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Girl Trouble - The Pipes of Pan Copyright 2006 Rachael Ross all rights
reserved Story Codes: f+/tg, Incest, First, Teen, Pregnant

   Synopsis: The third chapter in the story of Amanda, a 13 year old girl
who finds out she isn't like all of the other girls in the feminist
community of Venice, Vermont.  When she shares secrets with her sister
Carol, Amanda finds a new and unexpected sort of love and soon the whole
family joins in.
Note: This is the third chapter of Girl Trouble and I seriously suggest
that you read the first two chapters before starting this one.

   =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

   Girl Trouble Chapter 3 - Pipes of Pan

   By Rachael

   "Hi Sonya!  Where's mom?" Becky was smiling at her mom's girlfriend, who
was sort of like Becky's step-mom, except Sonya and Becky's mom weren't
married or anything.

   "She went into Burlington." Sonya was looking through a script, wearing
her granny glasses even though she wasn't that old, just 40 maybe, and she
still looked pretty young to me.  She was highlighting stuff with a yellow
marker and sipping some wine.  Sonya liked wine a lot.

   "What have you two been up to?  Are you guys hungry?" Sonya barely
looked at us, but that was normal.

   "Aw...I wanted to tell her something." Becky sighed.

   "What is it, sweetie?" Sonya frowned and the marker squeaked across the
paper.  She frowned a lot when she read a new script.

   I just stood there, not for any real reason except I knew Becky was
excited and wanted to tell her family.  I just wanted to watch, feeling my
heart beating fast cause it was like Christmas, sort of.  Or our birthdays,
except better.

   "I'm gonna have a baby!" Becky practically squealed, smiling so bright
the whole living room sort of lit up, at least to me.

   "What?" Sonya finally looked up at that, looking at my best friend over
her glasses.  "What do you mean, Beck?"

   "Well, we did it, me and Amanda and now we're gonna have a baby!" Becky
was holding my hand and she squeezed it.  "She asked me to marry her too,
isn't that cool?"

   "Huh?" Sonya swallowed hard and looked at me.  "What happened?"

   "Well..." I looked at Becky and she looked at me and then we both looked
at Sonya and smiled.  "My penis was really hard and Becky's slit was really
wet, so we wanted to make a baby, since we're best friends..."

   "Yeah, so Amanda put her thing inside me and it hurt a little, but the
second time it was okay and..."

   "Whoa...whoa...Second time?" Sonya held up her hand.

   "Yeah, we did it twice cause it was still hard..." I answered.

   "And it felt kinda good too." Becky added.

   "And Amanda, when she came...I mean, she didn't pull out before her
sperm, um..." Sonya was having a hard time finding the words and I wished
Nancy was there.  Becky's mom was good with words.

   "No, uh-uh..." Becky shook her head.

   "I squirted twice." I smiled proudly.

   "...it's a lot and I need a bath I think." Becky looked down, lifting
her dress so we could see her panties soaked through with juices from our
sex.  "It still hurts a little too." Becky looked up.  "I was bleeding a
little, is that okay?  Is it cause I was so small?  Amanda's penis thingy
is kinda big..."

   "It was real big." I nodded.

   "...yeah her penis was huge!" Becky nodded too and we waited for Sonya
to congratulate us.

   "Oh shit." Sonya said softly and the she picked up her wine glass and
drank it all in 3 loud swallows, even though it was a big glass and pretty
full.

   I looked at Becky and she squeezed my hand again, neither of us knew
what that meant.

   "Amanda, you go home.  Right now..." Sonya started saying.

   "But what about..." Becky started talking too.

   "...and don't tell anyone about this, not a word..." Sonya stared at me.

   I was nodding.

   "...we wanna tell mom about it though!" Becky was still talking.

   "...to anyone, Amanda.  Promise me!" Sonya demanded and I nodded some
more.

   "I promise." I didn't know what the big deal was.

   "What's wrong?" Becky was asking.  "Why's Amanda in trouble?"

   "She's not, Becky, nobody's in trouble.  I just need time to think..."
Sonya caught me still standing there.  "...Go on, Becky will call you
later, I promise."

   "Yes ma'am." I licked my lips, not really wanting to say goodbye to
Becky, but I guess I had to.  "Bye Becky."

   "Bye Amanda." She smiled at me, but she was confused like me, and she
gave me a quick kiss on the lips.  "See ya later, okay?"

   "Okay." I nodded.  "I love you."

   "I love you too." Becky smiled shyly.

   "Now..." Sonya was saying as I left the house, "...let's get you
upstairs in the bath.  When was your period?...Two weeks ago?  Grrrr..."

   I went home pretty much aching to tell everyone the good news,
especially my mom, but I'd promised Sonya I wouldn't, so I didn't say
anything.  I just said hi to mom and Marcia, who were planting some roses
in front of the porch, and went into the house to do my homework.  Usually
I waited until Sunday night to do it, but I didn't feel like doing much of
anything really, so I did that.

   "What's wrong with you?" Tricia asked me.  She's my middle sister and 3
years older than me, so she was already 16 then.  My oldest sister,
Veronica, was almost 18 and getting ready to go to college.

   "Nothing." I shrugged, working on my algebra, which I was really bad at.
Mostly I just tried to guess the right answer and do the problems
backwards, sorta, but that hardly ever worked.

   "Then why you doin your math, pumpkin head?" Tricia loved me, I mean we
are sisters, but she hated me too.  We are sisters afterall.

   I wonder a lot if all sisters have a love-hate thing, or if it was just
the four of us, because we all did with each other.  I was pretty close
with Carol, who was almost 15 and Veronica treated me okay mostly, but
Carol and Veronica argued all the time.  Kind of like me and Tricia.  But
it wasn't like we hated each other, just that we liked to tease each other
and look for reasons to get each other in trouble with our parents.

   "Cause." I shrugged.  "How come you're not out with Heather?" That was
Tricia's best friend and they were like twins usually.  Siamese twins.

   "She got the chicken pox." Tricia shrugged.

   "She didn't have it before?" I erased 15 minutes worth of work cause I'd
guessed wrong.

   "Guess not." Tricia sang.  "Where's your girlfriend?" She teased me,
because I always got a little miffed when she called Becky my girlfriend,
but this time I didn't.  Becky really was my girlfriend now and pretty soon
everyone would know.

   "She's at home." I smiled.  "Taking a bath probably."

   "You're acting weird, what's up?" Tricia knew when I was hiding
something; we all did about all of us.

   "Nothing." I shook my head.

   "You liar." Tricia put her hands on her hips.  "I'm gonna tell mom
you're a liar."

   "Oh yeah." I rolled my eyes.  "Like she'd believe you, Thong Girl."

