Television Guy's Sex Stories
Volume 2:  Seventh Heaven
Rating:    NC-17
Pairings:  Lucy/Simon, inc, first
           Ruthie/Simon, inc, oral
           Ruthie/Simon, inc, first
Summary:   Lucy decides Simon needs an outlet for his teenage urgings. 
           Even though it means cleaning up quite a few messes, his 
           cute affection is more than enough compensation. They let 
           their incestuous affair blossom jubilantly, until Ruthie 
           discovers what's going on and lets her brother silence her 
           with love. Afterwards, the two finally do the deed as well, 
           only to be discovered by Mary!


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			|Chapter 1 - Family Secrets|
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    She had really started the whole thing. That's why Lucy Camden 
never felt guilty about what she was doing with her brother. They were 
both teenagers, with all the natural urges and desires as should be. So 
what if she was fucking him on a daily basis? It was so easy for her to 
do this one little thing, and it made him *so* happy. And even when the 
middle Camden daughter was feeling too tired to romp, Simon had always 
managed to sweet-talk his way into her pants.


    It had all began when she let her own sexual impulses get the best 
of her. Back then, she'd been sharing a room with Mary, and when her 
big sister had left for school early one day to work on a science 
project, Lucy had been overjoyed in her own solitude. Immediately her 
fingers went to work furiously diddling the secret place she'd recently 
discovered between her legs. The pubescent female lasted all of two 
minutes before she erupted in a silent scream, pouring girl cream all 
over her hot little hand.

    Since all of her masturbatory experience had been confined to the 
bathtub until now, she had no idea that orgasm was such a messy 
activity. Although Lucy knew that Simon was probably in the shower now, 
she couldn't bear to go down to breakfast with that tell-tale scent all 
over her hands announcing to everyone that she was a slave to her 
hormones. Despite the stern taboo about disturbing the privacy of other 
family members, she would have to risk it.

    Lucy crept down the hallway from her room, holding the musky 
extremity behind her back lest anyone suddenly appear. At last 
satisfied she was alone, the nervous girl jiggled the doorknob of the 
bathroom door and vanished inside.

    "Thank goodness we also have a rule about no locked doors..." she 
thought with relief, feeling the accumulated steam fog her vision. The 
curtain was a dark green, opaque enough to obscure either from seeing 
the other, but she promptly sat on the toilet anyway. The tall sink 
fixture was large enough to hiding her lower half from view just in 
case, so she quickly went about her business without shame.

    Shucking her pajamas to the ground, Lucy reached for the toilet 
paper and lightly dabbed her soaked blonde curls. Her graceful pubes 
were now dreadfully matted together, most unbecoming of a woman. With a 
frown she continued, wrapping the tissue around her finger to voyage 
ever-so-gently into her passage to clean the residual fluid from there 
as well.

    Satisfied with the appearance of her genitals, Lucy pulled her 
bottoms up and held them to her waist, dropping the scented scrap into 
the water below. And then, as she'd done a hundred times before, the 
complacent teenager reached behind and flushed the bowl, completely 
forgetting Simon was a few feet away under the cascading water.

    Not even bothering to draw her pants closed, she turned towards the 
faucet to cleanse her hands, onto to find a large, blurry object moving 
towards her. Instinctively, she put up her hands to shield herself 
before being tackled to the ground.

    "LUCY!" he grimaced, his skin glowing red from the sudden influx of 
hot water into the tub. As Simon got up on his elbows, his anger 
dissipated as he gazed into her puzzled look with one of his own. He 
could tell she realized he was naked, and that greatly turned him on. 
The boy's scowl had quickly turned into jubilation once he realized her 
unclothed thighs were pressing up against his. This was an opportunity 
to let his hormones go wild and cop a feel of his shapely sis.

    "Get off of me, Simon..." the young girl ordered, a peculiar 
ticklish sensation on her rear preventing any further words from 
forming. With growing concern, she realized her unsecured jammies had 
fallen down in the tumble. It wasn't her pink nightclothes that his 
morning wood was pressing against, but her naked crotch!

    Feeling her golden fuzz tease the underside of his dick, Simon lost 
all semblance of control. "No, stop it!" Lucy protested when his hands 
began kneading her breasts through the thin shirt. "You... uhh... can't 
do this!"

    But Lucy's exposed vagina was more than enough to prod her brother 
into the nether world of debauchery. Regardless of what would happen, 
be it eternal contempt from his own sibling, banishment from the 
family, or even prison, this was the first chance he'd ever had to 
satisfy his primal desires. "I can't pass this up..." he thought, 
looking down to where their nude forms met.

    "Jesus, he's looking at my *pussy*!" Lucy's mind echoed, and she 
tried to worm her hips out from under him. The motions, however, only 
served to bringing the head of Simon's tool closer to his sister's pink 
opening. Lucy started freaking out when she felt the crown pass her 
clitoris, knowing there was nothing protecting her slit now. "You gotta 
stop..." she pled, already feeling her flower opening wide. "It's not 
right... you can't, you can't...!"

    "Sorry, Luce." Simon answered plainly while looking at her panicked 
eyes. "I can't help myself." Without any further delay, he slipped into 
her flower to the hilt. Instantly feeling a full sensation rocket up 
her pipes, the pinned female arched her back, shutting her eyes tight 
and letting a low "unnhhhhhhhh" loose from her lips.

    For a moment, the only sound echoing in the small room was the soft 
patter of water hitting the ceramic tiles. Lucy simply stared at the 
ceiling, trying to comprehend if what she thought had just happened 
actually had. When Simon began to move inside her, she knew it was for 
real.

    "Oh, Jesus..." she groaned, acutely aware the rigid mass had 
bottomed out inside her sensitive tunnel.

    While part of her wanted to continue to resist his advances, Lucy 
knew he didn't mean to hurt her. A virile teenager getting such an 
opportunity... who could blame him? The more Simon stuffed her limber 
quim, the less she felt like stopping him. The sheer exuberance on his 
cherubic face, the musical grunts he emitted each time her fleshy walls 
pulled at his prick... it all seemed like such a simple task now that 
she thought about it. She just had to lie here on her back, and let him 
enjoy something she was otherwise wasting.

    "Just don't... finish... in there..." she asked politely, 
innocuously peering down at the junction of their bodies.

    "What?" Simon pronounced groggily, as if awaking from a stupor. 
Looking on at her trusting face, now belatedly allowing his actions, he 
could hold out no longer. Before any cognizant thought could spur him 
to pull out, he was spreading his sticky seed all over her insides. 
Lucy relaxed in a smile as his face contorted in bliss, knowing it was 
her womanly endowments that were provoking him so.

    "That looked like fun." Lucy said once he was done, petting her 
baby brother's head as it rested on her chest.

    "Oh, I'm so sorry..." Simon sputtered, craning his neck to gaze 
directly at her. "It happened so fast, and I just couldn't..."

    "It's allright..." Lucy said soothingly, unable to wipe the amused 
grin off her face. "I'm not mad."

    "Then do you think maybe we could... do it again?" he inquired 
unabashedly, beaming as his partner blushed. "I wasn't able to help 
myself...  I needed it real bad. So, would you?"

    "We'll see, Simon..." Lucy promised, pressing a finger to his lips. 
But she already knew what her answer would be...

***

    Coming home from school that same day, Lucy had barely stepped into 
her bedroom before Simon barged in behind, brandishing his cock and a 
felicitous grin.

    "Please?" he implored desperately, his hands all over her hidden 
curves. With no good reason not to, the elder Camden gave in, and the 
two siblings bounced the bedsprings for a few passionate minutes. Once 
again, Simon was unable to hold back, gasping as he filled Lucy with 
thick, incestuous ropes of sperm.

    "You're going to have to stop doing that!" she remarked with a 
laugh when he pulled away. Red-faced, he quickly apologized and ducked 
back into his own room, heaving her to clean up the mess. It was 
actually easier this way, with no emotional attachment to the dirty 
deed. She felt that as a growing boy, he needed some outlet for his 
adolescent longings, and who was more suited to fulfill them needs than 
someone so easily accessible?

    Since that fateful day, they had settled into an unspoken schedule 
of screwing at least three times daily, and more whenever it could be 
squeezed in. First thing in the morning, Simon would creep into Lucy's 
room and hastily have a go at her semi-conscious form while the 
early-rising Mary was bathing. This was extremely enjoyable, for he 
could always explode in her belly knowing that she would eventually be 
able to douche once the bathroom was free. On more than one occasion, 
however, they ran a little late, and she had to go to school with a 
load of her brother's cream sloshing inside her panties.

    As soon as the two were reunited after classes, Simon was once 
again at work cajoling sex out of his sister. His endearing petitions 
were always successful in procuring access to Lucy's genitals. Once 
presented with her permission, of course, he ceased to plea and simply 
stuck it to her golden-clad burrow until he felt better.

