Author: Pavel Nabokov
Title: Willow Glenn
Part: 1 of 3
Summary: Set in 1968 - In this novel, you will meet some of the most wonderful pre and teen-age kids you have ever known. They are caring, friendly, kind, and love to fuck.
Keywords: MF, m+f+, m+g+, b+f+, b+g+, f+f+, f+g+, Mb, inc, orgy, rom, 1st, ped, ws
!! WARNING !!!
This story is fiction and full of real fanciful imagination. In truth, it is a fantasy where anything is possible. This fantasy could be considered a Very Dirty Book. In fact, because of its content, it probably is. The one thing that may keep it from being considered as porn is that; “There is redeeming social importance,” in the pages of this story, because there is a love story here... young and confused love. Does he just go for the available sex that is offered, or does he chose love?
This story breaks damn near every social norm that is possible to break. That is part of the fantasy, you see. This story contains; consensual sexual conduct between pre-teens and teen-agers, brother-sister incest, interracial sex, abuse, pederasty, voyeurism, homosexuality, and I apologize for anything socially unacceptable that I left out. That is the light stuff.
The hard stuff to deal with in this book is that everyone in the story (for the most part) doesn’t have any guilt at all about the goings on. Even more tragic to the more conservative souls, is the fact that only one person (the abuser) meets an untimely end. As a matter of fact, the behaviors characterized by the story, continue into adulthood: For joy.
There are no references to going to church either. That saved a bunch of paper that would necessarily have to have been used to deal with hypocrisy. I didn’t want to spoil the goodness of the story by having to mention organized religion. Faith, on the other hand is awesome and should be embraced fully.
So, there you have it. If you decide to read this story, you will meet some of the most wonderful preteen and teen-agers you have ever known. They care about people, they are friendly and go out of their way to help their friends, and they are kind. What sets them apart is that they love to fuck. They do a lot of that in this story. Enjoy.
Whole Story: Pages = 174, Paragraphs = 2,855, Words = 109,784
Part 1: Pages = 77. Paragraphs = 878, Words = 31,092
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© Copyright 1994 by, Pavel Nabokov
Unless this story is posted to free non-commercial sites, or the free area of commercial sites in its entirety (i.e. no teasers allowed): No portion of this text may be reproduced or distributed by any means whatever without the express written permission of the author.
This story is consensual in nature and contains explicit detailed sexual content. If this type of reading material offends you – you do not want to read this story. Story codes generalize the content to provide the reader a sense of its content.
Mail the author: pavel_nabokov@yahoo.com
First published on September 25, 1994.
Reformatted for ease of reading on August 20, 2010
Authors Note: Much of this story is taken from Greg’s diary from 1968, so the story and voice of the story really belongs to Greg – a 14 old boy. Some parts of the story that weren’t detailed in the diary were told to me by many of the characters in the story, and some parts were filled in by Greg, Meggin, Tony and Julie and others many years later. Meggin also wanted to tell her version of the story the night Greg and her got together starting at the swimming pool – so there will be two different versions written there – in Part 2, Chapter 11.
Table of Contents – Part 1
Chapter 3 - The Last Day of School
Chapter 4 - The Night Before Graduation
Chapter 7 - The Graduation Gift
Chapter 8 - The Birthday Party
Willow Glenn
By
Pavel Nabokov
Chapter 1 - Willow Glenn
It was just four days before summer vacation. In four days, I would graduate from eighth grade. My sisters Julie and Tisha would be starting next semester in eighth and tenth grades respectively.
We lived in the suburbs of Chicago in a community called Willow Glenn. It was an upper middle class area of nice homes and groomed lawns. We had moved to Willow Glenn just a year ago after Dad had received a big promotion and was now a vice-president. The corner lot on Mulberry and Elm was huge, more than three acres in size. The eight room English Tutor, dark brown brick house faced toward the corner but was set back at least two hundred feet in all directions.
The back yard was really great. It had a swimming pool and six of the most beautiful Willow trees that you have ever seen. They were set in a manicured lawn behind the pool. There were five Willow Trees set around the yard in the pattern of an oval. An older and much taller Willow sat in the middle of the oval. It had a huge trunk that split into four large limbs that were just the right size to support a pretty large tree house. The floor of the tree house was at least sixteen feet up the Willow. It was a nice hiding place for us kids too. From the house or pool you couldn’t see the tree house. The outer branches from the Willow tree hung within four feet of the ground, but the gardener had trimmed all of the inside branches. You could walk under the Willow tree and it was all open inside with a clear view of the tree house. It was like standing under a big umbrella.
The year was 1968 and in San Francisco this summer would go into the books as The Summer of Love. In Chicago, the Democratic National Convention would make headlines around the world. In Willow Glenn everyone was mostly oblivious to all but the most prurient summer rituals. Us kids, as I would soon find out, were too.
I was walking down Maple Street, coming home from school when Mrs. Johnston pulled up along side the curb and asked if I wanted a ride home.
“Sure,” I said.
The Johnston’s had just recently moved in next door to our house. I opened the back door of the car and hopped in next to Tina.
“Hi Greg,” Tina said rather quietly.
Tina went to the Catholic School and she had on her uniform white blouse and pleated green and red skirt.
“Where have you been, I haven’t seen you around lately Tina,” was my reply.
Tina straightening up in the seat said, “My Dad had to go to Europe for a week and so Mom, Rick, Teri and I went too.” Rick was her fifteen-year-old brother and Teri was her twin sister.
“Where’s Teri,” I asked. Tina said,
“Oh, she had band practice tonight.”
Tina was on the trim side for a thirteen-year-old. She was pretty tall though, although most of it was leg. Tina was a platinum blond with hair down to her waist and she had the lightest blue eyes I had ever seen. The sun was shining through Tina’s side of the car and I could see the silhouette of her tiny breasts through the starched white fabric. I started getting hard so I turned my attention to the houses that lined the street.
“Well here we are Greg,” said Mrs. Johnston pulling up into our driveway.
“Thanks for the ride,” I said as I got out of the car.
“Greg, don’t forget your books,” said Tina, as she reached for them on the floor of the car. As she got the books, her skirt hiked up on her right thigh and I swear I saw her bare little pussy for just a second. No panties, I thought to myself? Na, must be dreaming.
“Thanks Tina,” I said moving away from the car.
The car stopped suddenly as it backed out of the driveway with Tina calling to me. I ran up to the car and Tina said, “How would you like to come to my birthday party this coming Sunday.”
“Sure,” I said, “if its okay with my folks, what time?”
“Oh about 2:00, and by the way, bring swimming trunks.”
As I started to pull away from the car, I noticed that Tina’s skirt was nearly up to her waist. Sure enough, it was all there for me to see. A pretty pink little pussy was staring at me. She knew it too, but did nothing to adjust her skirt.
“I’m looking forward to the party,” I said trying to compose myself and hide the real meaning of my words. “Bye,” we both said at the same time.
As I walked into the kitchen to raid the ice box, Millie the housekeeper was busy preparing dinner. Boy, could Millie cook. Millie was the sweetest person in the world and you could trust her. She could have snitched on all of us kids a hundred times to our parents, but never did. Dad had hired Millie two years before we moved here. After moving here, Dad hired Millie’s husband Harold, part time, to do all of the gardening and handyman stuff Dad never had time for.
Millie was the most beautiful black lady I had ever seen. I loved it when she gave me a hug, and she never disappointed me when I came home. Her coloring was bronze/gold. She stood about five foot seven and weighed no more than one hundred twenty pounds. Most of that had to be breast though. She was big. Not sloppy big, but firm big and pear shaped. I’d seen her once with her top off after she had taken a shower in the guest bedroom. She had a great ass too. It was tiny but solid. I’d never seen that though, I just guessed that after 'accidentally' bumping in to her around fifty times. Millie was beautiful in every way. Although I’d never met her, Millie had a daughter named Meggin who was about fourteen. When school was out, Meggin would be staying with Millie in the guest room while Harold was remodeling their small house in Chicago after work and on weekends. Harold thought it would take about two months to complete.
Harold was nice too. He was big and very black. When he worked in the yard with his shirt off, you could see his well-muscled torso and narrow waist. He had a beautiful smile with thousands of pearly white teeth. Harold was perfectionist. Everything he did, he did as best as could be done. Later I would find out that he was a perfectionist at everything.
It was hot earlier this year than I remembered in past Junes. I went upstairs to my room. My bedroom was next to Tisha’s, and we shared a common bathroom. As I walked in to my bedroom, I could hear the shower running.
“Tisha, hurry up. I want a shower before you use up all of the hot water,” I screamed through the partially open bathroom door in my bedroom.
“Save water, shower with a friend,” was her reply. Hell, I didn’t need more of an invitation that that. I stripped my cloths off and headed into the bathroom.
“You’re not kidding, are you Tish,” I asked.
“No, come on in. I’m nearly through anyway,” she said.
Tisha, my 15-year-old sister and I had been pals ever since she and I were little kids. We really liked each other. Julie on the other hand was a pompous bitch, she was thirteen years old and real mental. “Ms. A’s” we all called her. She had never gotten a report card with less than an “A.” All she ever did was read and study, read and study some more.
I opened the sliding glass doors and stepped in to a real hot shower. There was enough steam coming from the two shower heads that I hardly saw Tisha. All of a sudden, I felt Tisha’s hands on my chest. They were soapy and she was giggling.
“Hold still and I’ll clean your huge manly chest,” she said with a laugh.
“Damn you Tisha, stop that,” I replied. She stopped soaping my chest.
“No Tish, keep rubbing my manly chest, just stop making fun,” I said with a bit of hurt in my voice.
“Sorry Greg,” was her reply.
“Thanks,” I said.
She grabbed my shoulders and turned me around with my back to her.
“Hold still and I wash your back,” said Tisha as she lathered a wash cloth. As I stood there enjoying my big sister washing and caressing my back, I started to get an erection. Oh well, there was enough steam that she probably wouldn’t see it. It had been about a year since we had showered together. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, it was nice.
“Want me to wash your hair Greg,” Tisha said matter-of-factly.
As I said “sure,” she turned me around and started squirting Prell on my hair.
“Why little brother, you are getting big,” Tisha said with surprise and without mocking.
I looked at her staring at my slightly engorged cock and felt embarrassed. I just closed my eyes while she rubbed the shampoo into my hair.
After awhile, Tisha said, “OK Switch positions so you can rinse.” As we moved past each other in the shower, my chest brushed against her tits and my cock touched her pubic hair. This didn’t help me at all. My eyes were full of soap and my cock was getting harder by the minute. After reversing positions she had me facing away from the shower head.
“Tisha, I’m going to turn around and rinse, I can’t do it this way,” I said.
“Hold still and put your head back,” Tisha said.
I complied and Tisha was very close to me with her hands reaching over my head to clear the soap. She got closer to me, and with her hands moving back and forth, her tits started bobbing against my chest.
“Tish, I can’t take this any more, I guess we are both to grown up to take showers anymore.”
“Stay still,” was all I heard. As she continued to rub my hair, I noticed that my cock was between her legs rubbing against her pubic hair.
“Please,” was all I could muster. I reached up and brought my head forward, clearing the water from my eyes with my hands. Tisha had let her arms just drop to my shoulders. When my eyes cleared, I looked down right into her mahogany eyes.
“Damn brother, you are getting to be very handsome,” she said as her breasts were snug to my chest.
“Oh hell,” I said, “what’s the use,” and I put my arms around my sister and brought her closer to me.
I was a good four inches taller than Tisha and I stood there with a raging hard-on my arms caressing her back and butt.
“God, what a beautiful ass,” I said.
Tisha just started to giggle as we separated.
“Just stand there and don’t move,” said Tisha.
She grabbed the hair conditioner and squirted some of it into her hand.
“I don’t want to go through this again,” I said.
“Shhhh,” was all she said as her hands moved toward my cock.
“Ohhhhhh,” I moaned as she put her hands around my cock and began to rub my cock back and forth.
“I see that we have a new forest growing down there Greg,” said Tisha without any teasing in her voice.
She moved her hands slowly down the shaft with her hands flaring out at the base to caress by balls and the skin around the base of my cock.
“Ummmm,” said Tisha, “you have a beautiful cock.”
“And you are driving me crazy,” was my anguished reply. I reached my hand up and started to touch her breast. Her nipples were already hard, and her breasts were very firm. She too had grown up a lot in the last year. My other hand started at her tummy and went straight to her mound. As my fingers probed her slit, I felt her slick moisture.
“Mmmmm, that feel real nice Greg.” said Tisha.
