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After the Christmas break, it was a relief to go back to school. Imagine that!� At least Wendy was back and I could see my other friends and do something other than help Mama with cooking and cleaning.

The second week back, Mrs. Jones assigned us to another project.� We had been talking about simple machines and the assignment was to build a catapult that was capable of launching ping pong balls across the room. Well, Mama wasn't going to be any help with this and my dad was busy with a building project out of town.� Mary Lou volunteered her dad to help us.

Her dad called and talked to my mom and she agreed to let me spend all day Saturday at Mary Lou's to build this contraption with her dad's help.� I was so thrilled!

That Saturday, I rode my bike over to Mary Lou's.� Accompanied by her dad, Mr. Mack, we went down into the basement.� Unlike our basement, which was unfinished and rather creepy, their basement was finished nicely with a large playroom and another smaller room in the back where Mr. Mac had a workbench and all of his tools.�

Mr. Mack already had all the pieces for the catapult cut out.� All we had to do was assemble it under his guidance.� He had a length of 1 X 4 cut out for the base.� For the throwing arm, he had an old wooden spoon that was about to be discarded.� Then he had a "tower" which the rubber bands were stretched across and which stopped the throwing arm at the vertical and thus throwing the ping pong ball.� And he had two smaller blocks of wood to form the pivot base, the pivot itself being a nail that passed through a hole at the end of the spoon handle.� It took us only fifteen minutes to assemble the thing, then we had to wait six hours for the glue to dry before attaching the rubber bands and testing it.

"Okay, girls.� Now don't touch or mess with it until the glue dries," he instructed us. Then he informed that someone had called in sick at his store and that he needed to go in and cover for them.� With that he was gone.

We went upstairs to Mary Lou's room.� We were goofing and laughing when her older brother, Pete, appeared and stood in the open doorway.� At first sight I was in love.� He was so cute!�

"Where's dad?" he asked.

"He had to go into work," replied Mary Lou.� "Someone called in sick.� He had to go in and cover for them."

"Oh, okay," he replied and turned to leave.

"Pete!� Wait!"� Mary Lou called out.

Pete reappeared in the doorway.� "What?"

Mary Lou looked over at me with a grin.� Why was she grinning at me?

"Bunny wants to know something," she replied before looking back at me with grin.� Oh, she wouldn't!

"What?" Pete replied with an annoyed look, clearly not wanting to play a guessing game with his younger sister.

"Well, we were talking. Talking about guys and she doesn't have any brothers..."

"Mary Lou, no!" I pleaded along with throwing a pillow at her.

"So..." he said showing a little more interest after seeing my reaction.

"She wanted to know if you were circumcised or not."� I could have died right then and there.

"Is that so?� And what did you tell her?"

"Nothing. I told her that it would be impolite of me to talk about your dick and that she needed to ask you."

"I did not!" I exclaimed.� I didn't remember the conversation exactly, but I didn't remember that.

He looked at me and said, "You expect me to just whip it out and show you my dick?"

"I didn't ask to see it," I said burying my face in my hands.

"Well, you can see it if you want.� You just have to ask."

I peeked through my fingers and replied, "Really?"

"Yeah, but I'm not just going to pull my pants down for you, so how about if we play a little game? A strip game," he added with a grin.

"Strip poker?"� I'd heard about this game and had wanted to try it, but that's not what he had in mind.

He walked into Mary Lou's bedroom, picked up an empty blue wine bottle from her bureau and then sat on the bare hardwood floor.� He spun the bottle and as it was spinning on the floor in front of him he looked up at me.

"Wanna play?"

Well, Mary Lou immediately hopped down on the floor and sat cross legged.� Not wanting to act like a baby or anything, I too got down from her bed and sat on the floor forming a circle, if circles can have three sides that is, with the bottle between us.�

"How do we play this game?"� I asked.

"Someone spins the bottle and if it points at you, you lose a piece of clothing.� You have the choice of what to remove, but the person who spun the bottle gets to take it off.� Then it's the person who just lost a piece of clothing turn to spin the bottle,"� Mary Lou explained.� She'd played this game before?

"I'm first," Pete said and he spun the bottle.� As luck would have it, it stopped pointing� more or less at me.

"Uh, my shoe?" I asked holding out my foot.� Pete took my foot and taking his time, untied it, loosened the laces and finally pulled it off my heel and then off completely.