    Simon at least *tried* to extract himself before climaxing in their 
afternoon fuck session, so he could blow his load into the wad of 
tissues Lucy always had ready on the nightstand. Many times, however, 
the youngest Camden son simply couldn't do without the joy of orgasm in 
his sibling's receptive womb. On those occasions, Lucy would sigh with 
a "boys will be boys" look and start bucking her hips. It she was going 
to have to deal with cleaning up her crotch, he might as well get a 
good bang out of it.

    After doing his thing, Simon would usually get up and give her a 
quick peck on the cheek, as if she'd merely paid him a compliment. 
That's all it was to him, a fun little thing boys and girls could do 
that made him feel real nice. Sometimes he'd entrench his hold on their 
relationship by muttering a quick "Thanks" or "Man, that was good!" 
More often than not, he would simply up and leave until the next time 
he got hard.

    Nighttime was always a special treat, because the two lovebirds 
could now use the privacy of the shower to do nasty things. That first 
week, Simon arranged for he and Lucy to have the first and last showers 
of the evening, so he could pump her privates twice. Their parents had 
quickly become suspicious at their offspring's sudden interest in 
bathing, though, and those interludes had to be cut back. Presently, 
the system was to alternate each day which of them would sneak in for  
hanky-panky.

    If either was going to be busy that night, Lucy would casually 
strip off all her garments and spread herself on the toilet, helping 
Simon fuck her until she was leaking white goo. When endowed with more 
time for naughty behavior, they would elaborately lather each other up 
in the water before going at it, the assenting female placing her back 
against the tile wall before letting Simon blast her silly. What she 
really liked about getting laid after hours was that he would sometimes 
play with her pert boobies while they coupled.

    These rituals made up the bulk of the middle Camdens' sex life, and 
the adolescents were only able to digress to more risque activities on 
rare occasions. If Lucy was doing the laundry and Simon found out, he 
would trot down to the basement, risking everything by bending her over 
the appliance and having his way. On the weekends when the other family 
members were more likely to be home, they had to get more creative, 
stealing conjugal interludes in whatever corners of the home that could 
be risked.

    Simon's all-time favorite scenario came about on those rarest of 
occasions when he and Lucy were totally alone. With a mischievous 
glint, he would ask to do the thing that turned him on the most. She 
never shied away, knowing how much it meant to him, and gladly peeled 
off her clothing in the living room as her sibling did the same. When 
they were both blissfully nude, he would mount her on the bare carpet, 
rutting without restraint.

    Doing the deed in such a public place brought the realization that 
their perverse act was visible to anyone who might happen to look 
through the windows. And of course, anyone who came home early would 
not be able to help discovering them mid-coital. It was that fear that 
excited him, and the titillating sight of Lucy having to cup her vagina 
afterwards so as to not drip any evidence onto the carpet.

***

    The pair had been going on like this for some time, including quite 
a few close calls. Having just watched her new roommate Ruthie sashay 
out the bedroom door for a pre-bedtime wash, Lucy thought she would 
have at least a half hour of quiet to peacefully study for her biology 
exam. But when she heard the door quickly open and shut again, the 
middle child knew that was not to be.

    "God, don't you ever give up?" she bemoaned from the bed, peeking 
over her shoulder to watch her boundless brother approach.

    "Not when I have such a willing sister..." the younger Camden 
replied, laying on top of the prone female and playfully humping her 
backside. "Come on," he asked nicely, giving her back an impromptu 
massage. "One quickie and then I'll leave you alone."

    "Yeah, until tomorrow!" Lucy snapped, smiling somewhat at the 
throbbing mass rubbing over her butt. "Fine, then." she huffed with 
perceptible annoyance. "Just hurry up before Ruthie gets back."

    No sooner had she uttered consent than eager hands wrapped around 
her waist, snapping her jeans open with practiced skill. As the weight 
left her body, she extended her legs, allowing Simon to pull her to the 
edge of the mattress so her behind hung over the edge. "Your favorite 
position..." the reverend's daughter mused, feeling the blue material 
slide off her delicate limbs.

    Her panties were exposed now... a mere cotton garment with tiny 
pink hearts sprinkled liberally about. While earlier on in the day she 
would been wearing a frilly white thing over her privates, twice 
accepting her brother's seed since dawn had forced her to switch to a 
less elegant pair before going to sleep. Not that Simon cared, anyway. 
He was still a fan of the ol' in-and-out, and never paid much attention 
to her intimates.

    With a soft "swish," the undies came down and he filled her passage 
with the usual force. Even though Lucy had never had an orgasm from her 
less-than-wholesome choice of partner, she couldn't deny that each time 
her cunt enveloped his stiffy, her teenage loins reacted slightly.

    As usual, their union did not last long. She lay there placidly 
accepting his cock, her boobs brushing up against the inside of her 
shirt with each jerk of her body. Simon was equally silent, focused on 
spreading her ass apart so he could get at the puffy hole beneath. 
Grunts and guttural noises became more frequent, and then he was 
shooting his sis full of spunk, completely without fanfare.

    "Ugh!" Lucy groaned, flipping around once he had left her. "You 
didn't even try to pull out this time!" She looked down at her muff, 
and the ooze flowing from her womanly door. "Now I'll have to stay like 
this until Ruthie gets out."

    "Well, I know how to pass the time..." Simon offered, the phrase 
sounding peculiarly rehearsed.

    "Oh yeah?" she answered with interest, holding her lower limbs wide 
apart so the cum wouldn't seep onto her bedsheets. "Whatcha gonna do?" 
She didn't seem the least bit embarrassed that she was still exposed, 
even though the passion had passed.

    The younger Camden lay on top of his sister, his pecker nestled in 
her yellow fuzz. "I want to make you come, too..."

    "Oh, Simon!" Lucy cooed. "You know I'm perfectly capable of doing 
that myself!"

    "That's not what I meant, Luce..." he persisted, leaning all the 
way over to give her a kiss. Not the usual cheek-smooch, but a 
full-blown, on-the-lips merging of their mouths. Lucy didn't physically 
object, but was left trembling and confused when he stopped. He had 
NEVER done that, and this was rapidly cracking the careful wall she'd 
managed to build between what they were doing and being *lovers*.

    Before her dizzy brain could formulate a response, Simon continued. 
"I want to make you as happy as you make me."

    "But, Simon..." Lucy stuttered as he pulled her up suddenly, 
thoughts of eloping and pregnancy and that horrible word "incest" 
flying about her consciousness. "I just... do this for you because you 
need it. You can't be falling in love with your own sister!"

    "Lucy..." he announced, pausing his crusade to drag her to the 
door. "I already have." Then, as the preteen girl swooned, Simon 
reached down, guiding himself to her wet box once again. His other hand 
was already snaking under her shirt, rubbing the often-neglected nubs. 
As the sensations built, this time from fingers other than her own, 
Lucy knew this was what she wanted.

    "Simon, make love to me..." Lucy gasped breathlessly, preparing for 
their first mutual orgasm.


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				|Chapter 2 - Busted|
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    Simon Camden ran up the stairs of his house, barely yelling a hello 
to his mother in the kitchen before vanishing out of sight. He tossed a 
heavy backpack into his room hurriedly, not even slowing down on the 
way to the end of the hall where his sister Lucy would no doubt be 
waiting.

    When he creaked open the door, she was on top of her sheets in a 
most unnatural position for any sibling to be caught - with a hand down 
the front of a pair of jogging pants and merrily touching her privates.

    "I missed you so much..." she said breathlessly when he entered, 
immediately getting up and running over to him. Before he could get 
more than a foot inside the room, she snaked her arms under his and 
wrapped them around the back of his head, meeting his lips in a deep 
kiss that was more erotic than either of their brothers and sisters 
ever thought to share.

    "What have you been doing today?" Simon asked curiously, sealing 
the threshold behind him with a well-placed kick. He could already feel 
her dragging him towards the bed, the pair slow-dancing over in an 
endearingly amateur fashion.

    "Besides playing with myself?" Lucy replied seductively, knowing 
how much dirty talk turned her brother on. "Trying to forget how 
annoying it is to leave for school without coming!"

    Her words dawned on Simon in a moment, and he suddenly fell into a 
deep expanse of woe. "I'm sorry Luce..." he apologized, holding her 
womanly frame to him just a foot away from the bunk. His hands wandered 
up and down her back, eventually coming to rest on her exquisite 
behind.

***

    Ever since Lucy and Simon had come to terms with the fact that the 
sex between them was no longer simply for pleasure and hinted at a 
deeper love, their daily ritual had become clockwork in precision. On 
school days, Mary would leave bright and early for basketball practice 
at the school gym, leaving them just enough time to get it on before 
Annie Camden came up to check that at least one of her teenagers in the 
shower and maintaining some semblance of hygiene.

