Kathy Learns - Family Secrets, 2

When she woke up the next morning, Joanne crawled out of her bed,
went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on her face before
going back to her room.  She opened one of the bags from her shopping
trip and looked through it.  After finding a package of the white
panties she bought, she pulled them out and ripped them open.  Joanne
removed her nightgown and black panties, pulled on a pair of the
white ones, and opened the other bag.

Joanne took a cream-colored halter-top out of the bag, pulled off
the tags, and tied the thin string around her neck.  She reached
behind her and buttoned the one large button that held it closed. 
Looking in the mirror, she decided that not only was the new top
comfortable, she liked the way it looked on her.  Taking a pair of
bibs out of the closet, she pulled them on and left them folded at
her waist.  She put on a flannel shirt, buttoned it and then finished
putting on the overalls.

Knocking on her brother's door, Joanne called his name. When he
didn't answer, she opened the door and looked in.  Rich was still
sleeping, his back to her.  She went over to his bed and shook his
shoulder.

"Wake up sleepyhead, time to get up."

Rich rolled onto his back, looked up at his sister's glowing face
and smiled.  "Morning, Sis, what time is it?"

"Ten to six, Rich."

"Okay, I'm up," Rich said as he flipped the covers off his body.

Joanne glanced down and saw his morning erection poking out through
the fly in his boxers.  She giggled and quickly turned around,
leaving the room.  She went down to the kitchen, sat down with her
parents and took a drink of her juice.

"Good morning, Sweetie," Joanne's mom said.  "How was your day in
Carson?"

"It was great mom.  Rich and I had a real good time.  I found
everything I was looking for at Wal-Mart."

Her mom smiled and said, "I see you even found some makeup."

Joanne thought for a second and realized she hadn't removed her
eyeliner.  She glanced at her father and then back to her mom.

"I only bought eyeliner, mascara, and some lip gloss.  Please don't
be upset with me."

"I'm not, Jo," her mom said and got up to cook her breakfast.

"Did your brother get the shotgun he wanted?"  Her father asked.

"I sure did," Rich said as he came into the kitchen.  "I got the
eight seventy I wanted."

"That's a good pump gun, Son.  We'll have to shoot it this weekend. 
Do you two remember that your mother and I have to go to Carson
today?  We have some business there this afternoon and then I thought
I'd take your mother out to dinner."

"Yes, Sir," Joanne said.  "I remember.  Will you be late?

"We shouldn't be too late," her mom answered. "Unless I can talk
your father into a movie after dinner."

"We'll see, Betty, we have a lot of hay to put into the loft this
weekend," Seth said.

"Jo and I can take care of the hay dad, what we don't get done
today, we'll do tomorrow," Rich said.

"Yeah, Dad, you can take mom to the movies," Joanne said, excided at
the thought of being home alone with her brother.  "I know Rich and I
can take care of the hay and other chores.  When was the last time
you and mom had a night alone?"

Seth nodded and smiled at his young daughter.  He had already
planned to take his wife to the movies after a nice dinner.  It had
been a couple of years since the last time they did anything like
this and he wanted to surprise her.

When his son got up from the table and headed for the back porch,
Seth followed him.  Outside in the morning air, he stopped Rich and
began to talk to him.

"I have a reservation at the motel in Carson Rich.  I plan to
surprise your mom today.  Will you and your sister be okay home alone
tonight?"

"Heck yes, Sir, we'll be fine.  You and mom have a great time."

"I left the phone number to the motel in the phone stand.  If you
have any problems you call me."

Rich laughed and said, "What kind of trouble can there be out here,
Dad?  Don't worry about us, or the work, everything will be fine."

Joanne came out the backdoor and bounded down the stairs.  She
called to the dog and the two of them ran to the barn.  The dog
yapped as he ran along side Joanne and jumped against her leg.

Rich finished talking with his dad and walked across the damp grass
to the barn.  He found his sister, helped her feed and water the
animals and together they went to the upper level to begin stacking
the bails of hay in the loft.

Pulling the block and tackle that hung from a rail at the ceiling of
the barn into place, Rich attached the scissor like hay grip to a
hook on the pulley.  The grip's design allowed it to open when
lowered onto a bail of hay and hold the bail when someone pulled the
rope.  Once the hay was at the proper height, Rich would have to pull
it along the rail to the loft.  Joanne's job was to help release the
hay and send the grip back for another bail.

Rich dropped the hook onto the first bail and pulled it up from the
rows of rectangular blocks of fresh hay.  He hoisted it up, pulled it
over to the loft and lowered it as Joanne pulled it into the loft as
far as she could.  Once the grip freed, she yelled to her brother and
he pulled it back for another bail.  The two siblings repeated the
process, moving the bails one by one.

Rich was grabbing a bail when he heard the horn of the family car
sound outside the barn.  He secured the rope, went to the door and
pushed it open.  Joanne climbed down the ladder and went outside with
her brother to see their parents off.

"You two behave," Betty called across the front seat of the car and
out the open window on the driver's side.  "I want you kids to drink
plenty of water today.  It's going to be in the nineties later. I
left a roast in the icebox.  All you have to do is warm it in the
oven."

"We'll be fine, Mom," Joanne said as she leaned in her father's
window.  "Go and have fun."

Joanne stepped back and Seth gave his son some last minute
instructions.  He backed the car down the hill that led to the barn
doors and drove out onto the road.  The two teens waved and Seth
honked the horn as the car moved away with a cloud of dust swirling
behind it.

Rich looked up at the sky, removed his cap and wiped his brow. 
"Mom's right, Sis, it's going to be a scorcher today.  We'd best get
back to work."

They went back into the barn and Joanne climbed the ladder to the
loft.  Rich watched her bottom move as she went up the rungs of the
wooden ladder.  When she was in the loft, he untied the rope and
began hoisting a bail.

