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 More To love part 4a

   Stacy Wilkins woke up horny., her body burning with sexual energy.  Her
teenage nipples were hard, her virgin teenage cunt lips were red and puffy,
and she was so moist, she had left a wet spot under her plump teenage ass.
She had slept nude for the first time in her life, just in case her
stepbrother Brad had wanted to relieve both of them of their virginity. 
She would have let him do it, but she would have made him use a rubber. 
She had other plans for her first full on sexual encounter, but she had
been in a constant state of horniness since Brad had got her hot and
bothered on Friday night.  That's why she had let him seduce her the
previous day.  Something had been awakened in her that she could not fight
if she wanted to.  She had agreed to pose nude for him, and she had let him
cum in her mouth, after he had eaten her virgin pussy till she had covered
his face with young girly cum.  He had wanted to fuck her then and there,
but she wanted something special for her first time.  Stacy had awakened
from a very erotic dream.  She had been in her bed, making love with her
stepbrother Brad.  He was on top of her, his cock buried to the hilt in her
hot wet snatch.  She was wearing white stockings and a lacy white garter
belt.  Brad had removed the matching bra and panties already.  He was
pumping in and out of her, looking deep into her eyes.  Her back was arched
and she was lifting herself from the bed, rising to meet him with each
thrust.  He was filling her deliciously, and she was on the verge of an
enormous orgasm.  Brad closed his eyes and said; "Stacy, I'm going to cum
in you".  He pulled almost completely out of her tight young cunt, and
rammed his hard dick back into her, withdrawing again, then plunging back
in again, his balls hitting her ass.  His dick began to squirt hot gobs of
white spunk into the depths or her teenage snatch, setting off her own
orgasm.  Her cunt began to spasm, gripping and milking Brad's cock,
squeezing every drop of hot cum from it.  He had given one last thrust,
then collapsed on top of her.  She wrapped her legs around him, not wanting
him to leave her body.  He lifted himself off of her, and kissed her
deeply. They were joined at the crotch, Stacy's legs keeping Brad from
withdrawing.  His cum began to run out of her snatch, dripping down between
her ass cheeks.  She enjoyed the feeling of her brother's seed oozing out
of her; it was an ending to a wonderful tangle with ecstasy.  And just a
temporary ending, she knew that this was just a start of many sexual
explorations with Brad.  She had awakened from the dream at that point.,
impossibly horny.  She knew Brad would not be awake for hours, he had been
as exhausted as she, if not more.  She was proud of the way she had taken
care of him.  As strange as it seemed, he was now her man, and she was his
woman.  She wanted him now, but she also wanted to wait.  The lingerie in
the dream was a real thing, it belonged to an older friend of hers.  She
planned on borrowing it to arouse Brad.  She wanted their first time to be
the greatest.  But right now, her cunt felt empty, she wanted it filled
with something soon.  An odd thought popped into her head, and she decided
to go with it.  Stacy went into the kitchen naked, savoring the feeling of
running around the house exposed.  It made her feel quite naughty, knowing
that she and Brad, her stepbrother lover were alone together, and that he
might wake by chance, and see her nude teenage body, and it would excite
him.  She had never felt more secure and more wanted and loved in her life.
The pain of losing her father was passing.  She would never lose it
completely, but becoming a woman, even at this early age was taking
precedent.  She remembered what she had come to the kitchen for, and opened
the refrigerator door.  She gasped as the cold air hit her naked skin,
making her young nipples harden more.  She found the package of hot dogs,
and took one out, smiling wickedly.  She put the rest back, and closed the
refrigerator.  She put the hot dog in the microwave long enough to remove
the chill, then went back to her room, stopping by the bathroom to get some
vaseline, and a towel.  She laid the towel on her bed, and then laid down
on it, spreading her legs wide.  She dipped her fingers into the vaseline,
and then slowly inserted her finger into her twat.  It was tight going, but
she took her time and slowly worked her finger in and out, till the fit was
just snug.  She then greased up a second finger, and worked the two of them
up into herself, gasping with pleasure at the feeling of her fingers
invading her hole.  When she felt she had prepared her pussy for what she
had planned, she removed her fingers, then stuck the hot dog into the
vaseline, then placing it at the entrance to her snatch.  She rubbed it
around the entrance to her wet hole, then began to slowly slide it up into
her virgin snatch.  She moaned in pleasure as the warm cock substitute
started to fill her young cunt.  She pushed more and more of the makeshift
dildo into her waiting cunt, savoring the feeling.  She pushed until it was
almost inside her, then pulled it almost completely out.  The feeling was
almost indescribable.  She arched her back and drew in a deep breath.  She
plunged the hot dog back into her tight teenage twat, and began to fuck
herself with the fake dick It wasn't long before she could feel another
orgasm building deep inside her.  She pushed and pulled the hot dog in and
out faster and faster, till her hand became a blur.  The orgasm hit her,
and her hands went numb for a moment, losing her grip on the meat dildo. 
The spasms of her inner muscles shot the hot dog from her cunt, and onto
the floor.  Stacy was in the throes of pleasure, so she didn't even notice
till the orgasm had passed, and she felt her cunt empty again, But now she
was satisfied for the moment.  She could now go get the birth control foam,
and the sexy outfit from her friend.  She picked up the hot dog to put in
the disposal, and stripped her bed to wash the sheets for later.  She took
a shower and dressed, then leaving a note for Brad, set off on her bike for
her errands.  Brad Wilkins woke up frazzled.  His life had changed in
volumes over the last forty-eight hours.  He had taken the first steps in
becoming a man.  He had seduced his chosen lover, his own stepsister, and
had great oral sex with her.  He had gone down on her wildly, and she had
responded likewise, cumming in his face with wave after wave of teenage
pussy juice, which he had lovingly licked from her cunt.  He had wanted to
fuck her then and there, and had put on a rubber to do so.  Stacy had
surprised him by giving him a blowjob instead, saying she wanted to get
other protection, so she could feel his hot cum inside her.  She also
wanted to get fucked in her bed.  He didn't blame her for either, a girls
first time was special to her.  She had let him cum in her mouth, another
surprise.  He figured she would jack him off at the end.  But she had
swallowed every drop.  It had made him feel extra special, for he had heard
around school that most girls didn't do that.  He loved Stacy even more for
that gift.  Brad had slept nude on the off chance that Stacy would change
her mind, and come into his room and offer herself to him.  He knew how
horny she was, he could sense it somehow.  The bond between them had
changed.  They were lovers now, even if they hadn't fully consummated the
relationship.  She was his woman now, even at fourteen, and he was her man.
He was beginning to feel protective of her, so when he walked out naked to
the kitchen and found her note, he almost got dressed and went after her.
But he thought about it, and decided that a woman getting ready for a date
was her private and intimate business..  Besides he thought, I have some
preparing to do myself.  So he showered and left a note for Stacy, just in
case she came back first, and took off on his own bike.  Stacy rode her
bike to her friend Bridgette's house.  Bridgette was a teacher's assistant
at her school, and like Stacy was a bit on the chubby side.  Although five
years older, Bridgette was pretty much the same size as Stacy.  She had
been Stacy's confidant about all things womanly that she couldn't talk to
her mom about.  She had discussed the situation with Brad, and Bridgette
had told Stacy about her relationship with her cousin,.  She and her cousin
were the same age at the time, seventeen.  He played piano, and they only
lived a block away from each other.  She went over to his house to listen
to him play all the time.  Even though they were cousins, she had a huge
crush on him.  She loved the way he played moonlight sonata.  It made her
dream of them running away together.  One Saturday when he was supposed to
have three hour piano practice, and she had gone over to listen, his piano
teacher had been unable to come over.  So with no one at the house but the
two of them, Tony had serenaded her for an hour or so, playing pretty songs
that she requested.  Afterwards.  They had gone for a walk in the woods
behind Tony's house.  She had suggested that they play truth or dare, and
had gotten Tony to kiss her on a dare.  They had kissed deeply for a few
minutes, and Bridgett had taken his hand and placed it in her blouse.  Tony
had seemed confused at first, but had used his wonderfully talented hands
to arouse her, fondling her breasts, and removing her blouse and bra, then
kissing and sucking her breasts.  They had gotten quite horny, and went
back to the house and had sex.  Bridgette said she still had sex with Tony
a lot, even though they both had other partners. .  So Stacy knew Bridgette
would understand about Brad.  Stacy arrived at Bridgette's house and rang
the bell.  Bridgette answered the door, and invited Stacy in.  "What brings
you over here?", she asked.  "You usually call first".  Stacy replied; "I
was to excited to call first, this is the most important day of my life".