“Sis,” I said as she continued to stroke my cock, “If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum.”
“Go ahead. Enjoy yourself,” Tisha said with a twinkle in her eye.
“Greg, turn around and grab hold of the towel bar on the wall. I don’t want you to slip when you do cum,” she said.
I turned around, grabbed a hold of the bar, and Tisha continued her stroking.
“Oh Sis, here it comes,” I said as she stroked my cock harder and faster. She clamped one hand around the base of my cock and with the other she continued to stroke. I was coming, and coming and coming but I could tell there was no ejaculate coming from my cock. It started to hurt and feel wonderful at the same time.
“Don’t squeeze it so tight Tisha, it hurts,” I said. For three more thrusts she held pressure on the base of my cock with her right hand. Then she released the pressure on my cock while continuing to stroke with her right. Like a cannon on the battlefield, my cum ricochet off the wall of the bathtub, most of it flying back and landing on my feet or the bottom of the tub. My legs were weak and I was cuming like I never had before. The orgasm was so intense, I thought I would pass out. As her stroking subsided, Tisha knelled down on the floor of the bathtub and put her lips over the head of my cock and sucked.
“I’m going to die if you keep this up sis.” I said.
Then she stopped and after awhile my raging erection started to go limp.
“You taste real good Greg,” Tisha said as she stood up. She kissed me on the cheek, in a sisterly sort of way, and smiled a big warm smile. “Mmmmm,” she said, “some girl is going to be lucky when she finds you.”
All of a sudden the warm water in the shower went cold. “Oh shit,” said Tisha, as she opened one of the shower doors and stepped out. The cold water gave her goose bumps everywhere. As she turned toward me I looked at her breasts. The cold water had made them swell and they looked as hard as marble.
“Yea sis, it’s cold in here. Just as well I think… I really need this.” I walked into the cool water coming from the shower head. I placing my hands on the back shower wall and leaned forward, letting the cool water run down my back and over my sides to flow down to cool my aching cock. After five minutes, I finally left the shower to dry off. Tisha was nowhere to be seen. I went into my room, turned down the sheets and crawled in. It was time for a nap, and I was asleep before I hit the sheets.
Chapter 2 - Julie's Book
“Greg. Dinner time,” called Mom from down stairs.
“Okay,” I said, “Be right down.” I crawled out of bed and looked at the clock. I’d been asleep for two hours. As I walked to the dresser to get some shorts, I caught a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror. Interesting, I thought to myself. I was 5’ 10”, 135 pounds and well proportioned. A Mr. Atlas I wasn’t, but not bad really. Feeling silly I stopped to take a closer look. I had a full head of thick wavy sandy hair, a trim waste, athletic legs and I was getting just a bit of hair on my chest. Looking at my wonderfully limp cock, I noticed that it was thicker than I remembered, and longer. A small halo of light pubic hair was visible above the shaft. My balls were still almost hair free, as was my ass. I turned to look sideways. For a guy, you have a nice ass, round and firm. Humm, I thought. I should do this more often... gives a guy confidence in himself.
Just as I turned to go toward my chest-of-drawers and get some shorts, I heard, “Ohhhh, big brother looking at himself in a mirror. Isn’t he just so handsome,” Julie said with a smirk and sarcasm.
Little bitch, I thought to myself as I moved to slam the door in her face. I didn’t say anything to her. Why should I, I really didn’t like her that much, and we seemed to have nothing in common. I got dressed and went down stairs.
“Where’s Tisha,” I said to the room.
Millie replied, “Tisha went out with Gina. Had to go shopping for your graduation gift.” I was glad Tisha wasn’t there. I couldn’t handle the knowing looks that Tisha always managed to toss my way after we had done something like we did this afternoon.
“What’s for dinner Millie,” I said sitting down at the table across from ‘Ms. A’s.’
“Baked Virginia Ham, yams, corn bread, white sweet corn picked today, and fresh Blueberry pie a la mode,” she said with a smile in her voice. “One of your favorites Greg."
Mom was smiling and said, “Millie is cooking all of your favorites this week Greg. And on your graduation day, she has a big spread planned, just for you.”
“Millie you’re wonderful, and my stomach thanks you.” I replied. “I really appreciate it and I want you to know that. You are a very special lady.”
“Uh huh,” said Millie, “flattery given, just like your daddy. Must be in the genes.”
Julie started up just then. “Mom, why doesn’t anyone ever think of me. I have my favorites too you know.”
Taking some of the pressure off of the situation, Millie replied, “And next year honey, it will be the same for you. I will fix anything you like for a whole week.”
“Isn’t that nice of Milly dear,” said Mom. Julie said nothing, she just stared at me and made a very childish face.
After dinner I went to my room to study for my last final before graduation. It was on the Constitution, and the subject was not that thrilling. Most of the lights in my room were off and I was reading by a small light on my night stand. Soon I almost fell asleep.
In Tisha’s room I heard some rummaging around. Since it just didn’t sound right and Tisha wasn’t home, I went to take a look and see what was up. I went through the adjoining door in the bathroom and as I looked through Tisha’s bathroom door into her room, I saw Julie going through Tisha’s night stand drawer. I almost barged into the room to scold her for invading Tisha’s privacy when Julie pulled what looked like a flashlight from Tisha’s night stand drawer. As she held it up I could tell it wasn’t a flashlight. She turned the base of it and all of a sudden I heard this humming sound. Damn, I thought. Tisha has a vibrator. Julie quickly turned it off and dug in the drawer some more. Damn if she didn’t come up with another one. It was smaller that the first one, and it was bright shiny chrome. Julie replaced the big one and took the smaller one with her, leaving the room.
This was better than the Constitution book I was reading, so I snuck across the hall to Julie’s room. Her door was locked which was not that unusual. In the hall there was a door to Julie’s bathroom. I gently turned the doorknob, and it opened. YES, I said to myself as I made my way into Julie’s bathroom. The bathroom was dark but I could make out the light coming through the door into Julie’s bedroom. It was open just a little.
As I looked into the library; which is what Tisha and I called Julie’s bedroom, I saw that the small vibrator was lying on an unmade bed. Next to the vibrator was an open, oversized book. I couldn’t find Julie. I risked opening the door just a bit more. Thank god, Harold kept everything in the house from squeaking. There she was. Julie was standing in front of her mirror. She had a thin night gown on and she was moving her hands up and down her body. She was moaning or talking very quietly to herself. Julie had recently turned thirteen years old. Okay, I had to admit it, Julie was a looker even at her age. It all was ruined when she opened her mouth. That’s all that I had ever really looked at. Her mouth, that is.
Julie’s mirror was in front of her four poster double bed. There was a table lamp that was turned on - on the left side of the bed facing Julie and me. The lamp light was shining a silhouette of her body through the thin pink fabric and it was enticing. Julie’s hands were now rubbing the fabric covering her crotch. She was arching her head and her torso was moving back and forth like a reed in the wind. Slowly she stopped and grabbed the material of the nightgown and pulled it up over her head. Holding onto the nightgown for a moment more, she just looked at herself in the mirror. She threw her head to one side, which moved her light long auburn hair. Long hair, I thought to myself? Hell, I had always seen Julie’s hair pinned up in a frumpy bun. But long it was and as it fell, it came to rest half way down her long back.
She tossed the nightgown aside and stood erect looking directly into the mirror. I had a side view of her and was surprised to see a very perky budding breast with a hard nipple. It was an immature breast, but it didn’t stop my cock from hardening. As I looked down her firm belly, I saw her mound jutting out from her body. She had the highest pubic arch I had ever seen. OK, so I had only seen about three pubic mounds in my time, but it projected quite a ways from her tummy. The light was very dim from my angle but I couldn’t see any pubic hair at all. Just then Julie turned her body toward me, her head still looking in the mirror. Her hands went up to her neck and slowly moved down to her breasts. She touched the nipples then moved her fingers to her mouth to collect some moisture. Returning her fingers to her breasts, she moved her fingers in circles around the nipples. She started to moan a little again, and this time I heard her plainly. While one hand played with her nipple, the other moved down to her slit. I still couldn’t see any pubic hair as she moved her finger to her clit. Damn, she moved to face the mirror again. It was funny, as her finger probed her clit I could see a lot of skin moving. She must have some pretty large labia, I thought.
After awhile, she stopped caressing herself and went to curl up on the bed by the vibrator and the book. On the way she stopped by the lamp and turned it off. The room was nearly dark except for the little bit of light coming in through the windows from the street lights. There was just enough light to see her moving around the bed. I was just about ready to leave the bathroom when Julie got up from the bed and went to the closet, turning on the closet light. This is real good, I thought. Now the light was on my side of the room and it lit up the bed nicely. She got something from her closet and returned to the bed.
She set a jar of something next to the vibrator and picked up the book. It was named The Guide to Sexual Pleasure. Now where in hell did she get that, I thought. After selecting what I presume to be a picture, she propped the book up against a pillow and picked up the vibrator. With the other hand she opened the jar and scooped out a bunch of lubricant and coated the head of the vibrator with it. She closed the jar and moved it away from her. Julie then laid back on the bed crosswise, with her legs dangling down the side. She spread her legs apart and started rubbing the vibrator on her clit. Damn stupid girl, I thought. She hadn’t turned the vibrator on as yet. I had a great view of her pubes and Julie couldn’t have been five feet away from me. The light from the closet was pointing straight at her snatch and what a pretty sight it was. No, Julie didn’t have any pubic hair as yet, but she had a remarkably beautiful pussy. Her labia were the same color as the rest of her skin, but the lips of her pussy were very full. Every time the vibrator would move its way down her crack, the full lips of her pussy would ripple. She was moaning again.
Julie moved the vibrator to her vagina and started probing. I saw her legs jerk when she hit a sensitive spot. My cock was rock hard now and the light material of the shorts was in the way. So I just dropped my shorts to free my cock. She reached down to the vibrator and turned it on. As soon as the tiny motor engaged Julie gave a little yelp. Recovering, she started moving the vibrator around her hole. Ever so slowly the vibrator disappeared into her snatch. She turned the book to get more light from the closet on it so she could look at the picture she had selected. Sheesh… it was a picture of two women getting it on. The dark haired women had a chrome vibrator poking in and out of the blond, while the blond was licking the brunette’s pussy. Julie started moving the vibrator in and out. With the other hand she was pinching her left nipple. Pinching it hard and her moans were starting to get louder.
I was busy pumping my cock. I had sat down on the floor, spread my legs and was really going for it.
Julie had removed the vibrator from her vagina and was now moving it in little circles around her clit. She stopped pinching her nipple and with her hand she opened her labia to let the vibrator do its thing. I couldn’t believe the size of her clit. It had swollen up like a little penis.
This is nuts, I told myself. Here you are in your sister’s bathroom pounding your meat while fantasizing sexually on a sister you don’t particularly like. Admit it, you didn’t like her. Okay, I thought to myself; I don’t like her attitude, but golly I love her body. My raging hormones had gotten the better of me.
I stood up and completely removed my shorts. With great pleasure, I looked at Julie once more. She was damn near ready to cum. So I thought what the hell, I owed her as many embarrassing moments she had given to me. My hand reached for the door and as it opened, Julie stopped cold. As she saw me standing there naked in the dim light, and she looked like she was ready to scream.
“Don’t say a word,” I said, “If you do you won’t have a chance to clean up and put your toys and book away before Mom gets here. She is in the sewing room and I can make it into my room before you stop screaming. Stop glaring at me. This time it won’t do you a bit of good.”
She gave me the most astonished look I had ever seen. Ms. A’s was caught... real good.
“Continue,” I said. “I want to watch. And please don’t say one word, it would ruin everything.”
Julie’s orgasm had been interrupted. It was obvious, the size of her clit which was much smaller now. Julie reached down and turned off the vibrator, reached for some Kleenex and wiped the lubricant off the head of the vibrator. Then she took another wad and wiped her pussy.
Quietly I said, “What the hell are you doing?”
Without saying a word she turned the page of the book and it revealed a man licking the blond’s pussy. Julie smiled - something I had hardly ever seen her do around this house, slid herself further up on the bed, curled her legs up, spread them, and with her hands opened her pussy lips. Having done that, Julie opened her mouth just a little, stuck out her tongue and curled it in a lapping motion three times. She smiled again.
“You mean you want me to....,”I said. Without saying a work, Julie smiled some more and nodded her head.
