I will go as far as you will let
me. But I know you trust me and I don't ever want to lose that."
We finished our sandwiches and were cleaning up and putting
things away when Tyler asked, "What about Ken?"
At first I didn't know what he was asking. But then it hit me.
When I had envisioned some anonymous cameraman the idea of how
horny he was going to get recording what Tyler and I were doing
didn't occur to me. In my mind he had not even been a real
person, just a magical camera operator I suppose.
Now it was about to become a reality and it wasn't some nameless,
faceless person any longer. It was Ken, a kid that couldn't stop
staring at me and sometimes creeped me out. I would be under no
obligation to provide him with the same kind of relief that I had
been gladly providing to Tyler.
But would I want to? I had begun to wonder what other cocks
looked like, and what they tasted like. I had agreed to let Tyler
bring him into this and as soon as I made that decision I had
realized that I was looking forward to it. I was turned on by the
idea of him watching me undress and seeing my breasts and my
pussy and my ass. I certainly knew that he had the hots for me.
He couldn't take his eyes off of me when he was here. But he
wasn't just going to see me naked. He was going to film us. He
was going to take pictures when I was having sex with Tyler.
I realized that Tyler was right though. Of all the boys we knew,
Ken was the only one that we could trust to keep his mouth shut.
But did I really want to let him have sex with me? I had wondered
what it would be like with other boys, but Ken?
Tyler was waiting for an answer. I wasn't sure how I felt though.
I shrugged and said, "I don't know Tyler. I'll have to see how it
goes, how I feel at the time. I'm not ruling it out. You think I
should, don't you?"
He said, "We both know that you like showing off as much as I
like looking at you. It turns you on. I get turned on looking.
I'm curious. I think it would be hot to see you doing it with
him. And if we did something about birth control..."
There was a pause and I realized that I didn't have any doubts
about how I felt about that. I said, "I don't think I want to
lose my virginity with Ken. I may get turned on and suck his
cock. I'm curious to see what it's like with other guys. But I
don't think I'll want to fuck him. Maybe it's all the hype, but
that's supposed to be something special."
"I think I should do that with someone who is special to me, like
you are. I really wish I could do it with you. But there is just
something about fucking my brother that gives me the creeps. I
may change my mind when the time comes. But looking at it
rationally from a distance I can't see myself letting him fuck
me."
"Don't make any promises when you invite him to join us."
We sat on the couch and started the DVD. As soon as it started I
reached over and slid my hand down into his shorts and took his
still soft cock into my hand. I enjoyed the sensations as it
quickly got very hard. It was exciting the way it kind of woke up
and grew long and hard then began to throb as we watched the DVD.
We watched as Tyler moved all around and took pictures of me
while I pretended I was all alone in my room. In the last couple
of days I had developed a whole new appreciation for how sexy a
girl looks in her underwear. Tyler's sexy photographs were really
exciting. But watching the way he moved around me and took the
pictures, and seeing his hard on and the look in his eye that was
more than lust when he looked at me, it was all such a turn on.
It got better when I moved over to the bed and started posing
again. Watching him guide me into different positions and seeing
how much my sexy body and erotic poses were affecting him and
watching us work together like that to make those sexy pictures
was raising the level of eroticism to a whole new level.
Watching from the same camera angle without the close-ups and
without moving around to capture the scenes from more
advantageous angles just made it that much more clear to both of
us that we needed a cameraman.
I glanced at the time and it looked like we had just enough time
to put that DVD away and let me take care of that hard cock I had
created in Tyler's pants. I got up and took the DVD out and shut
everything off and said, "Come on bro. We need to hurry if I'm
going to drain you one last time before mom and dad get home. You
can't let them see you like that."
We hurried upstairs and he took the DVD from me and put it
somewhere safe. When it was hidden I pushed him over to his bed
and pulled is shorts off and took him into my mouth.
I moved up and down his shaft slowly and savored the taste of him
and the excitement of having a hard cock in my mouth. At the
bottom of each stroke I could see that last inch and a half or
two inches of cock that I couldn't quite cram in my mouth. It was
very frustrating. I kept stretching my lips out and now that I
had gotten used to doing this I didn't seem to have a problem
with gagging anymore so I pressed the head of his cock against
the back of my throat as far as I could.
We both got a big surprise when the head of his cock suddenly
slipped right into the entrance to my throat. When it happened he
groaned in pleasure and exclaimed, "AH FUCK ME!"
It scared me at first, but I soon realized that I hadn't hurt
anything and although it was a little difficult I could breathe
just fine through my nose. I took a lot of satisfaction from
having my lips stretched around the very base of his cock like
that.
Tyler found it pretty satisfying too. He grabbed my hair and
swore again and then he tensed up and I felt him shooting his cum
right down my throat!
When he was finished cumming he shuddered and gently lifted my
head free. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Jesus Mya! That
was amazing! How did you do that?"
I looked up and grinned a little sheepishly. I said, "It was an
accident. I was just trying to get your cock in my mouth all the
way."
"Did it hurt?" he asked.
I shook my head and said, "No, not really. It scared me."
We were about to trade places so that he could return the favor
when we heard my parents coming in from the garage. Tyler
hurriedly put his shorts back on and I went to the bathroom and
rinsed my mouth out. Then we went downstairs.
We greeted our parents and sat with them while they had a glass
of wine and relaxed for a few minutes. They had eaten at the
office and were just relaxing a little before going to bed. It
was a few minutes past our bedtime but we hadn't seen them much
lately so we sat with them and talked for a little while.
There wasn't much going on in our lives right now. At least there
was nothing that we could tell them about. They talked a little
about work. The things that they said didn't mean much to us
until they said that in a month or two, after the upgrading was
finished, they were going to start looking for a plant manager.
Once they found the right person for the job they expected to
start coming home at normal times and even taking holidays.
A few days ago Tyler and I would have been ecstatic about that. I
am embarrassed to say that now we had mixed emotions. We kept
them to ourselves though.
We finally said goodnight and went to bed a half hour later than
normal. I took a shower and got ready for bed and after Tyler
took his shower he came in to say goodnight to me. I was already
in bed and he bent over and kissed me.
I thought that was sweet, but it turned out that he had a
surprise in store for me. While I had been taking a shower he had
tied a length of rope to the each of the four corners of my bed.
After he kissed me he said, "Open your mouth Mya."
I suppose because I had become so accustomed to following his
instructions over the last two days I opened my mouth without
thinking. He grinned and shoved the damp red panties I had been
wearing this afternoon into my mouth.
I was shocked. But before I could react he sat on my stomach and
he quickly pulled up the ropes he had fastened to the head of my
bed and secured my arms over my head. I didn't struggle though. I
knew he wouldn't hurt me and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt
that he was doing this for me, not to me. I watched as he slid
down my body and pulled me down, drawing the ropes around my
wrists tight and stretching my arms out.
He reached under my bed and pulled out more rope and secured my
legs to the feet of my bed, leaving me totally helpless. He
roughly tore my pajamas to shreds, leaving them hanging off my
exposed body so that it looked like a rape scene. He reached
under my bed again and pulled his camera out and started taking
pictures.
I struggled vainly then. I wasn't struggling because I wanted to
get free though. I was struggling so that the camera would catch
the full effect of the rape scene that Tyler had created. I could
picture it in my mind and I couldn't wait to see the
photographs.
He filled up the data card in his camera and set it down. Then he
knelt on the floor at my feet and bent down and kissed my toes.
He kissed each toe in turn and then he took several of them into
his mouth and sucked them like little cocks. I was surprised at
how erotic it was.
He began to slowly lick and kiss his way up my widespread legs to
my throbbing pussy and when he finally reached it he kissed all
around it. I was struggling again, groaning into my gag and
trying to beg him to lick me there. He knew what I wanted but he
continued to tease me for several minutes before he began to
slide his tongue through my dripping wet slit.
It was amazing. The ropes, the gag, the shredded pajamas, the
feeling of helplessness, even though I trusted Tyler completely
the excitement of being trussed up like this was overwhelming. I
soon came to realize that it was a good thing that he had gagged
me. I began to scream and I couldn't have controlled it. In fact,
I was totally out of control. I came and I came and I came, one
violent orgasm after another.
I didn't pass out this time. I came close though. He finally took
pity on me and stopped. He rested his head on my sopping wet
mound and kissed my thigh and whispered, "I love you Mya."
He moved down to untie my ankles and then he untied my wrists.
All the while I was crying like a baby. He stood over me and
gently removed the panties from my mouth and used them to dab the
tears from my eyes.
I reached up and pulled him down on top of me and held him tight
and we kissed passionately. Then I held him in my arms and said,
"I love you Tyler. I love you so much. Thank you for this. You
are so sweet."
He smiled and said, "God Mya, wait until you see those pictures
tomorrow. You looked so fucking not!"
I knew it too. I couldn't wait.
He finally struggled to his feet and gathered up his ropes and
his camera and quietly said, "Goodnight Mya."
He turned to leave and I said, "Goodnight Tyler." Then I said,
"You owe me a pair of pajamas you freak!"
He laughed and went back to his bedroom.
I knew that my parents wouldn't be coming up to say goodnight so
I left my shredded pajamas on. They were pretty exciting. Just
before I went to sleep I realized that before I got married I was
going to have to make sure that my future husband was good at
tying knots. This was not something I could give up.
The next day was Friday. It was a normal day, unless you consider
the fact that we now rode to school with our hands on each
other's genitals. I thanked Tyler again for being so creative and
imaginative last night. I had really enjoyed it.
It wasn't until we started home after school that the excitement
level started ramping up. As soon as I pulled out onto the
highway Tyler said, "I talked to Ken."
All of a sudden I noticed that it was a little harder to breathe
and my heart was beating faster.
I waited for him to continue. The little bastard was teasing me.
He knew I was dying for him to tell me what happened, what they
had said.
I finally had to ask. "How much did you tell him?"
He said, "Not much. I told him that I had found a girl that was
willing to pose for us. I didn't tell him who she was. He is
coming over as soon as he gets home and picks up his camera and a
couple of lenses."
"He has no idea it's me or that there is a chance I might do more
than pose? And he doesn't realize that we want him to take
pictures of us together of course, since he doesn't know it's me.
The poor little bastard is going to have a heart attack you
know."
Tyler chuckled and said, "He tried to find out who it was but I
didn't tell him. His only other concern was that you not be home.
He thought you would be mad if you found out."
I said, "That kid has been staring holes in my clothes since we
met him. I'm not sure he will be able to handle this."
Tyler said, "He has always had the hots for you, but you can't
blame a guy for that. I even thought you were the hottest girl I
knew and guys just don't think like that about their sisters. I
never even considered having sex with you. Not even when I
finally got up the nerve to ask you to pose for me."
I laughed and said, "You didn't get up the nerve to ask me. I had
to force it out of you. But I know what you mean. I never
imagined that we would have this kind of relationship. Hell, I'm
not even sure what kind of relationship this is!"
We tried to decide how best to break this to Ken. By the time we
got home we had decided that I would wait in my room and when Ken
came over Tyler would bring him to my room and just take over and
start telling me what he wanted me to do.
The first thing we had to do when we got home was rush to Tyler's
room and check out the pictures of me tied to my bed last night.
He booted up his computer and I stood behind him and slowly
undressed.
I wanted to take a quick shower before Ken got here. We had a
little time because Ken rode the bus and wouldn't be home for
another half an hour. I dropped my clothes on the back of Tyler's
chair as I undressed and he turned to watch me as his computer
booted up.
I was down to my bra and panties when he said, "I love watching
you take your clothes off. You are so fucking sexy."
As I removed my bra he was sliding his hand up my thigh and
teasing my pussy through my panties. He asked, "Are you excited?
Does having another guy watch you pose in your underwear and then
in the nude turn you on as much as it does me?"
I smiled and said, "I should probably be coy and act like it
doesn't. But with all the dirty little secrets you already know
about me that would be silly, wouldn't it? Yes, it turns me on.
At first I thought it would be better if it was going to be
anybody else but Ken. But I was thinking about it today at school
and now I think that I am glad it is Ken. We should be able to
control him and you are sure that you can trust him. Yes Tyler.
I'm excited. Isn't that awful?"
I was naked now and Tyler leaned forward and rested his chin
between my breasts and looked up at me with love in his eyes.
"No," he said. "That isn't awful at all. I have been thinking
about what we were going to do this afternoon all day too. For
all the education I got today I might just as well have stayed
home."
He paused and said, "Do you know what I really want for my
birthday?"
His birthday was in November and since he was going to be sixteen
we had speculated that he would be getting a car of his own. He
had already completed the same driving school that my parents
sent me to.
I put my arms around him and smiled down and said, "You've
changed your mind about the 911?"
He smiled and said, "No, I still want the Porsche. But there is
one thing I would rather have. I wish that someone would tell me
that I was adopted."
I laughed and said, "No baby. It's better this way. Now you can
find a nice girl that loves you and settle down someday, and we
can have each other on the side until we are too fucking old to
play anymore. Isn't it so much more fun when it's so wrong?"
He looked confused then and after a minute he asked, "Then why
don't you want to let me fuck you?"
Hmmm, he got me on that one! I thought about it for a minute and
said, "Good question. I'll think about it in the shower. Do you
really want to fuck me that bad?"
He laughed and said, "Christ Mya. I'm a fucking guy! What do you
think?!"
I laughed and we turned our attention to his computer. He had
already downloaded the pictures and he went to the file and
double clicked on the first one.
We had created a lot of very hot pictures in the last two days.
They were all very large, very clear, very erotic photographs.
These were different. I mean they were well done and explicit.
They were very professional. But as I looked at them I remembered
what I had been feeling and thinking last night as I was tied to
my bed and helpless and they captured that helplessness
perfectly.
Tyler pulled me down into his lap and we went through the
pictures slowly. The red panties he used for a gag stood out. It
had been the perfect choice. The way I had struggled, stretching
my muscles and tendons as I genuinely fought the ropes was caught
perfectly.
Tyler's hand moved over my stomach and up to my breasts as we
went through the pictures. Every once in a while he would dip
down and kiss or lick my nipple. I was ignoring his touch, though
it felt very nice.
I was staring in total fascination at the sexiest pictures ever.
I knew that we would have to do more of these. A lot more!
When we got to the last picture I turned around and kissed Tyler
and asked, "Why did you tie me up that first time? You couldn't
have known how it would affect me. I didn't know! Is it something
that you have been interested in or just an inspiration out of
the blue?"
He said, "I have seen some bondage pictures in photography
magazines. I am embarrassed to admit it, but I really thought
they were exciting. I guess I'm more of a freak than I thought I
was. When we were in the garage yesterday and I took the gag
pictures of you on the hood of the truck and saw you tied up like
that...it just hit me. I wanted to try it. I hadn't planned it.
My first thought was to tie you to your bed or some other piece
of furniture upstairs. But then I thought of the unfinished
section of the basement. I always got a kind of a dungeon feel
from it. It just kind of all came together."
He continued to explain, "I was getting so fucking hot while I
was tying you up down there. But when I saw how excited you were,
shit, I almost came on your legs when I was tying you up!"
He was quiet for a moment and then he said, "I guess I really
like that kinky shit. It makes it so much hotter that you do too.
But I would never hurt you, you know that don't you?"
I held his face in my hands and looked into his adoring eyes and
I said, "There was never any question of that Tyler. I trust you
completely. And besides, for the sake of authenticity, maybe you
don't need to be so careful every time."
I leaned down and kissed him and then got up and went to take a
shower. On the way out I turned back and said, "I'll be waiting
in my room after my shower. I'll have my robe on. Once Ken gets
here you are in charge."
I put my school clothes in the hamper and grabbed my robe and
went to the bathroom. As I stood in the shower and soaped my body
up the pictures we had taken flashed through my mind. I didn't
really need it but I was getting really primed for what was about
to happen. And I didn't even know what that was.
I dried off and brushed my teeth and my hair and put my robe on.
I went to my room and sat at my desk. As I waited for Tyler and
Ken I imagined what was going to happen. I pictured Ken's face
when he found out the girl posing for him was going to be me.
I was just about to be in exhibitionist heaven. I wondered if it
would be much more exciting with two boys watching me and
enjoying the sight of my naked body. They would be able to watch
me and watch each other satisfy their lusts on my body.
Just before my door opened and they came in I had a fleeting
thought. How much more exciting would it be if there were a lot
of boys?
I looked up when my door opened and they walked in. We should
have had the movie camera pointed at Ken's face. His expressions
as they flitted across his face were hilarious. First there was
disappointment when he saw me and realized that Tyler had been
messing with his mind.
Ken looked embarrassed and turned on Tyler and said, "Man, this
isn't funny!"
He looked really mad. He was holding his camera and his camera
bag and expecting to see a girl that was willing to pose for some
seminude and nude pictures. That had been all he expected. He
didn't come here to have sex or anything. Just to take pictures.
Not that he wasn't looking forward to seeing his first nude girl,
but that really wasn't the reason he was here.
He was too embarrassed to look at me. He was convinced that this
was a joke at his expense. He was looking at Tyler when he said,
"I'm sorry to bust in on you Mya. Tyler has been...I gotta go."
Tyler reached his arm up and blocked Ken's path and said, "Mya,
put the black bra and panties on and get ready."
I stood up and said, "Yes Tyler."
Ken stopped struggling to leave and turned around to look at me
in shock. His jaw dropped so far I was afraid he would dislocate
it as I untied the belt on my robe and slipped it off my
shoulders.
Tyler started taking pictures as soon as I took off my robe. I
casually placed it on my chair and walked across the room to my
dresser. I picked up the panties and glanced back to see Ken
still staring in shock.
I smiled and said, "Ken, don't you want to take my picture?"
He said, "Mya! What's gotten into you?! Is this for real?"
I said, "I'm naked Ken. Tyler is taking my picture. How much more
real do you want it?"
He dropped his camera bag and brought his camera up to his eye
and started taking pictures. I saw the bulge in his pants for the
first time and smiled. I didn't have any more doubts. I was going
to taste him too.
I turned back and ignored the boys and the cameras and just as if
I were getting ready for school in the morning I casually stepped
into my sexy little black bikini panty. I stood up straight and
looked into my dresser mirror. My hands smoothed the panty over
my ass and snugged it tight into my crotch. I turned as if to see
the way my ass looked in the mirror. They got some good pictures
of my tight panties and bare breasts.
I turned back and picked up the bra. I slipped the straps over my
shoulders and fitted the cups to my breasts and reached between
my breasts to close the clasps. I straightened the straps and
then turned back and faced my two photographers.
Tyler said, "Okay Mya, get on the bed and go through the poses
again."
I moved over to my bed and got down on my hands and knees and
assumed the first pose that he had shown me in his figure study
book. He didn't photograph me though. He stepped back and Ken
began taking picture after picture while Tyler stood back and
took pictures of Ken taking pictures of me in my underwear.
I saw him back there and realized what he was doing and a shiver
of excitement went through me. I could almost feel the intensity
of Ken's eyes on my body.
After a few minutes I got up on my knees and removed my bra and
began to pose again. I moved through the poses from the book and
some of the poses that Tyler and I had come up with that we
thought were good until Ken said, "I have to change memory
cards."
I sat up on the side of my bed and watched Ken fumble with a new
card and once it was in place Tyler said, "Mya, it looks like Ken
has the same problem I always get when you pose for me. Why don't
you help him out?"
I smiled and said, "Certainly Tyler."
I stood up and slipped my panties off and went to Ken and pulled
him over to my bed. I turned him around and dropped to my knees.
Ken watched in disbelief as I unfastened his pants and pulled
them down to his ankles. He had a very nice cock. It was slightly
larger than Tyler's but they were very similar.
I pushed him down on the bed and pulled his pants and sandals
off. I pushed his legs apart and said, "You have a very nice
cock, Ken. You don't mind if I suck it for you do you? You look
so uncomfortable with that thing all cooped up in your pants."
I didn't wait for his answer. I didn't expect him to say no. I
leaned down and kissed his cock and he groaned loudly. There was
no doubt in my mind that I was the first person to touch him
there. That first touch by a member of the opposite sex was still
fresh in my mind. After all, I was still new at this too. It was
exciting to be his first.
I licked his cock and then took it into my mouth and slowly slid
my lips down his thick, sensitive shaft. He leaned his head back
and closed his eyes and groaned loudly. I was distracted briefly
by Tyler getting some close-ups, but then I devoted my attention
to Ken.
I didn't think he would last long. I knew how exciting it was. I
was right. It was over so quickly that it caught me off guard. He
suddenly started to quiver and I felt my mouth filling with cum
again.
I had gotten used to the taste of Tyler's cum. I had wondered if
all guys tasted the same. I had my answer. I was pleasantly
surprised to find that Ken's cum was very mild tasting. There was
none of the bleachy taste that Tyler's cum had. I wondered what
made the difference, but mainly I concentrated on not spilling
any of it.
I waited until he was finished and I swallowed carefully. I knew
how sensitive his cock was at that moment. I didn't take my mouth
away though. I rested my head on his stomach and held his cock in
my mouth for a few minutes. I knew he would be able to go again
right away.
He was lying on my bed gasping and every once in a while I heard
a quiet, "Oh my god!"
My tongue began to explore his cock again and when I was sure
that he was ready I reached my hand up and cupped his balls
gently and started sucking. I heard Tyler moving around and I saw
out of the corner of my eye that he was using the movie camera
now.
I also saw the huge wet spot in his pants. He was long past ready
for a blowjob from his big sister. But first I wanted to give Ken
another one. The first one had hardly taken any time at all.
I smiled into the camera when Tyler got right down in my face. I
stopped sucking and licked his cock and balls as if they were
candy. I didn't wait too long before taking him back into my
mouth though. It was obvious that he wasn't going to last much
longer the second time than he had the first time.
I started sucking a little more forcefully and just before he
came I managed to force the head of his cock into my throat. He
didn't swear or call out. He just exploded! I hurriedly brought
my lips back up to the tip of his cock and used my hand to finish
him off.
His cum was just as mild and pleasant the second time! I was
going to have to look into this. I lifted my head and smiled at
Ken and swallowed his cum. I said, "Ken, your cum is delicious!
We are going to have to do this more often."
He dropped his head back onto my pillow and just groaned.
I glanced at my alarm clock. This was going to be an early day
for my parents. They would be home between six and six thirty. It
was almost five now.
I nudged Ken and he looked up. When I had his attention I said,
"Ken, would you take over the video camera from Tyler and let me
take care of him? He is really suffering, and I am going to need
a little relief too. So we have to hurry because this is an early
day for my parents."
He struggled to his feet and took the camera. He looked around
for his clothes but I said, "You can get dressed when we are done
Ken."
He nodded and started recording while I got up and led Tyler to
my bed. He pulled me close and said, "You are so beautiful!"
He tried to kiss me but I turned my head and said, "You might
want to rethink that Tyler. I just sucked off your best friend."
He smiled and said, "What the fuck, it's just cum." Then he
turned my head back and kissed me lovingly.
I loved him anyway, but at that moment I loved him so much I
wanted to cry.
As we kissed I reached down and struggled with his pants. They
finally fell and I knelt to pull his underwear down. There was a
huge wet spot over his cock. I guess he had really enjoyed the
show.
I kissed his cock through his shorts and then I put my mouth over
it and exhaled slowly.
He gripped my head and exclaimed, "Fuck me!"
I remembered that we didn't have a lot of time to play around
tonight and pulled his shorts down. His cock was hard and
throbbing right in my face. I licked it clean and then he sat
down on my bed and spread his legs. Over the last couple of days
he had begun to last a little longer. I had sucked him off a lot
and he was starting to get used to it. Not this time though. He
was so excited that he hardly lasted any longer than Ken.
I realized that it wasn't their fault. They were young and what
we were doing was incredibly exciting. I was still disappointed
though. I really enjoy sucking cocks and I want it to last
longer.
Oh well, maybe in a week or two they will be jaded enough that
they can last longer.
I soon felt my mouth filling up with the third mouthful of cum
this afternoon and I tilted my head up and opened my mouth and
showed it to Ken and the camera before I swallowed eagerly.
Tyler was lying there now and panting. I checked the time and I
still had almost an hour, but I was going to need to take another
shower. I didn't want to cut it too close.
I nudged him and asked, "Tyler, which one of you is going to eat
me now?"
Tyler looked at Ken and asked, "How about it Ken? Would you like
to eat her pussy? Or would you rather watch the master at work?"
Ken looked down at me and said, "Oh god yes! Mya, I would love to
eat your pussy. I've never done it. You'll have to tell me what
you want me to do."
I smiled up at him and said, "We have plenty of time Ken. Let me
get comfortable and then you can get comfortable and explore a
little and we'll just see how it goes. Hell, you might just be a
natural!"
He grinned and handed the camera back to Tyler and helped him up.
I stretched out on my rumpled bed and spread my legs and Ken sat
on the side of my bed and said, "First, I have to touch these. I
have watched you grow these tits for six years now. And yes, I
know that you knew that I was staring at you. I have always
thought that you were the sexiest and the most beautiful girl in
the world. I hated it that I made you nervous. But I couldn't
stop looking at you. Your breasts are just as beautiful as I
imagined them. I have to touch them.
He reached down and gently touched my breast. His hand was hot
and sweaty and he was so nervous that he was shaking. In a weird
way it was kind of touching.
I smiled reassuringly at him and said, "That feels nice Ken. Take
your time." As he explored my breasts and teased my tender
nipples I reached down and held his cock, which was iron hard
again, in my hand. I didn't do anything but hold it though. I was
afraid he was going to cum all over my bedspread.
After a few minutes I said, "Why don't you kiss them Ken?"
He slid off the bed and leaned down and kissed my breasts and
after a minute I said, "Use your tongue now, and then suck on my
nipples for a few minutes."
He complied eagerly and he was clumsy but it felt pretty good.
I let him suck on my nipples for a few minutes and then I said,
"Okay Ken. We can do that more the next time. But I am so horny
and I really need to cum now."
He looked up and grinned and said, "Next time! Oh yeah!"
I smiled and he got up and moved into position between my legs.
As he was getting into position I told him to kiss me first. I
liked to be kissed on my upper thighs and around my pubic mound
and then he should use his tongue on my slit.
He stared down at my pussy with his head just a foot above it.
The look of absolute love and devotion on his face was kind of
cute. But I was so horny now that I wasn't in the mood to be
patient. I dropped my head back on my pillow and said, "Okay Ken.
Please hurry. If I don't cum soon I'm going to go crazy!"
I felt him move and I could feel his breath on my pussy just
before his lips touched me. I shivered in excitement. I was about
to have my pussy eaten by the boy next door!
He kissed my thighs without much feeling. It was pretty obvious
that he was as eager to taste my pussy as I was to have his
tongue inside of me. I knew this wasn't going to take long and I
realized that we would have more time to do this right when my
parents were working late. So I just relaxed and let go.
He quickly moved up and kissed my sensitive pubic mound and after
circling my moist slit once he kissed me right on the slit. I
groaned in excitement and I was aware enough to realize that I
was even more excited because of Ken's extreme excitement. I was
his first pussy! He was always going to remember this moment.
That was pretty much my last lucid thought as his tongue licked
the juices from my tight slit and then began to drill its way
inside of me. He didn't know what he was doing but at this point
it didn't matter. I didn't last as long as he did when I sucked
him off a few minutes ago. I started screaming and pulling his
hair and lifting my ass off of my bed to press myself against his
lips.
It must have hurt like hell, the way I was pulling on his hair.
But dear, sweet Ken didn't stop. He kept licking and pressing his
lips against me and his nose was rubbing on my clit and I started
cumming over and over. For a virgin he did a damned good job and
I finally had to push him away.
I lay back and let my heartbeat return to normal. When I opened
my eyes Tyler was standing over me with the camera and still
filming. I smiled up at him and sat up.
He finally put the camera down and I looked at my clock again. I
couldn't put it off any longer. I said, "Why don't you guys go
into your room Tyler and upload the pictures. I'll go rinse off
and join you there. If we have time I'll suck you both off one
more time before mom and dad come home."
I grabbed my robe and headed for the bathroom but stopped to
remind Tyler not to leave that disk in the movie camera. If our
parents saw that movie they would make a real dungeon out of our
basement.
I went to the bathroom and washed the smell of sex off of me. I
hurried back to my room and put on some loose clothes and then I
went to Tyler's room.
Tyler and Ken were dressed and sitting in front of the computer
looking at the pictures we had taken in our first sessions. As I
walked in Ken was just saying, "Dude! You're out of your fucking
mind! You can't let old man Ford see these. It's okay to send
them to Lawrence. Hell, it's part of the assignment. But if you
let Ford find out you were taking nude pictures he would tell the
principal and the principal would call your parents and life as
you know it would be over."
Tyler said, "Yeah, I guess you're right. It's a shame though
isn't she..."
"Whoa! Stop it right there! Back it up man!" Ken interjected.