They worked for another hour and then Joanne called down to her
brother, "There's no more room, Rich.  We need to stack the hay up
here."

Rich tied off the rope, climbed up into the loft and picked up the
hay hooks.  He began moving the bails to the back of the loft,
stacking them neatly.  Joanne helped by dragging the bails across the
floor closer to her brother.  When the last of the twenty bails were
stacked, the two sat down to rest.

Rich wiped the perspiration from his face and forehead with his
bandana and stuffed it into his pocket.  He removed his shirt and
pulled his bibs back up over his bare chest.  Joanne climbed down,
grabbed the water jug and headed for the pump.  When she stepped into
the sun, she felt the heat and humidity, and wiped her face with the
sleeve of her shirt.

Joanne lifted and lowered the pump handle until the cold well water
began to flow out of the spigot.  She held her hand under the water
and splashed some onto her face, feeling the cooling effect.  She
filled the water jug, set it down and removed her shirt.  Placing her
head under the pump's spout, she reached up and worked the handle.
The cold water ran over the back of her head, wetting her hair.  Some
of the water ran down her back and over her sides, drenching her
upper body.  When she stood up, the water ran down and wet her
underwear.  

Picking up the water jug, she headed back to the barn.  She climbed
up into the loft and handed the water to her brother.  Joanne pulled
her wet hair into a ponytail and secured it with an elastic band she
had in her pocket.

"What happened to you?"  Rich asked.  "You're all wet."

Joanne giggled and said, "I stuck my head under the pump.  It felt
good and cooled me off."

Rich looked at his sister's wet overalls and hair.  When she turned
sideways to him, he noticed her new halter-top.  The wet top clung to
her body and defined the side of her breast.  The garment became
translucent and Rich could see the edge of her areola.  He felt his
penis begin to fill with blood as he thought about touching her at
the drive-in.

"What the heck do you have on, Jo?"

"It's called a halter-top.  It's real comfortable and cool."

"I've never seen one before, it's looks strange."

Joanne lowered the top of her bibs and showed her brother the new
top.  She turned around to show him her bare back, and then back to
face him.  Before she pulled her bibs back up, Rich stared at her
chest.

Once she had the bibs in place, Joanne moved closer to her brother,
bent over and tried to kiss him.  Before her lips could touch his, he
turned his head and moved away.  Joanne looked into his eyes and
tried once again to kiss him.

"Rich, what's wrong?  Don't you like kissing me?"

"Yes, Jo, I do like kissing you...I like it too much.  You're my
sister and we shouldn't be doing things like that."

"But last night you wanted to, didn't you?  Did I do it wrong or
something?"  She asked as her eyes filled with tears.

"You did it right, Jo.  You're a great kisser, but it's still wrong.
Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do things like that together."

Joanne sat next to her brother on the hay bail.  She was crying
softly and confused.

"I know that we shouldn't be doing things like that, Rich," She
sobbed.  "I know about incest, but after last night...well, I just
thought things were different with us.  I...I thought you loved me." 

Rich put his arm around her and pulled her to his side.  His hand
touched the bare flesh below her short top and she leaned her head on
his shoulder.  When she put her arm around her brother's waist, her
breast pressed into his side.

"I do love you, Jo.  You're my sister and I love you more than
anything in the world.  I'm afraid of what I might try to do to you
if we start kissing.  I'm afraid that I might hurt you or make you
mad at me."

"I want to kiss you, Rich.  I wouldn't be mad at you.  I love you
too and I want to make you happy," Joanne said, and then whispered.
"I want you to make out me like you did with Mary.  It was so nice
kissing you last night.  When I went to bed I couldn't stop thinking
about it."

Rich hugged his little sister, removed his hand and stood up.  "We'd
better get back to work, Jo.  We still have a lot of hay to move."

Joanne remained seated on the bail while her brother went down to
the barn floor.  When she saw a bail swing into the loft, she got up
and grabbed it.  She pulled the hay towards her, yelled to Rich and
pulled the grip free when it hit the floor.

The two worked for another three hours, moving about a third of the
bails from the barn floor into the loft.  When Rich and Joanne
finished stacking the last of the most resent load, they both climbed
down from the loft.

They hadn't said much to one another, other than what necessary to
do the work.  Joanne still felt jilted by her brother and was having
trouble understanding why.  She wanted to tell him that she really
liked it when he rubbed her breast at the drive-in and that she knew
he played with himself in the shower.  She wanted to feel his hands
on her again and his lips on hers.  She wanted to touch his penis and
watch it squirt.

When the two got to the back of the house, Rich sat down under a
tree and Joanne went to the back porch.  She took off her bibs and
went into the kitchen dressed in her panties and top like she had
done for years.  She never thought about being dressed like that in
front of her family.  Her mother wouldn't let her, her brother, or
her father into the house with their work clothes on.  It seemed
perfectly normal to be in their underwear.

While his sister prepared their dinner, Rich stretched out in the
shade under the tree.  He closed his eyes and thought about the
things his sister had said in the barn and the night before.  He
tried to excuse his guilt by reminding himself that it was her idea
to kiss, her idea for him to play with breasts, all her idea.  In
reality, he knew that he enjoyed it and wanted to do it again,

Rich slipped his hand into overalls and down to his erect penis.  He
wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft and rubbed it as he thought
about his sister's soft breasts and hot kisses.  With his eyes
closed, he thought about the sight of her bare bottom when she bent
over at the porch.  He began to feel his balls tighten and knew that
he would soon feel the pleasure of his release.

"Dinner's ready," Joanne called from the back porch, causing him to
pull his hand out of his bibs and sit up.