"What are you talking about, you silly girl?", Bridgette asked.  "I'm going
to lose my cherry today", said Stacy.  Bridgette jumped up and hugged Stacy
to her, then let her young friend go.  "Tell me all about it Stacy, who's
the lucky guy"?  "My stepbrother Brad", replied Stacy.  "I kind of figured
it would be", said Bridgette.  Stacy sat down and told Bridgette all about
how Brad had seduced her, and about the bathroom session, and the hotdog.
Bridgette had laughed about the hot dog.  Stacy came to the end, and told
Bridgette why she had come by, to get Bridgette's help in getting the birth
control foam, and to borrow the lacy outfit.  Bridgette agreed immediately.
She also said she would help Stacy with a nice dress and do her hair and
make up.  The two girls set about their work.  Meanwhile, Brad was doing
his own preperation.  He knew Stacy loved spaghetti, so he took the money
he had been saving and bought all the freshest and finest ingredients he
could find.  He got a nice bunch of flowers in a vase from the florist, and
a nice romantic card from the gift shop.  He rode home trying to balance
everything on his bike, hoping that Stacy hadn't gotten home before him. 
When he got home, he checked the messages on the phone, and found out that
Stacy would be back in two hours.  That gave him just enough time to do
what he wanted to do if he hurried.  He set the table with the good plates
and cloth napkins, and set the flowers on the center of the table with some
candles.  He set the card, in which he had written; "I love you and want
you to be my woman forever, from Brad, to Stacy", under the edge of her
dinner plate.  He started the food cooking, then jumped in the shower, and
changed clothes.  He put on the cologne he knew was Stacy's favorite,
finished up preparing the dinner, and waited.  When the doorbell rang, and
he answered the door, he almost fainted from the sight of his stepsister
standing before him.  She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. 
She was in a white two piece outfit, a pretty skirt and blouse combination
that made her look like a princess.  She and Bridgette had picked out
diamond earrings and a matching necklace.  Her hair was swept up to one
side, and held by a pearl comb.  She wore white stocking and low white
dress shoes.  She had on a hint of make up, and the aroma of rose perfume
wafted towards Brad as he stood staring.  When Stacy saw how Brad was
looking at her, she almost cried.  She owed Bridgette for this one. 
Bridgette waved and blew her a kiss from the car, and drove off.  Then
Stacy smelled the spaghetti, and almost forgot everything else.  It was
then that she really saw Brad.  He had on a shirt with a collar, something
he almost never did.  He had on a nice pair of dress pants, and his good
shoes.  When she went to hug him, she could smell the musk cologne that was
her favorite.  They kissed deeply for a few minutes, then Brad took her by
the hand and led her to her seat in the dining room.  Seeing how Brad had
set everything up, and how he had dressed up for her started Stacy crying.
When she read the card, the flood gated really broke loose.  Brad hugged
his stepsister lover, and told her not to cry, that he loved her.  Stacy
looked into his eyes and told him that's why she was crying, because she
loved him too.  Dinner went perfectly, they talked and joked throughout. 
Brad was fascinated by what Bridgette had done to transform Stacy.  He had
always thought she was pretty, but they had outdone themselves in her
makeover for him.  She told him that what he couldn't see was more
important, just to tease him.  He had almost dropped his fork and choked
when she had told him, and was peppering her with questions through the
rest of the meal.  Stacy complimented Brad on his cooking, and the way he
served the meal.  She almost started crying again when she talked about the
flowers, candles, and the card.  She told him how sexy he looked all
dressed up, and how she wanted all the more to get him naked.  They threw
the dishes in the sink, and raced for Stacy's bedroom after dinner.  Stacy
sat Brad on a chair in the corner of her bedroom, and turned her lights to
half brightness.  She stood across the room from Brad.  and removed the
blouse slowly, unbuttoning each button one by one, smiling coyly at her
stepbrother lover, all the time she was stripping for him.  When she got to
the last button, she pulled the blouse from the skirt, letting the blouse
hang open, just revealing the lacy bra underneath.  "Do you like what you
see so far lover?", she asked Brad.  "I'm speechless", replied Brad.  Stacy
then pulled the blouse off her shoulders, then down to her waist, revealing
the lacy bra fully.  "How about now stud?", Stacy asked teasingly.  "Wow
sis, you look good enough to eat", replied Brad.  "There will be time for
that later", said Stacy, and she let the blouse fall to the floor.  She
then sat on the end of the bed and removed her shoes, stretching her chubby
legs out for Brad to admire.  The stocking were so sexy on Stacy, Brad let
out a low nasty whistle as she stretched out on leg, then the other,
adjusting the stockings to tease him.  Then she stood up, and walked
towards him, lifting the hem of the skirt up as she came closer.  When she
was about five feet away, she stopped coming to him but continued to raise
the skirt slowly, to show off the lacy panties and garter belt.  Brad's
eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw his young teenage sister all
sexy like that.  His dick got rock hard in mere seconds from the show that
Stacy was giving him.  She pulled the skirt all the way up, then turned
around slowly, displaying her plump teen body for him, all wrapped up so
sexy, in white lace.  When she had her back full to him, she pulled the
skirt back down, then pulled down the zipper, and let the skirt slide to
the floor, giving Brad a nice rear view, then she bent in front of him to
remove the skirt, giving him a nice panty covered ass shot.  She tossed the
skirt in the pile with the shoes and blouse.  Brad stood up to begin
removing his clothing, but Stacy motioned for him to sit down, and told him
that she would take care of everything.  She walked over to him, putting
her lace panty covered crotch right in his face, and took his shirt sleeves
in her hands, and pulled his shirt over his head, temporarily obstructing
his view.  She rubbed his neck and chest and shoulders briefly, then got on
her knees and took off his shoes, and rubbed his feet.  o She then reached
up and rubbed his hard cock through his pants.  "Is that a rocket in your
pocket lover?", she asked.  "No, I'm real glad to see you sis".  He
replied. She undid his belt, and then his fly.  She pulled down the tops of
his bikini briefs, and pulled out his hard cock.  She took his meat pole
into her warm wet mouth, and slid her lips down the shaft as far as she
could go, them let all but the tip slide back out, Brad moaned in pleasure
as his teenage lover started on another fantastic blowjob.  Stacy rode her
mouth up and down his shaft a dozen times, then raised her head and smiled
coyly at her stepbrother lover.  She then pulled hi pants down farther, and
started to lick up and down the shaft of his dick, stopping and paying
special attention to the head.  She then went back to sucking on the shaft
again, She went from sucking to licking for a while, driving Brad crazy. 
Her young mouth felt so good.  After a bit, Stacy told him to stand up.  He
stood up, and Stacy pulled his pants all the way down, and had him step out
of them, she left his underwear at his ankles, she got up on her knees and
began to rub his balls while she sucked his dick, then licked on it again,
then took his hairy balls in her mouth to suck them too.  Then she sucked
down all of his dick that she could, and reached around him to grab an ass
cheek in each hand, and began to suck him off for all she was worth.  Brad
grabbed her head, and almost got lost in what his young teenage stepsister
was doing, then stopped short.  "Wait Stacy, don't make me come in your
mouth, I want to fuck you", he said.  "You'll have plenty of time to
recharge".  She said.  Brad figured she knew what she was doing, and let
the orgasm build again.  Soon enough, Stacy's warm wet mouth had him ready
to shoot.  "I'm going to come Stacy", he said in warning.  Stacy nodded. 
and on her next down stroke of her head, Brad's balls tightened and he let
loose with load after load of hot jism.  Stacy sucked and swallowed it all
down, then let go of brads ass, and sat on the floor in a heap, catching
her breath.  Stacy went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and rinse her
mouth.  When she returned, Brad was naked, waiting for her on the bed.  He
had her get on the bed in front of him, her back towards him.  He began
kissing her neck, and nibbling on her ears from behind.  He put his arms
around her, and hugged her to him, then ran his hands up and down her body,
feeling every soft curve.  He then started on e of his famous backrubs,
thinking that this is the way it had all begun.  As he made his way to the
middle of his lover's back, his hands reached around to her breasts, and he
began rubbing and fondling her firm young titties through the lacy bra. 
