Keywords: M/F anal, oral, inc.
Author: W R Jenkins
Title: The Hole 

  Disclaimer:(standard) Do not screw up. Do not do anything illegal.
 This includes specifically (but not limited to) reading on if you are 
under 18- 21 in some localities  If you are underage you must leave 
now. If you're young and curious, this is not the place to get the 
straight story. You act like this and people will look at you strange 
and give you a wide berth. Also, don't try this at home. Some of this 
stuff is just plain wrong, most of it is unsafe in the present viral 
climate and some of it doesn't work in this universe. They are stories. 
They deal with ideas, fantasies and thoughts that might not even be 
pleasant in real life. Thoughts are like that. Fantasies are there so
we can toy with the sensations without feeling or inflicting the pain, 
despair or humiliation. End Sermon.

	The Hole - (the hole.txt) - You never know how much you love your
sister until you try. And when you're not her only love it's fun to
compare. It's funny with relatives. You really can't be jealous that
your sister puts out. It wouldn't be normal. M/F, oral, anal, inc.


				The Hole

	I really liked watching Nina stick her fingers in her ass. The
bad thing was it made me cum before she got fucked or anything. Being
16, I could usually get it up again for the fuck session, but it made
me feel so desperate to get off that second time.
	She did it with so much precision that I felt she was putting on
a show for me. Her hand would come back with her forefinger extended
and come down perfectly straight up and down. It was right over her
asshole and then went down.
	It looked like an arrow or something going in and then she'd
move it in and out. I guess she got used to it because then would
come two. And two fingers she worked in and out like she was fucking
them. It would have been enough to make me blow my load in my jeans
if I didn't already have my cock out stroking it.
	I memorized this little ritual of Nina's with my eye against the
tiny little hole someone had punched in the wall. That's not an excuse.
I think someone was trying to hang something before they found out the
wall was so thin. The nail hole was there. I might have cleaned it out
a little and maybe made it ever so slightly bigger, but I didn't want
Nina to notice and cover it up.
	Anyway, if you have your eye right up next to a pinhole it lets
you see like you were in the room. It's physics or something. Some
guy figured out how light does that stuff. If he was looking at his
sister getting fucked and still trying to figure it out, I think he
was fucked, but maybe he was looking at a tree or something else.
	Anyway again, it was the hottest thing Nina did when she was
getting fucked by her boyfriend. I had the best view because she always
had her butt pointed right at the wall when she did it. She'd be on her
knees sucking his dick and I'd know she was going to take it up the ass
that night.
	She had a lot of positions for sucking cock, but she only got on
her knees and stuck her ass in the air when she was getting her asshole
ready to be fucked. When she got on her knees to suck dick I knew what
was coming and my hand went into overdrive pumping my cock. Then she'd
be pumping her ass with two fingers and I'd shoot off.
	Thinking about her taking a cock in the butt got me hard again
most times, but actually watching her finger-fuck her ass was more
exciting. Maybe if I had a better view than some guy's ass moving
back and forth behind her it would have been better, but I was stuck
with one vantage point.
	That was okay a lot of the time because Nina really liked to be
on top. She'd tell her boyfriend: 'let me do it for you', and then
she'd climb on top of him and fuck him. I could see her getting it
then. She'd be moving up and down and wiggling her ass and I could see
his dick going right up into her.
	I guess the other stuff was okay because I knew she was really
getting it. Even if I couldn't see it, I knew what was going on 
between them when her boyfriend was between her legs plowing into
her. I knew what was happening when she got up on all fours and he
put it in her ass too. She gave him a commentary and it looked liked
he enjoyed it even more than me.
	But it was always better when I could see. I could cum early when
she was sucking his cock on some special occasion like his birthday
or something. I think she made it hot on purpose, taking a long time
to get to the short strokes sucking his knob. And I could see every
bit of his cock and her lips stretching over it when she sucked him
like that.
	It made me wish I had a better view of his cock stretching her 
asshole like her fingers did. I had to be satisfied with that sexy
view of my sister pumping her fingers in her ass.
	Now if that's all there was to it, I wouldn't admit it in a
million years. I mean, I don't think jacking off watching your sister
fuck is sick. I think it's pretty normal, but I still don't think it's
something you tell everyone.
	My life turned around when my sister found out I had been 
watching her. It wasn't some big angry scene when she noticed the pin
hole. I think it was lucky, for me, that she found out in a totally
different way.
	To this day I have no idea whether Mom had suspicions or if it
was an innocent mistake like she claims. Either way, she opened the 
door to say something and there was Nina and her boyfriend making the
sign of the two-backed monkey right there on the bed.
	She screamed and closed the door and there was a scramble to 
get dressed. Nina was subject of continual preaching and exasperation
for the next couple of weeks. Obviously, they had no control over her,
but she had to think of her future. Oh yes, the snares of physical
pleasure are strong, but you have to control those animal urges.