   She was bluffing and we both knew it, for a couple reasons.  First,
because we were too mature for the old 'I'll tell mom on you' game; and
second, we had to trust each other not to tell mom some stuff.  Not like
really bad stuff, but the little important and personal things, like the
fact that Tricia had a new pair of lacy thong undies buried under her
t-shirts.  Mom wasn't real big on thongs and had told Tricia a hundred
times she couldn't have one, I know because I'd listened to them argue
every night over dinner for 3 days straight.

   I wasn't exactly sure why anyone would want to wear a thong.  I didn't
even know what one was until I'd found it in Tricia's dresser.  I'd had to
ask Veronica about it; but anyway, it didn't look very comfortable, even
for a regular girl with a slit.  For a girl like me with testicles and a
penis it looked kind of painful.  At least it ran Tricia off though and I
went back to my math.

   I waited and waited for Becky to call me, but she never did.  I ate
dinner wondering why, pretending to be listening to Veronica talk about her
SAT scores.  She'd gotten a 735 Verbal and a 680 Math, so that was like
1415 or something, which I guessed was kinda good, but I didn't really know
for sure.  Veronica said it was mostly cause Ms.  Peterson was such a good
teacher, and Ms.  Eversman too.  That got my penis hard, again, right at
the dinner table.  It was seriously annoying sometimes and I'd sorta hoped
that now that Becky was pregnant it wouldn't get hard again for awhile.

   It stayed hard too, because it was just stubborn, I guess.  It was my
turn to wash dishes so I just sorta bounced my hips while I stood at the
sink, making a little 'boink' sound in my head every time I pushed my hard
penis against the kitchen cabinet.  It actually felt kinda good doing that.
I did it in church too, sometimes, rubbing my penis against the old wooden
pew in front of me and really hoping God would understand.  I figured if
God was a she, I'd get some sympathy anyway, and if God was really a He,
well, He'd understand for sure, right?

   After that I just decided to go to bed after my bath.  I always liked
baths, a lot more than showers.  You couldn't really get clean in a shower,
it didn't seem to me.  It was like getting rained on and I didn't like it.
Too much work.  A bath was fun though cause I could lie down and wash
myself slowly.  I washed my breasts carefully, really wondering when they
were gonna grow.  I would have nice ones, I thought, someday.  Maybe big
like my Marcia's, who wore like a 38D bra or something.  Or even small like
my mom's, which weren't that small, just smaller than my step-mom's.  Even
really small, like Becky's new trainers, that would be something at least.

   But all I had were small dark nipples that got hard when I played with
them.  It felt good too, and that was maybe my only real secret.  I'd never
even told Becky I liked to play with my boobs.  The only problem was that
playing with my nipples always made my penis super hard and it was
impossible to ignore it, even though I tried.  But I usually ended up
playing with that too, just a little.  Squeezing it mostly, but not so much
I'd shoot my stuff out or anything.  That woulda been kinda gross,
especially in the bathtub.  It was bad enough having a wet dream once or
twice a month.

   That night was really bad though and after my bath, when I was in my
bed, I couldn't help touching my penis.  I pushed my panties down and
lifted my nightie enough so I could reach my nipples and just played with
myself under the sheets, thinking about Becky mostly and how we were gonna
get married.  And then I thought about her little 13 year old tummy getting
big cause she was pregnant.  I tried to imagine her boobs getting bigger,
filling up with milk.  She'd grow really fast then, I was sure, and it
would be so cool.  She'd be 14 when the baby was born and I knew she'd be
the most beautiful little mommy in the world.

   I wished I could get pregnant too, but I wasn't totally dumb.  I didn't
know a whole lot about anything, none of the girls my age did.  All we knew
about what happened outside of Venice was what our mother's told us and
sometimes that wasn't very much at all.  But I did know that being a girl
with a penis meant I could only get other girls pregnant, girls who didn't
have a penis, and that didn't seem really fair, but I couldn't do anything
about it.  At least I could have a baby with Becky though.  Mom and Marcia
couldn't ever have a baby together, which is sort of sad when you think
about it.  They should have had one, but Marcia loved us, we knew that, and
she was the best step-mom in the world.

   "What are you doing?" Carol's voice just about made me jump clear out of
bed.  I'd been so busy rubbing my nipple and squeezing my penis and
thinking about Becky being pregnant I hadn't heard my sister come in.

   "Nothin." I swallowed hard and blushed and wished the room was darker,
but it wasn't.  There was plenty of light from the aquarium we had to show
Carol exactly what I was doing.

   "I saw you." She giggled.  "Let me see it!"

   "No, go away!" I whispered.

   "Uh-uh, I seen it before, come on...I wanna look.  Is it really hard?"
Carol was trying to pull down my sheets and I was trying to cover myself
and keep the sheets up all at the same time.

   "Carol!  Stop!" I said, but she was determined and she managed to get
the sheet down enough so she could see my hand covering my stiff penis.

   "Oh cool!" She giggled some more.  "I never saw it hard before, does it
hurt?"

   "Sometimes." I sighed.  "Look, go ahead, but that's all and then leave
me alone, okay?"

   I moved my hand and penis jumped up like a Jack-in-the-box.

   "It's neat." Carol said and then I felt her hand on it.

   "Hey!" I slapped at her lightly, "Stop it.  Just looking!"

   "But I wanna touch it too.  Please?"" She was climbing on my bed.  "I
never saw it like that before."

   "Just uh..." I cleared my throat.  "...squeeze it a little."

   "Like this?" Carol's hand was soft and cool and damp and I realized
she'd just taken her own bath, or maybe a shower, but I thought she liked
baths better.

   She was just wearing a towel too and that didn't mean much really, since
we were sisters and shared our bedroom.  I'd seen her like that a gazillion
times, and she'd seen me naked a whole lot too.  But this was different all
of a sudden because she was squeezing my penis and sitting on my bed and
barely dressed.

   "Yeah." I sighed a little, "Keep doing it like that."

   "It's really hot." She smiled at me.  "I do it too."

   "What?" I asked her.

   "I touch myself, in bed." She lowered her eyes a little.  "I mean when
you're asleep, I like it."

   "Really?" I moved over a little because Carol was lying down next to me,
on her left side facing me as I lay on my back.  She kept squeezing my
penis with her right hand.  She was pretty, like all of us were, with
blonde hair, but a little darker than mine, and the same bright green eyes.
She had nice boobs too, almost as big as mom's and her towel was loose so I
looked at them.

   "Do you touch your boobs too?" I asked her.

   "Yeah." She nodded.  "Do you?"

   "Uh-huh." I sucked my lip for a second.  "I wish mine would grow."

   "They will." Carol giggled.  "You just gotta wait til you get older.  I
didn't have any til last year, remember?"