I crawled up on the bed and began to touch her pussy, running my fingers down her slit over her clit. Her clit started to react. It was swelling again. I slid my hands over her tummy and up to her breasts. Although she was lying down, a noticeable bump greeted my hands on the way to her nipples. She was starting to groan again. A deep resonant groan that was very sensual took me by surprise. I took a finger and probed her tight vaginal opening. This time Julie didn’t wince as my finger slid in. While I was probing her vagina, I massaged her clit with my thumb. Her nipples hardened and I could feel that they were long nipples too. That was a turn on and my cock was rock hard for the umpteenth time today.
Julie tapped me on the head. Looking up she was doing that thing with her tongue again. I had never gone down on a girl before, but I was close enough to her pussy to know that it didn’t smell bad. In fact it smelled rather good. I spread her labia with my fingers and let my tongue run over her clit. The moaning deepened. Soon, I was immersed in pussy lips. I started sucking them. They were meaty and her pussy was glorious. Her pubic mound was set high off of her body. I licked up and over and down to her navel, then back again. Julie giggled a couple of times. Julie was starting to move around a lot on the bed. Soon she pulled her pussy away from my mouth and motioned for me to lie down. After I was flat on my back, Julie threw her leg over me which put her pussy directly over my head. With her hands she reached down and grabbed my cock. I grabbed Julie’s hips and pulled her pussy down to my lips. She reciprocated and put her lips on my cock. She just played with me cock like it was a sucker, licking it up and down. It felt alright, but nothing like Tisha did in the shower this afternoon. I concentrated on her pussy. I was really enjoying this. Julie’s clit was so big it was protruding from her labia. I latched on to it and started sucking like mad. It was really hard to breath. Funny, Julie was wiggling over me like crazy, moaning softly all the time when I noticed the tip of my nose felt funny. My god, it was half buried in her ass hole, and damn it all if Julie was just loving it all.
I pushed Julie over on her side and continued to play with her pussy, but this time with my fingers. I gently circled her ass hole with one finger, and her clit with another using my thumb to massage her huge clit. Slowly I inched my middle finger into her vagina while the index finger was disappearing into her rectum. I was finger fucking my little sister. I watched both fingers disappear from sight for about three minutes going in and out. She was writhing in ecstasy. Soon Julie motioned me to stop. She decided to lie back on the bed. She spread her legs and motioned for me to mount her.
“No Julie, I can’t do that, I said quietly.”
She moved her head up and down implying that I could. As I started to argue, Julie grabbed my cock and pulled me toward her. It was too much. Julie’s hair was strewn around her head like a halo and damn if she wasn’t a beauty. She guided my cock to her slit and wetted the head with moisture. I took her hand away and started to guide my cock into her hairless swollen lipped pussy. I just had the head of my cock in her vagina when she recoiled away from me. She was shaking her head NO. She took her hand and pointed to her ass hole and then smiled.
My good heavens, I thought. Sure just sodomize the little beauty. “My cock is a lot bigger than my finger silly,” I said.
With that she got the jar of moisturizer and stuck my cock right into it. She put the jar away and spread her legs again. I guided my cock to her little butt hole. I was frightened a little but over time I managed to get the head into her. She made a grimace. I started to remove my cock, but she grabbed my hips and slowly pulled me toward her. Finally, my cock was in her ass up to the hilt. I just let it set there. It was one very tight operation.
“Damn Julie, this feels real good. I’m just going to stay put for awhile until your ass hole gets used to it. Is that okay”, I said.
“Greg, your cock does feel real good inside me. It hurts, but not as bad as it did at first,” replied Julie in a soft voice I had never heard.
“Where did you learn all of this stuff Julie,” I inquired.
Her answer was a one word answer. “Books.”
I laughed a little and so did Julie.
“Bet you’ve never done this with Tisha,” Julie said seriously.
I was really surprised that she had said that.
“Tisha and I. Done what,” I said with a little quaver in my voice.
“I know about this afternoon in the shower and many of the other times. Why do you think I don’t treat you so nicely? You two always had fun without me.” After seeing the startled look on my face she said, “We can talk about this later… can you teach me how to kiss a boy.”
Here I was with my cock buried in my thirteen-year-old sister's ass hole and she is asking me to teach her how to kiss. Don’t girls beat all I thought. Before I bent down to kiss her, I moved my cock slowly in and out of her butt. As I did, her sphincter muscle tightened over my cock bringing me a lot of pleasure. I moved it in and out slowly for awhile. She was starting to moan again. For some reason, her guttural sounds really turned me on.
Gently, I lay down on top of Julie and looked at her face. She had these large deep hazel eyes that were beautiful. Her lips were slightly open and they were very ruby red. I knew she wasn’t wearing and make-up, so I assumed it was from the sex. I pressed my lips to hers and darted my tongue inside hers. With her lips she grabbed my tongue and started to suck. This girl doesn’t need teaching I thought but boy am I learning from her. Without knowing, I had started to move my cock again. Oh it felt so good. Her sphincter had relaxed and we were fully engaged in sex and passion. After kissing her deeply once more, I got up on my knees and straightened my back. I wanted to look at her and see my cock going in and out of her butt. I looked at her small breasts and moved my hands to touch her nipples. Her nipples were long. I took each one between my thumb and index finger and rolled her nipples back and forth. Her animal sounds were getting louder and my cock was ready to explode. Julie was thrusting her hips up and down. I looked at her pussy and watched my cock going in and out of her ass hole. Her clit was again protruding through her generous labia. I took one hand away from her breast and started doing to her clit what me other hand was doing to her nipple.
“Pinch them both hard,” cried Julie softly.
I did, and when I did Julie went nuts throwing herself all around the bed. My cock couldn’t take it any more. I let go of her tit and clit and put my hands on the bed for stability. I pumped about four more times with my orgasm swelling inside of me. Just as I was about to come, Julie had her hands on my butt pulling me deep inside her. All of a sudden I felt the most incredible feeling. Julie had slid her finger inside my ass hole and was moving it in sync with our rhythm. I held out for a few more thrusts and then we both came. We made some real noise too. Her moaning and my growling was enough to wake up the dead. We were sweaty and out of breath and still pumping like mad. I just came and came and came. Julie’s little clit could be seen pulsating with her orgasm.
Finally we stopped. We rolled over on our sides still coupled. We gave each other a big wet lingering kiss and a hug. It was nice hugging my little sister again. She was a.... Oh hell I don’t know. I’d have to figure this out in the morning. As we lay there my erection softened and her butt hole started forcing my cock out. “The sheets are going to be a mess tonight,” I said quietly. The ooze was flowing out of her butt in globs. “That’s okay big brother. That was the best orgasm I have ever had,” she said sweetly.
We were both lying there quietly when we heard a soft voice say, “Nice show children, you do know how to make up although I doubt that I would have ever imagined this. Now after you get cleaned up, you both get to bed. It is past your bedtime and tomorrow’s a school day.”
There in the door to Julie’s bathroom stood Millie sort of smiling. She stood there for a moment looking at us while shaking her head, and then quietly closed the door. As she exited the hall we could hear the click of the hallway door closing indicating that she had locked it from the inside before shutting it. We heard Millie humming as she went down the hall to the stairs.
Chapter 3 - The Last Day of School
I was up early. It just didn’t make any sense to me to see Julie, Tisha and Millie, all at the same time. Was I feeling guilty? Sure, but just a little. Frightened, you bet. Just what the hell would Millie say to our folks? Too damn much to think about this early in the morning so I ate quickly and hurried off to school.
On the way to school, I met Rick Johnston. He went to the public high school with Tisha.
“I heard that you are coming over for Tina’s birthday party,” he said.
“Yea,” I said, “it should be nice. Besides I have never been over to your house.”
“My Mom said that if I ran into you to please ask Tisha and Julie to come to the party too,” said Rick.
“Sure, when I get home tonight, I’ll tell them.”
We chatted as we walked along. Rick was a nice guy. I enjoyed the walk.
“What do you think Tina would like for her birthday,” I asked. “Hell,” Rick said, “whatever 13 year old girls like, I suppose. I don’t really know Greg. But I know that she likes those soft furry sweaters. Angora, is what I think she calls them.”
“What is her favorite color Rick,” I asked. “Yellow. Anything pale yellow,” he replied. “She says that yellow goes nicely with her hair color.”
“Thanks Rick, see ya on Saturday.” I said as I turned the corner to my school while Rick continued on down the same street.
When I got to school some of the older kids were having a field day with Aaron.
“Fagot.... You cock sucking, butt plugging fagot, we ought to pound that fagot shit right out of you,” said Billy Hastings. Billy was such an ass hole.
“Leave him alone Billy,” I said. “He’s never done a thing to deserve that kind of treatment.” Billy’s attention turned toward me.
“Oh yea… what are you Greg, Aaron's true love?”
“Just leave him alone… get to class on-time for a change, or better yet go hold up a liquor store,” I said.
As all of the attention was focused on me, Aaron decided to leave the scene. Just then the bell rang.
“Oops, got to go or I’ll be late. Have a nice day Billy, “I said as I walked up the steps to the school. There was some mumbling but they couldn’t find Aaron, so I guess that they just went to their metal shop class to make some more brass knuckles... god how I hated greasers.
The day passed swiftly and I got a good grade on the Constitution test. It wasn’t really that hard. It was hard to concentrate in Constitution class. Miss Cavanaugh, the teacher, was a real beauty. She was not too tall but she had curly deep red hair and freckles. I wondered if they were all over her body. She always wore those tight mini skirts. Damn, I wish that her desk didn’t have one of those modesty panels. Oh well I thought, she’s too old for me. Hell, she must be twenty-four years old.
On the way home, Aaron caught up with me. “Hi Greg,” Aaron said.
“Hi,” was my only comment. Aaron was a year older than me but was put back a grade. He was small for his age too.
“Thanks for sticking up for me this morning,” said Aaron.
“No problem Aaron, I don’t like Billy’s gang any more than you do. They are idiots.”
Aaron laughed.
“Aaron,” I said, “how come he called you a fagot anyway.”
Aaron’s face went a little red and he hung his head down when I asked the question.
“I got caught with a boy about a year ago; we were just experimenting with each other. It was no big deal, but Billy’s house was next door to the other boy’s house and I guess that he found out.”
“Oh,” was all I said.
“See you later Greg,” said Aaron as he turned down his block.
As I walked away from him I had the feeling that he hadn’t told me the truth.
When I got home, everyone was out except for Julie.
“Hi Greg,” Julie said as I walked in the door.
“Ahem,” I choked, “Hi Julie, how were things today.”
“Not as good as last night... big brother,” she said with that smirk. I really hated that tone in her voice.
“Come on Julie, quit it,” I replied. “Ok Greg,” she said, “I’m sorry.”
“Have you seen Millie today Julie,” I inquired.
“Oh heavens no,” she said, “I even managed to avoid her this morning.”
From behind us Millie said, “Well you can’t go on avoiding me forever children, so here I am.”
We froze in our tracks. “Want some of that left over pie from last night: Greg, Julie?”
“Sure,” I said, “How about you Julie.”
“Okay,” said Julie and we both sat down at the table and waited while Millie hummed and prepared the pie for us.
After she set the pie down she said. “Sorry kids, we ran out of ice cream, so I guess that this will just have to do.” With that she left the kitchen.
“Just like nothing happened last night, huh Greg,” said Julie.
“Wow, I really didn’t know what to expect Julie.”
“Oh Greg, you know she won’t snitch on you. You are her favorite.”
“Don’t be silly Julie, she hasn’t snitched on any of us… yet,” I said.
We both sat there in the kitchen eating the pie when I finally brought up last nights adventures.
“Julie, why didn’t you want me to fuck you in your pussy. It would have been easier than doing it to your ass hole.”
“Greg,” she said, “With the exception of my vibrator, I’m a virgin. I plan on keeping it that way until I meet Mr. Right.”
“Ms. A's, Mr. Right, and Tisha’s vibrator,” I said, “what a combination.”
“It’s my vibrator, Tisha must have borrowed it from my room, and now it’s your turn to apologize big brother,” said Julie.
“Right you are sis. I’m sorry. I guess that this is going to take some getting used to, isn’t it?”
“I guess so Greg,” was her reply. “When are we going to tell Tisha what happened?”
Choking down a big piece of pie, I said, “What the hell are you talking about Julie. Are you nuts?”
“No Greg, but until you do, your nuts won’t be getting off.”
“But why,” I asked.
“I like girls as much as I like boys, that’s why,” said Julie.
“My dear god, what is happening to me,” I said in a very slow quiet voice.
“Tisha is pretty; you are quite good looking yourself. I think its time for a threesome,” said Julie in a very serious manner.
“You have a lot of Moxy for a girl your age. You know that?”