	I told her I didn't think she had done anything weird. Somewhere
in that message I talked too much and she got interested. She began to
pump me for details. I had already told her too much, like things no
one outside her room would know.
	"Do you like to see me naked?" Nina asked.
	I knew she was going to make a big thing out of this. I really
had no defense and I figured I might as well get it over with.
	"Come on, I'm 16," I told her. "Real people actually doing it
right in the next room? How much can a boy resist?"
	I thought my days of watching were over. I was ready for her to
start yelling. She shocked me instead.
	"And you didn't tell?" she asked.
	Tell? Hey Mom, I'm peeping into Nina's room and she's fucking in
there. How did she expect me to tell?
	She ignored that difficulty in a rush to gratitude.
	"I didn't think you had it in you, squirt," she said, "I imagine
you've seen some pretty hot things going on."
	No harm admitting that. I was caught. Whatever damage had already
been done. I tried to be complimentary.
	"You know, you're not as big a dork as I thought you were," Nina
told me.
	Someone wise and crafty might have seen some change in Nina, but I
was still reeling with my escape from her yelling. I just wanted out of
her sight before she changed her mind. I didn't give her situation a
thought.
	Nina had been more than grounded. It was like house arrest. And 
any chance of even talking to her boyfriend had to be stolen when the
opportunity presented itself at school. She was being closely watched.
	I think that may have influenced her new-found appreciation of
me. Simply put, she was horny. She was used to getting some at least 
three times a week. I know. I was a witness. Getting none anytime in a
week must have been quite a strain, but she was careful not to mention
that to me.
	"I guess the little rat that was always jealous of me has grown
up," she said. "It used to be that you couldn't wait to tell on me."
	She was saying all this while sitting on my bed, swinging her
foot. I figured that it was mostly desperation that drove her to talk
to me since she couldn't call her friends but it was still weird.
	"I guess I think you're old enough to do what you want," I said
to say something.
	"What about you? What do you want?" Nina put me on my guard with 
that question.
	From long practice, I sensed that she had turned something around
on me. I couldn't figure out what it was. I wondered if the yelling 
was going to start now. I want to fuck you sis - I want you to stick
your fingers up your ass and get it ready for me to butt-fuck you, was
not even what I was thinking. And if I was thinking it, I wouldn't have
said it.
	"I don't know," I said safely.
	"You know what I mean," she said with a conspiratorial look.
	Oh sure, the sister who, until now, acted like I was an old,
flatulent dog is suddenly talking to me and I'm supposed to get what
she's thinking. I'll admit the general area of sexual secrets was in
the back of my head given the context but I didn't think it was
likely and I certainly wouldn't have admitted it if I did.
	"I don't know what I like," I said, I thought, cleverly.
	"So, whatcha' going to do about it?" Nina asked.
	That sexual stuff was looking more likely. Nina had leaned back
onto her hands and her hips were shifting, ever so slightly, on the
bed. This still didn't happen. It was a trick. She was going to get me
to say something and then hold it over me.
	"I don't know what I can do about it," I stuck to the ignorant
party line.
	"But you do know what you want to do, don't you?" Nina asked.
"Or didn't you see anything you liked through your peephole?"
	I think the desire to faint and an instant rage served to balance
out the blood in my brain. I don't think I reacted at all. This was
too complicated to figure out. Sex is definitely the subject here. But
past that it was still a pit of quicksand. There remained the problem
of her motive if she was thinking what I thought she was thinking.
	And then there was that whole part about me watching her. It
reminded me what Nina looked like under those clothes. I didn't know
what she meant by bringing it up.
	"Look, this is all cute and all, but I think you've got a point
and I'd appreciate if you got to it," I went psycho and knocked the
pieces off the board of the game she was playing.
	"I was just wondering what you thought when you watched your
sister doing those nasty things," Nina said.
	That was not making it better. Now I was seeing the M-TV montage
of her fucking and sucking and fingering her ass. And I knew she was
doing it on purpose. I just wasn't sure what her purpose was. It was
like she was forcing me to make the first move, or at least be the
first to say it out loud.
	Like that was going to happen.
	"I wasn't thinking as much as jerking off," I said without due
consideration.
	There was a flaw in the reply. I had admitted I was excited. It
was a flaw because it dropped Nina's eyes to the level of my crotch and
the hard-on that was making an unconcealable bulge in my pants.
	"Show me where," she said, sitting up, "Show me this hole of
yours."
	I kinda owed her that for peeping at her and if she wanted to
yell at me, I guess I deserved it. I went over and pushed the shirts
aside in my closet and pointed to the hole.
	Nina came over to look in the hole, but turned around with a
scowl.