Rich stood up and walked towards the picnic table, but his sister
stopped him.

"Let's eat in the house, Rich.  I already have the table set."

Rich went to the backdoor and began to remove his bibs.  When he
stepped out of his dirty overalls, he realized that his penis was
still erect.  He glanced up and saw his sister standing at the top of
the stairs in her top and panties, staring at the bulge in his boxers.

"Hurry, dinner will get cold," Joanne said as she turned and walked
away.

Rich took off his boots and went into the house.  He washed his
hands in the sink on the porch, trying to will his erection down. 
After splashing cold water on his face, he dried off and went into
the kitchen and sat in his usual spot.  He watched as his sister
moved around the kitchen, putting a platter with the meat, potatoes,
and carrots on the table.  When she leaned over to put the platter
down, her top gapped at the side and exposed her firm breast.  She
hovered for several seconds before straitening up, knowing that he
could see her breast.

While she was alone in the kitchen, Joanne decided that she wasn't
going to take no for an answer.  She was going to do whatever she
could to feel her brother's arms around her and his lips on hers. 
While he was lying under the tree, she had watched him put his hand
into his pants and knew what he was doing.  She hoped that he was
thinking of her when he was playing with himself.  She too had
touched herself while she watched her brother, wishing it were his
hand instead of hers.

After putting the food on the table, Joanne sat in the chair
normally used by her mom.  She knew that Rich would be able to see
her better in the chair at the end of the table than if she sat
across from him in her place.  Rising up and reaching in front of
him, she picked up the platter and offered it to her brother.

Rich put some of the food on his plate and passed the platter to
Joanne.  She took a little of each item and put the platter back,
again stretching in front of Rich.  She had loosened the tie around
her neck and the halter gapped each time she moved.  The two ate
their dinner, talking about how long it would take to finish with the
hay.  When they were finished with the meal, Joanne cleared the table
and put away the leftover food.  They went to the porch, out the
backdoor and began to put their work clothes back on.

When his sister bent over to pickup the bibs she had left on the
ground, Rich gazed at her bottom.  He noticed how round and firm her
butt had become and how muscular her thighs were.  When she stood up,
he turned away and put his own bibs back on.  

They went to the barn and hoisted another two loads of bails into
the loft.  The afternoon heat made it hard to breath in the barn and
the dust that filled the air clung to their exposed skin.  When they
finished stacking the last group of bails, they took a break.

"I think that we'll be done after two more loads, Jo," Rich said. 
"It's so hot that I can barely stand it."

Rich wiped his face, took a drink out of the jug and handed it to
his sister.  She drank some of the lukewarm water and poured some
over her head.

"I've got an idea, Rich," Joanne said as she sat with water dripping
off her face.  "Let's go down to the creek and go swimming.  Mom and
dad won't be home until tomorrow and we can get up early to finish
the hay, or do it tonight.  We haven't been swimming yet this year."

Rich thought about his sister's suggestion.  He peered down at the
remaining bails of hay and knew they should finish their work.  The
thought of the cool creek was inviting and overcame the idea of
working.

"Sounds good to me, Sis, let's go get our suits."

They climbed down and went to the house.  After removing their work
clothes, they went to their rooms to get their swimsuits.  Joanne
pulled her new white two-piece out of the Wal-Mart bag and removed
the tags.  She went to the hall closet, pulled two towels off a shelf
and hollered at her brother.
 
"I'm ready, Rich.  I'll meet you down stairs.  I have towels for us."

Rich came out of his room carrying his swim trunks.  He followed his
sister outside and they put their overalls and boots back on.  Joanne
called for the dog, and the three of them headed down the lane to the
creek that ran through the property.   When they came to the narrow
creek, they followed it to the pond that their father had created by
scooping out some earth and building a dam.

They used the pond to collect water for the livestock.  A small
housing concealed the pump that sucked the water from the pond and
moved it through pipes to the barn and a large trough in the small
pasture.  Joanne dropped the towels onto the roof of the pump house
and began to remove her boots as she sat on the edge of the low roof.
She pulled off her socks and stuffed them into her work boots.

"Turn around so I can put my suit on," Joanne told her brother.

Rich removed his boots and socks, stood up and turned towards the
clear pond.  He removed his overalls, his boxers and stepped into his
suit.  He could see his sister's reflection in the still water and
watched as she removed her top and panties.  He felt his penis
stiffen when she rolled her white panties down her legs and stood
naked.  He could see her pubic hair and nipples in the mirror like
water.  When his sister pulled the bottoms of her suit over her hips
and put on the top, he dove from the bank into the cold water.

"How's the water?"  She asked as she stood at the edge of the pond
watching her brother.

"It's great, Jo," Rich replied trying to keep from shivering. 

Joanne reached for the rope that hung from a tree limb, pulled it
back and jumped up on the pump house.  She gripped the thick rope up
as far as she could, swung out over the pond and dropped into the
chilly water.  She swam to the shallower water and stood on the
gravel bottom.  The water came up to her mid thigh and she stood
shivering as she yelled at her brother.      

"It's freezing!"

"Yeah," Rich said.  "It's a little on the cool side."

Rich looked at Joanne as she stood waving her hand at him.  The new
white swimsuit was almost see-through when it was wet and he could
see her hard nipples poking against the thin fabric.  She glanced
down to see what her brother's eyes were staring at and giggled when
she realized what it was.  Joanne charged towards him, splashing
water before she tried to tackle him and pull him into the water. 
She threw her arms around his neck and attempted to pull him down,
but like every other time she had tried, in past summers, she failed.

Putting his arm around her waist, he tossed her effortlessly into
the deeper water.  Joanne didn't give up.  She charged back at her
brother and once again tried to pull him down.  The two frolicked in
the cool water and once in a while Rich would let his sister get the
better of him and go under.  He came up and rubbed his hands over his
eyes and Joanne jumped onto him.  She wrapped her legs around his
waist and her arms around his neck.