I walked over and stood behind them but Tyler moved his chair and
pulled me into his lap as he backed the pictures up.
I smiled. He had just come to the set that was taken in the
basement as I hung from the ceiling beam.
Ken exclaimed, "Jesus Christ Mya! Those are the hottest pictures
I have ever seen!"
I chuckled mischievously and said, "Show him the other set
Tyler."
Tyler smiled and backed out and opened the file with the pictures
of me tied down to my bed with my pajamas in shreds. He left each
picture on screen for a long time and we all stared at them.
Ken just kept saying, "Holy shit!" under his breath, over and
over.
I looked at the time and I didn't really have enough time to do
it. But I had to. I slid off of Tyler's lap and pulled Ken's
chair back a little. He hardly noticed.
I knelt at his feet and he realized what I was doing. He quickly
pulled his zipper down and struggled to pull his hard cock free.
I didn't want him getting caught with his pants down and I knew
this wouldn't take long so I didn't see any point in him getting
any more undressed than that. Before I took his cock into my
mouth and sucked him off for the third time today I turned to
Tyler and said, "Pull yours out too. I'm pretty sure that I have
enough time to suck both of you off before they get home."
It really turned me on that Tyler was watching me and getting
turned on by it. I was so glad that he had suggested that we
invite Ken.
Ken was pretty happy about it too. He had just had two orgasms
not much more than half an hour ago. But I remembered how much
more exciting everything was that first time. It wasn't much less
exciting now, but that first time was special. He soon filled my
mouth with another load of cum and then moved out of the way so
that I could suck Tyler off again.
As I was taking Tyler's cock into my mouth, Ken got behind me and
reached up inside my loose shorts with one hand and began to
gently caress my pussy. His other hand came up under me and slid
up under my t-shirt and held and gently squeezed my breast. I
suddenly discovered a whole new dimension to sucking cocks! It
was something that I loved to do anyway. But with all that extra
stimulation it was even more exciting.
As I moaned and shivered with pleasure I sucked eagerly on
Tyler's cock and for some reason my mind drifted back to that
earlier thought. What would it be like to be naked in front of a
lot of boys? I couldn't imagine a set of circumstances under
which I might experience that strange pleasure. But the image of
it in my mine and the cock in my mouth and the hands on my body
all came together and I came before Tyler did!
I was forced to stop what I was doing as my orgasm took control
of my body. I was still cumming when I heard my parents come into
the house from the garage. I didn't stop though. As soon as my
orgasm passed I took Tyler's cock back into my mouth and with the
sound of our parents moving around downstairs I sucked him off
one last time.
After I swallowed his cum I went to the bathroom and used some
mouthwash and brushed my hair out. Then I went back to his room
and we went downstairs.
I kissed my parents with the mouth that had just given five
blowjobs. Ken said hello and goodbye and rushed home. I saw him
carrying his camera and camera bag and I hoped that Tyler had
remembered to erase his memory cards after he downloaded the
pictures. He may trust Ken but I knew that above all else Ken was
a boy. I didn't trust him not to show my pictures around or post
them somewhere on the internet if he was allowed to keep them.
While my parents were making a drink I suggested we call out for
pizza and they thought that sounded like a good idea. I wasn't
all that hungry and I didn't feel like cooking. Neither did mom.
Tyler called up and placed our standard pizza order and we sat
around the dining room table and talked for a while. Tyler seemed
to take a few minutes to settle down and pay attention. But after
he settled down we sat around and my parents suggested that we
play pinochle after we eat. Our parents had taught us to play
when we were much younger and we enjoyed it. We usually played
girls against boys. My dad was pretty good but mom and I won a
lot because Tyler had a bad habit of overbidding when he got a
mediocre hand. It was all in fun though and nobody got upset.
The next day was dedicated to yard work and housework. Our
parents could easily afford to hire people to do those things but
they felt it was necessary that we do them as a family. All but
the pool. We kept the leaves out of the pool but they hired a man
to come over and clean it and keep it up.
Tyler and I would have preferred that they hire people to do
everything but we had been doing these chores since we were old
enough and we understood why they made us do chores. I suppose we
even agreed that it was a good idea.
I helped mom inside and Tyler and dad did the yard work. We have
a ten acre lot but only about two acres of it isn't allowed to
grow wild. A lot of those two acres are taken up by our large
pool and huge house and gigantic garage and driveway.
I did the laundry and dusted upstairs and mom did the downstairs
and the family room in the basement. I cleaned our bathroom and
since I usually finished before she did I went down and cleaned
the downstairs bathrooms too.
We were all finished by around two that afternoon and mom and I
got cleaned up and went grocery shopping. While we were shopping
mom said, "I've been thinking. You guys have been doing well in
school and your father and I are really impressed with how
responsible you have been lately. Would you like it if we hired a
housekeeper and someone to do the yard work?"
My first response was to get all excited and scream hell yes! But
I caught myself in time and asked, "Not a live-in housekeeper.
That isn't what you mean is it?"
She looked at me and asked, "You don't want that?"
I couldn't tell her the real reason that I thought that was a bad
idea of course. I said, "No. I wouldn't like some stranger coming
in and living with us and lurking around the house. I think it
would be great if we hired someone to come in every Friday while
we are at work and in school and clean up. Then we could just do
what we want on weekends. We could do things together or Tyler
could work on his photography. I like that idea."
She thought about it and said, "You know, I think that sounds
better than my idea. I was just thinking that if we hired someone
to live in she could take over the cooking chores from you on our
late days."
I smiled and said, "I don't mind mom. I know a lot of girls in
school that couldn't cook a TV dinner if their lives depended on
it. Much less make a decent meal. I don't mind cooking. And it's
only two or three nights a week."
She decided that after due consideration she was more comfortable
with my plan than hers and it was agreed. Now we just had to find
someone.
The men were finished and showered when we got home and mom told
them what we had decided. Then she put dad to work making his
world famous hamburgers on the grill while we sat around the
pool. Yeah, money doesn't suck hardly at all.
That evening dad and Tyler were downstairs in the family room
watching a college football game that they had recorded earlier
and mom and I were in the kitchen. Mom was in a good mood and I
figured now was as good a time as any. I took a deep breath and
said, "Mom, we need to talk."
She froze.
I laughed and said, "Relax mom. I'm not pregnant."
She grinned sheepishly and said, "Sorry Mya. You just sounded so
damned serious. It's something we worry about, especially with a
girl as beautiful, and let's be honest, headstrong, as you."
I did not think I was headstrong but I let that go.
I said, "You are on the right subject though. Can we talk quietly
and nobody gets upset?"
She looked at me for a moment and told me to sit down at the
kitchen table. She got two glasses out and poured us both a glass
of wine.
When she sat down and handed me one of them I was more than a
little surprised after all the lectures Tyler and I had received
on drugs and alcohol.
I picked up the glass and said, "Believe it or not, I have never
tasted alcohol before."
I saw that she believed me and seemed relieved and I added, "And
in case you are wondering, I am still a virgin."
That was technically true. My hymen was still intact.
I took a sip of the wine and tried not to make a face. I would
have preferred a glass of tea. But it did start to have a warming
effect on my stomach after a few sips and I was getting used to
the way that it tasted too. I guess it is an acquired taste, like
cum.
She waited for me to say something. I was nervous. I didn't have
any idea how she was going to take this. My parents weren't
prudes. We have always been able to talk about just about
anything. But I didn't know how she was going to react to this
and I didn't want to disappoint her.
I took one more sip and screwed up my courage and said, "Mom, I
didn't want to go behind your back. I want to get on the pill.
Before you panic, I'm not planning on doing anything. But I think
about it a lot lately. I can..., god this is hard to say to your
mother! I can imagine myself getting carried away someday. I have
only been out with a couple of guys since you let me start dating
and I promise you, neither of them has gotten to second base
even. But if it was the right guy, it could be a different ball
game."
I was a little surprised when she smiled at that.
I continued, "I could go to the clinic and get a prescription. I
would rather not to that. I have always been honest with you.
Well, I'm not going to lie and say that I've never done anything
you don't know about, but I'm as honest as any kid is with their
parents."
I took another big sip of wine and said, "I don't want to
disappoint you or dad, but I think about sex a lot lately and
like I said, I could imagine a scenario where I do more than kiss
a boy."
I waited nervously for her response and I have to admit it wasn't
what I expected. She had tears in her eyes when she reached out
and put her arms around me and pulled me close. She held me tight
and said, "I'm so proud of you!"
No, that was definitely not the reaction I expected.
She let me go and sat back up and ran her hand down over my hair
and caressed my cheek. She was looking at me with a loving look
on her face that really had me worried. I expected a lecture on
the dangers of sex and a discussion about waiting until I was
older, much older.
Instead she said, "I'm so proud of you. It took a lot of courage
to do what you just did. I could never have told my mother that I
wanted to use birth control when I was sixteen. Hell, I couldn't
talk to her about it now!"
I smiled and said, "Your mother wasn't as cool as mine, mom."
She said, "You got that right. I still haven't had the nerve to
tell your grandmother that I'm not a virgin anymore."
I chuckled and she said, "I am so happy with the way you and
Tyler are growing up. You are so responsible. Your dad and I have
been worried that all the money would go to your heads. I think
we have done a pretty damned good job of raising you. Make an
appointment with the doctor. Like any other mother I would be
happy if my daughter would remain a virgin until she was well
into her twenties. But I am so proud of you for taking
responsibility and not going behind my back."
I thought about the things that we were doing behind her back and
was pretty embarrassed. But I figured that what she didn't know
wouldn't kill her.
After another sip of wine, which as it turns out really did seem
to steady my nerves, I asked, "Does dad have to know? I don't
want him to think...I don't want to disappoint him."
Mom smiled and said, "Actually dear, I think he would be
relieved. We have both worried about you. You are so beautiful,
so sexy. We were both afraid of you doing something foolish and
ruining your childhood. Though I guess you aren't much of a child
anymore, are you?"
I had to say, the talk had gone a lot better than I thought it
would. When it was over I actually felt a lot closer to my mother
than I had before. With the help of the wine we both opened up
quite a bit after that. We had a lengthy discussion about sex and
men and relationships. I even learned a lot about my mother's
past. There were questions I would have liked to have been able
to ask but they could have led to a discussion about the things
that Tyler and I were doing and I hadn't had anywhere near that
much alcohol.
I would have liked to have been able to talk to her about the
feelings I got when I undressed and posed for Tyler and Ken. Even
more than that, I was concerned about the way I lost control when
I was tied up and helpless. I hadn't looked yet, but I was pretty
sure that when I started looking on the internet for that
information I was going to end up looking at a lot of porn. Not
that I minded the porn, I would really like some information on
the subject though.
I could just imagine talking to my mother about exhibitionism and
bondage. I may have been wrong, she was being pretty open. But I
was pretty sure that would cost me the keys to the Vette.
We talked until about eight and then I went upstairs and with my
questions about my reactions to bondage fresh in my mind I went
snooping around on the net. I can't say that I didn't get an
education. I didn't find what I was looking for though. I'm not
saying it wasn't there. I wasn't looking for porn though. I was
looking for a discussion of what I had experienced. After wading
through porn site after porn site I got tired of it and gave up.
Hell, if I wanted to see porn I would rather look at my pictures
on Tyler's computer.
I gave up and sat on the edge of my bed. As I sat there I looked
around and thought about the things that had happened in here in
the last few days. The mental images were compelling and I ended
up wishing that Tyler would come upstairs so that we could look
at some of the pictures.
It was still early but I decided to get ready for bed and read
for a while. I went to the drawer where I keep my pajamas. I
pulled it open and wedged in the back I spotted the remains of
the pair I had been wearing when Tyler tied me to my bed and
shredded them.
I pulled them out and held them up. I felt a shiver of excitement
as I remembered how exciting that night had been. I went over and
shut my door and undressed. I stepped into the tattered bottoms
and looked at myself in my mirror. What remained were just strips
of cloth that covered nothing. My pussy was exposed and when I
turned I saw that my ass was too.
But it wasn't just being exposed that made it so sexy to look at.
It was the way that they made me appear so helpless. I looked
like a victim.
I put the top on and the strips of cloth fell around my exposed
breasts with the same effect. I looked like the girls in some of
those pictures I had found on the internet a few minutes ago. I
looked like a helpless victim, the target of some big strong
male's lustful advances.
I really liked the look.
End Part One
Say Cheese Part II
By vulgus
Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com
Story Codes: mf, mmf, MMMM+f, FFFf, cons, inc.
To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.
There was a tap on my door and I started to panic. But the door
opened and it was just Tyler. He saw me in my remnants and smiled
and came in and shut the door. He came over and walked around me,
touching my exposed flesh. He stood behind me and put his arms
around me and said, "They are sexy, aren't they?"
I nodded and said, "We have the same taste in women's clothes
bro!"
His hands cupped my exposed breasts and he kissed the back of my
neck. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply. He guided me over to my
bed and laid me down gently. He stared down at me for a moment
and said, "I think I should start keeping the ropes in here. I
would really like to tie you up right now."
Just hearing the words excited me.
He moved to the foot of my bed and started kissing his way slowly
up my legs. In between his light kisses he said, "We need to talk
Mya. We need to talk about fantasies and limits. This could get
out of hand if we aren't careful and it probably wouldn't have
much of an effect on me. But it could be really bad for you. A
lot of people won't understand the things we do together."
He had been working his way up my thighs with his lips as he
spoke, interspersing his words with light kisses.
I smiled and said, "You son of a bitch! It's awfully damned hard
to have limits or to give a damn about repercussions when you are
doing that!"
He laughed quietly and I felt his breath on my pussy. He bent
down and kissed my slit lightly and said, "I'm not stupid, just
horny."
"I am new at this, just like you are," he said. "But I've figured
a few things out. I know that you are an exhibitionist. That
works out great for me of course. We both just learned that we
have more than a passing interest in bondage. We both had fun
when Ken came over. We both love the oral sex and we are both
reluctant to take it any further. But we are both in danger of
getting carried away. We both want to fuck, especially when we
have been playing around for an hour or two. If you have anything
to add to the discussion I would like to hear it."
I groaned and said, "Damn you! How the hell am I going to carry
on an intelligent conversation with your tongue in my cunt?!"
I tried to force myself to calm down and I said, "I talked to
mom. I told her I wanted to get on the pill. She took it a lot
better than I thought she would. She took it so well that I was
tempted to ask her about the other stuff. I couldn't though."
Tyler chuckled into my pussy and asked, "How does a girl tell her
mother that she likes to be tied up and have her clothes ripped
off?"
I slapped the top of his head and said, "She doesn't! Listen
Tyler, the more I think about it the fewer reservations I have
about going all the way with you. I'm starting to think that as
long as we do it safely, and as long as we don't let ourselves
get carried away, why the hell not? We need to remember to keep
it light. We can make love, we can fuck, but we can never forget
that we are not lovers. As long as we don't get jealous of
others, and as long as we don't lose sight of the fact that this
is just for the excitement, it's just recreational sex between a
brother and sister that love each other, would that be so bad?"
Tyler said, "I don't know Mya. I keep going back and forth on
that. I think about it all the time. I want to. Hell, I'm a guy!
Of course I want to. I worry about how it might change our
relationship though. I want to be as close as we are now for the
rest of our lives. If we start having sex, going all the way I
mean, you are the one that could get hurt. And what happens in a
few months when you start dating some guy and fall head over
heels for him? What happens when you start having sex with him?
Are you going to resent me for taking your virginity?"
I reached down and lifted his face away from my pussy. I said,
"Come on up here Tyler. I can't concentrate when you are doing
that."
Tyler moved up over me and then dropped down beside me and lay on
his side. He supported his head on his hand and began teasing my
nipples with just one finger. I groaned and closed my eyes and
whispered, "Damn you!"
He said, "I can't help it Mya. They are right there, and they are
beautiful and sexy and I can't keep my hands off of them."
I tried to ignore him and I said, "What about you Tyler? What are
your fantasies? What turns you on? Were you as surprised as I was
about the ropes?"
Tyler leaned down and licked my nipple and then he smiled and
said, "No, I wasn't surprised. Remember, I told you I had seen
some bondage poses before and thought that they were hot. I have
to admit though, that it is a hell of a lot hotter when it is
real life. Seeing you helpless like that was such a huge turn on.
Watching you with Ken was exciting too. I have been wracking my
brain since then to think of other situations that would be safe
but expose you in public places. The idea of exposing you to
strangers turns me on too."
A shiver of excitement ran through my body as he said that. I
said, "It's weird how the same things turn us on, isn't it?"
We talked about it for a few minutes and couldn't think of a
single thing from our early childhood to explain our love of
bondage and exhibitionism. It was getting late and Tyler decided
to say goodnight in a way that we was beginning to get very good
at. He slid down and moved between my legs and teased my pussy
with his lips and tongue while I struggled not to cry out as I
enjoyed several orgasms.
After he had worn me out I traded places with him. I sucked his
cock differently this time. I took my time and teased him and was
gentle and made it last a long time. It was a lot of fun for both
of us. Finally he pulled me up and kissed me goodnight and went
to his room.
The next morning, before breakfast, Tyler came to my room and
said, "I received an email from Ken. He has an idea for some
pictures, but it has to be this morning. Are you game?"
I asked him what he had planned but he just smiled and said, "I
think you'll like it."
I like being teased, so I just grinned and said, "What about mom
and dad?"
Tyler said, "Don't worry. We aren't going to take them here."
We went down and had breakfast and Tyler said, "Mya volunteered
to take me out to Grant Park for some pictures I need for an
assignment. You guys don't have any plans do you?"
My parents had no objections so we got ready right after
breakfast. I was dying to find out what he planned for me once we
got to the park but he wouldn't say anything.
He helped me pick out my clothes. He went with a plain white bra
and panty and no hose. He selected two simple sundresses that
buttoned up the front and told me to bring one of them in a bag.
He went to get his camera and camera bag and we went down to my
car.
I drove off toward the park but when we got near town he started
giving me directions. He had put his hand on my thigh and was
rubbing my pussy as I drove and I was more than willing to go
anywhere at the moment.
I ended up parking in an alley behind an old building in a part
of town that I was not very familiar with. We got out and I made
certain my car was locked. I followed Tyler to an unmarked back
door.
Tyler knocked and the door was quickly answered by Ken. I was
surprised to see him but reassured that at least someone that I
knew was here, wherever here was.
Ken stepped back and let us in. He locked the door behind us and
we followed him down a dark hallway and out into the strangest
looking store that I had ever seen. The things I saw took my
breath away. Everywhere that I looked I saw magazines with naked
women on the covers. Many of them were being fucked or sucking
cocks or having sex with other women.
I saw an entire large section devoted to women who were in
bondage. It wasn't just magazines though. There was rack after
rack of dirty movies and as I looked around I saw that the far
wall and several large racks were for displays of sex toys of all
kinds. Many of them I couldn't even tell you what they were or
how they might be used.
I stared in awe at the displays around me and it wasn't until I
turned to ask Ken where we were that I noticed the man standing
with him.
I gasped and Ken smiled and said, "Guys, this is my Uncle Tony.
He owns this store and the strip club next door. He couldn't wait
to meet you Mya."
I blushed and said hello to Tony. He continued to leer at me and
returned my greeting.
Tyler came up behind me and said, "Over there looks like a good
place."
Good place for what I wondered.
Tyler got his camera out and said, "Mya, any questions before we
start?"
I had no idea what was going on, but I trusted Tyler and the
possibilities here were getting my juices flowing. I shook my
head and Ken smiled and led me over to the clear area in the
middle of the room that Tyler had selected.
I saw Tyler set the video camera up on the tripod and that was
the last thing I saw for a while. Tony placed a blindfold over my
eyes and I heard some noises over my head. A moment later a rope
was dropped over my head and tightened around my neck, making it
impossible for me to move from this spot.
I heard some buckles being unfastened and I thought at first that
Ken and his Uncle were taking their pants off. I was being
premature. I felt them kneeling on either side of me and
fastening leather straps to my upper thighs. They took every
opportunity to rub their fingers over my mound and across the
cheeks of my ass through my underwear as they attached the
straps.
I was getting incredibly turned on as they each took one of my
wrists and attached a wrist restraint that was linked by short
chains to the straps around my thighs. When they were done I was
totally helpless.
They stood up and admired me then. I heard them commenting on how
sexy I looked. I couldn't wait to see the pictures.
They began to touch me through my clothes. They squeezed my
breasts and my ass and talked about my body and all of the things
that they would like to do to me. I was tempted to tell them to
do it, to beg them to do it. God I was hot!
But then it got more interesting. One of them, or both of them, I
couldn't tell, began to tear at my dress, ripping it open and
exposing my underwear. The dress was hanging loosely from my
shoulders and one of them shredded the back of it from the waist
down, exposing my panty covered ass in the back.
They toyed with my body again and then someone pulled roughly on
my bra. There was a sharp pain for a second and then it gave,
exposing my breasts. They left it hanging from my shoulders,
covering nothing, and now they took advantage of the opportunity
to explore my naked breasts. They were very rough and it felt
wonderful.
The only remaining garment that covered anything was my panties.
They were removed just as roughly as the rest of my clothing had
been and left hanging in tatters from the leather straps around
my thighs.
My body was totally exposed now, to Tyler and his camera, to Ken,
and to Tony, an adult male that I had met all of ten minutes ago.
Their hands were exploring me roughly and I almost came several
times. It was driving me crazy that they wouldn't let me. Ken
said, "Oh no cunt. If we can't cum you can't cum."
After several minutes I heard some chains rattling and my legs
were pulled a little further apart. Leather cuffs were fastened
to my ankles and when they were finished I discovered that I
couldn't bring my legs back together. They were held apart by
whatever the cuffs were attached to. Tony called it a spreader
bar. That seemed appropriate.
They began teasing my body again and as they did Tony leaned
closer and said, "I hope you are comfortable you sweet little
bitch, because you are going to stay right here for the next hour
or so. I would love to stand here and play with you some more,
but it is time to open up now. Don't worry though. I suspect that
you will be getting a lot of attention."
I had my first orgasm of the day when he said that. I was
terrified. And I was so turned on I couldn't stand it!
Ken began working a leather hood over my head. It covered my eyes
and my forehead but left the rest of my face exposed. As he
strapped it in place he said, "We don't want anyone to recognize
you Mya. I wonder though if anyone you know will be coming in
this afternoon and see you here. I wonder if one of our neighbors
will come in to rent a dirty movie and see you here and come over
and touch your tits and stick his finger in your wet pussy.
Wouldn't that be funny?"
Ken leaned down and bit one of my nipples softly and I groaned in
pleasure and pain. He straightened up and said, "I have to go
hide behind the one way glass with Tyler now. We are going to
really enjoy the show. I suggest that you try not to speak for a
while. You wouldn't want anyone to recognize your voice."
I was shivering, but I'm not sure if it was from fear or
excitement as I heard Tony unlock the front door. My hearing
seemed to be keener than it had ever been before. I could hear
things that I had never even paid any attention to before. I
heard the door open and I heard two men come in as soon as Tony
unlocked it. He seemed to recognize them and greeted them in a
friendly manner.
The two men didn't notice me at first. They spoke briefly with
Tony and then headed in my direction to browse. I heard them come
to a sudden stop and swear quietly when they spotted me.
One of them called out, "Hey, Tony! What the fuck is this?!"
He called them over to his counter and I heard them whisper for a
few minutes. I don't know how much he told them, but as soon as
their quiet conversation ended I heard them come over and stand
on either side of me. I could almost feel their eyes as they
examined my exposed and vulnerable flesh and then their hands
began to explore my body.
I don't know if Tony told them my age, but he must have told them
that I was a virgin because one of them slowly slid a finger up
inside of me and stopped when he reached my hymen.
There was a note of awe in his voice as he said, "I'll be a son
of a bitch!"
They took turns feeling various parts of my body and I was so
fully focused on what they were doing that I didn't realize at
first that more men had come in and were now standing nearby
watching as the first two continued to fondle me.
Soon the first two men stepped back and there were new hands
exploring my body. They had to be warned that I was a virgin and
when they were, one of the men whispered in my ear, asking me if
I was being forced to do this against my will.
I thought it was sweet of him to ask, but I was nearly panting as
I whispered back, "No! Please, touch me!"
So he did. I had trouble concentrating on any one thing. I
noticed that some men were rough and they enjoyed hurting me when
they pinched me or squeezed my exposed flesh. And that was just
fine.
Others had a soft touch and they caressed me and teased me. That
was wonderful too. It was all good.
Most of them didn't talk to me. Some did. They told me what they
wanted to do to me, or make me do to them. Most of them talked to
each other about me. The topic of conversation was the same
though.
It went on for hours. We had arrived just before noon. That was
the time the store opened on Sunday. I was not released until
three that afternoon. I was a quivering wreck by then. I had been
given orgasms beyond number. Dozens of men had played with my
tits and my ass and stuck their fingers in my pussy. My clit was
sore from being pinched and pulled, so were my nipples.
At long last I heard Tony break it up. He came over and said,
"Sorry guys. Her time is up. I'm hoping to do this again next
week though. I can't promise, but I think she had a good time."
Then he leaned close and asked, "Didn't you bitch?"
I whispered loudly, "Fuck yes!"
There were dozens of loud laughs from all around me as Tony
loosened the cuffs around my ankles and removed them. Then he
untied the rope around my neck from the ceiling and led me away
by the rope. I was still blindfolded and my clothes hung off of
me in tatters which covered nothing. As he pulled me away more
hands reached out to get one last feel of my body.
Tony said, "I'll be back as soon as I take care of her."
That resulted in a few nasty little laughs.
Tony led me into the back office where Tyler and Ken were
waiting. They worked to remove the hood and the blindfold and
then the wrist restraints. Once all of that was removed the
remnants of my clothing fell away and I was pushed to my knees in
front of Tony.
I saw that Tyler was still taking pictures and I smiled at him as
Tony helped me pull his large cock free. The three of them
watched as I began to suck Tony off. Tyler continued to take
pictures as I went to work eagerly on Tony's hard, throbbing
cock.
Tony only watched me work on his cock for a few minutes before he
grabbed my head and began to roughly fuck my face. His cock was
larger than the two I had become used to, but not a lot larger
and as it began to ram down my throat I didn't have any problems
handling it. In fact, it was kind of exciting having my mouth
raped roughly this way after what I had been through all
afternoon.
While Tony was raping my mouth, Ken was on his knees behind me,
playing with my pussy and reaching around to hold and squeeze my
tits. It felt wonderful.
It didn't seem like very long at all before Tony pulled my face
close and held me tight as his cum shot down my throat. He pushed
me away when he was finished and as he put his cock away he
turned to Tyler and said, "Let me know son."
Tyler nodded and I was distracted by Ken's cock in my face. He
leaned against the desk behind him and I licked his cock clean
before taking it in my mouth. He came so quickly I was taken by
surprise. I guess watching me through that mirror for three hours
really turned him on. I don't blame him. I was pretty fucking
turned on too.
As soon as I swallowed and sat up Tyler handed his camera to Ken
and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and for the first
time I could see out into the front room through the mirror. I
saw around two dozen men of all descriptions. They were old and
young, thin and fat, black and white, it was amazing to think
that all of those men had just spent the afternoon seeing me
naked and exploring my body at will.
Tyler watched me looking through the glass and I knew that he
understood what I was feeling. He smiled and he stepped closer
and kissed me and whispered, "I love you Mya."
I hugged him and said, "I love you too Tyler. Thanks, I enjoyed
the hell out of that."
He chuckled and said, "Yeah, I knew you would. I did too."
He pushed me gently down onto the desk behind me on my back and
then he leaned down and licked my dripping wet pussy. I would
have thought it would be pretty gross after what I had just been
through but he didn't seem to mind. He licked and sucked at my
red, swollen, extremely sensitive pussy for several minutes and I
came hard.
After my orgasm I lay there panting with my eyes closed and I
heard him opening his pants and letting them fall to his ankles.
I felt something hot on the crease of my pussy and I opened my
eyes to see that Tyler was resting his hard cock on my opening.
I looked up and when our eyes met he said, "I want to fuck you
now Mya. I can't stand it any longer."
His cock was rubbing softly up and down my sensitive furrow and I
smiled up at him and said, "I want that too Tyler. I'm more than
ready. Fuck me baby."
He leaned down over me on his big, strong arms and moved his hips
around. I felt the head of his cock pushing against me and then
slide easily inside of me.
Our eyes remained locked on each other and at almost the same
time we whispered, "I love you."
I expected him to shove his cock deep inside of me then. I was
ready. I didn't want to be a virgin anymore. But he didn't. He
stood there with just the head of his cock inside of me and
described to me how it felt. He described the heat and the tight
grip that my pussy had on the head of his cock. He told me how
sexy I was and how beautiful I was and how hot he had gotten as
he watched all of those men exploring my naked body today. His
words were making me just as hot as his cock in my pussy.