“Moxy isn’t all that I have big brother, some would say I have chutzpah.”
“What’s chutzpah?” I asked.
“Oh it’s a Yiddish word meaning a lot of balls,” Julie replied.
“And when did you start to speak in other languages,” I inquired.
“Well,” said Julie, “I found out that there are many sexual innuendos’s that can be expressed with the right tongue.”
“Your tongue, my little sister, needs more of an education than your verbal sexual language skills,” I replied with a little laugh.
“And what do you mean by that,” said Julie.
From behind us, Millie replied. “Greg’s sayin’ that you need to learn how to properly suck a cock my young Julie. And based on what I saw last night, he’s right.” She started her humming and continued walking from the laundry room to the dining room without missing a beat.
“Let’s get out of here. Does she know everything that goes on around here,” I said.
“Not all of it children, but what I do know is enough to fill up two books that would be banned in Boston,” replied Millie laughing on her way back to the laundry room.
“Damn, she has good ears Greg, said Julie.”
“You kids say something to me,” laughed Millie again as she opened the door to the dryer.
Julie and I finished our pie without another word, got up form the table, split up and went our separated ways...for the time being.
Chapter 4 - The Night Before Graduation
“We will be home around midnight Greg,” Mom said as her and Dad left for their Friday night bridge game at the Stevenson’s house, “It would be best if you get a good nights sleep for tomorrow’s graduation. We have to have you at school, no later than eleven in the morning.”
Mom looked at Millie and said, “Is everything ready for the graduation party Millie.”
“As ready as possible," said Millie. "The caterers will start setting up around 10:30 tomorrow morning. It will be nice to just supervise the activity a little. I want to thank you both for inviting me and Harold to the graduation; it was very nice of you.”
“Think nothing of it Millie,” replied Mom, “You are part of the family and the kids do love you so. See you later.”
With that, the door closed and as I was walking off to the stairs, Millie said. “Greg, I’ll be here until about 11:00 just making sure that things are all set for tomorrow. When I leave, I’ll just lock the front door.”
“Ok, Millie. Guess I’ll see you tomorrow then,” I said.
Millie stopped me and held my arm gently. She looked at me real sweet like and said, “Greg, tomorrow Meggin will be coming to stay with me until Harold can finish the remodeling. I hope that you children get along well. Do me a favor,” Millie continued, “Treat Meggin nicely and please don’t tease her like you tease your sisters.”
“Tease her, why would I want to do that Millie.”
“Meggin doesn’t really look like me or Harold you know.”
“Millie, I don’t understand what you are saying. I wouldn’t set off to hurt anyone, especially your daughter.
“I know that Greg, but...” her voice trailed off.
“But what, Millie,” I asked.
“Come over here and sit for a moment Greg, I want to tell you a story.”
By now I was very confused. I had no idea what Millie was talking about at all. She was also getting rather serious, something she rarely did. We sat down in the living room in two chairs that faced each other. Then Millie started the story.
“Greg, back when I was 13 years old, I met an older boy and fell in love with him. His name was Suki and he was new to the U.S. As time went by, we started experimenting sexually and I ended up getting pregnant with Meggin. Suki didn’t even know that I had gotten pregnant because his family left Illinois to move to California, even before I found out. Back then, abortions were hard to come by, so 9 months later, Meggin was born. Harold married me when I was twenty-two and has always treated Meggin like she was his daughter. She is a very pretty girl, but a little on the quiet side. She looks like a very well tanned Japanese girl, which she is.
“Gee Millie, it must have been hard on her, not to mention you when she was a baby. How did you manage,” I inquired.
“That doesn’t matter now, Greg. What matters is that I love Meggin and I don’t want her to have to go through the same things I did at her age. Do you understand?”
“Uh, I guess so Millie.”
“Greg, I want you and your friends to have fun and more than anything else, act responsibly toward each other. Life is tough enough without getting pregnant at your ages. Protect yourself, and the girl. Meggin is a sweet girl, but she’s a little shy for her age. After what has been going on around this house lately, I am a bit concerned.”
“Oh Millie, I’m real sorry about last night. It won’t happen again, I promise,” was my reply.
“Sorry,” Millie said with incredulity, “You can’t be sorry, I was watching you two and you enjoyed each other, though I have some problems with it being your sister. I don’t object to fooling around, it’s a natural thing. I guess that I started getting sexual when I was about ten years old. I remember it well, and I enjoyed it. I just didn’t know that it got you pregnant. That’s what I don’t want to have happen to Meggin, or for that matter your sister. That would really raise the roof around here. Your Mom and Dad are good people and I really like working for them. They have treated Harold and me better than anyone else. You kids are, for the most part, well raised and nice kids. Kids is the key here. To me you are still children with a lot of brains and curiosity. Trouble is, if you are going to fool around, you need to act responsibly. If you don’t, your whole life will just fall apart around you. Do you understand what I am saying Greg, or should I be more specific?”
“Millie, your saying that if we... oh you know, we should use a rubber or something.”
“Greg, it is called intercourse, or I guess you say, fucking. And yes, that is the protection that I am talkin’ about.”
“Well,” I said, “its kind a hard to get those around here.”
“I thought you might say something like that Greg, so I took the liberty of picking up some... ahem, rubbers for you and your friends to use. I put them in a little bag, under your bed. Be careful with them. You are a tad small for them yet, so if you do get yourself into a situation, be very careful. Julie, Tisha, Meggin, and most of the girls around here can get pregnant. Always remember that.”
By this time I was embarrassed and as red as a beet. Here was this beautiful woman telling me something that I had never heard before. It’s okay to mess around, but if you do, be careful. Mom and Dad had given me the requisite birds and bees talk when I was 10. They gave me all of the traditional thinking like: Wait until your married, and all of that. Now Millie was telling that this was natural, and almost giving me permission to continue lusting after every girl I knew...including my wonderful loving sisters.
“Millie,” I said shyly with my head hanging down, “Why are you telling me all of this?”
“Look, it’s not like I am telling to go off and be the stud of the world. What I’m sayin’ is that there is nothing in the world that can stop young people experimenting with sex. Some do it more than others, but its gods way. He designed the system, and it's a natural thing. Ain’t nothin in the world that I can say or do to stop it. All I want from you is to be responsible with whoever you are with. Is that clear?”
“Uh huh,” I said. “Its just different hearing it from you. You really do care about us, and what you have just said is something I never considered. Thanks Millie.”
“Greg, you run off now. I have work to do. I also want you to tell this story to all of the other kids that are sexually active. You can help them keep their lives on the right track. Now run along.”
Having nothing more to say, I left the room and went upstairs. I thought a lot about what Millie said, and it made sense. Telling the other kids would be a problem, but who knew what was going to happen this summer anyway.
It was about 9:30, when I decided to take a shower. Tisha was out with Gina again, and I hadn’t heard from Julie but I figured that she was in her room reading. It was stuffy in my room, so I opened the windows that overlooked the swimming pool. The lights were on in the yard and the blue water, illuminated from below, was a soothing sight.
When I was in the shower, after I did all of the essentials, I thought of yesterday's experiences. It started to get me hard again. My mind focused on the intense orgasm I had when fucking Julie in the ass. What was it that I was trying to remember? Oh yea, it was when Julie stuck her finger up my ass hole. That was real different and real exciting. I grabbed some of the hair conditioner and rubbed it on my cock, just like Tisha had done yesterday afternoon. I started stroking my cock and remembering. I stopped for a moment and put some more hair conditioner on my left hand and rubbed it on my ass hole. Slowly, I massaged the delicate area until my finger slipped inside. Gosh, that felt wonderful. In a minute I was ready to cum. My finger was going in and out of my ass as I was pumping my cock. The position while standing up was difficult, but I managed to get off real good. To do this right, I needed someone else’s finger...maybe even Julie’s little vibrator.
After the shower I dried off and went to lie in bed. I was pretty tired after two days of having three to five orgasms a day. I dimmed the light by my bed and crawled in when I heard the water in the pool splashing.
I got up and turned the light off, then went to the window. Well what do you know, I thought to myself. There swimming bare ass naked was Millie. Soon Harold came out from the shadows and dove in as well. There was no way that I could go downstairs and watch this. They would see me for sure.
I went to the closet and brought out my binoculars.
Millie was just beautiful. She was doing a gentle backstroke on the side of the pool nearest me. The light was pretty dim, but I got a real eyeful. I focused the binoculars and found her moving across one of the pool lights. Millie had real long legs and the black hair of her pussy was very visible. Like the hair on her head, for whatever reason it was straight, not the tight curl’s that I expected. She didn’t have a lot of hair down there either. Her labia were exposed and I could see that, and like Julie, she had a high pubic arch. The pool lights distorted the bronze skin and black pubic hair and Millie looked nearly blue black.
Harold swam up to her, tickled her, grabbed her around the waist and tossed her in the air. Her breasts were gigantic and as firm as could be. Harold looked like a big shadow when he was out of the light. All I could really see was his white teeth when he smiled.
Harold and Millie continued to play for awhile, then they got out of the pool and went to a dark corner of the yard, near one of the Willow trees. I couldn’t see a thing except for shadows. I went down stairs and snuck out of the utility room door, and quietly made my way over near the Willow tree.
When I found a good spot, I saw Harold laying on his back with Millie going down on him. Harold had a huge cock and he was not circumcised. The thing must have been eight or nine inches long and about two inches in diameter. Unlike Millie, Harold had a large crop of tightly woven curl’s covering his balls and groin.
The light from the family room and pool reflected off of the water or sweat that was covering Harold and Millie. Millie held his cock with one hand and then lowered her mouth to encompass Harold’s entire cock. I didn’t think that that was possible. Millie continued to go down on him with increasing speed and never once didn’t take his cock to the hilt.
Harold was moaning all right. Soon Harold took Millie and moved him so she could sit on his face. As Millie sat down, I could see her labia fully exposed. The darker layers of her labia were accented by the pinkness of her vagina. The little darker spot must have been her ass hole.
As soon as Harold started sucking her pubes, I couldn’t see anything real clearly until the changed positions and Millie got on top of him. Millie was raised just above his enormous cock and reached down to spread her labia. Harold moved the tip of his cock to her vagina and Millie slowly took him into her. I thought her pussy would explode. It was wrapped tight around his cock, like Tisha’s hand was yesterday around mine.
Millie sat erectly and started to bounce up and down, taking Harold’s cock with long generous strokes. Her breasts were spectacular. They never changed their shape whether she was lying down or bouncing up and down. Millie had a small rib cage with two splendid pear shaped breasts. After a good amount of time went by, Harold was getting ready to cum and he started grabbing Millie’s tits. He got a hold of one nipple and nearly pulled it off. Instead of twisting it, Harold pulled it away from her chest. Millie leaned away from him to increase the sensation. Soon, Millie just fell on top of Harold and they both came. When he had spent himself and withdrawn, Harold’s cock looked even bigger that it had when he had entered her. Millie bent down and started cleaning that huge cock with her mouth.
Harold started wincing and I heard him say, “Girl… now you stop biting me, that hurts.”
Millie just laughed and kept biting Harold’s cock. “I love your salami, you gorgeous hunk of a man. I just want to eat you up, “said Millie with a laugh in her voice.
The show was over and I returned to my room when I heard Tisha. I walked through the bathroom to the adjoining door and peered in. There was Tisha, with the lights off trying to watch Millie and Harold. I gave her a bit of a start when I walked in.
“Oh Greg, you scared me,” she said.
“What you looking at Sis,” I said with a smirk.
“Oh, and who was it down by the Willow tree watching the whole show, Mom and Dad,” said Tisha without hesitation.
We sat down on the bed and I told her what had happened down by the pool. I wasn’t ready to tell her the rest...just quite yet. After fifteen minutes or so, I had to excuse myself and go to bed. If I hadn’t, I would have just passed out right there. Tisha gave me a gentle kiss and I went off to bed.
Chapter 5 - Graduation Day
“This place is a madhouse,” said Julie as she passed me in the hall, “every relative that we have in the world is camped out here today. I will be sooo glad when this is over. There is never enough room...”
Julie’s voice trailed off as she went into Mom’s sewing room at the end of the hall still lamenting about all of the folks in the house. Come to think of it, it was a madhouse.
“Hurry up Greg, we have to leave in five minutes.”
“Okay, Mom,” I yelled from the top of the stairs, “I’ll be right down.” I turned to go back into my room and put on my shoes when Tisha came through the bathroom door.
“Boy, do you look great,” I said to her without any hesitation.”
