Chapter 2

When Darla suddenly found herself alone in the dark theater it left her a little confused.

Hadn't Jerry liked the way she'd rubbed him with her butt?

Robbie had certainly liked it when she'd rubbed HIS penis.

It had been later that same night, the night of the "sex talk", and Darla hadn't even realized that she had fallen asleep until she woke up with her head resting on Robbie's lap.

She looked up sleepily to see his head resting on the back of the couch, and with his eyes closed, and his mouth hanging open it was obvious that he was sound asleep.

She smiled to herself, and started to lay her head back down when she suddenly noticed that Robbie's dick was hard again, sticking down his pant leg just inches from her face.

Darla felt her cheeks flush hot as, without really thinking about it, she reached out to touch her brother's hard penis.

The tip of her finger made contact causing Robbie's dick to twitch reflexively, and she quickly drew her hand back, yelping in surprise, but then her hands immediately flew up, covering her mouth as she threw furtive glances up at Robbie's face.

He was still sound asleep, but she kept watching him intently until she felt sure that he wouldn't be waking up.

Feeling more confident she reached out, and grasped of his stiff penis, gripping gently yet firmly through the fabric of his sweat pants. She had to bite her bottom lip to keep from squealing in delight as she felt it twitch, and throb in her hand.

"Mmmm." Robbie had moaned softly, Darla looked up to see a little smile curling onto his now closed lips, and she froze in place. After a moment, when he didn't stir any further, she got really bold, moving her hand slowly up, and down the length of his stiff meat.

It made her feel nervous, happy, scared, and exited all at the same time, and although she wasn't sure what Robbie would do if he woke up, and found her touching him like this, the squishy feeling inside her little pussy told her that it was worth the risk.

The longer that she rubbed him the more excited she became, and even in his sleep it was obvious that he liked it too because he had begun gyrating his hips slightly to the rhythm she was stroking out.

"Oh Jenny." He whispered, and Darla had to struggle not to break into a fit of giggles.

Jenny lived down the street, and even though he always tried to play it off like he wasn't into her, Darla knew better.

She could see the way that he looked at her when he thought no one could see, and hearing him say her name in his sleep while having his cock played with just confirmed it.

Emboldened by this Darla began rubbing him faster, licking her lips as she really got into it, but then Robbie suddenly muttered, "Yeah, suck it."

Darla looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise.

Suck it?

Although Robbie had explained about rubbing, and jerking it, even touching briefly on the subjects of intercourse, and ejaculation, he hadn't said word one about sucking it.

However it didn't take Darla long to decide that she liked the idea, and wanted to try it as soon as possible.

So she gently slipped her little fingers in between his stomach, and waistband, watching him carefully to make sure that he wouldn't wake up as she began slowly pulling it back.

Once she'd pulled it back far enough his erect penis quickly emerged from out of his pant leg, lightly slapping against his t-shirted belly.

This caught Darla by surprise a little, but she quickly recovered.

She changed her position, getting up on her knees next to him so that she could more easily hold his sweat pants down with one hand while she grabbed the shaft of his naked throbbing prick with the other.

She squeezed his shaft lightly in her little fist, marveling at how it felt hard, but at the same time kind of soft too.

She ran her hand up to the head, and a clear bead of liquid emerged from his pee hole.

'Is that cum?' Darla thought to herself, but then quickly realized that it wasn't because Robbie had said that it was white, and that it squirted out, so this must be something different.

In any case she figured that she'd better taste it to decide if sucking Robbie's dick was a good idea after all, so she stuck out her tongue, and quickly licked the bead off, feeling his manhood throb in her hand as she made contact with the tip.

It felt slick in her mouth, and other than being slightly salty, it didn't seem to have any flavor at all.

She was really glad that it didn't taste nasty, and with a soft coo she opened her mouth, taking the head of his cock inside.

She began to suckle it like a giant pacifier, wiggling her little hips as she felt her vagina get even wetter inside than it already was.

Robbie started breathing hard through his nose, and then he suddenly thrust his hips up causing his stiff penis to slide quickly between Darla's moist lips until it tapped the back of her throat.

"GAAHH!" she gurgled, her eyes bugging out before she was able to pull her mouth off, thick trails of saliva dripping out as she coughed.

Her eyes were watering, and it took a moment for her to recover.

She was still griping his shaft, and as Robbie thrust up, and down, moaning in his sleep, her little fist slid up, and down the length of his hard, wet cock.

She took the head back into her mouth, bobbing her head to match his rhythm, and keep it from going in too deep as she sucked it.

For some reason that she didn't quite understand the wet slurping sound, and the feeling of her brother's hard dick in her hand, and mouth was making her feel all squishy inside her tiny vagina.

She wanted to touch herself bad, but she kind of had her hands full.

She began taking a little more of his thick shaft into her mouth with every bob of her head as Robbie settled into a slow, and shallow thrust of his hips.

She was really getting into it, moaning, and slurping when Robbie's hand suddenly flew up, grasping her head as he moaned, "Oh Jenny."

His fingers were buried in her silky blond hair, and he was moaning, and panting which just egged Darla on.

She closed her eyes, really concentrating on what she was doing; breathing hard through her nose as she rhythmically took a good half of his cock in, and out of her mouth.

Before too long Robbie's head started shaking back, and forth on the back of the couch, and sensing the movement Darla turned her head slightly so that should could look up at him while continuing to suck his cock when his head suddenly popped up, and he looked down moaning, "Oh yeah..."