   "Yeah." I agreed.  "That feels good." I was moving my hips a little.

   "Do you want to touch mine?" Carol asked, she let go of my penis for a
second so she could undo her towel.  "There...just feel me down there.  Did
you ever do that before?"

   "No." I shook my head, reaching down tentatively to feel my sister's
sex. She had more hair than Becky and it was still wet and her skin was
cool, except for her pussy.  It was warm and as I pressed my fingers
lightly against it I could feel the heat inside.  She was a little bigger
down there than Becky too, her pussy had soft lips, sort of puffy and loose
and I was able to slide my finger between them, not inside her or anything,
just along the length of her slit.  It felt buttery.

   "That's nice, Amanda." Carol sighed and spread her legs a little more.
"I was touching it in the bathtub."

   "Yeah, you're really hot too." I nodded.

   "Hey, I'll tell you a secret." Carol moved a little closer so I could
smell her breath, all minty toothpaste flavored.

   "What?" I whispered back, exploring her sex slowly with my fingertips.

   "Me and Jenny finger each other all the time." Carol giggled and gave me
a hard squeeze.  "She showed me how."

   "Jenny Reeves?" I stared at her.  "She's beautiful." A lot of girls had
a crush on Jenny, probably some of the adults too, since the girl was
almost seventeen.  She was tall and dark and really pretty in sort of an
untouchable way, like a painting come to life.  But she acted like it too.

   "Yeah." Carol sighed.  "She said I was her secret girlfriend.  You can't
tell anyone okay?"

   "Okay." I nodded.  "Wow, Jenny Reeves.  That's pretty cool.  I didn't
think she really liked girls." I didn't think she liked anyone.

   "That's what she says." Carol giggled and then her mouth was on my ear.
"She licks me too."

   "No way!" I stared at my sister.

   "Yeah, I swear!" Carol nodded seriously.

   "Do you lick her?" I asked.

   "Sometimes." Carol blushed.  "I just sorta started though.  She's
teaching me."

   "What's it like?"

   "What, licking her?  Or getting licked?"

   "Both." I giggled.

   "It's way nice." Carol smiled.  "I cum a lot."

   "What's that?"

   "Cum?  That's what Jenny calls it when it feels really, really good. 
Like when you shoot your sperm, that's cumming."

   "Sounds kinda dumb." I laughed.  "It's all going out."

   "Yeah." Carol laughed too.  "I don't know why she calls it that; she
says everybody calls it that."

   "Well, she would know I guess." I shrugged.

   Jenny and her mom had moved into the town just a year before, when Jenny
was already 16 and she knew a lot about a lot of stuff, but mostly she kept
to herself.  She didn't like Venice very much, she said it was boring and
we were all just a bunch of little kids.

   "Yeah." Carol nodded.

   "Hey, I got a secret too." I said, rubbing my sister's slit a lot harder
now.  I even had my finger inside, but not too far, I didn't want to hurt
her or anything.

   "Oh yeah?" Carol rocked her hips and squeezed my penis.  "Tell me."

   "I will, but it's a serious one, okay?" I knew I shouldn't be saying
anything, but Carol had told me a serious secret and I loved her and
trusted her as much as anybody.

   "Yeah, I won't tell anybody."

   "Okay." I nodded.  "Um, Becky is pregnant."

   "What?"

   "Shhhh..." I shushed Carol quickly.  "We did it today, me and her. 
We're gonna get married and have a baby."

   "That's so cool!" Carol grinned at me.  "You guys did it huh?  You put
your cock in her and everything?"

   "My penis?"

   "Yeah, your cock, that's what Jenny calls it." Carol giggled.

   "Uh yeah, I guess, we did it twice." I giggled too.  "I mean I never
really took it out, it was hard for a long time even after I squirted the
first time."

   "That's awesome, Amanda!" Carol shook her head.  "When are you guys
gonna get married?"

   "I don't know.  I didn't tell mom yet and Becky's mom wasn't home,
so..."

   "You should go tell her right now!" Carol whispered.  "She'll be so
happy!"

   "Yeah, I hope so," I smiled.  "But I promised Sonya I'd wait, cause she
wants to talk to Becky's mom first."

   "Well, I hope she doesn't wait too long." Carol said.  "You think I can
be a bride's maid?"

   "Yeah, I guess." I shrugged.  "You can be the Best Girl if you want, I
was gonna ask you."

   "Really?" Carol's eyes went big and she let go of my penis, getting on
top of me all of a sudden and hugging me so hard I thought she was gonna
break something.

   "Ufff-uhhh..." I gasped and I was sorta giggling too.

   "Thanks Amanda, I'll be your Best Girl, yeah." She was smiling and she
kissed me on the lips and then kissed me again and then I don't really know
how or why, but she was pushing her tongue in my mouth and I was sucking on
her tongue.

   I was suddenly aware of my sister's bare naked body on mine, her hard
nipples and firm breasts against my flat chest.  And her long smooth legs
were spread too, so Carol was straddling me and my penis was sticking
straight up, rubbing her 15 year old pussy as she wriggled against me.  It
felt really good though and I was hugging her back and mostly all I could
think about was kissing her.

   I'd never thought of kissing my sisters before, but it wasn't bad.  We
were like best friends, except we were related, so we were supposed to love
each other anyway.  It didn't hurt or anything, in fact it felt even better
than it had with Becky, but that was because Carol really knew how to kiss
good.  And she was moving her body around on mine and all I could do was
move back against her.

   "Ummm....there....uhhh...wait...the....ummm...." Carol was doing
something, breathing hard and smiling at me in between kisses and then I
felt her pussy, her little hole all hot and buttery, moving to find my
penis.

   "Wait...Carol..." I looked up at her.  My sister had found it and the
tip was in the right spot, as if by magic, and she was moving, rolling her
nice round butt and rocking her hips, letting my rock hard penis split her
swollen lips.

   "What?" She looked at me.  "Don't you want to?"

   "Yeah, I do but..." I swallowed nervously.  "I don't wanna hurt you. 
Becky was bleeding when we did it."

   "It won't hurt." Carol smiled and kissed me.  "Jenny already broke my
hymen with her fingers a long time ago."

   "What's a hymen...Ohhhh..." I moaned as Carol pushed herself down
slowly, letting my penis slide gently inside her hot wet sex until she was
sitting on me, with every inch of my penis inside her vagina.  She was
tight too, not as much as Becky, but still a lot better than a hand was.

   "Uhhhh...mmm...Good..." Carol sighed.  "I never did this before."

   "What's that hymen thing?" I asked again, catching my breath.

   "It's...I don't know!" Carol giggled.  "Jenny said it's a cherry and
when you have sex the first time it gets broke and there's some blood and
it hurts."

