Kathy Learns - Family Secrets, 1

The sunrise was still an hour away when Joanne and Richard Morris
woke up, dressed and went to the kitchen for breakfast.  Their mother
and father were already sitting at the table, eating bacon and eggs. 
The smell of fresh brewed coffee and hot bacon grease filled the
kitchen.  When Joanne and Rich sat down at the old wooden table,
their mother got up, went to the stove and cracked five eggs into the
hot grease.

"I'm going to be plowing the west eighty today Rich," his father
told him.  "I want you and Jo to take care of the livestock and clean
up the loft in the barn.  I bought hay and Mr. Wilkins will be
delivering it tomorrow."

"Yes sir," Rich said.  "We should be able to get it all done today."

Every morning on the farm was about the same for the family.  They
got up before dawn, ate breakfast, and then did the chores.  During
school, Joanne and Richard had to feed the animals, change from their
work clothes into their school clothes and get to the end of the dirt
road to catch the bus.  Today, and for the rest of the summer, there
was no school.  For the next three months the two young teens would
spend their days working around the farm.

Joanne sat opposite her father and looked at his rugged face.  The
years of hard work and sun had taken their toll on the man.  The
family lived on the farm he was born on, and like his father before
him, farming was the only life he knew.  The only time in his life he
was away from the farm for more than a week or two was the four years
he spent in the Army.  When he returned from overseas Seth Morris
married Betty and she moved to the farm with him.

The couple didn't start having children until Seth's parents were
dead and they were both in their late thirties.  Richard was born a
cold March morning, his sister less than two years later.  The
siblings had few friends growing up and besides school, and church on
Sunday, spent all of their time on the farm.  

Betty places a platter of fried eggs and strips of bacon on the
table.  Rich scrapped three of the eggs onto his plate, took half of
the bacon and passed the platter to his sister.  She took the
remaining eggs and bacon and began to eat.

"Mom," Joanne said.  "Do you think we can go into town in the next
few days?  I need to pick up some personal items."

"I'll have to see Jo.  I have a lot of work to do this week."

"I could take her mom," Rich said.  "We can get caught up on the
chores and go tomorrow."

Joanne turned to her father and asked, "Can he take me?  There's a
new movie at the drive-in and maybe we could go see it while we're in
town."

Seth pushed his hand over his thinning gray hair, looked across at
his daughter and smiled.  "If you two get everything done, you can
take the pick-up and go on Friday."

Joanne giggled, got up and went over to her father.  She put her
arms around his neck and hugged him, thanking him repeatedly.  "We'll
have the chores done sir, I promise.  Today is only Wednesday; we
have two days to do the work."

Seth smacked his daughter on her bottom and grinned.  He wasn't an
unreasonable man, not like his father.  He knew his children needed
to enjoy some of the things life had to offer and not be prisoners to
the farm.  Jo let go of his neck, went back to her seat and drank the
remainder of her milk.  She told her brother to hurry and headed for
the backdoor.

Rich finished his breakfast, carried his dishes to the sink and
followed his sister out to the back porch.  They sat on the bench,
pulled their boots on and tied the laces.  Rich took his worn cap off
a peg, pushed back his sandy brown hair and put it on his head.

"Let's go kid," Rich said to Joanne.  "We've got a lot of work to
get done in two days."

The two siblings left the porch and headed across the yard to the
barn.  The sun was beginning to peek above the horizon and their
bodies cast long shadows on the dew-covered lawn.  Once in the barn,
they set about their daily chores.  Joanne filled a pail with grain
and went to feed the chickens while Rich fed the hogs.  After turning
the small herd of cows out into a small pasture adjacent to the
barnyard, Rich went to the loft to begin cleaning a place for the hay
that would be arriving.

Joanne feed the sheep, playing with the two new lambs that were born
a few weeks earlier.  She poured cat food into a large pan and waited
for the barn cats to come to eat, talking to each of them as she
petted their ragged fur.  Once she was done, she went to help her
brother.

Rich was moving the bails of hay that were in the loft to one side
so they wouldn't be mixed with the fresh hay.  Jo picked up a
pitchfork and moved the loose hay from the loft, tossing it off onto
the floor below.

As the morning wore on, the sun beat down on the barn's metal roof,
heating the building.  The air filled with dust and created an eerie
sight in the sunlight that leaked into the barn from the cracks in
the wooden walls.  After a couple of hours, Rich stuck his hay hooks
into a bail and sat on another.  He pulled a red and black bandana
out of the back pocket of his bib overalls, removed his cap and wiped
his brow.

"We're almost half way done," Rich said.  "Why don't you go and get
us a jug of water?"

"Sure," Joanne said, and headed down the ladder to the barn floor. 
She picked up the water jug from a shelf near the door and went
outside to the pump.  

Holding the jug in her left hand, she lifted the long pump handle
and pushed it up and down several times.  When the water began to
flow out of the spigot, she held to jug under it and filled it with
the cold well water.

Joanne climbed back into the loft and gave her brother the jug.  He
held it up to his mouth and took a long drink.  Some of the water
spilled from the corners of his mouth onto his overalls and shirt. 
When he was finished, he handed the water to Jo and she too took a
drink.

"It's starting to get hot in here," Rich said as hooked his thumbs
in the straps of his bibs and lowered them.  He unbuttoned his
checkered shirt, took it off and put the straps back onto his
shoulders.  He laid back on a hay bail and covered his eyes with his
forearm.

Joanne wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and nodded in
agreement.  She too lowered the top of her blue denim bibs as she
turned her back to her brother and unbuttoned the flannel shirt she
wore.  Beneath the blue and gray shirt, Joanne had on a girl's tee
shirt.  The thin white cotton shirt had narrow shoulder straps with
scalloped edges.  The arm openings dipped low beneath her armpits,
reveling the swell of her breasts.  Joanne pulled her bibs back up
and hung her flannel on a nail.

"Let's get back to work Rich.  We still have a lot to do."

Joanne picked up a push broom and began to push the small pieces of
hay and dust into a pile.  Rich sat up, grabbed the hay hooks and
drove them into a bail.  He carried the hay to the pile of bails at
the front of the loft and returned for another.  As he walked across
the creaking wood floor, he glanced at his sister.

Rich froze in his tracks and stared at Joanne as she pushed the
broom across the floor.  Bending at the waist, she gripping the broom
handle midway down the wood shaft.  As she pushed the boom with short
strokes, he could see her breasts sway.  He finally tore his eyes
away when she looked up and turned away.

Rich couldn't help but wonder when the dramatic change in his little
sister's body took place.  Although he had never paid much attention
to her, he couldn't believe that she had developed without him
noticing.

Joanne always dressed conservatively, wearing loose fitting shirts
and slightly baggy pants.  On Sundays, when they went to church, she
wore dresses that covered her from her neck to below her knees.  The
change in her body also took Joanne by surprise.  It seemed that over
the course of the winter, her breasts grew nonstop and her waist
narrowed.  The layer of baby fat that circled her middle melted away
and her hips took shape.

Self-conscious about the sudden changes, she had tried to shield her
body from her mom and everyone else.  The personal items she had
alluded to at the breakfast table were new bras and underwear.  She
had always worn girl undershirts, like the one she had on, but felt
that it was time for a change.  Some of her friends from school wore
bras and she wanted to wear one too.