    This morning, however, the careful routine had been shattered by an 
odd happenstance. Simon, after using his watch alarm to wake up at the 
usual time, strolled down the second-floor hallway into the room that 
Mary and Lucy shared, which was happily vacant of any other siblings at 
the time. Elated to see his sister still asleep, the blonde teenager 
snuck into bed with her, snaking his hands under every part of his 
partner's clothing to give her a very special wake-up.

    Snuggling close, Lucy exchanged copious amounts of saliva with 
Simon before rolling over on top of him. She hadn't rode his cock in 
quite a while, and was in the mood for some especially deep dicking. 
Without even bothering to remove her underwear entirely, she simply 
lowered the waistband enough for him to stick it in, and then began 
sliding up and down, her delicate box dripping more and more with each 
passing second.

    They humped for only a few minutes, slowly so as not to creak the 
bedsprings, and quietly so their parents wouldn't know their two 
darling angels were screwing like bunnies. Having woken up with his 
usual morning wood, Simon didn't take long to cum, sending his seed all 
the way inside Lucy's waiting belly. He was a much more considerate 
lover than his past self, however, and took it upon himself to try and 
stimulate his sis even more, so she could shake and tremble with orgasm 
as well.

    Lucy was just about to cream all over her brother's lap, his hands 
locked on her apricot-sized breasts, when the sound of the door opening 
shocked them both into near heart-attacks. She immediately fell flat 
onto Simon's sweaty chest, her own torso almost bursting with fright.

    The duo was lucky to have engaged in their hanky panky completely 
under the covers. When Annie opened the door to bring in a fresh load 
of laundry, she was flabbergasted at what she thought she saw - her 
daughter on her knees apparently diddling "down there" with practiced 
hands.

    Being much more reserved about self gratification than her preacher 
husband, especially since she had often done the same thing at a 
teenager, (and whenever Eric stayed at work too late) Annie stopped 
herself from saying anything. It was too late to escape unnoticed, 
however, because Lucy had already discovered she'd been caught.

    "Ohmygod, Mom!" she cried out in fright, turning a hot and flushed 
face. She was panicked now, imagining what it would be like to be 
thrown out of the house before she could even say "incest."

    But to her great relief, Annie simply collected herself, muttered 
something quick about resolving to knock from now on, and made an 
about-face. It took several seconds for the children to pull themselves 
together, and Simon made a hasty retreat back to his own room as soon 
as he could. For Lucy, though, it was too late to rectify the 
situation. Even if she'd mounted the bedpost and started pounding away, 
her brain was too fluttered from the scare to even consider allowing 
any stimulation to build.

***

    "I know how much you need it now..." Simon said, lowering his 
sister to the sheets. "But what did mom said after I left? Did she know 
we were doing it?"

    "She thought I was fingering myself." Lucy bemoaned, rolling her 
head back on the comforter. "We had a talk when I came home. Looks like 
it's okay to frig myself because it'll keep boys from putting their 
dinkeys in my boompy."

    Simon had to smirk at that. Not only from his sibling's use of 
their babyish words for each other's genitals, but from simple humor in 
the fact that the entire family was still blissfully unaware their 
offspring were gleefully engaging in a life of squalor.

    "So..." he began temptingly, putting a hand between Lucy's legs and 
rubbing forcefully. "Ready to finally get off?"

    "If you don't fuck me right now..." Lucy threatened mockingly, 
shoving one of his fingers right into her clit. "I'm might just bend 
over for Happy."

    "Watch what you wish for..." Simon warned, baring her bottom with a 
sweep of his hand. "Or I might just arrange it some day!"

    After letting Lucy snap the buttons on his jeans, Simon brought his 
briefs down, only managing to reach his knees before the urge to mate 
with his genealogical twin caught up. He plunged into her wet quim up 
to the hilt, pausing only to lock his arms on the bed next to his 
sister's shoulders. Once settled, he began giving it to her hard and 
fast, Lucy's yellow-clad orifice swallowing his rod with astonishing 
ease.

    "Oooh, yeah!" she grunted, feeling her libido fire up once again. 
"I think I'm going to come already!"

    True to her word, the limber middle Camden sister tensed up after 
only a few strokes, wrapping her legs around Simon's pistoning ass to 
keep herself steady. "Do you feel it?" she inquired woozily, already 
fuddled from the fireworks exploding in her crotch. "It's like I'm 
peeing all over you..." she garbled, falling into a trance-like state 
as her body sailed off into oblivion.

    Even as Simon was wildly bucking hips with his very own sis, he 
could feel her teenage fluids pouring out of her cavernous hole. The 
scented juice coated his stiff member and leaked from her pussy every 
time he withdrew for another jab, drenching both their legs and the 
formerly fresh linens.

    "Geez, you really exploded..." Simon commented cognitively, looking 
down at his content mate. Her breasts were heavily mightily from the 
orgasm, fighting the constriction Lucy's revealing tee shirt imposed. 
He lay his head on her chest, the feeling of her boobs pressing on his 
cheek making his cock jerk inside his sister's soaked vagina.

    "Mmm..." was all she could respond with, sighing agreeably as she 
felt the first spurts of Simon's love enter her starving tunnel. Inner 
walls soaking up the influx of semen with the carefree effort only 
nature could provide, Lucy's suspirations changed tones with each spasm 
of the five-inch mass embedded in her womb. At last finished, her 
brother reluctantly pulled out, noticing the proof of their encounter 
running out between her legs at an alarming rate.

    "Don't stand up too fast..." he cautioned, lifting Lucy's panties 
back up her thighs to catch the gobs of sperm before they soiled the 
rug. "You'll get it all over the carpet..." he added matter-of-factly, 
turning around to answer a nagging ring in the back of his head.

    All thoughts instantly drained away as his eyes made contact with 
the doorway. The barrier, which they had forgotten to lock, was 
half-open, and standing inside with her hand on the knob was their 
little sister Ruthie. She had an expression of abject shock plastered 
all over her sweet face.

***

    "Sorry, guys." she sputtered incoherently, taking one last look at 
Lucy lying on her back and the slimy worm dangling from Simon's waist 
before backing out of the room, closing the door solidly.

    "OH SHIT!" Lucy burst out, pulling her pants up while struggling to 
stand. "How much do you think she saw?"

    "What else did she need to see?" Simon answered glumly, looking 
down at his exposed manhood before tucking it back inside his jeans.

    "Do you think she understood?" his sister asked, reason obviously 
fraying.

    "She's twelve already, Luce." he continued plainly, running a hand 
through his sparse hair. "I mean, when I was her age I was already 
stealing your panties from the hamper and whacking off in them."

    "You *what*?" Lucy quipped sharply, throwing him a miffed glance.

    "Never mind..." Simon ran on, all too happy to change the subject. 
He'd planned to let them slip during their lovemaking one day, but in 
the harsh light of the current situation, it seemed perverse even by 
*their* standards.

    "Do you think I should talk to her?" the blonde Camden girl 
wondered out loud, casting a worried look to the hall. "You know she 
can't keep a secret."

    "Yeah..." he agreed quickly, glad to find some bit of logic to 
latch on to. "But she's still mad at you for telling mom about that boy 
in school."

    "He was grabbing her in the hallway!" Lucy shot back angrily, not 
caring that she was running off the subject. "I was only..."

    "Look, I'll see if I can calm her down." Simon finished, making up 
his mind. "Besides, how much more trouble can we get into?"

***

    His face burning a bright crimson from embarrassment, the younger 
Camden son turned the doorknob to the room he shared with Ruthie. For a 
split second, his mind wandered back to a fight he'd once overheard 
between his mom and dad.

    Eric had been arguing that Ruthie was getting too old to sleep in 
the same room as one of her brothers, which actually made sense on a 
whole lot of levels. The mere chance of being caught hadn't stopped him 
from peeking, especially since Lucy hadn't been putting out back then. 
Often, he'd deliberately walk in while his raven-haired little sister 
was undressing, enduring the annoyed huff she'd give him before 
covering up. She was an untidy sleeper, more often than not ending up 
with the bedspread on the floor many mornings and treating her brother 
to the sight of a pair of panties that had ridden all the way up her 
crotch during the night.

    Annie was countering that Mary and Lucy were hard pressed for space 
as it was, and it would be unfair for them to slight Matt by taking 
away his own solitude. With obvious restraint, her husband finally 
relented, vowing that if he caught anything funny going on, Simon would 
be sleeping in the basement until he turned eighteen. If only the 
prudish minister had known his offspring was sneaking glances of her 
developing body at every chance, the blonde boy would've grown up quite 
differently.

    Now that he was confronting Ruthie about what she'd seen, 
desperately thinking of a way to explain that what he and Lucy were 
doing wasn't wrong, (and none of her business) he realized what had 
probably pressed his father to push for Ruthie to move out. She'd 
always been a daddy's girl, and this had been one of the few times he 
hadn't come through for her. The question was, of course, would she 
take such a petty argument to the next level by telling on them and 
risk breaking up the family?

