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. ###