Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2008 10:59:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bruce Jenkins <shaggyzon@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Sara Johnson Family Chronicles: Part I

  All the usual disclaimers apply.  (I'm not a perv, I just play one on the
Internet!)


	The Sara Johnson Family Chronicles, Episode I: The Prelude


       Sara Johnson stared at her reflection in the full-length bathroom
mirror and sighed.  Like most sixteen year old girls, she wasn't at all
satisfied with what she saw.  Her breasts barely filled out a B-cup, and
her butt was a bit too big for her liking...not flabby and no
cellulite...just kind of big.  She ran her hands over her belly...

     'Well,' she thought, 'At least my tummy looks good.'  It was
true...there was just enough definition to be sexy, but not so much that
she looked muscular.  Just a nice, flat, athletic tone.  'But,' she
thought, 'the bad news is that I'm getting a happy trail.'

       She peeked down at the red-orange curls that covered her mons.  They
had started as a small patch of peachfuzz when she was 10 years old.  Every
year, the curly orange pubic hair seemed to claim a bit more territory.
Summer was almost here, and she had laid out her old bathing suit.  She
pulled it on, seeing if it still fit.  The top was fine...which was too
bad.  That meant her breasts hadn't gotten any bigger.  The bottom, though,
was a bit snug around her thighs.  Even worse, her pubes had spread so far
that a half-inch border of dark orange hair was peeking out from either
side of the suit.  Last year, she got by with simply trimming the edges of
her bush...this year, it seemed, called for more drastic measures.
'Firecrotch, my ass!' she thought.  'This is getting ridiculous!'

    Sara peeled off the bathing suit and turned on the shower.  She grabbed
some scissors and a razor, and prepared to trim herself.  She was actually
looking forward to it...although she didn't very often take the time to
groom her pubes during the winter, she loved the way her pussy looked when
it was neatly trimmed.  Now that spring was here, she would have a good
reason to groom her pussy more often.  She was already a bit moist...she
knew how wonderful it felt to touch herself the first time after she
trimmed it up.  It was like having a new toy...and a thought occured to
her.

      'I'll just take all of the hair off.  That way, I won't have to mess
with trimming it...'  She had never shaved her pussy before, but she
remembered how cute it used to look.  She used to love sitting in front of
a mirror and looking at its delicate, pink folds.  Suddenly, she couldn't
wait to see how her cootchie would look without it's usual mass of orange
pubes.

       Shaving took a bit longer than Sara expected.  She didn't realize
just how much hair there was.  Plus, once she started, it seemed that she
kept finding new places that had sprouted hair.  However, after about 20
minutes, she had shaved herself....from her puckered anus to her belly
button, there was no longer a stray hair to be found.  She was tingling all
over.  Sara grabbed the soap, washing the last clippings from her crotch,
and admired her work.  She almost cooed out loud.  Her pussy looked...
wonderful!  'It's too bad I can't show it off to the world,' she thought.
'It's the sexiest part of my body...'  Her clit was peeking out, begging
for attention.  Sara made a 'V' with two fingers and popped it out of it's
hiding place.  She loved looking at her clittie.  It was big, but not
freakishly so.  It was a bit bigger than a pencil eraser, with a conical
head that reminded her of a penis.  Sometimes, it was fun to play with it
and imagine that she was a boy, rubbing the head of a huge, throbbing cock.

      She reached down with her other hand and mashed her clittie into her
thick, pink labia, grinding her palm against it.  Wet, electric pleasure
shot through her body.  She gently tickled it with a fingernail, pinched
it, flicked it and rubbed it again.  Her face was flushed now, all the way
down to her chest, her pale skin showing the rosy glow of pure sexuality.
Her nipples ached for attention.  She eased a hand up to her breast and
pinched one the hard nubs of sensitive flesh.  She was moments away from
orgasm...but to her dismay, she heard her sister's voice outside the door.

      "Sara!  You've been in there forever.  Hurry up!  I've got to get
ready for my audition!"

       "Fine.  Gimme a minute, I'll be right out."  Allie was 14, and the
musician in the family.  She had applied to a special high school for
musical education, and today was her interview.  Sara sighed.  Normally,
she would tell her little sister to beat it, but she knew how important
this day was.  Besides, the bathroom was built between Allie's room and
Sara's, with a door on each side, a shared master bath.  She couldn't very
well tell Allie to use their brothers' bathroom, not on this special day.
Reluctantly shutting off the shower, she did a quick check of the tub to
make sure that no stray pubes were laying around, and wrapped a towel
around her body.  Sara unlocked both doors to the shared bathroom, and
Allie stepped in.  Allie had already stripped down to her bra and panties.
Sara grabbed a hairdryer and began to dry her long, red hair.  Allie, as
usual, talked non-stop while Sara primped.

