Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2000 20:15:49 CST
From: K Ration <micrometer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 7

Family Friends
Chapter Seven
Sibling Togetherness, Part I

Sunday was a hectic day at both the Riggle's and the Brown's.  They all
went to lunch together after church and then headed home to take care of
indoor and outdoor chores.  The men and boys took care of mowing and
trimming the lawns, cleaning the pool, etc.  while the women and girls
cleaned house and did the laundry in preparation for the upcoming week.  By
nightfall, everyone was ready to hit the sack early.

Monday morning dawned as a beautiful clear day that promised to be hot as
well.  The weather forecast was for clear skies and high temperatures all
week.  Rusty awoke with his usual morning erection and had trouble hiding
it when he went down to breakfast still in his pajamas.  He met Nancy at
the head of the stairs, and the way she looked at him, he was pretty sure
she had seen it making a tent out of the front of his pj's.  He tried to
sit at the table quickly so his mom wouldn't see the condition he was in.
Unbeknown to him, however, his mother had seen him as he reached the bottom
of the stairs and knew exactly what the situation was.
  She hadn't washed the semen stains from his undershorts several times,
now, without knowing he was coming of age.  She smiled to herself as she
scrambled the eggs with her back to the table for Rusty's benefit.  Nancy
gave her brother what she hoped was a "knowing" smile as he sat with his
hands in his lap.

After their folks had gone to work, Rusty and Nancy went back upstairs and
turned on the TV.  They weren't in any hurry to get out of their pj's, and
they liked to channel surf through the Discovery, Learning and History
channels for awhile before they began their day.  Besides, they had nothing
planned for this Monday morning.  On the way, thinking of Rusty's hardon at
breakfast, Nancy had stopped in her room and removed the bottoms of her
pj's.  Now, as Rusty sat in a chair set at an angle to the couch she was
on, it was easy for her to draw her feet up to her buttocks and pretend she
didn't know she was showing anything.  She did know, however, that her
crotch was visible to Rusty because she could see his hand in his lap.
Rusty, on the other hand, thought the way he was sitting allowed him to
touch himself every once in awhile without Nancy seeing him.

This game of pretend went on for an hour or so as the kids continued to
channel surf, each getting more and more excited.  Nancy couldn't help but
think of how it had felt the other night when she grabbed Rusty's penis.
Eventually, she got up and left the room, saying that she was going to take
her bath.  Rusty listened as she ran her bath water and fantasized about
his experience Friday night.  Soon, to his surprise, Nancy called him.  He
went to his bathroom door which he found slightly ajar.

"Yes?" he said.

"Would you wash my back, please?"  Nancy asked.

Stepping into the bathroom, he found Nancy with her hands folded in her
lap.
  This didn't do much to cover her breasts, but it hid her crotch
effectively.

"Sure," Randy answered. "Where's the washcloth?"

Seeing him standing there in his pajama bottoms, his penis making a tent in
the front, Nancy said, "I don't have one."

With a shy look on her face, she asked, "Are you going to take those off?"

Rusty noticed her face seemed flushed, and he guessed correctly that his
probably was too.  Something exciting was going on here.

"I guess so," he said, "if it's OK with you."

"Go ahead," replied Nancy.  "After all, I'm already naked."

As Rusty pushed his pajama bottoms down off his hips, Nancy moved her arms
to the side and rested her hands on the bottom of the tub on the outside of
her legs.  She knew this was exposing her chest and her crotch to his eager
gaze.  She swallowed hard as the waistband of his pajamas slipped past his
penis and it sprang into view.  As he stood next to the tub looking down at
his sister's breasts and that beautiful furry region between her legs, he
could see Nancy feasting her eyes on his cock.  He didn't want to move for
fear of breaking the spell.

Pretty soon, Nancy asked with a quiver in her voice, "Can I touch it?"

Rusty almost died with relief and expectation.  He remembered what it had
felt like Friday night.  "Sure," he said breathlessly, "if you want to."

Nancy reached up with her left hand and slowly stroked her fingers along
the underside of his hairless scrotum.  Like hers, his pubic hair was
almost all gathered around the area just above his genitals, leaving
everything else still youthfully bare.  She played with his nuts for a
couple of minutes, staring at his penis as it throbbed violently in
reaction to her hand movements.  She found this reaction fascinating.  Soon
she moved her fingers up the length of his penis, drawing them with
butterfly touches from base to head several times.