Rich continued to stack the hay, stealing glances at his sister at
every opportunity.  He could feel his penis reacting to the sight of
her body, forcing him to adjust it several times.  When they heard
the loud bell ringing, they dropped their tools and headed to the
house for dinner.  Before leaving the barn, Joanne put her shirt back
on.

Walking from the barn to the house, Rich saw their father coming
down the lane on the small tractor.  He left big four-wheel drive
tractor in the field he was plowing and used the small Ford used to
get back and forth.

The two kids washed their hands on the back porch and went back
outside.  Their mother had set the picnic table and they would be
eating under the shade of the large Oak tree near the back of the
house.  Betty Morris carried a large covered dish of country-fried
steak out of the house and placed it on the table.  She returned to
the house and brought back mashed potatoes, green beans and homemade
biscuits.  The noon meal was always the big meal of the day.  Supper
was lighter and served after the day's work was complete.

While they ate, Seth asked his son about the progress he and his
sister were making on the loft.  Rich told him that they finish
moving the old hay and cleaning before the end of the day.

"The new hay will be here tomorrow afternoon," Seth said.  "We will
have to off load the truck onto the barn floor and then put the bails
in the loft on Saturday."

"Jo and I can start putting it up Friday morning before we leave for
town," Rich said.

Seth looked up from the large wedge of apple pie he was eating and
said, "You two can take care of the stock and then go to town on
Friday, and the hay can wait a day.  Your mother and I have business
in Carson on Saturday and won't be home till late." 

Jo helped her mom clear the table and carried the dishes to the
house.  She waited at the back door and her mom took the things into
the house.  Jo's overalls were covered with dirt and she would have
to take them off to enter the house.  After she cleared the table, Jo
stretched out on the grass under the oak, next to her dad and brother.

The three rested in the shade and talked about how unseasonably warm
it was.  Seth looked into the cloudless sky and said, "I just hope it
doesn't rain till I get the plowing done."

At one thirty, an hour and a half after they had stopped, the three
got up to go back to work.  Seth climbed onto the tractor, started
the engine and drove off.  Rich and Joanne went back to the barn and
up into the loft.

The afternoon sun had made it so hot in the old barn that it was
uncomfortable.  Joanne took her flannel off again and worked in her
undershirt and bibs.  Just as before lunch, Rich couldn't help
looking at his sister.  Near the end of the day, all of the bails
were stacked and the dirt sweep into a series of small piles.

"Rich," Joanne said.  "Hold the shovel so I can sweep this dirt into
it."

Joanne used the wide push broom to move the piles of dirt onto the
shovel while her brother held it for her.  At one point, she glanced
up and caught him looking down the front of her bibs and undershirt. 
The tee shirt would gap as she moved her arms and give her brother a
view of the tops of her breasts.

"Why do you keep staring at me Rich?"

Rich jerked his head up and began to blush.  He stammered and
finally said, "Um, I wasn't staring at you Jo."

"Yes you were you have been all afternoon."

"Well, ah...you've changed Jo.  I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to stare
at you."

Joanne couldn't figure out what her brother was talking about until
she looked down and noticed that he could see her breasts when she
moved just right.  She pressed her hand against her bibs, closing the
gap and blocking her brother's view.

"Let's finish this," Joanne said, trying to change the subject.  "I
need a shower."

Being careful of how she bent over, Joanne finished sweeping the
dirt into the shovel.  The two put the tools away, took care of the
livestock and headed for the house.

"You take your shower first Rich, I want to play with the dog for a
few minutes."

Rich went to the outdoor shower that their father had built off the
back porch.  A large holding tank on the roof of the porch collected
rainwater from the roof of the house and the sun warmed it.  The back
of the porch formed one wall of the topless enclosure, with two
sheets of corrugated metal sheeting making up the other two.  A
canvas curtain completed the shower.

Stepping into the shower, Rich removed his clothing and stood under
the round showerhead in the center.  He pulled the chain that hung
down, opening the valve and let the water cool water cover his sweaty
body.  When he was finished, he dried himself with one of the towels
that hung on a peg and wrapped it around his waist.

"Hey Jo," Rich yelled as he walked to the back door carrying his
dirty clothes.  "Your turn."

Joanne stopped playing with the old yellow dog and went to the
shower.  She stepped into the stall and removed her clothes.

Rich tossed his dirty clothes into a basket on the back porch and
ran up the stairs to his bedroom.  He pulled on a pair of jeans,
opened his bedroom window and slipped out onto the roof of the porch.
Moving slowly, he snuck to the water tank and peeked over the edge of
the roof into the shower below.  He watched as his younger sister
stood naked under the water and rubbed shampoo into her hair.  When
she turned towards the back of the house, he could see her breasts
and gasped.

Joanne's breasts had grown to the size of half grapefruits.  Her
dark quarter-sized areolas, topped with dark pink nipples, stood out
because of the cool water and appeared to be slightly larger than
pencil erasers.  Rich's penis grew and extended down the leg of his
jeans.  He gripped his hard shaft and rubbed it as he spied on his
unsuspecting sister.  When she finished her shower, Rich went back to
his room and masturbated.

Wrapping a towel around her naked body, Joanne collected her clothes
and took them into the house.  She tossed them into the washer,
picked up her brothers, added them to the load and went into the
kitchen.  She would dress and come back to do the laundry after her
father had changed so she could do his too.

"Jo," her mom said as she walked through the kitchen.  "What
personal items do you need from town?"

"I need to get some bras and panties mom.  I don't own a bra and
I've grown out of most of my panties."

"Bras?  What do you need bras for?"  Betty asked her daughter.

"MOM!  Why do you think I need bras?  I have boobs now and I need
some."

When her mother began to question her, Jo opened her towel and
showed her mom her chest.  Betty's glanced from her daughter's firm
breasts to her mons.  She saw the tuft of curly blond pubic hair that
adorned her daughter's crotch and grinned.

"You're right Jo, you do need a bra.  Are you sure you don't want me
to go with you to pick them out?"

Joanne recovered herself and shook her head no.  "I already know
what I want mom."

"You do huh, just what is it you think you want?"

"Wait a minute mom, I'll show you," Joanne said and she left for her
bedroom.

Joanne returned to the kitchen wearing her nightgown and carrying a
Sears catalog.  She flipped through the pages until she found what
she was looking for.  She pointed at the pictures if young girls
dressed in matching bra and panty sets.

"This is what I want mom."

"Joanne!  I don't think that kind of underwear is appropriate for a
fourteen-year-old girl.  You should get plain white bras and
panties," Betty teased.

"Aw mom, that's so old fashion.  None of the girls at school wear
underwear like that.  They all have pretty bras and panties and I
want some too.  Besides, I'll be fifteen in two weeks."

"Fifteen or not, I just don't know if you need that type of
underwear," her mom said, remembering her childhood and the desire to
fit in with the town kids.  

Joanne huffed and said, "Never mind, I'll just ask daddy."

"Okay, okay," Betty said, knowing her father would tell her to do
whatever she wanted to do.  "Get what you want."

"Thanks mom, don't worry I'll pick out nice ones."

Joanne went to her bedroom and pulled a dime store novel, which a
girl at school had given her, out of its hiding place and climbed
into bed.  She stared at the cover and the picture of a scantly
dressed woman in the arms of a tall shirtless man.  Opening the book
to the first chapter she began to read.

After an hour, she put the book back between her mattress and box
spring, slid down and pulled the sheet over her.  As she drifted to
sleep, she thought about being taken into the arms of a handsome man
and being kissed, being touched, being loved.