      "Oh, my god, I'm so excited, I can't frickin' wait...I hope I do
good...I picked out a couple of...."  Sara nodded and smiled, zoning out
while Allie droned on.  Her mind was on other things, namely the hot, wet
feeling in her aching pussy.  She had been so close to orgasm when Allie
had knocked.  Her swollen clit was still begging for attention.  As Allie
shucked off her bra and underwear, Sara stared at her sister's body in the
mirror.  No one would guess that the two girls were sisters.  Allie looked
like a carbon copy of their mom...she had olive skin, and her large nipples
were dark, almost black, in color.  At 14, Allie was already sporting two
gravity-defying C-cup breasts, jutting proudly outwards and upwards.  It
just wasn't fair.  Allie had talent, exotic looks and a ripe, full body.
Sara's thoughts wandered as her little sister turned on the shower and
stepped in.

      'I wonder if she masturbates...I'll bet she plays with her tits all
the time...if I had a chest like that, I would never stop touching them...I
wonder what she would do if I just took off my towel, stepped into the
shower with her and started soaping them up...'  Sara stopped herself,
thinking 'What is wrong with me?  I'm fantasizing about my sister's
titties.'  She couldn't deny that the thought of touching her sister's
breasts was a turn-on, though.  She could feel a drip of wetness sliding
down her warm pussy as she finished drying her hair.
        Sara exited the bathroom, and began to get dressed.  She wanted to
finish playing with her pussy, but her parents didn't believe on putting
locks on the kids' bedroom doors.  Sara didn't want to risk having her mom
walk in.  The bathroom was really the only secure place in the house.  She
pulled on a pair of panties. The soft fabric rubbed against her freshly
shaved vagina, and settled against her skin, sending a thrill through her
body.  She dug around for a bra, and realized that she didn't have a clean
one.  She sighed.  It wasn't really a big deal.  The only plans she had
today were to do a bit of homework.  However, she was spending the night
with a friend this evening, so she supposed that washing a load of laundry
was in order.  She threw on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and grabbed a
laundry basket.

     Gathering up her clothes, she realized that she had left her panties
and a bra in the bathroom just moments before.  'I'll just grab 'em later,'
she thought.  She headed downstairs with her laundry when a thought occured
to her.

     'I should definitely grab the underwear in bathroom.  It's a perfect
excuse to walk in on Allie.'  Why not?  Maybe her sister would be done
showering and give Sara another peek at that perfect body.  It was a
perverted thought...but Sara was too horny to care. 'Allie has a beautiful
body,' she thought.  'There's nothing wrong with wanting to admire it.'
Sara usually wouldn't plot to she Allie naked, but it happened so rarely
that she got to ogle her sister's body that she decided to grab the
opportunity.  She dropped the laundry basket slowly opened to door to the
bathroom.

      The shower was running, but Allie wasn't in it.  She was sitting on
the toilet, eyes closed, furiously rubbing her pussy.  Her firm breasts
were jiggling as her arm moved up and down.  Sara stood there, staring.  It
took a couple of seconds for her to register what was going on.  'She
playing with herself...I just caught my little sister playing with her
pussy...' Sara thought, just as Allie sensed that someone was watching.
Her eyes popped open, and she immediately stopped.  Her face turned bright
red. She hunched over a bit, trying to cover her naked body by crossing her
arms over her chest, in spite of the fact that Sara had just seen her naked
moments before. Sara was the first one to break the uncomfortable silence.

     "Oh, shit...sorry, Al... I gotta do laundry.  I left my bra and my..."

      Allie's olive-colored cheeks were turning bright red, and she
interrupted her older sister.

      "Can't you knock?!" she said.  Sara felt bad for her sister, but
there was a thrill of excitement running through her.  Allie's dark brown
nipples were rock-hard nubs and the musky scent of her wet pussy filled the
air.

      "Allie, honey, I'm sorry.  The door was unlocked...besides, it's no
big deal."  Sara giggled a little bit, and Allie turned even redder.

       "Please don't laugh at me, Sara.  This is soooo humiliating."  Sara
shook her head.