It was my turn. I spun and it stopped pointing at Pete.�

"My shirt," he declared.� It being the dead of winter and rather chilly outside, he had on a checkered flannel button up shirt.� However, we were upstairs and hot air rises, so it was warm upstairs. I, of course, had to get close enough to unbutton each and every button, and the every time I glanced up, he was looking right into my eyes. God, this was going to be so much fun!

Of course he had t-shirt under the flannel shirt, so I couldn't see much just yet.

He spun again and this time it landed on Mary Lou.

She had already taken her shoes off, so she stuck out her foot and declared, "Socks."

Pete peeled his sister sock off and then grabbed the other foot and stripped off that sock too.

"Hey, only one sock," she protested.

"You said socks, Sis. Socks is plural," he replied with a laugh.� She pretended to pout, but she was just being a big faker.

Mary Lou spun the bottle and it landed on me.� "My other shoe," I said sticking my foot out.� Mary Lou, leaned forward and yanked my shoe off.

I spun and it landed on Pete, who immediately declared, "Shirt."

I moved in and pulled his t-shirt over his head leaving him bare from the waist up.� God, he wasn't just cute, he was hunky and had nice muscles.

He spun and it landed on me.� "Sock," I said, "as in one sock."

He smiled, took my foot and slowly removed my sock, then leaned forward and kissed my toe.� It wasn't a mouth slobbering toe kiss like Uncle Joe liked to do, but just a playful peck.� Still it sent a mild shockwave up to you know where. He sat back smiling at me.� I smiled back and felt the heat on my face.

I spun it with it landing on Pete again.� "Belt," he said.

Again I had to get close and undoing his belt, I looked up and right into his beautiful blue eyes.� I nearly melted right then and there, but I just smiled at him and returned to trying to get the belt unbuckled.� I managed finally and tried to pull it off, but it acted like it was stuck.� I had to get in close once again, this time to feed his belt through the loops of his jeans and in doing the back loops, I was practically on top of him.

He spun and it landed on his sister.� She'd already lost her shoes and socks, not that she was wearing her shoes to begin with, and she wasn't wearing a belt.� She was down to just jeans and her top, plus what was underneath and so far she'd only "lost" once before.

"Shirt," she confidently declared.� She was wearing a sweatshirt, and when he pulled it over her head, her bare tits sprang into view.� She wasn't wearing a bra?

"Nice!" Pete declared with a big grin.� "No bra?� Nice tits, Sis!� Very nice tits."

I would have thought that she'd been embarrassed sitting there topless with her brother ogling her, but she wasn't, she was all smiles.� That's when I realized that she was competing with me.� Competing to see who got naked first, she or me?� So far she was winning hands down.� Now I wished I had said "socks" instead of "sock" the last time I "lost".

She spun and it landed on me.� I almost said� "sock" but I stopped myself and said, "shirt" instead. Having made my selection, I immediately regretted it.� Not because I would be exposed, but because I wanted Pete to take off my top.� Oh, well, Mary Lou did the honors. But she was still way ahead of me because Mama had insisted that I wear one of my new training bras.� I didn't have much, but I did have a little, mostly nipples, but it was because of my large puffy nipples that Mama was making me wear it.

I spun and it landed on Pete.� "Socks," he said clearly pronouncing the ending "S". I was the only one who had been wearing shoes when this game begun, so I took his white socks off one at a time.� However, I didn't kiss his toes.

He spun and it landed on me.� I didn't have a belt and I wasn't so keen on showing Pete what little tits I had, so I declared, "Jeans."� He grinned, moved in close, unbuttoned and unzipped me, taking his sweet time with the unzipping.� He took his time getting a grip on the waistband of my jeans and began pulling them off of my hips.� I knew I would have to help him with that, so I lifted my hips off the floor. Suddenly, whoosh!� In a flash he stripped my jeans right off me and in the process, took my panties with them!

"Nice pussy!" he declared with a laugh.� "Very nice!� Very nice indeed."

"No fair!" I protested.� "You took off two things!"

"And you're not getting them back," he declared with a cute bad boy grin.�

I should have at least blushed, but I didn't.� Instead I felt a rush.� A rush from almost being naked with him and a feeling of victory over my rival.