I needed it bad. I had been more than ready, but now, his soft
voice and the way he was teasing me with just the head of his
hot, hard cock was driving me crazy. I started pleading with him
to fuck me. I was begging and I reached up and put my arms around
him and tried to pull his hard body down on top of me.
He wouldn't be rushed though. He began to move the head of his
cock slowly inside of me. I held my breath, waiting impatiently
for him to tear through my hymen. But he wasn't through
tormenting me.
I felt his cock come into contact with that tiny membrane that it
sometimes seemed like my world revolved around and then stop. I
groaned in frustration as he began to pull back and I pleaded
with him again to fuck me.
He whispered, "Are you really sure Mya? Are you ready to be my
slut now?"
I almost screamed at him, "YES GOD DAMH YOU! FUCK ME!"
He slowly pushed his cock back inside of me until it came into
contact with my hymen again and then started to pull out again.
I screamed "NO!" and tried to pull him back down and thrust my
hips up at the same time.
Suddenly his hips thrust forward and in an instant his cock was
buried in me up to the hilt. I cried out, but not in pain, in
ecstasy. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced.
I felt so full, so stretched, so fucking wonderful!
He leaned down over me and kissed me and I kissed him back
passionately. He asked, "Does it hurt? Was it bad?"
I suddenly realized that I had hardly felt a thing! I had been so
turned on for so long, or maybe I was just one of those lucky
girls that were made to fuck. For whatever reason, there was
almost no pain at all. There was a tiny pinch as his cock entered
me and now nothing. I felt nothing but pleasure.
I kissed him again and smiled and said, "No baby. It feels
wonderful. Now are you going to fuck me or to I have to go back
out there and get some stranger to do it?"
Tyler started fucking me then. He fucked me slowly at first,
gently and lovingly, and it was wonderful. Then he started
fucking me faster and harder and it was getting better by the
second. I was rapidly losing control. I began to kiss his chest
and then lick it as he fucked me and then he put his arms around
me and held me tight and I found myself biting his shoulder to
keep from screaming out in ecstasy as I came hard.
It wasn't just one orgasm. I was cumming over and over and I felt
my pussy grabbing his cock and I heard him gasping and crying out
and then he tensed up and I knew that for the first time a load
of virile male sperm was being shot out of hard cock and filling
my thirsty pussy.
That was all it took to drive me over the edge one last time.
I didn't pass out, but I was totally limp as I lay there under
him. I couldn't think, I could only feel. And I felt great!
Tyler rested his weight on his arms and looked lovingly into my
eyes and I felt like crying I was so happy.
We kissed again and he asked, "Any regrets?"
I smiled and said, "Yes. I regret that we didn't do this a year
ago!"
He slowly withdrew his cock from my still clasping pussy and we
both shuddered in pleasure as he came free. He struggled to his
feet and I noticed Ken again. I had forgotten all about him.
Tyler had had my total attention up until now.
I saw the look on Ken's face and his hard cock and I knew what he
wanted, what he needed. I smiled at him and said, "Come on Ken.
You'll never get that thing back in your pants like that. How
would you like your first fuck?"
Ken almost threw the camera at Tyler and pushed him out of the
way. He stared down at my pussy, which was now drooling with more
than my own juices, and then he looked up at me and asked
fearfully, "Are you sure Mya? I mean, I want to, but aren't you
sore? I thought it was supposed to hurt."
I smiled and said, "I'm fine Ken. Thank you for caring. Now fuck
me sweetheart. Trust me. I'm still having fun."
Ken stepped closer and rested his cock on my pussy and teased me
with it for only a second before he reached down and pressed the
head of it against my slit and searched for the opening.
As soon as he felt his cockhead slip inside of me he gasped and
then he rapidly pushed the rest of his hard shaft into me as deep
as it would go. I was exhausted now, but it still felt good, very
good. I didn't cum again, and he didn't last very long, but I
enjoyed it very much.
While he was fucking me I was wondering about next week. I was
wondering if they would put me on display out front again. I
wondered how much different it would be now that I was no longer
a virgin. I wondered if Tyler would let some of them fuck me. I
wondered if I would be able to tell the difference between
different men with different shapes and sizes of cocks.
It was so exciting to think about that I almost came with Ken.
Unfortunately he didn't last quite long enough. I felt him speed
up before I was quite ready and then I felt him tense up and I
knew that a second load of cum was filling me.
I saw Tyler taking pictures and I thought about how anxious I was
to see the pictures from out front. I wanted to see the faces of
the men as they amused themselves with my body.
Ken slowly stood up and I lay there on the desk for a little
longer and watched Tyler shut off the video camera and collapse
the tripod. He handed his cameras to Ken and then he used my torn
dress to lovingly clean me up.
He helped me up then and after hugging me and kissing me he
handed me the spare dress that I had brought in a bag. As I put
it on Tyler suggested that I avoid mom and dad when I got home,
at least until I had time for a quick shower.
When we had all gotten dressed again we went out through the back
door. We put the cameras in the trunk and I put the top down so
that Ken could squeeze in behind the seats. There wasn't much
room but we managed to get home before he lost all circulation.
Tyler invited Ken to come up to his room to see the pictures and
we went inside. My parents had left a note on the kitchen island.
They were at a neighbor's house and would be back in time for
supper. The three of us went upstairs and I took a quick shower
while Tyler downloaded the pictures onto his computer and hooked
the video camera up to his DVD burner.
When I finished my shower I hurried to Tyler's room. He pulled me
onto his lap and untied my robe and let it fall open. He kissed
me and looked me in the eyes and said, "I was going to ask you if
you were still okay with what happened today. I can see by the
grin on your face that I don't need to ask."
I put my arm around his neck and hugged him and said, "Thank you.
Thank you both. It was a fantasy come true. Everything that
happened today was exciting."
I kissed him again and whispered, "Everything Tyler."
We turned our attention to his large computer monitor then and
the pictures he had taken of me as Ken and Tony had put me in
bondage and torn my clothing off.
Christ it was hot!
I loved the way I looked all tied up and helpless, even after
they put the leather hood over my head. I thought that it was
still obvious that I was pretty young. By that I mean too young
to be in a place like that.
I asked Ken if the men that came in were told my age and he
responded, "Some of them, the ones that Uncle Tony trusted. Some
of them were told that you were a college girl home on vacation
and some weren't told anything and didn't care. It looked to
Tyler and me that the ones that got the biggest kick out of it
were the ones that knew how old you really were. They all
couldn't get over the fact that you were a virgin though. Look at
their faces when they are playing with your pussy. They just
can't believe that a hot young girl like you is letting a bunch
of horny old men like them crawl all over you like that. Uncle
Tony said he got some pretty amazing offers to fuck you today.
You could have made a lot of money in there this afternoon."
I shivered at the thought of being used as a prostitute. Of being
sold for sex to strange men. I wouldn't want to make a habit of
it, but I had to be honest. The idea did appeal to the kinky side
of me.
Tyler's hands moved over my body as we watched the slideshow on
his computer. It was pretty exciting to watch. But when Tony went
over to unlock the door and the strange men started coming in and
looking at me and touching me the excitement was almost more than
I could take. It seemed like I was having trouble breathing as I
watched. The biggest shock I got was when I recognized one of the
men who came in. He wasn't a neighbor though. He was Mr. Citro,
my Spanish teacher last year!
He walked around me and watched the other men play with my body
for a long time before he took his turn. His was one of the
softer touches and I think I remembered how sensuously he had
explored my body. Most of the men had been pretty rough as they
tormented my helpless body today. And that had been exciting. But
the ones that had really excited me had been the ones that had
touched me like Mr. Citro was in the pictures.
Mr. Citro's wife had left him last year. He lived alone in a
trailer down in the flats now. I wondered suddenly if he might
like a little company one day after school.
I watched as he was forced to make way for new arrivals. I
watched him, curious to see what he would be interested in as he
moved up and down the aisles of the porn shop. I noticed that he
kept his eyes on me and the men that were continuing to tease me
mercilessly. He spent a lot more time looking at me then he did
making his selection. I saw him decide on two DVDs and take them
to the counter and pay for them. Once he had them in a bag he
stood near the door and watched for a while longer before he left
with his movies. I was disappointed that I hadn't been able to
tell what kind of movies they were.
Most of the men who molested me this afternoon were white. I saw
two black men take a turn with me. One was middle aged and the
other looked like he was in his late sixties. I enjoyed the
contrast in skin color as their dark hands moved over my white
skin. One of them, the younger one, had bent down and taken my
nipple into his mouth and sucked and then bit it gently. It was
very sexy to watch.
Tyler had taken hundreds of pictures but we didn't have time to
view them all. After a while he brought up the thumbnails and
double clicked on the first picture that had been taken after I
was released and brought back into the office.
We watched as I was freed from my restraints and Tony fucked my
mouth rather violently. Looking at these dirty pictures was
pretty exciting and not just for me. I felt Tyler's hard cock
under me and I could see Ken attempting to be discreet as he
rubbed the large bulge in the front of his pants.
The highlight though was after I had sucked off Tony and Ken and
Tyler had laid me back on the desk and fucked me. It was hard to
believe that it had been his first time too. He had really seemed
to know what he was doing. As we watched those pictures come up
on the screen I asked him where he had learned to be so sexy.
He shrugged and said, "I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't
even think about it really. I was just enjoying the sensations
and trying to make it good for you. I wanted it to be special,
despite the circumstances."
I kissed him and said, "It was baby. I will remember that first
fuck forever! You were wonderful."
We all watched the pictures until the end of the show. Then I
slid out of Tyler's lap and pulled his cock free. As I took him
into my mouth and straight down my throat Ken started teasing me
again. He dropped down behind me and his soft hands caressed my
wet pussy once more.
I was paying more attention to pleasing Tyler so I was surprised
when I felt Ken behind me, struggling to insert his hard cock
into my pussy. I took my mouth off of Tyler and told him that I
had just gotten cleaned up and I didn't want to smell like cum
when my parents came home.
Ken assured me that he would hold off until I could get him off
with my mouth. He just couldn't resist the sensations as his cock
slid in and out of me.
I couldn't argue with that. It felt great. So I turned my
attention back to Tyler as Ken slowly fucked my pussy. I loved
it! Two guys at once was the only way to go!
Pleasing Ken took none of my attention and I devoted my total
attention to sucking Tyler's cock as Ken teased me with his. It
was only a few more minutes before Tyler filled my mouth with a
hot load of sexy cum and after I swallowed it I kissed his cock
and smiled at him. I let Ken fuck me a little longer and then he
gasped and said, "Mya, I can't take it any longer."
I was tempted to fuck with his mind and tell him to just go home.
But that would have been too cruel, even if I was just joking. I
turned around and Ken got back up into his chair. I saw how wet
his cock was with my juices and I wondered what it would taste
like. I suppose I should have been a little put off but I wasn't.
It was pretty exciting. So I eagerly leaned forward and took his
shiny, wet cock into my mouth and sucked him enthusiastically. He
hadn't been kidding. He was primed. He came almost instantly.
As soon as I swallowed and stood up he guided me over to Tyler's
bed and as soon as I was on my back he began to eat my pussy. I
was really surprised. I didn't think he'd have the nerve after
getting me so wet with his cock. I was glad he didn't seem to be
put off in the least because I was extremely turned on now and I
really needed to cum.
Tyler just sat back and watched as his best friend got down and
ate my soaking wet pussy. Ken did a great job. He lapped up all
of the moisture that had escaped from my over stimulated pussy
and then eagerly stuck his tongue inside of me and it felt
wonderful as he teased me with his hot, wet tongue.
Tyler got up and stretched out beside me and put his arm under my
head. He pulled me close and began kissing me lovingly as Ken ate
me out. As we kissed, his hand came up and began to tease my
nipples. I was soon screaming into Tyler's mouth and grinding my
pubic mound into Ken's mouth and cumming like crazy.
When I finally started to breathe normally again Tyler was
holding me in his arms and Ken's face was resting on my stomach
and I felt very close to both of them.
I needed to get up and brush my teeth and get dressed but I hated
to move. I finally forced myself to sit up and I patted Ken's
head and thanked him.
Tyler sat up beside me and I turned to him and asked, "Are we
going back to Tony's...what was that place?"
Tyler laughed and said, "It's called an adult book store. Would
you like to go back?"
I knew that the right answer to that was no. But damn that had
been exciting. I smiled, embarrassed at having to admit it, and
said, "It was pretty intense wasn't it? Yeah, I wouldn't mind
going back. Does that make me a terrible person?"
Tyler said, "Remember what you said earlier? It was just before
we fucked today when I asked you if you were ready to be my slut.
You aren't a terrible person Mya. You are my slut now. Not all
the time of course. But at times like that you are, or times like
this. Then you are my slut. My responsibility is to use you
wisely and to protect you while making what we do exciting. Your
responsibility is not to worry about what kind of a person you
are, but to do what you are told. Don't worry Mya. I'll take care
of your reputation. I do plan to play around with the limits from
time to time though."
I leaned over and kissed him again and whispered, "Good."
I stood up then and went to my room and put some clothes on. I
brushed my teeth again and then we went downstairs.
The rest of the day was just a normal Sunday.
On Monday my mother arranged for me to see our doctor after
school and after a long wait I finally got in and got a
prescription for the pill.
The timing was perfect. My period started that evening. For the
next few days my pussy was pretty much off limits. Tyler insisted
that he didn't care that I was having my period but I was too
self conscious about it to let him do anything. I still posed for
pictures after school and I still sucked his cock two or three
times a day, but I got all of my relief from masturbation. There
may come a day when I am less self conscious about that time of
the month, but it isn't now.
During the week my parents had hired a woman to clean our house
on Friday and a company to do the yard work. The housekeeper was
finishing up when we got home from school so she didn't interfere
with our games. It was so nice when we got up on Saturday and had
no chores. It was strange though, and as we sat around the
breakfast table we weren't sure what we were going to do with
ourselves after breakfast.
I needed to wash my car, with Tyler's help, and our parents
decided to go for a motorcycle ride with some friends of theirs.
We knew from past experience that our parents were gone for the
day, so after we had washed and waxed my car we took a nice sexy
shower together and went to Tyler's room to take my new birth
control pills for a test drive.
We had only fucked once, that afternoon at that porn store when I
had been forced to endure hours of foreplay at the hands of
dozens of strange men. I had been in a sexual daze at the time
and I guess Tyler had been too.
This time our heads were clear and we took our time and
experimented with the things that we had learned in the last two
weeks. The first time we just made love after lots of touching
and kissing. It still felt a little strange to be doing it with
my brother but I am pretty sure that we both have our boundaries
in mind. It was wonderful. Tyler is getting very good at this
very quickly.
After we recuperated we began to play. Tyler got the ropes out
and tied me to the bed. He put a blindfold on me and spent a long
time teasing my body before he fucked me a second time.
We took a quick shower and rested for a while, and then we went
skinny dipping in our pool for an hour. We didn't fool around
though. We just enjoyed the cool water and talked about our
strange situation.
We had always been close, closer than most brothers and sisters I
think. It was so much better now though.
We had cold cuts for lunch and then we went up to Tyler's room
and watched the DVD that Tyler had made last Sunday at the porn
store. God it was hot! I got so turned on as I watched myself
being put in restraints and then having my clothes torn until
they hung off of me in tatters.
It got even hotter when the parade of strange men started coming
in and taking advantage of my body. I still got a big kick out of
watching my old teacher, Mr. Citro, and wondering what he would
think if he knew that it was me that his fingers were exploring.
It was a shame that the pictures and the movie all had to be made
from behind the one way glass twenty feet away. A few close ups
and better sound would have made it perfect.
There was sound. There was a speaker that picked up the sound
from the room so the camera picked up many of the crude comments
the men made as their hands mauled my vulnerable body for hours.
It also picked up the numerous warnings to the men sticking their
fingers inside of me that they needed to be careful not to tear
my hymen and their comments when they realized that I was,
indeed, a virgin.
I heard a few comments that I hadn't heard at the time because I
was being overwhelmed by all of the attention. I also heard
numerous outrageous offers for the honor of being the first to
insert a penis into me. There were many other obscene offers as
well and I could still remember how I felt at the time when I
heard the men trying to bargain for the opportunity to have sex
in some manner with me that day. All the offers had been refused,
but I wondered if the rules would change now that I was no longer
a virgin. I wasn't going to suggest it though. I was going to
wait and see what they wanted to happen to me. I could tell that
Tyler had something planned but he was keeping it to himself.
The next day we left a little earlier. I was instructed to drive
back to the same alley I had parked in when we went out last
Sunday and as soon as the words came out of Tyler's mouth I
started getting wet.
I drove back to the alley behind the book store and after I
locked the car I stood behind it with Tyler waiting for him to
remove his camera equipment. The first thing that he removed from
the trunk though was not a camera. It was a blindfold.
I shivered in anticipation as Tyler slipped the blindfold over my
head and then I stood quietly while he put a pair of handcuffs on
my wrists behind my back. I listened while he picked up his
camera equipment and then he guided me by the arm to the unmarked
door that had led to so much excitement last Sunday.
I heard Tyler open the door and I followed obediently as he led
me inside. I listened as stepped in behind me and shut the door
and locked it. I was led back to office where I had lost my
virginity last week and as we entered I heard sounds that let me
know that there were at least two people already in the room.
I assumed that the sounds that I was hearing were from Ken and
his Uncle Tony. But not knowing for certain was pretty exciting.
Tyler let go of my arm and I heard him getting ready to take
pictures. I heard someone stand up and move over to where I was
standing. I felt hands explore my body through my clothes and
then someone, I assumed that it was Tony, it was an adult male,
pulled me into his arms and kissed me roughly while his hands
moved down and lifted me up by a firm grip on the cheeks of my
ass.
Whoever it was manhandling me, he was rough and forceful and it
was pretty exciting. After kissing me, after raping my mouth with
his fat tongue for several long moments the man dropped me back
onto my feet. When I was standing on my own I felt someone
unbutton the front of my dress and push it down off of my
shoulders. My bra was unfastened and allowed to hang down off of
my handcuffed wrists with my dress.
I felt hands move over my body, now bare but for my little
panties. Then I was roughly turned around. I was pushed down over
a desk and my dress, which hung loosely from my wrists, was
gathered up and lifted up behind my back and tucked under my
arms. I felt my panties being roughly pulled down to my ankles.
One of my legs was lifted free and I found myself spread wide and
exposed.
I heard a rustling of clothing and then a hard, fat cock began to
enter me from behind. I gasped in pleasure as I was stretched
wide to accommodate the intruder. As I opened my mouth to moan in
pleasure I was surprised when another cock was pushed into my
mouth. I knew that neither of the cocks belonged to Ken or Tyler.
I was now being fucked at both ends by two adult males and I had
no idea who they were. It didn't matter though. I was enjoying
the hell out of it!
I started cumming long before the men did and I kept cumming
until they both finished fucking me long and hard. After the men
came they left their cocks inside of me for a few minutes. I kept
teasing the one in my mouth with my tongue and my pussy kept
gripping the cock going soft inside of my newly opened channel.
I kept hoping that one or both of them would get hard again and
fuck me some more. I heard the man in front of me laugh and speak
for the first time. It was Tony. He said, "The little cunt can't
get enough hard cock. She is working her tongue, trying to get me
hard again."
I heard a stranger behind me laugh and say, "Same here Tony. That
tight little cunt is gripping my cock for all it's worth!"
I felt my handcuffs being unfastened and my dress and bra were
pulled down and off of my arms. Although it felt good to be able
to use my arms again now I was a little disappointed. I wasn't
ready for this to end yet.
I needn't have worried. I heard Tyler's soft voice in my ear. "I
want you to go in and get cleaned up now Mya. You have a long day
ahead of you."
That put a smile on my face.
I managed to get to my feet and Tyler removed my blindfold. I
looked around and saw that Ken wasn't here. The two men who had
just taken me so wonderfully were Tony and a man I didn't
recognize.
Once I was steady enough to stand on my own Tony introduced me to
Jim, the man who managed his strip club next door. I said hello
to Jim as Tony guided me out of the office and through the main
store. I wasn't sure where I was being taken. I was still naked.
I just followed along though and I was taken through a door and
down another hallway that was lined on both sides by small, dark
cubicles.
I looked at them curiously and Tony saw that I didn't know what
they were for. He stopped and showed one of them to me. There was
a small television in the opposite wall with a coin slot beside
it and Tony explained that men came in to this room and put money
in the slot and watched porn movies. Many of them masturbated
while they watched and many more availed themselves of the glory
holes in the walls.
I didn't know what a glory hole was and he pointed them out to
me. There were smooth, round holes cut in both side walls and it
took me a minute to realize what he was saying. I still had
questions though. I gathered that the men would stick their cocks
through the holes and someone would do something to get them off.
But who? And how?
I asked Tony, embarrassed about sounding so stupid, and he smiled
and explained. He said that most of the men got blowjobs from
other men. In answer to my question he explained that, no, they
weren't gay. Or at least most of them were not. Most of them were
straight guys, mostly married, who just liked to suck a cock
every now and then. He said that once in a while, very, very
rarely, a couple came in and the woman would suck a few anonymous
cocks while her husband watched or fucked her from behind, or
sometimes let other men fuck her from behind. But that was very
rare. He seldom saw a woman come into his store.
This was a whole new world to me! I never even imagined that
anything like this existed. Tony said that there was at least one
store like this in or near almost every town and certainly every
city in the country. I thought about what it would be like to sit
in this little booth and suck one anonymous cock after another
and the idea of being forced to do something like that was pretty
exciting. It would be like being blindfolded in that I would have
no idea what the man looked like, but I would get to see what the
cock that I was servicing looked like. I kind of liked that idea,
except that it lacked the added thrill of being restrained.
Still, I might like to try it some time.
We went out and down to the end of the hall where the bathroom
was located. Tony watched as I went in and sat on the toilet and
let the remaining cum drain out of my pussy. I peed while I was
waiting and then I washed my thighs and my pussy with damp paper
towels.
When I was finished he led me back up the darkened hallway and
into the last room on our right before we reached the door that
led out into the main store. This small room was different than
the one that he had showed me. It was somewhat larger and instead
of a small television there was a big screen TV against one wall.
There was a small sofa against the opposite wall. In the middle
of the small room was some kind of padded bench.
Tony said, "I had this made just for you Mya."
He helped me up onto the bench on my back and adjusted my
position. It only supported me from my butt to my shoulders. My
head hung down against a padded headrest and there were supports
for my legs but they were spread wide apart so that my pussy was
easily available.
Tony strapped my ankles to the leg supports and then strapped my
torso to the main part of the bench. My arms were strapped to my
thighs again. I was totally helpless now and I was getting pretty
excited.
Tyler and Jim came in and Tyler set up the movie camera in the
corner. He came over and leaned down and kissed me and asked if I
was comfortable.
I smiled and nodded and he said, "Good. This time we are going to
leave the blindfold off. You are going to see all of the dirty
old men that fuck you. And they are going to see you. They are
going to be people that Tony knows are regulars and are not cops.
The only other consideration will be that they will have to allow
photographs. As long as they can live with that it won't matter
if they are old or young, fat or skinny, black or white or
anything else. They will be asking about you after last week and
they will be told that if they don't mind having their picture
taken they can come back here and fuck you or get a good blowjob.
Tony is going to tell them all that you are the same sixteen year
old girl that was the virgin hanging from the ceiling last
weekend. You are going to be entertaining all of your new
boyfriends in here for the next two or three hours. Next week
though, you are going next door and go up on stage and put on a
show in the strip club."
Tony had gone to open up. Tyler stepped back and got his camera
ready and Jim stepped closer and said, "Fuck it! I have got to
try some of that head. She looks so fucking hot on that damn
bench!"
Just before Jim pulled his cock out and stuck it in my mouth the
big screen TV came to life and I glanced over to see myself
hanging from the ceiling out front. Tony was playing the movie
that they had made of me last week.
Jim stepped closer and I opened my mouth. That was all that I had
to do. That was all that I could do. In this position, with my
head supported by the padded bench, I just lay there and he
fucked my mouth and throat just like a pussy.
While Jim was fucking my throat I head the door open and someone
came in. I felt a cock enter my soaking wet pussy and it had
started. Jim lasted a long time. He had just fucked me in the
office and I imagine in his profession he had probably become
pretty jaded. He must get to have sex with a lot of sexy young
women. Eventually he stiffened and shot his cum down my throat
and I managed to lift my head to see the man that was fucking me.
I didn't recognize him from the pictures Tyler had taken last
week. He was in his fifties and heavy set, but he had a very nice
cock. I didn't get to see anymore than that though. Another man
stepped up and pushed my head down against the pad. As soon as I
was back in position there was another cock at my lips.
I didn't see much for the rest of the afternoon. It seemed that
there was always a pair of large, hairy balls dangling in front
of my eyes. It wasn't long before there was cum everywhere. Most
of the men shot their loads down my throat or into my pussy, but
there were quite a few that pulled out and shot at least some of
it onto my tits or my stomach. I must have been pretty disgusting
but it didn't seem to stop anyone from fucking me.
I was getting sore by the time it finally ended but I managed to
last the entire three hours. I was a little stiff from being
restrained in the same position for so long, but I had a great
time. I loved all of those strange cocks and all of that hot,
fresh cum.
When the men finally stopped coming in Tyler got a couple dozen
close-ups of my slime covered body before Tony came in and handed
him a plastic bag with some damp towels in it. They unbuckled the
straps holding me in place and Tyler cleaned me up with one of
the towels before they helped me to my feet. I used another towel
and cleaned myself up a little better. When I had gotten as clean
as I could, Tony led me back down the hallway to the bathroom
again.
I sat on the toilet and listened to what sounded like a quart of
cum draining out of me. It took a very long time. And all the
while I sat there with my legs spread wide strange men stared at
me through the doorway. Tony was holding the door open.
I wiped myself and cleaned up with the third towel that Tony
handed me. This one was slightly scented and when I was finished
the smell of cum was no longer coming from me. I still smelled
it. It permeated the air in this part of the building. It came
from the booths and the bathroom. I could only imagine what the
floors were like in those booths.
I followed Tony back out into the hallway and I was groped by
dozens of men as I made my way back to the room where Tyler was
waiting for me. Tony waited while I put my clothes on and then he
escorted Tyler and me out through the back door.
I sat in the car while Tyler put his cameras in the trunk and it
was like I was coming down from a high. I guess I was in a way. I
had been on a sex high for the last three hours. I wondered how
many cocks had been inside of me. I would have to watch the movie
and try to keep track. It was going to be a very large number.
When Tyler was ready I drove to a convenience store and he went
in and got us both a coke. I gulped half of mine down in a couple
of quick gulps.
Tyler watched me and when I was back on the road he asked, "Are
you okay?"
I laughed giddily and said, "Fuck Tyler! I wouldn't want to do
that every day, but that was so fucking hot! I'm a little sore,
but not bad. How about you? What do you think of me now?"
Tyler reached over and brushed my hair out of my face and said,
"Jesus Mya, I wish I could marry you. You were so hot. I have had
a hard on for three hours. I'm so hard it hurts. You are going to
love these pictures. And I can't wait to see the movie."
I had to ask since I had my vision blocked most of the time, "Did
Mr. Citro come in today?"
Tyler chuckled and said, "Yeah. He seemed nervous about the
pictures, but he fucked you. Then he watched a couple more guys
fuck you. When there was an opening he took another turn in your
mouth. I noticed a lot of guys did you twice and a couple had
thirds. In case you were wondering, Mr. Citro isn't the only guy
you know that fucked you today."
I glanced at him and smiled and asked, "Don't tease me Tyler, who
else?"
He smiled and said, "There were two others. The first was Mr.
Claussen, our insurance agent. The second guy almost left when he
saw me there with the camera and realized who you were. It was
Diane's father. Jesus Mya! You fucked Mr. Dyke!"
I shivered when I heard that. I had had a big crush on Mr. Dyke
for years. Diane and I used to spend hours at each other's house,
not to mention all the sleepovers. I had seen the way he had
looked at me when I started going through puberty and growing
tits and it really excited me that he noticed. He never did or
said anything inappropriate. But I saw the way he looked at me
sometimes when he thought I wasn't looking and it had always made
me shiver with excitement. I thought that he was so hot. And now
he had fucked me! Maybe I should arrange for another sleepover at
Diane's house. It might be interesting. I guess we are kind of
old for that now though. It's a shame.
I had Tyler dig some gum out of my purse before we got home in
case our parents were home when we got there. They were still out
on the Harley though. We hurried upstairs and I followed Tyler
into his room and said, "Let me take care of that poor, neglected
dick of yours before I take shower."
He smiled and said, "You are such a good sister."
I chuckled and asked, "You mean you like me a lot more now that
I'm easy?"
He came over and took me in his arms and said, "No. Well, I do
like it that we are having sex now. But I have always loved you
and I have always thought that you were the best big sister a kid
could have."