       "Sweetie, I'm not laughing at you.  I'm laughing at the situation.
It's funny because...well, earlier, when you knocked on the door...I was
doing the same thing...I mean, not the exact same thing...I was in the
shower, playing with myself, and you interrupted.  So...ya see...it's kinda
funny...."

      Allie looked up at her big sister.

      "Are you just saying that to make me feel better?"

      "Well, even if I was, it shouldn't matter.  But...I'm not lying.  I
was...like...soooo close, too.  Like, seconds away from coming...and it was
going to be a GREAT orgasm, too!.  Then you knocked, and I had to stop.
So...it's only fair that I interrupted you."

      Allie looked at her sister in disbelief.  She obviously thought that
Sara was putting her on.

      "It's true," said Sara.  "I'm still soaking wet...and I don't mean
from the shower."  Sara glanced down at Allie's breasts again. Her pussy
(which was still tingling) got a bit warmer.  Allie wasn't scowling any
more, and her hands were no longer trying to shield her breasts, but she
still didn't look convinced that Sara had actually been playing with
herself earlier.  Sara decided to do the only thing that would make them
both feel better about this. She suddenly yanked down her shorts and
underwear in one smooth motion and kicked them aside.

      "See?  It's true.  I fucking shaved every bit of hair off my pussy,
and it turned me on so much that I sat here playing with myself until you
knocked on the door."  The look on Allie's face was priceless.  Her jaw
dropped, and her eye's locked on Sara's bald, puffy, pink slit.  Sara's
wide labia were glistening, coated with moist juices, and her swollen clit
was peeking out from the cleft at the base of her vulva.  Allie gulped a
little, but her eyes were gleaming as she eyed her sister's cunt.

      "Wow...you didn't have to actually show me...but...thanks."  Allie
finally made eye contact with Sara.  "I love the way it looks..."  Sara
nodded, peering down at her own pussy.

      "Yeah, I can see everything now.  I love looking down at it when it's
bald like this...and it feels great."  Allie's gaze dropped again, and she
opened her legs up a bit, looking at her own vagina.

     "I wish mine were pink...my lips, I mean...they're so dark...do you
think that's weird?"  Sara was a bit taken back as she peered closer at
Allie's pussy.  Her sister's pubes were dark, but fairly thin.  Sara could
clearly see that Allie's labia were almost black in color, fading back to
olive as they met the inside of her thigh.

      "When did that happen?  I mean, it's been awhile since we played
'Doctor', but I don't remember them being that dark...they were just barely
a shade darker than your legs."

      "I know.  Umm...they started getting this way when I got my period, a
few years ago.  At first, it wasn't really noticeable...more like a couple
of freckles.  And then...I dunno...they just kept getting darker." Allie
paused as they both stared at her pussy for a moment.  Both girls were
breathing a bit hard, with small grins on their faces.  Allie broke the
silence first.

     "Can I ask you something weird, Sara?"  Sara looking her sister in the
eye and nodded.  She had no idea what Allie was going to say, but she was
hoping that Allie wasn't going to change the subject.

     "When did we stop being comfortable around each other...you know...
showing each other our...bodies?"  Sara knew exactly what her sister was
trying to say.  The girls didn't mind undressing in front of each other,
but as they grew older, it seemed that they pretended not to be as
interested in each other's bodies.

     "I know exactly what you mean, sweetie.  I dunno...I guess I just felt
uncomfortable when I started getting older...I mean, it was kind of weird
the last couple of times we played around..naked.  My pussy was so grown-up
looking, I was getting hair on it...and you were still...like...bald...
and...I guess I was embarrassed because whenever you touched it, I got
totally turned on.  I don't even think you remember, but you almost gave me
my first orgasm."  It was Sara's turn to blush, and Allie's turn to smile.

      "Mmmm... I knew that I was turning you on.  It was fun...why
shouldn't I want my sister to feel good? But, I know what you mean...it
feels SO much better now, when I play with it... than it did when we were
little...."  Allie's hand slid a little closer to her pussy, as if she
wanted to touch it.  Sara licked her lips, and slid her hand down to her
own cleft.

      "Wanna see something cool?" Sara said.  Allie nodded.  Sara pressed
down on her labia with two fingers, popping her large clit all the way out
of it's hood.  The large, pink button throbbed as the cool air in the
bathroom washed over it.  Sara thrust her hips toward her sister, giving
her a good look.  Allie's eyes got a bit wide.

