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   Wild Days

   Chapter One

   My parents handed me a twenty dollar bill when they left for the
cottage, and told me to stay out of trouble.  This was the first time
they'd left me alone for an entire weekend and I was determined not to
disappoint them.  Rather than go out with friends on Friday night, I stayed
home to watch TV.  Early to bed with the alarm clock set and up at the
crack of dawn.  I began mowing the lawn and was finished before ten
o'clock. It felt good to be responsible.  I took a long, hot shower, paying
particular attention to my eager young cock.  I didn't jerk off, but I
wanted to.

   The doorbell rang just as I stepped out of the bath tub.  Everyone in
town seemed to know my parents and sister had gone to the beach, and I
assumed the visitor was one of my friends.  I wrapped a casual towel around
my waist and walked to the front door.

   Water was still running off of my chest as I pulled the door open to
find myself face to face with Susan.  Her fifteen-year-old Teeny Bopper
body was clad in a skin tight halter and the most minuscule short-shorts
I've ever seen.  Not only was she supposed to be with my sister for the
weekend, but the outfit exposed quite a bit more flesh than it covered.

   Susan is a tall slender blond with long luscious legs, a tight
sculptured ass, pear shaped breasts, hazel eyes and every bit as beautiful
as any model.  For two years I've watched her change from a pretty
girl-child into one of the sexiest girl-women on earth.  Watching her
became an obsession several months ago, when she began to suntan with my
sister on a regular basis.  Until you've seen her bikini-clad body glowing
in the sun you haven't seen anything.

   She likes to untie her top and often forgets that the cloth is not
fastened around her.  On more than one occasion she has accidentally shown
her naked breasts in their entirety.  I'm not afraid to admit the sight of
her inspires me to jerk-off.  I'd rather jerk-off looking at her in a
bikini than some babe in a magazine.  Yes, I've sent my jizz flying over
many center-folds who couldn't hold a candle to her.  You can imagine my
delight at finding her on my front porch.

   My sixteen-year-old, sex-starved penis reacted like a cobra ready to
strike and I felt my shaft throb and quiver against the towel as it filled
with blood.  First it tried to flip-flop straight up but the weight of the
fabric was too great.  I made a rather noticeable tent and Susan's eyes
widened when she noticed.

   I was in pain, yet too embarrassed to reach down and adjust myself. 
Finally, after several agonizing seconds I felt my straining cock roll to
one side releasing the towel and spring straight up.  My seven inches must
have put on a spectacular show because Susan gasped.

   "Sorry, I thought you were Paul." I felt the towel slipping so I reached
down to hold it in place.  It would have been pointless to try to hide my
erection behind my hands at that point, however, I didn't want to lose the
last remnant of my modesty so I held the towel tight.

   Susan looked into my eyes, her expression one of delicious amusement. 
She had me, and she knew it.  "Is this how you greet my brother?"

   "No!  I mean. . .  Yes.  No.  I just got out of the shower, dammit,
and....  Oh, never mind.  What are you doing here anyway?  You're supposed
to be at the beach with my sister!"

   "Last night I decided not to go and called Mary.  Didn't she tell you?"
Susan glanced down.  Her eyes seemed to stare through the towel.  They
lingered for a few moments, sizing me up, then glanced back up into my
eyes.

   "No, she didn't.  But why would she tell me that you weren't going with
her?  What difference does it make to me?" A thousand wild thoughts raced
at a million miles an hour through my mind.  Everything this beautiful
creature did was important to me, and only I knew it.

   "Normally she probably wouldn't; but I asked her to tell you I was
coming over.  I left my bikini here yesterday and I need it back.  I guess
she forgot."

   "I guess she did."

   It seemed that I was also having an effect on her.  Her nipples had
become large and swollen, straining like a pair of plump, ripened cherries
under her halter.  I yearned for the moment when I could touch and indulge
myself in their excitement.  Somehow, someday, I would overcome my
apprehension.  For now, the sight and my thoughts were enough.

   My eyes boldly traced her chest, past the flat expanse of her tummy, and
came to a rest between her thighs.  Here the fabric was stretched taut with
a crease running down into her swollen womanhood, limning the outline of
her pussy lips.

   It was clear that she wore no panties.  My cock pulsed under my towel
and I wished I were the fabric wedged against her tender labia.  I also
wondered if she was as wet as I was horny.

   "Well?"

   "Well what?" I jumped.  I looked away from her crotch, feeling ashamed
of my thoughts.

   "Well?" The musical sound of her fragile voice brought me back from
nevernever land.  Susan giggled.  The fact that I had been consuming her
with my eyes didn't bother her at all.  "Can I come in and get my bikini?"

   "Oh.  Uh, sure." I stepped aside.

   Susan's body followed her jingling breasts as she stepped past me.  I
closed the door and turned to watch her as she walked down the hall.  The
cheeks of her ass poked out the back of her shorts.  I whistled under my
breath as she turned the corner and disappeared into my sister's bedroom.

   From the hall I could see into my sister's room and Susan's reflection
in the mirror.  I watched her reach into a drawer and pull out a blue
bikini.  She held the tiny cloths in front of her body, admiring herself in
the mirror.  Then something entirely unexpected began to happen.  She set
the bikini down and began to undress.

   She removed her halter and I had a perfect view of her breasts.  I
gasped when her hands rose to fondle them, pinching and squeezing the
swollen nipples until they were dark pink and ready to explode.  She began
to twist and pull, using such force that I'd have thought she must be
hurting herself had I not seen the look of ecstasy on her face.  Finally
she cupped the pointed mounds and admired her handiwork in the mirror. 
Then her hands dropped below my line of sight.

   I knew she was taking off her shorts and it was agonizing not to be able
to see.  After a few moments it became apparent that her hands were doing
more than removing clothes.  I expended every once of self-control to keep
from rushing in on her.  Instead I let my towel fall to the floor and I
began to jerk-off without reservation.  When Susan brought one of her hands
up to her mouth and licked her fingers, I nearly came on the carpet.

   After Susan finished licking the fingers of both of her hands she picked
up the bottom of her bikini and began to put it on.  As she bent over to
tie it, I saw a profile of her breasts that revealed the size of her pink
nipples.  Dangling out against the white backdrop of the wall, each swollen
bud was a dollar-sized space capsule with a fat thumb-sized protrusion a
full half inch long.  I nearly came again.

   Her hands came up to her breasts once more.  Her fingers pinched and
pulled out on her nipples and she closed her eyes from the pleasure while
she twirled them roughly.  Her eyes were still closed when she reached for
the top half of her bikini and began to put it on.  The tiny triangles
barely covered her areolae, leaving most of her mounds bare.

   My hand was still wrapped around my cock and stroking furiously when
Susan suddenly opened her eyes.  My peripheral vision told me she was
looking at me in the mirror, but like anyone caught in the act I didn't
want to believe it.  I stopped stroking myself, but avoided direct eye
contact because there was a small chance that she didn't see anything.  I
knew I was wrong when I felt the heat of stare on my manhood.  Finally, I
could avoid it no longer and our eyes met in the mirror.

