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   Ellen

   by

   Emerson Laken-Palmer

   Part 16.



   I looked at her, astonished.  "You mean you and Phil....."

   Her face went red with anger at me.  "HELL NO!  What do you think we
are?"

   "Yeah," Phil jumped in, "what are you....sick?"

   They took me home.  Everyone was asleep.  I looked in my sister's room
on my way to bed.  She was sleeping soundly.  I had the crazy idea of going
to her bed and feeling her pussy while she was asleep.

   I shook that idiotic thought from my mind and went to my room to jack
off (thinking about Ellen) and sleep.



   The next day, at school, I was horny as a goat.  All the girls just
seemed to look terrific and I fantasized about fucking all of them or
eating their pussies.  I couldn't wait to get home to relieve my sexual
desire with Ellen.

   When I got home, Ellen was already there.  Her chubby friend Kathy was
with her and they were working on some class project.  I sat in the living
room and watched them work at the dining room table.

   Ellen was wearing a short skirt that really enhanced her young figure.
Her top buttoned and she had one too many unbuttoned so I could see flashes
of her white bra when she bent over the table to point something out to
Kathy.

   Looking at her was driving me mad.

   Why did she have to have KATHY here?  Why couldn't we be alone?  After a
time, Ellen went into the kitchen to get a snack for her and her friend.  I
jumped up and followed her in.

   I walked up behind her, as she looked in the cupboard, and put my arms
around her so that my hands were on her breasts and I pushed my hard-on
against the crack of her ass.

   "What are you doing?" she said in a testy voice and she pulled my hands
from her.

   "I want you," I said to her as she turned to face me.

   "Are you CRAZY?" she said, her eyes wide with a look of disgust.

   "What do you mean?" I asked, angry now that she implied that I was nuts.

   "Kathy's here," she said, "and besides...  I don't want to do that kind
of dirty thing anymore."

   I was totally baffled now.  I looked it, too.

   Ellen walked away from me, to the refrigerator.  She took out some
sandwich meat and mustard.  I watched her make two sandwiches but all the
while I stared at her cleavage (between the part of her blouse).  She
noticed me and looked down at her chest.  She made a grunt of disapproval
and buttoned the top two buttons.

   "Is that ALL you ever think about?" she asked, with a tone of disdain.

   "I'm HORNY!" I pleaded at her.

   Ellen made a face and gestured for me to quiet down.  "Go jack off
then," she said in a bitchy voice, and then she took the food out to Kathy.

   Damn her!  I thought, as I stood alone now in the kitchen.  I was really
getting pissed because she was coming on with such an attitude and making
me feel like some kind of a sicko (which, I guess, I was!)

   I stormed up to my room and turned the stereo up loud, to try and drown
my horniness and my shame with the music, but it didn't work.  I really
needed to get a nut off.  That would relieve this damnable urge.  I lay on
the bed and whipped it out, jacking it with urgency.  But the damned thing
didn't want my hand, it wanted pussy.  Real pussy!  Pussy that I should be
able to have because she was just downstairs!  But all I had was my hand
and it wasn't enough.  I needed more to be able to "get off."

   I got up and went into the bathroom, looking for my sister's panties.  I
figured that if I could just smell her pussy again (while I jacked off),
that would be enough.

   There were no panties there, though.

   Now I ran downstairs to the basement and the laundry hamper.  I tore
through the dirty clothes, tossing them on the floor, looking for what I
needed.  I found not one, but three pairs of panties, all with nice pussy
deposits in the crotches.  I was going to sniff each to select the spiciest
pair but then I suddenly had a terrible thought: Were all of these Ellen's?
Or was one of them Mom's?

   God, I didn't want to smell the old lady's underpants!

   I looked for the labels, inside the silky garments, to see what the
sizes were.





   Ellen

   by

   Emerson Laken-Palmer

   Part 17.





   They were all size 5.  Did that mean Mom or Ellen?  Shit!

   With no panties to smell I just left the house and took a long run to
try and exercise away my craving.

   That night, I watched Ellen closely as she ate dinner across from me. 
Damn she looked good.  That long, blond hair.  Those full, pouty lips of
hers.  The twin swells of her breasts in her blouse.  She didn't seem to be
looking over at me at all.  She was just talking about school and her
friends with Mom and Dad.

   Was she serious, this afternoon, when she had said that she didn't want
to have sex anymore?  I couldn't believe that.  Not after as far as we had
gone with each other.  I knew that I could talk her into screwing again if
I could just get her alone.

   "Ellie," I asked, "would you like to go to a movie, with me, tonight?" I
figured that I could stop and fuck her, in the back seat of my car, on the
way home.

   She looked at me with a non-committal face.  "Thanks Danny, but Kathy's
coming back to help me finish my project."