Stacy moaned with pleasure and leaned back against Brad as he took her hard
nipples between his thumb and finger, and squeezed lightly through the thin
material of the bra.  His hands were like magic, and a soft warm feeling
was filling her body slowly.  He would cup his hands under each breast, and
squeeze softly, while nuzzling her neck.  He finally reached a hand into
each cup of the flimsy bra, and made his first contact with Stacy's teenage
boobs.  The contact sent a tingle through both of them.  Brad felt the warm
soft flesh against his hands, the firmness fascinating him.  He explored
her chest in awe of the feelings of closeness he was getting from being
with Stacy.  He ran his hands over her soft breasts over and over, pausing
to pinch her rock hard nipples making her gasp in pleasure.  He removed the
bra And turned her around.  He moved his head down and sucked one breast,
then the other into his mouth, running his tongue over her sensitive
nipples.  Stacy moaned and took Brad's head in her hands, and ran her
fingers through his hair while he sucked her young firm tits.  Stacy felt
so far away from the world, she felt that she and Brad were the only two
people on earth.  One of Brad's hands began to move down her body, down her
chubby tummy, and down between her legs.  He ran his hands up and down her
thighs, enjoying the soft warmth, and the feel of the lacy panties covering
her virgin snatch.  He ran his hand right between her legs, feeling the
puffiness of her mound, and the cleft of her lips.  There was a wet spot
right in the center of the crotch.  He pressed his hand softly against the
spot, causing Stacy to arch her back and suck in her breath.  He started
rubbing her pussy through the silky material of the panties.  The wet spot
began to grow, and Stacy lifted her body to meet his hand.  Brad felt
Stacy's lips spread through the thin panties.  Her breathing got ragged and
shallow.  Stacy felt a heat like nothing else she had ever experienced
course through her.  She knew an orgasm was building from deep inside her.
Brad's hand and mouth were bringing her to ecstasy.  Her lips were puffing
up and the wetness was becoming a flood.  Her clit was swollen and hard. 
Brad spread his hand out and put his thumb on the sensitive nub and pressed
softly.  This last bit of stimulation sent Stacy through the roof.  She
came, gasping and moaning, pressing her cunt hard into Brads' hand.  Stacy
fell back on the bed, her legs spread wide.  Brad lay down next to her, and
slipped his hand under the elastic of the white lacy panties.  His hand
found her slit, and he ran his finger up and down her wet gash, savoring
the hot flesh.  His probing finger found the opening to her cunt, and he
slid a finger up inside her.  Stacy groaned at this intrusion.  She had
just recovered from one orgasm, and Brad was doing his best to bring her to
another.  Brad pulled his finger from inside her, and brought it to his
lips.  The flavor was strong, but pleasant, the aroma heady.  After licking
his finger clean, he slipped it back under the panties, and into Stacy's
tight hole.  He thrust his finger in and out of her teenage cunt, pausing
to pull his finger out to lubricate her clit.  With one finger up her
snatch, he began to massage her clit.  Stacy grabbed Brad's hand and
pressed it deeper into her hot hole.  Brad slipped another finger in with
the first one.  Stacy's cunt spasmed around his fingers, and his thumb
rubbed against her hard clit more and more, faster and faster.  Stacy knew
it wouldn't be long till her body would feel the release of another sweet
orgasm.  Brad kept up with his finger fucking, driving her wild.  Her hands
dug into the mattress, pulling the sheets loose.  The orgasm came to a
peak, and her twat tightened on Brad's fingers and sucked them deeper into
her sexually charged body.  She fell flat on the bed, sweaty and exhausted.
"I want you inside me Brad", she said breathlessly.  "I'm not done with the
foreplay yet sis", Brad replied, as he pulled the lacy panties from her
limp body.  Brad let Stacy relax, and her body recover from the orgasm.  He
wanted her to be aware of what was happening to her when he gave her the
last bit of pleasure before entering here, and making her a woman.  Stacy's
eyes fluttered, and her breathing became regular again.  She looked up
adoringly at Brad, and reached up and kissed him deeply, then lay back
down, spent.  Brad gathered her up in his arms, and hugged her to him.  He
began kissing her lightly, starting at her forehead, then a deep kiss to
her mouth, then to her throat, to her breasts, to her stomach, then stuck
his tongue in her navel, causing her to giggle.  He then ran his tongue
down her stomach, through the soft mound of pubic hair, and down to her wet
squishy pussy.  He stuck his tongue deep into her hot wet hole.  Stacy
screamed in pleasure, writhing on the bed, making incoherent sounds. 
Brad's talented tongue was making her insane.  Brad ate her teenage cunt
like a madman, savoring the juices that flowed from inside her, The smell
and flavor were strong and heady, he couldn't seem to stop.  He pulled his
tongue from her hole, and licked up and down her slit, then swirling his
tongue on her clit.  Her body had no more resistance, every nerve was on
fire.  One massive orgasm was building inside her, she felt it coursing
through her, rising to the surface.  Brad went on with his oral business,
sensing that Stacy was on the verge of an orgasm that would probably knock
her out.  He slipped his hands under her plump teenage ass and lifted her
pussy to his face, driving his tongue as deep as he could.  Stacy grabbed
the back of his head and mashed his face into her crotch.  She came
violently, thrashing about on the bed, making wild noises, then becoming
silent, the orgasm taking her last bit of strength.  She fell limp on the
bed, her breathing soft, her breasts rising and falling sweetly, a smile
across her face.  Brad watched quietly as his sister lover slept, the
effects of their lovemaking apparent in her body language.  She was laying
with her legs spread wide, a soft smile of pleasure on her face, her hair
was sweaty and sticking out in all different directions.  The make up that
had been so beautiful earlier had run around her face in blotches.  A huge
wet spot lay beneath her chubby teen ass from the pleasure that Brad had
given her.  Under other circumstances, Brad might have found the sight
funny or unpleasant, but for now, in his eyes, his fat little stepsister
Stacy was the most beautiful woman in the world, lying nude before him,
sleeping peacefully as a result of his loving touch.  He let her sleep,
watching over her protectively.  After a few minutes, she awoke, confused.
"What happened?", she asked.  "You came so hard you passed out", Brad said.
"I'm sorry Brad", she said sheepishly.  "That's all right sis", he said. 
"I'm kind of proud to be able to make you cum that hard, to make you pass
out from pleasure".  "I want to feel you inside me now, that's final", she
said with a stern tone to his voice.  "I thought you'd never ask" he said,
his hard cock waving proudly in front of her.  Stacy rose on shaky legs,
and went to her dresser, getting the birth control foam.  She filled the
applicator, and slid the tube into her pussy, deep inside, and pushed the
plunger, filling her snatch with sperm killing foam, preparing here for the
final pleasure of the day.  Soon Brads' cock would be inside her, filling
her tight cunt, making her cum harder and stronger than even his tongue had
done.  She pulled the plastic tube from her, and stood again, walking to
the trashcan, dropping the tube in the can smiling.  She walked back to the
bed, the foam squishing around inside her.  She lay down a spread her legs
wide.  Brad stood at the end of the bed looking down at her naked teen
pussy.  He had his dick in his hand, stroking it, getting it ready to slide
up into Stacy's waiting snatch.  He got on the bed, and lay on top of her,
chest to chest, crotch to crotch, and kissed her deeply.  She reached
between them and took hold of his rigid cock, and guided it to her willing
hole.  She placed the head right up to the entrance to her snatch, and
looked up at Brad lovingly.  Here was the moment that they had both been
waiting for, the time that they would lose their virginity, and become
adults.  In a moment, he would be inside her, and their love would be
complete. Here's part 4b.  They finally do the nasty.  Thanks for waiting.
Enjoy.

   More To Love part 4b

   Brad took one of Stacy's legs in each hand, and put them up over his
shoulders, spreading her impossibly wide, he ran the head of his dick up
and down her slit.  " Put it in me now!", Stacy pleaded.  Brad let Stacy
take his dick once more, and place it against the entrance to her virgin
cunt.  As she let go, he thrust forward, pushing the head into her warm wet
pussy.  He thrust again, pushing half the shaft into her, then again, till
he was buried to the hilt in her tight fuckhole.  Nothing they had done
before had prepared her for this moment.  Brad's cock was bigger than she
thought, and even with all her lubrication, and the foam, it still hurt a
bit going in.  But the feeling of her lover invading her body with his hot
hard meat was worth the pain.  Brad withdrew, leaving only the head inside
Stacy's tight snatch, and then slid his cock back in slowly, watching the
look on his sister lovers face.  The look was a mixture of pain and relief.