   It was a confusing moment.  She must have wondered how long I had been
watching her and I wondered how long she had been aware of me.  My heart
raced.  If I didn't make the first move I'd lose her.  I moved my hand back
to my erection and her eyes widened but she continued to watch.  I stroked
myself slowly wondering what to do next.

   Susan must have read my mind because her hands moved to her top and she
removed it.  I stroked my cock faster and she began to fondle her breasts
while we watched each other.  I began to walk slowly toward my sister's
room and she looked at me with pleading eyes.  I was overcome by desire and
misread her expression.  The closer I got the more I wanted her, but I
failed to see her reaction and by the time I got to the entrance to the
room she was frantically trying to replace her top.  I froze in my steps.

   "Please don't," I begged.  "I promise not to come any closer and I won't
try anything.  Just let me finish.  If you don't, I think I'm going to
die."

   "I've heard promises before." Susan's back was to me.  She looked naked
except for the strings around her back and waist and the one inch strap of
cloth that disappeared between her luscious buttocks.

   "If you didn't trust me you'd already have bolted." I began to stroke my
throbbing erection again.  "Please turn around and let me see your
breasts."

   Susan shrugged and turned around.  "I must be crazy," she muttered, then
let her top fall to the floor.  "You better not try anything."

   "I'm the crazy one." I felt the first quakes of orgasm rake my body.  My
knees weakened.

   "Why?"

   "For making that promise before I got a good look at you." I was in so
much pleasure that my hips were thrusting my cock into my pounding hand. 
"You're twice as beautiful as I ever imagined and it looks like your
breasts need a pair of hot lips.  I bet you want those nipples sucked just
as much as I want to suck them."

   "Maybe..." Susan blushed, she touched her nipples and her eyes stared
into mine pleading.  "...I want to let you but it's best if I don't.  At
least not yet."

   "Why?" I stared back.

   "Please." Her eyes fell to my cock.  "You promised not to try anything
and I want to watch you."

   "It doesn't matter.  now.  It's too late for me to try anything.  I'm
going to come!"

   My hand moved faster and faster, and my balls retracted in preparation
for that which was about to happen.  The intense pleasure caused me to rise
up on my toes.  My hand became a blur of motion on my cock and every muscle
in my body strained.

   "Do you want to lie down or something?" Susan asked with concern in her
voice and gestured toward the bed.

   "Oh, God.  Oh, God.  Oh, God!" I chanted.  I was stuck on the verge of
ecstasy for what seemed like eternity.  The pleasure built and built until
I knew I was going to have the mother of all comes.  I leaned against the
door frame for support and my free hand moved to my aching testicles and
milked them gently trying to nurse my orgasm along.

   "Let me see it, Susan.  Take off that G-string and show it to me."

   "You promised!" Susan took a step back.  Her eyes never left the sight
of my erection.

   "Please.  I'm gonna come any second.  Just let me see it.  Show me your
pussy."

   "Damn!" Susan sounded angry, yet she reached for the knot on her
G-string.  "I knew this would get out of hand."

   "Yes.  Yes.  Yes!" The first wave of orgasm swelled to monstrous
proportions and the anticipation of seeing her pussy overwhelmed body and
soul.  "Hurry!  I want to see it before I come!"

   Susan pulled the tiny triangle to one side and golden pussy hair came
into view.  And then I saw her pink lips.  They bulged out, moist and
swollen.  Clawed fingers tugged the crotch of her G-string aside and she
reached down with her other hand.  Middle and index fingers paralleled her
young slit and she spread herself, revealing open, flowered inner lips. 
She held the lips apart while her free hand came down to toy and rub her
clit.  Her eyes rolled back in their sockets from the sheer pleasure she
must have been administering to herself, and her clit extended from the
knotted sheath of flesh like a sword.  A finger disappeared between her
slippery inner lips and reappeared covered with creamy excitement.  The
fragrance of her sex was thick in the air, honey-suckle on a hot summer
day, and she must have known I'd imagine its flavor when she seductively
moved her glistening finger to her own mouth.  The playful smile on her
face became distorted and her expression became one of pure nastiness as
she reached back down.  With both hands she spread her pussy wide open and
I suddenly saw the secrets of her tight red hole.  At that moment my orgasm
overcame my body and soul.

   When the first shot flew eight feet across the room and landed on the
wall, Susan squealed with wonder.  The second shot didn't fare as well, but
still traveled more than five feet to land on my sister's bed.  The next
few were more like dribbling gushers than anything else.  Then I trembled
and quaked and a massive stream shot out against the wall again.  Susan
gasped and my cock exploded several more times as I fell to the carpet
exhausted.

   When I came to my senses I knew it had been no dream.  I was naked and
lying on the carpet in my sister's bedroom.  Come was on the wall, my
sister's bed, the carpet and all over myself.  I sat up in a daze.  Susan
must have left in a hurry; my come was still fresh and her shorts and
halter were on the floor.  I picked up her shorts to hold them to my face
and even the recent mother of all orgasms didn't stop my cock from
responding to the sweet smell.  The thought of her young pussy made me rock
hard within seconds, but I knew I'd have to wait.  Jerking-off alone would
never be the same again.

   Chapter Two

   I was lying on the couch watching TV when the phone rang.  I didn't want
to get up so I let it ring six times before I went to answer it.

   "Hello?"

   "Are you all right?" Susan's voice sounded relieved.  "Until I took your
pulse, I thought you'd died."

   "I'm fine, but what happened to you?  I woke up and you were gone."

   "I got scared and I guess I panicked.  Will you forgive me?  I should
have stayed until you woke-up."

   "It's okay, and you're forgiven."

   "Does your head hurt?"

   "No...  Why?"

   "You bumped it pretty hard when you fell."

   "I was in too much pleasure to notice.  By the way, I forgot to tell you
how sexy you look.  I've never seen a more beautiful girl."

   "I'm only fifteen."

   "And I'm only sixteen," I countered.  "But I've seen enough naked women
to know when I see a truly beautiful one like you."

   "You must be some stud!" Susan teased.  "Where do you see all these
naked women?"

   "In magazines." My face reddened.

   "Are you comparing me to pictures in nasty magazines?"

   "Do you mind?"

   "I'm flattered," Susan giggled.  "But I've also seen enough of those
pictures to know I'm not that sexy.  Besides, my tits are only 34 inches."

   "Lots of girls have to live with 32 and 33 inch breasts.  I think your
breasts are perfectly proportioned and that's more important than size. 
Besides, yours are still growing."

   "My mom wears a 37 inch bra."

   "There you go; you have a promising future."

   "What about my nipples?"

   "They're the juiciest buds I've ever seen.  I'd really love to suck on
them until you beg for mercy."

   "I bet you'd like me to beg for more than mercy," Susan giggled.  "What
do you think of my nipples?"

   "They're huge." I felt my cock stir.  "Why don't you bring them over
here?  My mouth is watering."

   "Not tonight, dear, I have a headache."

   "Are you teasing me?"

   "Yes...  and no."