A loud rap on her bedroom door interrupted Joanne's erotic dream.

"Let's go Jo, time to get up," Rich yelled before opening her door
and looking in.

When he looked at her bed, he saw his sister lying on her back with
her knees up and her nightgown gathered at her waist.  He could
clearly see her white panties as he had so many times before.  This
time was different, he didn't see his little sister, he saw a girl, a
girl with real breasts.

Rich felt his uncontrollable cock jump in his overalls and quickly
turned around, yelling at her to get up again.  Joanne rubbed her
eyes, sat up and looked at her brother.  She saw that he was facing
away and thought it strange.

"I'm up," Joanne said.  "I'll be down in a minute."

Rich left the room and went down to the kitchen.  He was almost
finished with his breakfast when Joanne came into the room and sat
down.  She was wearing overalls, like every other day, but these were
several years old and a little tight.  Her flannel shirt was over the
top of her bibs, rather than under the shoulder straps.  Joanne
quickly ate her breakfast and followed her brother out to the barn.

Like the day before, the two teens took care of their chores.  When
they were finished feeding and watering the livestock, they went into
the barn to finish cleaning the main floor.  Mr. Wilkins was due to
deliver the hay after dinner and the barn had to be ready.  They
scooped up the loose hay they had tossed from the loft and began to
sweep up.

This day was as hot as the previous one and after a couple of hours
Rich removed his shirt.  He didn't have an undershirt on today and
Joanne noticed his muscular arms and chest for the first time.  She
felt a little strange as she watched her brother's skin ripple when
he picked up a heavy barrel and moved it across the barn. 

Joanne could feel her face warm as she followed his every move.  She
removed her own shirt and hung it over her brother's, reveling her
undershirt.  When Rich glanced at her, she smiled and picked up her
broom.  The tight bib overalls didn't gap like the pair she had on
the day before, denying her brother a view if her chest.

After dinner, they two kids unloaded the hay wagon with the help of
their father and Mr. Wilkins.  It was dark by the time they had all
of the bails piled on the barn floor, waiting to be hoisted into the
loft.  Rich and Jo took care of the animals and then went to shower. 
Joanne ran ahead of her brother and slipped into the shower first. 
Rich sat on the porch steps and waited for his sister to finish so he
could wash the dust from his sweaty body.

Joanne stepped out of the shower with her dirty clothes over one arm
and clutched her towel above her breasts with the other.  She went
over to the steps, walked past her brother and reached for the screen
door.  As she pulled the door open, she dropped her clothes and bent
at the waist to pick them up.  Rich stood up and turned around to say
something to his sister, but he was speechless when he saw her.

Joanne's towel had ridden up and Rich had a clear view of her
bottom.  Even though her legs were together, he could see her pubic
hair between the gap her legs.  He turned and charged towards the
shower in hopes she wouldn't notice him.  While in the shower room,
he wrapped his hand around his penis and began to stroke it.

Joanne had caught her brother's quick exit and wondered what
happened.  She went over to the shower to ask him what was wrong, but
stopped outside the canvas curtain when she heard him moaning.  She
peeked into the gap of the curtain and stopped breathing when she saw
him.  Something told her to run, but she couldn't move.  Her eyes and
mouth were wide open as she watched his hand sliding over his erect
penis.  When he clamped his eyes shut and she saw his semen shoot out
of his erection, she turned and ran into the house.  She threw the
clothes into the basket and then charged through the house.  Once in
her room, she closed the door and sat on her bed.

Shaking her head, she closed her eyes and saw the image of her
brother's activity.  As she thought about it, she noticed a strange
tingle between her legs.  Neither she or her brother were strangers
to sex, they had both seen the livestock mating many times.  They had
witnessed different animals giving birth, and had even helped.  The
thing she had just seen her brother do was beyond anything she could
have ever imagined.

Joanne stood up, removed her towel, and pulled her nightgown over
her head.  She stepped into a clean pair of panties and pulled them
up over her hips.  Downstairs, she sat at the table with the rest of
the family eating supper.  She kept glancing up at her brother and
the image of him in the shower popped into her head.  After dinner
she watched television until about nine and then went to bed.  

After crawling into bed, Joanne thought about reading her book, but
decided against it.  As she lay staring up into the darkness, Joanne
ran her hand over her breasts, down along her tummy.  She rubbed her
stomach in small circles, moving closer and closer to her mons. 
Lifting her bottom, she pulled her nightgown up around her waist and
slipped her hand into her panties.

Joanne's fingers moved lightly over her soft curls and then ventured
lower.  She opened her legs and touched the folds of her labia,
feeling her body warm as she rubbed herself.  Joanne had touched
herself before, but only to wash.  This was different, much
different.  This was bringing out feelings and sensations she had
never experienced.  She moaned softly as she slid her finger between
the hot wet lips and shuddered when she touched her clitoris.

The contact with the small hidden nub sent a tingle throughout her
entire body.  She could feel it in her nipples and when she touched
one with her other hand, it intensified the feeling.  Joanne
increased the pressure and speed of her fingers between her now wide
spread legs and pulled at her nipples.  Suddenly her body began to
quiver and a groan escaped her open mouth.

Joanne didn't know what was happening, but she couldn't stop the
feelings or the motion of her fingers that was causing them.  She
groaned and moved her head from side to side as her very first orgasm
ripped through her.  When the exquisite feelings began to subside,
she renewed the effort with her fingers and tried to bring them back.

Finally, Joanne relaxed and removed her hand from her crotch.  She
lay on her back breathing heavily her head swimming with questions. 
She wondered what it was that she had just experienced and if she
could do it again.  Joanne also wondered if the things she has seen
her brother doing earlier provided the same pleasure to him.

A little confused and very satisfied, Joanne slipped off to sleep.

On the other side of the wall that separated his room from his
sister's, Rich lay in bed thinking about what he had seen on the
porch steps.  He heard the moaning coming through the wall and
wondered if his little sister was playing with herself like he was. 
He stroked his cock, felt his balls pull up and his semen surge for
the fourth time that night.  He tried to imagine how a girl
masturbated as he massaged his flaccid member and decided to try to
find out.  After several minutes of trying, he realized his penis
would not respond again and he removed his hand.

When Rich woke up on Friday morning and went to his sister's room,
he found her bed empty.  He went to the bathroom, saw the door closed
and headed for the kitchen.  His parents were finishing their
breakfast like most other mornings when he walked into the kitchen
and sat down.

"Is your sister up yet?"  His mom asked as she began to fry his eggs.

"I think she's in the bathroom mom, her bedroom was empty and the
bathroom door was closed."

"I want you two to be careful in Carson this afternoon.  It's not
our little town you know," Betty told her son.

"The boy is almost seventeen Betty, you don't have to tell him to be
careful," Seth said.  "I wasn't much older when I went into the
service and overseas."

Rich's father reached into his overalls and pulled out a fifty
dollar bill.  He handed it to his son and said, "This is for your
dinner and the movie.  Do you have spending money?"

"Yes sir, I've been saving my allowance.  I think I have about two
hundred dollars.  I want to look for a new shotgun.  My twenty-gauge
is not quite enough gun for deer."

Joanne came into the kitchen, took her seat, and said, "good
morning." 

"Good morning Jo," her dad said.  "Do you have enough money for
today?"

"I think so daddy."

Rich finished his meal and left for the barn while his mother served
his sister breakfast, telling her to hurry.