    "Hi, Ruthie." he said nonchalantly, determined to find out.

    "I guess I know why you've been waking up early every morning." the 
younger girl replied curtly. She didn't look angry, at least. That was 
a start.

    "There's no way around it..." Simon faltered, struggling for the 
right words. He knew what he wanted to express, but somehow mere 
language seemed inadequate to describe such powerful feelings. "Lucy 
and I are in love."

    "But you can't..." his sister replied in disarray. "I mean, you're 
related! How could you let something like that just..."

    "Sometimes you can't help it, Ruth." he answered calmly, walking 
over to the lace frame mattress she was resting on. Ruthie looked at 
him, unsure of his intentions, but quickly relented. Moving aside, she 
made room for him to sit beside her. Simon did so in the most friendly 
way possible, setting down on the opposite side of the bed.

    There was thick silence for a few seconds, each heavily in thought. 
In all the trails the Camden family had to face, this was undoubtedly 
the most grievous, simply because the three who knew what was going on 
could not afford the luxury of going to anyone else for advice. They 
would have to solve it on their own.

    "How did you... know?" Ruthie asked inquisitively, displaying the 
first hint of acceptance. Simon balked inwardly at her question, 
though. Walking in on two people in the Act was one thing, but asking 
them about it was a bit uncomfortable.

    "It just happened." he tried to explain helpfully, but knowing more 
would be required for her to consent to her siblings' intimacy. He had 
to explain why sex was such an important part of their relationship 
without grossing out Ruthie. "We found out we could make each other 
feel good..." he continued, interrupting himself with a cough. "With 
our bodies. And then we decided it was love."

    "I think I get it now." Ruthie said slowly, a trace of anger in her 
voice.

    "You do?" her brother asked with a little excitement, wondering if 
the matter was cleared up.

    "Yeah." she snapped, turning to him with a furious look. "Lucy 
snitches when I let a boy do things that aren't even that bad, and all
the time she's going all the way with you!"

    "That's not how it is!" Simon said rapidly, a little flustered. 
"She was trying to look out for you. That guy was bad news."

    "So?" Ruthie demanded, hands on her hips. "What if I didn't care? 
What if I just wanted to feel like... a big girl?" The blonde Camden 
noticed for the first time what could be a tinge of his sister's sexual 
desire. This was his chance, not only to smooth things over, but to 
assuage her growing feelings of frustration at the type of lifestyle 
their parents had cordoned off for the five kids.

    "You can..." he replied slowly, turning to her to gauge the 
expression on her face. He wanted to push, but not too hard. "Just like 
me and Lucy."

    Color suddenly returned to Ruthie's face, and Simon knew this was 
it. This was his chance to mend everything, and she was obviously not 
entirely repelled by the idea.

    "But, it's wrong, isn't it?" she asked quietly, almost in a 
whisper.

    "No." Simon answered firmly, scooting over to her. Slowly, he put 
his arm around her shoulder in the most brotherly fashion he could 
muster. Ruthie didn't even flinch at the motion. "Besides, since when 
do you listen blindly to things other people say without making your 
own decision?"

    Ruthie choked a giggle, wiping a stray tear from her eye. An 
intense feeling of alleviated looked to have come over her, washing 
away years of religion's brainwashing. "You think I'm... pretty 
enough?" she asked softly, clasping the hand tossed over her neck. "To 
do those things?"

    "You're my sister, Ruthie." Simon replied, pulling her towards him. 
"That means I love you regardless. But if you must know, you're so 
beautiful I've been dreaming about this moment for years." With that, 
he brought her mouth to his, and sealed any more questions. 

    She didn't seem to know how to return the favor at first, but 
quickly caught on. Soon, she was thrusting her tongue into his mouth 
like he was doing, eager to absorb as much knowledge as he was prepared 
to impart. Ruthie didn't even bat an eye when Simon's arm moved further 
down her body, from her shoulders to blossoming chest. In fact, she'd 
wanted someone to touch her there ever since her classmate had been 
made to stop. There was still the same rush of sensations as when he 
did it, but now it was accompanied by an entirely new feeling, this one 
down below her hips.

    "Simon..." she gasped, raising her neck as her brother's nose 
nuzzled it upwards. He brought his lips to her exposed skin, kissing 
each uncovered inch with almost painful deliberation. When he reached 
halfway down to her twin mounds, he pulled his sis' shirt away ever so 
slightly, venturing in just far enough to tease her. It worked like a 
charm. Ruthie absolutely liquefied under his ministrations, falling 
back onto a pillow with a dreamy stare.

    "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked courteously, 
remembering how he hadn't given Lucy the same choice before stuffing 
her all those months ago in the family bathroom.

    "Yes." Ruthie responded, nodding her head. Lifting her arms, she 
allowed Simon to pull the white tee over her head. Like Lucy, she wore 
no bra, but only because her boobs were not yet developed enough to 
require one.

    "I know they're not as big..." she said dolefully, looking down at 
the bumps that barely protruded around her nipples.

    "They're perfect." Simon insisted, leaning down over his trembling 
sister. With the utmost grace, he took one of her modest globes in a 
caressing hand, cupping the svelte flesh with a practiced touch.

    "That feels nice!" she chimed in appreciatively, smiling loosely as 
her nipples hardened under her sibling's foreplay. Her body had been 
craving this for as long as the first erotic longings had surfaced. 
Now, it seemed her tiny frame could barely contain the excitement 
coursing through her veins.

    After spending a few minutes on her small tits, Simon expanded to 
the entire torso, rubbing down her body with warm, soothing finesse. He 
could feel her shoulders and sides relax immediately as his tender 
digits passed over her exposed skin, knowing that her compliance was 
only ensuring they would soon be doing wonderful things together.

    Finally satisfied that she was ready to bear her slit, Simon 
casually reached down and flicked the button on her kakhi shorts, the 
sudden breeze on her lower abdomen drawing a startled gasp from Ruthie. 
She did not object at all, though, even knowing that he was going to 
see her *thing* soon. Emboldened, Simon slid away from her, bringing 
his face inches away from his sister's crotch.

    His yearning eyes watched with great desire as the skimpy trunks 
were removed, bringing Ruthie's flowery-pink panties into view. 
Although they were not stained with any fluid, (as Lucy's would've been 
by this point) the familiar smell of a woman in heat wafted up from 
inside his baby sister's legs.

    "I can't believe you're doing this..." she droned in amazement, 
watching as her brother nestled his face into her barely-covered crack. 
Simon took deep whiffs of her scent, prodding the fabric with his lips 
to coax more from her vestal sanctum.

    Then, while the youngest Camden was still peering down with misty 
eyes, she could distinctly feel the waistband of her cotton undies 
being folded over. Simon was taking them off, the last barrier of her 
chastity.

    With more deliberation than he'd ever mustered, the blonde teenager 
repeatedly folded the top of his youthful mate's panties down, heart 
beating ever faster are more of the forbidden valley was revealed. He 
was astounded to find a light fuzz of curly black hairs decorating her 
pubic mound, but not nearly enough to hide the childish puffs of 
Ruthie's vulva.

    Left with only a ring of the fragrant material, Simon let it glide 
down his sister's shapely legs, the garment falling to the ground only 
with the help of a twiddle from Ruthie's stark feet, which had somehow 
been self-stripped while he was focused on her upper half.

    Simon let his gaze roam lustfully up and her completely naked body, 
absorbing the sight before getting straight down to business. Before 
the curly-haired female could even react, he parted her downy lips and 
let his tongue run the entire length of her immature snatch. Ruthie let 
out an abrupt shout, never having felt such intense gratification, and 
then quickly grabbed a pillow from behind and stuffed it over her face, 
moaning in an acutely lascivious fashion.

    The shocks of sweet heaven bursting from her femininity were 
absolutely incredible. She realized with the deepest of embarrassment 
that even had she been able to control her grunts long enough to remove 
the cushion and inspect what Simon was doing to her private parts, the 
sheer exhilaration would probably elicit a scream that would alert the 
entire household to their sordid escapade.

    So, letting loose with a heartening gasp every few seconds, the 
tiny girl continued to lay back and enjoy what was happening, her 
clitoris nearly exploding with happiness. By now, her brother had moved 
on from merely slipping his wonderful tool through her nether valley, 
and was delightfully sampling her sweet nectar from the source, 
piercing her holy opening with forceful energy.

    Even though his own genitals were still tucked away, tense with 
anticipation, Simon resisted the urge to make anything less than half 
an effort towards his baby sis' first oral climax. He'd performed the 
same deed on Lucy a few times, and had gotten quite good from the 
experience, but was not able to practice as often as he'd liked. After 
all, Ruthie's elder sibling was a whole-hearted cock slave, almost 
never settling for anything less than a stick prick up her twat.

    Ruthie, however, had no knowledge of such joys, since she'd only 
purposefully bared her vagina to the one boy lying between her thighs. 
To the young juvenile, this was the highest plane of existence, and she 
owed it all to an act that had been described as sinful more times than 
could be counted.