   "What do you mean by that?"

   "It means, `Yes, I'm teasing you' and `No', because I really am too
tired to start anything tonight."

   "Tired?" I argued.  "I'm talking about having some fun, not work.  All
you'd have to do is enjoy."

   "What do you think I did after I watched you come all over your sister's
bedroom?  Do you think I ran home to clean the house?" Susan laughed.  "I'm
not the innocent little girl you seem to think I am.  Maybe I cleaned my
plumbing!"

   "Okay, okay," I laughed.  "But I want you to know that I feel cheated."

   "Why?"

   "You got to watch me but I didn't get to watch you."

   "Have you ever seen a girl do it?"

   "Masturbate?"

   "Yeah." Susan giggled again.  "Have you ever watched a girl masturbate?"

   "No." My cock was beginning to feel uncomfortable.  I reached down to
adjust myself.  My mind was filled with wild illusions of her
finger-fucking herself.  I had already glimpsed a sample and I had enjoyed
it.  "Would you do it for me?"

   "I don't know." Her voice was soft.  "I'd have to think about it."

   "Why?" I pressed.  "I did it for you."

   "That was different," she objected.  "I'm a girl.  Do you think you
could stand to just watch?"

   "I can jerk-off while I watch," I suggested.  "We could watch each
other."

   "You don't give up, do you?" Susan sighed.

   "I've never wanted anything more." I took a breath and changed the
subject.  "What did you think when you saw me doing it?"

   "I was scared at first when you started walking toward me.  You looked
horny enough to rape me or something.  But then I realized you were
harmless and I'm glad I stayed.  You put on quite a show.  I know someone
who would buy tickets to watch you come like that."

   "Tell her she can watch for free.  Does she put out?"

   "Jesus!  You guys are all alike." Susan began to giggle and laugh. 
"You'll fuck anything with two legs.  But what if I told you that you lived
with this girl?  Would you still be interested in knowing if she puts out?"

   "What?" I stammered.

   "Does the thought shock you?"

   "What do you think?" I was at a loss for words.  "The only girl that
lives here is Mary, my sister."

   "She's still a girl." Susan giggled.  "The last time I saw her naked she
looked like a pretty sexy girl, too.  Would you let her watch if she
wanted?"

   "That's crazy!"

   "Not as crazy as you think.  I bet she'd even give you a real good look
at her pussy while you jerked-off." Her voice sounded wicked.

   "You can't be serious.  What makes you think my sister would want to
watch me jerk-off?" My heart began to race with excitement.  Ever since I
caught a glimpse of my sister getting out of the shower a few months ago
I've been trying to see more.  She was definitely very, very sexy.

   "She knows you spy on her." Susan changed the subject.

   "What?" I gasped

   "She told me," Susan giggled wickedly.  "We tell each other everything."

   "I can't believe this.  Mary knows I spy on her?  Why would she tell
you?" I twinged with nervousness.

   "I'm not suggesting." Susan paused.  "It's a fact."

   "Prove it." I my face turn red.

   "Two weeks ago; I believe it was a Monday night.  Mary was changing into
a nightie when she heard a noise outside of her window.  She knew it was
you so she stripped down to her panties and put on a tit show.  She has
nice tits, but I bet you wanted to see what was under her panties, didn't
you?"

   "It could have been anyone." My pulse quickened.

   "Maybe you didn't notice it, but her window was open an inch.  You made
quite a bit of noise climbing in and out of your bedroom window.  She heard
you come and she heard you go." Susan chuckled.  "She even heard your
zipper go down.  Can you imagine that?  Jerking off outside your sister's
window!"

   "Jesus Christ." I was embarrassed.  "I can't believe this!  What else do
you know?"

   "A couple days ago Mary was watching TV when you got home from school.
She had on a thin white blouse with no bra underneath.  Her breasts must
have presented a lovely sight because you couldn't keep your eyes off them.
She left the top three buttons open for a reason."

   "Okay, okay...  That's enough." I was confused.  Mary not only knew
about my unbrotherly desires, but was actively inciting them.  Even worse,
she was telling Susan all about it.

   "Do you remember the mini she was wearing?"

   "Yes." I swallowed hard.  I thought about hanging up the phone and
whipping out my dick.

   "She borrowed it from me." Susan giggled.  "It's kind of short, isn't
it? I get so many whistles and stares that I won't wear it in public
anymore.  Did she have panties on?"

   "No." I reached down to free my erection.

   "Isn't that wild?" Susan laughed.  "Your sister showed you everything
she's got.  Right there in broad daylight while you were watching TV.  Did
it make you hard or what?"

   "Maybe, but why would I tell you?" I was getting more excited by the
second.

   "Mary and I share all of our secrets, even the nasty, unsisterly ones.
She told me you got so hard that you were practically sticking out of your
shorts.  Why didn't you just whip it out right then?  Mary would have loved
it!"

   "This is getting too crazy, Susan." I leaned against the wall and my
hand went to my manhood.  I began to stroke myself.  "Why...  why are you
telling me this?"

   "Well, for one thing, I left that door open on purpose because I get
jealous every time Mary talks about you.  I wanted to see what it was like
to be her.  But when you saw me and started walking toward me, I suddenly
realized you wanted to do more than look.  I also realized I wanted it,
too."

   "If that was true, you'd have let me," I objected.

   "Please try to understand." Her voice became a whisper.  "I wasn't
afraid of you.  I was afraid of hurting Mary.  She's my best friend and
I've known her a lot longer than I've known you.  While I was pretending to
be her I knew she'd have wanted to be me at the moment you were making your
move.  She would have been very jealous."

   "This is too much!" My heart pounded.  The prospect that Susan offered
was far beyond my wildest dreams.  I was consumed by incestuous thoughts.
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

   "Let me tell you a secret.  The walls in your house are pretty thin. 
Every time you jerk-off, Mary can hear your balls slapping around.  I've
heard it myself a couple times when I spent the night with her.  She knows
when you jerk off and she knows you do it every time you spy on her."

   "This is embarrassing!" I was beet red now.

   "I think it's cute.  Why don't you go look under her bed?  She does more
than just lie there while she listens to you." Susan's voice trailed off
and the click was followed by a dead line.  When the receiver finally
emitted a warbling off-hook signal I returned the handset to its cradle.

   I was dumbfounded.  I must have sat there for twenty minutes before I
went to my sister's bedroom.  Susan's shorts still lay on the dresser where
I'd left them earlier.  I picked them up and pressed them to my face.  The
fragrance of her pussy was still strong.  My cock ached and throbbed for
release but I put her shorts down and walked to my sister's bed.  Half of
me wanted to stop, but the other half had to know.  I dropped to my knees
and looked.

   I found two magazines.  One was a Penthouse that I recognized as one
that had mysteriously disappeared a few weeks ago.  It's amazing how things
can just walk off from under a bed, and because of self-incrimination, no
questions are ever asked.  The other magazine was the size of a paperback
and I would have overlooked it completely had it not been on top of the
Penthouse.  When I saw its cover I gasped.