He was ready to pull out if he hurt her, but she seemed to be enjoying
things so far.  As if reading his thoughts, Stacy smiled and looked deep
into his eyes and said; "I love you brad, fuck me, fuck me hard, please,
fuck me hard".  Brad withdrew again and slid back into her, this time with
more force.  Stacy's cunt was beginning to stretch, and accommodate all of
his hard cock.  The feeling of her breasts against his chest, and the heat
from her tight cunt around his cock was indescribable.  Brad had never felt
so good in his life.  He began pumping in and out of his sister lover's
tight pussy, feeling the walls of her cunt gripping his cock, not wanting
it to leave.  Each time he would pull out, he would thrust back in, his
balls hitting against Stacy's puckered asshole.  The sound and feel brought
lewd thoughts into Brad's head, but they could wait for some other time. 
He wanted this time to be perfect, and so far it had exceeded his wildest
dreams.  Stacy's cunt was so hot and tight around his cock, he thought he
would explode.  Stacy gasped in pleasure as Brad drove his cock in and out
of her.  His nutsack hit her butthole each time he hit bottom on a thrust,
sending waves of pleasure through her.  She didn't understand it, but it
felt good.  It had hurt when he first stuck his cock in her, but now she
had relaxed, and the feeling of his hot meat filling her hole was more than
she could take.  She knew when she came this time, she would pass out for
sure.  She didn't want to, for she wanted to feel every little sensation of
her first fuck.  Maybe being prepared this time, she would stay conscious.
The crazy heat of a huge orgasm was building from the inside of her cunt
already.  Just when she thought she was going to burst, Brad pulled out and
rubbed his dick on her erect clit.  His dick on her clit sent waves of
intense pleasure screaming through her, but Brad had shoved his cock back
deep into her twat before she knew what happened. .  He was making her go
insane with his hot pounding, so like she had in the dream, she wrapped her
legs around him, her feet on his ass, drawing him in tight.  His balls
still bumped her asshole as he thrust, but his dick stayed in the deep and
tighter part of her teenage pussy more.  As good as this felt, she needed
relief, and had to make it end.  Brad sensed tenseness in Stacy's body, and
when she wrapped her legs around him, he knew she wanted him to finish.  He
began to thrust shorter and harder strokes, driving his cock deep into the
tightest part of her cunt.  When he came, he wanted to be as far into her
as possible.  The feeling of her poophole against his balls when he went in
deep was bringing him closer and closer, along with the heat, wetness and
tightness of Stacy'' pussy.  He could feel the sperm boiling up in his
nuts, it would be over soon.  Stacy'' eyes were closed as he looked down on
his lovers pleasure filled face.  He stopped thrusting for a moment, and
kissed her one last time, then thrust froward as hard and deep as he could,
then withdrawing again feeling his orgasm ready to hit.  He knew when he
plunged in this time, and his balls hit Stacy's cheeks, he would explode
inside her, drowning her cunt in jism.  "I'm going to cum Stacy" Brad
yelled.  "Me too Brad", Stacy replied breathlessly.  I one final desperate
thrust, Brad shoved his cock back into his plump little stepsisters hot,
tight, sopping wet pussy, and fired load after load of hot cum deep into
her cunt.  Stacy was almost over the edge when Brad stopped and kissed her.
She felt the fever in him as his hot lips pressed passionately against hers
She lifted her ass off the bed, and met his next thrust.  Her orgasm was
there, right around the corner, anything could set it off.  Brad reared
back, and with one mighty lunge pushed deeper into her than she thought
possible, he withdrew again, the yelled in ecstasy, "I'm going to cum
Stacy".  She had replied that she was cumming too, for at that moment, her
orgasm hit like a ton of bricks.  As Brad thrust his final thrust, Stacy's
orgasm was rushing through her, taking each nerve in her body, and lighting
it on fire.  When Brads' hot spunk hit the back of her hole, she went wild.
She almost knocked both of themoff the bed, her legs flew open, and her
cunt spasmed tightly around Brads' cock, to the point it was almost
painful. Her toes curled and her back arched, lifting her body from the
bed. Her hands formed claws, and she dug her nails into the mattress.  The
pain in her crotch helped her stay conscious, without it, the pleasure
would have sapped her again.  She fell back limp on the bed, as the peak of
her orgasm left her, and the afterglow began.  Brad's dick was spurting hot
spunk deep into Stacy's hot pussy.  He hoped the foam was working, because
he was shooting enough sperm into her to knock up ten of her.  He felt her
cumming along with him, her snatch gripping and milking the cum out of his
cock.  If possible, this made him cum harder, and he thrust one last time
into her tight wet hole, before collapsing on top of her.  He was
exhausted, their lovemaking had taken everything out of him.  He fell onto
Stacy like a sack of potatoes, but she didn't seem to mind.  She smiled up
at him serenely.  He wanted to take her in his arms and hold her to him,
but his body would not move.  As soon as he could get his body to listen,
he would show her how much, and how deeply he loved her.  Again, the lovers
bond between them conveyed his feelings to Stacy, without words.  She
looked up and opened her eyes dreamily and blew him a kiss, and said, "I
love you Brad.  I'm a woman now, thanks to you.  I am complete, I have a
mate for life.  We will never be lonely again".  Brad mustered his strength
for a reply.  He got up on his elbows, then bent to kiss Stacy lightly on
the lips.  "I love you too Stacy.  You have given me the greatest gift a
man could get.  I do want to stay with you forever.  But for right now, I
have to lie down.  He rolled off her, and lay beside her, basking in the
afterglow, both of them silent, looking into each others eyes, there love
and lust sated.  Brad watched Stacy's breasts rise and fall slowly,
matching her breathing, and watched as her eyes closed dazedly, and she
curled up like a child, and fell asleep.  She is safe he thought, my job as
her man is done, and he laid an arm over her, cuddling up next to her, and
fell asleep beside her.  They woke up late in the night, their naked bodies
close.  All thoughts of sex had been taken care of, so that love remained,
they stood and hugged each other close, Brad's finally limp cock pressing
against Stacy's belly.  They both looked over at the bed at the same time
and laughed, they had wrecked it.  The pillows were on the floor, the
sheets were loose and thrown everywhere, and there was a huge wet spot in
the center of the bed.  Stacy looked at Brad and said; "I'll have to sleep
with you tonight".  Brad smiled and replied; "Can I trust you with my
virtue"?  Stacy smiled back and said;; "You know true love isn't deciding
on who's going to sleep on the wet spot, it's rolling over and making
another wet spot".  Brad rolled his eyes at his young teenage lover and
said; "Don't even think about it, we have school tomorrow".  So they
showered together and fell asleep in each others arms, in Brads bed. End of
part 4 Roger and all others who liked the story so far, thanks.  I hav ms
word up as we speak working on part 4, finishing it to post.  Here is part
3 again.  This really is fun, Thanks all for giving me a chance to
contribute to the groups. More To Love part 3 Repost

   Stacy Wilkins woke up groggy.  She tried to get herself out of bed and
into the shower, but her body would not respond.  She remembered staying up
late, and thought that that was the problem, but a small voice in her head
told her something else was the matter.  She felt a wreck, and her crotch
was tender, as if she was starting her period.  But that was two weeks away
she thought.  Thinking of her period made it all come back slowly but
clearly.  The events of the previous night assembled themselves in her
head. She went through the whole thing in her mind, from Brads hard-on to
her masturbating herself to a tremendous orgasm in front of the mirror. 
Had it been all a dream?  She wasn't sure.  She couldn't think of Brad
acting in the way he had, nor could she think of herself wantonly
pleasuring herself, putting her finger inside herself as she remembered. 
Since she could not be sure, the only thing left was to ask Brad.  It would
be very embarrassing, but she had to know.  Brad Wilkins also woke up
groggy, but his head soon cleared.  He remembered vividly the events of the
past night.  He remembered down to the pubic hair how his stepsisters
chubby little snatch looked as she masturbated herself to an earth
shattering orgasm.  He remembered the look of total passion and abandonment
on here face.  He remembered the sweet aroma of teenage twat that she had
left in the bathroom, and on her panties.  His sore cock reminded him of
the manhandling he had given it the night before.  He memories had added
rigidity to his normal morning wood, and he considered pleasantly getting
rid of it, but he had much greater plans for his dick, and those plans
included Stacy.  Stacy prepared breakfast for herself, and took a shower.