I spun and it landed on Mary Lou again. Darn!� "Jeans," she declared.� So moved over to her, unzipped and unbuttoned her and worked her jeans off her hip. Once I had them off her butt, I knew something was up.�

"Where are your panties?"

"What panties?" she replied with a grin.

"Oh, my gosh!" I declared as I worked the tight firm fitting jeans down off her butt, down her legs and off.�

"I win!" she proclaimed smugly. �

Oooo, the big cheater!� She was totally naked and I still had my stupid training bra that my mama made me wear. Piqued, I pulled the mostly elastic bra up and over my head.

"Hey, you're cheating!" laughed Pete who now had us both naked.�

His next comment was, "Wow!� You have some nips, girl!"

"I'm not too little?" I huffed still annoyed with Mary Lou.

"No, not really.� And I like the way you shave your pussy."

I looked over at Mary Lou who had a nice fluffy bush while I just had a few stray hairs.� Gawd, I felt so young!� An ugly little girl!

"She doesn't shave," Mary Lou unhelpfully added.

"No shit?

"Hey, that's okay," Pete added.� "I like the way she looks. Smoooooth..."� Mary Lou glared at him.

"You're supposed to show her your dick," his sister then injected.

"Oh, yeah," he said and promptly dropped his jeans.

Did anyone in this family wear underwear? Not that I actually thought that when his beautiful cock bounced into view.� He was circumcised and he looked so yummy that I just wanted to go to my knees and... But I controlled myself.

"Let's finish the game," he suggested.�

Finish the game?� Heck, all three of us were totally nude. The game was finished, but Pete and Mary Lou sat and looked at me like I was slow or something.� I sat too.

Pete taking complete charge, even though it was technically Mary Lou's turn, spun the bottle.� It stopped pointing at his sister.� He moved over and gave her a kiss.� Not a peck on the cheek kiss, but a long tongue dueling kiss.

She spun and it landed on her brother.� She moved in a gave him a smoldering kiss, a kiss that was accompanied with his hand full of her tit.

'Gee,' I thought, 'I wonder if they play this game often...'

He spun and it landed on me.� Butterflies filled my tummy as he took me in his arms and laid on a kiss that would have made my Uncle Joe proud and while he kissed me, one of his hands was all over my bare butt while the other had taken possession of my nipple.� It was a kiss that took my breath away. For a long while we embraced with his hard cock pressing into my belly and getting it wet.

Mary Lou began complaining and we broke it off.� I spun and it landed on Pete. He was on me like a starving coyote who had just found a three pound roast that had fallen off a meat truck.� Next thing I know and I'm on Mary Lou's bed with him on top with his tongue down my throat.� I felt the hands on my ankles and my legs being pulled apart and it wasn't Pete's hands.� He squirmed around on top of me until I felt something press between my legs against my pussy and before I knew it, he was inside me.

"Oh!" I cried out, more in surprise than anything else.� He began thrusting in me and I realized that it was his cock inside me and that I was being fucked, fucked by my very first boy.� At first I was mortified to be taken like that, then I was elated.� And the more he fucked me, the more elated I became.� Gawd, nothing ever felt so good as this!

He never uttered a word while he fucked me and when it came time, he didn't warn me and he didn't pull out.� He came inside me, filling my pussy with his cum. Cum from his maturing nuts, cum filled with his little squiggliers that went in search of an egg to fertilize.� But I hadn't started ovulating yet.� That wouldn't happen for almost another year.

He rolled off and his sister replaced him straddling my hips.� Gleefully she looked down at me and asked, "Was that good or what?"

I was quite incapable of speech at the moment and just looked up at her, trying my best to comprehend what had just happened. Oh, I knew I had been fucked, but it happened so quick and unexpectedly.� I surely wasn't expecting to lose my virginity that morning when I came over to work on our school� project, but that's exactly what had happened.

"Oh, we're going to have so much fun today!" she declared.� "Daddy won't be home for hours."� And did we have fun!�

She leaned over and kissed me tenderly, then slid back to kiss and suck my nipples.

"Oh, man, is that ever hot!" her brother proclaimed while lying next to me.