I stood on my toes and kissed him and while we kissed I struggled
with his pants. As soon as I had them unfastened he sat in his
chair and once he was comfortable I got to my knees and sucked
his cock lovingly. I was amazed that after the afternoon I had
just enjoyed I was already fully recuperated. My throat wasn't
sore at all!
It didn't take long. He had watched me having sex with a lot of
men and it had been nearly as exciting for him as it was for me.
As soon as he came I got up and headed for the bathroom while he
started downloading the pictures onto his camera.
After my shower I got dressed and went to his room. I had
remembered while I was in the shower that I had never helped him
pick out the photographs to send in for his grade to the
photography course. I was curious to see which ones he had
selected.
When I got to his room I asked him which pictures he had
submitted for a grade and he showed me the half dozen he had sent
in. Three of them had been the low light shots he took in the
kitchen on the second day I posed for him. Two were of me posing
in my room, one in my underwear and one in the nude. And one was
a picture taken in the basement, hanging from the ceiling. He
showed me the pictures that he had sent in and they were all good
choices. I was nearly as anxious to hear from the teacher as he
was.
When our parents got home a little later they had already eaten
with their biker friends so I made a light meal for Tyler and
myself. After we ate we had a quiet evening and watched a little
television. I had trouble concentrating though. I kept wondering
about tomorrow at school. I wondered if Mr. Citro would say
anything if we met in the hall. But mostly I wondered how I was
going to be able to keep a straight face when I saw Diane. She
would freak if she knew that her father had fucked me today in
that porn shop.
The next week went pretty slow. I had a report due that I had to
work on and we only took pictures one day that week.
I had run into Mr. Citro at school a couple of times and he just
smiled. I smiled back and wondered if I should drop by his place
someday and spend a little time with him. I wonder if it would be
as much fun with just the two of us.
I had a hard time keeping my secret from Diane. We had been
friends for a long time and we just didn't keep secrets from each
other. She knew that there was something that I wasn't telling
her. I was almost tempted to see what she would say, but there
was just too much of a chance that she would be upset and I
didn't want to lose her as a best friend. Besides, I didn't want
to get her father in trouble.
Tyler and I still had sex every day. He was becoming a very good
lover. Some girl was going to really appreciate what I was doing
for her someday. We didn't have a lot of time for pictures or
bondage, but we managed to spend some time together every day.
As Sunday approached it started getting harder to concentrate on
my school work. I didn't know exactly what was planned for me. I
only knew that I was going to put on a show at Tony's strip club.
The idea of getting up on a stage in front of a room full of men
and undressing was pretty scary, even after my two afternoons at
the porn shop. It was exciting, but scary.
It was easy when I just let them do things to me and I had no
choice in the matter. They undressed me and they tied me up and
they had sex with me and it was very exciting. But I never had to
actually do anything. They did it all to me.
I looked forward to the embarrassment of undressing and trying to
dance in front of a room full of men. But I was very nervous
about it.
On Sunday, when it was time, I went to my room to pick out
something to wear. I wasn't sure what to wear to a strip club. I
didn't own any clothing appropriate for a stripper.
Tyler came in and picked out something for me and I was surprised
when he picked out my most modest underwear and my longest skirt
and most conservative blouse. He just smiled and watched me get
dressed and we headed back to the alley behind the porn shop.
We went in through the back door and after Tyler locked the door
we went to Tony's office. He looked me over and smiled as Tyler
lifted my skirt and showed him my underwear.
After Tyler dropped my skirt Tony said, "Perfect!"
Then he stood up and we followed him back out into the alley
through the back door. As we walked he explained, "I can't have a
sixteen year old girl dancing in my club. The cops would put me
under the jail. But I have invited a group of people whom I know
that I can trust and whom I know will enjoy the private show you
are about to put on."
I was getting more nervous by the moment and the fact that it was
a private audience didn't help much. I said, "Tony, I don't know
how to be a stripper. I don't know how they dance and I don't
know how to take my clothes off on a stage. I have never seen a
strip show!"
He just chuckled and said, "Don't worry Mya. All you have to do
is what you are told. I have seen you do that and you do it
well."
As I followed Tony down the narrow alley to the next strip club
door the excitement was becoming unbearable. I had no idea what
was planned for me but I knew that at the very least a large
number of men were going to see me naked and that was turning me
on.
We entered the back door to the strip club and as soon as we
stepped inside we came to the door to Jim's office. Tony asked
Jim if everything was ready and Jim grinned and nodded. He turned
to me and asked, "Hey Mya, are you ready for another new
experience?"
I shivered and nodded nervously. Jim smiled and said, "Look out
there."
I turned and looked through the one way glass that looked out
into his club. The small club looked pretty full to me. I had
expected a small, handpicked group of men. There must have been
close to fifty men out there. They were all sitting quietly as a
handful of topless women went around taking orders and serving
drinks as if being nearly naked in a room full of horny men was
the most normal thing in the world.
I stared through the glass for a moment. I saw that Diane's
father was there. Mr. Citro was there too.
I turned to Tony and asked, "What's going to happen? What am I
supposed to do?"
Tony put his arm around my shoulder and with his hand resting on
my boob he said, "Just do whatever anyone tells you and everyone
will have a good time."
My heart was beating like crazy. My hands were sweaty. I was more
nervous than I had been last Sunday when I went back to the shop
next door for the second time. That may be because I didn't know
what was going to happen to me last week. I had no idea that so
many men would be allowed to fuck me. I had enjoyed it though.
Jim pushed a button on his intercom and said, "Cheryl. She's
here. Are you ready?"
There was a pause and a woman's voice said, "Ready Jim."
Jim said, "Come and get her."
Jim turned to Tyler and said, "You can take all the pictures you
want, but try to be as unobtrusive as possible, okay?"
Tyler nodded.
Jim went on, "Great. And as Tony told you, our equipment will be
filming everything. There won't be any close-ups, but the
pictures will be clear and bright and focused. You can get the
DVD in a day or two."
Tyler nodded again.
Just then a woman came in and looked me over. She smiled at Jim
and Tony and said, "Let's get started."
Jim and Tony went out into the main room and she turned to Tyler
and asked, "Did Jim tell you where to stand?"
Tyler nodded and then he came closer and kissed me and said,
"Have fun Mya."
After Tyler left she turned to me and said, "I'm Cheryl. Don't
worry girl, I was just like you when I was your age. You are
going to enjoy this. You and I and a couple of friends of mine
are going to put on a little show. When the show is over you are
going to be made available to the perverts in the audience. But
don't be scared. When it gets to be too much for you I will be
there. Just tell me when you have had enough and my friends and I
will get you out of there. Okay?"
I nodded nervously and Cheryl led me out of the office and down
the short hallway. I followed her out into the main room and as
we entered the room the quiet buzz of conversation came to a
sudden stop.
I glanced around shyly. I was overwhelmed by the idea that all of
these men were going to see me naked and most of them would have
sex with me. I recognized a few of them from last week and I
could see that they recognized me as well.
I couldn't look them in the eyes though. I was too embarrassed. I
did smile at Mr. Dyke and Mr. Citro though. Mr. Dyke didn't seem
at all embarrassed and Mr. Citro nodded his head and mouthed
something to me that I couldn't quite understand. It might have
been, "Later Mya." But I'm not sure.
Cheryl led me through the crowd of horny old men and up to the
stage. There was a set of steps on the side and we went up the
stairs. I felt all of them staring at me and I was so nervous now
that I could hardly walk. Hell, I could hardly breathe!
Once we were on stage Cheryl turned me to face the men and stood
on my right holding onto my arm gently. She said, "Okay you old
perverts, as you know, Mya is a sixteen year old local girl that
lost her virginity two weeks ago. She is going to entertain you
for a while and then as many of you as she can take are going to
be allowed to get to know her a lot better."
There was a murmur of excitement and then Cheryl continued. "When
Mya has had all she can take my friends and I will get her out of
here and you will have to settle for one of us old broads."
I glanced at Cheryl in amusement. She couldn't be any older than
twenty or twenty-one.
I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and another pretty
young woman came up behind me on my left. Cheryl turned to face
me and said, "Mya, this is Marsha. The woman behind you is
Donna."
I hadn't even been aware that there was anyone behind me! I
glanced back and saw that there was another attractive young
woman standing behind me. Marsha and Donna were both wearing only
g-strings. Cheryl removed her robe and now all three women were
dressed in g-strings.
Someone started some soft jazz playing in the background. It was
not the sort of music I had expected to hear in a place like
this. I didn't have to worry about undressing myself or dancing.
Cheryl and Marsha began working together to slowly undress me in
front of the crowd of men that filled the room.
As they slowly unbuttoned my blouse, with lots of gentle
touching, Cheryl asked quietly, "Have you ever had another woman
make love to you Mya?"
My head jerked around so fast I almost hurt myself! I shook my
head violently and said, "No!"
Cheryl smiled and said, "What were you told?"
My mind was blank and Cheryl smiled and said, "You were
instructed to do everything you were told, weren't you? You
aren't going to be difficult are you?"
My mind was still blank. I stuttered, "No, I mean yes, I mean..."
I didn't know what I meant. Cheryl leaned forward and kissed my
cheek and said, "Relax girl, you're going to like this."
My blouse was unbuttoned by that time and Marsha pulled it off
and handed it to the girl behind me. They moved their hands over
me sensuously for a moment before Marsha began to unfasten my
skirt. I had to admit that it felt pretty nice. I had never been
touched that way by a woman before and their touch was much more
sensuous, much softer and gentler and much less demanding. I
found I was enjoying being touched that way. I already knew that
I enjoyed being undressed in front of a large group of men.
It didn't take long to get my skirt off and I was standing there
in only my bra and panties. There was an occasional murmur from
the crowd but for the most part they were very quiet. I thought
strip shows were supposed to be rowdy!
They didn't remove my underwear right away. They ran their hands
over my body and they took turns kissing me for a few minutes.
First Cheryl turned my face in her direction and kissed me
lightly on the lips. Then Marsha did the same. They took turns
for a few minutes with each kiss becoming more and more
passionate.
I didn't have any reservations left as they kissed me and ran
their hands over my body. I was enjoying this and I found that I
was actually anxious for them to get on with it.
Finally, while I was kissing Marsha, I felt Cheryl unfasten my
bra and slide it down my arms. Her soft lips enveloped one of my
nipples and I groaned into Marsha's mouth.
Marsha leaned down then and took my other nipple into her mouth
and as one of them began to gently slide her fingers over my slit
my legs suddenly became very rubbery. I almost had to be held up.
I was short of breath and on the verge of having my first orgasm
of the day. I cried out in frustration when whoever was caressing
my pussy stopped suddenly.
It must have been Cheryl because she whispered, "Oh no you don't,
you little slut. Not yet!"
Cheryl started kissing me again and running her fingertips over
my sensitive, swollen breasts while Marsha leaned down and slid
my panties off.
I had almost forgotten about the audience by this time. I was
reminded that they were there when a large number of them
muttered their approval at the sight of my now nude body.
Donna moved around in front of us. She had put my clothes down
somewhere and now she spread a big, fluffy blanket out on the
floor at the front edge of the stage. As soon as it was in place,
Cheryl and Marsh led me forward and helped me down onto the
blanket.
I watched as both of them removed their g-strings and then Marsha
stretched out beside me and began to kiss me and touch me gently.
Cheryl knelt at my feet and I was amazed at how sensuous it felt
when she started licking and sucking on my toes. I never realized
that they could be an erogenous zone.
Cheryl spread my legs and began to slowly kiss and lick my
sensitized skin as she worked her way up my legs. She was very
good at it and I honestly couldn't say which girl was giving me
the most pleasure at that moment. Between them though, I was in
heaven!
Marsha stopped kissing me and caressing my breasts and moved up
over me to place her nipple at my lips. I eagerly wrapped my lips
around it and began to suck on it and nibble at it gently with my
front teeth, doing the things to her that I enjoyed having done
to me. It was sort of like sucking on a tiny cock. It was hard
and warm and very exciting.
I had only been enjoying Marsha's nipple for a very short time
before Cheryl's tongue reached and began to tease the lips of my
pussy. I cried out in pleasure as her tongue moved over me.
Marsha moved away and I closed my eyes and enjoyed what Cheryl
was doing with her tongue. I was aware of something, movement I
guess, but only vaguely. I was suddenly distracted though when I
felt soft, warm skin on my lips.
My eyes shot open and for a moment the pleasure I had been
experienced was forgotten as I saw Marsha's bare pussy grazing
lightly against my lips. I looked at it for a second and then up
at her smiling face.
When our eyes met she said, "Kiss me Mya. Kiss my pussy. Taste
me."
This was not something that I had ever thought that I would do.
But then, I was doing a lot of things lately that I never thought
that I would do. I pursed my lips and touched them to Marsha's
pussy. I was aware of her scent in my nose. She smelled very
nice. There was just a hint of a mild perfume, but the scent of
her arousal was obvious and to my surprise I found myself being
turned on by what was happening here.
After kissing her tight slit for a moment I stuck my tongue out,
curious to taste another woman for the first time. I was not
surprised at all when I realized that I liked it. The scent was
kind of musky, with just that hint of perfume. The taste was just
a mild, pleasant, kind of vague taste that can't be compared to
anything else. It was certainly a lot more pleasant than the
taste of a man's cum. Actually, there was almost no taste at all.
It was sort of like the taste of the lubricant that oozed from a
boy's cock when he got turned on.
As Marsha began to show signs of enjoying what I was doing I
found that I was getting aroused by the idea of what I was doing
and the idea that I was doing it for the entertainment of a large
group of men. But even more exciting was the idea that I was
bringing her so much pleasure.
As I started getting into it I gradually became aware again of
the pleasure that I was receiving from Cheryl's tongue on my
pussy. I reached up and held onto Marsha's thighs and buried my
face in her pussy and ate her enthusiastically but at the same
time I started having orgasm after orgasm and crying out loudly
into the hot, wet pussy that was being ground against my face.
Marsha suddenly clamped her thighs down tightly against my head
and started pulling my hair and screaming loudly. It hurt like
hell but it was pretty exciting too. I felt her body trembling
and it was obvious that she was having a major orgasm. That
really excited me and I had another orgasm as she slumped over me
for a second and then moved off of my face.
As soon as she was off of me she leaned down and kissed me and
licked my face and whispered, "I'm sorry honey. Did I hurt you?"
I smiled at her and said, "I'm fine. I loved it!"
She kissed me lightly on the lips and said, "God honey, I can't
believe that was your first time! You are a natural!"
I saw Donna move over and look down at us. She smiled and said,
"If you would be so kind as to move your lazy ass out of the way
Marsha, that looks like a very nice place to sit."
Marsh chuckled and said to me, "Don't worry honey. She is such a
slut this shouldn't take more than two minutes."
I laughed quietly and said, "I'm not worried. I'm having fun."
Marsha moved out of the way and Donna turned around and squatted
down over my face. It was just as much fun eating her out as it
had been with Marsha. The only difference was the perfume they
used. It took longer than two minutes to get her off but I was
having fun and didn't mind at all.
As I ate Donna out Cheryl continued to tease my pussy with her
tongue. It was getting frustrating though because after that one
large orgasm she had given me she was careful not to let me cum
again. On the other hand, her teasing was keeping my body at a
high state of arousal which made what I was doing that much more
fun.
After I got Donna off with my mouth, thankfully without the hair
pulling this time, she moved off of me and Cheryl turned around
until we were in a sixty-nine position. She didn't last long at
all and after she came she finally let me have another orgasm.
After we had both cum she rolled off of me and turned around and
kissed me. Then she whispered, "The show is over Mya. Now you get
thrown to the wolves. Remember what I said earlier."
I nodded and as Cheryl got up I saw Tony and Jim coming up the
stairs and onto the stage. They helped me to my feet and led me
back down the stairs. They had brought out the padded bench that
I had been introduced to last week in Tony's porn shop. I was
lifted onto the bench and strapped down and then it started.
I have no idea how many men were in the crowd. I was grateful
that they were very turned on by me and the show I had put on.
None of them seemed to last very long.
Before very long Cheryl and Marsha were put to work after every
second or third fuck cleaning me up with a warm, damp towel. It
felt nice and made it easier for me to keep going longer than
last week. Or maybe I was just getting used to it.
During a lull while I was being cleaned up I noticed that Donna
and Marsha were helping me out by getting the guys waiting to
fuck me primed and ready. It lasted longer than last Sunday and
there were times that I didn't think I could take anymore. But I
hated the idea of giving in. I was getting sore and this time it
didn't seem to be going away like it did last week. It didn't
help that some of these guys were pretty rough.
I was just about to signal Cheryl that I couldn't take anymore
when I heard Tony announce, "Is there anyone here that hasn't got
to fuck the bitch at least once?"
There was silence for a moment and Tony said, "Okay guys. These
are the last two."
I heard a few disappointed men in the still very large group that
surrounded me but Tony ignored them. The last two men that were
still fucking me finally came and Cheryl cleaned me off for the
last time while Jim and Tony released the straps holding me in
place.
As soon as I was free Cheryl and Marsha helped me up. Cheryl put
my shoes down at my feet and I slipped them on. Then they
supported me as they led me slowly to the ladies room. All three
of us were still naked.
As soon as we were away from the men Cheryl asked quietly, "Are
you okay Mya?"
I nodded and said, "Yeah. I'm a little sore, but not too bad. I
was just about to cry uncle when Tony stopped them. But those
little rubdowns with the warm towels helped a lot. Thanks."
Marsha said, "Damn girl! There must have been close to fifty men
in that room and a lot of them went around twice. I don't know
how you did it. It would kill me!"
I groaned in pain as I sat down on the toilet. I felt like I had
been punched in the stomach. As I sat there letting the cum drain
out of me I said, "It was pretty exciting. But I don't think I
want to do it again. I did it last week in Tony's shop next door
for a smaller crowd. They told me I would be entertaining in here
this week but they didn't tell me what I would be doing. I
thought I was just going to learn how to be a stripper. It was
exciting though."
"But like I said, once was enough. I think from now on I'll keep
it down to two or three guys at a time. I saw what you guys were
doing out there. I appreciated that. It made it easier when they
came so quickly. You looked like you were getting mauled pretty
badly there."
Marsha giggled and said, "Yeah, I expect we're going to be sore
and bruised for a while. But we got paid for it. And we got some
damned good head too."
After the cum finally stopped draining out of me I washed up as
best I could and went back out front. Everyone but Tyler, Tony,
Jim and a couple of waitresses who were cleaning up had gone.
Tyler came over and put his arms around me and asked, "Are you
okay?"
He really looked worried. I guess he knew that this had been too
much without having to be told. I nodded and then I said to all
three of them, "Yeah, I'll be okay. I'm a little sore, but
tomorrow at school it will all just be a memory. I hope you guys
haven't made any plans for the future though, because I'm not
going to do this again. It was exciting and I don't regret doing
it. But I'm going back to being me."
I saw the disappointed look on Tyler's face and I said, "Don't
worry Tyler. I'll still pose for you and Ken, and we can still
mess around. But no more gang bangs."
I had to laugh at the look of relief on his face. Tony and Jim
seemed disappointed too but Tony said, "Smart girl. If you come
by here in the next few days I'll let you have the bench if you
want it. And don't forget to pick up your copy of the DVD."
I said, "It's a little late to worry about it now, but what are
you going to do with that DVD Tony?"
He laughed and said, "Don't worry. It won't be for sale next
door. I have promised a copy of it to a few of the men who were
here today. I'm pretty sure that you don't have to worry about it
showing up on the internet. These guys all know that they have a
lot to lose if that movie gets out."
That was the end of my orgy days. I went back to playing with
Tyler and Ken. I have gone out to Mr. Citro's place a few times
and that was pleasant. I have also met Diane's father in a motel
a few times. He is a lot of fun too. But I have started dating
more and my sexual escapades are now confined mostly to the boys
that I date. There is no doubt in my mind that after what I went
through I'm now the best cocksucker in that whole damned school!
But I try to keep things quiet. The guys that get into my pants
are the ones that seem mature enough to handle it and are good
are giving as good as they get.
The End
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By vulgus
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Story codes: mf, mmf, MMMMmmFf, Inc, con.
To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.
After staring at myself in the mirror for a few long minutes and
wishing I wasn't alone in my room I took my shredded pajamas off
and started to reach into my drawer for some pajamas that I could
actually wear. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and
glanced over at my door and saw that it wasn't closed all the
way.
Had someone peeked in and seen me in my shredded pajamas? It
couldn't have been Tyler. He would have made his presence known.
Oh crap! How the hell was I going to explain this?
I rushed to my door and looked out. No one was in the hallway. I
put my robe on and hurried to Tyler's room. He wasn't there and
he wasn't in the bathroom. I turned back to my room and saw
Tyler. He was just coming up the stairs.
I waited outside my door and then pulled him into my room. I
dreaded the answer, but I had to ask. "Did you just peek into my
room?"
He shook his head and I could tell from his expression that he
was telling the truth.
"Who was upstairs? Who just came down before you came up?" I
asked, dreading the answer.
He said, "Dad came up to say goodnight. Why? What's wrong?"
He saw the look on my face and he knew that something very bad
had happened.
I pointed to my shredded pajamas and said, "I had those on and I
was looking in my mirror when I saw something move at my door.
Dad must have seen me in those shredded pajamas!"
Tyler looked like he had just been sentenced to death. I was
pretty sure I could read his mind. It wasn't just the camera he
was going to lose. It wasn't even the loss of the Porsche that he
was pretty sure that dad was going to get him on his birthday. It
was the loss of the trust that our parents had in us, a trust we
had earned over the years and had now squandered. How could we
explain this?!
I pulled Tyler close and hugged him and said, "Don't worry Tyler,
I won't tell them about you. I don't know what I'm going to say,
but I'll leave you out of it."
He put his arms around me and said, "No sis, I'm the one that
talked you into posing and I'm the one that started the bondage
stuff. You aren't in this alone. They are going to be so
disappointed though. That's what really bothers me."
I nodded and said, "Yeah, I know. I feel the same way. But I'm
sure going to miss that Corvette."
Tyler sat on my bed while I put some real pajamas on and then I
sat beside him and we tried to think of some plausible reason for
a pair of my pajamas to look like that. We both had a pretty good
imagination but there was just no reason that any parent in their
right mind was going to buy into. We were so busted.
I offered again to take the rap. Tyler may have been the one who
suggested that I pose for him. And he may be the one who
introduced bondage into my life. I had to be honest though, I
already knew that I was an exhibitionist and I jumped at the
opportunity to pose for him, and Ken too. As for the bondage and
the torn pajamas, I knew for a fact that I had gotten more
pleasure out of it than Tyler had.
It was probably almost an hour before my mother came to my
bedroom door and looked at us sitting on the bed and waiting for
the ax to fall.
She stood in the doorway and burst out laughing. Tyler and I
looked at her and then at each other and finally back at her. I
said, "Mom?"
I expected shouts, screams, punishment, possibly even my first
spanking. Not hysterical laughter!
She finally caught her breath and wiped the tears of laughter
from her eyes and said, "Oh my, look at you two! You'd think that
someone was building a gallows in the driveway."
She laughed a few more times before she finally got it under
control and then she said, "Mya, I guess we had a little more to
talk about. I think you left some things out."
I sat there shame faced while she came into my room and walked
over and picked up my shredded pajamas. She giggled again and
said, "You almost gave your father a heart attack girl!"
I looked up and said, "Mom, I wish I could explain. I am afraid
that there is no logical and reasonable explanation for those, or
for what dad saw."
She smiled and bent down and kissed my forehead and said, "Of
course there is dear. Don't worry, you come by it honestly. You
aren't in trouble."
I was shocked. Tyler and I both looked at her in utter disbelief.
I finally said, "Mom, I..."
I couldn't think of any way to continue. I couldn't think of the
right things to say. I don't think that there was a right thing
to say. How could we possibly not be in trouble?
Mom patted us both on the cheek and said, "Come on, let's go
downstairs. We REALLY need to talk now."
Tyler and I followed mom back down to the kitchen. I was too
embarrassed to look my father in the eye. He had just finished
pouring four glasses of wine and he came over and put his arms
around me and said, "I'm sorry Mya. I wasn't spying on you. I
came up to say goodnight and your door wasn't closed all the way.
I started to push it open and saw you modeling those..., whatever
the hell that was you had on. I didn't mean to embarrass you. But
I think the four of us really need to talk. You looked sexy as
hell, by the way."
I looked up at his smiling face in shock. Apparently I didn't
know my parents very well.
The four of us sat down at the kitchen table and I took a couple
of big sips of wine. Mom chuckled and said, "Take it easy Mya.
We're trying to calm you down, not get you drunk."
She reached across the table and patted Tyler's hand and said,
"Have a few sips of wine Tyler, it'll calm your nerves."
I watched Tyler sip his wine, mainly because I was too
embarrassed to look my parents in the eye. He glanced at me a
couple of times but for the most part he stared down at the
table.
Mom said, "Mya, tell me about those pajamas."
Tyler groaned and said, "Oh god," quietly, under his breath.
I took a deep breath and told them everything. I stressed that it
wasn't Tyler's fault and when I was done my mother took my hands
and said, "It's okay Mya. I mean it. We understand. We are the
same way. We play those games too. I know what you were feeling
when you had those ropes around your wrists. I know what you were
thinking when you were standing there looking at yourself in
those pajamas. That's why we need to talk. These games are just
fine, as long as you realize that they are just games. I suppose
that we both wish you weren't playing them with your brother. But
if you are telling the truth about your limits, and we believe
you, then I suppose it's okay as long as you are sensible about
it."
"It's okay?!" I exclaimed. "You think it's okay? I don't get
it!"
Mom laughed lightly and said, "We both wish that you two had
waited a while to make this an issue. Trust me. It is as
difficult for us to talk about this with you as it is for you to
talk about it with us. But we want to make sure you don't do
something foolish." She turned to Tyler and said, "Like show
those pictures to Mr. Ford."
Tyler said, "Yeah, I know. Ken pointed out how stupid that would
be. I guess I wasn't thinking. But you should see the pictures! I
mean...maybe you shouldn't see the pictures, but they came out so
well. She is beautiful and those pictures, I mean I know that
they are sexy, but they are art. They are 'take your breath away'
beautiful. They are the best pictures I have ever taken."
Mom smiled and said, "We intend to look at the pictures dear. We
are looking forward to it."
She paused and said, "I just need to double check something you
said earlier. You are still a virgin, right?"
I grinned sheepishly and said, "Technically we both are. Or at
least we have not had intercourse. We have done a lot of
touching, and a lot of oral sex. We realize that those things
would qualify as incest. But we did draw the line at intercourse.
The reason I asked you about getting on the pill earlier was not
because I wanted to have sex with Tyler. I will admit that the
idea was appealing at times, when we were pretty worked up. But I
don't think I could do it with him. Not with Ken either. It was
fun doing what we did. And it isn't even that I want it to be
with someone special the first time. I just don't think that it
should be with one of them. It's just that I think about it a lot
lately and I don't think it will be much longer before I find
myself in a situation that the guy I'm with seems like a good
candidate. To be blunt, I have been very horny lately and I can
see myself lowering the bar before long. Not the sort of thing a
girl my age likes to say to her parents at the dinner table."
Dad seemed to be staying out of this. Mom chuckled and said, "We
appreciate your honesty. I know how hard this discussion is for
you. We might have just let it go but your dad says you saw him
in the door and we need to clear the air. Besides, bondage can be
very exciting, but we need to make sure you aren't doing
something dangerous. You know how dumb teenagers can be!"
I knew she was teasing but I looked at Tyler and he rolled his
eyes and said, "I'm not going to show old man Ford the
pictures!"
All three of us laughed and mom said, "I know that this is going
to be hard for you. Or at least I think it is. I want you two to
calm down and relax. Bring your glasses, we are going upstairs
and look at those pictures now."
I shuddered at the thought of my parents seeing me the way I was
in those pictures. I was no longer their little girl. I suddenly
remembered the pictures of me sucking off Tyler and Ken and I
felt myself shriveling up inside. I was never going to be able to
face them again.
We went to Tyler's room and I brought my desk chair in from my
room. Since we only had two chairs I sat in Tyler's lap and mom
sat in dad's lap and we waited in silence for the computer to
boot up.
When the computer was ready Tyler said in a very nervous voice,
"Mom, dad, most of these pictures are fantastic. They aren't
something that you want your parents to see, but they are, in all
modesty, great pictures. Partly because I am a pretty good
photographer, but mostly because Mya is so beautiful."
He paused and then took a deep breath and said, "There are a
bunch of pictures here though that are not art and are probably
not pictures that parents want to see of their kids."
Mom said, "We understand that you are embarrassed dear. But Mya
has been pretty forthcoming with the details. I don't think you
need to be embarrassed."