Darla was so surprised that she just froze in place, the head of Robbie's penis in her mouth.

Their eyes met, and Robbie's face slowly melted from a look of utter ecstasy to complete shock as his brain woke up from the dream of Jenny giving him head to the reality of his sister's mouth on his hard dick.

He was dumbfounded for a moment, but finally blurted out, "Darla!?"

Darla wasn't quite sure what to do so she just went back to what she'd been doing, and Robbie's other hand flew up so that now he was grasping her little head in both his hands as he panted, "No Darla, it's wrong." But completely failed to even try pulling her off.

He was so torn, because on the one hand he knew that this was sick, and wrong, but on the other hand it felt so damn good that he was having a hard time stopping her.

Darla was really going to town once again, closing her eyes as she sucked, and slobbered on his throbbing tool.

Although he had fantasized, and even dreamt about having his cock sucked, he had never experienced in until now, and it felt even more amazing than he'd imagined, but not even in his wildest dreams had he imagined that his little sister would be the first girl to do it.

He looked down at her, his face frozen into an expression of horror, and ecstasy, his breathing becoming quick, and shallow as he felt himself rabidly approaching orgasm.

He couldn't bring himself to physically stop her, but he thought maybe that if he warned her sufficiently that would do the trick. "Da-Darla, no," he panted. "If you don't sto-stop, I'm go-gonna cum, in your mou-mou-mouth."

However this seemed to have the opposite effect, and she began sucking even harder, wiggling her little hips in anticipation of this new experience, and although once again she wasn't quite sure why, the idea of Robbie squirting his semen into her mouth was making her feel really excited.

'I can't cum in my little sister's mouth.' Robbie thought to himself, and his valiant effort to fight off his climax could be heard in his voice as he grunted, "No, no, I ca-can't, uh, uh," and then finally, "Uuuuuggghhh!" a long shuddering groan escaped his lips, and hitherto undreamt of waves of ecstasy swept over him as the first blast of sperm rocketed out of the end of his throbbing cock, and into Darla's warm, moist mouth.

Although she had sort of known what to expect it still her slightly off guard when that first load of thick, gooey cum shot into her mouth.

She pulled back, her eyes, and mouth wide with surprise so that the second blast struck her on the nose, leaving a pearly white trail into her open mouth, and running down her little chin.

Without thinking, which he was quite incapable of at this point in any case, Robbie wrapped his hand around Darla's hand, which was in turn wrapped around his pulsing shaft, and began pumping, whilst with his other hand he gently pushed her head back down.

Darla seemed to instinctively take his cue, and wrapped her lips back around the bulbous head of his squirting penis, suckling with a little mewing sound as it continued emitting it's jizz into her mouth.

Robbie had been masturbating since before he was even old enough to squirt, but Darla's soft delicate little hand, not to mention her wet, sucking mouth, had provoked an orgasm more intense than anything that he'd ever experienced.

As he jacked the base of his shaft with Darla's hand, watching her suckle the head of his ejaculating penis with her sweet little mouth, he momentarily forgot how wrong this was, and just indulged in the sheer pleasure of it.

"Yeaaahh, oh yeah." He grunted as the last of his cum drained out.

Darla felt warm all over, and even though her brother's sperm felt slimy in her mouth, and tasted kind of weird, she didn't mind. Knowing that she was making Robbie feel good made her all happy inside.

She swallowed it all down in one big gulp, and then pulled her mouth off of him with a little sucking pop.

"Did you like that?" she asked with a big smile on her face.

He looked down at her, and instead of his sister all he could see was this pretty little girl with his cum dribbling down her nose, and chin, who looked honestly happy to have pleased him, and earnestly seeking his approval.

"Yeah," he sighed. "That was amazing." Unable to suppress his own smile.

She clapped her little hands, giggling with girlish glee, and then she suddenly hopped up, and threw her arms around his neck, declaring, "I love you Robbie!"

"I love you too squirt." He responded with feeling, wrapping his arms around her tiny waist, and giving her a little squeeze.

He really did love his little sister which was why, now that he was coming down off of his orgasm, he was starting to feel weird about this whole situation.

He sat her back down next to him, and said, in the most serious tone he could, "We need to talk about this."

"Okay." She agreed, an earnest look in her big blue eyes.

"See, the thing is.." Robbie began, but then paused when he realized that the cum dripping down Darla's face was going to be really distracting.

"Uh, sweetie?" he prompted, lightly tapping his own nose, and then chin with his finger.

At first Darla just gave him a puzzled look, but that quickly transformed into an "ah-ha!" look as she suddenly got the cue, and in one deft motion scooped the thick glob of cum off of her nose with her little index finger, examining it briefly, and then holding it up for Robbie to inspect.

"Is that cum?" she asked brightly.

"Uh, yeah." Robbie replied, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

She accepted this with a shrug and a smile before popping it into her mouth.

He winced a little inside at the way that she sucked her finger clean scooping the bit of his load off of her chin, and into her mouth as if eating her brother's sperm was just the most natural thing in the world.

Of course he was freaked out because this was his little sister, and at fifteen he was old enough to know how wrong this was, but the thing that was really screwing with his head was how sexy he found it.

In fact, if he was being honest, from waking him up with a BJ, all the way to casually cleaning his cum off of her face, this was the hottest shit he'd ever seen in real life.

I mean here's his sweet little sister, whom he's tried to protect, and nurture since she was tiny, and one little conversation about sex has her acting like a hot little slut, so artlessly, and even naturally, that he's just flabbergasted.