Tisha stood there in a yellow, blue and brown paisley mini dress. It was sleeveless with a v-neck that showed off her perky bust line. She also wore yellow tights and light blue patent leather shoes with heals about an inch high. Around her neck was a host of love beads that didn’t detract from the outfit. Actually now that I think of it, some of those love beads were just long enough to come to the top of the v-neck. Cleaver, I thought. What a civil way of drawing attention to your tits.
“Why what a nice thing to say,” said Tisha as I ogled her. “Just came in to say I want you to have a nice day. Enjoy it; it only happens once you know.”
I walked over to give her hug and a kiss on the cheek, but at the last second she turned her head and my lips came to rest firmly on hers. She parted her lips, just a little, and there I stood frenching my older sister and yes, I was getting another hard on.
With a smile on her lips, Tisha said, “Greg, are you all right, you look a little flushed?” With that she gently grabbed my balls, gave a little squeeze and continued saying, “No everything seems as normal as it can be. I see you later after graduation.”
With that she left. Brazen lady, I thought, but I was also glad she was my sister. I could do, be, or say anything to her and she hardly ever teased me.
The graduation went as planned. As I sat in the bleachers above the stage, I looked out at all of the parents and relatives that had come to honor their kids. As I scanned the audience, I saw Mom, Dad, Tisha and Julie. Wow, I thought, Julie was damn near as pretty as Tisha, and today she had worn her hair down.
Continuing the scan, I saw Millie and Harold and I almost moved on when I saw... Na, couldn’t be. It had to be. Sitting between Millie and Harold was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid my eyes on. It had to be Meggin. I couldn’t see all of her, but what I saw was enough. She was petite and well tanned with what looked to be long pitch-black hair. Sitting down she looked nearly as tall as Millie. Meggin’s face was extraordinary. Large… no colossal, almond shaped eyes, and a perfectly shaped tapered nose. All of her facial features were softly sharp, and very distinct. She had a long neck and narrow shoulders. From my angle I couldn’t see much more than that. To myself I thought, no wonder Millie gave me that little talking to last night. I’d sure hate to be on the wrong side of Harold if anything ever happened to her. Wow, what a knockout she was.
The current speaker was Harrison Ramey the valedictorian and chief nerd of the school. He was bright but had no sense regarding anything else. I could see his feet as he stood behind the podium. Sure as hell, Harrison had two unmatched socks on. He was going on about the future, and how we were the hope for tomorrow and all of that. For me the most interesting thing in the house was Meggin.
A million flash bulbs went off as I received my diploma. I smiled like I was enjoying all of the attention, and walked off - stage right. Immediately, I removed the cobalt blue robe and handed it to Mrs. Hastings. All of the photographs of the graduating class had been taken before the commencement had begun. Great idea, I thought. Me and a bunch of the kids from the graduating class went outside and just talked to each other as the ceremony’s ended.
As I walked around to the entrance to the auditorium, I could see Millie, Harold and Meggin going toward the parking lot.
I started to run after them when I heard Aunt Helen saying, “Oh Greg, you looked so precious and proud getting your diploma...” As usual Helen had a hanky in her hand wiping the imaginary tears from her eyes. Shit, this lady spends the day crying over soap operas.
“Hi Aunt Helen, nice of you and Uncle Henry to come,” I said waiting for the inevitable.
I didn’t have to wait long; all 190 pounds of Aunt Helen lunged at me for a hug and a sloppy kiss on the cheek. I was almost right. She targeted my mouth and landed a homer. I saw Julie looking my way with an expression that said, “Oh no, she’s slobbering all over his lips, yuuch.” I had to agree. Thank god I had grown up. Last time she almost suffocated me in those huge sloppy boobs of hers.
Uncle Henry, my Dad’s brother was real nice. After Aunt Helen released me from a head lock, Uncle Henry came over, shook my hand and said, “Congratulations Greg, I hear that you graduated with honors.”
“Nice to see you Uncle Henry, “I said as he put an envelope in my other hand, “honors don’t mean all that much when you graduate from grammar school.”
Uncle Henry replied, “Yes they do. You worked hard for them, just because its grammar school doesn’t mean a thing. I’m proud of you son.”
“Thanks Uncle Henry I appreciate the complement.”
When we got home, I went straight to look for Millie… well Meggin really. As I looked through the house, she was nowhere in sight.
“Looking for... Millie,” said Julie with that voice again.
“No not really, “I said as I continued to distance myself from Julie. “Meggin is a real knockout, isn’t she Greg,” continued Julie. I just stopped and turned toward Julie.
With a scowl, I said, “Yes she certainly is, now let it go. Understand!”
“Touchy, Touchy Greg,” she said. “Sorry, I didn’t think you’d been bitten that bad,” said Julie.
“Look,” I said, “she is beautiful and yes I am impressed with her. Just don’t go making fun, especially today - Okay Julie... please”
“She said, “It’s your day and if you don’t want .... OK, I’ll be nice. I promise.” Julie walked away like absolutely nothing had happened.
Chapter 6 - Greg Meets Meggin
The day passed and by late in the afternoon most of the relatives had left. I still hadn’t had a chance to meet Meggin. Every time I saw her, I was stuck with someone else and couldn’t get away.
I was walking toward the kitchen when I heard Milly say from behind me, “Greg, I’d like you to meet Meggin if you have a moment.”
I stopped dead in my tracks. I was on my way up to my room to get on my swimming trunks and go swimming with all of the other kids that has stopped by. As I turned around, Meggin was looking right into my eyes, the way Millie did when she was being serious.
“Greg, this is my daughter Meggin. Meggin knows quite a bit more about you than I believe you know about her I’m afraid.”
“Uh...how’s that....”, I said thinking sure Greg just sit there with your bare face hanging out and act like a stammering jerk when your standing in front of the most beautiful girl in the world. I tensed and felt like a complete fool.
Meggin’s eyes had not blinked and had never lost contact. I felt like she was looking right through me.
“Sorry Millie, you caught me off guard. Hello Meggin, it's real nice to meet you,” I said after having halfway recovered.
From Meggin’s lips came a sound that is best described as a soft, warm, soothing ocean breeze with the smell of Pink Jasmine in the distance.
Slowly Meggin said, “Greg, I’ve waited to meet you for a long time. I’m glad I finally have the chance.”
She looked at me with her head angled a bit downward with her deep rich brown eyes looking directly into mine. I just melted. I didn’t know how to reply. For once, I was speechless.
Tisha caught the moment as she was walking down the stairs and knew I was in deep trouble.
As she walked down the stairs she said. “Well Greg, invite her to go swimming with us. Do you have swimming suit Meggin?”
The timing was perfect. With Tisha, it always was. We had lived our lives to rescue each other from moments like this.
Meggin said. “No I don’t have one. Sorry, I won’t have all of my things here until Dad brings them over tomorrow.”
“No problem Meggin, come on upstairs. I bet we have something that will fit just fine,” said Tisha as she walked right over to Meggin, took her hand and they walked away toward the stairs. I just stood there dumfounded.
“Oh Greg, I am so sorry. I should have given you a better introduction than that. Will you ever forgive me,” said Millie after the girls were out of earshot.
I was too nervous to be really upset, but I said. “What have you told her about me, Millie?”
“Just what a nice fellow you are, what your hobbies are and that sort of thing. Why do you ask?”
I looked up at Millie’s eyes, and I could tell from her expression that she never intended to embarrass me.
“Oh it’s nothing, Millie. I better go up and change myself.”
I just turned around and ran up the stairs, went into my bedroom, closed the door, and jumped into bed. Time to recover, I thought. As I lay there in bed, I tried to imagine Meggin’s face. Her face...That’s all that I had seen. Well, she wasn’t that tall, that much I knew. Trouble was, I never looked at anything but her face. There was a knock at the door.
“Who is it,” I asked.
“Tisha,” was the response.
“If you are alone, come on in.” I replied. Continuing as Tisha walked in the door I said, “When did you ever need to knock on my door Tisha?”
Without responding to the inquiry Tisha said. “Are you alright, Greg. “You looked like you were going to collapse down there.”
“I almost did sis. Thanks for rescuing me. I never needed it more than then.”
“Well,” said Tisha, “at least your color is coming back.”
“Where did you leave Meggin?” I asked.
“Oh she is changing in Julie’s bathroom. It seems that my leopard skin one-piece fits Meggin like a glove. By the way, what is it between you and Meggin? I’ve never seen you act that way around anybody before.”
“Tish, I really don’t know. The first time I saw her, she was sitting in the auditorium at school. She is really wonderful.”
“Wonderful?” Tisha said. “Beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, I haven’t got a chance with any guy while she is around, maybe: But wonderful Greg?
“Wonderful,” I said with a smile and a sort of glazed over look.
“Greg. Be careful here. If I didn’t know you any better I wouldn’t think that you have just fallen in lust for the first time.
I moved my hands to Tisha’s shoulders and looked her right in the eye and said, “Tish, I just don’t know. It’s not lust although all I have seen so far is her eyes. Honest Tish, just her beautiful warm brown eyes.”
“Have you been drinking or smoking pot today Greg?” Tisha asked.
“No, not at all. I’m sober as a judge. I just feel something funny in the pit of my stomach.”
“Look Greg, just change and come down to the pool. You need to get some cool water all over yourself. And Greg, don’t repeat the situation down stairs. Don’t gawk at Meggin. She and I had a conversation and my guess is that she’s as smart, or smarter than Millie.”
Tisha got up and left the room. I went over to get into my swim trunks and change.
I put on my trunks and my blue terry cloth beach robe and went down stairs and headed off toward the pool. As I was ready to walk out of the family room, I saw Meggin with her back toward me talking to Tisha. I backed off from the sliding glass door just enough not to be noticed and looked at Meggin. Her raven hair ran down her back to a point just above her butt. It was thick but the warm breeze was moving it from side to side. Where had I seen a butt like that before, I wondered? Millie’s, was the first answer that came to mind. Meggin stood about 5 feet 5 inches tall. She was small boned and had long tapered legs that didn’t come together at the top, leaving at least two inches between her legs. The leopard skin swim suit clung to her. I could see the folds that made up the crease in her butt. Someone, from somewhere got her attention and she turned sideways to me. She was built just like her Mom. Not as big yet, but the shape was nearly identical. From the side, she stood tall and straight. Her head was bowed just a bit forward. I was right the first time. She was wonderful.
“Not bad, huh Greg.” I turned around with a start.
“Hi Julie,” I said.
“Gosh Greg, she is a living doll. Looks like you have it bad.”
“God Julie, is it that obvious?” I asked.
“Sure is big brother. Tell you what; I’ll race you for the pool. Tisha said that I should keep an eye on you today.”
There was not a trace of anything mean in her voice and for once I trusted her.
“Let’s go,” I said as we ran and dove in to the deep end of the pool. What an analogy, I thought… diving into the deep end.
For the rest of the afternoon things went fairly well. From time to time I would talk with Meggin. We chatted with each other while other people were around us. It actually went pretty easy as long as I avoided the intensity of her eyes. There were so many people around that day; I hadn’t had a chance to be by myself. As the people thinned out and most of the kids had gone home, I decided to go to the tree house, alone.
As I rounded the third Willow tree Meggin’s soft voice said. “Am I interrupting, Greg.”
Turning to look at her I replied, “No not really, I was just heading off to go to the tree house.”
“Alone?” She questioned.
“Well,” I said, “that was the original plan, but it’s okay. Would you like to join me?
Without saying a word, Meggin just started walking slowly with me. We didn’t say a word to each other until we were at the curtain of Willow branches that led the way to the base of the tree.
Meggin spoke first. “This is beautiful. Dad told me all about it but I never thought it could be so nice, nor this big.”
“Yea,” I said. “It’s a nice place to come to. I always come here when I want to think things out. About a week ago I came out here at midnight when there was no moon. The Tree house has a large clear skylight. You can lie down and look up at the stars through the Willow branches and see millions of stars. It’s real peaceful.”
We got to the base of the tree and I asked her if she wanted to go up and see our tree house.
“It is a lot higher than I thought it would be Greg. It looks a little scary.”
I smiled and said, “It is a little scary the first couple of times, but if you don’t look down it’s not all that bad. It’s up to you though. I can be comfortable down here if you want.
“No, I want to see this special place of yours. Let’s go.”
With that she started climbing the thirty-two wooden rails that would take us right through the underside of the tree house. I followed behind her.
Tisha had loaned Meggin her short satin Kimono as a wrap. Meggin wore it loose with the belt dangling down. As she climbed the rails, I couldn’t help but look up at her. The sight was breathtaking. Her suit had ridden up inside her slit and I saw one perfect labia exposed. Immediately, I turned my eyes away. This is not the right time to get a hard-on, I thought.