Joanne held onto her brother tightly as he twisted and turned trying
to dislodge her.  As she moved from side to side, her breasts rubbed
against his chest.  Rich grabbed her bottom and fell backwards,
pulling her underwater with him.  Somehow during the roughhousing,
the clasp on the back of Joanne's top released.  When her brother
stood up, she fell away from him and back underwater.  She came up
and her top was missing, exposing her breasts.

Rich glared at his sister's naked chest, but she didn't realize her
top was gone.  Leaping at him, she once again threw her arms around
his neck and pulled herself against him.  With her breasts mashed
into his chest, she noticed her top was gone.  She remained pressed
against her brother's strong chest and looked into his eyes.

When he opened his mouth to speak, she covered it with hers and
pushed her tongue in.  As the two kissed, they both relaxed in each
other's arms.  Rich didn't resist his sister's advances, and began
running his hand over her naked back.  Joanne pressed her hips
forward and felt his rigid penis against her stomach.  They continued
their kiss, their tongues dancing in one another's mouths.  They
breathed heavily through their noses and moaned.

They finally pulled their heads apart and Joanne looked up into her
brother's eyes.

"I lost my top," Joanne said, smiling trying to catch her breath.

Rich nodded and let his eyes drop to her breasts.  He watched as
they rose and fell with each breath and studied her hard nipples. 
His eyes drifted down over her tight stomach to her mons.  He stared
at her crotch and thought he could make out her pubic hair under the
thin material of her suit bottom.   

"You're beautiful, Jo," Rich told his little sister.

Joanne made no attempt to cover herself as her brother gazed over
her seminude body.  Her arms hung loosely at her sides and she
grinned when she heard his words.  She took a step closer to him, put
her hands on his shoulders and reached up to kiss him again.  Rich
placed his hands on her sides, returned her kiss and began to rub her
soft skin.  He moved his hands over her ribs and soon his thumbs were
bumping into the bottom of her breasts.  When he ran his thumbs over
her taught nipples, Joanne groaned into his mouth.

The feeling was one that she had never experienced before.  She felt
like jolts of electricity were running from her breasts to her
crotch.  Pushing her chest against her brother's hands, she moaned
continuously into his open mouth.  She felt him close his strong
fingers over her breasts and begin to massage the firm flesh.  Her
mind began to reel and her breathing became labored.

Rich removed one of his hands from her breast and moved it to her
bottom.  He gripped her butt cheek and pulled her body to his.  He
moved his mouth from hers and began to kiss her neck as she moaned
into the hot afternoon air.  When he put his other hand on her bottom
and pulled up, Joanne wrapped her legs around him.

Moving slowly, he squeezed her butt and walked towards the edge of
the pond.  He carried her out of the water to a grassy spot under the
large tree that had the rope swing attached to it.  Rich released the
grip on his sister's bottom and she lowered her feet to the ground,
feeling the soft grass against her toes.  The two siblings never
broke contact with one another as they slowly collapsed onto the
grass.  Joanne rolled onto her back and Rich stretched out next to
her.  He put his mouth on hers and began to kiss her again.

Joanne could feel her brother's penis against her hip as he rocked
his body against hers.  Curious, she put her hand between them and
touched the hard shaft that she had watched him stroke two days
before.  Rich jumped when he felt her fingertips against his hard-on
and groaned when she took hold of it through his suit.  She could
feel it throbbing in her hand and the sensation made her vagina begin
to tingle as it did when she played with herself.

Rich and his sister squirmed around on the grass trying to find a
comfortable position.  Joanne put her head on his arm and pulled his
hand over her breast.  She continued to stroke his penis through his
wet swim trunks as he pulled at her small nipple.  He put his free
hand on her stomach and began to move it over her sexually heated
flesh.  When his fingers brushed the bottoms of her suit, he traced
the waistband with the tips.  His fingertips caused her stomach to
suck in and created a gap in her suit.  Rich let his fingers dip
beneath the suit and down to the top of the sparse curls of her pubic
mound.

Joanne sucked in her breath, pulling air through her brother's nose
and into her mouth when she felt his fingers closing in on her sex. 
When her brother began to retract his fingers from her mons, she
tightened the grip on his penis and lifted her hips to maintain
contact.  She was breathing heavily and removed her mouth from her
brothers.  She looked up into his face as he hovered above her and
smiled.

"I'm going to cum if you keep rubbing my cock, Jo," Rich said.

"I know, Rich.  Don't you want to?"

Rich nodded at his sister and leaned down to kiss her breast.  When
she felt his lips on her nipple she worked her free hand to the back
of his head and held him to her.  Taking the hard pink nipple into
his mouth, Rich began to suck it and rub it with his tongue.  Joanne
bucked her hips up causing his hand to go between her legs, and
squealed.  She felt her brother rub her crotch and moved her hand
faster on his hard shaft.

Joanne felt lost in her passion as her brother suckled her breast
and rubbed between her legs.  His fingertip inadvertently made
contact with her clitoris and she let out a heated moan.

"Right there," Joanne panted into the side of his head.  "Touch me
right there."

Rich wasn't sure what she was talking about, but he continued to
move his fingers against her moist heated vulva.  He moved from her
soft labia to her clit and back trying to find the place that excited
her.  Each time his fingers touched her hooded nub, she would push
her hips up and squeeze his penis.  Finally he got the idea and left
his fingertips on her clit, rubbing it firmly.