As she licked her top lip to get the last little bit of semen there he suddenly got curious.

He had tasted his own cum before, but he had always wondered what it would taste like to somebody else so he had to ask, "What's it taste like?"

She seemed to think about this before saying, "Well, kind of salty, but the way you looked when you squirted it, like it just felt so good, made it taste sweet in a weird way."

Robbie quickly decided that this conversation was going in the wrong direction, and even though he was dying to ask where she'd gotten the idea to suck his dick, he got the impression that this would only end up making him horny again, so he tried to veer off.

"Look Darla..." he began again, but then stopped when he noticed that she was now staring at his crotch, and trying hard not to giggle. He looked down, and his cheeks flushed hot with embarrassment when he saw half of his hard cock sticking out of his sweat pants, "Ah Jeez," he muttered, stuffing his meat away. "This is serious Darla." He then snapped a little irritably.

"I'm sorry." She said in a small voice, biting her lip, and looking a bit upset that perhaps she'd made him angry.

He didn't want her to think that, it wasn't her fault.

In fact he knew that it just couldn't be her fault, she was only eight after all, and he was the older one.

No, if anybody was responsible for this mess it was him, and he had to try to fix it.

"Look Darla," he began for the third time. "I'm not mad at you," and she smiled shyly upon hearing that, but then in the most serious tone he could muster he went on to say, "But brothers, and sisters just can't do that kind of stuff together."

"Oh." She answered quietly, sounding disappointed as she looked away, but then she turned back to him, and asked in a painfully sincere voice, "Why not?"

Robbie was honestly stumped by this very simple question.

He couldn't remember how he had learned it, but as long as he had known about sex he'd just kind of understood that you didn't do it with your siblings.

He'd never even questioned it himself, much less thought of a way of explaining it to someone else.

She waited patiently while he racked his brain trying to come up with a good answer for her.

Finally, clutching at a straw, he said, "Well first of all it's illegal."

"Oh." She again responded quietly.

Then after pondering this for a moment, once again with an honesty, and an innocence you just can't fake she asked, "How come?"

Robbie was stumped again.

He was sure that there was a really good reason, but for the life of him he couldn't think of what that might be at the moment. Once again she was waiting patiently for a response, and Robbie decided to take another tack.

"Mom, and dad would kill us if they ever found out." He announced with an air of finality. "That's if they didn't both die of heart attacks first."

Darla seemed to think about this really hard, and then said, "You're right, mom, and dad can never find out, we'll have to be really careful."

"Exactly!" he started to agree, but then he realized what she had said.

"No, no!" he exclaimed, flabbergasted. "The way we're going to be careful is by never doing anything like that again."

Darla got really quiet for a minute, looking down, and fiddling with her hands, but then she looked up at Robbie with tears in her little baby blues as she asked, "Don't you love me Robbie?"

He wasn't sure where this was coming from, but he felt very moved by her emotional display, so he reached over, and took her into his arms saying, "Of course I love you sweetie." Squeezing her tight in an attempt to impart his genuine affection for her.

"I love you too," she sobbed. "So isn't it beautiful?

Robbie set her back down on the couch next to him, and fixed her with a puzzled look because at first he didn't know what she could mean, but then he remembered last night when they had gotten into the subject of things that men, and women do to each other he had said explicitly, "Some of this might sound weird, or gross, but when two people really love each other it can be a beautiful thing." Now it may be true that he hadn't specified what kind of love, but he kind of felt like that should have been implicit, and in all fairness he hadn't honestly expected that she would interpret that to mean that a BJ would a beautiful thing for a brother, and sister to share.

As a matter of fact, he hadn't even imagined it.

Another thing that was screwing with his head was just the fact of her having given him head in the first place.

He hadn't said a thing about oral sex last night, he was sure of it.

So did she just figure that out on her own?

Because the way Robbie figured it that was some pretty sophisticated figuring for an eight year old.

Robbie was so completely blown away by this whole thing that for a moment all he could do was sit there in stunned silence, which is probably why he didn't notice when Darla leaned back, sitting on her feet, spreading her little thighs open until she cleared her throat.

Robbie quickly turned to look at her, and his eyes got even wider as he watched her pulling up the hem of her little pink, cotton, Dora the explorer night gown.

"Robbie," she asked sheepishly, her cheeks blushing bright red. "Do you think that you could touch me now?"

By the time she had finished her sentence she had pulled her night gown all the way up to her waist, and Robbie's eyes were drawn in between her slender little thighs like a magnet.

What he saw there made his jaw drop.

Apparently all her wiggling around had pulled her panties up tight against her crotch, perfectly faming her fat outer labia, complete with a dark vertical line where the white cotton had been pulled into her tiny slit.

Now his mind was truly blown.

Did she even realize what she was offering him?

At least since he was her age he had been fantasizing about pussy, and one would think that by the age of fifteen he could've gotten some girl to take her panties off by now, but he was painfully shy around girls.

It was kind of a shame because truth be told he wasn't a bad looking guy by any means.

"I-I-I..." he stuttered, slowly shaking his head.

"Please Robbie?" Darla begged.

So after all these years of dreaming about seeing, smelling, touching, and maybe even tasting a real vagina here was this pretty little girl literally begging him to touch her pussy.

Of course the two major problems with that were that she was eight years old, and she was his sister.

Robbie felt really torn, caught in between his libido, and his sense of right, and wrong.