Soon we were up inside the tree house, a good twenty-five feet above the ground. Inside the tree house there was a small table with four chairs, a wooden bench for three, two small-overstuffed chairs, and an old threadbare love seat. It was pretty big inside, about ten foot square. There were two shuttered windows on each side with screens to protect us from the Mosquitoes. The best part was that I could stand up to my full height.
On one wall, there was a door that led outside to a narrow walkway that went around the tree house about two thirds of the way around. There were some toys scattered around; the leftovers of some New Era Potato chips, and three empty bottles of Kayo sitting on the table. Kayo was a drink, of sorts. Actually it was like chocolate water, in a bottle. We all loved it though. For decoration, there were a couple of street signs and a poster of the Beetles hung in a prominent place between two of the windows.
From the inside of the tree house you could look across to the pool and see the house. Tisha and my bedroom windows were plainly visible from the tree house. I sat down on the love seat while Meggin explored everything. The large skylight looked through the sparse branches at the top of the tree up to the blue sky. A jet plane was making its way to O’hare or Midway Airport, the sound of its engines distant.
“This is wonderful. What a nice place to come to. You can see everything from up here,” said Meggin.
I started looking at Meggin again. She was as relaxed as I had ever seen anyone. She seemed to be at peace with herself. What composure she had. Come to think of it, I hadn’t been this relaxed all day long.
“It is nice,” I replied, “I often come up here just to be alone with my thoughts.”
“Can I ask you a personal question Greg,” said Meggin as she walked over near the love seat and pulled up a chair from the little table and sat down across from me. She was staring...no looking deeply into my eyes again.
“Sure,” I said as my voice cracked.
“You are uncomfortable, aren’t you Greg. Now I mean, not a few minutes ago.”
I couldn’t look into her eyes, so I dropped my head and said, “Meggin, when you look at me its like you are looking right through me and although you have very beautiful eyes, it is just a bit uncomfortable. I get all tongue twisted when you do that.”
She smiled and diverted her eyes saying, “Oh that. Other people say the same thing, especially Mother.
“Millie told you that,” I said looking directly into her eyes.
Imitating Millie, Meggin continued. “Mom say’s, Girl, don’t you look at me like that, I never know what you see and it makes me uneasy. I really don’t know what it is, but it does seem to bother people."
We both laughed when she had finished. She said it exactly the way I imagined Millie would do.
“Were you disappointed when you saw me today Greg? You looked like you didn’t know what to say to me. I suppose you expected someone completely different that I turned out to be.”
I cleared my throat but I was starting to relax again and I said. “Meggin, I knew what to expect, I just didn’t have any idea that you would be as wonderful as you turned out to be.” I just blurted it out, smooth as silk but I felt dumb as hell.
“What do you mean, you knew what to expect Greg?”
“Well the other night, Millie and I had a talk. She gave me a little family history lesson. She told me about when she was young and about your real Dad.”
“Oh, I see. So you knew that I was Japanese and black too.”
“Meggin,” I said, all that I see is a beautiful girl with the most astonishing eyes I have ever seen.” Again, I just blurted it out and said what I really meant. My face was flushed too I could feel it.
“What a sweet thing to say Greg. Well I thought I knew what to expect when I met you too. Mother has a picture of your whole family back at the house. The only trouble is that it's four years old. You have grown up since then.”
It was like we had known each other for a long time and we were just getting reacquainted. I felt strangely okay with the conversation.
“How old are you Meggin,” I asked.
“I’m fourteen and a little more Greg,” she answered, “Why?”
“Oh I don’t know. You look like you are about that age but you act a lot older.”
We must have talked for an hour, or more. In the end, we knew probably more about each other than I knew about the kids I hung around with, or they knew about me. I really liked her. She made me feel special and very alive. She was a bit on the serious side, but she had a lighter side too. Funny thing was that here I was alone with the most beautiful girl I had ever known and not once, well maybe once, I hadn’t thought about sex. As the conversation came to a close we were leaning toward each other holding hands. It was so natural I didn’t notice for awhile. When I did, I looked at her hands. The bones of her hands were very fine and she had the longest most graceful fingers I had ever seen. The tops of her hands were a light bronze color and the underside was a milky white. Her hands were caressing mine and my thought started to wander.
“Are you okay Greg,” Meggin said.
“Oh yea… sure. But I think we better get back to the house,” I said.
We climbed down and started to walk toward the house, the long way around. We walked slowly, hand in hand talking quietly as we went. I let her hand go as we got in eyeshot of the pool and the few people still there.
I saw Harold as we got closer in and he said, “Glad I found you two. Meg, its time for you to change and go home with me to collect your things. Greg, your Mom’s looking for you too.”
Meggin and I said our good-by’s and parted company. I went to look for Mom.
“Where have you been off to,” Mom asked as she saw me walking through the kitchen, “There is something for you in the living room, come in and see.”
When I walked into the room, there was a very large and irregularly shaped, graduation paper wrapped present in the middle of the room with a big green bow on it. Tisha, Julie, Mom and Dad, Millie, Harold and Meggin were there too.
“Happy graduation day Greg,” my dad said.
The outline of the wrapping paper sort of gave it away, but I was real excited as I walked over to it and started ripping the paper off.
“YES!,” I exclaimed as the torn paper revealed a Cushman Motor Scooter. It had a custom, candy apple red lacquer paint job and it was the deluxe model. I had wanted one of these the first time I had seen one. I stopped for a moment and looked back to everyone in the room. They were all silent.
“What can a guy say to thank you for such a wonderful gift,” I said as a tear came to my eye.
“Well Greg,” said Dad, “this is from all of us here in this room to you. Everybody contributed to the cause.”
“Dad where did you get this paint job done. It’s incredible and smooth as silk. I’ve never seen a pain job like this ever.”
“You can thank Harold,” replied Dad, “he’s been working on this for two weeks.”
“And you can thank Millie for selecting the color Greg, she said it took her weeks to get you to show her the exact color,” said Harold as I went over to hug them both.
“Tisha and I got you the saddle bags,” said Julie.
Soon all of us were in a tight little group hugging each other, all except for Meggin.
All at once Mom said, “Greg, Meggin picked out the wrapping paper and wrapped that thing this afternoon while you were swimming.”
The tight little group separated and all eyes were on Meggin and me. I sure as hell didn’t need this, not now. I stood where I was and looked at Meggin and said, “Meggin it was wrapped very nicely," I didn’t have a clue what it was. Thanks a lot.”
As Meggin started to say something, Julie interrupted and said, “Well Greg, aren’t you going to give Meggin a hug too?”
She said it sweetly, but the bitch was back and I knew it. Before I could get a word out, Meggin said, “Oh that’s OK Julie, Greg and I spent a little time together this afternoon getting to know each other, I’ve had more than my fair share of hugs for one day.”
In my head I thought, Great shot Meggin, but I couldn’t let it go there. Everyone in the room was waiting to see what was going to happen, besides I had not hugged Meggin once all day… and I really wanted to, so I played right into it.
“True Meggin,” I said, “but a good job deserves a reward.” I walked right up to her and gave her a very close, but not lingering hug. As I separated, I left my hand curled around her waist as did she around mine, her hair tickling my hand.
We all walked over to the Cushman, except Julie who left the room, and we all stood admiring it. I hadn’t let go of Meggin when Harold said, “Common Meg, we really have to leave.”
Once more we said our good-by’s as they left the living room.
Mom broke the event by saying, “Ok Greg, wheel that thing outside, I don’t want to get any grease in the carpet and I have been worried all day long.”
Everyone laughed, but I grasped the handle bars, kicked up the kick stand and headed the bike to the front door. As I went outside, Dad said, “Greg, don’t tell your mother, but there is no gas and just a little oil in the Cushman. Harold had to drain everything to paint it and I told him to leave it that way.”
We both laughed as Millie spoke up. “You two are something else. That poor lady has been worried sick for the last two hours ever since you brought the bike into the house. It’s those genes again, you two sure do act alike.”
Dad snickered and said, “Greg, does Millie know everything that is said in this house?”
Without hesitation I replied, “You bet she does Dad.” Later that night, after all of the gifts were open, it turned out to be quite a haul. Seven hundred twenty two dollars cash, and several very nice gifts were carried up to my room. Well most of it anyway. Dad kept three hundred sixty one dollars to put into my savings account. That was the rule, everything that was cash was split 50/50, even the money I made from doing odd jobs.
Most of the stuff, I stacked over to one side of my bed and started to change for bed. It had been one very long day. I hesitated and left my swim trunks on, and decided to see where Julie had gone. Sure, I liked giving her the shot in the living room, but things were better between us and I didn’t want to go to bed without talking to her.
I crossed the hall to her bedroom door and knocked. Julie opened the door and said, “Well, what do you want?”
Trying to be as nice as I could, I said, “Common Julie, let it go. All in all it was a nice day and we all had a great time. There is no need to be sore.”
Julie grimaced and replied, “I’ve never been so .... ooooooooohhhh.” Then she relaxed a little and looked up at me smiling just a bit and said, “Damn her, she’s smooth. Boy, I never expected her to say anything like that in front of everyone. Then you played into it and make it worse. Boy was I mad.
“You deserved it Julie, it just didn’t turn out like you planned, that’s all,” I responded.
Julie finally relaxed and said, “You know Greg, I really like her. She’s exotic, beautiful and smart too. What a combination.” Her face changed to a grimace and without missing a beat she said, “What, dear brother, were the two of you two doing out there anyway, you must have been gone for nearly two hours?”
“It was a little over an hour, and absolutely nothing happened. Truth told, I never even hugged her until we were in the living room. I have you to thank for that,” I said with a laugh.
From downstairs dad shouted, “Ok kids’ time for bed, be quiet up there.”
“OK dad,” I yelled back. “See you later Julie, and thanks for your help today, I really appreciated it. You helped a lot.” I kissed her on the cheek and went back to my room.
Chapter 7 - The Graduation Gift
I was nearly asleep, when the door to my room opened and Julie said in a whisper, “Are you asleep Greg?”
“Not quite,” I replied, what’s up.”
“Can I crawl in next to you for a while, I just want some company.”
“What kind of company Julie,” was the only thing that came out of my mouth.
“Not that kind... just hold me awhile, I’ll leave when you are asleep. Okay?”
She was serious, and I had no idea why she wanted to, but I told her to crawl in. She did and then snuggled right up to me. I rolled over and gave her a squeeze, then returned and closed my eyes. She put her head on my shoulder and I started to fall asleep.
Just before I did, the bathroom door opened and Tisha said, “Greg, you asleep.”
“Just about Sis,” I said. Julie didn’t say a word, but I could hear the wheels turning.
“I didn’t give you my present yet Greg, but I thought now would be as good a time as any. Can I crawl in?”
The room was very dark and I knew that Tisha couldn’t see Julie, but Julie started to scoot over to the far left side of the bed.
“Sure Tish, why not,” I said as I scooted over closer to Julie.
Tisha got under the covers and wrapped her arm around by bare waist. As she got close I could feel her breast on my chest. Tisha was quite naked.
“Big brother, its time you became a man, and I’m just the woman to show you how.” She rolled her body half over me and her crotch came to rest on my hand.
“I do believe, big sister that this is going to be the best day I have ever had.” I gently started probing through her small mat of pubic hair. My god, she was already damp. Tisha brought her face to mine and kissed me even more passionately than she had earlier this morning before graduation, and it had the same affect. I was getting hard...very hard.
I could feel Julie doing something so I jostled a little to keep the bed moving and not give her away. Oh hell, Julie was taking off her night gown.
Tisha started playing with my cock through my boxer shorts. She finally managed to uncage it through the fly. By the time Tisha was holding my cock, Julie had her chest against my back and with her hand she was grabbing at my ass.
I shifted and Tisha said, “Take off you shorts, if you want your present Greg. I pulled the blanket off of Tisha and me and tossed it almost over Julie so that she wouldn’t be seen. I had my shorts off quickly and I returned to lying on my right side. Tisha and I were frenching up a storm, while Julie was rubbing the crack in my ass getting lower all the time. I reached behind me and my hand landed on Julie’s hairless twat. Damn, she was sort of wet too.
Just then Tisha said, “Greg, lets fuck for real. I really want to ride your cock until its blue. If that’s not enough just tell me what you want.”
“I started to say something when Julie said, “Greg really likes it when you stick a finger up his ass.”
Tisha damn near jumped out of the bed. When she regained her composure she said,” Julie is that you.”