   Shit!  Did she smile a little after she refused?  Did she know what I
wanted?

   "That's sweet, Danny," Mom said, "taking your sister to a movie.  You
never asked her before."

   I looked quickly down at my plate.  I didn't want Mom or Dad to EVER
imagine what was going on.  "Oh, I just didn't want to go alone...."

   Suddenly an idea hit me.  I looked over at Mom.  "Hey, how would you and
Dad like to go to a show?  My treat!" That would get them out of the house
and leave me alone with Ellen.

   "Oh, that's nice of you to offer, son," Dad said, "but I'm bushed.  I
think I'll hit the hay early tonight."

   And everybody stayed home.

   Kathy came back over and she and my sister worked on school shit until
eleven when Kathy had to go home.  Being late, Kathy asked me to drive her,
which I did.  When I got back home, the lights were out and Ellen had gone
to bed.

   What a bitch!

   I lay in my room, jittery from horniness and jostled and turned until I
finally fell asleep.



   When I awoke I felt something strange in the darkness.  I looked at the
clock: it was well after midnight.  I rolled on my side and was surprised
to see two wide eyes staring at me and the smell of sweet breath in my
face. It was Ellen!

   I put my hands on her, under the blankets.  She was completely naked.

   "What are you doing in here?"

   "I want some sex," she whispered, "don't you?"

   "What if we're caught?"

   "Mom and Dad are sleeping.  I checked before I came in here."

   God, she pissed me off!  Why didn't she do it with me, when I wanted it,
earlier?

   "What makes you think I want it now?" I asked.

   She reached into my shorts and squeezed my dick.  It jumped to rock-hard
life.

   "Are you kidding?" she whispered.

   Damn her!  She really had a power over me that I could not control.

   She pulled the blankets off of us and I could see her beautiful, budding
body in the moonlight from the bedroom window.  Her tits were so firm and
stood out from her chest and her large nipples were softly erect.  As she
leaned over and coaxed my shorts off, her soft, blond hair tickled my
chest.

   "Really Sis," I whispered, "I'm tired and you had your chance this
afternoon...."

   She moved her warm, naked body to me and pushed her soft lips to mine,
holding my stiff, exposed dick in her diminutive hand and squeezing it.

   It was more than ready.

   "Stop talking," she whispered, "I want to fuck!"

   She got to her knees and then she straddled my prone body so that her
pussy was over my loins.  I looked down and I could see the open cleft at
her fuzzy crotch.  She reached under her, to my dick, and steered it as she
lowered herself down.  The sensitive head (of my cock) felt the hot, wet
contact of her pussy and started bucking already.  It was thrilling as she
slowly settled on it, taking it in to her carefully because of her extreme
tightness.  When she was fully on me, and our pubic bones were meshed, I
could feel the roof of her insides pressing on my dick-head.  It was
wonderful!

   I ran my hands up and down the sides of her soft, curvy body as she sat
still on me, her face showing a curious grimace.

   Ellen

   by

   Emerson Laken-Palmer

   Part 18.







   "Are you alright?" I asked.

   "God, you're so BIG," she quietly squealed, as she sat there, with her
eyes closed, waiting to get used to me.  I reached up and grasped her warm
breasts, squeezing lightly.  I couldn't keep myself from pushing my shaft
up, into her, from the bed.  Man, my little sister felt so good!  Just
being inside her again was ecstasy!

   Then she put her hands on my shoulders, as she leaned over me, and Ellen
started to slowly screw herself on my cock.

   It was heaven!  I strained up with my head and took one of her nipples
into my mouth.  It was thumb-tip sized and soft and tasted slightly salty.
I began to suck on it as she fucked me, still squeezing her other firm,
breast in my hand.

   "Oh yes!" she whispered, "that feels so good!  Suck on it, Danny!"

   After only a few moments, I was ready to spurt!  I pulled my mouth from
her tit and pulled her upper body down, motionless, on top of me.

   "Stop or I'll cum in you," I urgently whispered.

   "Okay," she panted in my ear, "let's just lay and feel each other until
your cum feeling goes away."

   God!  It was harder to be motionless, inside of her, than it sounded.  I
hugged her soft, slim body tightly to me for a time, feeling her chest
heaving with her excited breathing and her fragrant hair on my face and her
hot pussy clasping at my sensitive, rigid cock.

   After at time, my feeling of orgasm subsided a little and I started to
thrust my cock up into her again to show her that I was ready.  Ellen got
up on her arms and she began to fuck me some more, churning her pubic bone
on mine as my cock pressed deeply into her hot, restrictive belly.