    "Can't be... wrong.." she uttered gutturally, starlight streaming 
into her soul from above. At the moment her determination poured out, 
blending in with the groans being muffled by the pillow, the flame in 
her nether organs erupted with hitherto unreached intensity. 
"Nothing..." she thought wildly, struggling to remain coherent as the 
powerful force swept through her. "That feels this wonderful can be 
bad..."

    Compared to Lucy, Simon's younger partner was a real gusher when 
orgasm began to rock her diminutive frame. At first he thought she had 
started to pee on him - the extensive amount of fluid squirting from 
her pure folds was nearly too voluminous to be believable. By the first 
taste of her fresh cream, though, he knew it was the same liquid that 
her older sis spewed every day.

    While his tender lover continued to flood his boyish features with 
girl-come, he attempted to lap up the mess as best as possible. Still, 
Ruthie's deluge of graciousness at the ecstasy he'd presented her was 
simply too vast to deal with, and the bulk of her intoxicating perfume 
leaked out anyway, engulfing the bedsheets in a growing puddle.

    Heaving for breath, Ruthie seemed to have passed out from her 
ordeal, thin limbs desperately grasping the pillow. Simon cleared it 
away triumphantly, looking down at an angelic face thankful beyond 
words. Once again he lay down on top of her, not at all minding the 
sweat and juice that was soaking his clothes. His young sibling 
responded halfheartedly to his advances on her oral passage, still 
breathing raggedly from climax.

    "Are we... going to do it now?" She asked questioningly, as if 
asking him to decide. Her zealous mate had already lowered his jeans in 
preparation, his tool growing at the thought of deflowering another. 
Already she could detect the head pressing against her puberty, the 
bulbous knob nearly halfway inside.

    "You don't want to?" Simon replied sadly, the same worries echoing 
in his mind. He could tell Ruthie would be unbelievably tight, and the 
testing jerks he made towards her dark tunnel were being easily 
thwarted. It would take a great deal of effort to force her virgin 
walls open enough to fuck property, and of course she would have to 
deal with a popped cherry. Neither would be a proper end to what had so 
far been an unparalleled occurance.

    "I don't think I'm ready yet..." she continued, equally sorry to 
leave him unfulfilled, but not enough to offer sexual favors of her own 
accord.

    "Of course." her brother replied steadfastly, grunting in effort to 
stuff his prick back inside his clothes. "I won't rush you."

    "You can ask Lucy to..." the little girl paused, looking for the 
right phrase. "Finish you off, right?"

    "Yeah, she'd be happy to!" Simon added with a forced grin, letting 
several lengthy moments pass before he rose up.

    "It was amazing, Simon..." she cooed, watching him but making no 
motion to cover her still-uncovered privates. "Can we do this anytime 
now?"

    "Whenever you want." he answered, this time flashing a genuine 
grin. "Just make sure you cover up so mom doesn't see what we've been 
at."

    "I know!" Ruthie giggled, looking at the love stains she'd left. 
"It looks like I wet myself..."

    "You did, Ruth." he responded charmingly, running his finger across 
her drenched lips and licking the goo off the end. "And I can't wait to 
see it happen again."

***

    "Jesus, what have you been doing?" Lucy asked interrogatively, 
noticing her beau reeking with the odor of sex the moment he returned.

    "Fixing it so that our nosy little sis won't interrupt us anymore." 
Simon replied calmly, projecting his crotch to amplify the large bulge 
concealed within. "Care to take advantage of it?"

    "You bet!" the blonde teen spat out, her demeanor changing 
instantly. "Want me to play the Bad Altar Girl?" she asked coyly, 
referring to one of the many roleplaying scenarios the pair had
recently delved into.

    "Not if it means I have to wait for you to swipe an alb from dad's 
office." Simon said, leading his sister by the hand to the hallway. 
"I'm going to give it you so hard you'll never stop coming!" 

    "Ooh, I can barely hold out!" Lucy snickered, following behind as 
they made their way to the basement.

***

    True to his word, Simon had sprung one of the most memorable fucks 
his well-endowed lover had ever experienced. As soon as they entered 
the cool, dark cellar, he conducted her over towards one of the new-age 
couches Matt had since relegated to storage. All cushion and no 
springs, it was perfect for lovemaking, since no telltale sounds would 
reach any of the other family members. They had used it on multiple 
occasions before in a variety of positions. Lucy absolutely loved to 
decorate the armrest with her shapely buttocks, letting Simon plow her 
from behind. Other times, she would straddle him on the padding and 
ride her brother's meat pole for until they were both happy.

    But the incestuous duo had never used the aged furnishing for 
straight-up grinding, nestled in the cleft between the cushions. When 
her brother pulled her bottoms down, doing the same to himself while 
collapsing onto the sofa, she was almost fearful of his sudden 
insistence. None the more, though, than when his raging cock shot right 
up her quivering hole.

    With her pants only halfway down her thighs, just low enough for 
him to get at her secretive delights, it took a bit for his shaft to 
find its way. Once he was inside her belly, though, he fucked his 
sister with such ferocity the dainty minister's daughter found herself 
at loss for words, her mouth gaping open in a silent scream. She was 
sure that if his rod were to miss at this pace, it would probably snap 
in half.

    After eating Ruthie out, Simon was so horny that he had no choice 
but to ram his cock into Lucy as hard as he could, slamming their hips 
together so hard that it was a miracle no one heard the racket 
upstairs. A long way from protesting, the blonde adolescent let out her 
emotion the only way possible - by crying tears of joy as she came 
again and again, the repeated climaxes dulling the ravaging her brother 
was causing her fragile flower.

    Simon was beaming when it was over, his partner hugging tight and 
whispering tired appreciation for the most memorable screwing ever. Not 
once did she come to ponder what had transformed her mate, for it 
would've been clear that her little brother was thinking about immature 
Ruthie while he made love to, wondering what it would feel like to 
break her virgin pussy in.

    Once the youngest Camden son knew his lover was into rough sex, he 
was only able to give it to his obliging sister once a day in order to 
let her bruised and battered vagina heal. Lucy totally loved the new 
routine, though. Even though they coupled less than before, she was 
able to come twice as often under the sheer violence of her brother's 
hammering. The only question she had left, then, was what Simon was 
going to do when she was too sore to accommodate him?


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			|Chapter 3 - Time to Leave the Nest|
			\----------------------------------/


    Ruthie slipped quietly into the bathroom after hearing the familiar 
creak of bedsprings she had come to know so well. "Looks like I'm on my 
own again tonight..." she mused silently.

    After double-checking that the door was locked, she sat on the 
toilet cover, not at all planning to use the facility for its intended 
purpose. The youngest Camden girl pressed her ear to the wall, far from 
surprised to hear grunting and passionate moans wafting softly through 
the wooden boards. After all, Simon's bed was on the other side, and 
she had just watched Lucy enter her brother's bedroom. Her older sister 
had been radiating the usual lustful air, the same one that hinted she 
could soon be getting pumped full of his incestuous sperm.

    "Never has time for me anymore..." Ruthie grumbled, sliding her 
mesh shorts down to the floor. School had been particularly arousing 
for her today, as it always was on gym days. The only thought that had 
sustained her while watching a score of her male classmates sweating 
and sneaking glances at their developing peers was the hope that Simon 
would want to play with her cunny when she got home.

    Of course, he had lost most of the interest in pleasuring his 
sister once it became apparent that she was too shy to reciprocate. He 
still took time out to lick her to a breath-shattering orgasm a few 
times a week, but even Ruthie could tell that he'd probably much rather 
be blowing a load inside Lucy's willing quim.

    She didn't really blame him, though. The curly-haired child knew 
that merely spreading her legs and asking would mean that she could get 
as much as, if not more than her elder sibling in the sex department. 
Still, she had enough reservations about the whole thing to hold it off 
until her emotions could sort themselves out. Between the pain of 
breaking her cherry, the fear of anyone finding out *who* had done it, 
and possible regret when it was all over, Ruthie was rather sure the 
time wasn't right. At least not yet.

    But she was nonetheless a growing girl in puberty's firm grasp. If 
Simon wasn't going to relieve her itch, she would most definitely have 
to take things into her own hands...

***

    "God, Luce..." Simon panted, holding his naked sis tight as they 
made love side-by-side on the bed, mere feet away from Ruthie. "You're 
so warm... it feels like you're burning up!"

    "I don't care..." the blonde Camden daughter rasped, reaching 
around and grabbing her brother's butt, pulling him deeper into her 
body with each stroke. "Just fuck me, Simon."

    No response was necessary, so the two teenagers continued to couple 
silently, save for the faint sounds of slapping flesh and heavy 
breathing. Lucy was absolutely drenched, her naked flesh covered 
delightfully in perspiration. Thus lubricated, the two forbidden lovers 
slid easy together as an even greater amount of fluid swirled around 
their tender genitals.