The thought of having his hands in a girl's pants, even if it was
his sister, and the feeling of her hand on his penis was more than he
could take.  He felt his penis swell in her hand and his semen surge
through it.  Jet after jet of cum surged through his shaft and into
his swim trunks.  He lifted his head from Joanne's breast and let out
a loud groan.

Joanne could feel his penis throbbing in her hand and knew that she
had caused him to shoot his stuff again.  This time she could feel it
with her fingers and felt excited at the fact that she had brought
her big brother pleasure.  When the throbbing stopped, she kept her
fingers resting on his still firm member and sighed.

Rich once again began to move his fingers between her legs and soon
she felt the muscled in her stomach contract.  She lifted her bottom
off the grass and yelled out as her climax ripped through her body. 
Her brother took a nipple back into his mouth and started to suck on
it as her butt bounced on the grass and against his fingers.  She
could feel her juices running between the cheeks of her butt as he
kept his fingers against her clit.

Suddenly Joanne saw stars and felt her entire body tingle.  Her
muscles began to contract and she moved her head from side to side,
groaning.  When the feelings began to subside, she wiggled away from
her brother and the fingers that were on her overly sensitive
clitoris.  She pushed her legs together, pulled her knees up and let
her arms extend from her sides.

Rich watched his sister's round breasts rise and fall with her
breathing as she tried to catch her breath.  After several minutes,
she opened her eyes, rolled her head to the side and gazed into her
brother's big blue eyes.  He was still on his side, his head propped
up with his hand.  She let her eyes travel from his face, along his
bent arm to his chest.  She looked down at his swimsuit and saw the
bulge of his still erect penis in the material.  She studied it
carefully and noticed how there seemed to be a ridge near the end.

Rolling onto her side, Joanne got up on all fours.  She moved over
to Rich, kissed him and then stood up.

"I need to cool off," Joanne said as she moved towards the water. 
"Want to join me?"

Rich scrambled to his feet and walked to the edge of the pond.  He
took his sister's hand and they walked into the cold water together. 
When they were in up to their thighs, they both dove under the
surface and came up on the other side.

Neither of them talked about what had just happened for several
minutes.  Joanne located her top near the dam, fished it out of the
water, and looked at the clip to see if she could salvage it.  On
close inspection, she saw that it had only bent.  She balled the top
up and threw it at the shore, preferring to remain topless.

Rich was a few feet away from her and rinsing his trunks in the
water.  Joanne walked up behind him, put her arms around his waist
and leaned her head against his back.  Her brother flinched when he
felt her hands on his stomach, but then relaxed.  He stood almost
motionless as she pressed her breasts into his back and slowly rubbed
his stomach.  Finally Joanne's curiosity got the best of her so she
moved one of her hands down to his crotch.  She ran her fingers
through his soft pubic hair and then down to his cock.

Joanne wrapper her fingers around his shaft and held it gently in
her hand.  She moved around in front of him and looked down into the
clear water.

"I want to see it, Rich," Joanne almost whispered.  "I want to see
your thing."

Pulling him gently by his penis, they moved into shallower water. 
She kept her eyes fixed on his penis and her hand as they reached a
point where the water was only knee deep.  Rich stood with his hands
on his hips as his sister explored his manhood.  She lifted it and
looked at the bottom, running her thumb along the thick vein.  When
she let go of him, she giggled at the way his hard-on bounced. 
Reaching between his legs, she cupped his testicles and felt their
weight.  She rolled the encased orbs in her hand and felt the heat
they emitted.

"It's cute," Joanne said as she giggled and returned her fingers to
his shaft.

Joanne marveled at how her brother's penis could be so hard and so
soft at the same time.  She moved her hand along its length, watching
how the skin moved with it.  Touching the velvety crown, she felt him
jump in her hand.

"If I keep doing this will you shoot your stuff again?"

"Yes, Jo.  If you keep jacking me off, I'll cum.  It feels so good
when you touch me.  I'm not going to be able to hold it much longer."

"Am I doing it right, Rich," Joanne asked as she rubbed him and
looked into his eyes.

Seeing an opportunity to increase his pleasure, Rich said, "Squeeze
it a little harder and twist your hand, Sis."

Joanne tightened her fingers around his shaft and continued to
stroke him.  She twisted her hand as it moved over the hot throbbing
shaft as her brother had told her.

"Like this?"

"Oh yes," Rich groaned.  "Jo, can I see you naked too please.  I've
never seen a girl's pussy."

Joanne giggled and released his penis.  She pushed her swimsuit
bottoms down over her hips, lifted one leg and then the other,
removing them from her feet.  Turning towards shore, she tossed the
suit at the pump house, watching it land on the ground next to the
small building.

When she turned back to face her brother, the two teens stood and
stared at each other's naked bodies.  Rich moved his eyes from his
sister's face down to her crotch and let them lingered there.  He
looked at the tiny blonde curls that covered her and the V created by
the union of her mons and legs.  Rich could feel his heart pounding
in his chest as he adsorbed the erotic beauty before him.

Joanne felt her breath quicken as her brother gazed at her nudity. 
She felt excited by the thought that she could have such a profound
effect on her brother, or any other boy for that matter.  After
several minutes of gawking, she moved closer to him and hugged his
naked body.

Rich put his arms around her and lowered his hands to her bottom. 
He gripped her cheeks and pulled her against him, trapping his penis
between their stomachs.  Joanne pressed her chest into his and
nuzzled her head against his shoulder.  The difference in height
between the two siblings allowed Rich to rest his chin on the top of
her head.

"Remember when we used to swim naked when we were younger?" Joanne
said. "This is so much better."

"Yeah it is, Jo, this is wonderful.  Maybe we can do this again
sometime."

Joanne wiggled against him and said, "Maybe we can do this every
time.  It feels so exciting to be naked with you.  I hope you don't
mind seeing me like this."