     "Wow!  It's freakin' huge!  Mine is tiny, compared to yours."  Allie
hesitated for a moment, and then spread her legs wide.  She used both hands
to pull her dark labia open.  In contrast to her sister's pink pussy, Allie
had a small, ruby red clit.  Sara squeezed her clit a bit harder between
her two fingers, resisting the urge to flick it and rub it. Allie was doing
the same thing, teasing her vagina without really getting into a rhythm.
Sara giggled a little, in spite of herself.  It seemed unreal, sitting
here, playing with her pussy in front of her sister.  Allie giggled, too,
then got a more serious look on her face.

      "I've got something weird to show you, too.  But...um...it only
happens when I cum....Do you want to see?"  Sara nodded.

      "Of course I want to see.  What happens?"

       "Just watch.  I'm super close already."  Allie mashed down on her
clit and began kneading it hard. Her eyes closed again and, in moments, she
had picked up right were she left off.  Sara watched intently as Allie's
delicate fingers frigged her clit.  She wanted to kneel beside her sister,
to suck and lick her delicious, ripe breasts, but thought it might freak
Allie out.

        "Umm...ohhhh.....mmmmm...."  Allie's animal-like moans and squeaks
were subdued, and Sara had never heard anything so sexy.  Her little sister
sat on the toilet, moaning and squeaking for another moment when suddenly,
she changed her pattern.  Allie spread her legs wide open and pinched her
little clit as hard as she could, twisting it and pulling.  She let out a
last, long, squeaky 'mmm..mmmm..mmmmmm..MMMM...' and her body began to jerk
and shudder.

     At the same time, a small jet of liquid shot out of her pussy.  Allie
was obviously trying to aim for the open toilet below her, but most of the
liquid shot onto the tiled floor.  Allie squirted about 3 or 4 times, her
young, full breasts heaving up and down, then slowly regained her
composure.  She was breathing hard and fast.

       Sara was so overwhelmed that she had stopped playing with her pussy.
She had heard about squirting, of course, and even seen a clip of a woman
on the internet, spraying enormous amounts of hot liquid as she
orgasmed...but she never imagined that her little sister was a squirter!
Even if it was just a few little spurts...it was incredible to see it
actually happen!

      "Oh, my God, Al!  That was... the coolest!" Allie grinned.  She
looked beautiful, with a flushed, satisfied expression on her face.

     "I'm so fucking glad that I showed you.  I felt like I've had this
huge secret that I couldn't tell anyone.  No big deal at first...but
damn...after awhile, I really felt like telling someone.  And..."  Allie
trailed off, and her body quivered again.  Another little dribble of liquid
leaked out of her pussy.

       "...mmmm...I love it when that happens.  It's like...sometimes my
pussy decides that she hasn't had enough pleasure, and I'll just kind
of...have another orgasm...a little, mini-orgasm....ohhh.....'  Her hips
bucked up, and she grabbed her pussy, clamping it tight until the feeling
passed.  Sara was still standing up, rubbing her soaked pussy, and Allie
leaned back on the toilet, both hands still cupping her crotch, watching
her older sister toy with her big, pink clittie.  Sara locked her eyes on
Allie's magnificent breasts, and imagined how her sister's nipple would
feel in her mouth.  Sara's pussy was pouring out wetness now, her thick
labia were coated in it.  No longer satisfied with just toying her clit,
she slipped a finger deep inside her aching, slick hole.  It felt so
good...her freshly shaven box was more sensitive than usual, and Sara's
gaze drifted from her sister's breasts to her own pussy.  She watched her
middle finger going in and out, shiny with
 pussy juice...

        "HEY IN THERE!  ARE YOU ALMOST READY?  THAT SHOWER HAS BEEN RUNNING
FOR ALMOST AN HOUR NOW!!!"

      It was Mom's voice, calling out from Allie's bedroom.  Both girls
nearly jumped out of their skin.  It was Allie who regained her composure
first.

     "OK, MOM!  I HAD TO WAIT FOR SARA TO FINISH, BUT I'LL BE OUT IN A
MINUTE!"

      "FINE.  HURRY UP, HONEY.  WE NEED TO LEAVE IN 15 MINUTES."

      Allie jumped off the toilet and, with an apologetic look at her
sister, jumped into the shower.  She left the curtain open, and soaped
herself quickly.

      "Oh, crap.  Oh, crap, shit, fuck.  Now I'm late..."  Allie could be a
worrier, even about small stuff.  Sara reassured her.

      "Al...honey, you are gonna do great.  Really...sweetie, you are one
of a kind.  That school has never seen talent like yours."