Darla on the other hand suffered no such qualms.

She was steadfast, and sure of herself.

Guess how that turned out.

Darla was giving Robbie her little pouty face, and he knew that if he kept looking into her eyes it was all over for him, so he looked down.

That was a mistake.

There were her white cotton panties pulled tight over her thick pussy lips, but the thing that really got him was the dark little wet spot right down where, if Robbie's knowledge of vaginas served him correctly, her tight little hole would be.

His resistance completely broke down momentarily, and he reached down in between her legs, lightly pressing his middle finger against her tiny wet spot.

"Sssss." Darla hissed, pushing her hips forward, rubbing her pussy firmly against her brother's finger.

He quickly withdrew his hand, putting his now slightly moist finger under his nose, and inhaling deeply.

As the sweet scent of her hit his brain he closed his eyes, and let out a deep shuddering sigh.

He opened his eyes, looking at Darla who met his gaze with a slightly hopeful look in her eyes as she bit her bottom lip.

That's when Robbie thought to himself, 'Fuck it! I do kind of owe her one.'

Perhaps the smell of his sister's aroused vagina had made him a little mad with lust, but he hadn't lost his mind completely.

"We can't do this here." He snapped, looking around the dark living room nervously, and for a second Darla thought that she'd blown it, but then he said, "Let's go to my room."

"Goody!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands with girlish glee.

"Sshh!" Robbie whispered urgently. "We have to be quiet."

Her hands flew up to cover her mouth, and her eyes got wide before she finally whispered, "Sorry."

Then as Robbie stood up, she practically leapt off of the couch, scrambling up the stairs just as fast as her little legs could carry her.

Robbie was hot on her heels, and fortunately the stairs were carpeted so that they didn't make too much noise.

Once they reached his room Robbie quickly closed, and locked the door behind them.

When he turned back around he had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud at the sight that greeted him.

Apparently Darla had been attempting to pull her nightgown off over her head, and had gotten a little stuck.

She had it up far enough to reveal her panties, and her slightly detruding little belly as she wiggled, and writhed, trying to free herself from the little cotton prison she'd gotten herself into.

He watched for a moment, finding it to be quite amusing, and then with an air of desperation she whispered, "Robbie?"

"Okay, okay," he chuckled. "Put your arms up, and hold still.

She did as instructed, and Robbie grabbed a hold of her nightgown, pulling it off, and dropping it on the floor in one quick, deft motion.

"Ta-da, you're free!" he announced, quickly covering his mouth with his hand as he couldn't help laughing a little bit.

"That wasn't funny." She snapped, fixing him with a little glare.

"Oh yes it was." He disagreed with a chuckle.

Her stern expression soon melted into a smile, and giggled, "Okay, maybe it was."

Then she pulled down her panties, and daintily stepped out of them before hopping up onto his bed.

Robbie's expression almost instantly transformed from humor to naked lust as he pulled off his t-shirt, flinging it aside.

As she looked at his well formed pecks, and six pack abs, it suddenly occurred to Darla that she had never really noticed, or thought about the fact that her big brother had a really hot body, but she was sure noticing now, and it made her feel all squishy inside.

Robbie got down on his knees on the carpeted floor next to his bed.

"C'mere you." He growled, pulling her ass to the edge of the mattress, and spreading her legs open wide.

Darla was so excited that she could barely contain herself, and Robbie was very much caught up in her enthusiasm.

Robbie just stared at her pussy for a second.

With her legs open her outer lips, still thick with baby fat, parted ever so slightly, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of the tender pink flesh within.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." He muttered as he slid his hands down her thighs, grasping either side of her fat lips, and pulling them open to get a better look.

Her inner lips were small, but nicely shaped, and the hood over her stiff little clitoris was pronounced.

Robbie had been watching Internet porn since he had figured out how to get past the relatively primitive filtering software his parents had installed on his computer, so he'd seen quite a few vaginas in his day, and as he examined her pink, glistening womanhood he had to admit that she had a really pretty one.

He put his nose down to it, and took a deep whiff.

"Oh Darla, your pussy smells so good." He sighed.

"Really?" whispered.

"Ah-huh." He said with feeling, and right there he just knew that he had to taste it.

"Aaaahhhh." Darla sighed as he pushed the tip of his tongue into her tight little hole, and then "Oooooo." As he slowly ran it up her creamy slit, but when he started swirling it over her aroused little clitty she began panting, "Oh Robbie, oh, oh oh."

He suddenly looked up from in between her legs, and asked, "Do you like that?"

"Ah-huh." She sighed, and then in an urgent whisper she said, "Do it some more Robbie. Please do it some more."

The was all the invitation he needed, and he just started going to town on her, living out all the fantasies he'd ever had about eating pussy.

Darla grasped his head in both hands, her little hips bucking, and rolling as he savaged her tiny cunt with his tongue.

Then he moved his hand down, slowly inserting his index finger into her now very wet little pussy hole.

He got it in up to the first knuckle, and then up to the second before he came up against her little hymen.

He backed off because he was not about to pop his sister's cherry with his finger.

However he did start moving his finger in, and out of her slick hole as he continued to lick, and suck on her clitoris.

Darla had to bite her lip to keep from squealing as she felt things that she'd never felt before.

She had touched herself plenty of times, and although it had always felt good, it had never felt anything like this.

"Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm." She grunted as she felt this odd pressure building in her loins.