He was not convinced, but he opened the first folder and a couple
dozen thumbnail photographs of me in my white panties and bra
appeared. Tyler double clicked the first one and then put it on
slideshow and sat back.
We both watched my parents as they stared at my pictures as each
one appeared on the large, high definition monitor. Despite what
they had been saying I was shocked at how enthusiastic they were
about the pictures. As the slideshow progressed I felt Tyler's
dick growing under my ass and I almost laughed out loud. He had
his arm around my waist and his hot breath was caressing my neck
and much to my dismay I realized that I was getting turned on
sitting here with my parents watching them looking at pictures of
me posing for my little brother in my underwear.
My parents complimented us on the pictures and talked about how
sexy they were and how well composed and technically flawless.
They both complimented me on my body and on my poses.
They also made note of the obvious pleasure on my face as I posed
and how much more erotic the pictures were because I was enjoying
it so much. These people are my mother and my father!!
The next folder, the next set of pictures, was the set taken with
the green underwear. They really looked good against my skin and
the effect was very sexy. I remembered that just before we took
these I had masturbated my brother to orgasm and he was now
taking my pictures in the nude. I mean he was in the nude, not
me. Not yet.
Mom leaned forward and looked at the pictures more closely and
after looking at several of them she asked, "What happened
between sessions Mya? Look at your face, you are glowing!"
I blushed and said, "Tyler was having a little problem and I
helped him with it. It was the first time I had seen a boy naked
since we were toddlers. As you know, it ain't the same! I had
never touched a, um, a penis before. It had quite an effect on
me."
Mom wasn't satisfied though. I started to suspect she was teasing
me, embarrassing me on purpose. She asked, "But that was before
you sucked his cock, right? You just beat his meat for him?"
I almost choked. I finally managed to say, "That is a sentence a
girl never expects to hear from her mother's mouth! Yes mom, I
had just masturbated him. He shot cum all over his shirt and I
demanded that he take his shirt off and stay undressed. I thought
it only fair since he was getting to see me naked."
Mom chuckled and said, "I quite agree dear."
While we were watching this set of pictures Tyler began to
discreetly tease the underside of my breasts with his thumbs. I
was wearing a robe and pajamas, but it still felt pretty good and
totally inappropriate considering that we were sitting right
beside my parents.
We had reached the end of the green underwear pictures. Tyler
stopped the slideshow. I could see how uncomfortable, how
embarrassed he was now. He looked at our parents and said
quietly, "The next set is more explicit. She posed in the nude
and as you already know, we were really enjoying ourselves by
that time. Are you sure you want to see those?"
Mom smiled and said, "Lighten up Tyler. We're really enjoying
these. You have a remarkable talent. I may pose for you and see
if you can make me look that beautiful!"
You should have heard Tyler! I felt all the air go out of his
body. I had begun to catch on to my mother now. I knew that she
found the picture of her teenage daughter posing for her teenage
son in little or no clothing to be very erotic. I had no doubt in
my mind that she was sitting on a hard on just like I was. That
was not a look of shock on my dad's face. Mom was having a good
time at our expense and Tyler hadn't caught on yet.
Tyler snapped out of his shock and opened the next file. There I
was in all my glory. I had seen these pictures before of course.
They were definitely hot. These were the ones that Tyler had
asked me to pose freestyle. The poses ranged from a few demure
nudes at the start of the session to some slutty, nearly
pornographic shots by the time we were finished. I had been so
excited that my juices had been dripping out of my pussy by the
time the photo shoot devolved into hot sweaty oral sex.
I suppose I should have been shocked when I noticed that my
father had one hand on my mother's breast now, and the other was
on her upper thigh. I could see his finger moving over the crotch
of her shorts and they were both obviously aroused. How fucking
weird is this!
I was so distracted by my parent's behavior that I hardly noticed
Tyler's hand slipping under my robe and resting on my flannel
covered thigh. I saw my mother glance down and take note of what
we were doing, or what Tyler was doing. But she never said a
word. Her eyes moved back to the monitor and we all watched in
silence for several minutes until the nude portion of the
slideshow was finished.
It seemed like everyone took a deep breath then. Before we went
to the next pictures I said, "You may want to think about whether
or not you want to see the next set. There are only half a dozen
of them. I was giving Tyler what was for both of us our first
blowjob when I spotted his camera strap on the bed. I picked his
camera up and handed it to him and he took a half a dozen
pictures of me sucking his cock. Do you think you can handle
that?"
My mother said, somewhat breathlessly, "Go on dear. We are
enjoying this nearly as much as you obviously did."
She wasn't kidding either! I couldn't help wondering how I could
live with these seemingly normal people for sixteen years and
think that they were typical, more or less straight laced
parents.
Tyler opened the file with the blowjob pictures and started to
run through them quickly. Mom said, "Tyler! Stop that! Now back
up to the first one and let's see them all."
It was kind of amazing to see the lust and the obvious pleasure
on my face close up like that as Tyler's cock filled my mouth.
Tyler was more embarrassed now and I think it was because these
were the first pictures that he was in. I chuckled and thought
how embarrassed he was going to feel when we got to the pictures
Ken had taken of Tyler and me.
Those were the last shots from the first day and the next file
was the first set from the following day. They were the pictures
of me in the red underwear. Mom said, "It's getting late Tyler.
We'll have to finish these tomorrow. Your father and I have
something important to do downstairs. I'm going to take him down
and fuck his brains out. But before I go I want to see the
pictures that resulted in those shredded pajamas."
My mother had just said, in all seriousness, that she was going
to go fuck my father's brains out! I was starting to wonder if
someone had slipped me some drugs. This couldn't be my real life!
My parents were nice, open minded, kind of cool. My parents
didn't fuck each other's brains out! I must surely be crumpled up
at a party somewhere and hallucinating!!
Tyler placed the cursor over the file she wanted and double
clicked. He double clicked on the first thumbnail and there I
was. My body was exposed, the shredded pajamas covered nothing. I
had a look on my face that was not easily deciphered. I had been
trying to look scared, but I had been so full of lust at that
moment that if that gag had not been in my mouth I would have
been screaming for every male in the neighborhood to come fuck
me.
There were more pictures in this set than I remembered. The
slideshow went on for a long time and all I could hear was heavy
breathing from all four of us. Halfway through the show my mother
said, "Tell me about these pictures again Mya. Tell me what
happened and what you were feeling."
She sounded like she was moments away from an orgasm herself!
I told her how Tyler had come into my room when I was in the
bathroom and placed ropes around the feet of my bed and hidden
them. Every move from the time he came back into my room and tied
me up was etched clearly in my mind. So was my response to
everything that he did.
I didn't leave anything out. I bared my soul to Tyler and to my
parents. I told them how I had felt when he had feigned that
attack in my bed. I told them just how excited I had become and
how I had struggled just enough to make it look authentic. I told
them how I had almost had an orgasm when he began to violently
rip my pajamas to shreds and left them hanging on me in little
strips of useless cloth.
I told them how Tyler had made me cum so hard that I had nearly
passed out. I told them too, about how I had paid him back
gladly.
My mother suddenly stood up and grabbed my father's hand and
said, "Come dear. I can't take it anymore."
Before they could make it to the door I asked quietly, "Did I
mention that there were a couple of DVDs?"
Tyler groaned and whispered, "Mya! Are you out of your fucking
mind?!"
Mom grinned at dad and turned back to me and said, "May we borrow
them?"
I stood up and Tyler got to his feet to dig them out of hiding.
He got them out of the drawer he had hidden them in and handed
them to me. I walked over and handed them to my mother and then I
hugged her and kissed her and said, "I love you. Thanks mom."
She smiled and asked, "Are these the only ones?"
Tyler nodded and she said, "I'll be careful with them. Don't
worry. Do you mind if we copy them?"
Tyler moaned and said, "Mom!"
Mom turned to dad and smiled and said, "I'm going to take that as
permission. What do you think sweetheart?"
Dad just grinned and pulled her out of the room.
I didn't even close the door. I just started walking slowly back
towards Tyler, undressing as I walked. I was grinning from ear to
ear and I exclaimed, "Can you fucking believe that?! Our parents
are freaks!"
Tyler looked around and spotted his wine glass which he had
hardly touched since it had been handed to him. He picked it up
and gulped it down in three large swallows. Then he collapsed
back into his chair and stared at me. He was still in shock.
I paused in front of him and slid my pajama bottoms down and I
was naked. I stepped closer, straddling him as he sat in his
chair and I leaned down and pressed my breasts against the sides
of his face.
I moved my tits lightly over his smooth cheeks and said quietly,
"Our parents saw me sucking your cock Tyler. They saw pictures of
your cock in my mouth and it turned them on so much that they had
to go to their room so that they could fuck! Our parents don't
care if we take nude pictures and I suck your cock and you eat my
pussy. They don't care if we invite Ken over and he sees me naked
and gets a nice blowjob and learns how to eat pussy. Jesus! Our
fucking parents are freaks!"
The glazed look began to disappear from Tyler's eyes and he
finally looked up at me and suddenly we were both laughing like
idiots. The tension disappeared instantly. I didn't know what it
was going to be like when we went downstairs tomorrow, but
suddenly I knew that it was okay.
I bend down and stuck my tongue in Tyler's ear and whispered,
"You are going to get your Porsche!"
I suddenly realized that there was a downside to that. He
wouldn't be riding to school with me anymore. That made me sad.
He saw my expression change and when I told him why I was upset
he said, "We can take turns driving. I like riding with you too.
I like the way your pussy feels under my hand as we travel back
and forth to school.
I pulled his t-shirt off and backed away so that we could get
those shorts off of him. He stood up and I said, "Get those off
and come to my room."
I grabbed my things and went back to my room. I dropped my robe
and the pajamas I had been wearing on my desk and hurriedly put
on the shredded ones. Then I lay down on my bed and extended my
arms and legs so that it looked as if I were tied down to the
corners again.
He came in a moment later and stared at me. He turned and started
to close the door but I said, "No! Leave it open. They won't come
up. I like it open."
He grinned and walked naked to my bed. I watched his hard cock
swing from side to side as he walked. God I wanted to fuck him!
He sat down on the side of my bed and said, "Don't move cunt."
I shuddered in pleasure when he said that. I had always hated
that word and even people who used it knew better than to use it
around me. But just then, when Tyler called me a cunt, I almost
had an orgasm.
He stared down at me for several minutes. I was dying for him to
touch me and he knew it. He said, "I love you so much Mya."
His hand finally came up and touched my face. He caressed my
cheek and ran his finger lightly over my lips. He moved his
finger down over my chin and down my neck to my breasts. I
groaned in pleasure and struggled to keep my hands and feet in
place. He saw how hard it was and he said, "From now on we can
leave the ropes fastened to the corners of your bed. We are going
to have to try leather too. I bet leather straps would be
exciting."
I just needed a light touch and I knew that I could cum. If he
would just touch my slit with his finger I was sure I would have
the orgasm that I needed so badly right then. He knew it too. I
could see it. Even in my lust fogged state I was impressed at how
composed, how much in control he was for a fifteen year old boy.
I wanted to compliment him and at the same time I wanted to
scream at him to touch me. He didn't though. Not for a long, long
time. He didn't touch me there, he didn't give me that orgasm
until I was begging him and promising him anything and everything
if he would just touch his finger to my clit one time.
He let me rant and rave for a few minutes and then he asked
quietly, "Do you mean that Mya? Will you do anything and
everything if I let you have an orgasm? Will you be my little sex
slave from now on?"
I looked in his eyes and said, "Tyler, I already am!
His finger trailed down my stomach and circled my pubic mound and
he said, "You are when I'm holding the camera. You are when we
are in your bedroom. I want more. I want you to be my slave all
the time. I want you to be my slave everywhere. I want you to be
my slave at school and at the mall and sitting out by the pool
and at the kitchen table. Do you want to be my slave Mya? If you
do that you will find yourself tied up a lot. You will be forced
to show off to lots of boys, and men too. You will have more
orgasms than any other teenage girl in town. Would you like
that?"
His finger was less than an inch from my slit now, but it was his
voice, his words that were about to get me off. I lifted my hips
and came and hissed, "Yessssss! Yes Tyler! I'm your fucking slave
girl! Aaaaahhhhh fuck!!"
He watched me cum and then, just as I was starting to come down
his hand moved over my slit. I lost it then. My arms and legs no
longer stayed in place. I bounced around and my hands went to his
wrist and held his hand over my pussy as I ground it against him
and came over and over. I was crying out and I wasn't even trying
to be quiet now. I didn't care. I didn't care about my parents or
anything else. I was just a giant, living, breathing orgasm.
When I started to come down he stood up and watched me as I
remembered the promises that I had just made. He smiled at me and
straddled my stomach as I lay on my back on my bed. He inched up
until his cock was lying between my breasts and then he placed my
hands on the sides of my breasts and pressed them tightly around
his cock.
He slowly slid his cock in and out of the tight space between my
breasts and the lube that was leaking from the end of his cock
quickly added to the pleasure that we were both receiving.
I stared down as the head of his cock appeared in my face and
then drew back between my breasts. He took his hands away and I
continued to hold my breasts against his cock while he leaned
forward and rested his weight on his arms and stared down at me.
He said, "I am not going to last long Mya. I am very, very horny
right now. When I cum I want you to open your mouth and after I
shoot a couple of streams of cum into your face you can have the
rest in your mouth."
I hissed, "Yes!"
Then he said, "I'm going to give you another chance to answer the
questions I asked you when you were having your orgasm. I don't
want you to think that I'm taking advantage of you. Do you want
to be my cunt, my sex slave? I'll take care of you, I'll protect
you, but you will be used and embarrassed and you will be tied up
and you are going to get fucked. I know that bothers you, the
idea of getting fucked by your little brother. I can't help it. I
want to fuck you. It won't be just me though. Other guys are
going to fuck you when it amuses me. You aren't cumming now Mya.
Do you want to be my slave?"
I groaned and said, "Yes Tyler. I want to be your cunt. And I
want to fuck you too! I don't care anymore. I want you to fuck
me."
He smiled down at me and said, "Lift your head Mya. Look at my
cock now."
I tilted my head up and looked down at his cock just as a strong
stream of cum shot out of the end and hit me right in the face.
It left a streamer of cum that stretched from the left side of my
forehead, down across my eye and down my cheek and it ended at my
lips.
Another smaller spurt hit my left cheek and eye and then he
pressed his cock against my lips and the rest of his cum went
straight into my mouth. After he had finished I swallowed and he
moved down beside me. He carefully began spreading his cum all
over my face, pushing it out of my eye so that I could see again.
I felt it on my skin. It felt like it was drying and tightening
up my skin quickly.
He stuck his finger in my mouth and I sucked it clean. Then he
leaned down and kissed me. I pushed him over onto his back and
got up on my knees and moved down and took his soft cock between
my lips and sucked it lovingly. He quickly got hard again and
smiled down at me and said, "Okay Mya, what are you going to do
with it now that you have it?"
I straddled him this time and I rubbed the wet crease between my
legs over his hard cock. I leaned over him and supported myself
on my arms and leaned down and kissed him lovingly. I whispered,
"I know something you don't know."
I was quickly getting to him. It was getting to me too. I loved
the feel of his cock on my mound.
He smiled and said, "What do you know that I don't know Mya?"
I pressed my pussy more firmly against him and whispered, "I know
that my period should start in about two or three days. Do you
know what that means Tyler?"
He groaned and responded, "What does that mean Mya?"
I leaned down, pressing my breasts against his chest and
whispered in his ear, "That means I'm not fertile. You could fuck
me now and I couldn't get pregnant."
His hands moved up to cradle my ass and pull me down against him
and he asked, "Are you sure?"
I licked his neck and his cheek and then rimmed his ear with my
tongue and said, "Yes Tyler. I'm sure. Do you want to fuck me
now?"
The playfulness was gone from his voice when he said, "Mya, I've
wanted to make love to you for years." He placed his hands on my
waist and picked me up as easily as if I were a rag doll. He
gently lifted me off of him and placed me on the floor and then
he stood up and took me in his arms.
He held me quietly for a moment and said, "I think we are getting
carried away Mya. I think we are starting down that road that mom
and dad came up here to warn us about. I think it's okay to play
at slave games and bondage, but I love you too much and I respect
you too much to see anyone treat you that way. Even me."
He kissed the top of my head and said, "Let's keep what we have
Mya. I love taking your pictures and I can't wait to tie you up
again and take more pictures of you. I'm looking forward to Ken
coming back on mom and dad's next late night and spending hours
and hours turning you every which way but loose. I hope someday,
years from now, you find a guy and get married and he plays all
the games that excite you and that he does that while still
honoring you and respecting you and treasuring you. Because if he
doesn't I'm going to kill him. But for now, as much as it breaks
my heart to say it, I can't take your virginity."
I was crying like a baby now. I leaned back in his arms and
reached up and put my arms around his neck and kissed him so hard
it hurt my lips. Then I sobbed, "How did you get so fucking smart
little brother?"
He laughed and said, "You just fucked up sis. I'm going to be
throwing that statement in your face for years to come."
We got back in my bed and I gave him the most loving blowjob I
possibly could. I took my time and I did everything I could think
of to please him. When he came I held his cock in my mouth for a
long time. I didn't want to let him go.
He finally said, "Mya, stand up and take off the pajamas
please."
I stood up and while I was slipping them off he got up and pulled
the covers back on my bed. We got back in bed and he held me in
his arms until I went to sleep.
I was disappointed the next morning when I woke up and he was
gone. I went to his room but he wasn't there. I finally found him
in the shower.
I got in with him just in time to shampoo his hair. We spent a
long time in there and then we went to our rooms and got dressed.
He was ready first and he stood in my door watching me finish
dressing. Then we went downstairs. We were both a little nervous
about facing our parents in the light of day. Tyler was a lot
more nervous than I was. I don't think he had yet figured out how
much my mother was teasing us last night.
Mom and dad were at the table drinking coffee when we got there.
They both smiled as if none of the things that happened last
night had actually taken place. I went around the table and
kissed them both and said good morning. Then I got a glass of
juice for me and Tyler.
I noticed that they were both studying us pretty closely. I
smiled at them and said, "I know what you are thinking. I'm still
a virgin. But I wouldn't be if it were left to me. I threw myself
at my baby brother last night and unfortunately cooler heads
prevailed. He absolutely refused my advances. I even promised to
be his sex slave and he turned me down, the dumb brat!"
Mom went over and put her arms around my blushing brother and
said, "I knew you had a good head on your shoulders Tyler. I'm
really impressed. It must have been awfully hard to say no to
that slut!"
Tyler said, "Mom!"
I laughed and said, "Tyler! She's kidding! Lighten up bro."
Dad laughed and slid the two DVDs we had loaned them across the
table. He said, "Very entertaining. Thank you. We both enjoyed
them. I have to give you credit Tyler. I would have fucked her.
She is almost as hot as her mother was when she was that age."
Mom got all huffy and said, "What the hell do you mean was!"
Dad laughed and pulled her down into his lap and said, "You know
damn well what I mean you dumb cunt!"
I laughed so hard I almost choked. Tyler just shook his head. He
was having a hard time adjusting to his parents as sexual beings,
and as perverts.
I said, "Yeah, they were pretty hot, especially once Ken came
over and we had an actual cameraman."
The men went out by the pool and mom and I made breakfast and
brought it out there. We had a nice meal and afterwards we
talked. Mom and dad gave us their interpretation of loving
bondage as opposed to using and abusing your partner. I learned a
lot more from that talk than I had on the internet.
After a while mom stood up and said to dad, "Let's go for a swim
old man. This sex talk is making me hot." Then she peeled off her
tank top and her shorts and dad removed his t-shirt and shorts
and the two of them walked to the pool and jumped in naked.
Once the shock wore off Tyler turned to me and said, "Wow! Mom is
really hot! Did you see that?!"
I stood up and, "No. I didn't see anything dummy. Come on. Let's
go swimming."
I stripped off my clothes and pulled Tyler to his feet and helped
him undress. He was self-conscious because he had a hard on. I
reminded him that they had seen plenty of his hard dick on those
DVDs but it didn't seem to help. He didn't relax until we got in
the water.
We swam around for a while and then we lounged around on the
steps at the shallow end and just stayed cool. I asked mom, "Did
you hear what Tyler said when he saw you naked?"
Mom grinned and said, "Yes, I'm going to see to it that his
allowance is increased."
I got indignant and said, "What about me? I thought that dad had
a beautiful dick!"
Mom laughed and said, "But you didn't say anything dear. How can
we trust you after you've been molesting my baby boy?"
I laughed and said, "My ass!"
Everyone laughed and then dad said, "The Porsche dealer is open
today Tyler. Do you want to go look around and see what they have
on the lot?"
I thought Tyler was going to pass out. He looked at dad to make
sure he wasn't being teased and then he said nonchalantly, "Naw,
I'm not in the mood."
I laughed and said, "Oh yeah? Then why did your dick get hard all
of a sudden?"
Mom said, "Okay young lady. I can see we are going to have to
start watching your mouth. You seem to have a lot of sailor in
you."
I thought that seemed incongruous after everything that had
happened and the fact that we were lounging around naked. But I
said, "Sorry. I'll be more careful."
Mom smiled and said, "Time and place my dear, time and place."
Dad, Tyler and me went in and got dressed and dad drove us to the
dealership. Mom wasn't interested in car shopping. Tyler wouldn't
have his license for almost a month but dad was feeling generous
and I guess those DVDs had put him in a good mood.
When we got out of the car at the car lot Tyler headed directly
for a turbo model. Dad grabbed him by the collar and turned him
towards the other end of the line. Tyler shrugged and walked over
to a Guards Red 911 S Carrera Cabriolet and looked at dad.
Dad smiled and said, "I don't suppose it makes a hell of a big
difference. But I'm scared enough about you driving this. When
you are a little older maybe you can get the turbo."
A salesman finally came out to talk to us. He was pretty snooty.
I guess the fact that we had arrived in dad's old pickup truck
threw him off his game. He walked up and it was obvious as soon
as he opened his mouth that he didn't want anything to do with us
and knew without asking that we couldn't afford one of his cars.
The salesman asked if he could help us and dad said, "No."
I saw Tyler's face drop and his heart start to break. Then a man
in a polo shirt came out and said, "Hey Frank! I thought you said
I couldn't give you a Porsche even if you were walking!"
Dad smiled and said, "It isn't for me. I'll stick with my
Mercedes, thank you very much. Tyler is about to get his license
and since he has managed to stay out of jail so far I'm going to
let him have his dream car for his birthday. He wants this little
red thing. The only thing I want is that your supercilious
salesman doesn't get the commission. I hate being talked down
to."
The salesman glared at dad, gave the man in the polo shirt a
nervous look and walked back inside.
We went inside and followed the man, who turned out to be the
owner and one of dad's golf buddies, to his office. They took
care of the paperwork and chatted for a few minutes and then I
drove Tyler home in his new car.
It was nice, but I like my Corvette. This was definitely more of
a boy's car.
Mom came out to look at it when we got home. She walked around it
and then she shook her head and went over and hugged Tyler and
said, "If you kill yourself in this thing I'll never speak to you
again. Remember that!"
Tyler laughed and said, "Damn mom! I'm starting to think I'm the
most responsible person in this family. Besides, Mr. Earnhardt
said that I was the best new driver he ever had the pleasure to
teach."
Mom said, "I'm not worried about you when your instructor is in
the car. I'm worried about you when you are out there alone or
with one of your friends and feeling your oats."
Tyler said, "I promise you, I won't get in an accident and I
won't get a ticket before dad does."
Dad has never done either.
Tyler drove the car up and back in the driveway for a few minutes
and then he put it in the garage that had been reserved for his
car when he was finally old enough."
We went inside and Tyler went off to read the thick manual that
came with the car. I sat in the kitchen with mom.
Mom watched him go up to his room and turned to me and smiled
proudly and said, "He's a good kid, isn't he?"
I nodded. I added, "Sometimes I love him so much it makes me cry.
He is the best brother a girl could ever have. I wish I could
clone him for a boyfriend."
Mom laughed and said, "You're too young to be getting serious
about a boy. You don't want to find another Tyler until you are
about twenty-five. But you seem to have your head screwed on
right most of the time. I'm not going to lecture you."
There was a lull in the conversation and then I asked, "Now
what?"
She looked at me, waiting for a complete thought. She could
usually read my mind but I guess this time she wasn't sure.
I said, "After last night, where do we go from there. The rules
that apply to the people next door don't seem appropriate in here
now. You have seen...well, you know what you have seen. How do
you feel about it? Where are the lines you don't want us to
cross?"
Mom sat and pondered for a few minutes and then she said, "This
is a difficult conversation to have without wine, isn't it?"
I nodded, though for a change it seemed like she was more
uncomfortable than I was.
She thought about it for a minute and then she said, "Well, off
the top of my head, what's most important is that you and your
brother don't get hurt. Not by each other and not by anyone else.
You need to be aware of your reputation. You've been around kids
in that snotty school long enough to know that."
She paused and then she asked, "How do you feel now? How do you
feel about your father and me and how do you feel about what you
know about us now. Does it bother you?"
I grinned and said, "I think it's great. Tyler was right, you are
hot. I was just so relieved that you and dad weren't disappointed
in us after you found out what we were doing. That was what we
both feared most. Tyler was more afraid of disappointing you than
losing his car."
Mom said, "He is awfully mature for a fifteen year old isn't he?
Is he going to be alright in that fucking rocket his dad just
bought him?"
I laughed and said, "Mom! Don't say fuck. Yeah, I think so. He
isn't like most guys I know. To be honest, if he had to choose
between giving up that car and giving up his camera the car would
be gone. I think it's a crime he can't show most of those
pictures to anyone. He does such great work. He is a real
artist."
Mom looked at me and said, "He is good Mya. But what you saw in
those pictures was love. I saw his love for you in every one of
them. It was scary. You can't begin to understand how relieved I
was when you came down this morning and told us that he still had
his limits when it came to your relationship."
I got all misty and said, "Oh mom, you should have heard him. He
is special."
Mom nodded and said, "Fuck it! Oops, I mean the hell with it. Do
you want a glass of wine? Oh! While we are on the subject, I
don't want you guys touching alcohol unless me or your dad offers
it to you."
I laughed and said, "Not a problem mom. I'm not that fond of it,
but since you are offering."
I watched mom get out a couple of glasses and open a new bottle
of wine. She set them down on the table and then poured us each a
glass after she was seated again. As she poured she said, "You
are supposed to let red wine breathe before you serve it but I
have never been able to tell the difference. There are a half a
dozen men that I can identify by the taste of their cum, but when
it comes to wine it just tastes red to me."
I burst out laughing and said, "Mom!"
She grinned and said, "Oh get off it Mya. I know you well enough
to know that it won't be long before you can make the same
statement."
I laughed and said, "Yeah, but you're a mother!"
She laughed and said, "Watch how you say that."
I asked her, "Are you guys...what are they called now, wife
swappers, swingers?"
Mom had to think about how to answer that one. Finally she said,
"Not exactly. We do have a nontraditional marriage. Not all of
the time of course. Most of the time we are just like almost
normal people. I stress the 'almost' in that sentence. But every
now and then we get a little wild. You already know that we enjoy
bondage games. I told you last night that you came by that
honestly. We have a small group of male friends that sometimes
join us for an evening of totally unacceptable entertainment.
Sometimes it's only one or maybe two of them. Sometimes they are
all invited. I usually get tied up and end up...well you can
imagine how I end up. I thought it would be embarrassing to tell
you this. It's actually a relief. We were always afraid that you
would find out and be upset."
I was looking at her in surprise. I would never have guessed my
parents would do something like that.
I almost whispered, "That sounds exciting. That sounds very
exciting."
I paused for a few seconds and then I asked, "What if you were
not the only female tied up and available? Or am I stepping over
a line here?"
I was looking right in her eyes when I asked her that. She knew
what she was supposed to say. But I saw how excited she became
when I made the offer.
She picked up her wine glass and drank nearly half of it in one
big chug.
She said, "I guess my reaction is obvious. There is a problem
with it though."
I just cocked my eyebrow and waited for her to explain.
She took another sip of wine and then she said, "You saw your
father last night. Sweetheart, you look just like I did when I
was your age. Your body, your face, everything about you is like
me back then. Even a lot of your mannerisms are like mine at your
age, but more than anything else, your youthful smile. Your
father managed to constrain himself when we were looking over
Tyler's pictures last night. When we got downstairs though, when
he put that movie on it was like watching me when I was sixteen.
In case you haven't figured it out, I was pretty wild when I was
sixteen."
"The thing is dear," she continued. "Your father would be unable
to resist you, especially if you were tied up and blindfolded
like I was. I have been proud of the way your father has raised
you two. But I give him more credit for the way he has been able
to maintain a father-daughter relationship with you. I know that
when he looks at you he sees me at your age. Sweetheart, we have
discussed how you feel about having sex with your brother. Having
sex with your father is an even bigger taboo and it can affect a
girl for the rest of her life."