	"It's too dark," she said. "I'll go turn on some lights. I'll
be right back."
	When she returned, she looked a long time, craning her head this
way and that, before taking her eye away from the hole.
	"You can see almost the whole room," she marveled.
	"Yeah, pretty much," I said.
	I was keeping it short because when Nina turned to talk to me her
mouth was less than two inches from my cock. It made the M-TV montage
devote itself entirely to pictures of Nina sucking cock. I had to fight
my hips not to thrust my bulge in her face.
	"You know, if you were to look tonight you might see something,"
she said.
	There was a glint in her eye that made me suspect she knew
exactly where her lips were and probably exactly the pictures streaming
through my head. It took an extra couple of beats for me to understand
what she said.
	"That sounds like an invitation," I said.
	"Maybe I just want to see if my little brother has the balls to
look through his hole when I know he's watching," Nina smirked.
	It was definitely not accidental when Nina brushed her face 
against my dick as she got out of her crouch. That was the signature
on the challenge. She wanted me watching.
	It was really pretty smooth when I thought about it. She hadn't
got me to say whatever she wanted me to say and she hadn't said it
either. Whatever she meant would be revealed through my peephole. It
was a genius plan of deniability on her part and trespass on mine.
	It was hard to believe she hadn't blurted it out that afternoon,
as explicit as she was in her room. Maybe it was hard for her to say
anything face to face, but she did great with the wall.
	"Are you there?" she polled the wall, "You have to tell me you're
there. Knock on the wall if you're there."
	For once in this whole mess it was very clear to me. Knock on the
wall. Nina had come in and turned on every light in the room except 
the one that was so bright through the hole. She hadn't made a "Big"
deal out of getting undressed although there were several trips to the
bathroom from which she emerged more naked.
	But then she had climbed on the bed in nothing but girl skin and
laid back with her legs spread towards the hole. Her heels slid in,
her knees came up and slowly fell to the side as she rubbed something
shiny all over her pussy.
	I knew no knock and the show was over. As I lifted me hand, I
found that her knowing was another level of this stuff. I rapped on the
wall and we were both in on it. We weren't together, but we were both
participating.
	"Do you have your cock out?" she asked the wall.
	This was simple. I knocked.
	"Then you stroke it just like I stroke this," she said, gliding
all four fingers in a bunch over the peach of her pussy.
	I knocked.
	Her fingers were devilish. They stroked the contours of her pussy
with the middle two making her inner lips pout like a hungry mouth.
She was sudden on the pull up and slow on the down stroke. She was just
beginning to squirm on the bed as she took it easy and slow at first.
	I suppose she had a plan for when I shot off but I guess she 
didn't fuck many 16-year-olds. Her hips were just starting to come off
the bed and her fingers teasing with slipping inside her when I coated
the wall with my first boy goo.
	I was cleaned, primed and idly whacking my pecker against the wall
as Nina really got into it. I knew it was real then because she wasn't 
making it any easier to see.
	Her heels stiffened on the bed and as her fingers began to make 
the turn over the hump of her mount and into her slit. It looked like
she was hauling herself up by the cunt as her legs pushed and she was
moved up the bed so she reclined more than lay flat.
	In that position every arch of her back sent her tits rolling 
off the side of her ribs and then down and together in a most liquid,
flowing, sexy, hot arc. Her right hand was busy now stroking and 
pulling at her thigh as her left continued to pester her pussy.
	"Tell me when you shoot off. Knock when you shoot off," she
kinda gasped at me.
	I knocked right then. I wasn't going to brag. Then I made a 
series of raps, hoping she would know I meant that I had another one
coming up.
	However she interpreted it, she quickly became two handed in the
handling of her pussy. Two fingers from her left hand plunged in and
out of her and her right rubbed circles on her clit. She tossed 
around a bunch until she was laying flat again, but, before I could
miss her flying tits, she was an arch on the bed, her hips seeming to
try to fly away to escape her hands. 
	 She hit the bed like a flopping fish shortly after and was 
biting her lips as her legs flailed. I took that to be an orgasm.
Unfortunately, I had only gotten the second urge when she threw her
hips in the air and she was too fast for me.
	Her hands slid up her body and by the time they were molding her
tits, she had lifted her head and was smiling at the hole in her wall.
Hell yeah, I was ready for more and she was a girl. Girls never get
too much.
	Then she got up and put on her dressing gown. I was confused.
She left the room.
	Fortunately, it wasn't far down the hall. I didn't have time to
get all pissed or think bad thoughts that might waste my hard-on.
I was still wondering: what the fuck? when she came in my room.
	"Okay, I'll say it," Nina said, looking kinda scary. "You've
got a hard-on and I've got a place for it. Why don't we do each other
a favor? You will, won't you? I'm so frustrated right now."