      The two girls looked at each other for a moment, then Allie nodded.
Sara turned to leave, and Allie spoke.

      "Hey, Sara."

      "Yeah, what's up?"

       "That was fun, right?"

      Sara nodded, turning back around and flashing her sister a grin.


      "You bet.  It was awesome, hon."

      "Yeah...it was.  Thanks."

     Sara winked at her sister, put her panties back on and exited the
bathroom.  Five minutes later, as she was loading up the washing machine,
she realized something...and started laughing out loud.  The other pair of
bra and panties...her 'excuse' for walking in on her sister...the underwear
that she meant to throw into this load of laundry...was still sitting in
the bathroom upstairs.  Not only that...but...for the second time in 30
minutes...she had been interrupted before she could have a proper orgasm.

      'No worries,' she thought to herself, as she took her laundry
downstairs.  'In 15 minutes, I'll have the house to myself, and I'll will
spend every second of it making my pussy feel good.'  She shivered at the
thought of it, feeling her wet, swollen labia squish together as she
climbed down the stairs.

      Sara hit the bottom step, and her Mom's voice snapped her back to
reality.

     "Sara, honey, I left the weekly chore list on the kitchen counter.
Your father and the twins should be back soon, and I want you to tell the
boys that I expect these chores done by the time I get back from Allie's
audition.  Just because they went out and partied last night doesn't mean
that they are allowed to slack on the household responsibilities."

       "O.K., Mom.  I'll tell 'em."  It wouldn't be a big deal. Daniel and
Michael Johnson were 12 years old, but they were pretty mellow.  They were
homebodies, more content to play a video game than to run around outside.
As for the 'party' that her Mom was referring to...they had gone on a
father-son overnight.  It wasn't exactly camping, since they used the
fishing lodge at the lake, but it was as close to 'roughing it' as the boys
wanted to get.  Mr. Johnson liked to get away with the twins about once a
month for 'father-son' stuff.

      Her mom nodded, and continued her busy work.  Sara watched for a
moment, reminded again of how much Allie and her mom resembled each other.
Her Mom's skin was a darker olive than Allie's....Mrs. Johnson was half
Filipino.  Her D-cup breasts were always high and proud, although Sara had
a sneaking suspicion that her mom wore a Wonder Bra to keep her figure
looking so perfect.  Sara took a look at the list of chores.  Her mom had
assigned Sara to empty all the trash in the house, and to clean the living
room.  Sara grabbed the vacuum cleaner and the Windex and started to tidy
up.

       A few minutes later, her mom and Allie pulled out of the driveway.
Sara nonchalantly said good-bye.  As soon as she heard the garage door
close, she wiggled her hand down the front of her pants.  Vacuuming with
one hand and toying her clit with the other, she quickly finished in the
living room.  As she shut the vacuum cleaner off, she heard the garage door
opening.


      'Dammit!' she thought, pulling her hand from her wet pussy.  'Dad's
home.  Shit!  Am I ever going to get to have some alone time?'  Sara
supposed that she could simply lock herself in the bathroom and continue
from where she left off, but she really didn't want to.  She'd had enough
of cold tile and hard porcelain.  She wanted to feel like a
girlie-girl...she wanted to lay in her soft bed, spread her legs wide open
and spend some quality time with her wet, aching pussy.  Sara sighed.

      'I may just have to settle for the bathroom after all...' she
thought.

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       Dale Johnson walked through the door and dropped his overnight bag.
He'd made good time getting on the road this morning, and was happy that
this little trip hadn't eaten into the entire weekend.  He had plenty of
work to get done before Monday morning.  The twins, Daniel and Michael were
right behind him.  He loved his daughters, but he felt a special bond with
his boys, as only a father can.  They were good kids, much more composed
than some of his friend's sons.

       At twelve years old, the twins were just starting to become young
men.  They had sprouted up over the past couple of years.  Their frames
were still a bit skinny, but they had some meat on their bones.  With their
dark brown hair and liquid brown eyes, Dale was certain that his boys would
be lady killers in a couple more years.

      "Hey, Daddy, how was the sleep-over?"  Sara's voice interrupted his
thoughts.

     "It was nice, honey."  He smiled at his oldest daughter.  She had a
radiant look this morning...she was positively glowing, as a matter of
fact. Dale's eyes dropped to his daughter's chest.  Two nubs were sticking
up under her white t-shirt.  Sara was obviously not wearing a bra.  He held
out his arms for a hug, and Sara stepped forward, giving her father a quick
embrace around the neck and a peck on the cheek. Her small breasts squished
into his chest.