    Watching as his mate's half-closed eyes shudder each time her slid 
home, Simon took her lips into his mouth, caressing his sister's oral 
cavity with an experienced tongue. He knew she loved to be kissed when 
she came, and starting early could only help make her wet box even 
hotter. It was only a matter of time now before her climax hit and the 
two were once again enveloped in orgasmic bliss.

***

    Ruthie was well on her way to a knee-buckler herself. Keeping the 
side of her head against the wall, she extended a cautious middle 
finger and slowly slid it along the length of her panty-covered crack.

    "I keep forgetting how good this is..." she thought with a smile, 
listening as a particularly deep stab caused Lucy to erupt in a muffled 
scream of delight. The sudden realization crossed her mind that if she 
ever did decide to have sex with Simon, and it was as fun as everyone 
made it out to be, there would be very little reason to not want to 
spend every minute of the day begging to be screwed silly.

    "Uh... ahhh!" she gasped, continuing to finger herself and 
accidentally brushing her clitoris in the process. The sensations 
evoked from touching the tiny nub were always too much to handle, 
soaring off into that fuzzy area where pain and pleasure become too 
blurred to separate. A small wet spot began to appear on her crotch, 
and Ruthie was glad her undies weren't off yet. Last time, she spent at 
least ten minutes trying to clean up the scented goo her masturbation 
had left all over the toilet seat and floor, afraid of how embarrassing
it would be to have her private activities discovered.

    Gently easing a small finger inside, the raven-haired female 
stiffened up at the knuckle. Not only was her undeveloped vagina was 
balking at any form of penetration, but the rutting pair nearby had 
apparently decided to indulge in some more dirty talk.

***

    "Yes, harder!" Lucy said emphatically, grinding her crotch into 
Simon's just as hard as he was pounding her hole. "Just how I like 
it..."

    "Don't worry..." Simon answered seductively, nuzzling her bouncing 
breasts. "By the time we're done, you'll be too sore to piss."

    "Ohhhh!" his blonde partner squealed in exhilaration. "I hope so! I 
want you to do me so hard I explode!"

    "Then maybe I should help you..." her younger brother teased, 
slipping a finger down to their conjoined crotches. "Like by doing 
this..."

    "No, doooooooon't!" Lucy groaned, shivering as her own clit flared 
up in gratification. "I'm too sensitive there, you know that!"

    "All I know is that you can never bring yourself to do the things 
that get you off best..." Simon retorted, rubbing her ever harder. 
"Now, come for me, Luce..."

    "Oh, Simon!" she replied hoarsely, overcome by the moment. "You're 
doing it... you're making me..."

    "Uuugggh!" interrupted her affectionate lover, losing all control 
as his dick began to shoot white cream deep into his kindred's belly. 
Reaching an ever higher plane of sexual frenzy, Lucy opened her eyes 
all the way, trying to take the entire world in its full beauty as 
orgasm swept them both.

***

    "Aaaah!" Ruthie exclaimed in a hushed voice, the sensual sounds 
from next door exciting her as well. "This is so... fucking... good!"

    She always liked to use the f-word when masturbating. Those four 
illicit letters seemed to hold a magic power to arouse her to even 
greater delights because they could only be used when alone, and were 
now intimately associated with this secret ritual.

    Looking down, the young girl was amazed at how quickly her sex was 
developing. Unable to help but proceed to direct stimulation, she had 
pulled the waistband of her panties out far enough to get her other 
hand in, and was frantically diddling her slit with enthusiastic force.

    "I'm so wet..." she thought, watching the soft folds glisten with 
her own juices. "Can't believe it's going to happen already!"

    Another few plunges into her sopping canal, and Ruthie was 
experiencing the same exhilaration that her siblings had concluded 
moments ago. Gritting her teeth in a passionate grimace, the slender 
child extended her legs parallel to the ground, clenching her toes 
tight as climax rapidly spread throughout her tiny frame.

    Just as the flood of hormones began to peak, the most dreadful 
sound imaginable shattered the joyous occasion. Ruthie's concentration 
was irrecoverably broken as the bathroom door creaked open and her 
folly was revealed. All the locks in the world would not have prevented 
someone from opening a door that was ajar to begin with.

    The scene entered agonizing slow-motion as Lucy's flushed face 
appeared in the threshold. For a few confused seconds, Ruthie continued 
to touch herself, quite aware that her sister could see everything, 
even as much as the pink of her displayed twat.

    "Ahhhh!" she burst out loud enough to startle even herself. In a 
feeble attempt hide her exposed features, the frightened preteen 
lurched forward, tipping off the end of the seat and landing painfully 
on her knees. In the interminable space of time, though, she understood 
that all power to resist the carnal desires of the most primitive 
regions of her brain had been lost.

    The final shame, of course, was that Ruthie could not stop from 
sticking a finger into her lightly-downed gash even knowing that Lucy 
was watching. She never knew if it would have been possible to stop -- 
perhaps she was merely unable to cope with such an abrupt flameout. On 
the other hand, the libido was a powerful force to try and defy. It 
could very well have been that the only way out was through.

***

    "Oh, jeez..." the blonde intruder sputtered, shutting the door 
behind her in a sudden stroke of foresight. Annie or Mary would most 
likely have turned about and tried to forget that their baby sister was 
growing up too, but Lucy was so frazzled from letting Simon bang her 
minutes before, she found herself strangely attracted to the writhing 
form on the tiled floor.

    "Don't look..." Ruthie pled, her pants beginning to mingle with 
sobbing cries. "Please..."

    Lucy was too far gone to turn away, though. Even though she could 
no longer see her sibling's sexy vee, or the frenzied dance of her 
fingers, the mere sight of another woman experiencing the big "O" was 
something curiously stirring.

    With a final humiliated squeak, Ruthie collapsed, her dripping 
mound smacking wetly onto the smooth flooring. All will had been 
drained out of her muscles in the scare, reducing her to a quivering 
mass of flesh. She realized dimly that if Dad or Matt had caught her 
instead, and had been inclined to take her virginity right there, 
nothing would have been able to save her cunny from stretching wide for 
a nice, big cock.

    "You were listening to us again." Lucy announced flatly, more 
composed upon understanding that only Ruthie had anything to be 
self-conscious about.

    "I'm sorry." the younger Camden daughter replied feebly. "Don't be 
mad..."

    "Oh, Ruthie..." Lucy went on with a sigh, trailing off into 
nothingness. "I'm not at all. Actually, I feel like it's kind of my 
fault that Simon doesn't have any time for you."

    "Really?" the petite girl asked, slowly rolling on her side but 
keeping a modest hand over her leaking snatch. "But... how do you 
know..."

    "He told me." the elder blonde answer soothingly, bending down and 
resting a gentle hand on Ruthie's shoulder. "It's okay. I don't mind, 
really. Guess you could say it wouldn't be fair for sisters not to 
share."

    A long silence followed that remark, allowing each sister to fully 
contemplating the significance of the statement.

    "Thanks, Luce." Ruthie said graciously, as if a great weight had 
been lifted. "Cause I'm really starting to like it now, even if it's 
only once and a while!"

    Trying to hide a furious blush, she got up into a seated position, 
watching as Lucy stood in front of the mirror and tried to fix herself 
so as not to look like someone who'd just had rough, vigorous sex. 
Looking down, Ruthie pallidly realized she was still half-naked. It 
barely registered, though, for she had a queerly insistent question 
forming in her head. 

    "Can I, um... look at it?" the youngest Camden suddenly blurted 
out, covering her mouth afterwards in a pang of embarrassment.

     "Look at what?" her elder sibling replied, trying to hide the 
smile crossing her face in the mirror.

    "What he did inside of you..." Ruthie went on, turning her head 
shyly and blushing. "I just wanna see, that's all. It's all right of 
you don't want to..."

    "Well..." Lucy said with a smirk. "I don't see why not..."

***

    Moving over to the bowl where Ruthie had been sitting not too long 
ago, Lucy set herself down. "Better make sure you lock the door this 
time, Ruth..." she cautioned. "I'd get in a lot more trouble for 
letting Simon bone me than you would for playing with yourself."

    Smirking, Ruthie obediently obliged her sister, this time making 
absolutely sure the door was both closed and secured.

    "Christ, you really came, kid!" Lucy quipped, feeling her denim 
dampen as it came into contact with the scented juices still on the 
lid. Ruthie's face turned crimson for a second, but soon returned to 
normal when the look of admiration on her blonde senior's face assured 
that her come was nothing to be ashamed about.

    "Now, then." Lucy began, popping the button on her form-fitting 
jeans and easing the zipper apart. "It's kinda gross afterwards, but 
you really don't think about it when you're... um... doing it." Without 
missing a beat, she lowered her pants and slid them off, revealing a 
pair of rather soiled panties.