Rusty couldn't let this go on for long, however, because he felt himself
nearing the edge.  So in spite of the exquisite feelings he was having, he
forced himself to kneel next to the tub and begin splashing water over
Nancy's back.  When she made no move to cover herself, he used his left
hand to splash water over her chest and stomach several times.  Drawing the
water from between her legs as he was, it could easily have been accidental
when his hand brushed along the length of her pussy on the upswing.  He saw
her body jerk and heard her gasp as he touched her down there for the first
time, but he wanted to drag out this experience as long as possible.  So he
reached across the tub for the soap with an exaggerated body movement which
brought his mouth close to her breast.  Without really knowing why, he took
her left breast into his mouth, licking the hardening nipple as he did.
This time, Nancy arched her back with a loud gasp of pleasure which simply
thrust her breast more firmly against his lips.  As he continued to suck on
and lick her left boob, he brought the soap up to her right one.

Rubbing the soap over and around her right breast a few times, he dropped
the soap and continued to rub his hand over and over this sensitive area.
He could tell his sister was enjoying this by her rapid breathing and the
way she kept pushing her chest into his hand and mouth.  Leaving her
breast, his hand trailed its way down across her stomach to the spot of fur
at the top of her vagina.  He played with this area for awhile, enjoying
the response it generated.  Then he moved his hand, almost by instinct,
further down and over her vaginal lips, rubbing them as he had seen her
doing.

Soon he was running his middle finger along the slit of her vagina and up
to her clitoris.  He was looking for the button he had barely seen Friday
night but which he had seen her and Brigitte playing with on two occasions.
When he found it, Nancy about went ballistic.  She raised her buttocks off
the floor of the tub by pushing with her arms, encouraging Rusty's finger
movements.  By this time, Rusty had taken his mouth from her breast and was
looking where his hand was.

"You have a beautiful body, Nancy," he said.  "It's a lot prettier than the
pictures in the magazines. I can see your lips and everything.  Your pussy
is beautiful.  I don't want to stop.  I want to bring you to a finish.  Am
I doing it right?" he continued.

"Yes, you're doing it right.  God that feels good.  Better than when I do
it, better than when Brigitte does it even."  With that admission, Nancy's
eyes snapped open in shocked embarrassment.

"That's OK," Rusty said.  "Rex and I play with each other, too.  It's more
fun when somebody else does it for you."

As Nancy laid back in the tub, unable to hold herself up on her arms and
hands any longer, Rusty had a better view than before.  This also allowed
him to use his right hand to play with her breasts and he continued to
finger her clitoris with his left.  Nancy closed her eyes and gave herself
over to his ministrations.  She could hardly believe what was happening,
what she had started.  But it felt so good to have a boy's hand in her
crotch and caressing her breasts.  Pretty soon she was raising her hips
high out of the water against the pressure of Rusty's hand.  As she neared
her climax, she began thrusting rapidly up and down, splashing water over
the rim of the tub.

Knowing instinctively that she was reaching her climax, Rusty speeded up
the motion of his fingers against her clitoris.  He thought she was going
to drown herself as her body began to shudder and convulse in a massive
release of sexual tension as her climax rolled over her in waves.  She
gasped and cried out in small whimpering sounds, a look of pure pleasure on
her face.  Rusty's penis was bouncing up and down against the tub almost in
rhythm to her convulsions.  When she had finally relaxed, Rusty sat back on
his heels as they both recovered and caught their breath.  His penis
throbbed painfully in his lap, sticking out as hard as he had ever known
it.

Nancy sat up in the tub and looked over at him, staring blatantly at his
throbbing erection.  There was no longer any pretense or hesitation in
letting him know that she wanted to see everything.

"Your penis is fascinating," she said.  "Look how red it is and how shiny
the end of it is.  It's so hard!"  Rusty was speechless.  "I think it's
beautiful," Nancy continued. "And it feels great in my hand."

"Do you really think so?"  Rusty responded, his hand moving to his lap to
stroke his cock gently.

"I sure do," Nancy answered.  "Here," she said, getting out of the tub,
"let me do that for you."

As Rusty lay back on the bathroom floor, Nancy knelt straddling his legs.
She grasped his erection with her right hand and began gently stroking up
and down as she had seen him and Rex doing, drawing the skin up to the head
of his penis and back down again.  She was fascinated by the way the skin
moved and how hard his penis was.  The skin was so soft and his penis so
hard.  With her left hand, she reached down and stroked the sack under his
erection, noticing that it was pulled up tight against the base of his
penis.  She kept moving her gaze from her brother's cock to his face,
enjoying the look of pleasure on his face as well as the look and feel of
his penis.  Once in a while she would stop stroking and simply squeeze his
dick.  Soon she noticed some clear liquid begin to bubble up out of the end
of his organ.  Pushing his penis back against his stomach so he could see,
she asked

"What's this stuff?"