         Dale also caught a musky whiff of female sex as Sara's hand
brushed his cheek.  He was totally unprepared for it.  He briefly wondered
if his little girl had a boy hiding upstairs, and then dismissed the idea.
The only other explanation was that she had been masturbating....which
would explain the glowing smile on her face.  He felt his cock stir.
Another man might have felt a bit shamed, thinking about his daughter in
that manner.  For Dale, it was just part of life.  He had a raging libido,
and he would be lying if he said that he never thought about his daughters
in a sexual way.  He had never acted on it, but he had spent many hours
fantasizing about them while playing with his large cock.

      He couldn't resist getting another smell of his teen-age daughter's
hand, though, so as she pulled away, he took her by the hand and pulled her
over to the counter where the 'To-Do' list was sitting.

      "Let's see what chores your Mom has cooked up for you this week,
shall we?" Dale said.  Sara squeezed his hand.

      "Daddy, you know that I'm in charge of the chores when Mom is gone.
Don't worry...I'll put the boys to work."

      "I know that you will, honey...I know you will.  Those boys don't
slip anything past you."  Dale's hand was still clasping hers. He grinned,
brought up to his lips and gave it a wet smack. There was no doubt.  It had
the scent of fresh, clean, young pussy on it.  He let go of Sara's hand,
and she gave him a little smile.

       Sara didn't realize it when she had first welcomed her father home,
but when he kissed her hand, a little light bulb went off in her head.  Her
dad had caught the smell of her female juices on her hand!  She should have
realized it...after all, she had been walking around with a sopping wet
pussy, playing with it from the moment she got out of the shower.
Strangely, though, it really didn't bother her.  Perhaps it was the fact
that her parents had always been open about sex.  Or, perhaps it was the
glint in her father's eye and the knowing half-smile on his face.  It was
nice, though, as if they were sharing a secret joke.

     The twins burst through the door, and the moment was broken.  But, as
Sara scooted past her father to finish her chores, she was sure to brush
his crotch ever so gently with one of her firm butt-cheeks.  She got a
thrill when she felt her daddy's rigid penis under the fabric of his jeans.
Smiling to herself, she went about her day.

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      Dale Johnson made a bee-line for the shower.  He was a bit gamy after
camping, but that wasn't the reason he headed for the bathroom.  After
Sara's little display, his cock was straining at his Levi's.  He needed to
come, and he needed it badly.  As soon as he shut the bathroom door, he was
peeling off his jeans and pulling down his boxer shorts.  His thick, nine
inch cock bobbed up and down in the cool air for a moment, radiating heat.
Dale wrapped his hand around it and began working it up and down.  He
licked his lips, checking to see if the musky taste of his daughter's pussy
was still lingering on them. He was positive that he could taste a tangy
hint of girl juice.

        Last year, he had caught a glimpse of Allie wearing nothing but
panties, her dark nipples hard enough to cut glass.  Dale had thought at
the time that he would never see anything so purely sexual as that.  It was
his favorite jerk-off fantasy, and had been for the last year.  But, the
way Sara had just purposely brushed her ass up against his cock...it had
sent his mind reeling. He looked down at his cock as he pumped it.  It's
purplish-red head looked enormous, contrasted by the pale white skin of his
throbbing shaft.  He imagined standing over Sara's bed, her hand reaching
up to play with his balls, her mouth licking and sucking them.  Dale
grunted and bucked his hips as he felt hot sperm shooting up his throbbing
meat and spraying out.  He shuddered a second time, and a third.  Semen
shot over the bathroom floor, and his knees felt weak.  He milked the last
of the sperm from his penis, letting it drool down to his loose ball sack.

      'God, that is just dirty,' he thought.  'But...she was the one that
started it...walking around the house with no bra...rubbing her ass on my
cock...'  Dale mulled the situation over.  About six months back, on a
whim, he had bought several 'security' cameras for the house.  They doubled
as smoke detectors, but each one had a high resolution digital camera
hiding in it.  He had considered, many times, installing them in the
upstairs bathrooms and bedrooms.  Dale decided that today was the day.  He
would clean himself up and install the spy cams.