Seth reached into his overalls again and gave his young daughter two
hundred dollars.

"Your mom tells me you need some new clothes Jo.  This should help
you get what you want."

"Mom!" Joanne said.  "Did you tell him?"

"Yes dear, I did.  He said you can get the things you showed me,"
Betty said as she placed a plate in front of her.

Joanne blushed and avoided looking at her father.  She thanked him
for the money and began to eat her breakfast.  When she was finished,
she took care of her dishes and took off to help her brother with the
daily chores.  

The two teens breezed through their work in record time.  They ran
back to the house to get ready for their trip to town.  Rich walked
over to the outdoor shower and pulled the curtain back.

"Do you want to go first sis?"

"No thanks, I'm going to use the bathroom today, Rich."

Joanne went onto the porch, pulled off her bibs and went up to the
bathroom.  She showered in hot water, shampooing and conditioning her
hair.  When she finished washing, she shaved her legs, something she
really didn't need to do.  After slipping on her robe, she went to
her room to dress.

She took an older pair of panties out of her drawer and slipped them
on.  Joanne had already decided that she was going to wear her new
underwear as soon as she could and would just throw away the old
ones.  She picked out a green sleeveless blouse and put it on without
an undershirt.  Hunting through her closet, she found a pleated denim
skirt and stepped into it.  After completing her outfit with a pair
of sandals, she went to find Rich.

Joanne knocked on her brother's door and yelled, "Hey Rich, are you
ready to go yet?"

"I'm almost finished Jo, come on in."

Joanne opened the door and stepped into her brother's bedroom.  He
was wearing a pair of jeans and searching for a shirt.

"What shirt should I wear today Jo?" Rich asked her, holding up a
white tee shirt with a band's picture on it and a button down striped
down shirt.

"This one," Joanne said pointing to the striped shirt.  "You look
nice in that shirt."

Joanne watched as her brother put on his shirt.  His muscular chest
rippled as he put his arms through the sleeves and pulled it closed. 
She continued to watch as he buttoned the shirt, leaving the top two
buttons open.  When he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered his zipper to
tuck his shirttails in, she glanced at his boxer shorts.  It wasn't
uncommon for the family to see one another in their underwear, buy
this seemed different.  There was something exciting about seeing him
open his jeans and tuck in his shirt.

"Okay kid, I'm ready to go," Rich said as he walked past her and out
of his room.

Following her brother down the hall to the stairs, Joanne couldn't
help but stare at his firm butt as he walked.  Her mind thought about
what she had seen in the shower and she felt her cheeks warm.

The two siblings went into the kitchen to tell their mother goodbye.
After some last minute instructions, they headed for the back door. 
They almost ran to the five year old Ford pickup and climbed into the
cab.  Joanne tossed her purse onto the bench seat between her and her
brother and settled back for the drive into town.

Joanne was lost in her thoughts and stared out the windshield as her
brother drove the truck down the dirt road.  When he reached the main
road, he turned left onto the blacktop and accelerated.  After about
fifteen minutes of driving, he glanced at his sister.

"Something bothering you Jo?  You haven't said a word since we left
the house."

Shaking her head she replied, "Not really, just thinking."

"What you thinking about?"

Joanne remained silent for several minutes and then turned to her
brother, pulling one leg up onto the seat.  She pulled the hem of her
skirt down and said, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure Jo, what do you want to know?"

"Have you ever kissed a girl before?"

His younger sister's question shocked Rich.  He grinned and glanced
at her as she leaned against the door and looked at him.

"Yeah, I kissed Mary Martin once."

"When?"

"Last winter, we were at Bobby's birthday party."

"Are you going with her?"

"No," Rich chuckled.  "I'm not going with her, or any other girl."

"What happened Rich?  Why did you kiss her?"

"Almost everyone at the party was making out and I guess it just
happened with Mary and me."

"Making out?"

"Yeah, you know kissing and stuff."

"What stuff?"

"You Know, some of the guys were touching the girls...you know."

Joanne leaned forward a little as if she needed to be closer to
hear.  She looked down at her hands as she fiddled with her fingers.

"No Rich, I don't know.  I've never kissed a boy before, not really
kissed anyway.  What do you mean touching?  Don't you have to touch
to kiss?"

Rich laughed at his sister's naivety.  He wasn't very experienced,
but he was glad he knew more than she did.  Joanne had always done
much better in school and was smart.  She always seemed to know the
answer to everything, but now he had knowledge she didn't.  He knew
more about farming and how mechanical things worked, but she was
never interested in those things.

"Sometimes guys try to touch a girl's, ah..."

"What!"  She blurted out in frustration.  "What do boys try to touch?"

"Tits Jo, guys try to touch a girl's tits when they make out."

Rich pulled into a restaurant and parked.  Joanne's face turned red
and she turned to face away from her brother, hoping he wouldn't see
her blushing.  Without saying another word, Rich opened the door of
the truck and got out.

Opening her door, Joanne also climbed out of the truck and walked
behind Rich into the restaurant.  She thought about the feeling of
her own hand on her breasts the night before and was curious as to
why a boy would want to touch them.  What pleasure could another
person get from touching a girl's boobs, she wondered.

After ordering their food and sitting in a booth, they began to eat.
Joanne couldn't get the idea of her brother kissing Mary out of her
mine.  The more she thought about it, the more questions she had. 
After they had finished their meal, they threw away the empty
wrappers and soda cups and left.

"Do you want to shop here in town or go to Carson Jo?"  Rich asked
as they walked to the truck.

"Why don't we go right to Carson Rich?  They have more stores there."

"No problem sis, what ever you want."

Rich and his sister got back into the truck and they left for
Carson.  The bigger town was another thirty minutes from where they
were, connected by a two-lane blacktop road.  As they rode along,
Joanne stared out the window at the farm fields they were passing.

"Rich," Joanne said, still staring out the side window of the truck.
"Did you try to touch Mary?  Did you try to touch her boobs?"

"No Jo, we just kissed," he fibbed.  Rich had tried to feel Mary's
breasts, but she wouldn't let him.  Each time he moved his hand
towards her, she pushed it away.

Joanne tuned to face her brother.  She studied his profile as he
drove along the country road, noting his features.  She traced his
square jaw with her eyes, as well as his lips and nose.  She noticed
that his lips were full and his nose had a very slight hook to the
end of it.  When he glanced at her, she looked into his deep blue
eyes.  Wavy hair covered his head and it never looked brushed.  He
wore it short and most of the time covered it with a cap.

"What was it like Rich, kissing a girl?

"It was okay I guess, we didn't really kiss that much."

"How'd it happed?"

"I don't know, it just did.  Mary and I were about the only ones
that weren't kissing so we just did it."

"Did you kiss her first or did she kiss you?"

"She kissed me first.  We were sitting next to each other on a couch
and the couple next to us was making out.  Mary put her arm around my
neck and kissed me.  I kind of think she did it just so the other
kids wouldn't think she was strange or something."

Joanne twisted around, put her leg on the seat and sat on it.  "Was
the other boy on the couch touching the other girl's tits?"

Rich giggled and said, "I wasn't paying any attention to them Jo."

In reality, he had paid attention to the other couple.  Bobby and
his girlfriend Gail, two kids from his class, had been going with
each other for quite a while.  He remembered seeing Bobby put his
hand under Gail's sweater.  He also remembered how she moaned and
wiggled when he did.  From where he and Mary were sitting that night,
Rich could see the back of Bobby's hand distorting Gail's sweater as
he massaged her breasts.