   The smell of her sex filled my nostrils as I looked down and watched her
curvy hips working in a fuck motion.  I could hear the squishy sound of her
pussy now, as she worked it on me.  I could also see, at her flat lower
stomach, her little, ash-blonde pubic patch meshing, in sexual intercourse,
with my, brillo-like, black hair.  God!  The sight made me want to boil
over with cum again and I quickly pulled her back down and held her body
motionless, against me, once more.

   "Oh, I was so close!" she breathlessly cried in my ear.

   "God you feel so good, Ellie!  I can hardly stand it!  You're going to
make me cum in you if you don't stop!"

   My sister cried noises of frustration on top of me and began to kiss my
ear and my neck and my chin and my cheeks as I lay under her and tried to
calm myself down.

   "Make me cum," she breathlessly whispered between her kisses.  "I want
to cum, Danny.  I need to cum.  I want to feel what it's like to cum with
you inside me."

   Ellen tried to work her pussy on my sensation receptive cock but I
quickly grabbed her round, baby-soft ass and held it firmly to keep her
from pushing me over the edge.  We lay for a time more, holding our naked
bodies tightly together and panting into each others' ears.  We were
becoming slick with sexual heat and perspiration as we clung to one another
in the darkened room.

   "Okay," I finally whispered, as I realized that I had calmed down a
little bit.  "But go slow, Ellie."

   Ellen grabbed my shoulders tightly and pushed her upper body back up
over me.  I could see her eyes close and her face take on a determined,
dreamy expression as she started to resume her fucking motion on me.  I
again took her sweaty breast into my mouth and sucked its large, hard
nipple as I grasped the curves of her hips and felt the urgency of her
quickening fuck movements.  I tried, with all of my might, not to even
think about cumming as she strongly gyrated her sexy little body on me.

   Ellen bent her head down to my ear and whispered, "I'm almost there,
Danny.  I want you to kiss me, real hard, while I cum."

   I moved my mouth to find hers and, as our tongues entwined, I felt her
body suddenly go rigid.  She started to moan into my face, through her
nose, and her lips clamped tighter on mine and she began to suck my mouth
violently.  I could feel her pussy spasm and it started to squeeze my dick
with a velvety wet clamp as she ground her little pussy, fast and hard, on
my dick bone.

   It took all the strength I had to keep myself from erupting into her.  I
strained against my approaching orgasm and I pushed my cock up into her and
waited until she had fully climaxed and, at the first hint of her relaxing,
I pulled her back down on top of me and held her tightly.

   Ellen

   by

   Emerson Laken-Palmer

   Part 19.





   She pulled her mouth away from mine and said, "Oh, God!" And then she
pulled her lower body up so that my swollen dick pulled out of her with a
loud, wet, suction sound.  "Oh God, Danny," she repeated, breathlessly. 
"It's so sensitive now.  I can't have it inside me anymore."

   "What?" I asked in her ear.

   She lay herself back down on me so that her fuzzy pubic mound rested on
my throbbing cock.  "I'm tingling all over, Danny.  I think I'm still
cumming!  Ohhhh!  It was wonderful," she cooed in my ear, "but my pussy
just tickles too much now to have you in me anymore."

   "But what about me?  How do I get off?"

   She was quiet for a moment and then she said, "I'll work it out of you
with my hand again."

   Well, I reasoned, I really didn't want to take the chance of cumming in
her....  I was so horny now that anything would feel good.  But, in my
hormonal rage, an idea came to me.

   "Ellie," I asked, "do you think you could put it in your mouth?"

   "What?"

   "You know...."

   "Blow you?" She sounded irate and she lifted her head from my shoulder
and looked directly at me.  "I'm not going to blow you, Danny!"

   "God, Ellie!  I licked your pussy!"

   "Yeah, but you like it!"

   "No I don't," I lied, "I did it for YOU.  So you would get pleasure. 
Couldn't you do the same for me?"

   She was quiet for a while and she bent her head so that her forehead was
touching my collar bone.  I wondered what was going through her mind.

   "Well, okay," she said reluctantly, "but don't you dare cum in my
mouth!"

   "Oh, never!" I said.

   Ellen sat up and leaned over and suddenly the room was full of light. 
She had turned on the lamp.

   "What?"

   "I want to see it," she said, as she moved to sit, cross legged, next to
my thighs, "I want to see it when you cum."

   "Yeah, sure."

   I looked down at her pretzeled little body as she leaned over my dick
and held it in her hand.  She gazed at it, pasty with her drying moisture,
for long moments.  "It smells like pussy," she observed, crinkling her
nose. "Shouldn't you go clean it?"

   "No," I assured her, "it's YOUR pussy!"

   She shrugged and dropped her tongue to the tip of it.  The warm, wet
contact made me shiver.

   "This is so nasty," she whispered, looking at me over the top of my dick
and grinning in pained embarrassment, "I can't believe I'm doing this." But
then she put the head between her lips and softly sucked on it.