   "A cherry?  Did it hurt you?" We were being still, but I could feel the
insides of my sister's pussy trembling as it squeezed my penis.

   "Yeah, a little." She shrugged.  "But it went away after a day or two
and after that it just felt better and better every time."

   "Oh." I nodded.

   "Let's make a baby now." Carol whispered, letting herself fall forward
so that her boobs flattened to my chest and her mouth was inches from mine.
"We'll make a baby for mom and Marcia, okay?"

   "You want to get pregnant?" I asked, taking Carol in my arms again and
moving with her as she started grinding her tight sex against me.

   "Well, yeah!" She giggled.  "We sorta have to now, right?  You gotta cum
and I wanna feel it."

   "Oh, well, sure." I giggled.  "I just hope mom doesn't get mad."

   "Why would she get mad?" Carol kissed me, pressing her pussy down on my
penis...my cock.  "We're sisters; we should be doing this a lot."

   "Yeah." I kissed her back, pushing my tongue in her mouth this time. 
"You think Becky will be mad though?" That thought froze me.

   "No, silly!  She's gonna marry you, so she's my sister too!" Carol
grinned at me and then we started having sex really hard, a lot harder than
me and Becky had done it.

   And Carol didn't feel hurt at all, so whatever Jenny had been doing with
my sister, I guess it had worked pretty good.  She was practically bouncing
up and down on me and it was noisy.  The springs under my bed were old and
the headboard was banging on the wall.  And Carol wasn't very quiet either,
not like Becky had been.

   "Ohhh...God!  Amanda...God!  Oh God...Amanda!  I'm uhhh...I'm gonna
cummmmmm...!" She was really loud and that made me cum too, although I
didn't really know why.  Carol was just so excited it made it really
exciting for both of us, or something.

   I was shooting my sperm way up in there, inside my sister's womb and it
kind of hurt like it did sometimes, because my penis was sensitive, but
getting a little less every time I thought.  But Carol was riding me like I
was a pony or something, shaking and rocking her hips and kissing my face.
It must have felt really extra-good for her.  And it wasn't bad for me
either.  I was holding my sister's butt in my hands, squeezing her and
trying to hold her still while I was cumming.

   "Oh my God!" I heard my mom's voice and the lights were turned on and I
looked over at my mom, Marcia, Veronica, and Tricia all standing there
staring at us.

   "Hi mom." I gasped.  Carol couldn't really say anything, she was just
panting for air and I could feel her whole body contracting around my
penis.

   "What are you guys doing?" Tricia asked me.

   "Making a baby." I blinked and licked my lips.  "For mom and Marcia."

   "Can I have one too?" Veronica looked at my mom.  "Please?"

   "Girls will be girls." Marcia laughed lightly and offered me a smile but
mom was giving me one of those looks like maybe Carol and I were in
trouble.

   "Ohhhmmmm..." Carol opened her eyes, blinking at the lights and then she
was looking at the doorway too.

   "This is funny." Mom decided, crossing her hands over her breasts. 
"When you two are done come into the living room..."

   "A family meeting?" Tricia groaned.  "Tonight?"

   My penis was still hard and it gave a few week spasms inside my sister's
pussy as mom and Marcia left.

   "That's so cool." Veronica shook her head.  "I definitely want to be
next."

   "What's it feel like, Carol?" Tricia asked.  She was walking closer,
followed by Veronica, and she leaned over a little, her face disappearing
as she bent down to rake a good close look at my penis splitting Carol's
swollen sex.

   "It feels good." Carol giggled, wiggling her butt a little.  "Like being
filled up when you don't even know you're empty."

   I giggled too and then I felt Tricia's fingers on my testicles, she was
massaging them gently, giving them a little squeeze and that felt
surprisingly good.

   "I wish I was a girl like you, Amanda." My middle sister sighed.

   "Why" Veronica laughed.  "You don't even know what to do with what you
have already!"

   "I do too!" Tricia stood up, giving my oldest sister a dirty look.  "And
if I did have a penis I wouldn't put it in you!"

   Carol kissed me again, she felt warm and soft, like she was made out of
cotton candy and her tongue moved lazily in my mouth.

   "Yeah you would." Veronica laughed.  "You'd be a total slut!"

   "You don't even know what a slut is!" Tricia countered.

   "So?  Neither do you.  But it isn't good, I know that much!" Veronica
was rubbing Carol's back, sliding her fingers across mine as I squeezed my
youngest older sister's butt.

   "I better get up." Carol whispered.

   "Yeah," I nodded, "mom's waiting for us."

   "How are you gonna get into college if you don't know what a slut is?"
Tricia laughed.

   "Oh, it's gonna come out." Veronica said, ignoring Tricia, and they both
watched as Carol sort of rolled off me, my still hard penis sliding out of
her pussy with a soft wet sound.

   "It's big." Tricia giggled.  "That was all the way up inside you?"

   "Yeah." Carol nodded, laying down next to me.  "It was all the way in my
tummy, I think."

   "Are you pregnant?" Veronica touched Carol's stomach, pressing down just
a little.

   "Don't push on it!" Tricia said.  "God, they just made a baby, you want
it to look like you?"

   "Shut up." Veronica shook her head.  "Maybe it'll be brain damaged like
you."

   "Better than being ugly." Tricia laughed.

   "Don't say that stuff." Carol looked at our sister's and shook her head.

   "What are you doing?" I was looking at Veronica and she was taking off
the white denim shorts she was wearing.

   "I told you I was next." She looked at me as she stepped out of them.

   "But mom's waiting for us." I said.

   "So?  How long does it take?" Veronica giggled.

   "You can't get pregnant." Tricia said.  "When was your period?"

   "Like 3 weeks ago." Veronica was taking off her panties and I could see
her sex all covered with thick blonde pubic hair.

   "So you're gonna get your period any day now." Carol joined in.

   "Tuesday." Veronica shrugged.  "Probably."

   "You can't get pregnant then." Tricia repeated, "Didn't mom ever tell
you how that stuff works?  You gotta do it like halfway between periods or
something."

   "So?  Let me get on the bed, Carol." Veronica was pulling at Carol's
hand while I just lay there watching them.

   "I'll just move over here." Carol giggled and moved across me, lying on
her right side next to the wall.

   "Are you sure it's okay?" I asked.  "Mom looked kinda mad."

   "She wasn't mad." Veronica laughed at me, climbing on my bed.  "She
throws stuff when she gets mad."

   "Yeah..." I shrugged.

   "You're not gonna get pregnant." Tricia sat down at the foot of the bed,
turning her head to watch us.

   "What do you care?" Carol asked.  "Maybe she just wants to practice."

   "Practice is cool." I giggled.