I sipped my wine and asked, "Why is it that I don't have the same
reservations about dad that I do about Tyler? Come to think of
it, I kind of changed my mind about Tyler too. It isn't like he
would be molesting me. I'm talking about going into this with my
eyes wide open. Well, under the blindfold anyway. Do you know why
I'm still a virgin mom?"
She laughed and said, "I know damn well why you are still a
virgin Mya. You haven't had a chance to do anything about it. I
understand you baby, I used to be you."
I asked her, "How would you feel about it? Would it upset you?"
"I'm embarrassed to admit it dear, but right now my panties are
soaking wet."
"It wouldn't bother you that dad had sex with me?" I asked.
She paused and then she said, "You know what would be hot? If we
got Tyler to film it! I don't think your dad would go for it
though."
"Go for what?" dad asked. He had just come in from the garage and
we had been so wrapped up in our conversation we hadn't even
heard him!
Mom looked up and said, "Come over here and sit down Frank. I'm
about to tell you something that may make me a rich woman."
Dad looked at her curiously and she said, "All that damned
insurance you bought. I think we're going to give you a heart
attack."
He got a wine glass and as he was pouring he said, "I'm going to
take a couple of hours off on Monday and play nine holes with
Jack. We haven't been able to get any time off in more than a
month. You don't mind do you?"
Mom smiled and said, "I've been trying to get you to go out and
play for weeks. You know better Frank."
He sat down and asked, "How does Tyler like his new car Mya?"
I laughed and said, "I'll be surprised if he doesn't sleep in it
for the next month or two."
He shook his head and said, "I don't get it. I like the Vette
better, and I wouldn't want that either. I guess I'm getting
old."
I looked at him and asked in exasperation, "Did you not hear what
mom just said?"
He smiled and said, "Yes. She said it was okay if I play a little
golf."
I looked at mom and she laughed. She said, "Don't worry Mya.
We're going to have a ball with that insurance money."
Dad sipped his wine and said, "Well, seeing you two sitting in
here conspiring, I have to assume the subject is sex and that
your mother has shot off her big mouth and told you things she
had no business telling you. Knowing you both like I do I can
only assume that you have decided that it would be fun to add a
player or two to our group. Now you want to know how I feel about
it. Is that about it?"
I smiled and said, "No wonder you're rich and famous."
Dad smiled and said, "Don't forget, your mother made most of our
money with her real estate deals. She's the shark in the family.
She just likes to wear that dolphin suit to fool everyone."
I tried not to picture my mother as a fish as my father said,
"I'll tell you what I think. It scares the hell out of me. How
much did you tell her?"
Mom said, "Everything."
Dad sighed and said, "I love my family more than life. You, Mya,
are the most wonderful daughter that a father could ask for. I
love the way that we get along and it scares the hell out of me
that we may have already screwed that up. I don't want you to
lose your respect for me and I don't want you to ever feel that I
have used you or taken advantage of you. I couldn't handle that.
Your mother and I didn't get married until we were in our
twenties. But we were fucking like minks when she was sixteen. We
still do it every chance we get and there is no doubt in my mind
that she loves it every bit as much as I do. I saw enough in
Tyler's pictures and those two DVDs last night to know that you
are just like your mother. You even like the same things. It
turns you on to take off your clothes and turn men on and it
turns you on to be tied up. I saw that look in your face that
your mother always gets."
"But I'm your father and I'm supposed to protect you and look out
for you and that is an awesome responsibility. If you were to
look under the table you would find that the idea of tying you up
and fucking you until you can't walk is something that really
appeals to me. But there could come a time when you regret it and
you resent me for giving into what I feel for you and if I ever
saw that resentment in your eyes it would truly kill me."
I got up and went over and sat on his lap. I hadn't done that in
a long time and I was amused when I felt is erection under me for
the first time. I had tears in my eyes and he was a little
blurry.
He put his arms around me and I kissed him on the cheek and said,
"First of all daddy, you are right about me and mom. I seem to be
a clone. Even when I thought she was a straight laced, blue
nosed, uptight mom I was who I am. I was who she was at my age."
Mom interrupted to say, "I beg your pardon! I was never any of
those things!"
I stuck my tongue out at her and continued. "I discovered that I
love bondage by accident in the name of art. You saw the
pictures. You know how it affects me. You also saw me with two
boys. And you didn't see the best part when there was no one left
to hold the camera. We have all learned a lot about each other in
the last few days. All I ask is that you give me a chance. If you
doubt my sincerity then I suggest that you slide your hands
inside of my shorts and see how I really feel about it. And dad,
do you know what I was thinking when you dropped your trunks at
the pool earlier?"
He shook his head.
I held him close and said, "I want you to take my virginity. I
want you to make love to me the way that you make love to mom.
And now that I know about your little group and the games you
play, I want very, very much to be a part of that. I have not
been able to get that entire concept out of my mind since mom
told me about it. I promise you, I can handle it. And I promise
you that you will never see anything but love in my eyes."
I stood up and said, "Why don't you guys bring your wine and
let's go back up to Tyler's room and look at some more pictures.
The next set is really hot. Tyler is probably still reading the
manual for his new car and beating his meat. He won't mind."
Mom and dad both thought that was amusing. Dad smiled and said,
"Go on up. Your mom and I need to talk."
I took my wine, I had hardly touched it, and went up to Tyler's
room. As I had predicted, he was lying on his bed devouring the
owner's manual to his new car. Well, he wasn't beating his meat,
but he was almost excited enough.
I went over and sat down on his bed. He smiled up at me and I
said, "You love it, don't you?"
I offered him a sip of my wine but he shook his head. He said,
"I'm not going to be able to sleep until I get my license."
I put my hand on his thigh and said, "I bet I could take you mind
off of it."
He said, "Yeah, I bet you could too."
I told him that mom and dad were coming up to look at the rest of
the pictures.
He said, "Oh crap! I was going to go through them again and see
if there were any that maybe they shouldn't see. I mean, I know
they are cool with it, as weird as that sounds. I'm just afraid
that they will see something that will gross them out. I still
worry about disappointing them."
Dad was standing in the door smiling and he said, "Don't worry
Tyler. You couldn't if you tried. I am so proud of you, of both
of you, nothing could change that. Besides, you aren't doing
anything I didn't do, or at least want to do at your age. I admit
that it is strange having this kind of relationship with your
parents. I couldn't imagine being in your position with my
parents. But of course, my parents would have killed you
yesterday and buried you in the back yard."
He turned to me then and said, "Okay Mya. Your mother has
convinced me that you, and our relationship, will not be harmed.
I pray that I am not being led down a brimstone path here. Have
you had any second thoughts?"
I shook my head and said, "No dad. I'm just as excited as I was
when I first posed for Tyler."
Tyler was listening carefully, trying to figure out what we were
talking about. I smiled at him and said, "I'll tell you all about
it later. It involves you too."
Dad came over and I got to my feet. He took me in his arms and
held me close and said in a quiet voice, "I hope I'm not making a
big mistake Mya."
Mom came in and heard the last few words and said, "Of course you
are Frank. You're a man. It's what men do. Right Mya?"
I turned to dad and said, "No wonder you tie her up and abuse
her. She really has it coming doesn't she?"
Dad laughed and said, "Sometimes."
Tyler put his book down and we all took our same seats at the
computer desk. Tyler turned the computer on and as it was booting
up I stood up again and said, "Mom, let's change seats tonight."
She laughed and said, "Do you think Tyler can stand it? What's he
going to do with his hands? I saw what he was doing with his
hands last night. You don't suppose he'd get fresh with his
mother do you?"
I said, "Gee, I don't know mom. He probably has no idea what a
slut you are."
Tyler exclaimed, "Mya! Don't say that!"
I slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Lighten up
Tyler! She knows I'm kidding, mostly."
Dad said, "If you kids don't behave I'm going to send you to bed
without your sex!"
Tyler opened the next set of photographs. We started out with the
pictures from the following day with me in the red bra and
panties. I said, "This was where the first DVD started. You saw
Tyler taking these pictures."
Then I was quiet as he put it on slideshow and we watched in
silence. My father's hands were around my waist but as we watched
the pictures change and commented quietly every now and then his
hands slid down to rest on my upper thighs. I was wearing a pair
of loose, terrycloth shorts. They had pulled up a little when I
sat down and dad's hand was resting on my thigh where the
material ended, no more than an inch from my pussy. I could feel
the heat from his hands and I kept wondering if he was going to
slip his fingers inside the loose leg openings and touch me.
The idea of being touched that way by my father would have
bothered me a week ago. Not now though. Not after what I had done
with Tyler. And not after what my mother had told me about the
things that they did. Now I was hoping that he would go
exploring.
Every once in a while one of the pictures would be particularly
beautiful or particularly sexy and they would comment on it.
Sometimes they even got Tyler to pause it so they could examine
it more closely.
The first pictures were of me at my dressing table brushing my
hair and pretending to put makeup on. Then we had moved to the
bed and the pictures started getting racier. Towards the end they
had gotten downright raunchy. They made Tyler pause on one of the
shots where I had reached down and spread my pussy open for him
and his camera.
Mom asked Tyler to zoom in on my wide open pussy and we all
realized that my hymen was actually visible! There were
discussions about having that one blown up and printed and
framed. Mom wanted to hang it in the living room. I hope she was
kidding.
We sat back and the show continued. The next set was the arty
shots in low light taken in the kitchen. These and the ones that
followed had not been on the DVD that my parents had seen.
As we watched the pictures on the monitor, dad's hand moved under
the leg band of my shorts, just short of touching my pussy. My
breath caught for a second and I leaned back against him. I
wanted it to be obvious that he could touch me as much as he
wanted to.
One of his hands left my thigh and slid lightly up my stomach
under my top and cupped my breast. I looked over to see if mom or
Tyler saw what dad was doing. Mom was looking back and forth
between the monitor and me and dad. Tyler was staring at dad's
hands and I noticed that he had his hands under mom's top, but
just below her breasts.
It was such a strange tableau that I almost laughed out loud.
I turned my attention back to the monitor and we had finished the
series in the kitchen and moved into the garage. No one said
anything until the shots of me playing dead deer on the fender of
dad's truck came on screen.
Mom and dad thought they were amusing and after a few light
comments I said, "They were the inspiration for what came next."
The garage shots ended and Tyler moved the pointer to the next
file. He paused and I said, "These next pictures were the prelude
to, or maybe the inspiration for those shredded pajamas and the
hot sex that they led to. They are very hot. Tyler and I learned
a lot about ourselves during the next half hour or so. I think
you are going to like these."
Tyler double clicked on the file and then opened the first
picture. I heard both of our parents gasp and there I was in all
of my glory. I was all but hanging from the ceiling beams in the
basement. It looked very much like I was in a dungeon. I was tied
up and spread-eagled and fully exposed.
Mom whispered, "Oh my!"
Dad's hand finally touched my pussy and I felt his hard cock
under me throb in excited reaction to that first picture. Before
Tyler had started the slideshow on this set he had increased the
time that each shot remained on the screen. We watched the
pictures, staring intensely at each one. The only sound in the
room was the fan on the computer and our heavy breathing.
Just before the last shot went off the screen and the slide show
ended I said, "What you didn't see was when Tyler put his camera
down and gave me an earth shattering orgasm by pinching my
nipple. You also didn't see the sex that followed this shot. We
went upstairs and looked at the pictures and after I sucked his
cock he ate my pussy and just before I had an orgasm he grabbed
my wrists and restrained me and I came so hard I passed out. It
scared the hell out of him!"
I reached down and pressed my father's fingers tighter against my
pussy and turned my head and kissed him on the cheek. I
whispered, "That feels so good."
He bent his head down and lightly kissed my neck for a moment and
then he responded, "Yes it does. I can't believe, with all that
you kids have done in the last few days, that you were able to
remain a virgin. I have to admire your willpower."
I glanced over and saw that Tyler now had one hand on my mother's
breast and his other hand was cupping her pussy over her shorts.
I stood up and said, "The next shots are the ones he took of me
in the shredded pajamas. You saw them last night. While you look
at them again there is something else that I want to do."
I got to my knees at dad's feet and began opening his pants to
free his hard cock. He helped me and I soon had his pants down
and off. His cock was much larger than Tyler's. I was really
impressed. I had seen it earlier when we all went skinny dipping
in the pool. It had been soft then but I could tell that it was
larger than Tyler's. It was much fatter and now it was at least
an inch longer. It looked very masculine, very sexy.
I smiled up at dad and said quietly, "It's beautiful!"
He could tell from my voice how excited I was. I was aware of my
mother and my brother watching me as I leaned down and kissed the
tip of dad's cock. I had already learned from having Ken in the
room that I loved to be watched. I had been wondering how I would
feel about it, about doing these things with my dad, especially
with my mom watching.
That question had just been answered. I loved it. I looked up to
make sure that Tyler wasn't jealous and was reassured by the lust
in his eyes. He had pulled mom's top up over her breasts and was
gripping them firmly now. Everyone was watching me instead of the
computer. Tyler hadn't even opened the next set of pictures.
That was okay with me. I started licking dad's cock and then I
took it into my mouth. Mom watched me for a minute and then she
slid out of Tyler's lap and got on her knees beside me. She
interrupted to pull my top off and then she guided me back down
onto my dad's cock and as she gave me some tips on how to better
suck a cock her hand moved over my back sensuously.
I was moaning as I sucked as much of dad's cock as I could get
into my mouth. Dad was staring down at me and he said, "Jesus
baby! It's just like eighteen years ago when I would look down
and see your mother doing that."
He looked at mom and said, "Are you okay? Now that it's
happening, are there any second thoughts?"
I didn't hear her say anything, but it must have been what dad
wanted to hear. I saw him smile and relax. Well, as much as a guy
can relax while they are having their cock sucked.
Mom began to work my shorts down over my ass and I felt her hand
move over my flesh. She kissed my back as her hand moved over me.
I heard her whisper to dad, "She even smells like a teenager!"
She took her hands away after a few more minutes and I saw her
take her clothes off and toss them away. She pulled Tyler up out
of his chair. Poor Tyler didn't know where to look or what to do.
She almost tore his clothes off and then she asked, "Tyler, how
would you like to be a mother fucker?"
Tyler groaned and exclaimed, "Oh Christ!" There was a pause and
some wet noises and he gasped and said, "Jesus mom! You are so
fucking hot!"
I could see them then, out of the corner of my eye. Mom stretched
out on the floor and pulled Tyler down on top of her. I tried to
watch. I wanted to at least see the moment when he put his cock
into her for the first time. It was pretty amazing. He certainly
seemed to think so. I was getting jealous. I wanted to experience
what they were feeling.
I took my mouth of dad's cock and said, "Dad, my period is going
to start soon. I don't have to worry about getting pregnant. Can
we...?"
Dad reached down and held my face gently in his hands and said,
"No baby. Not yet. We have something special in mind for that. Be
patient for a little while longer."
I took his cock back in my mouth and sucked it with what little
skill I had developed in the last week. Between what I had
learned on my own and the few tips that my mother had given me a
few minutes ago it seemed to please him. I noticed that he lasted
a lot longer than Tyler or Ken. I knew that he would. It was
almost as much fun for me as it was for him. I loved doing this.
I looked forward to the reward at the end of my efforts, but I
was in no hurry for it to be over. I loved having a cock in my
mouth.
It got even better when Tyler and mom finished fucking and after
they managed to tear themselves away from each other they crawled
over and took up a position on either side of me. Their hands
began to move over my sensitive skin and I was getting worried
that I was going to cum before dad did.
At one point both Tyler and mom had one of my tits in one hand
and they each were teasing my pussy with a finger. I was just
about to lose it when dad said, "Just a little faster now Mya.
I'm going to cum."
Man! Did he ever! I had to swallow twice before he finished.
Then, as I held the last mouthful of his cum in my mouth and held
the head of his cock between my lips I was driven over the edge
by Tyler and my mother.
I couldn't scream because my mouth was full, but I moaned loudly
and after I came I collapsed between them with my mouth still
full.
I thought that dad's cum tasted more like Tyler's, bleachy, but
kind of mild. Ken still had the best tasting cum, but I would
rather suck off Tyler than anyone else. I didn't even realize I
felt that way until just then as the thought crossed my mind.
Dad leaned over and patted my cheek and said, "That was wonderful
Mya! You have learned a lot in a week. I'm glad to see you are so
much like you mother. You are going to be much happier in your
life than that legion of stone cold women out there. Do you need
help getting up?"
I smiled at him and said, "No dad. Thanks. I just need a
minute."
Once we had all pretty much recovered we said good night, grabbed
our clothes and went to our own rooms.
I didn't think there was any reason for not sleeping in the nude
any longer so I just went right to bed with the taste of my dad's
cum in my mouth and I lay there in the dark thinking about the
huge changes in our lives. All of this because Tyler got a camera
for Christmas last year!
Before I got my brain to stop whirring around madly in my head
Tyler came in and sat on the edge of my bed in the dark. I
reached out and held his hand. I could see his face in the light
coming in from the hall and he still looked stunned.
He turned to me after a long moment and said, "Jesus Mya, I'm a
mother fucker!"
I wasn't sure if he was upset or just amazed.
I smiled and squeezed his hand and asked, "How do you feel about
that Tyler? You look like you just got hit by a truck and don't
know that you're dead yet."
He laughed and said, "Yeah, that's it, that's how I feel. It
isn't that I feel guilty or anything. And damn! Did you see her?
She is so fucking hot! I don't know, I guess I'm just having
trouble getting my head around the fact that I just had my first
fuck and it was with my mother. Don't get me wrong. I don't
regret it. It was fantastic! But what happens now? What do I say
to her when I go down to breakfast in the morning?"
I sat up and put my arms around him and he noticed for the first
time that I wasn't wearing anything. He did a double take when
the blankets fell down baring my breasts and he smiled and shook
his head. He said, "This is turning into a weird house to live
in!"
I smiled and kissed his cheek and said, "You didn't have any
trouble after that first day you saw me naked and I sucked your
cock and you ate my pussy. We got along great the next day. When
you go downstairs tomorrow and you see mom you just kiss her and
say good morning."
He looked thoughtful for a moment. Then he said, "Yeah, but with
us it wasn't quite the same."
He shivered then and then he said, "The funny thing is, I was
fighting it, but I was pretty sure that my first time was going
to be with you. I don't think I would have felt this way with
you."
"What way Tyler?" I asked.
He was quiet for a minute and then he said, "It's hard to
explain. I don't regret it, it was great. But that's going to be
there the next time I have to ask mom for permission to do
something. In the back of my mind will be the fact that we had
sex. And we are going to do it again! Doesn't it seem weird to
you?"
I hugged him tighter and said, "No Tyler. I feel closer to our
parents than I ever did. We don't have to hide anything from them
now. I can talk to them about absolutely anything. Within limits
I feel almost like an equal to them now. I have always loved
them, but I have never felt this close to them before. I doubt if
there is another kid in our school that is as close to their
parents as we are right this moment. As long as we are
responsible and don't blow it we have the perfect set up here.
Just think, when you start dating you could probably bring your
girlfriend home and go skinny dipping in the pool or even take
her to your room and show her your etchings."
He put his arm around me and kissed me and said, "Thanks for
putting things in perspective. I guess I'll be better able to
sort this out after I see how things go in the morning. I have
never had to relate to someone that I have just had sex with
before."
I said, "Excuse me?!"
He laughed and said, "You know what I mean!"
I said, "Yes, I know what you mean. Just relax. It'll be fine.
You are worried about nothing. Now go to bed."
I dropped back down on my bed and he looked down at my breasts.
He reached his hand out and cupped one of them and then teased my
nipple for a second. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations
and after a moment he slowly moved his hand down to cup my pussy.
I spread my legs to make room for his fingers and he said, "You
kind of got short changed tonight. Mom and I got fucked, dad got
a blowjob, and all you got was diddled."
I smiled and asked, "What are you saying Tyler?"
He leaned down and kissed me and then he said, "I haven't tasted
your sweet pussy today. A pussy as sweet as yours needs to be
eaten at least once a day. Don't you think?"
His fingers were working between my legs, teasing me gently. It
felt wonderful and I couldn't think of any reason to say no, not
that I tried very hard.
Tyler pulled the covers down and off of me and kissed his way
down my body. I spread my legs a little wider and he moved
between them and kissed and licked my still very sensitive pussy
until I grabbed his head and held him tight while I ground my
mound against his face as I had one last orgasm for the day.
When it was over I pulled him up over me and kissed him. I licked
his face clean and thanked him for being so considerate. We held
each other for a few minutes and just before he left I said,
"They have something planned for my virginity. Something kinky I
think. Once that damned thing is gone I am going to fuck the shit
out of you Tyler."
He chuckled and said, "Oh no! Anything but that!"
After he left I had no trouble going right to sleep. We met in
the bathroom in the morning and took a shower together. As I was
washing his back I said, "I apologize for last night Tyler. I was
feeling so good when you left my room that it never even occurred
to me that you were probably a walking tripod again."
He laughed and said, "I was fine Mya. I felt a lot better after
our talk. I'm not even afraid to go downstairs this morning."
I reached around him and felt his hard cock and said, "I guess I
could fix it so you don't have to spend the day with this."
He said, "Mya, I'm a boy. I'm going to be sixteen in about two
weeks. That damned thing is hard more than it is soft! But don't
get me wrong, I'm not trying to discourage you."
I dropped to my knees and pressed my face against his hard little
butt. I kissed the cheeks of his ass and reached between them to
tease his balls. He shivered and turned around and his hard, wet,
shiny cock was bouncing right in front of my face. I kissed it
lovingly and then slowly slid my lips down over it, all the way
to the base.
He groaned in pleasure and said, "God sis! I love the way you do
that!"
I pulled back and said, "I love doing it."
Then I took him back into my mouth and finished him off quickly.
After our shower we dressed for school and went downstairs. Our
parents were at the table and I kissed them both, just like I
would on any other normal day, and got a glass of juice for me
and Tyler. While I was doing that he got out the cereal and we
sat down to eat.
Mom got up as we were eating and walked around the table. She put
her arms around Tyler and said, "Are you uncomfortable baby?"
He grinned sheepishly and said, "I felt kind of funny about it
last night. But I had a talk with Mya and I'm mostly over it now.
I don't have any regrets. I'm glad we did it. You really are a
hottie mom. The strange thing isn't sitting here having breakfast
with you guys now. It won't get weird until the first time I
screw up and the beautiful woman I am having sex with has to
punish me."
Dad laughed and said, "Get used to it son. It's a man's lot in
life."
Mom chuckled and said, "Yes dear, you are so henpecked, you poor
baby."
It was funny because we all knew that mom and dad were equal
partners in their relationship.
We finished breakfast and as our parents were getting ready to
leave for work my mom gave me our doctor's phone number and
reminded me to call about my pills. They left together and a few
minutes later we were in my car headed for school.
After we parked we almost kissed goodbye like lovers or
something. We looked at each other and we could tell that we were
both thinking the same thing. We smiled and Tyler said, "I guess
we are going to have to watch out for that." He squeezed my thigh
and got out of the car and I waved as he walked away.
I waited until I was between my first and second classes to call
the doctor's office. I told the nurse what I needed and it was
kind of embarrassing to tell someone I hardly knew that I wanted
birth control pills. It was even more embarrassing when I had to
tell her that my period was due to start today or tomorrow and if
he was going to want to examine me then sooner would be better
than later.
She said that I should just come in after school and see the
Physician's Assistant and she could write my prescription unless
there was a problem.
We stopped at the doctor's office after school and I was in and
out in twenty minutes. When I got back out to the car Tyler said,
"My homework is done. Want to go home and play Betty Paige?"
I smiled and said, "I still have to stop at the pharmacy. And I
have bad news for you. I am having cramps and I can tell from the
way that I am feeling that my period is going to start tonight."
He looked thoughtful for a minute and then he asked, "What's it
like?"
It's funny. I had never talked to a guy about my period before.
How do you explain to a guy what it's like? I realized that I
wasn't as embarrassed as I thought I should be. I guess that was
because of all of the things that we had done together and how
close we had become lately. I told him that it was different for
different girls. Some girls had terrible cramps and bled like
crazy. Some girls were like me. My period was as regular as an
atomic clock. I could set my watch by it. I always had plenty of
warning when it was going to start. I felt the mild cramps when
it was beginning and I was always ready for it. No embarrassing
surprises. No really bad cramps. No extremely heavy flow. I was
one of the lucky ones. I would have preferred that I not have to
go through this every month. But if I had to live with it then I
suppose I couldn't complain. I got off pretty lucky compared to
some of my friends.
I stopped at the drug store and picked up my pills and a fresh
box of tampons and then we went home. I didn't feel very sexy,
even though my period hadn't started yet, so we didn't take any
pictures. I did my homework and when I was done we sat out by the
pool in the nude and just relaxed until it was time to start
supper. I had put a tampon in and I was a little embarrassed
about it in front of him but he didn't seem to care once his
questions had been answered and eventually I relaxed and forgot
about it.
When it was time I went in and started supper and he came in and
offered to help. I smiled and kissed him and said, "I have seen
you at work in the kitchen bro. It will be less work for me if
you sit down and talk to me while I make supper."
He meant well, but he was not ever going to be one of the world's
great chefs.
I had supper ready by the time my parents got home and we ate a
quiet meal. It seemed nice after all the excitement around the
house over the past weekend. I tried to get my parents to give me
some idea of what they had planned for my virginity but they just
smiled and ignored me.
After dinner our parents cleaned up the kitchen while Tyler and I
sat at the kitchen island and kept them company. Then we all went
in and watched television like a normal family. Well, almost like
a normal family. I sat with my dad and he had his arm over my
shoulder and his hand teased my breasts lightly most of the
evening and mom sat in Tyler's lap and they found things to do
during the commercials.
The rest of the week was pretty normal. On Wednesday Ken came
over and I posed in my underwear for them. When the picture
taking was over I gave them both a nice blowjob but I was
self-conscious because of my period and I didn't let them
reciprocate.
When our photography session was over I stayed in my room while
Tyler let Ken out. Tyler came back to my room and came over to
where I was standing in front of my dresser and put his arms
around me. He kissed the back of my neck and said, "You can't
tell me you aren't horny after a couple of hours of posing and
two blowjobs."
I tried to tell him that I was self-conscious about the whole
period thing and sometimes I just didn't feel clean and there
might be an odor and he just kept kissing my neck and not really
listening to me. His hands reached up to cup my breasts and he
let me go on for a few minutes and finally he just said, "Bull
shit."
I stopped trying to explain why I didn't want to do anything
right now and looked at his face in my mirror.
Our eyes met and he stopped kissing me and smiled and said, "I
can tell you are turned on. I know you are clean. I don't care if
you have a god damned tampon in your pussy. Hell, I'm not going
to fuck you anyway, at least not yet. Mya I'm not grossed out by
your period. Girls have them, so what. It's no big deal."
He chuckled then and added, "It's no big deal until you miss
one."
I laughed too then. I was turned on. I couldn't pose in my bra
and panties and not get turned on. Sucking their cocks just made
it worse. He started kissing my neck again and his hands left my
bra covered breasts and moved behind me to unfasten the bra and
slip it off of my shoulders.
As his hands came back around to tease my naked breasts I tried
one last time. "Tyler, I...sometimes..."
He took his lips from my shoulder and said, "Shut up Mya."
He pushed me over to my bed and turned me around and pushed me
down gently. I gave up and let him pull my panties down and
closed my eyes. If he was going to be grossed out I didn't want
to see it.
I felt his lips on my thighs and then kissing me around my mound.
The weird thing about my period is, even though I was
self-conscious and didn't want his face down there; I was always
more aroused, more sensitive during most of that week. When his
tongue came out and gently touched my clit I gasped and my whole
body tensed up. I finally had the nerve to look down at him and
his eyes were smiling at me as he teased my clit with his lips
and tongue.
He stopped what he was doing for a second and lifted his head and
said, "Take that you silly bitch!"
I finally relaxed and gave in to his wonderful touch and I
learned several things that afternoon. I learned that it is
possible to receive a lot of pleasure even though I am having my
period. And later I learned that having a few good orgasms really
relieves the cramps.
I enjoyed the hell out of it and later as I was being held in my
little brother's big, strong arms I learned that he really didn't
give a damn that I was having my period. The bad thing about
Tyler is that he is going to spoil me for the other guys out
there that are so damned clueless.
Something else was different the next day. In the past I was
always self-conscious at school when I was having my period. I
was afraid that people could tell and that there was an odor they
could detect. I felt like I had a big red P on my forehead. For
some reason, after last night I felt a lot better about myself. I
just relaxed and behaved like Mya and all day long I couldn't
wait to see Tyler and thank him for that.