   REAL LETTERS FROM FAMILY LOVERS!

   My heart raced.  I opened the cover and it was sure enough full of
letters about incest.  There were stories of brothers and sisters, fathers
and daughters, mothers and son, aunts and uncles, cousins and just about
every possible combination a family can have.

   I began to read.  The stories were not only hot, they were also
believable and obviously written by different people.  Needless to say I
went straight to the section on brothers and sisters.  Within minutes I got
so excited I had to free my cock.  I stroked myself as I imagined my sister
would do while I read about a girl who fucked her brother in the basement
of their house.  Within minutes I was ready to come.

   After cleaning up the last mess I didn't want a repeat performance.  I
looked under my sister's bed for something to come on and saw a pair of
panties that would be perfect.  But when I reached to retrieve them I got
more than I bargained for; a dildo fell out.  I gasped at the thought.  Was
this what Susan had meant?  Did my kid sister fuck herself with a dildo
while she listened to me jerk off?

   I managed to wrap her panties around my cock just before exploding.  I
filled her intimate garment with wave after wave of come and lifted the
dildo to my face.  The smell of her pussy was faint on the plastic, but
nevertheless detectable.  My orgasm was fueled as I brought the dildo to my
lips and tasted it.  The flavor of my sister's forbidden pussy was weak,
but it filled me with an ardor I had not previously known.  I must have
presented quite a sight as I worshipped that dildo, but I didn't care.  I
kissed and licked every inch of the plastic phallus until I was satisfied
that every remnant of my sister had been consumed.  After my orgasm
subsided I crawled into Mary's bed with her panties still wrapped around my
cock.

   My fitful slumber was filled with wild dreams.

   Chapter Three

   I sulked around the house all morning waiting for the phone to ring, but
it remained obstinately silent.  Instead the doorbell rang at noon and I
opened the door for Susan.  To my delight she had on a thin summer dress
cut low enough to reveal her cleavage and lack of bra.  The points of her
nipples made nice impressions in the fabric and her hem was suggestively
high on her legs.  I wondered if she wore panties.

   "Hi," she chirped and entered the house.  She swayed to the sofa and sat
down.

   "Hello," I replied as I took a seat on the couch facing her.  She was
showing more thigh than was polite, yet not enough for me to see anything.
She was a good tease.

   "Did you look under her bed?"

   "Yes." I blushed as I remembered how I had sucked on the dildo.  I made
a mental note to never do it again.

   "What did you find?" she asked wickedly.

   "Two magazines, a Penthouse that I think she stole from me and another
that was full of stories about incest.  I also found the dildo."

   "Did it turn you on?" Susan winked.

   "Yes." I stared into her eyes.  "I jerked-off and came in a pair of her
panties."

   "Leave them under the pillow for her." Susan laughed and opened her
knees a few inches.  "I know she'll love to find them."

   "How long has she been using a dildo?" I had to look down because she
was indeed without panties and her bush stared out from between her thighs.
I licked my lips and wanted to see more.

   "Does it surprise you to know she uses a dildo?"

   "Yes." I reached for my cock to adjusted it.  "She's only fifteen."

   "I'm fifteen, too!" Susan let her knees inch apart a slight bit more. 
"Do you think I use a dildo?"

   "I don't know.  Do you?" I stared at her pussy.  Her bush was thick but
still thin enough to reveal the fat lips nestled underneath.  The crack of
her pussy was swollen with maturity, but its crevasse was clamped shut with
youthful tightness.

   "Yes." Susan shrugged.  "The dildo belongs to me and I let her borrow
it. What do you think now?"

   "I think I'm bigger and better," I said and reached for my zipper.  It
rasped open down and then I reached in to pull out my straining erection.
It was wild, stroking myself in front of her while she watched as though it
was the normal thing to do.

   "That looks like an offer." Susan blushed.  "Would you make the same
offer to Mary?"

   "She's not sitting in front of me with her pussy staring out from
between her legs.  But if she were, and knowing what I know now?  Yes, I'd
probably make the same offer." My heart raced at the confession.

   "I'm not the only one showing off." Susan pointed at my crotch.

   "Would you like me to put it away?"

   "No." Susan looked into my eyes.  "I dreamed about you last night.  Did
you dream about me or Mary?"

   "That's a loaded question."

   "It's okay," Susan giggled.  "I can imagine what was in your mind last
night, but I hope you thought about me just a little bit."

   "I thought about you a lot." One of my hands went to my swollen balls
and fondled them while I gripped my shaft more tightly.  She must have
enjoyed watching because her nipples got hard under her dress.  Her pussy
lips became puffy and flowered open to reveal the juicy pink inside.  I saw
that her clit was as hard as her nipples.

   "Take off your dress."

   Susan rose to her feet.  She reached for the hem and pulled her dress up
and off over her head in one quick motion.  The garment trailed from her
hand for a moment before fluttering to the floor.  She stood naked before
me for an eternity, then lifted her hands.  She cupped the mounds of her
breasts and held them up, offering their pink nipples to my stare.

   "They're beautiful!" I licked my lips and stroked my cock faster as I
imagined what it would be like to kiss and suck her huge nipples.  "Turn
around and show me your ass."

   "You're a real pervert!" Susan teased as she turned her back to me and
bent forward slightly, while her hands slowly slid down her sides until
they were on her round ass.  She fondled her cheeks like sexual organs for
a few long moments, then spread them playfully open.  I whistled
appreciation of her tight puckered anus and she reciprocated by bending
over double to reveal the wet rear entry of her youthful pussy.  She
searched my wild lusty eyes from between her legs while her hands moved up
the back of her thighs.  She smiled and winked when her fingers grazed her
vulnerable pussy lips, then she straightened up and spun around to face me.

   "You have a nice ass, too!" I was breathless.  She obviously knew the
mind of a sixteen year old boy.

   "And you have a nice erection." Her eyes stared at it.

   "How many have you seen?" I was curious.

   "Four." She smiled.

   "One belonged to the guy who took my virginity.  That was almost a year
ago.  I let him take it two dozen times over a two week period just to make
sure the job was done properly.  It was fun.

   "One belonged to a jerk who thought he was going to get some but he
never got more than a look.

   "One belongs to you, and the other is my brother's."

   "Paul?" I stammered.  "You've seen him hard?"

   "Yeah, he spies on me all the time and I've spied on him a couple times.
He'd probably flip if he knew I watched him jerk-off." She had a
mischievous look in her eyes.

   "You watched him jerk-off?" I asked incredulous.

   "Has he seen you do...  I mean...  has he seen you with that dildo?"

   "Hell no!" She laughed.  "I'd fuck him before I tortured him like that,
and I have no intentions of fucking him because he doesn't turn me on."

   "Good." I relaxed.  "But why do you spy on him?"

   "You're worse than your sister!" Susan sat down on the sofa and spread
her legs wide.  "I do it because it's naughty and I love to do naughty
things."

   My eyes widened at the sight of her pussy revealing its secrets.  Her
clit jutted stiffly from the top of her pink slit and her flowered
inner-lips dripped from the excitement coming from within.