   I was still really hard, which was almost unbelievable considering I'd
done it twice with Becky already, and now once with Carol.  But I hadn't
had a wet dream in like 3 weeks so maybe I had a lot of sperm too.

   "What do I do?" Veronica asked.

   Veronica was beautiful, like my other three sisters, like me I suppose.
She was older too, a real woman, with wide hips and a narrow waist,
generous boobs and lively green eyes.  She was just wearing a t-shirt and I
sorta wished she'd take it off too, but she didn't.

   "Just do it like I did." Carol giggled.  "Sorta get on top and put her
cock inside you..."

   "Why'd you call it a cock?" Tricia asked.

   Veronica was moving to straddle me much as Carol had done.

   "...and then just push down a little.  Cause it is a cock, that's what
some people call it." Carol answered.

   "Like this?" Veronica was sort of moving her hips, kneeling with her
legs spread outside of mine while I looked up at her.

   "I can't see..." Carol was sort of trapped now between me and the wall.

   "Here." Tricia made a sound of exasperation and then I felt her hand on
my penis.  "It's really hard.  Stop moving, Veronica, Jesus, let me get it
in there."

   "Owww...Careful, Tricia..." I winced as she bent my penis the wrong way.

   "What happened?" Veronica was looking down, trying to see.

   "Sorrrrrry." Tricia sang softly.  "If klutz would stop moving so
much...there...do it...is it in?  It looks in..."

   "Ohhhh....Yeah...It's in..." I felt Veronica's sex suddenly envelop my
penis and she was like a furnace inside and unbelievable tight.

   "Owwwie!  Stop!" Veronica made a little groaning sound.  "It hurts!"

   "I'm not doing anything." I looked up at her innocently.

   "It's all you, Vee" Carol laughed.  "You still got your hymen?"

   "What's that?" Veronica looked at Carol.

   "It's something...I don't know, like a little door or something, you
gotta break it the first time." Carol shrugged.

   "A little door?" Tricia laughed.  "What are you talking about?"

   "I guess I have one." Veronica shrugged.  "Is that why it hurts?"

   "It hurt Becky a lot too." I said, not really thinking about it.

   "What?" Tricia jumped on that with a grin and I realized what I'd just
admitted.

   "You did it with Becky?" Veronica looked down at me.

   "Yeah." I laughed nervously.  "Umm, I wasn't sposed to tell."

   "They're getting married." Carol was smiling.  "I get to be the Best
Girl."

   "How come you?" Tricia asked.

   "Cause she asked me to." Carol said a little smugly.  "Maybe she just
likes me more."

   "No, I like both of you, come on."

   "That's awesome, Amanda." Veronica was smiling.  "I remember when Judy
and Vicky got married, remember that?" We all remembered that, it was only
about a year before and it was the only wedding any of us had ever seen in
person.

   "Yeah." I smiled.  "I want to have a nice one like that too."

   "Are you gonna do it, or not?" Tricia asked, probably cause she was mad
she wasn't going to be my Best Girl for the wedding.

   "Yeah." Veronica nodded.  "But it hurts."

   "You're just a wimp." Tricia shook her head.

   "She is not." Carol defended our oldest sister.  "You don't know how it
feels when that hymen thing gets broken."

   "It can't hurt that much." Tricia stuck out her tongue.

   "I bet it does," I said.  "Its okay, Vee, you can do it anyway you
want." I was rubbing her hips and thighs.

   "Okay, I'll do it." Veronica licked her lips.  "Trish, can you um..."

   "yeah yeah...I'll do it, but if you chicken out again, I'm telling
everybody in town."

   "I ain't gonna chicken out." Veronica made a face, lifting her hips and
letting our sister guide the swollen head of me penis between the lips of
her sex.

   I was pretty excited by all of this, to tell the truth.  I mean I was
going to have another baby, with Carol, and maybe another one after that,
with Veronica.  Except Veronica was gonna get her period in a couple days,
so maybe not.  Mom hadn't really explained why timing was important to me,
but I guess she had to Tricia and Veronica at least.  Anyway, we could
practice and then after my sister's period was done, make a baby then.

   "Ummmm..." Veronica grimaced a little and hitched a sharp breath as my
penis started going inside her.  "Owww...Hssssssss..." She let the air out
between her teeth and I was tense too, it felt like her pussy was peeling
my penis like a banana, but that wasn't a good thought at all, so I tried
to think of something else.

   "Don't stop!" Carol said, "It's just barely in."

   "Theres...umm...something really hurts there." Veronica was pushing
down, but not really hard at all and I could feel her hymen thing blocking
my penis, just like Becky's had.

   "I knew you'd chicken out." Tricia frowned and before anybody really
knew what she was doing trish got up on her knees and sort of hugged
Veronica and just pushed her down.

   "Ahhhhh!!!" Veronica screamed and so did I, actually, as all of a sudden
Veronica's sex gave reluctant way and my hard penis speared about 6 inches
inside her virgin pussy.

   "There." Tricia rolled her eyes and clapped her hands, like she was
dusting them off.

   "You butthead, that hurts!" Carol said, reaching out to touch Veronica
and offer the girl some sympathy.

   "It hurt me too.  She's way tight inside there." I gasped.  Thankfully
Veronica wasn't moving at all, she just sat there, holding her breath, with
little tears in her eyes.  She was shaking too, trembling a little and even
though she was almost 18 and my oldest sister, right then she looked more
like a little girl to me.

   "She was gonna chicken out." Tricia crossed her arms.  "She's a big
baby, that's all."

   "Come here, lie down a little." I was whispering, pulling Veronica down
so she could lay on my chest.  She was heavy, but I barely noticed.  She
was crying and every movement probably hurt a lot.  My penis was way up
inside her and she was so tight I thought her pussy was just gonna pinch my
penis off.

   I held her and we didn't move at all.  I rubbed Veronica's back and
Carol stroked her hair and face, kissing our sister's wet flushed cheeks.

   Tricia just sat there, knowing she'd made a mistake and unwilling to
even admit it.  I hoped that whenever she got her hymen broke it hurt a
lot, even more than Veronica's did, but as soon as I thought that I
regretted it.  I just really wished Tricia didn't act so dumb all the time,
like she had something to prove.

   "Are you okay?" I asked Veronica softly.

   "It really hurts." She sighed.  "It was like a knife, Amanda."

   "I'm sorry." I kissed her.  "I didn't mean to..."

   "I know." She kissed me too.  "It's not your fault your penis is so
big."

   "Try this," I said, "open your mouth a little..."

   I spent about 10 minutes teaching Veronica everything I knew about
tongue kissing, and really I could have taught her all that in 10 seconds,
cause I didn't know very much at all.  She liked it though and I think it
helped a lot.  She wasn't crying anymore anyway and Veronica was soon
kissing me back, putting her tongue in my mouth too, exploring me eagerly.