We met at my car after school and I didn't say a word to him. I
drove us home with his hand on my thigh and his finger rubbing
against the crotch of my panties and as soon as we got inside the
house I took his books away from him and set them down on the
counter and I took him in my arms and kissed him passionately.
He was startled at first, but not for long. Soon he had his arms
around me and returned my kiss. It lasted a long time and when I
finally broke if off I held him tight and said, "Thank you Tyler.
I don't think I can explain, but I love you and I want you to
know that I appreciate you. You are going to make some lucky girl
a great husband some day. I just hope it isn't for a long time."
He held me close and said, "I don't know what the hell is going
on, but I love you too. And I don't have any immediate plans to
get engaged so you can relax on that front."
I stepped back and poked him in the ribs and said, "Come on,
let's go upstairs and get comfortable. We can look at the
pictures from yesterday and I am in the mood to give you an
afterschool blowjob."
Before we went upstairs we stopped in the kitchen for a glass of
juice and Tyler looked through the mail to see if his grades were
in from his photography course. He got excited when he found an
envelope from the school and I held my breath as he opened it. I
was as nervous as he was because I was his model for all of the
pictures he had just sent in.
He tore it open and read the letter inside. He had a stunned look
on his face that worried me and I was just about to yell at him
for keeping me in suspense when he handed the papers to me.
The first page was a letter from his student advisor, Mr.
Lawrence, telling him that the photographs that he submitted were
the most breathtaking amateur photographs that he had ever seen.
The letter requested twenty to thirty more photos and an
additional model release because the school wanted to set up a
one man show at a famous art dealer's shop near their campus in
New York City.
I was suddenly confronted with the concept of hundreds of people
seeing my nude photographs! I read through the model release form
and unlike the first one that I had signed this one requested my
age and required notarization. I wondered if that was going to be
a problem. The more I thought about it, as much as the idea of it
appealed to the exhibitionist in me, I began to see possible
fallout from my pictures being displayed. If this prestigious
school held a show for Tyler there would be local publicity. It
would become known that I was his model and I have no doubt that
those pictures would be getting around. It wouldn't be very long
at all before everyone in my school had an opportunity to see me
naked.
Hmmm, on second thought, I was starting to like the way this was
going.
I tossed the papers on the counter and grabbed the front of
Tyler's shirt and said, "Come on Da Vinci, I feel like sucking
some cock!"
We hurried upstairs and I told him to meet me in my bedroom in
ten minutes. I undressed and took a quick shower. My period had
ended earlier today and I couldn't help it, I just felt a lot
cleaner and a lot sexier when I wasn't draining into a damned
tampon.
When I got back to my room Tyler had pulled my covers down and
was lying on my bed with his cock pointing right at the ceiling.
I went over and stood at the foot of the bed. I reached down and
grabbed his ankles and, with some difficulty, I pulled him down
until his knees were at the foot of my bed.
As soon as I had him where I wanted him I got up on the bed and
straddled his head. I gently leaned forward and took his hard
cock into my mouth and as soon as I started to suck him he pulled
my pussy down to his mouth and started eating me.
Neither one of us lasted very long the first time. But we didn't
let that stop us. We rested for a moment and nuzzled each other's
sex organs while we caught our breath. As soon as he was
breathing normally again Tyler began to lick and suck on my pussy
and tease my ass.
I waited long enough for the hypersensitivity to pass and I began
to pleasure his cock again. While we were pleasing each other
with our mouths Tyler wet his finger and gently started to plumb
my ass with it. I had some reservations at first, but I soon
realized that it felt pretty nice. So I returned the favor.
Apparently it felt even better on him than it did on me. As soon
as I had my index finger in him up to the second knuckle he
tensed up and filled my mouth with another load of hot cum.
As he came back down to earth he was muttering, "Holy shit! That
was fucking fantastic!"
Eventually he remembered that he had not finished what he started
and I held his softening cock in my mouth while he ate me to my
second orgasm.
After we were both satisfied I turned around and lay down on top
of Tyler and kissed him. I thanked him again for the boost in my
self-confidence. He didn't know what the hell I was talking about
but he was used to that.
I rolled off of him and we lay side by side in silence for a
minute. He finally asked, "How do you feel about having my
pictures on display in New York? Or should I say your pictures?
Would that upset you?"
I chuckled and said, "I already played out that whole scenario in
my head. I have to admit that I find it more than a little
exciting. You know where it will lead don't you?"
He was quiet for a minute and then he said, "I guess not. I can't
get past the fact that they love my pictures so much that they
want to put them on exhibit. It's almost as exciting as one of
your blowjobs!"
I poked him with my elbow and said, "Think about it Tyler. The
headline in the morning paper, 'Local Boy Has Photos on Display
in the Big City!' Everyone goes on the internet to look at them
and there are nude pictures of me, as taken by my little brother.
They will be all over the school in a day."
"Oh shit!" he exclaimed. "I hadn't thought of that."
He sounded so disappointed it almost broke my heart.
I rolled over and smiled at him and said, "No silly! Stop
pouting! I think that's hot!"
He looked at me as if to make sure I wasn't jerking him around
and then he said, "You may think it's hot that everyone in school
sees you naked, I doubt if mom and dad will see it that way."
I kissed his cheek and said, "I'll bet you twenty dollars that
they do. The question is, is it legal for a girl my age to pose
that way. Dad is going to have to check with his lawyers. I think
it is as long as they aren't pornographic. We won't be able to
send in the pictures of you and me having sex. But I think nude
art photos aren't a problem. The other hurdle will be what your
school thinks of an exhibit featuring pictures of a sixteen year
old model taken by her fifteen year old brother. I have a feeling
those pictures and the other pictures that you are going to take
and send to them are going to be on exhibit in the big city dear
brother. Does that make your cock hard?"
He smiled and said, "No. You make my cock hard. I had a great
time having sex with mom. When my cock sank into her hot pussy it
was the most incredible thing I ever felt. But I can't wait until
you lose that fucking cherry of yours. I want to fuck you so bad
right now. I can't even remember now why we didn't do it
before."
"That's easy," I said, "because we are sweet, innocent children
who wouldn't do such a thing."
Tyler responded, "Yeah, and Santa Clause gave me the camera."
I got up and sat on Tyler's stomach and said, "We are going to
have to take a lot more pictures. Not slutty ones either, they'll
have to be good pictures."
Tyler smiled and said, "Trust me, it won't be a hardship. I love
taking your picture and I have a lot of ideas."
I laughed and said, "I have a lot of ideas too. But mine would
get us arrested."
Tyler got serious then and asked, "Mya, have you really thought
it through, this posing? Do you really think it's a good idea for
every boy in school to know what you look like naked?"
I smiled and said, "Are you kidding?! I will be the most popular
girl in that school. It isn't like they are going to be the kind
of pictures they print in 'Hustler'. These are going to be
beautiful, sensuous, artful photographs. Every boy in school is
going to want me and every girl will be jealous. I can't wait!"
He asked, "Where did you ever see a 'Hustler Magazine'?!"
I whispered in his ear, "Diane's father has a whole box full of
dirty magazines in his garage. He thinks it's a secret but Linda
and Diane and I have been going through them for years."
We were quiet for a moment and then Tyler asked, "I wonder if mom
and dad have any porn? If they do it must be some pretty
interesting stuff."
We talked about sneaking around and looking for a porn stash, but
decided that wouldn't be right. So instead we planned our next
photo shoot. Tyler wanted to get away from the house and find
some unusual backgrounds for some of the pictures. One of his
ideas was to take some pictures in the middle of town just as the
sun was rising. That sounded like fun to me. He wanted to take
some on a small island just down the river that we could only
reach by boat. He also had a plan that involved a half a dozen
boys who wouldn't even know I was there. I didn't know how that
was going to work.
We got so excited talking about pictures that we decided to take
some. The problem was to take something that was fresh and new.
Every time I suggested something Tyler said it had been done to
death. His first idea was for me to put on a pair of panties and
a loose tank top that wasn't sexy at all.
As soon as I was dressed he told me to mess up my hair and get in
bed and pose as if I were asleep. While I was getting in position
he dimmed the lights and went around with his light meter. Then
he adjusted my clothing so that it was rumpled and drawn up. We
started off with me on my back and my legs spread casually, as if
I were tossing and turning in my sleep. My panties were pulled up
tight and my tank top was pulled up to expose just the bottom of
one breast. He took a half a dozen pictures with slight
variations of my expression and then gradually adjusted my
clothing until more and more skin was exposed.
When he was finished he told me to turn over and we started
again. Tyler adjusted my position and my clothing and then he
told me to take everything off and we started all over again.
We took several poses from his photography text book but in most
of our poses we just tried to make it look like a candid shot of
a sleeping girl. I could tell that he was happy with the results
that he was getting. I could also tell that he was getting as
turned on as I was.
After half an hour or so he put his camera down and looked at me
thoughtfully. Then he said, "I have to do something. Wait right
here. Brush your hair and put on some sandals and then just wait.
Okay?"
I nodded and he ran out of the room and I heard him run
downstairs and go outside. I got up and undressed and brushed my
hair. After that I just sat at my desk and waited with growing
impatience for him to return.
He was gone for more than half an hour and when he finally
returned he said, "Put your robe on and come with me."
I put my shorty robe on and followed him down to the pool. There
were three boys from the neighborhood waiting there. I looked at
Tyler curiously but he said, "Just hang on for a few more
minutes. This is going to be so cool!"
He ran inside and by the time he returned a few minutes later Ken
and two more boys from the neighborhood had come into our
backyard. I knew all of the boys. Their ages ranged from fifteen
to seventeen and they all lived within a mile of us. I found out
later that Tyler had gone to Ken's house and explained what he
wanted to do and they had called the other guys and asked them to
meet at our house.
Tyler was getting more and more excited. He got all the guys
together facing the swimming pool. He rearranged them several
times, each time he moved them around he came around and stood
behind them and looked at the grouping.
I noticed that they were all dressed the same way, jeans and
white t-shirts. I knew that wasn't an accident. Once all of the
boys were arranged the way Tyler wanted them he placed me behind
them with my back to them. He stepped back and looked at the way
we were all standing and then he came and got my robe and started
posing me nude.
The idea of posing this way with all of those boys for a backdrop
was a real turn on, especially since one of the boys, the
seventeen year old, was Greg, Diane's older brother. I have had a
crush on him for years.
I posed in dozens of sensuous and sexy poses. In some of them my
back was to them and in some my back was to the camera and I was
facing the boys.
When Tyler was satisfied that he had enough pictures in that set
he gave me back my robe and told the boys to turn around. He
rearranged them slightly and then he said, "Okay guys, remember,
you all swore to keep this quiet. You are also all aware that
there is a chance that these pictures could become public and you
could get in trouble over what we are doing here. This is your
last chance to back out."
One of the boys laughed nervously and said, "Are you shittin'
me?! I'd take a whipping any day of the week for the chance to
see Mya naked!"
There were more nervous laughs. When they settled down Tyler
said, "Okay, settle down guys. Now, I want everyone to look off
into the distance as if Mya wasn't even there."
Tyler came over and took my robe from me again and now I was
naked in front of six boys, seven if you count Tyler. I stood
with my back to the boys and Tyler started taking pictures. He
kept changing my pose and the poses of the boys behind me.
There was never any interaction between the boys and me. We never
even made eye contact though over the next fifteen minutes or so
they all got a good eyeful I'm sure.
Tyler took one more set with me in a lounge chair with the boys
standing behind me acting as if I didn't exist. Then he asked
them all up to his room to sign model releases. I grabbed my robe
and led them inside and up the stairs. Now that the shoot was
finished they felt free to act like boys. There were a lot of
comments on my "beautiful ass" as I preceded them up the stairs.
That was just what I had in mind and that was why I was holding
my robe in my hand instead of wearing it.
I went into Tyler's room with the boys and watched as he printed
off waivers for them to sign and then uploaded the pictures. They
all wanted to see the results of the photo shoot. So did I.
I stood right behind Tyler as he sat at his computer and uploaded
the pictures and I was surrounded by the six boys. I felt an
occasional hand brush against my ass and I ignored it. Well, to
be honest, I enjoyed it.
Tyler started out with the first photo shoot we did with me in my
bed. The guys behind me kept making complimentary, if somewhat
crude comments about me and about Tyler's pictures. I was
enjoying the hell out of it.
As the photographs slowly came up on the monitor and each of us
examined them the boys behind me were getting bolder with their
hands when they saw that I didn't object to their light touches.
Each new liberty taken was followed by another as I continued to
ignore them. Finally I felt hands begin to worm their way between
my thighs and around my front to grasp my breasts. They weren't
being rough on purpose, but they weren't very gentle either. The
only thing missing that would have made it perfect was that I
wasn't tied up.
By the time Tyler's slide show had finished all six boys were
groping me freely. When we got to the end of the show Greg pulled
me back against him and wrapped his arms around me and groped my
breasts and said, "You know, it seems like we should be getting
something for our troubles. That modeling was hard work."
I laughed and said, "You know Greg, that seems fair to me too.
The problem with that is that boys talk. Even if one of you could
keep it a secret there is no way that all of you could. The first
thing you would do when you got to school on Monday would be to
brag to every boy you see about what happened here today. Then
people start getting in trouble. People like me and Tyler mostly.
So the reason you are going to leave here with a hard on today is
that I know boys too well to think I could give you all blowjobs
and it wouldn't get out."
Greg said, "I could point out that we could brag whether we did
anything or not. I won't though. We gave Tyler our word." He gave
the other boys a threatening look and said, "And we keep our
word, don't we guys?"
Everyone started filing out and I held Greg back. When the others
were out of the room I whispered, "Maybe some other time?"
He smiled and said, "Any time. Call me. Oh, and I wanted to tell
you, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, with or
without clothes."
I glanced at the door and after I was sure no one was looking I
gave Greg a quick kiss on the cheek. He left then and I sat down
at Tyler's desk and went back through the pictures. This time I
wasn't wondering what the other guys were thinking about them.
This time I was wondering what they would look like if they were
blown up and hung on a wall in an art gallery.
Tyler came back in after he had escorted everyone out and joined
me at his desk. He stood behind me and reached down and teased my
nipples and said, "You seemed a little on edge so we're going to
be getting a little company in a few minutes. I invited Ken and
Greg back for some fun. Didn't you once say that you thought Greg
was kind of hot?"
I did think Greg was hot. It also kind of embarrassed me that he
was going to find out what kind of girl I was. I wanted him to
like me and I know how guys feel about girls like me. I didn't
say anything to Tyler though.
We sat at his computer and tried to pick out some of the new
pictures that we thought would look good if they were blown up
and hanging on a wall. It was only five minutes later that we
heard Ken and Greg come back into the house. Ken led Greg back to
Tyler's room, where I was still sitting in the nude.
Greg smiled at me as they entered and came over and stood behind
me. His hands draped down over my shoulders and cupped my breasts
and he said, "Ken was telling me about some very exciting
pictures that you two took. I was wondering if I could see
them."
I sighed. Now he was really going to know what kind of girl I
was.
Tyler pulled up the pictures of our first bondage session in the
basement. Greg obviously loved them. He made quiet comments under
his breath as we watched them come on screen. His hands were
getting hotter on my breasts and when we finished that set of
pictures and got to the set where I was tied to my bed with my
pajamas in tatters he gripped me tightly and said, "Oh my god!
That is the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life! Mya,
you're beautiful!"
I quietly asked, "Taking those pictures really turns me on. Do
you really like them Greg?"
Greg bent down and nipped at my ear lobe and then he said, "If
you weren't a virgin I would be raping the shit out of you right
now! I have never been so turned on in my life. You are the most
beautiful and the sexiest girl I have ever known. I have a
confession to make. I have had a crush on you for years. I know
you hardly even noticed I existed but when you used to come over
for a sleepover with Diane I used to stare at you out of the
corner of my eye for hours. I used to lie in bed at night and
think of you being in the next room, just feet away."
Tyler burst out laughing and we all turned to look at him like he
was crazy. Greg thought that he was being laughed at and got a
little defensive. "What the hell is so funny?!" he demanded.
Tyler finally stopped laughing and turned to look at Greg. He
said, "Fuck! Mya has had the hots for you for years! She used to
come home from those sleepovers and all she could talk about was
you. Greg did this and Greg did that and Greg said this and Greg
said that. I think the main reason she went to them was to see
you man!"
I couldn't look at Greg. I was too embarrassed.
Greg didn't say anything for a long time. In fact, I suddenly
became aware of a long, uncomfortable silence.
After what seemed like a very long time Greg asked, "Is that true
Mya?"
I still couldn't look at him. I just nodded my head.
He was quiet for a long time and then he said, "That really
sucks."
I wasn't sure what he meant, but the way he said it made me
cringe. Until he said, "We could have been together a long time
ago. I didn't think you even knew I existed."
I asked quietly, "How do you feel about me now? I mean, after
what you have seen today, and the things that we did."
I heard him chuckle and then he said, "I hate to be crude, but my
dick is so hard it hurts. Does that give you a hint?"
I finally turned in my chair and looked up at Greg. For the first
time I saw that look in his eyes. He wasn't kidding, he likes
me!
Then I thought about how my life had changed in the last couple
of weeks, and the changes that were on tap. I said, "Greg, I'm
not like most girls. I'm not ever going to be. I do things, I
enjoy things that would freak out most girls. I do them because I
like them. I like being tied up. I like it when boys see me
naked. It turns me on, a lot. I like posing for these pictures
and I like sucking cocks. I'm not a nice girl."
Greg pulled me to my feet and took me in his arms and said,
"Jesus you turn me the fuck on Mya!"
He crushed me in his arms and kissed me with so much passion and
so much love that I couldn't stand it. I vaguely heard Tyler
stand up and say, "Come on Ken. Let me show you the new car I got
for my birthday."
I broke my kiss with Greg and stared into his eyes as I said, "No
Tyler. If Greg wants me to be his girl, and I hope that he does,
then he is going to have to get used to some strange things. He
is going to have to understand that I like sucking my brother's
cock. He is going to have to understand that I like having sex
with people watching. And he is going to have to understand that
I am going to lose my virginity this weekend, and I don't even
know how or to whom. How do you feel about that Greg?"
Greg smiled and took my arm from around his neck and firmly
placed my hand on the large, hard, throbbing cock that was
obviously anxious to be released from captivity.
I smiled. That was the perfect reaction. I asked him, "Really
Greg? This is not too weird for you? You can change your mind if
you want. I'll still suck your cock. I hope you mean it though.
Tyler wasn't kidding. I have had a crush on you for years. But
I'm never going to be like the other girls you know."
I squeezed
his cock gently and asked, "This isn't just because you have a
naked girl in your arms is it? I'll understand if the other stuff
is too far out for you. I'll be sad. But I'll understand."
Greg smiled and said, "I can't wait to hear about how you lose
your virginity. I wish I could be there."
I hugged him and said, "I'll ask and let you know."
When I finally let Greg go and stood back I saw that Tyler looked
uncomfortable. I went over and gave him a hug and said, "It's
okay Tyler. You can show Ken your new car later. Do you want me
to help you undress?"
Tyler looked over at Greg and I heard Greg laugh. Then he said,
"It really is okay Tyler. I can't wait to watch her sucking your
cock. So why is she the only one that's naked?"
It took the three of them less than a minute to strip. Once they
were naked Greg took me back into his arms and his strong, hard
body felt so good against mine. He had a big, beautiful cock too.
We held each other and kissed as our hands roamed over each
other.
Tyler said, "Don't get started yet. I have an idea."
I just waved him away and he left the room calling out to Ken to
come with him. They were back in what seemed like seconds. They
were carrying the large hassock from the living room between
them.
Tyler pulled me out of Greg's arms and put me on my back on the
hassock. Then he went to his closet and pulled out the lengths of
rope that he used to tie me to my bed. My wrists and ankles were
tied to the feet of the hassock and a blindfold put over my eyes.
As soon as Tyler finished preparing me there were three sets of
strong, male hands exploring every inch of my body. It was
driving me crazy and I was moaning with pleasure.
Then it got better. Someone began to tease my pussy with their
tongue.
"Oh fuck yes!" I cried out.
I had no idea who was doing what to me, but it was all good. It
took me a few minutes to realize that Tyler was taking pictures
again. So the hands and the mouth belonged to Greg and Ken.
I felt the tip of a cock at my lips and I opened my mouth and
took it in eagerly. I was pretty sure that it was Ken's slightly
smaller organ and I assumed that Greg was watching. So I put on
the best show that I could. I sucked on Ken's cock greedily until
he started fucking my face and throat. From that point on I could
only lie there helplessly and let it happen. It was fantastic!
I knew that Ken was getting close to cumming and I was too. I was
disappointed when Greg stopped eating my pussy but shortly after
he stopped I felt something else happening. Greg ordered me not
to move and then I felt his cock enter my pussy. Not all the way.
He didn't rupture my hymen. He just put the head of his fat cock
into me and then teased my clit with his fingers.
I started to lose control and move my hips but he slapped my tits
and yelled at me to lie still. That was all it took! I screamed
around Ken's cock and came like crazy. I wanted desperately to be
impaled on that beautiful cock of his. I trembled with the urge
to lift my hips and envelop that long, fat piece of male meat and
make it mine. And better yet, make my pussy his.
I was distracted only slightly by Ken shooting his cum down my
throat. It seemed like a particularly large load this time. It
probably was. I hadn't sucked him off for about a week.
As soon as he was done he pulled out and stood up. I listened as
he took the camera from Tyler and Greg came around and placed his
moist cock at my lips. I opened my mouth and struggled to take
him in. He laughed quietly and teased me.
"Yeah," he said. "Work for it bitch. Show me how much you want my
cock. Let me feel that tongue. Do you taste that? That's your
cunt you taste. You have a delicious cunt. Do you like that taste
bitch?"
I loved it! I love the way he teased me. I loved the way he
talked to me. I even loved the way my pussy juice tasted on the
end of his cock!
Just then I felt Tyler between my legs. His hand moved over my
sopping wet pussy for a minute and then I felt his tongue. I was
going to have to find something really special to do for Tyler to
reward him for setting this up for me.
As soon as Tyler's tongue touched my clit I came again. While I
was having an earthshaking orgasm Greg stopped teasing me and
slid his cock into my mouth. He stopped when his cock was at the
back of my throat and started to pull out. I groaned and tried to
lift my head and take him into my throat. I wanted it all!
Tyler said, "You don't have to stop there man, she can take it
all."
I heard the concern in Greg's voice as he asked, "Are you sure
Tyler? My cock is a lot fatter than Ken's."
I could hear the smile on Tyler's face as he said, "Look at her
man! She wants it. She's trying to take it all. Give it to her!"
I collapsed back onto the hassock and Greg started feeding his
cock into me again. It was larger than Ken's and it was larger
than Tyler's. It was even a little larger than my father's. But I
knew I could take it and I wanted it. I wanted to do this for
him.
I heard him gasp as his cock slid down my throat and Tyler said,
"It's hard to believe that two weeks ago she had never even seen
a cock."
I heard the amazement in Greg's voice as he said, "No shit!"
As his cock began to saw in and out of my throat he managed to
choke out, "Jesus Christ Mya! You belong to me now girl. You may
be sucking and fucking a lot of strange cocks from now on, but
you belong to me."
I wanted desperately to have my hands free right then so that I
could wrap them around Greg and give him some kind of answer. I
wanted him to know how happy he had just made me.
I knew how happy I was making him a second later when he buried
his cock in my mouth one last time and I felt his cock throb as
he shot his load of cum down my throat and swore loudly.
When he was finished he pulled his cock free slowly and then he
bent down and kissed me all over my face, ending up at my lips
with a passionate kiss. Then he said softly, "I love you Mya."
That was all I could take. I started crying like a baby.
Sweet Tyler knew me so well. He untied me and took the blindfold
off and said, "Come on Ken. I still want to show you my new
car."
He must have been terribly horny, but he knew I would make it up
to him.
Greg helped me to my feet and I led him to my bedroom. I pushed
him down on his back and stared down at him for a second. This
all just seemed too good to be true. Could life be this perfect?
Greg pulled me down beside him and hugged me. His body felt so
good pressed against mine. I rested my head on his shoulder and
whispered, "This is real isn't it Greg? You aren't just doing
what you think you have to do to get laid are you? Because if you
are, you don't have to. And if you are it will kill me."
He smiled and said, "It's all true Mya. It is true that I have
had a crush on you for years. It's true that I am just as big a
pervert as you. It used to drive me crazy when you came over to
spend the night with Diane and Linda. You would dress for bed in
those frumpy flannel pajamas and I even had the hots for you when
you had those on. I would lie in bed at night and I couldn't hear
what you girls were saying but I could always hear your laugh. I
love your laugh. I would lie awake for hours just to hear you
laugh. I love your pretty face and your sexy body. What scared me
was the idea that you were allowed to date now that you are
sixteen and I just knew that you were going to start going out
with some dumb kid in your class and I would never even get a
chance to ask you out. What scared me even more was that I had
these kinky fantasies and I knew that you were much too nice to
have anything to do with a pervert like me."
I kissed his chest and ran my hands over him and then I asked,
"Do you still think I'm so nice now that you know all about me? I
mean, now you know that you can have me and do those things that
turn you on with me do you...?"
Greg pulled me up on top of him and stared up at me. I saw the
look in his eyes and I realized that it was real. He did love me.
He loved me as much as I loved him. I felt the tears coming again
and I knew how ugly I looked when I was crying so I buried my
face in his neck and kissed him and cried and told him I loved
him all at once.
He held me tight and said, "I adore you Mya. Please don't ever
change."
I heard a noise and glanced over to see my mother in my bedroom
door. I had forgotten all about my parents coming home!
I wondered how she was going to react to seeing me like this but
I saw her smile and I knew. Greg didn't know though. He started
to panic. I smiled up at him and said, "Relax Greg, it's okay."
I turned back to my mother and said, "Hi mom. Come on in."
She came in and I don't know if she remembered Greg or if Tyler
had told her he was up here. She smiled at him and said, "Hi
Greg. I suppose this means that everyone's homework is done?"
I laughed and said, "I don't know about his, mine is."
I finally rolled off Greg and sat up and he sat up quickly and
held his hands over his crotch.
Mom smiled and said, "It's okay Greg. I've seen lots of those.
You have a very nice one. You don't have to be embarrassed."
Greg was having trouble accepting the fact that he wasn't about
to die. It got even harder for him when my father came in. Greg
was turning white now.
Dad said, "Hi Greg."
Then he turned to me and said, "Tyler just showed us those shots
that he took this afternoon Mya. They are fantastic. I take it
that you are excited about the exhibition?"
I nodded and said, "If it's legal for someone my age to sign a
release. I think it would be wonderful."
Dad smiled and said, "I think it will be legal. Your mother and I
may have to give our permission as well. I'll check with our
lawyer on Monday."
I thanked him and then I said, "I have something to ask you. Greg
said that he would like to be there when I lost my virginity. Is
that possible?"
Dad said, "Tyler told us what happened this afternoon. He showed
us the pictures too. I have to tell you Greg, you have a hell of
a lot more self control than I do. I would have fucked her. So, I
take it that you two have 'found each other'?"
I smiled and nodded.
Dad asked, "And you have talked? You have a pretty good idea of
what you are getting into?"
I said, "It turns out that we share a lot of fantasies dad, just
like you and mom. I know we are still kind of young. But we have
had the hots for each other for years and didn't even know we had
that in common."
Dad said, "You are young, but your mother and I were younger when
we started. We both knew what we wanted too. It has worked out
pretty well so far."
Dad turned to mom and asked, "What do you think dear? You like
that young stuff. Do you want to invite Greg to Mya's coming out
party?"
Mom smiled and said, "I think that would be a wonderful idea.
Greg, we have a small party planned for tomorrow afternoon. We
would love to have you. If nothing else you will find out if the
things that you fantasize about really turn you on. Are you sure
you want to be there?"
Greg finally managed to smile and said, "I have never been caught
in a girl's bedroom with no clothes on before. I never imagined
it would be like this! This is so weird."
My parents both laughed.
Greg said, "Yes ma'am. I very much want to be there when Mya
loses her virginity. Thank you for inviting me. And thank you for
being so cool."
Mom said, "You are quite welcome." Then she turned to me and
said, "Now, I have to go take care of Tyler. I understand that
you left him with a bad case of blue balls so that you could be
alone with Greg."
I smiled and said, "I'm going to make it up to him mom."
Mom said, "You can make it up to him later. Go ahead and relax
with Greg. Talk for a while." Then she looked at his cock which
had begun to grow again and she said, "And it looks like you are
going to have to do something about that again. You can't send
him home like that."
Dad said, "When you kids are through screwing around we'll send
out for pizza. Come on down when you get hungry."
My parents left and Greg collapsed back onto my bed. He
exclaimed, "I'll be a son of a bitch! I thought I was going to
die! My whole life flashed in front of my eyes! There wasn't much
there."