	She hadn't taken off her robe, but she had pulled it open so I
could see the middle part of her naked. And here I was, dressed, with
my pants around my knees. When I tried to get my shoes off so I could
stand up and take off my pants without looking like a dork, Nina came
right over and wrapped her hand around my hard-on.
	That got me over dork fear and onto my feet in a hurry. Nina
even had the solution to my pants. She put a foot on them and I had
no trouble coming out of them. 
	Then the time warp went the other way. Jerked to my feet and 
suddenly bottomless in a rush, undoing my shirt took ages. It was
Nina's  fault. She was undoing the buttons. And it might not have been
an age, but she did take her time with attendant cooing and encouraging
smiles as she undid each one.
	I guess I have to say she knew more about it than I did. When she
did get me out of my shirt, I was ready for anybody. The anticipation
had steeled my resolve- or my lust- as well as my hard-on. I was
thinking sex and not that Nina was my sister.
	When she pulled my head down, my tongue shot out like it was
a reflex. I grabbed her to me tight so her mouth couldn't get away 
as I tried to climb into her through that route.
	It was so hot! I was Mr. Macho Aggressive and she still didn't
take any shit. Her tongue fought back and had this habit of trapping
mine with counter-moves that would make a wrestler proud. Pretty soon
she was sucking it like a wiggly cock and I could feel the pull at
the roots of my tongue.
	She had backed us to my bed and mercifully she let my tongue
loose before she fell back and pulled me down on top of her.
	"Now how do you want it?" she asked, my cock trapped between her
pussy and my belly.
	Somewhere it had all clicked. I was going to fuck someone and
that someone wanted it bad. Of course I was going to pull back and
slide my cock into her pussy right there where we were, but I wanted
some leverage in all this.
	"My favorite thing is when you stick your fingers up your butt,"
I told her.
	I might have given her quite the description because I could
feel her hips moving under me. She was wiping her clit on my cock and
I knew that meant she was really aching for it.
	"Is that what you want to do?" Nina asked rhetorically. "Do you
want to put it in my butt? Well, if you're a good boy, maybe you can.
Now put it where it wants to go and fuck me."
	The "fuck me" was a growl. I pulled back and let nature- and my
sister's hips- guide me to the promised land. It was like first pussy.
Something of the warm bath, something of oiled rubber sheets and a
whole lot of "Jeepers!" this is better than my hand.
	Except for the "jeepers", like pussy, but you don't know that 
until you've stuck your dick in one. And I really didn't care except
I wanted to remember. There was enough going for fucking that the
details weren't the point.
	"Now when I say, fuck me hard, I want you to fuck me as hard as
you can. And don't cum before I'm ready," Nina issued the orders.
	That would have been the impossible dream if my control was all
we had. Nina had a couple of tricks up her sleeve. The best one was
making me squat like a frog and try to fuck her. While I performed that
arduous but satisfying task, she was rubbing her clit like crazy. And
while it was nice to fuck her that way, it just didn't feel the same-
or as deep- in that position.
	It did get the engines humming for Nina. Finally she motioned 
with her free hand for me to fall back on top of her.
	"Now!" she said. "Fuck me hard."
	If I hadn't collapsed on her, she would have climbed up on me to
get more cock. Her arms were wrapped tightly around my back and her
legs were making some pretzel-like pattern around my thighs. For my
part, I hugged her back and tried to jam my cock into her with all
the force I could muster.
	It was like being really inside Nina. It felt like she was
wrapped all around me and for sure I could feel the clasp of her wet
heat parting around my cock. Her breasts were pressed to my chest,
providing a pillowy pivot for my chest to slide on as I thrust hard
against the precious hump of her pussy.
	It was all mine and I owned it! I was grinding hard against her
flattened pussy lips and feeling real deep inside her when I started
shooting. I didn't care when Nina thought, but I did respond.
	"Fuck me! Don't stop moving! Fuck me!" she demanded and I obeyed
without any thought.
	It felt like my cock had a fit as I started stroking while it was
cumming, but then there was an even bigger chill up my spine and I
fucked to encourage it. It was almost perfect timing, because right
after the chill, Nina tried to kill me by squeezing me to death.
	Her hips took over the fucking in a haphazard, but fierce series
of bumps against me and the rest of her body seemed to catch the
rhythm. I held on and tried to push my cock at her when I could.
	When she went limp, she was still holding me. Her arms didn't
squeeze, but they were around me. Her legs laid limp over my thighs,
but I still felt like I was inside her. I jiggled my hips. Yep. I was
still inside her.
	"Mmmmm," she purred when I moved. "I like that. Do it again."
	So big sister, who is so hard to please- Oh shit! Okay, I knew
what I was doing, but there was still some enormity of the situation
to sink in. And she wasn't laughing at me. She seemed to like it.