    "It smells kind of funny..." Ruthie interjected, making a funny 
face at the blended odor emanating from her sibling's crotch.

    "But it *feels* wonderful..." Lucy responded dreamily, staring off 
into space as her hands moved to her butt and pulled the lace garment 
off from the bottom. Ruthie's eyes widened almost grotesquely at the 
view that was revealed -- a beautiful golden flower pouring forth a 
warm helping of sticky seed.

    "Wow, it's so..." she stammered, not quite sure how to describe the 
beauty of a fully developed female.

    "Hairy?" Lucy finished, trying not to grin at Ruthie's 
inadequacies. "Don't worry. It just takes time, that all."

    "I know all about *that*!" the younger Camden said indignantly, her 
smile going upside down for a moment before returning it's usual cheery 
facade. "What I meant to say is that you are... really beautiful, 
Lucy."

    "Oh..." the half-naked blonde said, shocked. "Thanks..."

    "How does it feel when he squirts?" Ruthie asked quietly, 
abandoning all pretense of inhibition.

    "It's kind of like he's peeing, but not really." Lucy explained 
slowly, having difficulty finding the right words. "It's all greasy, 
like suntan lotion or something." While talking, she noticed how 
Ruthie's eyes clouded over, as if pondering something very important. 
She could tell that her baby sis was probably fighting with just how 
far to let herself go sexually, since Ruthie had always been on the 
conservative side.

    An idea struck -- one quite kinky even by the Camden family 
standards. Lucy knew it would push the line from this simple 
heart-to-heart talk between sisters to an overtly lesbian experience, 
but the thought was too consuming to ignore. Just imagining it gave her 
a faint tingle of titillation in the loins.

    "Hey..." she finally said, absentmindedly running a finger through 
her damp pubic hair. "Do you want to see how it feels for yourself?"

***

    "But, what if it makes a baby?" Ruthie shot back, appalled at the 
thought. "And what about you? Shouldn't you be washing it out before 
you get pregnant?"

    "Relax, Ruth." Lucy said coolly, with all the confidence of 
explaining a well-laid plan. "One of my friends gets me pills to take 
so I can't. Otherwise there's no way I wouldn't have gotten knocked up 
already. But you're too young. I mean, you haven't started your periods 
yet, right?"

    "I don't think so..." Ruthie responded, unsure. All three of 
Annie's girls had The Talk by now, but as in all budding teenagers,
menstruation would remain a distant, mysterious event until it actually
happened.

    "Then nothing can go wrong." the golden-haired female said, 
mustering a commanding tone of voice. "So, come on. Stand up and let's 
see it."

    "Okay..." replied the raven-haired preteen timidly, rising up and 
showing off her naughty bits for the second time.

    "You have a nice pussy too..." Lucy soothed, running a hand up and 
down her sibling's hairless thighs. "It'll look even older with some 
cum leaking out..."

    Staring down at her sister, Ruthie saw the other hand descend to 
the recently-ravished hole, scooping out a generous portion of sperm on 
two fingers.

    "Are you ready?" the elder girl asked, her face making a poor 
attempt to hide a sense of anticipation. Nodding slowly, the smaller 
female gripped the wall on one side, bracing herself for penetration.

    Thankfully, Lucy was aware enough to go slowly and carefully into 
Ruthie's sacred entrance. The twin probes moved as one, expertly prying 
open the pristine passage with years of skill.

    "Ahhh... it feels so funny!" she gasped, unable to watch her 
sister's determined expression.

    "That's because you're so tight..." Lucy explained, inching in just 
a bit more until reaching the expected barrier. "You still have your 
hymen. Can you feel it?"

    "Ow... yes!" Ruthie groaned, shifting her hips to stop the 
uncomfortable poking. "It hurts if I go to deep."

    "You know..." Lucy said slowly, pulling her fingers out and getting 
ready to implant some more semen in the lightly-downed slit before her. 
"Once you lose it, masturbating gets a lot easier."

    "Really?" the vestal juvenile asked, mind swimming with the same 
erotic feelings that had been so cruelly taken away before.

    "Yeah." Lucy continued, depositing a third finger full of her 
brother's seed. By now Ruthie's snatch was almost full, and a thin 
trickle of cream was beginning to seep out. "The day Simon first did 
me, I had to frig myself for almost three hours before I could get to 
sleep. It was amazing."

    "I guess..." she replied, still voicing a bit of indecisiveness. 
"If only you could be with me, I wouldn't be so afraid to do it..."

***

    That was exactly the signal Lucy had been waiting for. Ruthie had 
at last crossed the bridge that would lead to her first time, and her 
sultry sibling was thrilled to be allowed to help bring her into their 
debaucherous circle.

    "I think I can arrange that..." she said slyly, making a deft "come 
hither" gesture towards the door. Ruthie turned her head when the 
familiar creaked echoed once again, already knowing it had to be Simon. 
Lucy didn't even break stride, continuing to finger her glistening hole 
while the ceremony began.

    "Oh, Ruthie..." Simon whispered, hugging her from behind and 
kissing the nape of her neck. "I was watching the whole time. Are you 
sure you really want to do this?"

    "If Lucy helps..." she returned with trepidation.

    "So... beautiful..." was all her brother could muster, caressing 
the twin globes of her ass for only a moment before lifting her shirt 
up and over her head. Ruthie instinctively covered her budding breasts 
before realizing how silly she looked. Completely naked, she turned 
around and faced her brother and lover for the last time as a maiden.

    "Simon... I want you to be my first." she declared proudly, without 
any trace of the doubt of a moment ago.

    "I can't wait..." he whispered sensually, trailing a finger up from 
her belly button to the underside of her flat chest, running over each 
of the nipples in turn. Then, unable to hold back, he leaned in close 
and kissed her full on the lips. Well-practiced from their previous 
encounters, Ruthie repaid the motion kindly, wrapping her arms around 
his neck with all of the grace and eagerness of a mature woman.

    Lucy stood up and stepped out of her jeans, disrobing completely 
herself. Her bra and sheer white blouse joined Ruthie's childish garb 
on the tile floor, leaving both females totally nude.

    "You're a bit overdressed, brother dear." she remarked coyly, 
reaching between them and rubbing the sizable bulge she knew so well. 
"Let's get that monster out of your pants and into your sister where it 
belongs..."

    Ruthie stepped back to watch her soon-to-be partner strip down as 
well. One by one, each piece of clothing fell away, revealing a fairly 
impressive physique chiseled by over a year of thrice-daily incestuous 
sex. She had felt it up-close quite a bit since letting him into her 
pants, but never seen it entirely until now.

    Simon took her hand gently, bringing it towards his crotch and the 
stiff rod standing tall. When she gripped the shaft, it immediately 
jumped in appreciation, as if sensing it was in for an exceptionally 
good time.

    "Will you... be careful?" Ruthie asked, taking in its immense size 
compared to her little cunny for the first time.

    "However you want to do it..." he answered, giving away total 
control of the situation.

***

    It was Lucy who picked up command, pausing only to give her lover a 
smooch on the mouth before directing him to lay down on the ground in 
exactly the same spot where she had given up her chastity.

    "Like this..." she instructed Ruthie, helping her sibling down to 
her knees directly over Simon's erect penis. "This way you can take it 
just as fast as you like."

    "Okay..." Ruthie said boldly, looking down at the cylindrical piece 
of meat that was about to be inserted into her vagina. "I guess this is 
it..."

    "I made her nice and ready for you, Simon." Lucy interrupted, 
reaching over and spreading Ruthie's nether lips apart so that he could 
get a good luck up her virgin canal. Even though they hadn't fucked 
yet, her inner walls were already coated in his sperm, ensuring the 
holy ritual would proceed as painlessly as possible.

    Then, to everyone's surprise, Lucy took her baby sis' cheeks in 
hand and locked lips. It took Ruthie by surprise, but she did not seem 
offended in the least, and reciprocated as best she could. Simon was 
nearly beside himself in lust, and wanted nothing more than to drive 
upwards and take her right then.

    "Enjoy it." Lucy finished with a wide smile, feeling a little 
guilty, but oddly inebriated.

    Grabbing the phallus in her hand once again, Ruthie began to lower 
herself on it, staring at the shrinking gap between her and Simon's 
genitals.

    "Easy, Ruth." Simon warned, holding her hips so the first thrust 
wouldn't come too fast. His attention utterly failed, however, the 
moment her delicate lips came into contact with the bulging crown of 
his cock.

    "Oh!" she gasped, experiencing the wholly new feeling of a thick, 
fleshy wedge driving into most intimate area. "It won't hurt too much?" 
she asked nervously, wincing slightly as the entire head slipped into 
her wet chasm.

    "Just for a second." Lucy assured her, continuing to sooth Ruthie's 
tension out through a comforting back rub. "Then it'll never hurt 
again.

    "Allright..." Ruthie agreed, sliding further still onto Simon's 
hard member. "It feels like it can't go in anymore, and then it does."