Brad was a late sleeper on weekends, and if what had happened last night
was reality, he would sleep very late indeed.  The suspense and
anticipation were killing her.  She went back over what she thought had
happened again.  When she thought about masturbating in front of the
mirror, she became a bit aroused.  She pulled her shorts and panties down,
and found a small hand mirror.  She placed the mirror between her legs, and
began exploring again.  Not as bold and crazy this time.  She parted her
outer lips to expose the inner lips, and that funny little bump.  Her
mother had told her the proper names for all her private parts, but she
couldn't remember.  The sound of Brad turning on the shower broke her
concentration.  She put the mirror back on her dresser and pulled her
panties and shorts back up.  When Brad finished his shower and got dressed,
he went out to the kitchen, where he was immediately confronted by Stacy.
"We have to talk", she said.  "Yes he said, I need to talk to you too". 
This startled Stacy a bit, and slowed her down.  She asked Brad; "What did
you want to talk to me about?" Brad answered quickly, "I wanted to talk to
you about my drawing".  Stacy quickly forgot what she had wanted to say. 
Brad made her feel like a queen when he was drawing pictures of her.  He
made her look so beautiful in the pictures.  Even though he wouldn't change
her weight in the pictures, she looked so different form what she thought
of herself in Brad's picture. .  She had asked him to draw her slimmer one
time, with the idea of seeing what it would be like if she lost weight.  He
had become angry, and told her that his mother had once been a full figured
woman, and had become obsessed with her size, she had become anorexic as a
result, and died.  After seeing how upset he had made her, Brad held Stacy,
and they had cried in each others arms.  So Stacy gave Brad all of her
attention when dealing with his drawing.  Brad looked Stacy right in the
eye and said; "There's something I always wanted to ask you, and know that
mom and dad are gone, this is the perfect time.  I'd like you to pose nude
for me".  Stacy was taken aback, she did not know what to say.  A rush of
thoughts hit her at once.  The events of the previous night returned
momentarily.  Brads odd behavior flashed through her head.  The fact they
were stepsister and stepbrother surfaced, and went away.  The idea of
posing nude for her artist brother popped into her head, and lingered,
teasing her with possibilities.  He was a serious artist after all, and
many artists had made themselves famous by doing nudes of buxom women. 
"Why not?", she thought, "What could it hurt?" To his surprise, Stacy
accepted quickly, with no argument.  He had expected a bit of resistance.
He had expected to have to talk her into it.  But her quick acceptance just
made things easier.  He hoped that by the end of the day, he would not only
have seen Stacy completely nude, with no trick mirror in the way, he would
take her to bed, and lose both of their virginity's.  Stacy asked Brad
where he wanted her to pose.  Since they had a back yard with a high fence
and many trees and shrubs for background, Brad suggested they go outside.
Stacy thought this was a great idea, as she and her real father had always
loved the outdoors.  Brad got his sketchbook and pencils, and they went out
to their backyard.  Stacy hesitated, but only momentarily as she looked at
Brad and blushed.  "Sometimes I think you just want to get me naked and do
nasty things to me", she said.  "You don't know the half of it", Brad
thought.  Stacy took off her blouse and bra, allowing Brad his first
unhindered glimpse of her chubby little titties.  Although his mother had
been well endowed, Brad had developed a taste for smaller breasts.  Stacy's
firm young teenage titties were just what the doctor ordered.  His dick
began to grow in his pants.  Stacy looked at Brad and blushed again, he
just smiled innocently.  An attack of modesty made Stacy turn away as she
removed her shorts and panties.  Brad couldn't have been happier, for when
she bent to pull her shorts and panties to her ankles; he was greeted by
the perfect view of all her naked teenage chubby charms.  Her perfect pudgy
little ass stared at him from across the yard, revealing the cutest pink
puckered asshole he had ever seen, and nestled between two soft plump
thighs was a sexy soft pair of fat pussy lips that begged for a kiss, then
a hard dick.  That sight would stay with him forever, he needed no camera,
and when she kicked off the shorts and panties, and turned to him fully
nude at last, he wasn't disappointed.  "Wow sis, you look even prettier
without clothes than I thought, you really are growing to be a beautiful
woman", Brad said.  The expression on Brad's face made Stacy believe he was
looking at here through the eyes of an artist, not the eyes of lust.  If
she could read his thoughts now, how he wanted to bend her over right
there, and slide his hard cock deep into her, and empty every drop of cum
deep into her snatch, she would have grabbed her clothes and run back into
the house.  But things were progressing well enough, so Brad let himself
enjoy the situation, and began suggesting romantic poses to Stacy.  He had
her lie against a tree with her legs closed, and her arm partially covering
here breasts.  He did a quick sketch, then brought it over for Stacy to
see. He really wanted a better view of her naked little plump teenage body,
and to smell the sweet aroma of her perfume, but she always liked to see
the progress he was making., and he was happy to take advantage of her
enthusiasm.  After posing her in different mushy positions for a while,
Brad said he would get them something to drink, as it was getting warm. 
Knowing that tea went right through Stacy'' system, Brad made them both a
huge glass of iced tea.  Stacy was stretched out comfortably with her legs
spread a bit.  The posing had as Brad hoped, lost her some of her
inhibitions.  His plan was working perfectly.  Stacy took the iced tea and
gulped it down, for she had been very thirsty.  Seeing her reaction, Brad
offered her half of his.  She gratefully drank down most of Brad's tea
also. After posing for a few more minutes and more drawings, Stacy
complained she had to go to the bathroom., very badly.  She ran to the
house, only to find that Brad had locked the door.  "Brad", she yelled,
"You locked the door".  "Sorry sis, I wasn't thinking"., he replied.  "Well
I can't wait till you go around to unlock it, I'll just go in the bushes.
Brad almost passed out from blood loss as his cock tried to rip a hole
through his jeans.  He was going to see his little sister piss, right out
in the open.  Stacy ducked behind a set of bushes, and Brad quietly snuck
around to watch.  Stacy squatted with her back to Brad, completely unaware
He was watching.  He could see her fat pussy lips plainly, just beneath her
sexy puckered asshole, right between her wonderfully cute but cheeks.  The
moment he had been waiting for for months happened before his eyes.  A dark
thick yellow stream began to run from between Stacy's cunt lips, to the
ground.  The hissing sound of Stacy emptying her bladder and the sound of
her pee hitting the ground made the whole scene more exciting.  His cock
again threatened to burst its confinement.  Something would have to be done
about it soon.  Stacy reached behind her to spread her lips to let the pee
flow more freely.  The stream gushed noisily out from her teenage cunt, as
Brad watched dazedly.  It was all he could do not to rush into the bushes
and rip his jeans down and stick his hard cock right up his stepsisters wet
hole.  He almost didn't make it back to his spot after Stacy had finished
peeing.  When she came out of the bushes, he handed her a napkin from the
tea to wipe; she blushed, but reached down between her legs and patted
herself dry, right in front of him. .  Then the biggest surprise of the day
came.  Stacy complained that the posing had made her muscles cramp, and the
she needed a backrub.  Without a moment's hesitation, she laid down nude
and waited for Brad to start his usual routine.  The warm air and the lazy
day, combined with Brads romantic pose, and the sensual relief she felt
from emptying her full bladder had made Stacy very relaxed.  Brad could
somehow sense this, and did his best to take advantage of it.  He began to
rub Stacy's neck and shoulders, kneading the muscles slowly and deeply,
making her want to fall asleep.  He continued down to the small of her
back, running his hands in slow firm circles.  Stacy was so far-gone that
she did not notice the hardness that was rubbing between her naked ass
cheeks.  Like the night before, Brads cock was rubbing up in her crack, but
this time, her ass was not covered by pajamas and panties.  Brad was on the
verge of insanity.  He would take the risk, it was know or never.  Stacy
was laying there underneath him, her body in bliss from the sensual massage
that Brad was applying.  She had lost herself in the feeling of her muscles
being released, and the tension draining from her was hypnotizing.  So she
did not realize that Brad had stopped using both hands on her momentarily.