Joanne nodded and turned to look out the front window of the pickup.
She thought about the description of how the man and woman in her
book had kissed and put their tongues into each other's mouths.  She
wondered if her brother had had his tongue in Mary's mouth, or if she
had hers in his.

It was a little after two in the afternoon when Rich pulled the
truck into the parking lot of the Wal-Mart store.  He found a parking
place, pulled in between two cars, and turned off the engine.

"We're here," Rich said, snapping Joanne out of her daydream. 
"Let's go."

Joanne nodded, picked up her purse and got out of the truck.  She
walked next to her brother as they crossed the parking lot and went
to the entrance of the store.  Once in side, Joanne turned to Rich.

"I have some things to look for Rich, what are you going to do?" 

"I'm going to the sporting goods department Jo.  I want to look at
the shotguns.  I'll look for you when I'm finished."

"Okay Rich, I'll be in the clothing department."

The two siblings separated and headed in opposite directions. 
Joanne went into the lingerie area and began to look for new
underwear.  The discount store didn't really have salespeople to help
her so she just looked through the racks trying to find the type of
thing she had seen in the catalog.

Joanne pushed her cart through the racks, placing a package of white
socks into the basket.  She pulled two packs of white cotton panties
off a hook and tossed them in, thinking that they would make her
mother happy.  Next, she looked at the assortment of colored bras and
panties, causally fingering the silky fabric.  She pulled two
different sized black bras from the rack and moved her cart to the
dressing rooms.  Leaving the cart next to the counter, she showed the
woman sitting there her selection and went in to try them on.

After removing her blouse, Joanne tried the first bra on and
adjusted the shoulder straps.  She looked at her reflection in the
full-length mirror and then turned sideways.  The bra made her
breasts stand out and the lightly padded cups made her look bigger
than she really was.  She removed the garment and tried on the other
one.

The second bra was unpadded and made her breasts look more natural. 
She pushed and pulled at the bra, trying to make sure it was the
right size.  As she stood in front of the full-length mirror, she
looked over her newly developed body.  

Joanne stood five foot six and weighed about one hundred and ten
pounds.  Her straight blond hair came down to her shoulders. 
Removing her skirt and standing in her panties and the bra, she
looked at her bottom.  It was round and firm with a slight crease
where it met her muscular thighs.  The work on the farm kept her body
tight and her muscles looked a bit more defined than the city girls
at her school were.   

After she was finished examining herself, she put her skirt back on
and unfastened the new bra.  Removing the garment, she decided that
the size of the first bra was good, but she liked the second's
construction.  Joanne put her blouse back on and left the dressing
room to make her selections.

After returning the two bras to the rack, she picked out several
others in the right size and material.  She found a black and yellow
bra that had very shear cups and after checking the size, dropped it
into the cart.  She selected matching panties, most of them bikinis. 
She spotted a rack of thongs, looked at one and decided to buy a red
and a black pair.  She thought about what her mom would say, but
decided she could wash them by hand and her mother would never know.

Once she had the new lingerie she wanted, Joanne went to the
sleepwear and picked out a couple pairs of pajamas with short
sleeveless tops and tap-pant bottoms.  She selected a new skirt and
went to find a matching top.  She selected a few tank tops and added
them to her cart.  As she was leaving the area, Joanne saw a rack of
halter-tops and stopped to look at them.  She looked up at a
mannequin that displayed one of the tops and decided that they would
be cool and comfortable under her bib overalls when she was working
in the summer heat.  She put several of the triangular tops into the
cart and moved on.  When she spotted a rack of tube tops, she took
several white ones and added them to her growing items.

As she was shopping, Joanne kept a mental estimate of the amount of
money she would have to spend to make her purchases.  She walked over
to the swimwear and began looking at new bathing suits, knowing she
would have enough to pay for everything using only the money her
father had given her.

Joanne picked a cute white two-piece suit and dropped it into the
cart.  She was looking at some of the other clothing when her brother
found her and asked how she was doing.

"I think I have everything I need," Joanne said waving her hand at
the cart.  "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Yeah, they have a nice twelve gauge over there, but it's more than
I have.  I'll have to come back later after I save some more money."

"How much are you short Rich?  I could lend you some money if it
isn't too much."

"About sixty dollars, Sis."

Joanne did some quick math in her head and said," I can give it to
you, if you want."

"Really, that would be great Jo."

Joanne took three twenty-dollar bills out of her purse and handed
them to her brother.  He took the money, thanked her and left for the
sporting goods department.  Joanne headed for the cosmetic aisle to
pick up some makeup.

Looking over the vast selection of items, Joanne picked out a couple
of tubes of lip-gloss, an eyeliner pencil and a tube of mascara.  She
also picked up some deodorant, shampoo, and lotion.  Joanne looked at
the cologne and picked a fragrance she liked.

As she walked towards the checkout counter her brother walked up
beside her carrying a box.

"Did you get it?"  She asked him.

"I sure did," he grinned holding the box up for her to see.  "Thanks
a million for lending me the money Jo."

"No problem, glad I could help you."

Joanne pushed her loaded cart up to a register and began piling her
selections on the moving belt.  The woman behind the counter punched
the buttons on her cash register and put the items into bags.  Rich
watched as the woman picked up his sister's new underwear, removed
the plastic hangers and dropped it into the bag.  When Joanne placed
her makeup on the counter he looked at her.

"Does mom know you're buying makeup Jo?" Rich said.

"No, you won't tell will you?"

"Of course not."

When the woman told Joanne the total, she reached into her purse and
handed her a stack of bills.  The woman gave her the change and she
dropped it into her purse.  Joanne began to gather the bags and Rich
helped her.  They went out to the truck and began to put the things
away behind the seat.  Joanne shuffled several things between her
bags and then got in.  Rich secured his new shotgun and also climbed
into the truck.

Checking his watch, Rich said, "It's just after four sis, what do
you want to do now?"

"Let's go downtown and walk around for a while, I would like to do
some window shopping."

"Okay kid, it won't be dark for another few hours so we can go to
the movies.  I need to get some gas in the truck too."

Rich drove to a gas station and pulled up to the pumps.  He got out
and started to fill the tank while Joanne pulled her bag from behind
the seat.

"I'm going to the restroom Rich.  I'll be back in a few minutes."

Rich nodded and Joanne walked towards the building.  She went into
the woman's room, locked the door and removed her blouse.  Reaching
into the bag, she pulled out her new black bra, put it on and
fastened the small clip between the shear cups.  She fixed the straps
and looked at herself in the mirror.  Grinning, she reached under her
skirt and removed the old panties she had worn, replacing them with a
pair of black bikinis.  She held her skirt up and stepped back so she
could see what they looked like on her.  She turned and looked over
her shoulder to see how they fit over her firm round bottom and
pulled at the edges.

Satisfied with the way the new lingerie looked, she dropped her
skirt and put her blouse back on.  She took the makeup out of the bag
and applied eyeliner and mascara.  Joanne coated her lips with the
pink gloss she had bought and dropped the makeup into her purse. 
After shoving her old panties and the empty bag into the trash, she
left the restroom.

When she rounded the corner, she saw Rich coming out of the building
with two bottles of Coke.  She met him and took one of the bottles
when he offered it to her.

"Thanks Rich, I was getting thirsty.  Are we ready to go?"

"Yup," he replied.  "Let's go."