   I moved a little, just to see if it was okay, and Veronica winced and
stiffened in my arms, but she actually pushed back, just a tiny bit and
then we were doing it.  Moving really slowly, more like grinding than
anything else and it started to feel good for me, for Veronica too, I
thought.  But not really good for her, it still hurt.

   "Let me kiss you now." Carol smiled and then she was kissing Veronica
while I held my oldest sisters hips and worked my penis slowly back and
forth.

   Tricia was just watching us, but she must have been feeling bad.  She
moved closer and touched Veronica's back, rubbing her sister gently and
finally apologizing.

   "I'm sorry, Vee." Tricia said softly.  "I didn't mean to hurt you."

   "I know." Veronica was catching her breath after kissing Carol long and
deep and I knew that must have been nice.  Carol was a really good kisser
and a second later Carol's mouth was on mine, giving me the same special
treatment.

   Tricia kissed Veronica's back and neck and then Veronica turned her head
so my two oldest sisters could kiss on the lips.  I watched them from the
corner of my eye while I played my tongue against Carol's, glad that they
were making up.  I think that was helping Veronica relax too because it
seemed like her vagina was softer now, still tighter than anything else in
the world, but yielding a little easier and definitely getting a lot wetter
than it was at first.

   "Do you wanna lick me?" Carol asked me, breaking our kiss as Veronica
sat up a little more.  Tricia was taking off her t-shirt, exposing her
braless tits, nice and pert, with bubblegum nipples that pointed up a
little.

   "I never did that." I breathed.

   "It's easy." Carol giggled.

   Carol moved awkwardly at the same time Trish was getting on her knees
behind Veronica, straddling me the same way my oldest sister was, and then
pressing her breasts against Veronica's back, sliding her body up and down.
She slid her hands under Veronica's t-shirt, and up so she could cup Vee's
tits in her hands, massaging them while Veronica turned her head so they
could kiss.

   "Do the tongue thing." Veronica giggled, trying to show Trish what she'd
just learned from me and Carol.

   "Mmmm..." Trish agreed, opening her mouth and accepting Veronica's
tongue.  They were both moving, Trish sliding her breasts up and down her
sister's flushed skin and coaxing Veronica to move with her so that she was
riding my penis slowly, letting it slide in and out of her just an inch,
maybe two, but it was enough to feel really good for me.

   "Here..." Carol had gotten above me, straddling my head and facing my
other two sisters.  Her pussy was right above my face, wet and smeeling
strong of sex, hers and mine.  She was full of my sperm, I knew that, and
it made me a little hesitant, but I was so hot right then I almost didn't
care.  Feeling Veronica's tight hot vagina wrapped around my cock, watching
her and Trish kissing, and now feeling almost smothered by my sisters, it
was making me feel like everything was perfectly okay.  Even licking my
sister after I'd shot my stuff inside her.

   She put her pussy right on my mouth and I didn't know what I was
supposed to do, but Carol was happy to tell me.

   "Use your tongue, Amanda...put it inside me...just like your cock, put
it in..."

   She was moaning as I did what she told me to, splitting her little ruby
lips with my tongue and suddenly getting a big gob of our cum dripping into
my mouth.  It didn't taste bad, kind of strong like mmm...salty lemon peels
or something, kind of tangy and sweet all at the same time.  I didn't have
much choice but to swallow it anyway and that just seemed to make it better
for Carol who was now kissing Veronica and then Trish, all three of my
sister's trading back and forth while I licked and sexed them.

   "So this is what's taking so long."

   Our parents were back and we all sort of froze I think, except I
couldn't really tell cause my face was trapped under Carol's pussy and
butt. My nose was pushed right up to her little butthole and it smelled
like Ivory Soap with just a little sweat.

   "Well, don't just sit there, hurry up." My mom was saying.

   "Come here..." I heard Marcia say and then the faint sounds of Carol's
bed squeaking.

   "You're gonna watch?" Tricia asked.

   "Are you shy?" Marcia laughed.

   "Uh, no." Tricia giggled and then we were all moving again.

   "Mmm...ohhh yeahhhh..." Carol was really grinding herself down on my
mouth after a few minutes, and I think I'd gotten most of my sperm out of
her, because now she was tasting more sweet and dour than anything else,
more wet and less gooey, if you know what I mean.

   Veronica was feeling better too, probably cause of all that kissing, and
her pussy getting more used to being stretched by my penis.  She was moving
a little faster and so was I, my penis really feeling good, and I was
jerking my hips, trying to push all the way into her tummy.  I was gonna
cum pretty soon and I almost didn't want to.

   "Wha-What are....you doing...mom..." Veronica asked in between gasps.

   There was a muffled sound and then mom's voice was clearer. 
"Sixty-nine, dear...Ummmm..."

   I almost giggled cause I had no idea what that meant.  I couldn't see
anything and I was hot and having a hard time even breathing under Carol's
sex as she mashed her pussy down on my mouth.  She was moving a lot and
then she told us all that she was cumming.

   "Ohhh Amandaaaaaah!" Carol was just as loud when I was licking her as
she'd been when we'd been making a baby.

   My mouth was suddenly filled with a little torrent of her juices too. 
Carol came a lot and it was really strong too.  It made my mouth pucker
like Tricia's lemonade and I swallowed as much as I could, but really my
whole face was soaked and my neck too.

   "Uhhhmm oh god...." Veronica was cumming too, except she didn't really
know what it was, I didn't think.  She was shaking and then bouncing on my
penis like it had never hurt her at all.  Her pussy felt like it was filled
with burning butter, squeezing me with a bunch of little spasms that made
me gasp and suck Carol's pussy even harder.

   My penis jerked inside my sister fast, like 5 or 6 rapid spurts, some of
them deep, some not so deep since she was still moving a lot.  My penis
almost hurt too, because it was suddenly too sensitive for all that moving,
but there wasn't anything I could do about that.  It made me cum a lot
though, my testicles felt like somebody was squeezing them as they tried to
push every last drop of sperm into my sister's womb.  It was really good
and different than the way Becky or Carol had felt.

   It took a few minutes before we all settled down enough to move.  We
were all hot and sweaty and breathless, even Tricia although she hadn't cum
or anything.  Carol got off me first, moving slowly and I was rewarded with
cool fresh air and I breathed deeply, licking my lips.  My tongue felt
thick and sore and I think my lips were a little bruised.

   I looked over at Carol's bed and I saw my two moms side by side, each of
them licking the other one's vagina.  I'd never seen them have sex, never
even imagined it, although I was sure they probably did it a lot.  It was
strange and kind of interesting.  They were holding each other tight and
moving their hips, making loud wet sucking noises.