It almost felt like she had to pee, and although she certainly didn't want to pee in her brother's face, she also didn't want him to stop doing what he was doing to her.

She figured that she could hold it until the last minute, but about that time Robbie inserted a second finger, really stretching her tiny hole while at the same time he began really grinding his tongue against her clit.

This just seemed to intensify the pressure, and she arched her back, straining to hold it.

The sweet, musky flavor of his sister's pussy, not to mention the way that she was responding to his touch was really making his cock throb.

Now it was true that he had just had an orgasm a little less than a half an hour ago, but he was a fifteen year old boy after all.

He could have two, or three orgasms in a night without ever losing his erection from just watching porn, and this was far more intense than watching it on a computer.

Darla couldn't hold back any more, and although it was a struggle she somehow managed to keep her voice at the level of a whisper as she panted, "Rob, Robbie, sto-stop, I think, I think, I have, to-to-to, pee."

However this did not produce the effect she was expecting because instead of stopping, and letting her up to run to the toilet he began attacking her swollen little vagina with renewed vigor.

"Robbie!" she whispered urgently, tapping him on the head with her little hand, but he just kept thrusting his fingers in, and out of her, licking her tiny clit as if she were starving.

Of course Robbie knew, or at least felt pretty sure, that she didn't really have to pee, no, she was just on the verge of her first real orgasm, and knowing that he was the one giving it to her was such a turn on that he reached down with his other hand, pulled out his cock, and began stroking it.

How could he not?

"No Robbie!" she whined desperately, attempting to push his head away, but of course he was much stronger than her, and that's when she finally popped.

Her eyes rolled back into her head, her little body began shaking uncontrollably, and she had to throw her hand into her mouth, and bite it to keep from screaming as waves of ecstasy wracked her tiny form.

When Robbie felt her already tight hole flexing around his fingers, rhythmically pumping out her cum, he quickly shifted, moving his fingers up to rub her pulsing clitoris as his mouth moved down to her clenching hole, tonguing it, and sucking up all the salty sweet juice he could get into his mouth.

"Nnnnggghh, nnnnggghhhh, nnnnngggghhh!" Darla grunted into her hand as her orgasm reached it's peak, and then she let out a slow shuddering sigh as it finished off.

Sensing that she was done cumming Robbie backed off, gently kissing the insides of her slender thighs.

Darla almost felt like she was floating as she asked, "What, what, just ha-ha-happened?" in a mystified tone.

"You just had an orgasm baby." He whispered, kissing her lightly on her fat, wet little pussy lips before adding, "And it was beautiful."

"Oh Robbie." She squeaked in a high pitched whine, and he looked up to see her looking down at him with tears rolling down her cheeks. He instantly jumped up, taking her little body into his arm.

"Sshh, shh, shh," he whispered soothingly. "Why are you crying baby?"

She threw her arms around him, squeezing him tight as she sobbed, "It just, it just felt so good, it felt so good Robbie, I love you so much."

He couldn't help but be moved, and he felt his own eyes tearing up a little as he responded with, "I love you too Darla." His voice cracking a little from the lump in his throat.

She kissed him on the neck, and then he began planting little kisses all over her tear stained cheeks.

Then she gave him a peck on the lips, and he responded with a gentle, lingering kiss on her mouth.

Before either of them even realized what they were doing their tongues were dancing, and playing around each other as they joined together in a long, deep, and passionate kiss.

They were both swept away in the intensity of emotion as they made out like lovers.

When they finally broke from their kiss they were both panting heavily.

"Wow." Robbie panted, genuine surprise in his voice. "That was really..." and there words failed him.

However Darla made it clear that she understood when she replied in an equally mystified tone, "Yeah, I know."

As he laid there on top of her, their arm wrapped around each other in a tight embrace, their hot, naked skin pressed close together, Robbie was more confused than ever.

This was his little sister after all.

There was no way that this was right, so why did it feel so, well, right?

His reverie was suddenly interrupted when Darla whispered something that he didn't quite catch.

"What?" he asked.

So she repeated with a little giggle, "My pussy tastes good in your mouth."

"Really?" He asked, surprised to hear her say that.

"Ah-huh," she said with a big grin on her face. "Really." And she meant it.

She had of course tasted her own pussy juice before, everybody gets curious, and although she didn't think that it tasted bad, somehow, in Robbie's mouth, it was delicious.

As their breathing began returning to normal Robbie suddenly realized that the shaft of his hard cock was pressed up against Darla's wet, naked little pussy, and he actually found himself asking, 'Dare I?'

It took him about a micro second to determine the answer to that question.

No! In fact not just no, but hell fucking no!

Cumming in her mouth, and licking her little prepubescent vagina were bad enough, there was no way in hell that he would be fucking his sister, and he was a little bit disgusted with himself for even considering it, however briefly.

About that time, almost as if to tempt him, Darla began slowly rolling her hips, and the feeling of her tiny, bald cunt rubbing up, and down his stiff meat was just mind blowing.

"Nngghh, nngghh." She grunted softly as she stroked her brother's cock with her hot little clitoris.

Suddenly she stopped, and whispered, "Robbie?"

"Yeah?" he responded dubiously, a little worried about what she might say next.

"Well," she went on. "You know those things you did to me?"

"Ah-huh." He replied.

"Well do you think, maybe," she continued, and he could feel the heat from her cheeks as they flushed hot with embarrassment. "You could do them again?"

He chuckled softly before responding.