    "That's because you're stretching." Simon interjected, tearing his 
eyes away from her pussy to look deep into his sibling's eyes. "You're
stretching just for me."

    "You're welcome, Simon." she said quickly, trying to hide an 
embarrassed smile. By now, her tight vice had already swallowed half of 
his prick, and would do no more until the child's seal was broken.

    "Aaaahhh!" Ruthie yelped with a grimace, pushing herself back 
upwards a notch the moment he prodded her thin barrier. "There it is."

    "Your cherry." Lucy intoned reverently, moving to her sister's 
front to give the same gentle massage to her breasts.

    "Okay, Ruthie?" Simon asked, torn between a pang of sympathy for 
what was about to happen and swelling of pride at being the one allowed 
to do it.

    "Yes!" she shouted triumphantly, beginning her downward descent 
once again. Unwilling to forcefully and take it all at once, she simply 
relaxed her legs and allowed gravity to pull her down at a calm, steady 
pace. Her maidenhead bulged, and then ruptured, sending a sharp pain 
reverberating through her tiny body.

    "It's not so bad..." she eked out, continuing to push until her 
freshly deflowered cunt had taken Simon's rod all in. Her labia were 
pressed firmly against the hilt of his dick, enshrouded in the thick 
forest of his pubes. "Let's just stay like this for awhile..."

    "Take as long as you need..." he solaced, unable to resist moving 
his hand to her pelvis and feeling the protrusion his manhood made 
inside her. It was nearly obscene, and he remembered for a second just 
how young she was.

    "I'm ready to keep going now..." Ruthie announced after a minute, 
the throbbing in her loins subsiding and already distant.

    "Then just lift yourself up until he's almost out.." Lucy 
instructed encouragingly, helping elevate her little sister's smooth 
buttocks until the youngster's wet vice was almost devoid of flesh. 
When only the tip remained lodged inside, Ruthie let herself be impaled 
on top of her brother, emitting a slight moan as he slid inside with 
markedly less difficulty.

    "It feels so strange!" she said aloud, repeating the simple action 
all by herself. "When he's in, it feels like he was *always* there, 
like he *belongs* in me..." Nature was evidently working duly, 
imparting the knowledge of how to procreate even though this female's 
uterus was too primitive to know what to do with the influx of sperm 
that would be received in the short future.

    "God, you're so sexy, Ruthie..." Simon added breathlessly, looking 
up with a swimmy head. "Can we go faster now? I can't wait any more..."

    "Sure, Simon!" she replied happily, allowing him to lower her down 
until their chests were smashed delightfully together and her head was 
comfortably on his shoulder. "You can do whatever you want to me..." 

    "So... good!" he groaned, picking up the pace. Lucy could only 
watch on in wonder as Ruthie's tiny slit began to flash open and closed 
with each rapid pistoning of her taboo lover. The scene was so erotic, 
her hands found their way to her crotch almost immediately, trying to 
simulate the feel of a hard shaft. It was far from the same, but there 
was no way she could simply watch this young girl's defilement without 
coming herself.

    "Ohmygod!" Ruthie groaned as soon as the tempo picked up, unused 
parts of her primordial psyche waking up for the first time. "It's... 
it's... fantastic!" Instinctively, she hugged Simon tighter as they 
made love, the sweat streaming out of their skin forming a sufficiently 
slippery surface enough for their entire bodies to slide together.

    "Yeah, Ruth..." the blonde boy gasped. "This is wonderful! I 
should've done this a long time ago... when mom still let us take baths 
together."

    "You're so dirty..." Lucy mentioned nonchalantly, still shamelessly 
masturbating in front two siblings in the midst of intercourse. The 
fleeting thought that the two of *them* might have found love instead 
under the right circumstances would normally have been hard to ignore, 
but at the moment, it only succeeded in heightening her carnal 
pleasure. Merely thinking of him trying to cram his hairless cock into 
her at such an age was almost enough stimulation to cause the middle 
Camden daughter to erupt right there!"

    "What a great body..." Simon lauded, letting his hands drift from 
his petite mate's dripping back down to her shapely ass and thighs, 
caressing them as he'd always done for Lucy.

    "Mmmm..." Ruthie replied dreamily, turning her head to face him. "I 
think It's going to happen soon..."

    "Then let's make it your best ever!" Simon exclaimed with renewed 
enthusiasm, gripping her shoulders and rolling over until his partner 
was on the bottom. "Hold on..." he warned softly, pulling out 
completely and peering down as her reddened vagina tried frantically to 
close again before it was too late.

    "Uhhhh....  ooohhhhhhh!" Ruthie screamed as he plunged in, faster 
and harder than ever. The force of his pummeling manhood sent her 
sliding at least an inch on the cold tile, but from the contortion of 
jubilation on her flushed face, this new position was infinitesimally 
more gratifying.

    "Yes, harder!" she moaned, grunting repeatedly as Simon pounded her 
delicate intimates as hard as he could. He had only begun experimenting 
with such rough sex with Lucy a short while ago, but was pleased to see 
the craving for deep dicking ran in both Camden females.

    "Fuck!" Simon swore, grabbing her tiny breasts as he continued to 
savagely bang her brains out. "You're so hot!" Their sister was nearly 
on par with the raucous act, perversely fingering herself so hard that 
the floor was beginning to spot with scented juices.

    "Do it to me!" Ruthie begged, beginning to show the first signs of 
impending orgasm. "Just like Lucy!"

    She was taken aback by what happened next, but in the most pleasant 
way possible. Just before Simon reached his peak, he got up to his 
knees and raised his sister's feet sky-high, not missing a single beat. 
In this new posture, he was free to plug her hole all the way until the 
end of his bulging rod had nearly perforated the cervix. Ruthie threw 
back her head and screamed as she came, not at all caring if anyone was 
still in the house, but just the small tunnel between her legs.

    Simon understood all too well how such rapture could dull the 
senses. More times than he could count, he had taken Lucy in places 
where there was a very real chance of getting caught. Unfortunately for 
either of the horny teens, there was not much resistance left once 
their sex drives made up their minds.

    All of these thoughts ran though his head in an instant, while his 
elated stiffy began spewing copious amounts of semen into Ruthie's 
hidden cavity, spraying her inner walls with the creamy fluid. She was 
bawling her head off by now, brazenly shouting for him to fuck her 
harder, faster, and deeper. Beside them, Lucy stiffened up noticeably, 
and he could tell she was getting her jollies as well.

    Tears of joy fell quickly down Ruthie's cheeks as the most intense 
explosions ever racked her spasming cunt. This had been the greatest 
experience of her life -- and consequences be damned.

    "Oh man, oh man..." Simon droned, lapping her lips with his own. 
The inevitable crash from such noble heights had certainly been 
intense. He doubted his heart had ever beaten so hard, even when he and 
Lucy had wandered off from a family beach trip and ended up screwing 
halfway out on a rocky jetty in full view of dozens of people. But the 
vivid sensations remained, as well as the knowledge that he was free to 
indulge himself in such ecstasy at will from now on.

    "I'm so happy, Simon!" Ruthie sobbed, sniffling even as her cunny 
began spilling their mixed come, tinged slightly red with blood. "I 
wish we could do it again, right now!"

    "Do what again?" A booming voice from the other side of the door 
suddenly broke in. "And who the hell is yelling in there?"

***

    "Shit, Mary!" Lucy whispered, automatically covering her yellow 
curls with a quick before realizing she had absolutely no idea how 
deeply and thoroughly fucked they all were.

    "Well, there's no way to hide it..." Simon shot back, surprisingly 
calm and well collected for such a momentous turn of events. He looked 
down at Ruthie, who was near-apoplectic from coming, and mentally 
eliminated her from the decision making process.

    Knowing that Mary would freak out if he was discovered alone in a 
locked bathroom with *any* girl, the blonde mastermind began scrolling 
through his options. The shower curtain was much too sheer to hide 
anyone, and both the hamper and cabinets were too small for even Ruthie 
to squeeze into. Plus, their clothes had been cast everywhere, and the 
distinct smell of sex hung heavily in the air.

    "No choice..." he finally said, wincing as a loud knock 
reverberated along the door frame, along with another request to open 
up. "We've got to face the music..."

    Extending an agile hand, he turned the lock and waited as the 
hallway slowly came into view. Imagining himself standing in Mary's 
shoes, he wondered just what was flashing through her head as the 
depraved scene unfolded -- first a pile of boys and girls undergarments 
by the toilet, then Lucy with her hand in the most special of places, 
and finally himself, holding Ruthie tight as his softening prick 
continued to leak sperm into her body.

    Mary Camden wouldn't have been more surprised if she saw Jesus 
himself sodomizing small children with a stop sign while whistling "Oh 
Susanna". But the truth was now laid bare, and whatever she said in the 
next few seconds would intertwine their fates forever.


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