They got back into the truck and he drove to Main Street.  He pulled
up to the curb and turned off the engine.  When they got out of the
truck, he locked the door.  Joanne and her brother began walking
slowly along the shops, gazing into the windows.  The came to a small
boutique and Joanne walked into the shop, her brother right behind
her.  She looked at the unique clothing the store carried, flipping
through the items on the racks.  

In the back of the store, they had a selection of lingerie.  She
walked back and looked at the items, wishing she had known about the
store before stopping at Wal-Mart's.  When she looked at a price tag
on a bra much like the one she had on, she decided that she was
better off at the discount store.

Rich found her looking at the sexy underwear and blushed when she
caught his eye.  He glanced around at the things hanging on the
racks, wondering if women really wore them.  When his sister saw him
looking at one of the mannequins dressed in a teddy, a garter belt
and stockings, she smiled and went over to him.

"Sexy huh?"

Rich spun around and looked right into his sister's eyes.  His face
turned bright red.  He nodded and quickly walked away.

Joanne caught up with her brother outside the store and grabbed his
arm.  She was giggling and trying to talk.

"I'm sorry, Rich.  I didn't mean to embarrass you."

"It's okay sis.  Do girls really wear that kind of stuff?"

"I guess they do, the store must sell it to someone."

As they walked along the sidewalk, Rich began glancing at the other
women and girls, wondering what they were wearing under their
clothing.  He felt his penis thicken as he imagined what a woman
would look like dressed in the scanty lingerie he saw in the store. 
Joanne was still holding onto his arm as they walked, when he
realized it, he pulled his arm away from her.

They continued to move along, looking into the stores.  They stopped
for ice cream at a little soda shop, sitting at a small round table
to eat it.  The shop was full of other customers, and Rich was
checking out everyone of the female patrons.  His sister watched his
eyes dart from one girl to another as she finished her ice cream.

"What time is it?" Joanne asked.

"It's almost six, we shouldn't have eaten this," Rich said.  "We
won't want supper."

"Maybe we can get something at the drive-in.  They have hotdogs and
stuff."

Rich finished and they left.  They walked down the other side of the
street, gazing into the windows.  When they were across the street
from the truck, they crossed.  Rich unlocked the door for his sister
and she climbed in.  As she did, her skirt raised high on her legs
and gave her brother a glimpse of her panties.  After getting into
the truck, Rich rolled down the window to let the heat escape.  It
was another very hot afternoon and the closed up truck was like an
oven.

They drove out to the edge of town and into the driveway of the
outdoor theater.  The drive-in had two screens, facing in opposite
directions.  One screen had family movies, the other had films suited
for adults.

"Do you want to see the Disney movie or 'Nightmare on Elm Street'?" 
Rich asked Joanne.

"What do you think?"

"Okay then," Rich laughed.  "Disney it is."

Joanne gave her brother a dirty look and said, "I'm not a little kid
anymore you know."

Rich looked at her.  His eyes moved from her cute face to her full
breasts and down to her legs.  He looked back up into her eyes and
said, "No, I guess you're not, Jo."

Joanne blushed slightly and forced a giggle.  She cocked her head to
the side and asked, "Just what's that supposed to mean."

Rich pulled into line for the movie and drove up behind the car in
front of them.

"Nothing, Sis,"

By the time they got up to the ticket booth it was getting dark. 
Rich paid for their entry and drove though the gate into the parking
area.  A sign inside the drive-in's parking lot indicated that trucks
and high profile vehicles were to park near the back.  He turned to
his right and found a spot in the back row. Rich backed the truck
into a slot close to the pipe that held the speaker, and away from
the other cars and trucks.

"Do you want to get something to eat now, or wait until later?" 
Rich said.

"How about after the previews?" 

"Your wish is my command," Rich said.

Rich pulled the speaker into the cab of the truck, rolled up the
window a couple of inches and hung it on the glass.  He turned the
volume control and music came blaring out of the metal box.  By the
time the screen lit up with the coming attractions, it was dark.  The
two watched several promos for the movies that would be shown during
the summer, commenting on the ones they wanted to see.  When the
dancing hotdogs appeared and the countdown to the move began, Jo and
Rich decided to go to the refreshment stand and get some food.

When Rich tried to open his door, he hit the pipe.  He pulled the
door closed, rolled the window up and pushed the lock button down. 
Sliding across the seat, he said, "I've got to get out on your side,
Jo."

Joanne climbed out of the cab and waited for her brother.  He
stepped out, locked the door and pushed it closed.  They walked
through the rows of cars to the small brick building that served as
the projection booth as well as the refreshment stand.  Joanne
glanced into the parked cars, noticing the couples sitting next to
one another.  Some of them were holding hands, others kissing.

Inside the refreshment stand, Rich stood in the long line with his
sister.  He looked around at the other people, noting how the girls
were dressed.  As he did while he walked around Main Street, he
wondered what each girl had on under her clothing.  He could see the
bra straps through some of the shirts the girls wore.  Joanne caught
him looking at an older girl's chest and nudged him in the ribs.

Rich turned around to see who poked him and Joanne said quietly,
"Why don't you just take a picture?"

"I would if I had a camera," Rich said and then he grinned.

Joanne smacked his arm and called him a pervert.  The girl behind
the counter asked them what they wanted and they gave her their
order.  After paying for their food, Rich handed his sister the two
large paper cups of soda and he carried the cardboard tray with the
hotdogs and chips.  Joanne picked up some napkins and straws, put
them on the tray and followed her brother back to the truck.

Rich placed the tray on the hood, opened the passenger door and
climbed in.  He took the sodas from his sister, placed them on the
dash and waited for her to hand him the food.  After she passed the
tray to him, she climbed in and closed her door.  They rolled the
windows back down and began to eat their dinner.

When the movie started, Rich adjusted the volume on the speaker and
sat back behind the steering wheel.  As the two teens finished their
meal, they dropped the wrappers onto the ground next to the truck.  A
car pulled into the spot next to Joanne's side of the truck and
parked.  She glanced down and saw a boy and girl that looked a little
older than her brother did.

With the windows down to let what little breeze there was into the
vehicles, Joanne was able to hear the other couple talking.  She
tried to pay attention to the movie, but the activity in the car next
to her made it difficult.  

The moon was about half full and the sky looked filled with bright
stars.  The white light filled the truck's cab, as well as the car to
her side.  She glanced at her brother and saw he was interested in
the movie and not paying any attention to what was going on around
them.

Shifting her gaze from the big screen to the car parked next to
them.  She noticed that the boy had moved away from the window and
had his arm around his date.  Soon the two were kissing and hugging,
paying no attention to the movie.  The display interested Joanne and
she found it difficult to stop looking at the couple.

For the next half an hour Joanne watched the movie, steeling glances
at the two teen lovers.  She heard the girl giggle and turned to see
her pull her shirt up and let the boy play with her breasts as they
pressed their lips together.  She watched him push her bra over her
breasts and expose her nipples.  When the boy leaned over and put his
mouth over her boob, the girl put her hands on the back of his head
and pulled him closer.

Joanne heard the girl say, "Let me take it off."  She watched out of
the corner of her eye as the girl unfastened her bra and worked it
off with out removing her shirt.  Joanne watched her toss her bra
into the backseat of the car and go back to kissing her boyfriend.

Joanne could begin to feel a tingle between her legs as she got a
visual lesson in sex.  She moved around on the seat, pulled one of
her legs up and sat on her foot.  When she moved just right, her foot
rubbed her causing the same feelings she enjoyed the night before. 
The couple shifted around in the front of the car and the boy sat
back against the seat with his girlfriend next to him.