I slid down to the floor and wedged his legs apart. I leaned down
and kissed his thighs and said, "They are pretty cool aren't
they?"
I began to lightly kiss his balls and his quickly growing cock
and between kisses I said, "You know Greg, I have sucked my dad's
cock, and tomorrow, I don't even know what is going to happen. I
don't know who is going to fuck me for the first time or how many
people are going to fuck me. I'm glad you are going to be there,
and I guess you will get to fuck me, but I don't know what kind
of shit you will see me do, or have done to me. Do you think you
can handle that?"
He said, "The only problem I am going to have is going to sleep
tonight with the images I will have dancing through my poor
brain."
I continued kissing him and I said, "There is another problem you
will have to deal with. You know those pictures we took today are
for an exhibition in an art gallery in New York. There is no way
that won't get out. Pretty soon every kid in school is going to
know that I have posed in the nude for Tyler. Then they are going
to scour the internet and sooner or later those pictures are
going to turn up. Every kid in school is going to know what I
look like naked."
Greg said, "Yeah. Does that make you as hot as it does me?"
I laughed and he said, "Every guy in that fucking school is going
to be jealous of me. They are going to see your beautiful tits
and your hot ass and your sweet cunt and they are going to want
you so bad. And you know what? I'm going to let some of them have
you."
I actually had a small orgasm when he said that!
"You're going to fuck other guys and suck their cocks, but I'm
going to love you. You are going to be mine from now on. I'll do
everything I can to make you happy. But we are going to play some
games."
He lifted his head and looked at my face and said, "You like
that, don't you? That makes you just as hot as it does me. We
were made for each other Mya. Just like your parents were made
for each other."
I quit fucking around then and took his cock into my mouth. I
didn't just suck his cock, I devoured it. I attacked it. I gave
him the best blowjob that he will ever get in his life. Just
before he started to cum I drew back until just the head of his
cock was in my mouth and I finished him off with my hand so that
I could hold all of his cum in my mouth.
He came hard. And even though he had just had an orgasm a few
minutes ago he filled my mouth with cum. I had always had a crush
on him, but right at this moment, and for the rest of my life, I
loved him so much it hurt. As my mouth filled up I savored the
taste of his essence and it was delicious. It was the sweetest
cum I had ever tasted and I loved it. I held it in my mouth and
nuzzled his cock gently with my face for a long time before I
finally swallowed and smiled up at him and said, "I love you
Greg. I love you so much."
He pulled me up over him and held me tight. He kissed me for the
longest time and said, "I'm going to marry you Mya. I know we are
young and we have to wait. But I am going to marry you."
I pressed my face against his neck and whispered, "Damn you!"
He asked, "What?!"
I said, "I never cry! I'm not a crying female! But you have made
me cry three times this afternoon. I belong to you now baby. I'll
do anything you want. Any time, any place, with anyone, because I
love you. I adore you. Well, that and because I enjoy these kinky
games as much as you do."
I bit his neck and we both laughed. Then we just lay there in
each other's arms for a long time. Neither one of us wanted to
get up. We could have stayed like that all night.
After a long silence Greg said, "I wonder what Diane is going to
say."
"Diane won't be surprised. She knows I have a crush on you. Well,
she won't be surprised about me. She might be surprised about
you. She had no idea that you liked me. Or at least if she did
she didn't tell me."
Greg said, "She doesn't know. I was afraid that she would think I
was a perv for having a crush on one of her friends, especially
when we were younger. She is going to be surprised. I hope she
isn't pissed."
I chuckled and said, "You probably don't know your sister very
well either Greg. Did you know that she found your dad's stash of
dirty magazines and we read them cover to cover for years?"
Greg laughed and said, "No. I thought I was the only one that
knew about those. If you found a bunch of pages stuck together
when you were reading them it wasn't dad's fault. Those magazines
were my sex life for years growing up."
I laughed and said, "Us too!"
"Us!" Greg exclaimed.
I said, "I know what you are thinking. Sorry dude. We never
touched each other. But all three of us masturbated to those
letters and stories."
"Would you like to?" he asked.
At first I didn't realize what he was asking. Then it dawned on
me. Would I like to have sex with another girl? I didn't even
have to think about it. I had fantasized on many occasions about
our little masturbation parties going farther than just
masturbating in the same room. I had watched my two friends
discreetly as they held Mr. Dyke's dirty magazines up to their
faces and played with themselves and wondered what it would be
like to touch another girl. That was a common theme in those
magazines and it never failed to excite me. The question was
whether or not I had the nerve to admit it to Greg.
But then I realized how silly that was. We shared the same
fantasies. He would surely think that was sexy. I smiled and
said, "I have thought about it. I used to look at your sister and
at Linda while they were playing with themselves. I read those
stories about women having wild sex in those magazines and they
turned me on. But I don't think I would ever have the nerve to
make a pass at a woman. Hell, I didn't have the nerve to make a
pass at you!"
"What about your mom?" he asked. "She's pretty hot. I bet she'd
like to get it on with you."
"I don't know," I replied. "I never thought about that. I guess
it wouldn't be any weirder than getting it on with my dad. I
suppose I could get into it if she started it. I couldn't be the
instigator though."
Greg said, "I wouldn't be surprised if it came up tomorrow at
your coming out party. If it doesn't I guess I'll have to set
something up. Maybe it's time to start dropping hints to Diane. I
guess I don't know her as well as I thought I did."
That made me nervous. "Please, don't tell her that I told you
about our little jerk off sessions. I wouldn't want her to think
that she couldn't trust me."
He kissed me and said, "Don't worry. I'll keep your secrets. All
of them."
Greg rolled me over onto the bed beside him and sat up. He looked
at my body for a few moments and caressed me lightly for a minute
and then he said, "I hate to say this, but I guess we had better
get dressed and go downstairs. I would hate to get down there and
find your family had died of starvation."
We got up and he went back to Tyler's room for his clothes. I
pulled on a pair of shorts and a top and we went downstairs
together.
I walked Greg out to his car and we kissed and held each other
for a long time. I was ready to take him back inside when he
finally let me go and stepped back. He looked down at me and saw
how turned on I was. He laughed and said, "Don't worry. I'm sure
that one of the guys in that house would be happy to help you out
with your little problem. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you."
I stood on my toes and kissed him and said, "I love you Greg. And
after tomorrow I am going to fuck you to death."
He laughed and said, "Good. That's how I want to go. Goodnight."
After Greg left I went back inside and everyone was sitting in
the kitchen staring at me and smiling. I tried to be cool but I
couldn't. I ran to my mother and put my arms around her neck and
said, "Oh god! I'm in love!"
Mom said, "That's nice dear, what do you want on your pizza?"
That cracked everyone up.
Mom put her arms around me and said, "I'm so happy for you dear.
He seems very nice. Just keep in mind that you are both very
young and this is your first love. It would be nice if it lasted
forever but most of the time love doesn't work that way. But you
don't have to worry about that now. Enjoy it while you can. I
hope he is your first and last."
I went over to Tyler and hugged him and said, "I owe you big time
little brother. I am so going to fuck your socks off."
Tyler smiled and said, "Shhh, I think our parents are
listening."
I bit him on the nose and said, "Extra cheese and pepperoni, same
as always."
Tyler called the pizza place and after the pizza arrived we sat
out by the pool with a bottle of wine and enjoyed a quiet
evening. Despite all of my efforts to find out anything about
what they had planned for tomorrow they still wouldn't tell me
anything.
We ate our pizza and sipped our wine and then we all got
undressed and went skinny dipping before we went inside for the
evening. It was totally non-sexual this evening, just a relaxing
evening in the pool. I thought it was cool that we could do that.
I did check out my mother though, and I wondered what it would be
like to have sex with another woman, her for example. I thought
it might be pretty exciting.
We went to bed early that night. Mom said that I had a long day
ahead of me. When we got upstairs I followed Tyler into his room
and walked over to his desk. I took a blank sheet of paper and
wrote out, "I.O.U. Big time!"
I stood up and went over to him and hugged him with all of my
might. Then I handed him the I.O.U. and said, "I mean it Tyler.
Thank you."
He smiled and said, "Trust me. I'm going to use it. But just
seeing you this happy is a trip. You weren't this excited when
you got the Vette!"
I laughed and said, "Greg is a better ride."
He chuckled and asked, "Are you nervous about tomorrow?"
I shook my head. I really wasn't. In fact, I was looking forward
to it. But more than what was going to happen tomorrow, I was
looking forward to the freedom of no longer being a virgin. That
tiny piece of tissue just inside the entrance to my vagina could
be a terrible burden. I would be so glad when it was gone.
I kissed Tyler one last time and said goodnight. I went to my
room and undressed and went to bed in the nude again. It was a
lot more comfortable that way than wearing my pajamas.
I was tired, but it seemed to take me a long time to get to sleep
that night. Once I was asleep though I slept like a log. I didn't
wake up until almost nine. I never slept that late, not even
during our summer vacation.
I got up and put on my robe and went downstairs. Mom and dad were
already eating breakfast out by the pool. Tyler had finished
breakfast and was out in the garage drooling over his Porsche.
I wasn't hungry. I just had a glass of juice. I asked what the
schedule was and dad said, "You need to be showered and dressed
by about 12:15. We'll be leaving at 12:30."
"Where are we going?" I asked, although I knew they wouldn't tell
me.
Mom just smiled and said, "I'll help you pick out your outfit."
I growled in frustration and they just smiled. Then mom asked,
"Are you nervous?"
I shook my head. I said, "Tyler asked me that last night. I'm
not. I'm actually looking forward to it, for two reasons. This
mysterious deflowering you have planned is kind of exciting. But
mostly I am so looking forward to being rid of that damned little
piece of tissue that everyone seems to place so much importance
on. If you step back and put things in perspective it's all
pretty damned silly."
Mom smiled and said, "Amen! But you can't change the world dear.
We can, however, make losing it interesting."
We sat and talked until 11:30. Mom asked me to go get Tyler and
tell him to get his camera gear together and put it in dad's car.
Then we were to take a shower. I got up and went out to the
garage and passed the instructions on to Tyler. He said his gear
was already in the car so I invited him to join me for a nice hot
shower. He seemed to think that was a good idea and we headed
upstairs.
We had plenty of time so we undressed and took a very long,
sensual shower. There was a lot of soaping up and rubbing in all
of the interesting places. We stopped just before we turned into
prunes.
After we were dry we went to our rooms and a few minutes later
mom showed up to pick out my clothes for the afternoon. She
started with the dark green panties that had looked so good in
those pictures last week. Then she went to my closet and looked
through my clothes for a few minutes before coming out of my
closet empty handed and saying, "Wait here. I have an idea."
She went downstairs and came back a few minutes later with a tiny
black slip. She helped me put it on and then adjusted the straps.
The top was a little loose, mom's breasts were larger than mine,
but it wasn't noticeable and after the straps were adjusted it
looked just fine. When she stepped back and told me to turn
around and I finally realized that the slip was all that I was
getting I felt a rush of excitement. The idea of going out like
this was so fucking hot!
I walked over to my mirror and looked at myself. I was hot! Damn!
I wanted to fuck me!
It was just long enough that my panties didn't show below the
hem. The bra portion was all lace and if you looked close you
could make out my hard little nipples. The bottom two inches was
a lace pattern that matched the bra and if you looked close you
could just make out the dark green of the crotch of my panties
through the lace. I looked like an underage hooker. Greg was
going to cum in his pants when he saw this!
Mom had me brush my hair again and then we went downstairs. Greg
and Tyler were waiting in the living room with dad. When we came
in all three of them whistled.
Dad got up and came over and turned me around with my back to
him. I felt him attaching some kind of leather cuff to my arm
just above the elbow. Then he pulled my arms together behind my
back and attached another cuff to my other elbow. There was a
short chain joining the cuffs and I was now helpless. Dad then
pulled a blindfold down over my eyes and the only thing I was
aware of for the next few minutes was Tyler taking some pictures.
Tyler and Greg then got on either side of me and guided me out to
the car. No one was talking but Greg and Tyler were playing with
me on the way. I was a little uncomfortable with my arms
restrained behind my back but I sat forward on the seat a little
and it wasn't too bad. I don't know if they were purposefully
distracting me or just having fun but my idea of trying to get
some idea of where we were going went right out the window as the
boys toyed with my nipples and ran their hands up my thighs and
teased the crotch of my panties.
When dad finally parked the car I had no idea where we were or
how long it had taken us to get there.
I heard mom get out of the car. The rest of us sat quietly for a
few minutes. I guess mom went in to make sure everything was
ready. A minute later the rest of us got out and I was led into a
building. I couldn't tell if it was a house or a place of
business or anything. There were no sounds but the sounds we were
making.
We went down a short hallway and then I was carefully led down a
narrow set of stairs. The floor was bare cement for a short
distance and then we entered a room and I was brought to a stop.
No one spoke but I could hear the sounds of other people in the
room. I couldn't tell how many. I couldn't tell anything about
them. I just heard breathing and the occasional rustle of
clothing as people moved around me.
I heard Tyler setting up his camera and lights and then the hand
holding my arm, Greg's hand, released me. I heard Greg step back
and as soon as he did other hands began to touch me. They were
large, male hands and they were not gentle.
I couldn't tell how large the group of men was but I heard them
around me and I could just picture what I must look like being
helpless and surrounded by a group of horny adult men who were
here to take advantage of me, to fuck me. I knew I was safe. I
was helpless, but I was brought here by people that loved me and
were watching over me, so I wasn't scared. It was all very
erotic. As the hands groped my breasts through the slip and
lifted it to grip my ass and cup my mound through my underwear I
was being roughly turned and pushed and pulled. This was
definitely my kind of foreplay.
Two large hands grabbed the bodice of the slip and jerked
violently and it tore all the way down the front. I gasped at the
suddenness, the violence of it. The slip hung from the cuffs
behind my back and as hands groped my bare breasts and pulled
roughly on my nipples other hands roughly removed my panties.
Several large fingers entered my very wet pussy and explored my
hymen and several more were forced into my back passage. If this
kept up much longer I was going to have an orgasm just from
standing here being groped!
I can't say how long I stood there helpless or how many people
were exploring my body. I also couldn't say for sure if all the
hands were male, but I had that impression. I was a helpless,
young, naked, virgin female surrounded by older males and I had
been brought here by my parents so that they could fuck me!
I felt someone unfasten the chain holding my arms together behind
my back and I was lifted by strong hands and placed on something.
I couldn't tell if it was some kind of table or bench or
something. It was padded and it was cool on my back as they
placed me on it. I was held in place as my feet were placed in
stirrups and my legs spread wide. I had the impression that I was
on something like the table in a doctor's office except narrower.
My arms were lifted over my head and spread wide and tied down
and a strap went around my waist. The only part of my body I
could move was my head. The hands began to grope my body again
but I heard someone undressing and then I felt a nude body
between my thighs.
I thought, "This is it!" But it wasn't. It was starting, but this
was a female body. She bent down over me and kissed my stomach
and I felt her naked breasts on my legs. I felt her lips and her
tongue on my stomach and the hands that had been groping me
pulled back. Everyone was watching the woman as she kissed around
my mound. I felt her long hair on my stomach and my thighs as she
sank down between my thighs and began to eat my pussy while
everyone watched.
I came almost immediately. But she didn't stop. Her tongue
continued to explore my virgin pussy just as I was about to cum
again someone lifted my head and the support for my head was
removed. My head dropped down and I felt the tip of a cock at my
lips.
I opened my mouth and as I took the cock into my mouth and down
my throat I felt my nipples enveloped in two mouths. I felt a
beard on one side and I was pretty sure that both were male. I
had decided that my mother and I were the only females here,
though I didn't really have any evidence of that. I was convinced
that the tongue in my pussy was my mother's though.
I had another orgasm just as the man in my mouth came. I was
given just enough time to swallow before the next cock entered my
mouth. I kind of lost track but by the time I was finished I was
pretty sure that either eight or nine men had fucked my mouth. I
knew that one of the cocks that I sucked was Greg's and I was
pretty sure that I recognized Tyler too. I assumed that my father
was one of the others. That left either five or six men had been
waiting her for us, but I had no idea who they were.
The mouth at my pussy and the mouths working at my nipples kept
me aroused the entire time and by the time I had sucked off all
of the men I was ready to scream for someone to fuck me.
At last the lips and tongue which had been teasing my pussy
disappeared and I felt a long hard cock slide over the tight
cleft between my thighs. "At last!" I thought. I was finally
going to get fucked!
I had the fleeting thought that I hoped it was Greg. But at that
moment I really didn't care all that much. I just really needed a
cock in my pussy.
The cock slid through my slit, teasing me for the longest time
before the head of it slipped inside of me. I moaned in pleasure
and tried to lift my hips and take more of it in but I couldn't.
Whoever it was continued to tease me, sliding the head of his
cock in a little deeper and then pulling back. I heard myself
making noises that didn't even sound human. I twisted against the
straps holding me tightly in place and helpless and I begged
whoever it was to fuck me. I pleaded with the man between my legs
to stop teasing me and put it in.
I felt it rest against my hymen for just a second longer and then
with one last, surprisingly easy push it was over. I had built
this moment up in my mind for years. I had heard that it was
going to be so painful. It was nothing! I don't know if it was
all of the foreplay or if I just didn't have much in the way of a
hymen, but it was gone in a second with just a light pinch. If I
had not been concentrating so hard on it I might not have even
noticed!
I sighed in pleasure and relief as the cock sank into my body and
I felt it deep inside of me. It felt wonderful! I was so
stretched, so full. Whoever was fucking me waited, I suppose he
was giving me time to adjust.
I didn't need time. I didn't need to adjust. I screamed at him to
fuck me. I needed it so bad right then. There was a tiny twinge
of discomfort, I couldn't call it pain, those first few strokes
and then it was just pure pleasure as that wonderful cock fucked
me. My first cock, my first fuck! God it felt great!
As someone fucked me I felt fingers teasing my breasts and
playing with my nipples, but I hardly noticed. I was focused
completely on the cock plowing in and out of my pussy. My whole
world was focused on where my body joined with the body of some
man and I didn't even know who it was. I didn't care who it was.
It was the most wonderful feeling in the world.
As he fucked me his fingers moved over my stomach and my thighs,
touching me lightly everywhere, everywhere but my clit. His body
moved against me faster and faster and I could tell that he would
cum soon and I was afraid that I wouldn't. I was so close and I
really wanted to cum. I heard the man fucking me gasp and just
then fingers brushed lightly over my clit and that was it. That
was just what I needed, just when I needed it. I screamed and my
body tensed up and I felt my pussy grip his hard, pistoning cock
and we came together. Oh god I love sex!
There was a moment of disappointment. For years I had read those
stupid letters and stories and all these women saying they felt
their pussies filling up with cum. I didn't feel it. But I knew
that for the first time I had man's cum in my pussy and it was so
exciting. I shivered in ecstasy as the man inside of me stopped
his violent motion and came to rest with his cock buried in me.
I heard him gasping for breath as he leaned over me and then
slowly pull his cock out of me. I expected his place to be taken
immediately by another but I had another surprise in store for
me. As the man who had just fucked me came around to my head and
placed his cock against my lips the woman who had eaten me out
earlier bent down and licked my pussy clean!
I gasped at the touch of her tongue on my sensitive pussy and
when I did the cock that had just taken my virginity entered my
mouth. That probably sounds pretty gross, but it actually wasn't.
I thought it was pretty hot! I was still sucking on it gently
when the second cock of the afternoon entered me. I couldn't be
sure, but I was almost positive that the cock in my mouth, the
cock that had taken my virginity, was Greg. My pussy juices were
mixed with his cum on his cock as he put it in my mouth but I was
pretty sure that it tasted like him. Whether it was or not I
sucked on it lovingly as the second cock began building up
speed.
I had a lot of orgasms over the next fifteen or twenty minutes.
The fucking lasted for a lot longer but after a while it was just
pleasant. I couldn't cum anymore. I didn't get sore though. I
thought I would and I was surprised that it was just fun after
that. It was exciting being fucked by one cock after another and
not even knowing who was fucking me, who was seeing me naked, who
was sticking his just fucked cock in my mouth to be cleaned while
my mother cleaned my freshly fucked pussy with her mouth.
I'm not sure if I could have done what she was doing. I mean,
yuck! I had sucked all these guys off and swallowed their cum.
But eating it out of some other girl's pussy? I don't know if I
could do that. I guess mom's a better slut than I am.
I was glad when it was all over. I wasn't sore. I was just tired
of being held in one position for so long. I dearly wanted to
stretch my arms and legs. After the last man fucked me and my
mother had eaten his cum out of me they began to unfasten the
straps holding me in place.
I felt someone lift my head and the head support was lifted back
in place. Someone helped me sit up and the blindfold was removed.
I couldn't see for a second. I had been blindfolded for hours. As
my eyes adjusted to the light I looked around and saw that my
mother was, as I suspected, the only other female in the room.
She was smiling at me with a strange look on her face. I realized
that after what had just happened she must be super horny. I had
been getting all the cocks in the room.
I looked around and saw my father, Tyler and Greg. Greg was
holding me up and allowing me to lean against him for support. I
recognized two of the men that had just fucked me. One of them
was Mr. Citro. He had been my teacher last year. Tyler was in his
class this year. I didn't even know my parents knew him! It was
the other that was the big surprise. Mr. Dyke! My best friend's
father! My new boyfriend's father! Greg's dad had fucked me! How
weird is that?!
I was introduced to Tony. He was Ken's uncle. He owned a couple
of adult businesses in town. He owned an adult book store where
my parents and their friends got most of their "toys" and a strip
club where I later learned that my mother danced from time to
time, just for the hell of it.
One of the other men was dad's friend, the owner of the
dealership where he got Tyler's Porsche and his Mercedes. The
other three were men that I hadn't met before.
After I was introduced to all of the men that had just fucked me
I finally noticed the room that we were in. It was set up like a
dungeon with bare rock walls and strange devices everywhere I
looked.
I looked around and said to Tyler, "I bet we could get some great
shots in here!"
He laughed and said, "I sure did!"
I looked at Greg and as our eyes met I asked, "Are we still
okay?"
I didn't have to ask though. I saw in his face that he loved me,
even after seeing me fucked by eight other guys. I guess the
reality was just as much fun as the fantasy for both of us.
There was a little conversation as I got acquainted with the men
that I had just had sex with until my mother said politely,
"Excuse me, BUT WOULD SOMEBODY PLEASE FUCK ME???"
Everyone laughed and Greg helped me stand up. My legs were kind
of weak still and he held me up and we moved out of the way. My
father removed the handcuffs that my mother was wearing behind
her back and he helped her up onto the table and we watched her
take on their friends.
As the first of the six cocks prepared to enter my mother I
looked around and saw that there were three movie cameras on
tripods that had been filming everything. I guess they were going
to splice them all together into a movie. Tyler was moving around
with his still camera getting lots of sexy close-ups. I was
looking forward to seeing me losing my virginity.
I stood nearby watching as the first cock slowly entered my
mother's pussy. It was amazing to watch. Greg was standing behind
me and teasing my body with his hands as we watched Mr. Dyke fuck
my mother. We were so close we could have reached out and touched
them. It turned me on to see them like this. It turned me on that
a few minutes ago that had been me on that table and that cock
had been fucking me.
As I watched him fuck my mom he looked over at me and reached out
and took me from Greg. He put his arm around my shoulder and
played with my tit and said, "I want you to get down on your
knees and play with my balls and my ass while I fuck your mom
Mya."
I felt kind of funny doing this with Mr. Dyke. I had known him
since I was ten years old. I had slept at his house dozens of
times. And then I thought, "And I have masturbated to his porn
collection!"
That made me laugh and suddenly I didn't feel so strange. I got
down and rested one hand on his thigh and teased his balls while
my other hand reached around and I gently wedged a finger into
his ass. I had already learned how much guys like that.
I teased his ass and his balls but I stared at that place where
his body joined my mother's. I watched as his cock slammed in and
out of her and she grunted with pleasure around the cock that was
now fucking her mouth.
It took a while, Mr. Dyke had already cum in my mouth and my
pussy, but with my help he fucked my mother to a couple of
obviously very nice orgasms. I stared at her pussy as he pulled
out of her. This was the first time I had seen it up close like
this. There was a lot of moisture but I was surprised at how
tight she looked for a woman who was my mother's age and had
given birth to two kids. She had a very pretty pussy. I watched
as a small trail of milky white cum seeped out of her and I
noticed everyone looking at me.
They were waiting to see what I was going to do. No one was
making me do anything, at least not yet. But I knew what they
wanted to see.
I glanced at Greg and he just smiled. I knew it was up to me. I
moved closer and I could feel the tension in the room as nine men
watched to see what I would do. I wasn't sure I could do it. Not
until I leaned down and touched my tongue to her juicy slit and
scooped up my future father-in-law's cum from my mother's pussy.
I held it on my tongue for a moment and realized that it tasted
no different than it had when I had taken it directly from the
source. I wasn't sure how I felt about what I was doing, but I
knew that Greg wanted me to do it. That was all I had to know. I
leaned back down and began to lick my mother's pussy clean just
like she had for me after each of the men had fucked me.
I could tell that she appreciated it. She was bouncing around on
that table and moaning like crazy around the cock that was still
in her throat. She came again while I was eating her pussy and
then another man stepped up and I helped him put his cock in my
mother.
As he fucked her I caressed his balls and teased his ass just
like I had done for Mr. Dyke. When he was finished I ate her
clean again and then I helped again as my dad stepped up and took
a turn.
The last one to fuck her was Greg. After he fucked her and pulled
out I sucked his cock clean lovingly and then I ate mom clean
again. The others had all cum in her mouth. There wasn't another
hard cock in the room.
Mom remained stretched out on the table and caught her breath.
She was covered with sweat and her breasts were heaving. I
admired her still perfect body and promised myself that I would
stay just as beautiful and just as sexy as she was and we would
continue to entertain these dirty old men for years to come.
Greg helped me back to my feet and held me tight. He kissed me
passionately, which must have been difficult for him, my face was
a mess. He told me he loved me and I hugged him with all of my
might. I whispered in his ear, "You were my first, weren't you?"
He smiled and nodded. I had thought that it didn't matter, but I
was glad that it was Greg. And as strange as it probably sounds,
I was glad it was here like this, in this strange room with these
strange people. And I was glad it was on film.
Tyler finally put his cameras away and he and dad helped mom up.
We went upstairs and I found myself naked in a room full of naked
people in a normal house. It turned out we were in Tony's house.
He had furnished the dungeon from his suppliers for his Adult
Book and Toy Store. He was divorced and lived alone for the
moment. This is where mom and dad came once ever month or two to
"play". And now Greg and I would be joining them.
I learned that Mrs. Dyke also came once in a while, but not very
often. I wondered more than ever about involving Diane in our
games. I was her best friend, but I didn't know how she would
react to...this.
It took Tyler almost a month to take enough pictures for the
exhibition. He sent a few of the bondage type, but most of them
were just arty pictures of me in the nude or seminude. The
exhibition was hugely popular and the photographs sold for
outrageous prices. I was right about the local publicity. It was
a big story locally and within weeks there were pictures of me on
the internet.
Most of the kids at school were pretty cool about it. There were
some crude remarks from a few guys. But once they realized that
they were just drawing attention to their own immaturity they
stopped. One guy had a little too much to drink at a party one
weekend and thought that I must be pretty easy if I would pose
for those pictures. Greg taught him some manners and that never
happened again.
I still pose for Tyler from time to time. But much to everyone's
amusement, once he got to be famous the girls at school are after
him all the time to get him to take pictures of them. More than a
few of their parents as well!
Greg and I spend nearly every waking moment together when we
aren't in class. He almost lives at my house. He even sleeps over
a lot. It helps that his dad is so cool. He, Greg I mean, has
shared me with a few of his friends. But we do that for our
pleasure, not theirs. It excites us both. Mostly though, when we
are having sex it is just Greg and I making love. He has gotten
very, very good at it.
We have dropped a few hints with Diane but that doesn't seem to
be going anywhere. Greg's mom has showed up at a couple of our
dungeon parties at Tony's house and she seems to enjoy herself
but Greg says that she always seems to feel funny about it for a
few days afterwards and she really isn't comfortable with the
idea, especially now that her son is one of the men involved.
Greg graduates from high school this year and we are dreading
that. He is going to a nearby college, at least until I graduate
the following year, so that we can be together. We haven't
decided where we want to go yet.
Tyler has already had job offers from some pretty prestigious
magazines but my parents are insisting that he go to college
before he goes to work. He has mixed emotions about that. He
likes school and he knows he needs the education, but he loves
his photography. He has already heard from several schools with
good art departments and has several scholarship offers.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot. My brother is published now. He put
together a book with a hundred pictures of me. I was wearing
clothes in some of them, but not most of them. You wouldn't
believe how many lawyers got involved in that!
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