   "Why am I worse than my sister?"

   "Both of you are jealous." Susan moved a hand down to her pussy.  One
finger dipped briefly at the bottom before running up the crease and
pausing at her clit.  "If Mary knew what we were doing right now, I don't
know who she'd be the most jealous of, me or you."

   "If she's jealous of you, then I'd be glad to please her just as I'd be
glad to please you." I laughed and licked my lips at the sight of the
finger cycling the length of her slit.  Her teasing was taking its toll and
my hips began thrusting my cock into my hand.  "But if she's jealous of me,
then you have a problem."

   "What makes you think that would be a problem?" Susan's face blushed and
she rammed a finger deep into her pussy.

   "Jesus!" My eyes bulged and I held my breath.  This kind of visual
stimulation was new to me and I couldn't take my eyes off her, nor could I
think about the implication of what she had said.

   Susan's feet came up onto the sofa and she planted them on either side
of her ass.  When her thighs opened again she was spread completely open.
She used one hand to rub her clit while she worked two fingers up her
tight, cream-clogged hole.  She removed them and the aroma of her sex
permeated the air as she brought the glistening digits to her lips and
licked them with the seduction of a pro.  Her eyes rolled as she tasted
herself and then she looked wildly at my eyes as the fingers returned to
her waiting pussy and plunged in to the hilt.  She gasped and began
furiously to finger-fuck herself.

   Perhaps it was the look in her eyes, but I knew something had snapped,
this was no longer simply a nasty game for her.  Her desperate masturbation
was truly amazing.  I dropped to the carpet and knelt with my face less
than a foot from her gyrating.  She moaned and fingered herself ever harder
while I had a bird's-eye view.  Her tight pussy yielded at each thrust and
her knuckles smacked the tender labia with such a force that I wondered if
she was consciously adding pain to her pleasure.  Lubricant poured forth in
such an abundance that it matted her hair and began to run down onto the
sofa.

   Finally she rammed her fingers home and rolled her knuckles against her
engorged pussy while the other hand furiously rubbed her clit.  She moaned
loudly as her ass rose from the sofa and then her thigh muscles began to
ripple.  Her fingers stopped moving and squeezed her clit roughly, as
though trying to pull from her pelvis while her body thrashed in orgasm. 
Despite the fact that her hole was plugged with two fingers, I saw it
pulsate around them and gush an abundance of cream.  It was too much for
any man to bare.

   My face rose up and I arched my back while my hand moved on my orgasmic
erection with blinding speed and I moaned loudly as a warning as I began to
come.  My eyes were closed but I knew my sperm was landing on her body. 
That thought extended my orgasm for what seemed forever.  The intensity
faded at last and I opened my eyes to see her smearing come onto her
breasts and stomach like a precious lotion.

   I tensed and began to come again.  This time it landed on her pussy. 
Susan stretched to hold her pussy open and give me a better target.  I
moaned and leaned forward as I came all over her most intimate spot.

   Susan's eyes glazed as my cock drew closer.  I knew she wanted me, but
the intensity of a double orgasm had been too much.  My cock was already
too soft to do anything when I nestled it against her slippery slit.  Her
hands came up and she tried to pull me in, but it was no use.

   I looked into her eyes like a boy who had lost Christmas.  She began to
laugh and I had to laugh, too.  It wasn't really funny, because I wanted to
fuck her more than I wanted my next breath.  She must have sensed my
embarrassment because she moved her lips to mine and kissed me.  Her tongue
darted into my mouth and we tongue-fucked for several minutes.

   Susan rolled out from under me and rose to her feet.  She reached for
her dress and I silently watched her put it on.  It looked so innocent and
sweet on her and it turned me on to know she was naked and smeared with my
come underneath.

   "Please, don't go." I suddenly wanted her to stay.

   "I have to." She looked at me a sparkle in her eyes.

   "Why?" I was puzzled.

   She winked.  "I have to go to the clinic."

   "The clinic?"

   "Yeah," she laughed.  "Where else do you think a fifteen-year-old can
get the pill?"

   "Are you serious?" I brightened.

   "Does this look serious?" She lifted her dress and held her pussy lips
open to show the white, frothy come in her cunt.

   "Yeah." I stared in wonder.  "You have a nasty way of making your
point."

   "The nastier the better." She gathered our juices on curved fingers and
lifted them to her lips.  Her tongue darted out and she tasted the sticky
substance, then smiled lewdly.

   "Jesus..." I felt my cock throb.  "You better get to that clinic before
it's too late.  I might be forced into holding you hostage if I get hard
again."

   "Okay." She turned and walked to the door.  She was about to step
outside when she looked back over her shoulder.  "Should I get enough pills
for two girls?"

   "Dammit..." My cock sprang up and I went after her.  "...I warned you."

   Susan ran down the porch and into the yard.  I followed to the bottom of
the steps before I realized that I was still naked.  I stopped and covered
myself with both hands.  Susan laughed and taunted me, lifting the front of
her dress.  If not for the children playing in the neighbor's yard I'd have
tackled her, right then and right there.  Instead I ran back into the
house. She must have known I'd be watching out the window because she
stopped and blew me a kiss just before she turned the corner and
disappeared.

   Chapter Four

   It was long past midnight and I was about to doze off when my door
opened slowly and Mary entered the bedroom.  I remained motionless in bed
watching through slitted eyes as she closed the door and stole quietly
toward my bed.  She wore a short, sassy nightie that was little more than a
halo of color.  Her naked flesh looked fluid and it seemed to glow as it
moved under the silky fabric.  I held my breath while dark nipples waved
pert little circles.  She drew closer and closer until she was standing at
the foot of my bed.

   Mary stood there for several long seconds, looking down at me while I
pretended sleep.  Finally, her hands moved to her breasts and her breath
grew loud and heavy.  My eyes were used to the dark so I could see her
fingers fondling and pulling on her silver dollar-sized nipples.  I could
also see the dark mysterious triangle of pussy hair playing peek-a-boo with
her ridiculously high hem.  She was definitely without panties, and the
sight brought my cock to instant erection.

   Mary fondled her breasts for several minutes before her hands moved
downward.  I watched her fingers closely, waiting for them to touch her
pussy, but they moved deliberately past her crotch.  I suspect she knew I
was watching; she could certainly see the tented sheet.  Her hands rubbed
up and down the insides of her slender thighs without ever actually
touching her pussy.

   Suddenly Mary knelt down and rummaged under my bed.  When she got back
to her feet she had a Penthouse magazine in her hand.  She gave me one last
look, then quietly walked to my door and left.  I was so horny I kicked the
sheets aside and began to jerk-off immediately.  Remembering what Susan had
said about thin walls encouraged me to stroke my cock that much harder.  My
swollen balls bounced and slapped against my groin, filling the room with
loud sounds of self-fulfilling lust.  I came, wondering if Mary were
playing with herself while she listened.

