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 Chapter Two

   We were still sleeping in the morning when Mom stuck her head in the
door and said, "Wake up, sleepyheads and get some breakfast."

   Jilly and Pammy were still molded on either side of me, First one, then
the other stretched.  Mom turned to walk back up the hall.  Jilly gave me a
little kiss on the cheek and I felt her fingers find my dick and give it a
squeeze.  Her hand was joined by Pammy, and there were two giggles and then
they both bounced out of bed, leaving me to roll over and sit on the edge
of the bed myself as I watched two giggly ten-year-olds going up the hall.

   I knew the hard-on they'd initiated would go down after I went to the
bathroom, so I sort of hunched over to hide it and made my way to the
toilet.  It took a few seconds to get from rock-hard to soft enough to pee.
Then I went back to my room and changed into play clothes.  It was
Saturday, the day MADE for kids.

   Once in jeans and an old shirt and socks and sneakers, I joined the
girls in the kitchen where we sat at the breakfast table eating some kind
of sugary cereal and milk.  I was still eating when they finished and
headed out the door to a day's play with the other girls their age up the
street.  After I finished my own breakfast, I put my bowl in the kitchen
sink and went outside myself, joining a couple of boys my own age for
running around doing what kids do on Saturday.

   No, I didn't share my sexual exploits with them.  Pammy was my sister
and I was very protective of her, including the whole "reputation"" thing,
and this was the Sixties and "reputation" still meant a lot.  I cared
deeply for my little sister and I wouldn't do anything to hurt her.

   Late morning came and I was heading across the yard back to the house
when Pammy caught up with me.

   "Dan," she said, "Jilly said you an' her did stuff after I went to
sleep."

   "Yeah," I said.  "I was going to sleep an' she started playin' with me
and stuff.  Are you mad?" I was worried.  Jilly wasn't in my house every
night.  Pammy was.  I didn't want to mess up what Pammy and I did together.

   "Nuh-uh," Pammy replied.  "I was asleep.  I was sooooo relaxed.  That
was wonderful what we did."

   I looked at her.  I smiled, relieved.  She continued, "She said she
sucked on your thingie and you did your stuff in her mouth."

   "Uh-huh.  I did."

   "Your white stuff."

   "Yeah."

   "I didn't know you could do that with somebody sucking on you."

   "Pammy," I said, "I didn't know I could do THAT white stuff at all until
last night.  Then I did it inside her, and I did it inside you, an' that
was the first time I ever did the white stuff."

   Pammy grinned.  "I know," she said.  "An' it was the first time I
exploded, too.  Sure is fun, ain't it?"

   "Yeah.  It's way past fun."

   "So," she said, "Jilly sucked on you and you did it in her mouth?"

   "Yeah."

   "Was she doing something different?"

   I looked into those blue eyes.  "No," I said, "just sucking on it.  She
don't do as much stuff to it when she sucks.  Not like you do."

   Blue eyes twinkled and nose crinkled and she grinned.  "I do it better?"

   I had to be honest.  "Yeah.  YOU do it perfect."

   "Then how come you didn't do it in MY mouth?"

   "Cuz last night was the first time I EVER did it, and you haven't sucked
on me since then."

   "I wanna do that," she said.  "Soon as we get a chance." She smiled
sweetly.

   "Okay," I said.

   I didn't know when the next chance was going to be.  Pammy and I had
never done anything outside our house.  All the "secret" hide-outs around
the neighborhood were pretty much common knowledge to the neighborhood
kids, and if Pammy and I went into one of the various "forts" and
"clubhouses" and nests in the brush behind the row of houses, we were sure
to be seen by other kids who'd soon be there to see what we were up to.  We
had to get some "house" time.

   It came after lunch of sandwiches and milk.  Mom looked at me and Pammy
sitting at the table.  "I need to do some shopping.  Who wants to go?"

   "Me an' the other guys were going to build a fort," I said.  "Do I have
to go?"

   "No." said Mom.  "You can stay.  I'll only be gone an hour or so."

   Pammy piped up, "Mommmm.  Can I play at Jilly's house?  She's got a new
doll."

   Mom said, "Okay, but if you come back here, you need to listen to your
brother."

   "Thanks, Mom!" I said.

   "Yeah, thanks, Mom." Pammy bounced up and headed out the door.

   I was washing my hands as I heard the car back out of the drive-way.  I
went to my room and I heard the back door open.