“Sure is Tisha,” she said quietly as she turned up the dimmer on the light on the night stand. Julie still had the blanket covering her.
“Greg, what the hell is going on here… you two in the same bed?” Tisha was lost for words when Julie tossed off the cover and revealed her bare little body.
Julie continued her train of thought. “Actually Tisha, I came in here because I was lonesome. That was it. But when you started in on Greg, I just had to join in. I’ve always wanted this to happen anyway. God Tisha, you look terrific, it's been ages since I’ve seen you naked.
To say the least Tisha was flabbergasted. She finally blurted out. “Oh you, I should be damn mad at you Greg. To think of all of the things I said, and Julie heard it all.”
I didn’t say a word, but Julie sure did.
“Tish, I’ve known about you and Greg for at least two years. I even heard you both in the shower the other day. It was funny when Greg came. He almost fell down in the tub. I was always mad that you guy’s didn’t include me too.”
“You were to young Julie. You are too young to be doing this stuff.” said Tisha.
“Au contraire big sister… you and Greg really started having fun two years ago. Fourteen minus two is just 12. Actually 12 plus. Greg’s would figure thirteen minus two is 11. I’m twelve, which means Greg owes me a good year and you and I are almost even. Even if you divide it out, you each owe me six months.”
Tisha and I simply stared blankly at Julie and figured, The hell with it.
I sat up in the bed with Tisha on my right and Julie on my left. We were all bare ass naked and Julie was giving us a math lesson. Soon Julie slowed down and started to talk sweetly to Tisha who was still in shock.
“Tisha, You are so pretty and I have always wanted... well wanted to touch you.” As she spoke she reached over my chest and began to touch Tisha’s breast. Tisha had been looking over Julie’s body and especially at her clit. It had really grown since she had started talking. She continued talking softer and softer while she leaned closer over me to Tisha and eventually both of Julie’s hands were on Tisha’s breasts and they were starting to kiss each other. Tisha’s nipples were sure hard.
Julie moved one hand to my cock at the same time that Tisha did. Both hands met at the same time and they both broke their kiss and started giggling softly.
Tisha looked at me and said, “I would never have believed this, but hell I’m game if Greg is. Julie, you sure have grown up. God your pussy is just beautiful.”
Without hesitation, Julie said, “Suck it Tisha, please. Or if you want, I’ll do you.”
Startled, Tisha responded, “What about Greg?”
“That’s easy Tish, we are his graduation present. He can do anything he wants to us. Fair enough?”
“Fair enough,” responded Tish.
“Don’t I have a say in this,” I asked?
“Shut-up Greg,” said Julie. “Tisha you lay down and spread your legs.”
We all rearranged ourselves on the bed, and Tisha lay down and spread her legs. Julie got in a kneeling position with her ass high in the air and started to tongue Tisha. Julie’s hair was flopped over on Tisha’s belly and Tisha started playing with it, caressing her stomach with it and up over her tits. I got behind Julie and started running my finger down her ass, to her pussy. I dipped a finger in and a large drop of lubricant oozed its way out. I hurried down to catch the drop with my tongue. My tongue ran from her engorged clit to her vagina to her butt hole. Slowly, I softened up the little hole enough to stick my tongue inside while my hand massaged Julie’s labia. I moved on to her clit and stuck my nose back where it had been the other night. I could feel it flexing the cartilage of my nose.
I ran my hands over Julie’s small breasts and pinched her nipples. I also pulled them away from her chest like I had seen Harold to Millie the other night. Julie liked it and reacted the same way.
“Quiet down,” I said, “before we all get busted.” The moans subsided for a moment and then Tisha rolled Julie on her back, reversing positions.
“Re-runs,” I said as I dove into Tisha’s crack.
What a difference it was too. Julie had this tight firm little butt and no hair anywhere, while Tisha was rounder and a little softer with a light ash color of hair on her pubes. Not much hair was on her lower labia or butt hole. I started with my fingers again. I could see Tisha, pinching Julie’s tits and Julie doing the same to Tisha. They were totally engrossed in each other.
I started to lick Tisha’s pussy from behind. There was more honey in there then Julie had. It was sweeter too. Tisha’s labia were not as large but I sucked them, both of us really enjoying the experience. As I probed Tisha’s butt hole; she winced a little but let me continue. Soon, I had worked both fingers into Tisha, and she loved every minute of it. I reached around Tisha’s back and found a swollen tit with a hard nipple just waiting for my hand. Gosh, I thought, what a graduation present.
Soon, Tisha got up and pushed me back on the bed. She directed Julie to lay with her head down toward my cock, their legs toward my head. They both grabbed my cock at the same time and turned toward it leaving their pussies in easy reach. Their lips met each others as they sucked my cock. I had two fingers in each of them and soon they had their fingers in me.
First Julie softened up my hole with her tongue, then Tisha did too. I was getting ready to come when Julie got off the bed and left the room. She was back in a flash and I started to feel a new pressure on my ass hole. It was the chrome vibrator. Julie stuck the little thing in Tisha’s pussy for moisture then inserted up inside me. Julie was pushing it in and out and now Tisha was between my legs sucking all of my cock in her mouth.
Julie must have been working on Tisha’s pussy too. It was getting noisy again.
With a strained voice I said, ”Shhhh.”
With that, Julie turned on the vibrator. My hips lunged off the bed. Tisha gagged a little but recovered as I forced my cock down her throat. That did it. With five more strokes of my cock I started to cum. The vibrator added an intensity that I had never experienced. Tisha grabbed a pillow and put it over my head while I screamed. Half way through ejaculating I heard Julie say, “I want some too Tisha.” The sensation changed because the mouths did, and with the vibrator still being forced in and out of my ass, I came again.
After I caught my breath, I looked up to see the girls kissing each other and stroking my cock with their hands. There was just a small drop of cum on Tisha’s cheek. Julie saw it and quickly tongued it off. I reached down and started touching their pussies. This, I thought, is as good as it gets. Although I was wrong, I didn’t know it so I just laid back and closed my eyes.
“Oh no you don’t Greg,” said Tisha, “You are not going to sleep yet. This is like the Johnny Carson show: There is more to cum.” We all laughed when Tisha said that.
Tisha got up from the bed and said, “I’ll be right back.”
Julie then took a position on top of me with her pussy sitting on my cock. She leaned toward me and planted a wet kiss on my mouth while she moved back and forth over my cock. By now, my little sister was as wet as could be down there.
Tisha returned with the big vibrator and told Julie to lay down. Looking a bit frightened, Julie laid back on the bed while Tisha started inserting the thing into Julie’s pussy. I just watched. Soon, Julie was squirming with the thing half buried inside her. I grabbed the little one and inserted it into her ass hole. Julie grabbed a pillow to out over her head and Tisha and I moved our mouths to Julie’s tiny tits. Julie was going nuts and had the pillow pressed tightly over her head, moaning away while Tisha and I sucked, bit and pinched her little tits. At the same time we switched the vibrators on and Julie came completely unglued.
Julie pulled the big vibrator out of herself , took the pillow off of her head, looked me straight in the eye and said, “No matter what I said the other night Greg, I want you to fuck me now.”
I looked at Tisha and didn’t get any response. Julie repeated herself firmly. “Now Greg.”
Tisha pulled the little vibrator out of her ass and as I grabbed my cock, I realized I was hard again. Tisha got in front of me and put her lips on my cock to moisten it, and then she looked at Julie’s dripping pussy and decided against removing any lubricant from her. Julie opened her legs and I put my cock right at the entrance to her vagina. It was wonderful and very tight. I moved gently at first. Julie would have none of that and pulled my hips toward her. God it was wonderful. Soon my cock was basking in warm, tight, slippery, luscious pussy.
I started moving back and forth when Julie said to Tisha, “Come up here and kiss me, pull on my tities.”
Tisha complied and I sat up to watch my cock going in and out of a very swollen pussy. Her clit was so big that I could feel it drag across the top of my cock every time I plunged forward. I could also see the two of them frenching to beat the band.
Julie whispered to Tisha, “I want to lick your pussy.” Tisha threw her legs over Julie’s head facing me. Julie pulled Tisha’s legs down and I could see her tongue diving into Tisha. I leaned forward and began to caress Tisha’s lovely tits with my tongue and suck her nipples.
All of a sudden I stopped and pulled out. “Tisha,” I said, “reach under the bed and pull out one of the things in the bag and give it to me.”
While Tisha went scrounging, Julie looked at me and said, ”Oh Greg... pleeeease don’t stop now.”
Tisha said, “Here Greg,” and tossed me a rubber with the foil already ripped open. I pulled out the rubber and looked at it. First time I had ever seen one. It looked like a doughnut with the hole left in it. I looked at for a minute when Tisha grabbed it out of my hand and rolled it out onto my cock.
I wiped it a few times over Julie’s pussy to lubricate it and then plunged home again. Julie wasn’t quite ready for it and started to scream as Tisha flung the pillow over her head again. Slowly Tisha withdrew the pillow and we were back in business. Tisha had not returned to kiss Julie. Instead she told me to grab Julie’s legs and move her a little higher.
I did as requested and Tisha got the little vibrator, showed it to Julie and asked, “Want me to put this in your ass sis?” Julie nodded and I stopped for a moment leaving my cock buried inside her, contracting my ass hole a few times, which set Julie to moaning again. I leaned forward and started to lick and kiss Julie’s flushed face. I could taste Tisha’s love juices on Julie and it tasted sweet. Julie grabbed me around my back with her arms and pulled me toward her kissing me in a frenzy.
Soon I felt pressure on my cock as Tisha inserted the vibrator into Julie’s ass hole. Julie tensed a little, and then started to relax. Soon it was gliding in and out. It felt great. I started to stroke again. I had Julie’s legs separated with mine and high in the air while Tisha moved the vibrator in and out of Julie’s butt.
Julie’s eyes were closed and Tisha moved the pillow up along side my right hand. I looked down and she said, “Grab it, you’ll both need it soon.” I did. The movement of the vibrator and the friction of Julie’s pussy were indescribable.
Tisha said, “This looks to be a noisy one with you two, so Greg when you first feel like you’re ready to cum, let me know. Okay?”
I just nodded my head in agreement. The pressure of a tight pussy and a vibrator massaging the underside of my cock was so intense that I moved slowly so that the joy of our experience would last. Julie wanted me to move faster but somehow I thought that the method I was using would bring about the most pleasure. Julie’s facial expression was that of being not a part of this world. She had a flush of pink to her cheeks and her breasts were swollen with the little nipples long and hard. I reached out a hand and lightly ran my finger nails over her breast. It was too much for Julie and me.
“Now!,” I managed to mumble out.
From behind me Tisha said, “On the count of five, put the pillow over Julie’s head and bury yours in it as well.”
“Five. Four. Three.” I was ready and started to lower my head. “Two. One,” Tisha counted.
With that, Tisha turned on the vibrator. Julie and I went wild and my cock seemed to double in size instantly. Julie was moaning loudly in the pillow as was I. I got a grip and came up for air when Tisha poked her finger in my ass, shoving it all the way in.
Well a guy can handle only so much. As I started to cum, I could feel Julie’s pussy muscle contracting on my cock. I put my head back in the pillow and started to shoot my load. The orgasm seemed to have lasted nearly a minute. When I was spent, I just rolled off of Julie panting like I had been in a marathon running race.
Tisha had turned off the vibrator and removed it from Julie and was sitting with her legs crossed at the head of the bed watching us.
“Beautiful,” Tisha said, “simply beautiful. I got off with my hand watching you two get off. Damn Julie, you are something else.” There still stuck in Tisha’s pussy was the big vibrator. I laughed a little.
Tisha smiled and said, “It’ll come out when its ready too.”
Recovering enough to talk, Julie said,” This is what I knew it would be like. Thank you both. Then she started to sob a little. “No,” said Julie, “These are happy tears. I’ll be all right in a minute.”
I went over to her and hugged her closely, putting her head on my chest. This was odd I thought. I was comforting my little sister who had just had her first experience with intercourse. We gave sexual pleasure to each other, and two minutes later I was holding her as her brother. This is confusing. It may have been wrong, but I didn’t feel that way. It was loving, lustful, and damn neat.
Tisha started to laugh a little and covered her mouth. I was a bit insulted, as was Julie when Tisha pointed to Julie’s pussy. We all looked and started to giggle too. Hanging three inches out of Julie’s vagina was a green rubber oozing cum onto my bed.
Julie paused in her giggling and said, “Well darling...looks like you get to sleep on the wet spot.”