   It was late when I awoke, already noon.  I went to take a shower and
literally bumped into my sister.  Mary just happened to be coming out of
the bathroom at the same moment I was going in.  The force of my blow
nearly sent her sprawling to the floor but she managed to catch herself by
grabbing the sink.  Without the use of her hands the towel wrapped around
her body promptly fell to the floor exposing her damp, luscious body.  I
had never seen her beauty in broad daylight; my eyes focused immediately on
her sex.

   Her breasts were even lovelier than I had imagined them, large, pointy
mounds, tabular areolae and huge nipples as fat as thumb-tips and nearly an
inch long.  They were pink and swollen, as though she had washed them for
too long, and left no doubt about the state of her arousal.  My eyes stared
momentarily before they traveled down to her wet matted bush.  The hair was
two shades darker than the hair on her head and to my surprise was neatly
trimmed into a tiny triangle that left her labia bare.  My eyes widened at
the sight of the lips bulging out at the top of her legs, and the forbidden
slit enchanted me.

   "Jesus!" Mary bent over to pick up her towel.  "You should watch where
you're going."

   "I'm sorry." She didn't panic or hurry and was agonizingly slow to wrap
the towel around her chest.  I felt my cock straining against the confines
of my shorts.  "Are you all right?"

   "I'll survive." Her eyes glanced at my shorts with amusement.  "But will
you?"

   She walked off before I could speak.  I don't know why I didn't go after
her then, our parents were at work.  So I left the bathroom door open while
I showered.  My soapy hands made an unmistakable sound as they moved up and
down my erection.  I was doing more than just washing myself and was about
to come when I heard a noise in the hallway.  It had to be Mary listening
in on me.  I determined to tease her by saving my orgasm for later, when it
would be more advantageous.

   Mary wore a thin halter and I watched firm tits bounce and jiggle around
the house all day.  The fabric was white and her dark nipples shone through
as plain as day; they seemed always to be erect.  I stared at them openly
every chance I got, and she knew I was more than just a little excited by
the size of my bulges.  At times it felt my shorts must tear into threads
from the pressure within but they always managed to contain me.  On the
other hand, my sister's shorts were much skimpier and every time she sat I
saw labia peeking out around the taut crotch.  Once while I was looking she
over-extended her legs and the tiny crotch slid into her crack.  I gasped
at the sight of bare slit when the cloth disappeared between her bulging
lips.  She sat there smiling, enjoying my discomfiture.  Suddenly I could
take no more and reached for my zipper.  My cock was in my hand when she
jumped to her feet and ran to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

   I couldn't believe it.  I felt rejected and went to my bedroom to
relieve my pentup frustration.  As I reached under my bed to retrieve a
Penthouse I found a pair of panties.  My heart raced when I realized they
were the ones I had left under her pillow.  The little devil had obviously
done more than just borrow a magazine last night.

   I ripped off my shorts and ran for her bedroom.  One way or another I
was determined to score a piece of my sister's sweet pussy.  The sounds of
sex grew louder as I approached her bedroom door.  She was moaning softly
in time with the wet, syrupy noises of her pussy.  Mary was only fifteen,
and Mary was my sister, but I knew she was using the dildo I had sucked and
that drove me mad with lust.  I wanted not only to fuck her myself, but
also to witness the extraordinary event to a climatic conclusion.  My hand
moved to her door knob and turned it.  I held my breath as the door inched
open.

   I saw her from the waist up, lying on her back in bed.  Her breasts were
jiggling in time to the hands so busy below her waist.  I was about to
stick my head in the doorway to see the show of my life when I heard our
front door open and close.  If sound could kill I'd have died then and
there.  Only two people on earth would enter without knocking: my mother
and my father.  Fear crawled up the back of my neck and I ran for my room
as fast as I could.  But when I turned the corner of the hall I ran smack
into someone.  We tumbled to the floor with me landing on top.

   "Jesus Christ!" Susan yelped.

   "Sorry." Although my apology was sincere, I made no effort to rise.  My
erection was pinned comfortably between our bodies, and that seemed a good
place to leave it.

   "Did I interrupt something?" Susan's eyes were wide as she realized her
predicament.  She was naked under the skirt and my cock throbbed against
her pussy.

   "Kind of." I tried to smile.

   One quick motion and my cock would nestle within her vulnerable pussy.
The thought drove me wild with passion.  I lowered my mouth to her lips and
she returned my kiss.  We moved our tongues together while I rubbed my
erection against the cleft of her pussy.  It was the wettest dry-fuck on
earth because her juices were soon running out and dripping from my balls.

   "Just what did I interrupt?" Susan ended the kiss.

   "I heard fucking sounds, and I think Mary's using the dildo right now."
I rose up slightly and Susan's eyes followed my erection.  She was probably
wondering why I didn't fuck her while I had the chance.  "Mary's door was
open and I was about to stick my head in for a look when you came in . 
Jesus, I thought you were my mother or my father."

   "She probably is using the dildo." Susan sat up with a blush on her
face. "I can come back later if you like.  Do you want me to leave?"

   "Are you serious?" I stared.

   "Yes." She brushed her blond bangs away from her eyes.

   I could believe neither ears nor eyes.  She was sitting there studying
my erection like it was the best thing on earth, yet offered to leave and
let me continue to spy on my sister.  The lewdness of her offering excited
me beyond self-control.  I took her hand and led her to my bedroom, closed
the door and walked to my bed where I could sit and study her more
thoroughly.

   Susan had her hair up in a bun and it added years to her age; an older
more sophisticated look.  Her white blouse and black mini went with the
image perfectly and she looked more like a seductive mistress than a young
school-girl.  The fact that she was braless didn't surprise me the least
and I'd have been disappointed had I been unable to see her nipples shining
through.  Her skirt was short, too short to be going without panties, but I
knew she was.

   Susan gave me a wild look.  "Talk to me." She saw the hunger in my eyes
and began to unbutton her blouse.

   "It started this morning.  I bumped into her.  I was going into the
bathroom as she was coming out.  She almost fell but she managed to catch
herself, but her towel hit the floor.  She was completely naked in broad
daylight.  Even though she read the look in my eyes, she picked up the
towel and slowly covered herself as if it was nothing.  I left the door
open while I showered and I paid particular attention to my erection.  I'd
have finished myself off but then I heard a noise in the hall and knew she
was listening.  All day long we've been playing cat and mouse.  I kept
getting hard and she kept flashing her crotch.  Her pussy has been peeking
out all day, but a few minutes ago she opened her legs a little too wide. I
sat there and watched it swallow the crotch of her shorts.  It was more
than I could take; I reached for my cock and the moment I pulled it out she
ran to her bedroom."

   "Why didn't you go after her?" Susan let her blouse fall to the floor
and she reached for her mini.

   "The only thing I wanted to do at that moment was relieve myself.  I
went to my room to jerk-off, but when I reached under my bed for a
Penthouse I found the panties.  You know, the ones I soiled and put under
her pillow.  That was the last straw.  I stripped off my clothes and went
after her.  When I got to her door I heard the sounds.  You know...  the
wet syrupy sounds of a dildo."

   Susan dropped her mini and walked to the bed.  She stood before me like
the goddess of sex.  "Are you sure you want me to stay?"