   "Dan!  Are you in here?" It was Pammy.

   "I'm in my room, Pammy."

   And then her blonde head peeked around the corner.  "I wanna do stuff,"
she said, grinning.  "Show me your pee-pee."

   Just like that.  It was wonderful.  I stood up and unzipped my pants.  I
fished my little hard dick out and it stuck through my fly expectantly.  A
wonderful thing happened.  It had happened many times before, and every
time it did, I thought it was wonderful.  This was no exception.  Pammy
knelt down in front of my dick.  She turned her sweet face up to see me,
her bright blue eyes twinkling and a smile on her lips.  Her lips parted
and a little pink tongue appeared and licked around the head of my dick. 
Then her tongue cupped the underside of my dick and she pulled it inside
her mouth.  Her lips closed around the shaft and her tongue worked around
the head as if she was conducting an examination of the head with her
tongue inside its warm, wet surroundings.  My knees got weak.

   Her eyes looked up at me as she held just the head in her mouth.  She
let me out of her mouth, her hand circling my shaft.  "Can you take your
pants off?  I wanna do all of you."

   Unbuckle belt.  Pop the snap.  Shake.  My pants were down around my
ankles.  She pulled my underpants down.  Sucking me back into her mouth,
she sucked gently while her fingers untied my sneakers.  I stepped out of
everything.

   She pulled me back to her with a hand behind my thigh.  My dick was
pointing up at a ridiculous angle.  She giggled and pushed it back with her
forehead as her tongue found my balls.  "You're getting some little hairs
right over your pee-pee," she said.

   I hadn't noticed.

   "Lay on the bed," she said, pushing me back toward my bed.

   I followed instructions, laying back, spreading my legs, and watching
her get into her "play" position, laying between my thighs.

   So there I was, tee shirt on and nothing else, and this delightful
little head at my crotch, blonde, straight-cut bangs hovering above blue
eyes, and a big grin.  Fingers of one hand were bouncing my young balls
gently and the other was holding the shaft of my hard dick.  The grin
changed into a smile.  She tilted my dick toward her lips and engulfed the
head in delicious warmth.  I felt tongue and warm suction and heard her go
"Mmmmmmmm" as she did something she knew we both enjoyed.  I FELT the
"Mmmmm", too, adding to my pleasure.

   She didn't like the angle, though, and she scooted up a little higher
between my legs.  Her neck arched as she sucked me into her mouth, sliding
her lips up and down the shaft, following her lips with her fingers gently
sliding the skin of my dick up and down.  A minute of this and she stopped
and looked at me.  "Am I doing it good?"

   I stroked her sleek blonde hair and gently brushed her cheek with my
fingertips.  "Pammy, nobody could EVER do it better."

   "I want you to do it in my mouth, Dan, like you did with Jilly."

   "You keep doing what you're doing, and I will," I said.

   Giggle.  And her head bobbed downward, "Mmmmmm!" and I could feel the
waves of pleasure building.  And building.  And building.  "Pammy.  It's
getting close!"

   She purred and popped up long enough to say, "I think you are, too.  I
could taste a lot of the clear stuff.  I think that comes first." And then
back down and "Mmmmmmm!"

   The first wave crashed in my groin.  The "Mmmmmm" changed to "Mmmmph!"
as she experienced the first squirt into her mouth.  And she kept sucking.
And sucking.  Wave after wave pulsed though my dick.  Each wave was
accompanied by her tongue on the underside of my dick and every wave was
aided by a suck, lips tight two-thirds of the way down my shaft, pulling
back all the way to the head, and a little purring "Mmmmmm".

   Finally the waves subsided and the sucking gentled as my little dick
went soft.  The little blonde head popped up with a smile.  There was a
single drop of my semen on the corner of her mouth, and I didn't even know
it was called "semen".  Pammy crawled up my torso and kissed me, then laid
on my chest.

   "Was that good?"

   I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her back.  The kiss tasted
different, and I knew that the difference was she still had traces of my
cum in her mouth.  "Good?  That was the greatest ever."

   "Better than Jilly?"

   "Better than Jilly.  Way better."

   The blue eyes were inches from mine and the smile was sublime.  "Good.
We can still have fun with Jilly, but you're MY brother and I want to be
your best."