	Personal growth sometimes has to have the upper hand. I just got
laid! And Nina wouldn't say it was all right if it stunk. I guess I
could have sex without being ridiculed. I might even be good at it.
	Now. Oh my god! She's my sister! 
	I still couldn't work up much fear of god over the incest thing.
Total amazement, yes, a feeling of sinning- well, I knew better than
to brag at breakfast, but no. Mostly I worried that Nina would find
some way to use it against me.
	She didn't. We had a long talk. She was the one afraid of god
for me. There was the whole, someday I won't be grounded and I'll want
to go back to boys my own age, thing too. 
	I was all, okay, but you said I could put it in your ass. Well,
not, but I did say it was great and that I'd never thought in a 
million years that she'd let me do it to her. I said I understood about
the fucking other guys because that was normal. I said I'd do it
to her anytime she wanted.
	I mean, she really didn't suck as a sister. She just wanted to
live her life and she mostly let me live mine. I just wasn't supposed
to appear in her life. And now she had the whole forbidden secret
thing going with me. It was okay, but I liked the fucking part best.
	That was until she said she wanted to show her gratitude for me
being so understanding. Then I think I switched to liking the sucking
part best.
	"Did you see some way that you liked best?" Nina asked as she
got my rapidly stiffening cock out of my pants.
	"I liked when you were on your knees with your face... you know,"
I said straight out.
	She arranged me against my headboard and got up on her knees.
Then she was face down in my crotch with a mouthful of dick. I'm sure
she knew she used this position for only one thing, but she kept both
hands in front of her as she bobbed up and down on my cock.
	I didn't care that she had clothes on or that she wasn't
fingering her ass. If there was anything better than pussy, this was
it. The kind of tight there was in her mouth didn't exist below, even
when her cunt was grabbing me. Her mouth didn't try to rip my cock
off at the roots and then let go. Her mouth kept up that pressure, 
that sucking, squeezing pressure, over all the cock she could jam in
her face.
	I couldn't help it. My sister was sucking my dick. It felt really
great, the best yet, and you'd have to be Nina's brother for years to
understand how exciting it was for her to be doing something so...
nice for no reason. It was so... nice that I was cumming in about 69
seconds. It was great.
	Nina got wide-eyed, but she kept right on sucking. I'm sure I
surprised her, but to her credit she didn't scowl or anything. She
sucked until I stopped cumming and then sat up.
	"I can tell you liked that," she said to no objection. "We just
have to be careful. I don't want Mom walking in on me with you."
	Careful had strange meanings to my sister.
 	Mom chopping vegetables and Dad reading the paper was careful.
Dragging me into the shower with her when she was getting ready for bed
was careful. I got over my panic of being discovered finally by
adopting a fatalistic attitude. You know, if there's a bullet with your
name on it... 
	With that load on my mind held at arm's length, I could
appreciate how outrageous my sister was. Any time Mom and Pop were
downstairs was pretty bold. She enhanced the experience by showing me
wham-bam sex. She would see how fast she could suck me off just for
fun. She'd be ready for me (i.e. in the shower) and it would be on me
to get it up and get off as fast as I could so we could flee the scene.
	Her interest in that seemed to pale a bit when I got my fear 
under control. If I was cynical, I'd think scaring me shitless was
part of the thrill for her.
	But I was getting laid in the kind of situations and places you
read about in Penthouse letters. That was worth it even if it was just
my old sister laying me. Not that her being related to me blunted any
of the pure pleasure of rubbing my dick back and forth inside a woman.
It just didn't have the same stud points as if I had picked up some
girl and made her want to do this stuff. And there were absolutely no
bragging rights.
	The rubbing my dick back and forth made the lack of prestige
insignificant when we had the house to ourselves. Our parents blithely
left me in charge of Nina's solitary confinement when they went out. 
Usually that would have worked. But in this case it wasn't a violation
of their rules Nina committed, only a violation of taste and basic decency. Hoo-hah!
	I flatter myself to think that I made her exile livable. She
really didn't try to break rules when they were away. She seemed
quite content to get what she needed from me and not try to sweet-talk
her way past me. But then she was kinky and maybe I was one of her
fetishes.
	I had almost forgotten about Nina's ass. (I'm lying) Her other
adventures made it seem somehow out of the picture (That's the truth.)
I kept the memory close to my heart because it was my favorite, but I
had given up on being in the same room when she fingered her ass.
	In the flurry of unexpected blow jobs and fucks under the hot
spray of the shower, that was all right. I had that personal, private
hot spot and Nina fucking me in the flesh too. It was a secret pleasure
added to getting great gobs of my first sex.
	But Nina had been saving it. If I was cynical, I might think she
was hoping I'd beg, but then had to settle for gratitude. Since she
brought it up on her own and offered and everything, I'm inclined to be
generous in my opinion.