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       Sara was collecting the trash from the cans around the house. Her
body was still tingling.  She was flushed.  She couldn't believe that she
had just felt her dad's cock with her ass, even if it was an 'accident'.
She emptied her bathroom and bedroom trash cans, and then moved on to the
boy's bathroom, thinking about what had just happened.  Her nipples were
achingly hard, poking up at her t-shirt, but she was too horny to care.  As
a matter of fact, she figured that she'd tease her brothers a little bit.
Their door was closed.  She knocked, waited a moment and opened it a crack.

     "I'm emptying the trash.  Are you guys dressed?"

     "Yeah.  Come on in," Daniel's voice rang out.

      Sara entered and saw that the boys were laying on the floor in front
of their T.V., playing a video game.  They didn't look up.

      "Oh, come on you guys.  Please don't do this.  We've got chores to
do.  Plus, Allie has her audition today.  It would be nice if you took a
shower before she gets home.  Whether she gets accepted or not, she'll need
a hug from you...and you both smell sweaty!"  Michael paused the game and
looked at Sara.  His eyes immediately dropped to her chest, looking at the
outline of her nipples, just as she secretly hoped.  She put her hands on
her hips, under the pretext of looking authoritarian, and arched her back a
bit more.  Daniel was still playing the video game.

      "Daniel, pause that game and look at me!" said Sara.  Daniel
reluctantly hit the 'pause' button and turned his head.  His gaze
immediately locked onto Sara's chest.  The way his eyes and his expression
mirrored his twin brother was almost comical.  Sara let them stare at her
nipples for a moment. Michael was the first to raise his gaze, darting his
eyes upwards to meet Sara's gaze.  Sara smiled at him, and Michael looked
away, turning a bit red...then his eyes returned to her chest.

     "Well?"  Sara said, pretending not to notice that the twins were
staring.  "Are you guys going to do your chores, or am I going to have to
kick some ass?"

       "I think I'm gonna shower before I start on them," said Michael.  He
turned towards the closet, and Sara noticed that his sweatpants were
bulging out a little bit in front.  Michael quickly grabbed a towel and
draped it over his shoulder.  It hung low enough to cover the front of his
sweat pants.  Daniel took the cue, and also grabbed a towel, trying to
cover his growing erection.  Sara couldn't help herself.  After the morning
she'd had, she was just too horny to pass on this opportunity.

     "Hmmm..." she said.  "Are you guys actually going to shower, or are
you just covering up your boners?"  Daniel and Michael both piped up at
once.

      "We don't have boners...."

      "What are you talking about?"

      It was painfully obvious, though, that the twins were fully erect.
No longer just a slight bulge, their shorts were tented out, and the towels
were doing a poor job of covering the bulge.  Sara took a step towards
them.

      "Oh, so you don't have boners, huh?  So, if I do this..."  Sara
thrust her chest out as far as she could, pulling the t-shirt tight against
her nipples.  Through the thin fabric, the boys could clearly see the pink
hue of her areolae.  They both ogled.

      "...then...it's no big deal, right?"  Sara finished her sentence in a
slow, teasing tone of voice.  Her pussy was on fire, and her underwear was
soaked.  "You guys have been looking at my chest from the second I walked
in.  It's only fair that I get to see your boners.  It's not like the
towels are hiding them..." Michael looked and Daniel.  Daniel shrugged.
The twins moved almost in unison, pulling the towels aside and giving Sara
an unobstructed view of their bulging crotches.  Sara stared, first at one,
then the other.

      "Is yours bigger, Daniel?  It looks bigger."  They actually looked
about the same size, but Sara wanted to see just how far she could take
this.  Michael was shaking his head.

      "No way.  We measure them all the time.  They're the same."  Michael
pushed his hips out a bit, giving Sara a better look.

      "You measure them?  How long are they?"  Daniel blushed a little.

      "Umm...we don't measure them with a ruler.  We just...compare them."
Sara moved a bit closer to the boys.  She was about an arms length away.
She dropped to one knee, and peered closely at each of the boy's tented
shorts.

      "Well, I can't tell.  I think you should compare them right now."
Neither boy moved for a moment.  Then Michael spoke up.

      "You mean, in front of you?"  Sara nodded.

      "Sure...I mean, you'll have to get undressed for the shower, right?
Just pretend I'm not here."  Sara sat down on the floor, and rested her
back against the side of the dresser sitting by her.  Sara splayed her legs
open a bit, trying to get some fresh air across her throbbing pussy.  She
tried not to look to eager, as if it were an everyday occurrence that she
would watch her own brothers get undressed.