   I stroked her sleek hair, then my hands continued down her back and I
cupped my hands over the tight young ass cheeks and pulled her against me.
The mound of her little girl pussy pressed against my dick through her
jeans, and my dick stirred with the enthusiasm and ability of a twelve year
old boy.  This caused a giggle.

   "It likes me," she said.

   "No," I said.  "It loves you." I pressed my dick up against her.  "You
got to taste me.  Can I taste you?"

   "Yeah," she sighted.  "An' then I want you to put it in me."

   "I'd love to," I said, "but we can't take long.  Mom's gonna be back,
and I don't think she'd be happy if she found us doing stuff."

   Pammy jumped up and peeled jeans and panties off with one smooth motion
then lay back with her legs spread.  I fell between her thighs and my mouth
fastened over the closed lips of her sweet and glistening pussy.  Through
her closed pussy lips I sucked and vacuumed the juice, then my tongue
gently probed between them.  "Mmmmmm, Pammy, you taste soooo good!"

   "Danny, you don't know how good that feels." Her hands went to the back
of my head.  I licked and sucked.

   I came up for air.  Her pussy was open before me and I crawled upward
between her legs.

   "What are you doing?" she asked.

   "I think I can put it in you this way."

   Giggle.  Yeah, we'd not tried "missionary" yet.  The "Pammy on top" and
"Jilly on top" were wonderful last night, but exploration is exploration.
She drew her knees up instinctively and spread wide.  Those pink lips
parted, revealing glistening wetness that I probed with my hard little
dick. It needed little help.  She was small and tight, but I was still
small, too, and the little cap on the end of my dick found a sweet wet
opening.  I pressed forward and her hips arched up to meet me.

   We wrapped each other in embrace for a few seconds, then she pressed
upward against me, and I pressed downward, then I pulled a little bit out,
then went back in and Pammy moaned.  I was thinking, "This can work!"

   We humped happily for a couple of minutes and Pammy's moans got more
rhythmic and insistent, as did my thrusts.  Her breaths were coming out
almost explosive, between clenched teeth.  "Dan!  Don't stop!  I'm gonna DO
it!" And the moans turned to "Nnnnnnnnnghhhh!" and her pelvis thrust up
hard against me, and that was all it took for what was building in me.  I
spurted lustily into her spasming pussy.

   After a minute of just clasping onto each other like life depended on
it, Pammy came to her senses first.  "Uh, we need to get dressed before Mom
gets back!"

   "Uh, yeah," I said.  I could feel the gooey mess down there.  "Turn
around and let me clean you up." We didn't even know what "69" was.  She
turned around, presenting her sopping pussy to me and her face was hovering
at my dick.  We both started licking and sucking, cleaning the joint juices
of our happy moments.  After a couple of minutes, she got up.

   "Look at you," she said, "it's hard again!  I wish we had more time."

   "Maybe tonight Mom and Dad will go play cards again." I said.  I was
getting dressed.  She pressed up against me.

   "Yeah, I hope so.  Let's go wash our faces.  You smell like my panties!"
We washed up and were out the door in separate directions playing when Mom
got back in the house.

   Dad got back from the odd Saturday at work at four-thirty and we had
family supper at five, small talk, lots of clink of forks and glasses. 
Pammy and I helped Mom clean up the kitchen while Dad showered.  He walked
back into the kitchen as I was drying the last dishes for Mom.

   "Did the Browns say anything about playing cards tonight?" he asked Mom?

   She answered, "Yes, honey.  They said about six-thirty or seven.  Let me
get the kids bathed and then we can go."

   Pammy piped up, "Mommmmm!  Can Jilly come spend the night like she did
last night?"

   "Oh, I don't know, sweetie," said Mom.  "That's two nights in a row."

   Pammy did her wrinkled brow, almost a whine thing.  "But it's the
weekend.  Can you call her mom and ask?"

   "Okay," said Mom, "I can do that.  You don't mind, do you, Danny?" Mom
still called me "Danny".

   "Nah.  `Sokay.  They played with dolls all evening, an' I watched TV,
then I read them a book an' they went to sleep in my bed."

   Mom made a phone call.  She turned to Pammy and said, "Jilly will come
over when we leave to go over there."

   Inside of me I was rejoicing.

   Two baths later Pammy was in her cotton nightgown and panties and I was
in another pair of those oversized pajamas.  Mom called the Browns and they
left, them and Jilly crossing paths in the street.

   Jilly walked in the door.  "So," she grinned, "what can we do for fun
this evening?"