	She even let me watch her stick her fingers up her ass by 
kneeling over my face while she sucked my dick. Yes, I was licking her
pussy some, but I stopped to watch when those fingers went up her butt.
I really didn't need a blow-job watching that and I'm sure Nina felt
my cock vibrating as I watched her finger her ass from close up.
	"Now is that all?" Nina teased me, "Did you just want to watch?"
	"Are you nuts? I can hear him when he puts it in your butt," I
told her. "He seems to think it's pretty special. If it's better than
what we've been doing, I want some!"
	"And you know that's the only reason I do it, don't you?" Nina
said. "There's not much in it for me."
	Now that was a concept. It was the only instance of self-
sacrifice in Nina's life that I knew of. That was going to make it
double special for me.
	"I could fuck you while you do it," I heard myself saying.
	I was amazed at my own stupidity, but not shocked. I had done a
lot of stupid things in my time. And deep down I knew I was responding
to her not liking it. Not strictly because it was nice, but mostly
because I knew what a pain she was when you made her do things she
didn't like.
	"Really?" she seemed shocked at my stupidity, "Then let me get
my fingers in there before you start."
	She used the middle two instead of the first two this time. I
guess it made her hand lay flatter on her butt. She got them slid in
and wiggled around and it was my turn.
	"Okay, go ahead," she said.
	She sounded like we were in the middle of fucking already. I
wondered if she was making fun of me. It sounded like she liked the
fingers in her ass. It wouldn't be the first lie she ever told me.
	She liked something when I put my hard dick in her. I liked the
fingers in her ass even more. When they disappeared from view up her 
ass, I could feel them against my cock. It was so totally different.
	Her pussy was tighter with her fingers taking up room. And her
fingers stroked me as they went up the channel one hole over. This was
a great new feeling, but better than that, it was kinky as all hell.
	I was going to cum off and it made me a madman. A rogue thought
broke into my mind and took over.
	"Change hands!" I told Nina.
	I wasn't sure what that meant, but I knew what I was doing. I
pulled her hand away from her ass and aimed my cock at her gaping
asshole. I was going to fuck her up the ass. I wanted to all along 
and right then I wasn't afraid of her any more.
	It wasn't that big a deal until her asshole clamped down when I
was in an inch. God, it was tight. That was like everything you could 
name as a topping on ice cream. I was going to cum now real soon and I
was going to do it having a brand new and totally different experience.
	Maybe she gave up or maybe she couldn't stop me, but my cock 
went up her ass. It was a big deal now because I had my dick all the
way up Nina's ass. I was fucking the little bitch in the butt! Me! I
was fucking Nina's ass!
	I could feel her fingers on the other side again and this time
I almost wished I couldn't. I was about to cum and they were making me
hurry. Now that I had my dick in her ass I wanted to savor the moment.
	Then her asshole clamped down on the base of my cock. Her ass 
was bucking up and down and her asshole was grabbing my dick. Her
fingers were rubbing back and forth furiously under my cock and I let
loose. It was too much fun. I leaned into her ass and let the cum
shoot out of my dick. I didn't have to do anything. Her ass was doing
it all for me.
	"So, did you enjoy that, little brother?" Nina said in her normal
sneering tone after a minute or two.
	"You said you'd be nice, but of course you couldn't be," she
accused.
	"Why did your ass grab me and make me cum?" I asked.
	I was willing to grant that I was a rat and all of that. I wanted
to know more about what had just happened. I guess she thought I knew
more than I did.
	"So what!" she said, which was not an answer, "I had my fingers
in there. That's what made me cum."
	She wasn't going to tell me, so I had to put it together myself.
She came. I had to suppose that made her asshole clench. Maybe mine did
too, but I was busy and never noticed.
	Then I realized she came with my dick in her ass. She said there
wasn't anything in it for her, but I had made her cum. At least she had
been able to cum while I fucked her ass.
	And I didn't think she had been lying. It didn't seem that she
really liked it when her boyfriend fucked her ass. I had more to go on
than her word. I had watched.
	Then I might have just done something that she'd never had happen
before. I decided to play cool and test this theory.
	"So I guess I'll get to watch you finger yourself in both holes
when you get fucked in the ass now," I said.
	I don't think she understood what I knew, but she sensed I had
come to some conclusion. It's a hazard of growing up together.
	"Don't think I couldn't figure it out for myself," she snapped.
	The hazard went both ways. I knew she was admitting that she
hadn't figured it out for herself. I had taught her a valuable lesson.
I was owed something for that.
	"Can you figure out how to suck my dick so I can do it again?"
I asked her.
	"Be serious," she said. "You have to wash that before we do 
anything. And use soap and water or nothing is going to happen."