Brad reached up with one hand and freed his swollen cock.  It sprang out to
its full length, almost angry that it had been trapped so long.  He let it
back down between Stacy's ass cheeks, letting it ride up and down in the
crack of her ass as he went back to his soothing massage.  His cock felt
better than he had ever felt.  The smooth firm warm flesh of Stacy's chubby
cheeks rubbing against his dick with nothing to stop it was driving him
nuts.  He was just about to cum when a car drove up at the house next door,
causing Stacy to awake from her stupor.  She tried to turn over and felt
Brad's hard cock riding deep in the crack of her ass.  It had felt good,
but she was confused about how this had happened so fast.  "What are you
doing to me Brad?", she cried in shock.  Brad slowly got off of her, his
swollen dick just inches from her face.  "I love you Stacy, like a man
loves a woman, I want you so badly, I have to fuck you", he said.  "You
know you want it too, you're all excited".  Stacy had rolled over on her
back, and it was indeed obvious that she was as aroused as he was.  Her
nipples were rock hard, and here pussy lips were red and swollen.  She
could feel a great wetness forming between her legs.  The feelings she had
confused her.  She looked at Brad's hard cock, and part of her wanted it
deep inside her till she screamed with pleasure, another part told her this
was horribly wrong.  Here she was, lying on her back naked, her legs spread
wide, exposing her sex to her equally naked stepbrother, who had his
maleness flashing in all its glory.  Before she could make a decision, Brad
made one for her.  He dove between her legs and started kissing her virgin
cunt.  He ran his tongue up and down her plump teenage thighs, making her
moan with pleasure.  He ran his tongue up and down her wet slit, making her
shiver with excitement.  She gave in to the feeling, no longer caring if
things were right or wrong.  Her stepbrother brad had his tongue in her
teenage pussy, and his hands on her plump asscheeks, and it felt wonderful.
Brad used his tongue to lick up and down her Young slit, spreading the
outer lips and licking her clit.  She rose up off the grass, arching her
back in absolute pleasure.  She was making incoherent noises as Brad
continued to eat her twat for all he was worth.  Her cunt looked so
inviting, he had to have it.  He would get her loosened up, then fuck her.
While he licked her clit and inner lips, he slid on e finger slowly inside
her.  Stacy gasped at the invasion, but was lost in the pleasure that her
stepbrother was giving her.  Brad slid his finger in and out of his younger
stepsisters tight Hole, fucking her with his finger.  The combination of
Brad's finger and his talented tongue sent Stacy over the edge, giving her
an orgasm that almost caused her to pass out.  She grabbed Brad by the
head, and shoved his face into her crotch, drowning him in a wave of
pussy-juice.  Brad gratefully licked up all of it, savoring the aroma of
virgin pussy.  He reached into his jeans and got out a rubber and put it
on, then got up and positioned his dick between Stacy's spread thighs. 
"Are you ready sis?', he asked.  He received the shock of the day when she
said; "No Brad, wait".  His cock almost went limp from disappointment. 
"Come on sis, you know you want it, let's do it", Brad said breathlessly.
His cock was about to explode.  He wanted to fuck his sister so badly, but
she told him something that changed his mind.  "No Brad, not like this.  I
want my first time to be different, I want it in my bed, and I want to feel
you come in me, without a rubber".  "But Stacy", he said, What if you get
pregnant?  "I'll get some birth control foam at the drug store tomorrow,
meanwhile take that rubber off and I'll repay the favor.  Brad didn't know
whether to laugh or cry.  He was going to get what he wanted all along, but
better than he hoped.  Instead of fucking his stepsister like a wildman in
the back yard, with a rubber, he would get her cherry in her bed, and cum
deep in her, and get a blowjob right now.  Stacy guided Brad's hard dick
into her mouth.  She sucked on the head and shaft, making Brad moan in
pleasure.  She let his cock slide out, then ran her tongue down the bottom
of his prick, down to the base, then back up to the head.  Brad was in
ecstasy.  She took hid dick back in her mouth, running her tongue over the
head while trying to swallow the whole shaft.  She couldn't quite get the
whole thing into her little mouth, but her efforts were driving brad crazy.
She let his cock go again and dropped her head under his balls, and licked
his nutsack.  She then took his balls into here mouth and sucked gently. 
Brad moaned in pleasure.  She went back to sucking him, and started sucking
harder and faster.  She stopped for a moment and said something that even
in Brad's dazed condition almost put him in shock.  "I want you to come in
my mouth", she said, "Let me know when you're ready".  Brad had figured
that she would go until he was ready to cum, then jack him off the rest of
the way.  This was too good.  He grabbed her head and told her to keep
sucking.  The combination of her hot mouth and the thought of cumming down
her throat set Brad off.  He moaned breathlessly; "I'm cumming Stacy", and
filled her mouth with wave after wave of white hot jism.  Stacy almost
gagged from the load, but she remembered how Brad had licked her clean, so
she concentrated on not missing a drop.  They collapsed on the ground
together.  exhausted.  When they found enough energy, Brad got the house
key out of his jeans, and they gathered up their clothes and Brad's art
supplies.  They showered together, and ate dinner, laughing and joking as
lovers.  They went to separate bedrooms, after Brad kissed Stacy goodnight
deeply, both of them knowing the delights that tomorrow held.

   End of part 3 Repost part 4, the "gland finale" cumming soon Nobody told
me not to post more, and a couple of people asked for part 2 so here it is:
MORE TO LOVE part 2 Stacy stood there in her bedroom frozen.  She was in a
daze from what had happened.  It had all gone on in a matter of minutes,
yet it seemed like an eternity.  What had occurred?  Had she really become
sexually aroused?  Her nipples still were a bit hard, and swelled, they
were beginning to go down.  She closed her bedroom door, and reached in to
her panties to feel her crotch.  It was warm and damp.  She pulled her hand
from her pajamas and smelled a slightly musky scent as she removed her hand
from her underwear.  She raised her hand up and sniffed her fingers.  A
pleasant but strong and unfamiliar scent hit her nose.  Her mind was
beginning to clear, but the confusion was still strong.  It dawned on her
that not only had she gotten aroused, but that Brad had as well.  The
stiffness she had felt pressing into her and rubbing into the crack of her
ass, had been Brad's hard-on.  She had seen the bulge clearly, and felt it
press against her when he kissed her.  The kiss had been wildly different
too.  It was not a brother sister kiss.  It had been passionate and deep.
She could still feel his lips against hers, hot and demanding.  As the
confusion began to wear more, she became painfully aware she had to pee. 
She checked to see that Brad's door was closed, and ran into the bathroom
they shared.  She closed and locked the door, and pulled her panties and
pajama bottoms down to her ankles.  She sat on the toilet and let the pee
flow out of her.  Relieving her bladder seemed to relieve some of the
tension, and sitting down helped clear her head.  But soon the warm stream
coming from between her legs reminded her of the warm wetness that had
started when she had been in her bed with Brad.  Her head began to swim
again with confusing questions.  Had she really gotten excited about her
stepbrother?  Had he really gotten excited about her?  Was this just a
reflex reaction?  This could explain a lot she thought.  This could be why,
even though she didn't think she was pretty, that Brad was always telling
her she was.  And the touching stuff, and the stuff about her period.  I t
was beginning to make some kind of strange sense.  And she couldn't deny
that it had felt good too.  Both times that she had been about to give in,
Brad had stopped.  Stupid Brad!, she thought.  But what if something had
happened?  Even though they were stepbrother and stepsister, it would have
been wrong, she thought.  What if they had had sex, and she had gotten
pregnant?  What would they tell their parents?  Or what if they had sex and
fell in love?  What then?  Stacy had finished peeing, and tore off some
toilet paper to wipe herself.  She reached between her soft baby-fat
teenage legs and began to wipe her plump pussy lips to dry them.  But the
effects of her time on the bed with Brad had not worn completely off.  She
was still very sensitive between her legs, and as she tried to wipe herself
clean, she became aroused again.  Her nipples hardened and her back
stiffened as she began to rub herself harder.  Her breathing quickened, and
the musky scent began to fill the bathroom.  Stacy did something she had
never dons before; she began to masturbate in earnest.  She took her
panties and pajama bottoms off, and grabbed the stool from the corner and
sat it before the full-length mirror that Brad had given her for her
birthday.  He has even installed it himself, without his dads help.  It was
on the door that went into his bedroom from the bathroom.  Good thing the
door was locked she thought.  She sat down on the stool, leaning back so
she could see herself exposed in the mirror.  She could see her pussy lips
in the mirror, just beneath a small patch of reddish brown hair.  As she
spread herself open, she could see her inner lips, and a small bump at the
top of everything, she began to rub herself again, running her fingers up
and down her teenage slit.  She found out rather quickly than rubbing the
bump at the top was wonderful.  She enjoyed the variety of feelings that
her body was showing her, and she quickly lost herself to the pleasure. 