We all nearly fell over laughing. We were all getting sleepy but the clock said that it was just 11:15 p.m.
Julie said, “Boy am I sticky...yuuuuck. If this kind of activity didn’t feel as good as it does, there would be no incentive. You know you both look great. Nice bodies, yum. The light is reflecting off of the sweat, cum, and pussy juice covering you both, and your hair is a mess. Tisha has a big wad of yuck matted in her hair and Greg’s little patch of hair above his cock smells like a fish kill.” She was serious and it was hysterical funny.
“Look at yourself in the mirror, Julie,” said Tisha.
Julie turned to face the mirror and was startled for a moment.
“God, it looks like someone ran over my boobs with a Roto-Tiller.”
Tisha said, “You know Julie’s right. Let’s take a shower and clean up for the next round.”
“The next round,” we both said at the same time.
“Yes, the next round. It was my gift, and I still haven’t had the pleasure.”
“Oh yes my dear you have,” I replied, “The dildo that just fell out of your love hold is a testament to that.”
“Hard plastic is no substitute for a real cock, and the vibrator is just a bonus with a battery,” replied Tisha.
“She’s right. I’m going to die tonight, but Tisha is going to have her way with me, but our shower is going to be too noisy. It connects to the Master Suite down stairs. We’ll have to use Julie’s big shower. Besides, it has enough room to enjoy the shower.”
Julie’s shower was directly over the living room and you could never hear the water running in her bath room. As we all got up to go across the hall we carted our bed cloths with us, just in case. Julie took three extra rubbers and I nearly fainted when I saw her do that. Tisha straightened up my bed and put the rest of the rubbers back in the bag and under my bed where she had found them. Pausing a moment, Tisha made the bed appear like I had just rolled out of it. We turned off the lights and went across the hall. Julie was walking a little funny and we all knew why. We had to try not to laugh aloud.
In Julie’s bathroom, we walked into her large shower. It had four shower heads. Three were fixed in the wall, and the fourth was detachable and had a metal hose that was about four feet long. The shower was big enough for four adults and there were seats built into three of the rounded corners.
We got in and I sat down on one of the seats while Julie was the first to turn on the shower. The cool tile wall felt good on my back, its curved surface covered nearly all of my back. Tisha got her shower running and the mist was starting to cover me. I needed to get wet so I got up and started too. We were all acting like this was a normal activity. Nobody was talking, just bathing in the way we always did.
I turned around letting the water soak my back, looked for the drain closest to me, held my cock and started a yellow stream aimed at the drain. “What in the hell are you doing Greg,” said Julie with astonishment.
“It’s called pissing. Isn’t that obvious.”
“You pee in the toilet, not the shower,”
“Same drain, what’s the difference?”
“Aim and hit the center drain,” said Tisha. Both of the girls had just stopped and were watching the sight.
Boasting a massive stream I couldn’t resist the temptation and I aimed at it with a high arc. There was yellow pee arching four feet in the air and hitting the drain square.
“Well I’ll be,” said Julie. “Never saw this before, wish I could do it.”
“Go ahead and try,” said Tisha. “Just lay down first.”
Julie looked at Tisha and said. “Go ahead brave one. I’ll watch.”
“Don’t need to,” said Tisha, “I can aim pretty good standing up. I had to practice this when I was at camp doing it in the great out doors. I hated squatting in the grass. It was like there was some big hairy bug waiting to latch on to my butt. I felt very exposed. One of the girls showed me a neat trick.”
Tisha took two fingers and separating her labia while pulling her pussy lips up. There was a dribble and then a stream. She controlled the flow by adjusting her fingers. I had never seen a girl piss before and it was, well... quite exciting. Tisha was aiming at the drain in the center. I had already finished and squatted down for a closer look.
“Fascinating,” was all I could say.
“Well I’ll be damned,” said Julie, “this is incredible.”
“It's easy, really. You have to practice a few times to get the feel of it. It's hard resisting the temptation to spread your legs. If you do that or don’t hold your fingers right, the stuff just flies everywhere.”
Julie was facing Tisha in the center of the shower and I was just a little off to one side. Julie turned down the water in her shower to a dribble, propped her back against the wall and imitated what she had seen Tisha do.
“Gee, I gota go bad too,” Julie said.
Nothing was happening and Tisha spoke up. “Don’t worry sis,” she said, “your body doesn’t have permission to pee standing up. You are going to have to be patient.”
It was quite a sight. Julie’s back was against the wall with her feet about 18 inches from the wall with her knees bent. She had her legs separated a little, and two fingers running vertically down her pussy separating those luscious pussy lips. Her eyes were closed concentrating.
All of a sudden a huge stream started to fly. It was a bigger stream than I had boldly displayed, and it hit me squares in the neck. It startled me and I just stood up. By then, Julie had opened her eyes and started to smile. Tisha didn’t have to smile she was already laughing.
It was warm and it felt good. It was hitting me in the stomach and flowing over my cock and balls.
Julie moved away from the wall and got the stream under control. She started playing with the direction and finally nailed Tisha.
“I never thought watching a girl piss would turn me on, “ I said.
“Greg, from what I gather, anything can turn on a man. This just proves it, “said Julie.”
We all went back to showering but made it brief. Didn’t want to take too great a chance. After that we went into Julie’s bedroom.
“Greg,” Tisha asked, “where did you get that bag of rubbers?”
“Millie gave them to me the night after she caught me and Julie fucking around in this very room. She was worried about you girls getting pregnant and wanted me to make sure that you didn’t.”
“Greg,” thanks for thinking of if when you did, “I’ve been having my period for a year now and I could have gotten pregnant. I was just too hot, I didn’t even care, let alone think of the consequences. I really love you know,” Julie said as serious as I had ever heard her say anything.
Let me get this straight, said Tisha. “Millie caught you and Julie, together, fucking around.”
“Uh, huh,” we both said.
“When was this?”
“Three nights ago,” I answered.
“Well,” said Tisha, “tell me the story.”
Julie started the story at the high point. “...and then he walked out of my bathroom, bare ass naked with a rock solid hard-on, and accused me of stealing your vibrator.”
She was on a roll. “....and then I guided his cock to my ass hole where he fucked me till I came....boy did I come. And that’s when Millie came out of the bathroom, said a few words to us, and left, locking my bathroom door in the hall as she slipped out.”
The rest of the story didn’t take long. Tisha was quite surprised by the whole thing. Not just me and Julie, but especially Millie. After we were finished Tisha said. “So Julie, the first time you and Greg got together was just the other night.”
“Uh huh. Why?”
“Just curious, I guess.”
Although it was relatively early, I was starting to want to go to sleep. While the girls were talking I laid down on Julie’s bed. They continued to talk for awhile, and I started to drift off.
My eyes opened slowly as I felt a warm sensation and my hips moving in rhythm. When they opened fully, Julie had my cock in her mouth and Tisha was telling her how to suck on it.
“Feel nice, Greg,” asked Tisha? I just nodded my head indicating a yes.
Soon Julie was taking about two thirds of my five inch cock. My cock was actually longer and a little thicker than the small vibrator and not as big as the larger one.
Soon Tisha said, “Ok Julie that’s enough. Greg, please suck my pussy a little. Then I want you inside of me.”
I had her lay down on the bed with her feel dangling over the side like Julie was the other night. I took a position between her legs sitting on the floor. I took my finger and started to run it down her slit very gently. Then I used two fingers to do the same thing but I tightened them as I passed over her clit. Julie was sitting at the foot of the bed just watching.
Then I started using both hands and more pressure. They moved from the top of her pubic hair, tugging at it as I moved down to massaged her nearly hairless labia with my thumbs. Finally I opened her labia with my fingers, spread them wide and with the tip of my tongue, lightly flicked her clit. Tisha started moving her hips to and fro and my tongue started moving in circles around her clit, then down to her vagina. Finally I started to suck on her clit putting it between my tongue and teeth gently for friction.
Soon Tisha’s juices were flowing. She rose up to a sitting position and motioned me to come up on the bed.
I was as hard as a rock when I saw her legs spread and inviting. Her breasts were swollen again and I couldn’t resist touching them.
“I better get another rubber Tish,” I said.
“Don’t bother Greg, I’ve been on the pill for six months. You don’t need one.”
Tisha guided my cock to her pussy. As the head entered I was amazed at how different her pussy felt than Julie’s. It was… well, lumpier inside and it felt great. It also seemed to slope down different than Julie’s pussy. Tisha had a very tight pussy too.
As I entered slowly, I could feel the heat of it. Her pussy was hot. When I had extended myself to the hilt, I looked at Tisha’s eyes. They were dreamy and far away.
“Oh Greg, that feels just so nice. Keep doing it slow, please.”
I did as I was asked and I took long slow strokes almost removing myself completely when I retracted from her. As we progressed, I asked Tisha to lay on her side. She did so, and with me on my knees I was stroking her sideways which really felt nice.
Soon Tisha asked me to lie down on my back. As I did so she mounted me from above. With my hands now free, I could massage her tits and when I started, Tisha moaned with delight. She was riding me faster and faster. I started pinching her tits and then she did the same to me. It was startling and unexpected but felt real good. The harder I pinched the harder she pinched. Soon we were in a frenzy but I had to get back on top, I needed to thrust to my rhythm. As we switched we noticed that Julie was asleep at the foot of the bed. Tisha got on her knees, doggy style and beckoned me to continue.
I slipped into her hole and continued to thrust, but a bit more slowly. Again it felt different. As I grabbed her ass and hips I found that by straightening my back, I could watch my cock stroke her pussy. It was exciting watching the skin of her vagina protrude from her as I pulled out while it was gripping my cock, and disappear when I thrusted in.
By this time an hour ago, I would have cum. But now I was enjoying this and I didn’t want the experience to end.
Soon I took my thumb and started massaging her ass hole. Tisha moaned with delight.
“Put it inside Greg,” she requested.
I slipped it in. As I did so I could feel the pressure of my thumb on the top of my cock as it went in and out. Tisha started to have an orgasm. She was being quiet about it. Soon I felt her pussy shudder and contract on my cock. I wanted to cum but for some reason I couldn’t. Her contractions subsided, but I felt a renewed flow of moisture from her pussy. I reached up to the headboard and grabbed a couple of tissues and wiped my cock and her pussy. As I did so, Tisha once again laid on her back. As I returned my cock to her pussy, Tisha was startled.
“Didn’t you cum?” She asked.
“Not yet Tish.”
“Good,” was all she said.
I started moving in and out, faster and faster. Tisha reached up and started to pinch my nipples again. Tish was starting to cum again, and....so was I. Soon the long strokes and tightness of her pussy contractions gave me this feeling that I too was ready. This time it came slowly but much more intense than I had experienced before.
My piston action was like a steam locomotive. I had to lie down on Tisha to continue. Her contractions built up, tighter and tighter and then I could feel the heat of my semen flowing through my cock. I went rigid as I came. From the top of my head to the tips of my toes I came and came and came. She grabbed and pulled me close to her. We rolled over on our side and kissed each other passionately and deeply. We hugged each other so hard we could scarcely breathe. Soon the thrusting stopped. We just lay there quietly for a long time without saying a word.
Finally Tisha said. “Greg, I came three times, each climax more intense than the last. It was the best, the very best.”
“I’ve never had an orgasm that was that intense nor lasted as long either,” I said. “That was a good a graduation present as I ever received Tisha. I will never forget this night beautiful sister of mine. Not ever.”
We kissed each other sweetly then sat up. Tisha had grabbed some more tissue to clean up with when she looked at me and said, “Greg, you filled me up. I’ve never had this much stuff come out before; it must have been really intense like you said.”
Julie was still naked laying at the foot of the bed with her one leg straight, the other curled up.
“She’s beautiful too Greg, don’t you think so.”
“You both are. Both beautiful in different ways and you both feel different inside.”
“What is Julie’s best feature, Greg.”
“Her long, thick lipped pussy, with that huge clit set high atop that mountainous pubic arch,” I said.
“Waxing poetic on me.”
“Yea, I guess so.” I replied.
I moved my position down toward Julie. Her clit had retracted just inside her pussy lips, but I couldn’t resist. I started sucking on Julie’s pussy while she was asleep. Tisha joined me and soon Julie’s clit was swollen again like a mini penis. I just separated her lips and started sucking on it. Soon Julie was awake and moaned her way to another orgasm.
After ten minutes we got up, straightened up the room and said good night to Julie. She was asleep before we left the room. We both returned to my room tidied it up and I kissed Tisha good night as she slipped to her room through the connecting door of the bathroom. Within minutes I was dead asleep.