Considering what she could've said, this didn't seem so bad, and besides it would involve getting his dick away from her pussy, which at the moment didn't seem like a bad idea.

"Sure sweetie." He said finally, kissing her hot little cheek.

Then he kissed her neck, slowly working his way down.

When the head of his cock slipped down in between the wet folds of her vagina he almost instinctively wanted to push his hips up, and bury his stiff prick in her tight little hole, but no, that was one line he had firmly decided that he was not going to be crossing, so he just kept moving.

His mouth reached her chest, and although she didn't have breasts she certainly did have nipples, and they were hard enough to cut diamonds with.

Just to see what would happen he took one into his mouth, suckling hard.

"Sssssss!" she hissed, sucking in her breath, and arching her back as she began grinding her wet little crotch against his stomach.

"Do you like that?" he asked after pulling his mouth off with a little smack.

She looked down at him, nodding her head vigorously in the affirmative.

'Interesting.' He thought to himself, making a little mental note to play with her nipples more when they messed around in the future, but for now he couldn't wait to get his tongue back into her sweet little pussy.

He kissed his way down her tummy, and she squealed, wiggling in his grasp when he stuck his tongue in her little belly button, but then once he got his knees back on the floor, and was slipping that same tongue in between her fat little pussy lips, grasping a thigh firmly in each hand, she began rolling her hips, moaning softly.

He was tonguing her juicy little hole when he suddenly got an idea, and once again just to see how she'd react, he slipped his tongue down, and licked her pink little rosebud.

She let out a little high pitched yelp, and despite the fact that he was holding her thighs pretty tight, her ass popped about two inches off of the mattress before she whispered in a tone of utter shock, "Robbie! That's my butthole."

"I know," he chuckled. "But how did it feel?"

"Kinda funny." She said thoughtfully.

"Funny bad?" he inquired.

"No, not bad." She answered quickly. "Just kind of weird."

Robbie decided that he wanted to explore this a little further as he slid his hand over, and began rubbing her clitoris with his thumb.

"Oh yeah Robbie," she panted. "That feels good."

Then he started swirling his tongue all over her little sphincter, and her hips bucked as she alternately moaned, and giggled.

She was obviously liking this, and that turned him on so much that he had to reach down with his other hand and start stroking off again.

This went on for a while, and although he was enjoying licking her little asshole, and making her squeal, pretty soon he just had to get back into that little pussy, so slid his tongue across her taint, and back into her little honey hole.

Robbie was furiously tongue fucking her as he continued as he continued to work her stiff little clit with his thumb when Darla felt that now familiar pressure down there.

It seemed to build up even faster this time, so fast in fact that she barely had time to reach over, and grab Robbie's pillow, hugging it tight to her face, before she was literally screaming in ecstasy.

As he felt his sister getting off Robbie suddenly got a really wicked idea, and without even thinking twice about it he dropped his cock, stuck his index finger into her spasming pussy hole, to get it nice and juicy, and then he slid it down to her little butthole, slowly poking it in up to the second knuckle.

This seemed to make her cum even harder, and he could hear her muffled cries as he began finger fucking her sweet little ass.

Darla was having a truly blowing orgasm to the point that if someone had asked her what her name was at that moment she couldn't have told them.

When her orgasm finally finished, and she'd begun to recover a little she took the pillow off of her face, looked down, and in a nervous little giggle she said, "Robbie, your finger's in my butthole."

Robbie looked up, and wit arched eyebrows he asked, "Do you like it?"

Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she was far too embarrassed to look him in the eye as she bit her bottom lip, slowly nodding her head.

'Goddamn!' Robbie thought to himself. 'She likes it in the ass too?'

It was almost unbelievable.

It was like something out of a middle aged man's porn story, and although he hadn't thought that it was possible he was even more turned on than before.

With a little growl he proceeded to give Darla's wet, aroused little pussy a thorough tongue lashing while continuing to finger her ass. He reached down with his other hand, and began really jacking his hard cock in earnest.

He was leaking copious amounts of precum, and from the way his little sister was moaning, and rolling her hips he could tell that she was enjoying this as much as he was.

Before long Darla had to reach for the pillow again, and just as she threw it over her face she felt like a light exploded behind her eyes as waves of intense pleasure undulated through her entire body.

As it turned out the pillow wasn't really necessary because although she opened her mouth to scream, no sound came out so powerful were the physical sensations that she was experiencing.

Then, just as she thought she was about to come down, she was hit by another intense orgasm, then another, and another.

With his tongue, and finger Robbie drove her to heights of ecstasy that she'd never even imagined were possible, and so much of her slick cum was pumping out that he was easily able to slip his whole finger into her ass.

The way that she was popping off these multiple orgasms was so hot that Robbie knew he couldn't hold off his own orgasm much longer, and sure enough just then his cock began to throb.

He quickly scrambled to his feet, panting, "Oh god Darla, I'm gonna cu-cum, I'm gonna cum."

Darla removed the pillow from her face just in time to see the first thick, white ribbon squirt out, landing just above her navel, and leaving a gooey trail all the way down to her pubic mound.

"Ohhh yeeeaaahh!" He grunted as the first blast left his body, and then he leaned over, depositing the rest of his jizz on her fat, swollen little pussy as he chanted, "Oh yeah Darla, oh yeah baby, yeesss."

Darla was still getting off pretty hard herself, and as she watched, and felt his hot cum spurting onto her twitching flesh she broke into her own little mantra. "Oh yes Robbie." She let out in a breathy whisper, her voice husky with the strain of having so many orgasms so close together. "Cum on me, cum on my little pussy."