      The boys hesitated, then slipped their sweatpants down.  Sara
momentarily wished that she had two pairs of eyes.  Two beautiful boy-cocks
bounced free, and she didn't know which one was prettier.  Neither of the
twins was circumcised, but their glistening red cock-heads had already
pushed their way out of the foreskin.  They had a soft-looking patch of
dark pubic hair above their penises, which were very large for a pre-teen.
Sara guessed that the boys would measure about 5 or 6 inches.  As the boys
kicked their sweatpants off, Sara scooted a bit closer, coming within an
arm's length of her brothers' cocks.

      "See?" said Michael, breaking the silence.  "They are exactly the
same."

      Sara pretended to compare the boy's cocks, glancing from one to the
other, and then looked up at the twins.

       "Maybe.  They're pretty close, that's for sure.  Stand a little
closer together, so I can tell for sure."  The twins shuffled together,
their boyish hips pressing against each other.  Sara scooted closer and put
her mouth inches from Michael's cock.  She looked up at him and exhaled
through her mouth, blowing warm air over his stiff penis.

      "Hmmm...you both have pretty big boners...it's still hard to tell,"
said Sara.  "Let's do a test...." She slowly reached up with both of her
hands and wrapped her fingers around each boy's cock.  She had never played
with a real penis before, and she couldn't believe how wonderful it felt.
Hard and soft at the same time, the rigid members seem to have a life of
their own.  The boys were speechless, breathing hard and staring at their
sister's hand as Sara gave each boy-cock a clumsy but enthusiastic stroke.

     "Now," said Sara, "Let's compare them, side by side."  Still gripping
the shaft of each boy's penis, Sara gently pulled them to the side.  The
boys stood there, frozen.

     "Umm...come on, you guys.  I want you to face each other."  Daniel and
Michael snapped out of it, and shuffled around to face each other.

      "Scoot in closer," said Sara.  "I want to put them side by side."
Sara used their hard cocks to guide them, pulling the twins closer together
until their chests were inches apart.  She slid her hand to the base of
each boy's cock and lined them up next to each other.  Daniel's cock-head
was almost touching Micheal's pubes, and vice versa.  Their shafts rubbed
against each other.  Sara wrapped her hands around both cocks, sandwiching
them them together.  The boys grunted in pleasure.

       "Hmm...it looks like you were right.  You are both the same
size...."  Sara paused.  She had loved playing the tease, but if she stayed
too long, her dad might walk in.  She figured that the best thing to do
would be to check on him.  She could always catch the boys after their
shower.  She let her hand slid off the boy's penises.

      "O.k.  Now...time for a shower.  And...wear something clean.  Don't
put on the same smelly clothes."  The twins nodded.  They were still
standing cock to cock, their shafts touching.  Daniel turned first, and his
shaft slid over Michael's, sending both rigid boy-cocks bouncing up and
down.  Sara got to her feet and felt a couple of drips of hot wetness leak
from her labia.  She looked down at her shorts.  There was a small wet spot
forming, no bigger than a penny, but growing.  Her underwear was soaked,
and her pussy was on fire.  She would have liked to stay here for the next
hour, playing with her brothers' cocks.  Maybe she still could, if her dad
was tied up with something else.

      The twins peeked out the door to make sure that the coast was clear,
and made a bee-line for their bathroom.  Sara thought about the two of them
in there together, their pre-teen cocks rigid as they showered.  She
wondered if they would play with each other, and guessed that they would.
After what she had just put them through, they would probably hump a dog
right now!

      She trotted downstairs to throw her laundry in the dryer and see what
her father was doing.  He was headed up the stairs, a tool box in one hand
and a couple of boxes tucked under his arm.

      "Hey, sweetie.  I'm going to be doing a little work on the house
today.  I'll start in your sister's room, if you like, but I'll need about
15 minutes in your room and the bathroom too."  Sara nodded, but she felt
thwarted again.  So much for the private time.  But, she put a smile on her
face and replied.

       "O.K. , Daddy.  What're ya doin'?"

      "New fire and smoke alarms.  Top of the line.  Gotta protect my
babies, don't ya know..."  Daddy winked at her, and she winked back.

      "Just gimme a few minutes to get changed, and you can have the whole
upstairs to yourself.  Well, the girls rooms, anyway.  The boys are taking
a shower, so you'll have to wait for them to get done."

      Dale headed towards Allie's bedroom and left his oldest daughter to
get changed.  'By this time tomorrow,' he thought, 'I'll be watching her
get changed.'  His cock was stiff again.  Dale hadn't been this excited
about a home-improvement project in a very long time.

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