	I washed my dick right in the sink and it was the best moment of
my life to date. I was washing my sister's shit off my dick. I had to
because I had just fucked her in the ass. When I got done washing my
sister's shit off my dick, I was going to walk down the hall to her
room and do it some more.
	This little break in the middle was different than thinking 
about it when it was over. It was just as good remembering, but then I
got to go see her naked and fuck her some more.
	"So you want to do it some more?" she asked as I came back in
her room.
	She had used the break to do her own thinking. She had a glint in
her eye and some plan to make me feel like the little brother.
	At least she wasn't dressed and coldly refusing me. I had tried 
not to think she might and she hadn't. She was very naked with her legs
spread wide and her pussy gaping open for me.
	"Since you're going to be worthless for a while, I thought you
could do the sucking- pussy sucking," she told me.
	Well ha ha, it wasn't that big a deal. I knew she was feeling
pretty pleased with herself over the idea of me lapping her like her
dog, but I was more neutral to the idea. It was kind of boring and
Nina did everything she could to make it feel demeaning, but she had a
point. It was going to be a couple of minutes until I had another
hard-on and it wasn't like I hated it.
	Pussy was still pretty new and having my face right down by one
gave me the chance to really look at it. I was sure this knowledge
would be of use to me sometime. I was more convinced that knowing how 
to lick pussy was a valuable tool with girls.
	Nina could tell me I was lousy all she wanted. I took my cues 
from the way she moved her bottom when I licked here or sucked there.
Her mouth could lie, but I trusted her hips.
	Her hips were tipping up to smother me while she was yelling at
me.
	"Get it right in there. Get it in there deep," she ordered me,
trying to bang her hips into my face.
	My nose was already tender from one hard bump on her pubic bone
and I was dodging. If she'd stop being a danger to me, I was willing
to fuck her with my tongue. I tried to hold her still but she slapped
my hands away.
	I had to continue to risk a broken nose to stick my tongue in her
and explore. Besides making me popular with Nina, it was nice to get
to know that thing my dick like to fuck so much. I was understanding
its make-up and texture so much better. Your dick feels like its
sensitive, but it's nothing compared to a tongue.
	"Come on now! Fuck it!" Nina finally held still with her hips
arched four inches off the bed.
	I fucked it for her pleasure and mine. I was careful to keep
bumping my lip against the knot of her clit for her immediate pleasure
and the quicker commencing of my pleasure while I did it. I think Nina
was pretty well there already when she stopped moving, but I wanted to
see her flop like a fish.
	She didn't, but she did nearly get me in the nose again as her
hips went jerking all over. I just licked her clit to keep at tongue's
length from the danger. I'm not sure she knew the difference at that
point.
	"Now my little lapper, what else you got for me?" Nina asked and
it didn't sound nasty.
	Nina wasn't bothering to hide her own possible appreciation for
what we were doing. It was like she wanted my dick. It was like she
really needed it.
	Of course I knew she did, but she had been trying to pretend that
I was just a tiny snack to tide her over until she could be stuffed 
with real sausage. She was always trying to remind me what a favor she
was doing for me. As if anything mattered as long as she was opening 
her legs, or her mouth, and I was getting off inside her.
	Her legs were still wide open and quivering. I was going to pinch
her titties when I fucked her this time. She told her boyfriend she 
liked it and told him to pinch harder. I was going to pinch hard enough,
once I got my cock buried in her waving pussy.
	"I know something else you like," I told her as I gathered her
tits in my hands.
	"Just go slow, okay," she said. "Let's do it real slow this time."
	I caught her nipples between my thumbs and fingers and clamped
down.
	"Ow!" she squeaked. "Not right away. And start nicer. Work up
to it. Work up to everything. Work up to everything slow."
	In a way it was advanced training. You really don't have to think
much for the basics. Finding a girl to do it in is way harder than
making the moves. That time Nina taught me something about rhythm and
playing point/counter-point with your hips. It also made the logistics
much clearer. It was dim exactly what was going where when you were
moving at a blur.
	Pausing with my dick to its deepest taught me a lot about the
double-lipped mouth that was sucking my rod. It taught me where that 
pearl of hardness was hiding in its A-frame of hood. And I was playing
with tits in the education mode as well.
	My sister's tits were okay, and with my careful examination of
them I could imagine how Jerri Gilford's would feel, being round and
firm. Not that it wasn't nice to have real tits to squeeze and handle
while I was learning the slow fucking. And I didn't know if Jerri liked
her nipples pulled. I knew Nina liked it rough.
	 "Okay now," Nina said and moved her hips a bit faster, "That's 
it, but keep working up to it."
	I shook her breasts by the nipples a little bit. Her hips
encouraged me. We had moved into what I'd call a steady pace. There 
wasn't the feeling we were being lazy, waiting. We were going somewhere,
but we still weren't in a hurry.