"Mind!  How could I mind, Jo?  You're so beautiful and you have a
really hot body.  I love looking at you."

"Rich, how many naked girls have you seen?"

"Only you in person, Jo."

"Well, how do you know I have a good body then?"

"I've seen pictures before, pictures of naked women.  I've also seen
the girls in the Sears catalog in their underwear."

"Where did you see pictures of naked women?"  Joanne asked looking
up at him.

"In a magazine.  One of the guys at school gave me a couple that he
took from his dad."

"Really!  Do you still have them?"

"Yeah, I have them hidden."

The combination of the cool water around his legs and the
conversation he was having with his sister caused Rich's erection to
subside and his penis returned to its flaccid condition.  Joanne
decided that she wanted to swim again and stepped back.  When she saw
her brother's penis hanging limply over his testicles, she giggled.

"What happened to your thing, Rich, it looks like it shrank."

"It just isn't hard, Jo.  I don't have a boner all the time, just
when I'm turned on.  Besides, it's not a thing.  It's a cock, or a
dick, or a pecker...anything but a thing."

Joanne put her hands on her flared hips, cocked her head to the side
and grinned at her brother.  "I think it's cute and I want to call it
a thing."

Rich shook his head and said, "Whatever."  He watched her turn and
dive into the deep water, gliding under the surface.

Diving in after her, Rich swam over to his sister and they once
again stood close in the deep water.  Joanne put her finger on his
shoulder and pressed into his skin.  When she removed her finger she
watched his skin change from white to pink.

"We better get out of the sun, Rich, you're starting to burn."

Rich followed her across the pond the large tree and sat on the
grass in the shade with her at his side.  He lay back and rested his
head on his folded arms, looking up into the branches above him. 
Joanne sat next to him, Indian style, watching his chest move with
his breathing.  Her eyes traveled down his body to his flaccid penis
and then back up to his face.

When Rich turned his head towards her, and opened his eyes, he
stared into her wide spread crotch.  He studied her vulva and the
soft folds of her labia.  Rich could see her hooded clit peeking out
from the pink flesh and decided that it was the nub that brought her
pleasure when he touched it.  

Joanne watched her brother gazing into her crotch and grinned as his
penis began to move.  She watched it grow in length and girth,
lifting its self up from the sac that it had been resting on.  When
her brother's penis was fully erect and pointing at his belly she
reached over and ran her finger along its length.  She traced the
ridge under the helmet shaped head, giggling as it flexed
uncontrollably.  She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and lowered
her hand until she could feel his pubic hair against the side of her
hand.

Forming a circle with her index finger and thumb, she measured his
circumference.  Her thumb and finger just barely touched as they
circled his shaft.  She noticed that her hand covered just less than
half of its length and that she could feel his heartbeat against her
fingertips.  Glancing up to his face, she saw that his eyes hadn't
moved from her crotch.

Joanne began to slowly move her hand over her brother's penis.  She
rotated her hand around him as she traveled from its base to the head
and back.  When a drop of fluid formed at the slit on the tip, she
ran her thumb over it, spreading it over the velvety crown.  She felt
Rich's hand on her thigh, but didn't move her eyes away from the hard
member in her hand.

Rich slid his hand along his sister's silky inner thigh, feeling her
muscles jump against his fingertips.  He moved up until his
fingertips touched her folds and heard her suck in her breath. 
Moving slowly, he pushed at the resilient flesh and watched it move. 
Placing his fingers along her slit, he pulled her labia aside and
gazed into the pink flesh.  He could see her moisture glistening in
the defused sunlight that filtered through the leaves of the old Oak
tree.  Moving one finger up to her clitoris, he touched it and once
again heard her moan.

As her brother explored her sex with his eyes and fingers, Joanne
felt her body heat rise and her vagina tingle deep inside.  She
increased the speed of her hand on his penis and the pressure.  When
her brother's finger found the opening to her vagina and penetrated
it, she squealed in pleasure.  She could feel him snaking his digit
into her depths, moving in a piston like motion.  Joanne's hips began
to move as her brother fingered her and she shifted to her knees. 
Glancing down, she watched her brother's finger disappear into her
body.

The sensation of her vagina being stretched and penetrated along
with the feeling of her brother's penis in her hand sent Joanne over
the top.  Her tight cavern gripped his finger and her stomach muscles
began to spasm.  Joanne didn't realize that her hand was moving over
Rich's penis at the speed it was and she never felt him swell as he
began to ejaculate.

Rich's semen shot out of his penis, arched and landed on Joanne's
leg.  She was unaware of the thick cum splattering against her as her
own climax coursed through her body.  Animal like grunts filled the
hot still air around the two siblings as they ventured further into
their sexual awareness.  Joanne continued to pump her hand over
Rich's spent penis as he wormed his finger deeper into her vagina. 
When he tried to add a second finger, it stretched the opening in her
hymen. She felt sharp pangs of pain and lifted her crotch away from
his hand.

"Ouch!" Joanne yelped.  "That hurt."

Joanne sat back on the grass, releasing her brother's now limp
penis.  She clamped her legs together and grimaced as the sharp pains
began to subside.

"What's the matter, Jo?  What did I do?"

"I'm not sure, Rich.  Your finger felt so good and then all of a
sudden it felt like you were ripping me, but I'm okay now."

Rich sat up, move closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder.
He kissed the top of her head and said, "I'm so sorry, Jo.  I didn't
mean to hurt you."

Looking down at her legs, Joanne saw the streaks of drying semen on
her thigh.  She touched the substance with her fingertip, feeling its
strange consistency.  When she pulled her finger away a thin strand
formed, snapping back to her leg as she moved away.  Curious about
the thick fluid, she returned her finger and pushed it around on her
leg.  She thought about the girl in the car next to them at the drive-
in and how she had put her boyfriend's penis into her mouth.  She
remembered her brother saying that the boy came in her mouth and
wondered what it would taste like.