Joanne almost gasped aloud when she saw the girl fiddle with the
boy's jeans and then pull his penis out into the open.  She watched
her move her hand up and down over the hard shaft, and the boy lean
back.  He reached over, pushed her shirt up and squeezed her breast
as she kept her hand moving on his cock.

Rich noticed that his sister was looking out the side window as much
as she was looking at the screen.  He saw her facial expressions
changing as her eyes moved back and forth.  Curious about what she
was looking at, he began to slide across the seat.

When Joanne saw what happened next in the front seat of car she
couldn't help the noise that she made when she sucked in her breath.
With her eyes glued on the couple as she watched the girl kneel on
the seat, bend over, and take the boy's penis into her mouth.  Joanne
didn't even notice her brother next to her as she watched the girl
begin to bob her head on his erection.

Rich watched the spectacle over his little sister's shoulder,
feeling his own penis begin to extend down the leg of his jeans. 
When the guy pulled the girl's skirt up onto her back and start
rubbing the white panties that covered her bottom, he groaned.

"Holy shit," Rich mumbled.  "She's giving him a blowjob!"

Joanne turned and bumped into her brother's head with hers.  She
turned red and so did he.

"What did you say?"  She asked.

"Rich kept his eyes on the car and said, "He's getting a blowjob."

"What's a blowjob, Rich?"  Joanne said as she turned to watch.

The girl had over half of the boy's member in her mouth and her
cheeks looked concaved.  He had one hand on her bottom and the other
on her head.  He gripped her hair and moved her head up and down on
him as his butt bounced up from the seat.

"A blowjob, Jo, you know, when a girl puts a guy's cock in her
mouth...that's a blowjob."

Joanne watched the girl's cheeks and said, "It looks more like she's
sucking than blowing."

Just as she finished talking, the boy threw his head back and let
out a loud groan.  She watched the girl continue to mouth his penis
as the boy thrashed around below her.

"He's coming in her mouth," Rich muttered.  "I can't believe it."

When the girl removed her mouth and started to sit up, Joanne and
Rich looked straight ahead, watching the movie.

Joanne put her hand on her brother's leg and asked, "Was she sucking
or blowing on his thing?"

"She was definitely sucking," Rich said.  "They just call it a
blowjob."

Joanne glanced back at the car and saw the girl slide her panties
down her legs and off her feet.  When the boy knelt on the floor
between her legs and slid his hands up her thighs, she turned back to
her brother.

"Look now, he's putting his hands up her skirt," Joanne whispered to
her brother.

Rich glanced over and watched the guy's arm moving beneath her
skirt.  He figured he had his finger in her vagina.

"I think he's fingering her," Rich said, forgetting that it was his
little sister sitting next to him and not one of the guys from school.

"Doing what?"  Joanne asked.  She had heard the term in school just
like blowjob, but she didn't really know what they meant.

"Fingering her," Rich said.  "I think he has his finger up her, ah..."

"Her pussy?  You mean he has his finger in her hole?"

"Yeah!"

The two siblings watched as the boy put his head under her skirt and
she squealed loud enough for them to hear.

"What's he doing now?"  Joanne asked her brother, thinking he knew a
lot more about sex than he had let on.

"I think he is eating her," he replied as he exhaled. 

Joanne turned towards him and looked at his face.  She could see his
eyes were wide open and his breath was quick.  When she tuned, her
hand touched his penis through his jeans and he jumped.

"You mean he's licking her?"

The girl in the car began to moan and groan as her boyfriend kept
his head under her skirt.  Rich and Joanne watched her lift her legs
and hook them over his shoulders.  She pulled her skirt up and
grabbed him by the hair.

"Yes, yes, yes," she cried.

The girl pulled his head away and up to her face.  She began running
her tongue over his lips and chin as she slid forward on the seat. 
Reaching between them, the girl wrapped her fingers around his penis
and pulled it towards her splayed crotch.  The boy pushed forward and
his cock slid into her, disappearing from the siblings view.  He
began to pump his hips, sliding his member in and out of her.

Joanne wiggled her crotch against her foot as she watched the two
teens doing what she had watched the animals do many times.  The only
difference was the affect it was having on her, and obviously her
brother.  She felt his hand on her back as he watched over her
shoulder, his hot breath on her neck.

The boy pushed forward and closed his eyes as the girl bucked into
him.  After several moments, he fell against her and she stroked the
back of his head.  Joanne and her brother turned away and looked out
the windshield in an effort to avoid discovery.

Rich sat next to his sister and replayed what they had just
witnessed.  When he tried to speak, nothing would come out of his
mouth.  Joanne was equally speechless and just stared straight ahead.

Joanne glanced over at the car and saw the couple sitting close, the
boy with his arm around her shoulder.  They were watching the movie,
still unaware that they had an audience during their sexual play.

Neither Joanne nor Rich said a word for over fifteen minutes. 
Finally she broke the silence.

"Rich," Joanne said very softly, still looking strait ahead.  "Would
you do something for me?"

"Sure sis, what do you need?"

"I want you...I want you to kiss me please.  I want to know what
it's like to kiss a boy."

Rich never thought about the fact that they were brother and sister.
He turned to her, took her chin in his hand and pressed his lips to
hers.  She remained motionless, her lips together as he began to move
his mouth.  When he pulled back from her, she let go of the breath
she had been holding.

"Well?"  Rich said.

Joanne shrugged her shoulders.  She turned to him and said, "It was
okay I guess.  I really don't know what to do."

"Just relax, Jo.  You're way too tense.  Next time open your mouth a
little and move your lips against mine."

Rich began kissing her again.  This time she relaxed her mouth and
let her lips part.  Her brother opened his mouth slightly and ran the
tip of his tongue against her lips.  When he touched her teeth, she
shuddered a little and opened her mouth, letting his tongue slip in. 
Joanne began to breathe through her nose as her brother explored the
inside of her mouth.  She lifted one of her arms, which had been
hanging limply at her side, and put her hand on his arm.

Putting his arm around her shoulders, Rich began to rub the back of
her head.  She moaned into his mouth and moved her hand up and down
his arm as she too began to move her tongue. The two maintained the
kiss for several minutes before Rich pulled back.  Joanne took a deep
breath, moved her hand to the back of his head and pulled his mouth
back to hers.  This time she opened her mouth wider and pushed her
tongue into her brother's mouth.

Joanne felt herself getting warmer as she and her brother kissed
passionately.  She twisted around and sat in his lap as they kept
their lips pressed together.  They continued to kiss one another for
the next twenty minutes.  The first movie ended and the second
feature started without either of them noticing.  Rich put his hand
on her side and slowly rubbed her, feeling her ribs.

When his fingers brushed the side of her breast, she shuddered
slightly.  He kept moving his hand until he was moving it from her
waist to just under her arm.  He could feel the side band of her new
bra and on a couple of strokes he lingered there.  His penis was hard
and pressing against her bottom.  As she twisted and turned in his
lap, her butt rubbed against his hard-on and made him uncomfortable. 
When he was unable to stand the discomfort any longer, he pulled his
mouth from hers and lifted her off his engorged member.

"Are you okay, Rich," Joanne panted into his neck.

"I will be in a minute, Jo I just need to adjust myself," he replied
as he reached into the waist of his pants and pulled his erection
straight up.  Once situated, he pulled her back against him.