She would run her fingers around her lips on the outside, then to the
inside, then to the bump for a few seconds, till the feeling was too
intense, then back to the outside.  She remembered that she got a little
fuzzy sometimes when she put a tampon in, and decided to slide a finger up
inside herself.  She rubbed the finger around the outside to get it good
and wet, and slowly slid it up into her teenage pussy.  By the time she had
it all the way in, she had almost passed out from pleasure.  She began to
moan and rock herself on the stool as she slid her finger in and out of her
virgin snatch, pausing to rub the bump once in a while.  The bathroom was
filled with the aroma of teenage twat.  Her head was swimming and her body
was aching for release.  She began to rub faster on the bump with her other
hand, and slid her finger deep into her tight wet virgin hole.  Just when
she thought she could stand no more pleasure, her body seemed to explode in
a huge wave.  The ecstasy lasted a few seconds, and left her limp,
sweating, and exhausted.  She dared not touch herself to clean herself up,
so she grabbed her pajama bottoms and put them on back in her room, and
fell blissfully asleep.  In her haste, she had left her panties in the
bathroom.  Brad had a raging hard-on.  He had almost passed out from blood
loss the hard-on had been so strong. .  His sister Stacy, or tasty as he
liked to think of her, had made him so horny he couldn't believe it. 
wrestling around with her, he could feel her soft teenage body against him.
Her feminine scent, the soft smell of soap and shampoo, and the little bit
of perfume she wore had awakened something in him.  When they had gotten
close, he had felt her breasts press against him, her nipples hardening,
for she wore no bra under her pajama tops. His dick had sprung to life like
it had a mind of its own.  He had to stop wrestling, so he started Tickling
her, knowing she would make him stop.  He had turned away, and asked if she
still wanted the backrub, kind of hoping she didn't but really hoping she
did.  When she said yes, he almost shouted to the heavens.  He felt light-
headed as she rolled over and he saw her plump teenage butt in front of
him. Her legs were slightly spread, and he thought he could see a wet spot
at her crotch.  He was staring between her legs, and his cock got fully
rigid.  What was he going to do when he climbed on to her when he was
finishing?  What would she do when she felt the hard-on pressing against
her?  Brad was nervous, but too far-gone to stop now.  His mind was racing.
Deep in the corners of his brain, he saw himself seducing his stepsister,
and taking her virginity that night.  But he would start with the backrub.
He did his usual and did the neck and shoulders first.  By the time he
climbed on to his stepsister, the hard-on had subsided a bit.  But it came
back with a new meaning when he felt her young butt cheeks pressed against
his cock.  They seemed to invite him as he rocked back and forth on her,
massaging deep into the muscles on Stacy's back.  He thought that they
parted for him.  He almost felt that his cock was resting right in her
crack, without the pajamas or panties to get in the way.  He rubbed her
back and rubbed his cock against her soft round ass till he could stand it
no longer.  He was afraid of what he would do if he didn't stop.  He jumped
off of her, and turned to go.  When she asked what was wrong, he told her
nothing.  Before he left, the passion caused him to grad her, and kiss her
deeply.  He then ran out of the room, to his own.  His aching hard-on
mocked him as he lay on his bed.  His own teenage stepsister, who he loved
to the point of distraction, had awakened a deep lust in him.  He had to
have her, but he had to take his time.  He hadn't planned for this to
happen.  Yes, he had planned to seduce his stepsister while their parents
were away, but he had planned it completely different.  He was thinking
about his plan, when he heard a noise in the bathroom he and Stacy shared.
When he heard the locks being locked, he turned off his light, and quietly
slid off the back panel to the special mirror he had put on the bathroom
door.  The mirror allowed him to see into the bathroom, but looked like a
regular mirror.  It had cost him dearly, and would cost him more if he got
caught.  He had bought it for Stacy's birthday, and she had loved it, but
it had really been a present for him.  He had begun to watch Stacy as she
got in and out of the shower.  Then he got bolder and began to watch her
pee.  A couple of times he had been lucky enough to watch her change
tampons.  Each time after he had watched her, he had worn himself out
pulling his dick till he came in an exhausted heap.  Tonight would be a
show he thought.  He had no idea how right he would be.  He watched as
Stacy pulled down her pajamas and panties, and sat down on the toilet.  It
was too bad the mirror faced sideways to the bathroom, so he could see
between her legs.  He had caught glimpses of her teenage pussy, but never a
good shot.  He knew it was perverted, but he wanted to watch her pee. 
Putting the mirror in had made the door thinner, and he could hear the
sounds of the pee hitting the bowl.  He could see the relief on Stacy's
face as she emptied her bladder.  He began stroking his dick, thinking this
would just be a normal pee show for him to end the night with.  When Stacy
stood slightly to wipe herself, and began to enjoy it, Brad stopped the
stroking and put his face as close to the mirror as he could.  The sight of
his roily Polly little teenage stepsister rubbing her teenage cunt just a
few feet away form him was almost too much.  He grabbed a chair, and sat
down with his eyes glued to the scene in front of him.  Stacy sat back down
on the toilet and began a serious job of self-gratification.  Brad cussed
his luck that he couldn't really see what was going on, when as if by
magic, Stacy got the stool and put it right in front of the mirror.  For a
moment, Brad thought Stacy had found out about the mirror and was teasing
him, but then he realized form watching her face, that she was using the
mirror to explore her own body.  She seemed to be more fascinated with her
cunt than he was.  He had seen pictures on the net, but had never seen a
real one.  He had been stroking his dick slowly ever since he had sat down,
now he began to increase the rhythm and pressure.  Brad almost fell over
when he saw Stacy slide a finger into herself.  He went crazy pulling his
cock almost till it hurt.  He watched and listened till she brought herself
to a shuddering orgasm, almost cuming.  himself.  He just noticed that she
left her panties on the floor when she left.  After he was sure she was
gone, he unlocked the bathroom door and went in.  The bathroom smelled
strongly of teenage cunt.  He stuck his face down close to the stool seat
and inhaled deeply.  The aroma was maddening.  It was all he could do not
to go fuck his sleeping sister right now.  He would settle for masturbating
with a fresh pair of her panties, still warm and wet from being next to her
pussy, with her scent still on them.  He brought the panties up to his face
and stroked his rock hard dick with the other.  It wasn't long until the
combination of the soft cloth and the strong aroma, and the memory of what
he had seen sent him over the edge.  Gobs of hot cum spurted from his dick.
He put Stacy's panties over the end of his cock to soak up the cum.  When
his balls had emptied, he stopped to catch his breath, then cleaned up the
bathroom, put Stacy's panties in the hamper, and fell into a deep exhausted
sleep. End of part 2 This is my first story, it's kind of long, I'm not a
good writer.  This is part one, if you all like it, I will write more. 
Constuctive comments welcome, keep the flames.  Hope you all enjoy the
story.

   MORE TO LOVE part 1 Stacy was not a happy camper.  It had been a year
since her father had been lost in an automobile accident, and her mother
had remarried six months earlier.  Her new father and brother were
wonderful people, but she had been an only child, and had been daddies
little girl.  Her father had been her best friend.  Although she and her
mother were very close, it was always her father who had been able to cheer
her up when she was down.  It seemed she was down more than up these days
too.  Her mother and stepfather had talked of counseling.  She was on her
bed crying, when her stepbrother Brad walked in.  "What's the problem sis?"