   Tricia got off me next and then helped Veronica who was moving very
slowly, wincing with pain as my cock slipped out of her easily, going soft
finally.  There was a lot of blood too, well not a lot, but more than I'd
seen with Becky.  It was on my penis and down Veronica's thighs.  I felt
kind of bad about that and Veronica caught the look of guilty concern on my
face and she smiled weakly.

   "Its okay, Amanda.  It felt really good at the end.  It almost made it
stop hurting." She touched her pussy gingerly, standing next to the bed and
then sitting down finally.  Her t-shirt was pulled up above her large
breasts and her bra was all twisted and pulled down.

   "Awww...you broke one of the straps." Veronica frowned at her bra.

   "Sorry." Tricia said.  She was sitting on my bed too, watching our moms
make love.  "You shoulda taken it off."

   "You shoulda been careful." Veronica frowned.

   "You licked me good." Carol was pulling me so I could sit up.

   "Really?" I smiled at her.

   "Yeah.  I was cumming." Carol kissed me.

   "I could tell." I giggled.  "You tasted like Tricia's lemonade."

   That made everyone laugh, except Trish, she just gave me a dirty look.

   "Mmm...uhhh-huh...uh-uhhh.." Marcia stopped licking mom and she was
moaning softly, thrusting her hips as my mom pushed a finger in her wife's
butt.  I'd never think of doing that in a hundred years, but I guess Marcia
liked it.  She was cumming, we could tell, and all four of us watched as
mom sucked and swallowed Marcia's juices.

   "Mmmm...I love your cunt." Mom said, and I blinked at that, maybe we all
did, because it was a word I'd heard, but it was one of the really bad
words that girls called each other when they were mad.  I didn't really
know what it meant.

   "Did she say cunt?" Tricia asked and I nodded.

   "I guess that's a pussy." Veronica shrugged.

   "Yeah, it is." Carol giggled and we all looked at her.

   "How do you know?" Trish asked.

   I knew the reason, of course.  Jenny must have told Carol and I wondered
if there was anything Jenny didn't know about sex.

   "I don't know." Carol shrugged, keeping her secret.  "I just heard it
someplace."

   "If somebody called me a cunt I'd slap her." Veronica said.

   "Mom didn't call Marcia a cunt." I told my oldest sister.  "She said she
loved her cunt."

   "Yeah, but still..." Veronica shrugged.

   "Whew..." Mom was sitting up and Marcia just stayed lying down, smiling
happily at us.

   "Are we gonna talk now, mom?" I asked her.

   "I'm bleeding mom." Veronica said

   "Amanda's getting married, mom!" Tricia just had to say it.

   "I'm gonna be the Best Girl, mom!" Carol had to make sure mom knew that,
of course.

   "Slow, down, wait...let me catch my breath..." Mom was sorta out of
breath and her face was shiny with Marcia's cum.

   "Come here, Veronica." Marcia said lazily, lifting a hand.  "Let me see,
baby."

   Veronica got up slowly and walked gingerly the dozen feet or so to
Carol's bed.  We watched as our moms looked at Veronica's pussy, touching
her gently and talking softly.

   "She's not a baby anymore." Mom sighed.

   "I'll give her a bath." Marcia nodded.  "A nice warm bath, that'll
help."

   "Will I be okay?" Veronica asked.

   "Oh yeah, you'll be fine.  Just don't try and make any more babies for
awhile, okay?" Marcia smiled and then she was sitting up, leading Veronica
to the bathroom.  "Did it feel good?"

   "Sorta...but it hurt a lot..." Veronica was saying as she disappeared
through the open door.

   "Okay, first things first." My mom said and it was kind of weird seeing
her sitting there naked, facing her three youngest daughters who were also
mostly sorta naked.

   "It's okay to love each other, alright?  I'm not mad, I just
wish...well, I wish we'd talked about this a little more." Mom pursed her
lips a little.  "But you can't really talk about it, okay?"

   "What do you mean, mom?" Tricia asked.

   "I mean it's a private thing, just between us.  A family thing." Mom
smiled a little.  "I know there's a lot of women in Venice who love their
little girls, and a lot of girls who love their sisters, just like you guys
do, but it's not polite to talk about it, okay?"

   "Okay mom...yeah...okay..." We all answered.

   "This is our town, our special town, and we have our own rules." Mom
said.

   "Rules?" Carol tilted her head.  "Like not stealing stuff?"

   "Uhh yeah, sort of." My mom nodded.  "But different than that.  We live
here because we want to be free, we don't want to be worried about what
people think.  Like where we used to live, in Chicago, Marcia and I
couldn't be married.  It was against the law there."

   "Why?" I asked.  That sounded pretty dumb to me.

   "I don't know, but it wasn't just Chicago, everyplace is like that.  So
we wanted to live in a place where we could be married, see?" We all nodded
and mom went on.  "It's the same with incest..."

   "What's incest?" Carol asked.

   "...we wanted to, oh.  Incest is when sisters love each other, the way
you guys did tonight.  Or sometimes a mom might love her daughter that way
too.  It's when people who are related have sex..."

   "What's wrong with that?" Tricia frowned.  "Who else would we have sex
with?"

   Mom laughed.  "Uh, well, with someone you love, but the point is that
incest is illegal in most places..."

   "Except here?" I interrupted.

   "...right, except here in Venice.  The women here decided a long time
ago that so long as nobody got hurt, it was okay to express our feelings
the way we want to."

   "That makes sense." Carol shrugged.

   "Yeah, it makes a lot of sense." Mom nodded.  "Now there are some women
here, some families that don't really like stuff like incest.  But they
won't say anything because they know its part of what makes Venice special.
The same way some people don't really like boys..."

   "But we don't have any boys here." Tricia said.

   "Well, no we don't." Mom nodded.  "But, well, we do have one girl, one
very special girl, who has a penis." Mom was looking at me.

   "You mean me." I swallowed nervously.

   "That's right, dear.  Some of the women here just don't like that.  They
don't trust anyone with a penis and testicles and well, we have to be sort
of careful about what we say and do, okay?"

   "I don't understand." I looked at my mom.  "You mean people don't like
me?"

   "No dear everyone likes you just fine, it's just that they have a hard
time getting their little brains around the fact that you're a girl and not
a boy."

   "Amanda's a boy!" Tricia laughed and I gave her a little elbow.

   "Shut up." I said to her under my breath.

   "But Becky's pregnant." Carol said.  "They're gonna get married."

   Mom sighed.  "I know, I already talked with Becky's mom.  We have to do
a lot more talking and there's going to be a meeting tomorrow.  See, some
of the women, just a couple, are saying that this is what they were afraid
of.  That Amanda couldn't control herself or some nonsense."

   "I love her mom." I said defensively.