Rusty lifted his head and looked at his cock.

"I don't know but I rubbed some off of Rex's penis Friday night and tasted
it.  It doesn't have any flavor."

When he realized what he had just said, his eyes popped open in shock.  The
look on his sister's face, however, wasn't one of disgust but one of
quizzical interest.

"You didn't know I did the same thing that night I first touched your
penis, did you?" she said.  And with that she squeezed some of the fluid
from the end of his penis onto her finger and licked it off with her tongue
as Rusty watched.  Rusty was amazed as she said,

"You're right, it doesn't have any flavor."

At this point, Nancy moved so she was lying between his legs, her face so
close to his cock he could feel her breath.  He found that it was even more
exciting to keep his eyes open and watch her playing with him, so he raised
his arms behind him and held his head up so he could see.  Nancy was
staring at his penis intently as she continued to stroke her hand up and
down, up and down, slowly, gently.

All of a sudden, Nancy lowered her head and drew his penis into her mouth.
Rusty almost climaxed right then.  It felt marvelous.  He couldn't have
imagined a feeling such as this.  Nancy heard his sharp intake of air and
felt him thrust his hips against her mouth.  She let her saliva flow so his
penis was good and wet.  She didn't really know what she was doing, but she
had looked forward to trying this ever since she had gone down on Brigitte.
She moved her head up and down the length of his cock, running her tongue
around it and along the length of it.  Remembering what her mother had said
about the mouth and tongue being more flexible than a vagina, she tried to
do as much with them as possible.

All too soon, Rusty gasped that he was near his climax.

"I'm ready," he gasped, "you'd better watch out!"

Not knowing what that white stuff was or how it would taste, Nancy took her
mouth off of his penis and replaced it with her hand.  She pumped her hand
up and down his penis rapidly as she had seen him do. All of a sudden,
white stuff was spurting out all over the place.  It seemed to go on
forever, flying out and falling all over his stomach and her hand.  She
continued to stroke him more slowly as his climax continued, his back
arched up off of the floor.  She noticed that his face was almost as red as
his cock, his breathing rapid and shallow.  Finally, he sank back to the
floor and began breathing more normally.  Opening his eyes and looking at
his stomach and then at his sister, he said, "quite a mess, huh?"

"Not so bad, really," she answered.  "I think it's amazing - exciting, too.
I'm wet all over again."  Taking her hand from around his penis and drawing
it to her lips, she said, "I wonder what this stuff tastes like."  Rusty
watched in amazement as she proceeded to lick a good sized glob of that
unknown white stuff from her hand.  "Not all that bad," she said.  "Kind of
bitter and not something I'd want to make a steady diet of, but not bad.
Do you want to know what it tastes like?"

Rusty was still coming down from his climax and wasn't paying too much
attention, but some subconscious thought prompted him to respond, "Yeah."

Surprised, Nancy lifted a blob from his stomach with her finger and reached
up to his mouth.  Without thinking about what he was doing, Rusty took her
finger into his mouth and sucked off what she was offering him.  "She was
right," he thought to himself, "I wouldn't want a steady diet of it, but
not a terrible taste.  I just hope it isn't something that will make us
sick.  I need to have a talk with Dad and find out what this stuff is."

Nancy got up and grabbed a washcloth, wetting it in the water still in the
tub.  She knelt between her brother's legs and proceeded to clean that
white stuff off of her hands and his stomach and legs.  Fortunately the
floor was ceramic tile because some of it had slid down his legs to the
floor.  As she began washing his limp penis with the warm washcloth, it
began to grow hard in her hand.  She watched with fascination as it went
from soft to hard, standing erect from his crotch.  She had seen it limp at
the pool on Saturday and she had seen it hard on numerous occasions, but
this was the first time she had seen the transition.

It was amazing, and it turned her on to the point that Rusty noticed the
change in her breathing and the flushed look on her face.  This did a great
deal for his ego, knowing that just getting a hardon could excite her.  As
he watched her looking at his cock, he reached down and wrapped his right
hand around it and began to slowly stroke himself up and down as she had
done.  His sister seemed hypnotized by his hand motions, sitting there
motionless, watching him.  He could tell she was getting more and more
excited.  The way she was kneeling between his legs, it was easy for him to
raise up on his left arm and move his right hand from his cock to his
sister's pussy.  As he began rubbing her with the whole palm of his hand,
her breathing became even more ragged.  She soon changed positions so that
she was lying on her back on the bathroom floor, just as Rusty had earlier.
Her brother continued to stroke her vagina with one hand and her breasts
with the other.  To do this, he lay down between her legs.  Will he know
what to do with his mouth? Nancy wondered.  She could feel his hot breath
against her legs and waited with anticipation to see what he would do.