   Son of a bitch it was spectacular!  My cock just thrilled from it.

   She pulled her face back a little and now seemed to be minutely
examining my shaft and my balls for a few moments.  A drop of excited
pre-cum appeared out of the opening of my dick as she held it firmly in her
hand.

   She turned her head to me, pulling her hair over so that I could see her
pretty face.  Then my little sister started to jerk me off, leaning down to
just lick or kiss the head every so often.

   "Put it in your mouth," I softly instructed.

   Ellen made a sour face but she bent over and put the head between her
lips again, sucking now as she jacked me.  She scraped me with her teeth a
couple of times (at first) but, as she got used to what she was doing, I
could sense that she was becoming interested in how to please me and that
she was actually getting into it herself.

   Her eyes closed (the way they did when she was kissing) and her sucking
and jacking soon began to feel deliciously sensual and wondrous.  After a
time, she started to slowly lick my cock, from the base to the tip, with
long, wet tongue strokes, as she gripped my shaft and squeezed it.  The
sensations made me whimper and lift my ass from the bed.

   "Does this feel good?" she asked, smiling coyly as she looked up my body
at me.





   Ellen

   by

   Emerson Laken-Palmer

   Part 20.





   "Hell, yes!" I quietly squealed.

   Now she swirled her tongue around the throbbing head, causing me to gasp
and clutch at my bed sheets.  Then it seemed like she was trying to see
just how much of me she could take into her pretty mouth.  She began
squeezing my balls gently, with one hand, as she pumped the base of my
shaft with the other and lowered her face to my loins so that my cock head
pushed deep into her hot, sucking mouth.  I could feel her breath on my
pubic hair and hear the baby-like sounds she made as she nursed on me and
her tender tongue worked at tickling my most sensitive area.  It charged me
with an almost unbearable, compelling ecstacy.

   I could feel my balls tighten, as she cradled them in her hand, and they
began to gush with my load.  I reached quickly down and pulled her hair
back so that I could see my cock disappearing into that sweet mouth.......

   "I'm cumming!" I urgently whispered and she pulled her face back as if
my dick had been a snake.  She kept jacking me though and you should have
seen her eyes light up, like a kid on Christmas morning, when I started to
spurt huge, milky wads into the air.

   "Wow!" she exclaimed, as she looked down at my dick and the pearly cum
that was shooting out and then oozing from the tip and dripping down the
shaft and over her jacking hand.  She was smiling brightly at what she had
done.

   Then, to my awe, Ellen suddenly leaned over and took the, sperm coated,
head of my dick into her mouth and sucked on it, thrilling me beyond belief
as I felt her draw out the last of my orgasm and my thick jizz along with
it.

   When I was fully spent, she pulled her mouth from me and sat up, licking
my cum from her pretty lips with a thoughtful expression on her face, as if
she were testing a recipe that she had concocted.  Then she looked at me,
pulling her long blond hair around to the back of her head again, and said,
matter-of-factly, "Your cum isn't so icky, I guess.  It's kind of bitter
though," she casually stated, "but it's sweet...  with a sort of a pepper
taste to it."

   That's when we heard our parents door open and Ellen quickly reached
over and turned out the light.

   We sat together in the darkness and listened to the sounds of Dad taking
a squirt.  Then the toilet flushed and we heard him go back to bed.

   Ellen got up and pulled her night-shirt on over her head.

   "Thank's Ellie," I said, "that was great!"

   She leaned over the bed and kissed me with a passionate, open mouth.  I
could taste my sperm on her tongue as she did it.  When she pulled her lips
away, she looked into my eyes and sweetly whispered, "I love you, Danny."
Then she stood up and quietly left the room.



   Chapter 5



   The next morning, I drove Ellen to school with me.  She was very quiet
on the way.

   "What's with you?" I asked as I parked the Firebird.

   "I don't know," she answered.  "I feel kind of funny this morning."

   "What do you mean "funny"?"

   "I don't know, Danny.  I just don't feel right about last night.  I
mean, it felt really good and all...  I just feel really guilty and dirty
about it now.  I always do afterwards.  And I sucked your cock," she added
in a pained whisper.

   "Oh Ellen, a lot of girls do that..."

   "Not nice ones, Danny."

   "Ellen, you're a nice girl.  You're the nicest girl I can think of."

   "You don't think I'm like a whore or something?" Her little voice
trembled on the edge of tears.  "Danny, I'm only fifteen!"

   I leaned over and hugged her (looking around to make sure that nobody
saw me).

   "No, Ellie," I told her, "you're just as sweet as can be.  Don't think
about it that way.  It felt great to me.  I really loved it!"

   Ellen hugged me back and opened the car door.  "Just don't ask me to do
it again," she said, wiping her wet cheeks with her fingertips.