   "I know sweetheart." Mom nodded.  "I know you do, and Becky's mom knows
it too."

   "We just figured it was okay." I thought I was gonna cry maybe and I
didn't want to.  "Nobody ever said we couldn't."

   "Oh, Amanda, come here..." Mom spread her arms and I almost ran over to
her, needing a hug really badly.  "It's okay, it's my fault, alright?  And
Marcia's and Nancy's, all of us, we should have talked to you girls more
than we did."

   "I'm sorry, mom." I was pressing myself against her, hugging her tight
as my eyes filled with tears.

   People didn't like me, they were scared of me.  Becky's mom was mad at
me maybe.  I was confused and it hurt.  And I wasn't a boy at all, I just
had a penis, that's all, and if I could make a baby with Becky, or with my
sisters, what was wrong with that?  We loved each other.  People who were
in love were supposed to have babies.

   "Shhh..." Mom was rocking me and stroking my hair.  "It'll be okay,
you'll see.  You have a lot of friends, a lot of people who love you. 
There will be some people at the meeting who won't want us to stay, but not
very many, and it'll be okay.  We belong here, this is our town too,
right?"

   "Are they gonna make us leave?" Carol asked.

   "That sucks." Tricia said.

   "Just a few people want that, the girls who think every bad thing that
ever happened was because of a boy.  But most of us know better than that.
And besides..." Mom pushed me away from her, gripping my shoulders so she
could look at my face, "...nothing bad happened today, did it?"

   "N-No..." I whispered.

   "Of course not." Mom kissed me.  "You and Becky just grew up a little
faster than we expected, that's all, and we just have to understand that."

   "I um..." I swallowed thickly, wanting to confess everything.

   "What is it, Amanda?" Mom asked.

   "I...sometimes after school, Ms.  Peterson she uh...she licks me...down
there..." I glanced down, horrified to see my penis was hard again.  I
hadn't even realized it and I especially hadn't been thinking of sex or
anything.

   Mom pretended not to notice.  "Uh, I see...Ms.  Peterson, she sucks your
penis?  Until you cum?"

   "Uh-huh." I nodded, my face turning red.  "She swallows it."

   "Well, I'll have to..." She caught the look on my face.  I didn't want
to get Ms.  Peterson in trouble.  "Does it feel good?" Mom asked me
instead.

   "Y-Yeah." I nodded.

   "She doesn't force you or anything?  Like she didn't say she'd give you
bad grades if you didn't let her..."

   "What?  No!" I was shocked that mom would ever think that.  Ms. 
Peterson was really nice.

   "Well, then..." Mom took a deep breath.  "I guess its okay then."

   "Really?" I stared at her.

   "Yeah." Mom laughed and hugged me again.  "Just don't make a baby with
her, okay?"

   "I won't mom!" I agreed happily, hugging her back.  I didn't love Ms. 
Peterson like that, just Becky and my sisters.

   "And you guys leave Veronica alone for awhile, she's going to be kind of
sore for awhile.  It hurts some girls a lot the first time." Mom looked at
all of us.  "Sometimes it doesn't.  Trish, are you still a virgin?"

   Tricia shrugged.  "I guess so.  Um...I never did it with anybody.  Do I
have one of those hymen things?"

   "Yeah mom, what's a hymen anyway?" I asked.

   Mom was getting up.  "Spread your legs, take off your panties...you got
a little wet, huh?" Mom smiled at the damp spot on Tricia's baby blue
underwear.

   "Are you gonna break it, mom?" Trish asked, pulling down her panties. 
"If I got one?"

   "No, I just want to see." Mom knelt down on the floor, putting her
fingers between Tricia's thighs.  "You have a pretty pussy.  You all
do...let's see..."

   "Umm..." Tricia jerked suddenly.  "I felt that."

   "That's your hymen." Mom nodded and me and Carol got down next to her so
we could see it too.  "Its just a little bit of skin that covers the
vagina, see?  It's kinda deep in Trish, most girls have it really close up
front."

   "What's it for?" I asked.  It didn't really look like much, sort of a
little pinkish flap really, almost like it was see through, about an inch
inside her maybe, if even that far, just on the other side of something
else.  "And what's that thing?"

   "Okay." Mom took a deep breath.  "Let's see, this is Trish's urethra,
where her pee comes out, okay?" Mom tickled it with her finger.  "These are
the inner lips, the really small ones, the little labia.  And out here are
the big lips, well not really big, but bigger." Mom grinned.  "Those are
called labia too.  And this is her clit...it's hiding."

   Mom was rubbing a little knot of flesh at the top of Tricia's sex.  She
even kissed it a little, licking it with her tongue.  "Come on
baby...that's it..."

   "It looks like a little penis!" I giggled.

   "Yeah, that's what it is sort of, except it doesn't really do anything
except feel good." Mom stroked it and it wasn't very big at all, but it was
hard like my penis.  "How's that feel, Trish?"

   "Ohhh..." Trish just nodded and wriggled her hips a little.

   "See?" Mom chuckled.  "Just don't ever bite it or anything, be nice to
it.  The hymen, that doesn't do anything and nobody knows why women have
them, except maybe God really is a man and he wanted to prove it."

   "God's a man?" Carol giggled.

   "Who knows?" Mom shrugged.  "God might be a huge tomato for all we
know." That made us laugh nervously because we thought maybe God would get
mad being called a tomato.  "Anyway, there it is...maybe you should let
Amanda break it for you." My mom said to Trish.

   "Uh..." My sister looked at my mom and then leaned forward a little,
looking down at my hard penis.  "I don't want to."

   "She's scared." Carol laughed and then shut up quick when mom looked at
her.

   "It's okay not to want to and it's okay to be scared too.  Nobody can
ever make someone do something they don't want to, understand me?  Not in
this house.  If Trish doesn't want to do it, that's her decision, not yours
or mine or anybody's.  Do you girls understand me?"

   "Yeah mom.  Sorry." Carol said softly and I nodded too.

   "Maybe, um...I'll think about it for a little bit." Tricia said.

   "You can think about it as long as you want, dear." Mom hugged her. 
"And if you decide you want someone else to do it, that's fine too."

   "Okay." Tricia nodded.

   "Now I'm going to go check on Veronica." Mom stood up.  "You girls play
nice."

   "Sure mom...okay...yeah, mom..." We all nodded.

   "Hey, you wanna do that 69 thing with me?" Carol grinned at me.

   "Aww...I wanted to do that..." Tricia frowned.

   "Nice, I said..." Mom paused at the door, staring at us.  "You can all
do it, just make a daisy chain."

   "What's a daisy chain?" I looked at mom.

   "You girls are smart enough." Mom giggled and shook her head.  "Just
figure it out."


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