He moved over and kissed me while Mary Lou worked her way down from my tit to my navel. With my tits available, Pete stopped tongue fucking me and moved down to suck on my nipples.� Meanwhile, Mary Lou got lower and lower until she was kissing my pussy that was leaking her brother's cum. The pussy� kissing morphed into slit licking and as she began attacking my clit in earnest, Pete straddled me and lowered his still wet cock to my mouth.� In mere moments I had the biggest mind bending rapture ever!�

When I could see straight once again, I was covered in sweat.� "You really got off on that, Bunny," Mary Lou said to me looking right into my eyes before laying on sweet sensuous kiss.�

She maneuvered me onto my side.� I felt Pete nestle into me from behind and felt his hard pecker poking at me while his knee was jamming between my legs, separating my legs just enough that his cock could find its mark and entered me for the second time.� This was fun on steroids!

It was so nice to be smooching with Mary Lou while her brother fucked me slowly from behind.� His hand draped over me and found a nipple, rolling it between his thumb and index finger.� Lances of electricity shot from my nipple to my pussy and all the while his cock moved inside me,� his sister's lips made love to my lips and my hand mauled her soft full tits.� It was heavenly. And it wasn't rushed, but went on and on and on and I had rapture after rapture until I was totally exhausted.� Only then did Pete roll away and extract his wonderful cock from my spasming honey hole, leaving another deposit of sperm behind while Mary Lou moved away and let me be.

So I'm lying there, filled with an afterglow I hadn't felt before, an afterglow centered deep in my pussy.� I don't know how long I just lay there with my eyes closed, but when I did open them, I saw something that was quite unbelievable.� Mary Lou was sucking Pete's dick!� She was sucking her own brother's dick!� I don't know why that surprised me, after all I sucked Uncle Joe's cock so many times by then that I had lost count.� I guess I didn't consider what I did with Uncle Joe to be incest.� But I wasn't thinking of my Uncle Joe right then, I was thinking about what Mary Lou and Pete were doing.

If sucking her own brother's cock wasn't bad enough, she climbed on top of him and took his cock into her pussy.� They were fucking and it blew my mind.� She rose and fell on her brother's cock like they had been doing it for years.� And they had, she told me later that afternoon.� For three years they had been fucking, since she was nine and he was twelve. Of course I was sworn to secrecy and have kept that secret to myself up until now as you read this.

Unlike Mr. Jesse who was good for maybe two erections in a day, or even Uncle Joe, who seemed satisfied doing what we did a few times and letting it go at that, Pete seemed to be able to get it up at will, and once up, he put it to work, if you could call what we were doing work. He fucked me one more time and fucked his sister one more time, before the telephone rang.� Pete answered.

"That was Dad.� He's on his way home."

Mary Lou and I jumped in the shower, careful not to get our hair wet, while Pete simply disappeared. We heard Mr. McCall, Mary Lou's dad, come inside before we were fully dressed.� He called up to Mary Lou and she answered saying that we'd be right down.

"Where's your brother?" her dad asked once we were downstairs.��

"I don't know. I don't keep track of him," she replied which earned a frown from him.

"Well, the glue should be set up by now," he said.� "Let's go down and try it out."

I was about to ask, "Try what out?" when I remembered why I was there in the first place... the stupid catapult.

Removing the catapult from his workbench, he brought it into the play room and sat it on a table.� He rigged up a couple of thick rubber bands, pulled back the arm and secured it, then loaded up a ping pong ball.

"Just pull this," he told his daughter.� She pulled and the ping pong ball sailed across the room.� We both squealed in laughter.� I retrieved the ping pong ball, and he showed us once again how to cock and load the thing.� This time I got to pull the rip cord and send the ball flying.�

Pleased that we were pleased, he retired upstairs and let Mary Lou and I launch ping pong ball after ping pong ball. We squealed in delight every time we launched that stupid ball.� Surely we would get an A on our project!

Her dad came down later and told me that my mom had called and wanted me home. �"She said you were supposed to babysit for your aunt?" he added.

Oh, yeah.� I almost forgot about Aunt Bess and Uncle Blake.� Darn!� If it weren't for that, maybe I could have talked Mama into letting me spend the night, but that was mostly wishful thinking.� Still, I didn't want to go home, but Mary Lou's dad would be hanging around and what fun would that be?� So I did what Mama had taught me, and counted my blessings.� After all, it was probably the best day in my life so far!� I wasn't a stupid virgin anymore and maybe I could finally get Uncle Joe to stick his cock into me.