She didn't have to wait long.  Evidently taking his cue from what she had
just done for him, he lowered his head to her crotch, his tongue licking
tentatively along the hairless lips of her vagina.  Nancy's body shook with
the delicious pleasure his wet, warm tongue was giving her.  Sensing this,
Rusty continued his explorations.  She tastes almost as sweet as she looks,
he thought to himself.  As he licked her lips from bottom to top, they soon
opened up and allowed his tongue to slip inside.  As his hands gently
massaged her breasts, his tongue started sinking more deeply into her
vagina.

Some instinct, and perhaps the memory of watching her insert her finger
into this orifice, drove him to seek out the depths of her sex.  As he
probed deeper, she raised her hips off the floor to give him greater
access.  Eventually, as her breathing became more ragged, he moved his
right hand down and replaced his tongue with his middle finger.  His tongue
then sought out that little button at the top of his sister's vagina that
he had played with earlier.  When he found it, her body jerked with
pleasure, and she began to moan softly.  He continued to stroke his finger
in and out as his tongue licked her clitoris rapidly up and down and back
and forth.

Nancy couldn't keep her hips still and began thrusting against his mouth,
willing him to put more pressure against her clitoris with his tongue.  Her
own hands moved to cup and massage her breasts, replacing her brother's
left hand which then moved down to caress the small tuft of hair at the top
of her pussy.  As Nancy neared her climax, her moans and groans became
louder.  She had never felt such pleasure.  This was better, even, than
when Brigitte had gone down on her.  Rusty seemed to escalate his own
finger and tongue actions with every moan, and since their parents were at
work, she didn't try to restrain herself.

Soon she was completely engulfed in the throes of orgasm, her hips slapping
against the floor as she thrust them at Rusty's mouth, her grunts of
ecstasy in rhythm with her thrusts.  When her climax was complete, her body
glistened with a fine coat of sweat.  As she lay recovering, Rusty raised
himself to his knees, straddling her thighs, his new hardon throbbing and
bouncing up and down.  To Nancy, it was still one of the most beautiful
things she had ever seen.  The position her brother was in placed his penis
directly over her vagina, so she could see her hair and his hairless balls
almost touching.  As she stared at him, Rusty reached up with his right
hand and began stroking his cock.

"Yes, Rusty," Nancy said, "make yourself shoot that stuff again.  It's
unbelievably exciting to watch you play with yourself."  Rusty just grunted
as he masturbated with one hand and stroked his sister's breasts with the
other.  Nancy went on, "Look how red your penis is getting.  Look at the
hole in the end.  Look how your balls bounce up and down as you
masturbate." And reaching her right hand around him, she began stroking her
clitoris rapidly with her middle finger.  Rusty squirmed forward to make it
easier for her to reach her crotch, placing his penis just below her
breasts.  The two of them continued to play with themselves as they moved
towards a joint climax.

"I watched you playing with yourself in the tub that night I came in
naked," Rusty said.  "It was the most exciting thing I had ever seen."

"I thought so," said Nancy.  "Brigitte and I watched through the keyhole as
you and Rex played with yourselves and each other just a few nights before
that.  We were looking through the keyhole as you shot that white stuff all
over the place."

"I thought so," Rusty answered, continuing to stroke himself.  "We found
Brigitte's panties on the floor under the sink and figured you might have
been watching.  We watched you two do the same thing."

Talking about watching each other while they played with themselves, drove
them to a rapid climax, Nancy thrusting her hips off the floor against her
hand, Rusty shooting that sticky white stuff all over his sister's breasts
and throat.  That was a massive turn on for both of them.  When they had
come down off of their respective orgasms, they took a shower together,
using plenty of soap and hand motions to get all of Rusty's "stuff" off of
each other.

"What is that stuff?" Nancy asked.

"I don't know for sure, but Rex does it, too, so I guess it's OK.  I'm
going to ask Dad about it some night this week."

"I wonder what Rex and Brigitte are doing," Nancy said as they each turned
to their own bedrooms to get dressed.

Part II next week.