Joanne collected a small amount of her brother's semen on her
fingertip.  She glanced over to him, saw he wasn't looking at her and
put her finger into her mouth.  When the tangy cum touched her
tongue, she quickly pulled her finger away.  The flavor lingered on
her tongue.  She could detect the saltiness and a slight bitter
taste.  As she let the semen remain on her tongue, she decided that
it wasn't that bad.  She returned her finger to her mouth and sucked
the rest of the fluid off it.  She became more intrigued with the
strange tang and scooped more of the cum from her leg.  She again
glanced at her brother and then extended her tongue and licked the
glob from her finger.  She swirled the semen around the inside of her
mouth and then swallowed it.

"I need to clean up," Joanne said.  "You squirt your stuff all over
my legs."

Rich looked at his cum on his sister's legs and shrugged his
shoulders.  When she got up and went to the water's edge, he
followed.  He stood next to her as she cupped her hand and lifted
some water to her thigh and rinsed away the remains of their sexual
activity.  When she had removed all traces of her brother's
discharge, she turned and went back to the grass.

Joanne stretched out on her back in the soft grass and watched as
her brother sat on the roof of the pump house.  He had his legs apart
and she could see his penis and scrotum between them.  Smiling up at
him, Joanne invited him to join her on the grass.

Rich jumped off the pump house and lay down next to Joanne.  She
reached down and took his hand in hers, watching it disappear as he
wrapped his fingers around it.  

"Did I do it right?  Did it feel okay when I rubbed your thing?" 
Joanne said softly.

"You did fine, Jo," Rich chuckled.  "It felt great."

Turning her head to him Joanne asked, "As good as when you do it?"

"What?  What are you talking about?"

"Did it feel as good when I did it as it does when you play with
it?" Joanne replied grinning.

"Um, ah," Rich stuttered.  "How do you know I play with my cock?"

"I saw you.  I watched you do it in the shower the other day, I even
saw it shoot."

Rich's face turned bright red and he looked away.

"Well," Joanne giggled.  "Do I do it as good as you do?"  

Rich cleared his throat.  He couldn't believe that they were
discussing his masturbation, or that she had seen him doing it. 
After several moments, Rich said, "You do it real good, Jo."

Joanne released his hand, rolled onto her side facing him and put
her arm over his chest.  She rested her head in the crook of his arm,
wiggled against his body and put her leg over his.

"Good, but not as good as when you do it to yourself," Joanne said
with disappointment in her voice.

Rich moved his hand to her back and stroked her.  He looked into his
little sister's eyes and grinned devilishly.  "You'll get better, Jo,
if you want to do it again.  A guy just knows how it feels best and
it's easier for him to do it just right.  All you need is some
practice."

Joanne perked up, slid her hand down to his genitals and covered his
limp penis.  She squeezed it gently, feeling it respond to her
fingers.  "Does that mean you want me to do it again, Rich?  Can I
play with your thing some more?"

Relishing in the feeling of his sister's small hand on his penis, he
replied, "Yes, Jo, I'd love it if you did it again.  It feels nice
when you jack me off.  Do you want me to play with your pussy again? 
I'll try not to hurt you like before."

"Yes," Joanne whispered as she moved her crotch against his leg.  "I
want you to play with me again.  I've done it to myself before and I
understand about knowing how to do it just right.  I guess we both
need to practice."

They both closed their eyes and relaxed in the heat of the
afternoon.  Joanne drifted to sleep thinking about her brother's hand
between her legs and her hand on his penis.  She also thought about
the couple at the drive-in and decided that she wanted more.  She
wanted to find out what it was like to feel him in her mouth and to
have him lick her.

A cool breeze caused Joanne to shiver and move closer to her
sleeping brother.  Neither of them noticed that the sky cloud up or
the fact that the sun was hidden.  She opened her eyes and looked out
at the storm clouds that had formed and shook her brother when she
heard thunder rumbling in the distance.

"We have to go, Rich, there's a storm coming."

Rich opened his eyes glanced at the sky and scrambled to his feet. 
Joanne also jumped up and scurried over the pile of clothes nest to
the pump house.  She grabbed her overalls, pulled them up her legs
and sat down to put her boots on.  Rich caught her out of the corner
of his eye and realized that she hadn't put on her panties or halter-
top under her bibs.  Smiling, he pulled his boxers on and then his
overalls.  Once they both had their boots on and tied, Joanne began
gathering the clothes and towels.  She picked up the two pieces of
her new swimsuit, hoping that she wouldn't get much use out of it.

Taking some of the items from his sister, Rich called for the dog
and they all began to head back to the farmhouse.  As they walked
along the narrow path, lighting lit up the dark sky.  A loud clap of
thunder caused Joanne to jump and she closed the gap between herself
and her brother.  When they reached the lane, the rain began to fall.

Once they were on the lane, they began to jog towards the barn. 
Rich glanced at Joanne and watched her breasts bouncing behind the
front panel of her bibs.  He could see the side of her firm breast
and marveled at the way it jiggled as she ran.  All of a sudden the
skies opened and the rain began to come down in torrents.  The wind
blew the rain into their faces, stinging as it struck them.  When
they reached the barn, they dashed into the lower level.

"You wait here, Jo, I've got to go and bring the cows in," Rich told
her.

"Okay, be careful.  I'll feed the rest of the animals while you're
gone."

Rich nodded and ran though the rain to the gate of the small
pasture.  He opened the metal gate and ran out into the field,
yelling at the cows.  The dog ran with him, barking at the cows and
herding them towards the opening in the fence.  Joanne finished
feeding the other livestock and went out into the barnyard to help
her brother.  They yelled, waved their arms and finally got the cows
into the barn and their stalls.