   "There's only one way I'm ever going to let you leave here." I spread my
knees wide and reached for her.  My hands went up the back of her thighs to
her buttocks and I pulled her close.

   "How's that?" Susan's hands came down to my head and she nestled against
me.

   "Completely satisfied." I looked up seriously.

   Her nipples were pebbles against my face and the heat of her bush burned
my belly.  My hands fondled her ass while I kissed and licked every inch of
her breasts.  When I started to suck her nipples, she began to moan and
feed them to me.  My hands slid up her back and I rolled backward pulling
her with me.  Our mouths met and we kissed while she settled her pussy
against my erection.  She used her groove like a slot and pinioned it up
and down the length of my straining cock.  Her cream began to ooze and
bathe us in thick, syrupy lubricant.  Every now and then her vaginal
opening slid over the cap and engulfed it in a fiery grasp.  I thrust up
for more but the opening always wriggled away.

   Sensing my impatience, Susan began to kiss down my chest.  She stopped
to suck on my nipples and I was surprised by how good it felt.  Her tongue
probed my belly button then descended to my erection.  She kissed and
nibbled up and down its length while her hands stroked it.  Then she took
my the knob into her mouth.  When her tongue swirled around the cap I
cupped her head.  She made a gurgling sound as her mouth came down, taking
me deep into her throat.  I was surprised and moaned with pleasure.  I'd
never have believed it was possible, but she was consuming my whole cock.

   "Jesus, Susan!" I tried to retain control of my faculties.  "Where in
the hell did you learn that?"

   Susan's mouth slowly rose up off my cock.  She licked her lips and
smiled.  "I've been practicing on the dildo.  Am I doing it right?"

   "Hell, yeah!" I laughed and pulled her face back to my lap.

   Susan took me back into her mouth and began to suck with a passion.  Her
head moved up and down, faster and faster, and I knew I would come soon.  I
warned her, but she sucked even harder until finally I could delay no
longer.  I exploded in her mouth and she continued to suck me while my come
filled her mouth.  She even managed to swallow most of it before she moved
her mouth away.  I rose up on my elbows to watch her lick my spent cock
clean.  It turned me on so much that I was hard again before she was
finished.

   "It's my turn!" I said as I pushed her onto her back.

   "Oh please.  I can't wait." She spread her legs wide open.

   I looked at her blond pussy for a glorious moment, a beautiful sight,
covered with syrupy cream and opened for me.  I poked a finger into the
tight hole, then removed the glistening digit and lifted it to my lips. 
Susan intercepted my hand and pulled the finger to her own mouth.  I
discerned the naughtiest look in her eyes as her tongue darted out to taste
her own juices.  It turned me on.

   After she sucked my finger clean I plugged it back into her oozing hole.
I leaned forward and sucked her clit while I thrust my finger in and out.
She moaned and her hands came down to my head as she pulled me to her
roughly.  Her tight cunt pulsated around my finger and I guessed she must
be coming.  I blindly moved the finger up to her waiting mouth and rammed
my tongue deep into her pussy.  She licked and sucked her come from my
fingers while I drank the nectar straight from her hole.  It was delicious!

   I tongued her pussy until the orgasm had passed, then kissed up the
muscular belly to her breasts.  I stopped to suck on her nipples, amazed at
how hard they remained.  I finally reached her mouth and we kissed wetly.
While our tongues waltzed in what had become a single mouth, I thrust my
erection against her slippery slit.  I knew it was time when her hand
wormed in between us.  She guided my helmet to her vestibule and it slipped
into her hot, tight hole.  I suddenly wanted to watch so I knelt up and
spread her legs back.

   "Fuck me, Rich." Susan moaned.

   "Yes, Rich, why don't you fuck her?" Mary's voice chirped from behind
me.

   I spun around, still holding Susan's legs back.  The most embarrassing
thing that could have ever happened, had happened.  My sister was standing
in my doorway getting an eyeful of me and Susan.  She was naked and leaned
casually on the door frame as though she'd been watching for hours.

   "Well?" Mary said, with a toss of her hair.  "Don't let me interrupt. 
You two were obviously having a good time, so just carry on as you were.  I
hope you don't mind if I watch, though."

   I was scarlet with embarrassment.  The blood pounded in my temples, but
I couldn't let go of Susan.  It was as if my cock was glued in the entrance
of her pussy.

   Mary came into the room, pulled the chair up to the edge of my bed and
sat down.  Hard nipples stuck out and she opened her legs wide, letting me
see all the way up to her pussy.  Hairless lips parted to reveal a wetness
she made no effort to hide.

   "Come on, you two." Mary said, her voice teasing and very erotic.  "Show
me a good fuck.  I've never seen a slut with my brother."

   "I'm not a fucking slut!" Susan snapped, but she lacked credibility with
my cock up her cunt.

   Mary smirked, then dropped a hand to the inside of her knee. 
Tantalizingly, slowly, she slid her fingers up her long smooth thigh until
they grazed her drenched labia.  She touched her breasts with her other
hand, fingertips stroking slowly across uptilted nipples.  Did they grow
even stiffer under her caress?  She licked her lips delicately, then
smiled.

   "Still waters run deep, don't they, brother?  But I never thought I'd
catch you fucking my dear friend Susan.  If you show me a really good fuck,
maybe I'll show you something even sexier!"

   Her fingers were tracing the length of her pussy lips and sporadically
disappearing between them.  I swallowed hard because I had squirted over
many Penthouse pets who weren't nearly as good-looking as she.  I wanted
her under me and I wanted my cock to be her fingers.

   "Bang-bang!" Mary cupped her incredible tits and aimed the proud pink
nipples at me.  "Turn me on, brother, and I'll return the favor!"

   This was a side of my sister I'd never seen before.  To have her sitting
there, holding her bare breasts, flashing her pussy while she stroked it,
talking dirty to us...  it did crazy things to my head.  If she wanted to
see it, well dammiit, we'd give her the show of her life.

   I returned my face to Susan, conscious that my sister was intently
watching our every move.  I kissed daintily at her lips, still not certain
I should be doing this, but our tongues met again and there was no
stopping. Deliberately, slowly, I lowered my aching cock down into her hot,
wet pussy until my groin was firmly pressed against her pubic arch.  She
squeezed triumphantly and we began to fuck.

   I was vaguely aware that Mary was no longer seated in the chair, that
she was kneeling beside us.  A hard, hot nipple brushed my bare arm,
sending tingles through my body.  I glanced over at her.  She was flushed
with excitement, lust burning in her watchful eyes.  Wet sounds gurgled
from Susan's pussy but I didn't care, just kept moving my cock in and out.
Mary reached in to capture my balls in her hand.

   "Mmmm.  Brother dear, this is some nice cock.  You could have any girl
you want.  All you have to do is show them this whopper!"

   Aflame with ardor I could not speak.  She smiled and began to squeeze a
rippling rhythm on my testicles.  I wasn't sure if her hand felt as good as
Susan's pussy on my cock, but it was a welcome addition.  Pleasure caused
me to fuck with long deep thrusts.