She pressed her breasts into his chest and put her head on his
shoulder.  Her brother rubbed her back and held her to him.

"So, how do you like kissing, Jo?"

"It's great, Rich.  Can we do it a little more?"

Rich answered by kissing her neck and then her ear.  He flicked at
her ear lobe and blew into her ear.  Joanne moaned as her brother
kissed her cheek, pulled back and put her lips on his.  She kissed
him several times and then opened her mouth and extended her tongue. 
She swiped her wet tongue across his lips and pushed it into his
mouth, trying some of the things she had read about in her new book.

Joanne felt the heat between her legs and the tingle she felt when
she touched herself.  The way she was sitting on his lap she could
feel what she was sure was his cock.  She thought about watching him
play with it in the shower and how it squirted the thick fluid.  She
also felt her nipples against the material of her bra.

During their kiss, Rich moved his hand on her side again and rubbed
her stomach with is thumb.  As the two probed each other's mouths, he
began to move his hand on her side.  He moved his hand up, his thumb
went over her breast and he jerked it away.

"Sorry, Jo," Rich said with labored breath and put his mouth back on
hers.

Joanne pulled her head back and said, "Its okay, Rich.  You can
touch my tits if you want."

Placing her hand on his wrist, she guided his hand to her breast. 
When his fingers closed around her firm mound, she put her hand over
his and pressed it into her.  Rich began to squeeze and release her
breast and he started to kiss her again.  She groaned into his mouth
and moved her hand over his back.  Joanne moved in her brother's lap,
inadvertently massaging his throbbing penis.  After several more
minutes of kissing, touching and wiggling, Rich's body stiffened and
he groaned.

Rich held his sister tightly as his penis sent surge after strong
surge of semen into his jeans.  When the pluses stopped, he relaxed
and let his head fall back against the seat.

"What's the matter, Rich," Joanne asked.  "Are you okay?"

Nodding, Rich said, "I'm fine, Jo, but you need to get up."

Joanne slid off his lap onto the seat next to him.  When she tried
to kiss him again, he stopped her.

"We had better get going, Sis, it's getting late."

Joanne nodded her head and looked down into her lap.  "Are you mad
at me, Rich?  Did I do something wrong?"

Rich turned to his sister and took her chin in his hand.  He lifted
her head, looked into her eyes and smiled.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Jo," Rich said and then he kissed her
lips.

Joanne smiled at him, glanced down and saw the large dark spot in
his jeans.  "What happened, Rich?"  She asked as she pointed at his
crotch.

Pulling his shirt out of his pants and trying to cover the wet spot
he replied, "Well, ah, you made me cum."

"How, Rich?  I didn't touch you there."

"Yes you did, you touched me with your ass.  Between the kissing,
feeling your boobs and your wiggling, I couldn't control myself."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that to you, Rich."

Rich started chuckling and kissed his little sister's forehead.  "Oh
you don't have to be sorry, Sis, it was wonderful."

Joanne grinned and snuggled against him.  The two siblings hugged
and kissed tenderly.  Rich released her, slid over under the steering
wheel and retuned the speaker to the pipe stand.  He started the
truck, put it in gear and slowly pulled away.  Joanne glanced down at
the couple in the car next to them and saw that they were making love
again.

Rich pulled out of the drive-in, flipped on the headlights and
turned onto the blacktop road.  He drove along the road while his
sister sat halfway between him and the door.  She gazed lovingly at
her brother as he gripped the wheel with both hands and steered the
truck down the road.  She thought about kissing him, the thought of
him being her brother never entering her mind.  Tonight he was her
boyfriend, her date.  He was her first date, her first kiss and the
first boy to touch her tits, even if it was through her shirt and bra.

Joanne began to feel sleepy and moved next to Rich, resting her head
on his shoulder.  Rich put his arm around her and held her.

"Thank you, Rich," Joanne whispered.

"The pleasure was all mine, Sis, thank you.  You kiss a lot better
than Mary did."

"Really!  You really think I'm a better kisser than Mary?"  She
cooed and she pulled her legs up onto the seat.

"Oh yeah, Jo, you're a better kisser and much prettier too."

Joanne leaned into him, put her arm around his waist and kissed him
on the neck.  He squeezed her with the arm he had around her and let
out a sigh.

Joanne slid down and rested her head on his leg.  She looked up at
him and smiled, thinking of how special he made her feel.  When he
rested his hand on her stomach, she took his wrist in both hands and
held him.  She could smell the faint odor of his drying semen and it
aroused her.  She couldn't believe that she had brought him to the
point of making his penis shoot as it did when he played with it the
day before.

Feeling drowsy, she rolled onto her side facing away from the seat. 
She scooted up until her shoulder was against his thigh and put her
hand on his knee.  When her brother put his hand on her side, she
pulled it to her breast and held it against her.  Rich moved his
fingers on her firm mound and she squeezed his knee, signaling to him
that she enjoyed it.  Joanne drifted to sleep feeling her brother
massage her breast and thinking about the things she had watched the
couple next to them doing.

Joanne felt her shoulder shaken and heard her brother calling her
name.  She opened her eyes and looked up.  During the ride home, she
had rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up.  She glanced down
and saw that her skirt was around her waist, exposing her new black
panties to her brother's view.

"How long have I been lying like this," Joanne asked him as she
pulled her skirt down.

"For a while.  I tried to wake you up so you could cover yourself,
but you were dead to the world."

"Yeah sure you did," Joanne quipped as she sat up and swung her legs
off the seat.  "You just left me so you could see my panties didn't
you?"

Rich chuckled and shook his head no.  He opened his door, climbed
out of the truck, and ran around to the other side to open the door
for his sister.  She slid off the seat onto the ground in front of
him.  She looked at the house, put her arms around his neck, and
kissed him.

"Thanks for the date, Rich.  I'll never forget it as long as I live."

"Neither will I, Jo.  It was the best date a guy could ever hope for."

The two siblings pulled the bags and Rich's new gun from behind the
seat.  They carried their things into the house and up to their
rooms.  Rich went into his bedroom and Joanne went into hers.  She
dropped her bags in a corner, took off her blouse and skirt and
looked at herself in the mirror.  Turning around slowly, she thought
about what her brother said about her being pretty.

Joanne took her nightgown off a hook on the back of her door and
went to her bed.  She started to remove her bra, but stopped. 
Carrying her nightgown over her arm, she left her room and went next
door to her brother's.  She wrapped lightly on his door and turned
the knob.  Joanne walked into Rich's room and found him standing in
his boxers and a tee shirt.  She moved half way between his door and
him, turned around slowly and then walked up to him.

"Do you like my new underwear?"

Rich nodded, unable to take his eyes off her.  She put her arms
around his waist and pressed her near nude body against him.  Joanne
stretched up.  Standing on her toes she kissed him one last time for
the night.  She let go, pulled her nightgown over her head and let it
cover her body.  She told her brother goodnight and left his room.

When Joanne got back into her bedroom, she started to take off her
nightgown so she could remove her bra.  She remembered the girl next
to her at the drive-in and decided to try to take it off while
wearing her gown.  She reached into the neck, unhooked the clasp and
pulled her hands out.  Sticking her hand up the sleeve of the
nightgown, she pulled the shoulder strap down and over her hand.  She
repeated the process on the other strap and pulled the black bra out
her sleeve.  

Joanne turned off the light, climbed into her bed and closed her eyes.