Their voices mingled together into a quiet, intense cacophony of lust.

"Uuuuuggghhhhh." He grunted, a shudder running through his whole body as he dropped the last of his load right in between her thick lips on her pink, glistening vagina.

Then with a heavy sigh Robbie collapsed onto the bed next to her, feeling totally drained.

"Oh Robbie." Darla moaned as she reached down, and began rubbing his cum all over her wet, hairless little pussy.

Robbie turned his head to watch, and Darla's little body twitched every few seconds as the last of her orgasm finished off.

They both lay there panting, their bodies glistening with a thin layer of perspiration from their oh so recent sexual escapades.

Then Darla suddenly scooped a thick glob of his sperm from her belly, drawing it up, and popping it into her mouth, dribbling a little bit onto her chin in the process.

"Mmmm." She moaned as she sucked his spunk from her finger.

Robbie's eyes narrowed and he grimaced a little.

This was just not right. How could his little sister be so fucking sexy?

Poor Robbie had the distinct disadvantage of being old enough to have an inkling of how fucked up, and wrong all this was.

Fortunately for Darla she wasn't, and although he had kind of tried to explain it to her, she had almost resolutely refused to understand.

In a way Robbie envied her innocence because the way he figured it that lack of knowledge, and corresponding lack of guilt, was what allowed her to cum so easily, and powerfully.

And boy did she cum powerfully.

As mentioned before Robbie had watched a lot of pornography, and except for a few squirting videos he'd never seen a girl orgasm as intensely as Darla seemed to do quite naturally.

He continued to watch as her tiny finger went back for more of his sperm, and every time she plopped it into her mouth she seemed to relish each drop as if it were the finest of wines, and the way she did it, so artlessly, and with a complete lack of pretense was part of what made it so hot.

By the time she'd eaten every bit of cum that she could get off of her belly, and vagina their breathing had returned to normal. She looked over at him with a little sheepish smile, and said, "Thank you Robbie."

"Don't mention it." He replied wryly, mentally adding, 'To anyone.'

Her eyes ran down the length of his body, and when she saw a little white bead of jizzum on the tip of his now deflated cock she quickly lunged for it.

"More!" was all she said before grasping his shaft, and taking the head of his penis into her mouth, suckling to coax out every last drop.

Robbie almost instantly buried his hands in her silky blond hair, sucking in his breath with a hiss, and then opening his mouth wide, letting out an almost pained, "Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhh." The look of lust, and horror returning to his face.

He wanted to say, "No Darla. This was a mistake. We can't do this." But in all honesty he knew that ship had sailed, and there was no going back now.

Besides, it's not as if his objections had stopped her the first time.

All he could do now was lay back, and enjoy it, which is exactly what he decided to do.

For Darla's part she understood a lot more than Robbie gave her credit for.

She knew for instance that his reluctance going into this stemmed, at least partially, from him wanting to protect her like the good big brother that he was, but she loved him, and she knew that he loved her.

If they could make each other feel good by doing sexy stuff she just didn't see anything wrong with it.

She also had a pretty good idea of how others might regard their union, and thus the necessity for keeping it on the D.L. even if she herself thought it was silly that they had to hide it.

From an early age Darla had found that there were rules that made sense to her, and ones that didn't, and she had neither the time nor the patience for the ones that didn't make sense.

For instance, there was, "Don't run with the scissors."

See, now that made sense to her.

What if you fell? You could get hurt, maybe even killed.

But then there was, "Don't eat the paste."

Why not? It tasted good, and it wasn't poison.

She knew better than to eat it in front of the teacher of course, but she still ate it.

Suddenly she realized that Robbie's yummy semen was white just like that paste, and she said to herself, 'Yeah, I'm gonna eat the paste."

As she felt his cock begin to quickly become erect again in her mouth she shifted her gaze to look up at her brother, and when he looked down at her, the head of his stiff penis in her mouth, and a twinkle in her eye, he couldn't help but smile.

"Do you really like doing that?" He asked dubiously.

She pulled her mouth off of him with a little pop, and quickly responded, "Oh yes, yes I do." Nodding her head with sincere enthusiasm.

At first this struck him as odd, but then he remembered how much he'd enjoyed eating out her sweet little pussy, and suddenly it didn't seem so strange that she would enjoy sucking his cock.

"Well," he asked in a measured tone. "How would you like to learn how to do it better?"

Her eyes got wide with excitement, and her voice flew up into a high pitched squeal as she said. "Really Robbie, Will you really teach me?"

"Yes," he chuckled. "I really will." Making the decision to further her education almost as he spoke the words.

After all he had kind of started it when he'd acquiesced to answering her sex questions, and then of course he'd completely failed to stop her from sucking him off, but then when he'd taken her up to his room, licking her pussy, and fingering both of her little holes, well, teaching her more just seemed like the next logical step.

Besides, maybe Darla had a point.

They did love each other so perhaps what they were doing hasn't nearly as bad as he had been taught to believe, and in any case if he wanted to have a girlfriend some day it just made sense to practice.

With Darla as his more than willing guinea pig he figured that he could end up learning as much as she did before it was all over, but they had to be careful, she had most certainly been right about that.

Suddenly he looked up at the clock, and swore aloud, "Fuck! It's four in the morning."

He hopped up off the bed, and paced for a second before turning to Darla, and saying, "Don't move, I'll be right back."