	"That's it, squeeze 'em," she said.
	I squeezed. She liked to feel her tits protruding out different
gaps in my fingers as I kneaded her tits. She liked me to squeeze 
pretty hard at times. It made emphasises happen in her hips when my
hands closed down. I could control the urgency of her hips with my
new Funbags (pat. pend.) controllers.
	She was smart. It was fun to do this for a long time. There were
all sorts of great things to do while your dick was in a girl. A lot
of them had to do with your dick in the girl. Cumming was really
awesome, but the dick in the girl part was awful good.
	It's a bitch you can't do that when your dick's limp instead
of only when you're holding back cumming. It would be great to cum
and then fuck until you were ready to cum again. Nina tells me that's
what girls do. Like that's fair?
	It got down to where nipple pinching and tittie twisting was the
only things left to do. Nina was ready because you could feel her hips
trying to hold back. She was all nervous and jittery down there and I 
knew she was ready to cum. At least the slow stuff was over. She 
wanted something to build on.
	I pinched her nipples and she put her back in it. She arched up
off the bed and I helped her take up the slack. It was hot. She was
going nuts and I was ramming my cock in her because I was going nuts
too. Now she wanted her nipples twisted and jerked. And she wanted me
to fuck her as hard as I wanted.
	It was like having controllers as we started yelling stuff. I
knew what happened every time I tugged on her nipples and I yanked
when I wanted her hips to slam down on me. It was like she was some
fucking toy that fucked when you pulled its tits.
	She didn't care what I did when she came. I lost all control. I
didn't really feel the loss. I had just noticed her hips were shaking 
the same way no matter what I did to her tits when the shaking and
her internal spasms made me forget about her tits and just ram hard
into her to do my own cumming.
	"You keep that up and you'll have a job," she said with her eyes
still shining.
	"What?" I asked, "Part-time overhaul and lube man?"
	"Which would be how many thousand percent more that you were 
getting before?" she sniped.
	I was stupid to say anything at all. For one thing, it was the 
kind of thing she'd deny later. For another it was so unlike Nina that
I should have just savored it. She was obviously out of her head with
ecstasy. With ecstasy that- wait for it- I caused myself.
	"Cripes!" she said. "I heard the car. Go to your room."
	She threw the clothes I wasn't gathering at me and hustled me out.
I guess she was being careful sometimes. I was back in my room half
dressed when they came in the door. I was ready for them before they
came up the stairs.
	They weren't coming for me. They were going to check on Nina.
I dashed to my peep hole to watch. It was a virtuoso performance.
	Dad was out of the picture in seconds. Nina was wrapped in a 
towel and kept threatening to open it up and re-tie it. He cut out
immediately. Mom had a short conversation that Nina completely
controlled about Nina's shower and the funny smell in the room. (The
smell was the reason for the shower).

	Nina finally served her sentence, although Mom didn't think it
was long enough. She must have known that the first ten minutes of
freedom would be spent with her boyfriend's cock in Nina's snatch and
for ten minutes ever half hour thereafter.
	I'm not sure how many half hours that lasted. Nina wasn't 
fucking in her room yet and I wasn't there anyway. No, not Jerri 
Gilford. I had to work up a little to be in her class.
	I was at the pond with Kim Howard. Kim wasn't easy, but she was a
girl you could talk to. I had talked her into skinny dipping. I had the
idea that Kim wanted to, but she needed someone that didn't make her
feel sorry for them. And she didn't want someone who made her feel
creepy.
	I was the man for the job. I had trained with a demanding tutor.
I thought I looked just enough to please her pride. I had indelibly
recorded every forbidden inch of her on my brain in half a second
anyway. Then I treated her like we there to have fun and let her be
the one to define fun.
	I didn't even have a hard-on and that did something for her. I
don't know if she thought I should have one or if it pleased her I didn't,
but it did something. She wanted to make out and she didn't 
want to put her clothes on first.
	I certainly got a hard-on then and Kim relieved me with her hand.
I don't know from any hand job but my own, but she was trying to make it
special. She made me look into her eyes while she was pulling on it and
kissed me when I was cumming.
	I told her I could do the same thing with my tongue and she got
shy. She said next time, but her eyes were snapping. 
	Once I do that to her, I'll be balls-deep in Kim in no time. I
learned from the best. She'll be happy and word will get around. Then
we'll see what Jerri Gilford thinks. Then we'll see what I think.
	After all, my sister proved I could be quite the little fucker.
For all I know Kim might be better than Jerri. I'll make that decision
when I get the chance.
	Maybe I'll try both and compare. I don't see why not. I figure
I'm a prime catch. And I owe it all to two holes- one in my wall and
one in my sister.
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