   Susan was taking it all pretty calmly, considering that my sister had
caught us and called her a slut.  But the calmness departed as our fucking
grew more intense.  Soon her hot little hole was moving with me and her
tilted hips matched thrust for thrust.

   "Oh shit, Rich, I'm gonna come on your cock!" Susan groaned and I froze,
sure that any further motion would send me over the edge, too.

   "Go ahead, brother; fuck her all the way off!" Mary sensed my
hesitation. She whispered in my ear, her tongue tapping the words into my
soul.  "You're doing just fine so far.  And you deserve to come!"

   I raised up on my arms, and Susan grabbed my ass while I possessively
pumped my cock within the orgasmic grasp of her pussy.  She jerked up and
down, twisting furiously.  My cock sloshed in and out until suddenly the
first squirt splashed into the depths of her vagina.  I moaned and slammed
home with what I knew would be an enormous load.  My sister giggled and her
hand continued to milk my balls until they were spent.

   "Now it's time for the best part." Mary spoke in a teasing voice.  She
pulled me from Susan and rolled me onto my back.  She straddled my lap and
helped Susan up.  By the time I realized what she was up to it was too
late. Susan's come filled pussy came down on my mouth.  I knew what come
looked like, and felt like, but I wasn't sure I was ready for a load of
descending, gushing, flowing into my mouth!

   "Eat her, brother!" Mary wiggled her pussy against my spent cock.  It
was hot, almost scalding, but it hit my taste buds, and it was delicious! I
opened my mouth wide and implored Susan to drain her pussy and fill me. 
What I couldn't swallow dripped from my lips.

   My tongue was still slimy from the excess when Mary pushed Susan off my
face and pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss that opened my eyes.  Her
tongue worked into my mouth, and she was actually sucking Susan's and my
come out!  Her hand grasped my cock, stroking it roughly, and her bare tits
were irresistible melons of seduction wriggling over my chest.

   "I've never seen anything like that!" Mary panted, "And I thought I'd
seen it all!"

   How anyone could have seen everything at her age I don't know, but Mary
obviously knew a lot about sex.  She kissed like nobody's business and her
hand technique was probably illegal in fourteen states.  I wondered what
would happen next; she seemed to be the one in control.

   She kept kissing me, but her eyes glanced downward.  I was as hard now
as I'd ever be in this life or the next, and she worked her fingers round
and round the swollen proof of her talent.  One last kiss on the mouth, and
then she was going down my neck, onto my chest.

   I didn't have much hair there, but my nipples were as hard as hers.  She
licked them and sucked them, even bit them.  It made me groan, but it was a
good groan, full of pleasure.  Her breasts were suddenly in my hands, as
perfect as I'd always imagined they would be.  The flesh was firm but
slightly spongy, and my fingers rolled round and round her hard pointy
nipples.

   Mary kept moving downward, and I knew she was going to take my cock into
her mouth.  Her lips hovered an inch above the precome-shiny helmet.

   "This is the best way to get boy-come!" Her lips ovaled and slid
downward over my prick.  I heard her groan slightly, but she didn't
hesitate a second as she took me all the way into her throat.  I don't know
where my sister picked up that trick, but she was damn good.

   Susan was sitting up, stroking her pussy.  It was obvious that she found
the view arousing as hell.  Despite the big orgasm she had all over and
around my cock, her pussy was beginning to glow again.  The more she rubbed
herself, the hornier and wetter she became.  Her eyes intent, watching my
sister suck my cock.

   Mary gulped and gobbled, effortlessly fucking my engorged cock with her
mouth and throat.  She looked up at me, smug pride beaming in her eyes, but
she had the technique to back up the smugness.  Her tongue wrapped me
lewdly, and the hand on my balls beat rhythmic squeezes that sent me
stabbing deeper into her bottomless throat.  If I didn't come in ten
seconds, I would die.

   Actually, I doubt I lasted five seconds.  I howled as my balls erupted,
and a river squirted up the long shaft of my dick.  The tip was at the
bottom of Mary's throat, and she gulped my load as it poured into her.  She
didn't blink an eye, and the corners of her mouth lifted in an arrogant
smile as she swallowed my gift.

   Mary finally had to come up for air, panting hoarsely.  I was still
fondling her breasts and she urged them into my hands while she opened her
legs wide.  The aroma of her arousal was unmistakable and as soon as I got
a whiff of it my head swam.  I had to fuck my sister.  I cupped her crotch
with one hand, finger slipping into the fiery center of her body.  I could
feel the juices oozing from her taut opening, and now it was my turn to
look smug.  My sister had been aroused, by sucking my cock.

   "Sis?  You said you'd show me something sexy," I reminded her.

   Mary smiled.  A bubble emerged from between her lips.  It started to
slide down her chin, but she caught it on her finger tips.

   "Here." She offered the juice to Susan.  Susan's mouth opened and sucked
on Mary's fingers.  "Should we show him something really, really sexy?"

   "Are you sure?" Susan blushed.

   I had no idea what they were talking about until Mary thrust her face
between Susan's legs.  My sister's tongue darted out into Susan's pussy and
I gasped.  Susan's blue eyes rolled lasciviously and she lay back,
surrendering to pleasure.  Mary swung into a sixty-nine and lowered her
pussy.  Susan's tongue speared up to meet her.

   Nothing on earth, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for what I
witnessed.  They licked and sucked at each other as though born for eating
pussy.  My cock throbbed, and Mary grasped it possessively, keeping it hard
while she ate her dearest friend.

   Susan began to moan loudly.  She was getting off, but my sister kept
licking her like a dog drinking from a well.  Finally, Mary looked up from
Susan's golden pussy, and pushed me onto my back.

   "I want you now," she told me as she straddled me.  Leaning forward, she
slapped me in the face with pink-nippled breasts.  I kissed the points with
lips and tongue, sucking one into my mouth.  Mary sighed and wiggled her
pussy against my aching erection.

   She stroked her creamy slit with the tip of my prick, then swamped me
with her pussy, grinding down hard on the full length of my dick.  Her
pussy was even more vivacious than her mouth in what it could do to a stiff
cock, and it swooped up and down my tool, milking me with muscles I'd never
suspected that girls possessed.  We fucked and kissed and shared the flavor
of Susan's pussy in our mouths.

   I wanted Susan on my face while sister rode my cock, but when I looked
for her she was gone.  I pictured her walking down the street with her
freshly fucked pussy still wet and naked under her short, skimpy mini. 
Mary sensed my excitement and moved her pussy faster and faster as my
orgasm built.  Finally I moaned and blasted my sister's pussy in the
greatest orgasm come of the day.

   I knew what she wanted when her pussy moved from my cock to my face.  I
didn't hesitate to drink from that well, and tasted the unique flavor of
our mixture as it flooded my mouth.  By the time she lifted her pussy from
my lips I was almost hard again.  But it was almost time for our parents to
get home so we had to call it a day.  Reluctantly, of course, we kissed and
then she got up to go to her room.



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