Rich picked up a pitchfork, put hay into each of the stalls for the
cows and closed the barn door.  He and Joanne went up into the upper
part of the barn and sat on hay bails.  The wind was really beginning
to howl and the thunder clapped repeatedly.  They were both soaked
threw to the skin and a bit chilled.

"Well," Rich said.  "I guess we're not going to get any wetter. 
Let's go to the house."

"Okay, Rich," Joanne replied.  "You go first and hold the backdoor
open for me."

Rich nodded, opened the door and ran towards the house.  Joanne
grabbed the pile of clothes and the towels, stepped out the door and
closed it.  She ran across the yard and onto the back porch as her
brother held the door open for her.

The two began to remove their wet things and dried themselves with
the towels they had taken to the swimming hole.  The telephone rang,
and Joanne ran into the kitchen to answer it.  She was standing naked
with the receiver against her ear when Rich walked in and stood next
to her.

"Hi, Daddy," Joanne said.

"Yes, we're fine.  We have almost all of the hay put into the loft
and we went swimming for a while."

"Yes, we took care of the animals."

"Yeah, it's storming here too."

"Okay, we'll see you and Mom tomorrow."

Joanne finished talking with her father and hung up the telephone. 
She turned to her brother and looked over his naked body, feeling
herself tingle.  After telling him what their father had said, she
headed for her room to dress.

Rich walked past his sister's room on the way to his and looked into
her open door.  He saw her bent over one of the Wal-Mart bags,
searching through it.  Grinning, he went his room and put on clean
dry clothes.  Joanne put on a pair of her new pajamas and went
downstairs.  Rich was in the living room, sitting on the couch and
watching television.

"Are you hungry, Rich?"  Joanne asked.  "I'm going to fix us some
supper."

"I'm starved, Sis.  What are you going to make?"

"I'll have to check and see what we have," Joanne said as she left
the room.

Joanne took a container of soup from the refrigerator and put it
into a pan.  She turned on the stove, began to heat the soup and
started to prepare sandwiches.  Once the soup was hot and the
sandwiches were on the table, she called for her brother.

The two siblings sat at the kitchen table eating their supper and
talking about the day at the swimming hole.  While they were eating,
a flash of lighting lit up the kitchen and the lights flickered. 
Joanne got up, went to a cupboard and took a tall round candle out. 
She placed it on the table in a small plate and lit it with a wooden
match.

"I hate it when we lose power," Joanne said as she sat back down.

"Jo," Rich said as he took a bite of his sandwich.  "Are you okay
with the things we did today?"

Once again the kitchen filled with bright light from the lighting. 
Loud thunder followed it immediately and the lights flickered and
then went out.  The orange glow from the candle illuminated Rich's
face and the flickering flame danced in his eyes.  Joanne gazed into
her brother's dark blue pools and felt her heart swell in her chest
and beat so loud she was sure he could hear it.  Her body tingled and
she smiled.

Joanne had always loved her brother.  He was her teacher, her
protector and her best friend.  She was feeling a new emotion now, an
emotion she didn't quite understand.  Never before had she
experienced the feelings that were consuming her.  Never before had
she been at a loss for words.  Even though the storm raged outside
the old farmhouse, the thunder seemed distant.

Thinking about her brother's question, she tried to sort out her
feelings.  Was she okay with the things they had done?  She knew in
her mind that what she and her brother were doing…what they had done,
was taboo.  She knew in her mind that the way she felt was supposed
to be for a boyfriend, or a husband.  She knew in her mind that the
feelings, the contact, the sex was wrong, but she wasn't feeling with
her mind, she was feeling with her heart.

Time seemed to stand still as she stared into her brother's eyes. 
Her eyes began to fill with tears, tears of joy, tears of happiness,
and tears of love.  She slowly put her spoon into her bowl, stood up
and went to Rich.  She sat down in his lap, wrapped her arms around
his neck and hugged him.  After several minutes, she lifted her head,
wiped her eyes and covered his mouth with hers.

Rich's arms moved unconsciously around her waist.  He breathed
heavily through his nose as she probed his mouth with her tongue.  He
could feel the heat of his little sister's body rise as she tried to
wiggle closer to him.  He noticed that his penis remained flaccid as
they kissed, for this wasn't a sexual kiss, this was a loving kiss. 
A kiss that could only be shared by two people that felt so committed
to one another that nothing in the world could break them apart…not
even the fact that they were related.  Suddenly it didn't matter that
they were brother and sister.  It didn't matter that incest was wrong
or against the law.  This was a bonding of two hearts that law or man
could never break.  This was a bonding of a lifetime.

Joanne broke the passionate kiss momentarily when she felt her
brother lift her effortlessly and hold her in his arms.

"Pickup the candle," Rich whispered into her ear.

He turned her towards the table and she reached out and grabbed the
candle.  Rich carried her out of the kitchen, up the stairs and into
his bedroom.  He gently placed her on his bed and took the candle,
setting it on his dresser.  Joanne just stared as he walked over to
the bed, sat down and pulled her into his arms.  Together, the lay
back and wrapped their arms around one another.  Rich put his lips
against hers and lightly kissed her.

They engaged in a kiss that, up until now, was immeasurable.  Their
bodies squirmed together until their legs and arms were tangled, and
they were making as much contact with the other that they possibly
could.  Their emotions reached a place that neither one knew was
obtainable, that neither knew existed.  As they continued to kiss,
Joanne and her brother climaxed together, both dressed, neither
touching the other's sexual places.  They relaxed in one another's
arms, but maintained the close contact.  Without a single word, they
fell asleep.