Stacy regarded her new brother through teary eyes.  Brad was two years
older than her at sixteen.  She had just turned fourteen, and one of her
problems that seemed to get her down was that many of the other girls at
school were getting boyfriends.  Stacy was a bit on the chubby side, and
wasn't real popular.  People were friendly to her, but she wanted to have
guys talk to her and carry her books and wait at her locker like they did
with other girls.  Her real father had always told her that she was pretty,
and so did her mother and stepfather, but they were her parents, so that
didn't count.  Her real father had always told her that there was more of
her to love when she complained about being chubby.  Although her mother
worked hard on keeping in shape, most of the women on her father's side of
the family were buxom.  Stacy rolled over to answer Brad.  "I'm just
feeling down a bit today Brad".  "Anything you want to talk about?" he
asked.  "Nothing really", she said, "But I could use a backrub".  Brad gave
her the best backrubs.  He had the most talented hands ever.  He drew some
of the greatest pictures she had seen in her life.  He asked her to pose
for him all the time.  The pictures he made of her seemed like fantasies to
her, because she always turned out far more pretty in the pictures than she
thought she was.  Brad had a way of making her feel special.  She rolled
back over onto her stomach, and Brad got on the bed with her to rub her
back.  He began at her neck, and rubbed what seemed to be a whole life of
stress from her as he went.  He worked down to her shoulders, then to the
middle of her back.  He climbed onto her body to get a good strong rubbing
motion on the rest of her back.  Stacy never minded this, because it felt
good, and besides, Brad was her brother after all.  Although, there were
some things about Brad that Stacy found curious.  He watched her in a way
that was different.  Nothing bad, but something she couldn't quite figure
out.  He liked touching a lot too.  And when she felt bad, he would ask
about her period.  She thought it odd also that with all the girls he had
chasing after him at school; he didn't have a steady girlfriend.  Sometimes
she thought he might be gay.  But he loved her and defended her fiercely.
He had even gotten in a couple of fights with guys that had teased her
about being plump.  Stacy remembered the first time they had met.  She had
gone with her mother to a picnic held by the local chapter of parents
without partners.  They both were very nervous, and very excited.  Her
mother was wearing a new dress, and she was wearing jeans and a pretty new
blouse.  It seemed like they met a thousand people.  She was beginning to
be overwhelmed, and withdrew to a quiet corner of the park where the picnic
was being held.  She completely missed the tall somber boy who held the
sketchpad and pencil; he had been so quiet.  She nearly jumped out of her
skin when he said hello.  "Hi, I'm Brad Wilkins", putting the drawing pad
at his side and extending his hand.  She took his hand and introduced
herself.  "I'm Stacy Thompson", she replied.  His touch was warm and soft,
and very reassuring.  The noise and stress of the picnic seemed to melt
away.  As if sensing this, he looked toward the crowd and smiled.  "It's
pretty daunting over there" he said.  "To much hustle and bustle, to much
worry and pain".  His eyes seemed to cloud up for a moment.  Stacy sensed
something was wrong, and asked him about it.  Brad looked at her
questioningly, and was silent for a few moments, then said; "I lost my
mother to anorexia".  "My father and I have been alone for about eight
months now, it's kind of hard to adjust".  Stacy didn't know why, but she
reached out to Brad and hugged him.  They both began crying, and Stacy told
him of her father's death.  They talked for what seemed hours, when Brad's
father came up.  Brad introduced his father Cory to Stacy.  Cory, like Brad
fit the description of tall dark and handsome completely.  Cory told Brad;
"Son, you need to Socialize more, that's what these picnics are for, not
art expeditions".  It was then that Stacy noticed the drawing pad.  "May I
see?", she asked.  Brad held out the pad for her inspection.  Amongst the
drawings of the trees was a small picture of her face.  She could not
believe the beauty that the simple drawing portrayed.  She looked up at
Brad, and they both smiled embarrassingly and blushed.  Just then, Stacy's
mother walked up.  Stacy introduced her mother Marcy all around.  Dinners
and get togethers had followed, and Cory had married her mom.  It was
almost a pity, because she had grown kind of fond of Brad in the meantime.
Well she thought, there would be other boys.  Brad finished the backrub and
got off of her.  She felt relaxed, and much better.  When Brad was around,
she felt secure and protected, like she had with her real father.  Cory did
his best to love her and care for her, but it was taking time to warm up to
him.  The bond that she and Brad had was very different.  It was two weeks
later that their parents announced they would be taking a belated
honeymoon. Brad was ecstatic, but Stacy was a bit nervous.  Although she
had learned quite a bit about being independent when she lost her father,
she was not sure she was ready for a two-week stint without parental
guidance.  she was just getting used to a new home, a new family, and they
were being taken away temporarily.  But seeing Brad's enthusiasm helped
change her mind.  By the time her mother and stepfather left, she was as
happy as Brad.  They had left on a Friday afternoon, wanting to get a
headstart on the weekend.  Brad made a very nice dinner for them both, and
served it in an odd fashion.  Instead of the usual paper plates that they
ate off of when he cooked for them when their parents were late, he set the
table and used good dishes.  This reminded her of when Cory first started
courting her mom.  It seemed romantic, but it also seemed odd.  Brad had
also dressed nicer that day.  Something was different, but she couldn't
figure it out.  After dinner, and cleaning up, they decided to get ready
for bed, and then watch tv.  They both came out into the living room
minutes later in pajamas.  Stacy had seen Brad in his pajamas many times
since they moved in.  She had seen Cory her stepfather too.  Her mom ran
around in her nightgown and a robe till noon on some weekends.  They were a
pretty casual family, so she gave no thought to them being in their
nightclothes together.  They watched tv for a while, talking the usual
sister and brother stuff until ten o'clock, when they were supposed to go
to bed.  They were right in the middle of a good movie, so Stacy said; "
Hey Brad, let's be naughty now that mom and dad are gone".  "What did you
have in mind sis?", Brad replied.  "Let's stay up late and watch the rest
of this movie".  "Yes, let's do that", said Brad.  Stacy was kind of tired,
but the movie was a good hot love story, and she was really enjoying
talking to Brad.  For some reason she got off her couch and sat on the
couch with Brad.  He had been stretched out, but he moved to let her sit
down.  She scooted up right beside him, and told him to make himself
comfortable again.  He lay back slightly.  And she snuggled up to him.  It
just seemed natural, because she felt safe with Brad.  After the movie was
over, They got ready to go to bed.  Stacy asked Brad for a backrub. 
"Feeling a little tense tasty?", Brad asked.  Stacy got a little angry over
the nickname Brad called her.  Brad knew that when he called her "tasty"
instead of Stacy, that it bothered her.  She had been on her stomach, ready
for the backrub, but turned over, eyes flashing.  "Don't call me tasty!",
she yelled.  "What are you going to do about it tasty?"., he replied. 
Stacy tried to get up form the bed, but Brad jumped onto her and straddled
her, pinning her to the bed.  They wrestled around for a few minutes
bumping each other repeatedly.  Stacy began to get a bit dizzy.  Not for
lack of air, but for a funny feeling that was growing inside her.  The
feeling of Brad's body on her, in such close contact, with them on her bed
in nightclothes was having a strange effect on her.  They wrestled and
tussled out in the back yard all the time, and this never bothered her. 
Now though, she was beginning to feel a little warm and fuzzy inside.  She
began to become aware of Brad's scent.  She wasn't sure what the feeling
was that was going through her, but it was kind of pleasant, kind of scary.
Just as she was about to give way to the feeling, Brad began tickling her.
That made her mad, and she threw him off of her.  He picked himself off the
floor, and climbed back on the bed.  "I'm sorry Stacy", he said.  "I'm
sorry too" she replied.  "You want that backrub now?", he asked.  "Yes
please", she said.  Stacy rolled over and Brad gave her a slow and thorough
backrub.  It seemed to go on forever.  When Brad climbed on to her to
finish, Stacy thought she felt something hard poking into here butt through
here panties and pajama bottoms.  As Brad rocked back and forth massaging
here back, it was sliding up and down between her ass cheeks.  It felt odd,
but the backrub felt so good, and she was beginning to fall asleep.  That
warm fuzzy feeling began to come over her again.  The combination of the
backrub, and the hardness against her butt, and Brad's closeness was making
her aroused.  Her mother had told her about sex, but she didn't think this
was what she was Feeling, after all, this was her brother.  But her nipples
were getting hard, and she could feel a moistness between her legs.  She
was about to give in to the feeling again when Brad stopped rubbing her
back and climbed off.  He turned quickly away, but not before she saw the
large bulge in the front of his pajamas.  "I've got to go sis", he said
breathlessly.  "What's wrong Brad?", she asked, confused.  "Nothing sis, I
love you" he said, Then he grabbed her, stood her up, and kissed her
deeply, pressing the bulge against her briefly, then running out of the
room. End of part 1