Darla propped herself up on her elbows, watching Robbie quizzically as he left the room, wondering what he could be up to. She didn't have to wait long for soon he returned with a damp wash cloth.

"Let's get you cleaned up." He said in a matter of fact tone, and Darla couldn't help but smile.

This was emblematic of Robbie, always so considerate, and thoughtful, besides, she was kind of sticky.

She regarded him with a big grin as he got down on his knees on the floor next to the bed, and began wiping off her tummy.

Then she spread her slender little thighs to give him easier access as he moved down to her sticky vagina.

She couldn't stop herself from squealing, and wiggling around a little as she felt the damp cloth on her rubbing her privet area, but Robbie was as patient and understanding as she had come to expect.

Then he looked up, and saw the translucent stains on her face, and decided to clean that as well so he grasped her little hands, and said, "Come on, sit up sweetie."

She did as he asked, wrinkling her little nose as he wiped it off.

Next he cleaned around her mouth, and then her chin while she just kept grinning at him.

Once he'd finished he leaned back a little to inspect her, and that's when he noticed her staring at him with this huge smile on her face. He knitted his brow slightly, and chuckled, "What?"

There were so many things that she wanted to tell him, but she lacked the vocabulary, and quite frankly the cognitive capacity to express what she was feeling, so she simply said, "I love you."

"Aw," he responded, truly touched by the sincerity with which she'd said it. "I love you to squirt."

Then he went, and retrieved her panties off of the floor, putting them on her, and pulling them up to about mid thigh before grasping her under her arms, setting her on her feet, and pulling them up the rest of the way.

Darla was a bit miffed as she watched him straighten out her nightgown.

Her declaration hadn't quite produced the effect that she'd hoped for.

"Raise your arms." He instructed, and when she did he put her nightgown back on her.

She thought briefly about repeating it, but then he did the most perfect thing that he could have done at that moment, he picked her up. She threw her arms around his neck, laying her head on his shoulder, and as he carried her up the hall, and down the stairs she felt so safe, and protected, like nothing bad could ever happen to her as long as she was in his arms.

Then he laid her down on the couch, and she reluctantly let go of his neck.

After putting her little blanket on her he figured they were set.

It was not at all uncommon for Darla to fall asleep on the couch in front of the television on a Saturday night, and it was almost as common for Robbie to come down stairs, and put her blanket on her before he went to bed, so that when everybody got up in the morning they would see nothing out of the ordinary.

As he'd cleaned, and then dressed Darla he'd come up with a plan that he decided it was now time to share with his little accomplice.

"Okay," he began, sitting down next to her little body. "In the morning you're going to have a tummy ach."

"I am?" she asked, her little brow kitting into a look of confusion.

"Yes," he went on. "When mom wakes you up for church you're gonna tell her that you have a tummy ach, and then I'm going to volunteer to stay home, and take care of you."

Her mouth, and eyes popped open into that "ah-ha" face as she suddenly got it.

"So we can be alone together while everyone else is at church." She whispered conspiratorially.

Robbie just smiled, and nodded.

"You're so smart Robbie." She gushed. "I never would have thought of that."

Robbie didn't think that it was all that clever, but he blushed a little at her praise.

"Well," he joked, sounding a little nervous. "I guess it's a date then."

She giggled into her hands, but when he started to get up she grasped his arm, and said, "Wait."

He sat back down, fixing her with a slightly puzzled expression.

She motioned him in closer with her finger, and he leaned in closer.

She made the gesture again seeming to say, "No, closer." With her eyes, so he leaned in closer.

They were almost nose to nose which was perfect as far as she was concerned because she just knew that she had to tell him again, and she wanted it to be just right.

It was important to her that he understood, really understood, how she felt.

She looked down, seeming to suddenly become bashful, but of course she was just preparing herself, and waiting for her cue which Robbie obligingly provided in short order.

"Darla?" he asked.

She raised her head, looked deep into his eyes, and then in the sweetest, most painfully sincere voice she could muster, she said, "I love you Robbie."

He felt his breath catch in his throat as he was almost overwhelmed by an up rush of emotion.

Then his breath came in quick as he reached down, and took her into his arms, sighing, "Oh Darla." As he pulled her body in tight.

Darla threw her arms around his neck, and she felt so happy she thought that she might cry.

The way that he'd said her name said it all, and she felt sure that they were on the same page.

They held each other like that for a while, their breathing coming in quick, shallow gasps, but finally Robbie gasped, "We have to go to sleep sweetie. We want to be rested for tomorrow."

With that he released her, and she quickly lay back on the couch. "Yes," she giggled. "For our date."

"That's right," Robbie said with a chuckle. "For our play date."

Darla broke into a fit of giggles that threatened to get too loud. "Shh." He shushed her, and as she quieted down he added, "We can be as loud as we want tomorrow."

Darla was glad to hear that. She hadn't really liked having to bite her hand, or put a pillow over her face when what she wanted to do was scream her pleasure out loud.

"Okay," he said, kissing her on the forehead, and then standing up, and saying, "I'll see you tomorrow, well, later today I guess."

"For our date." She chimed in with a little giggle.

Robbie kind of rolled his eyes, and said with a wry smile, "Say goodnight Darla."

And of course she said, "Goodnight Darla."

They shared a chuckle, and then Robbie headed for the stairs, but then he stopped, turned around, and whispered, "Oh, and by the way, I love you more." Before scrabbling up the steps.

As she watched him retreat she got a little tear eyed, and she was so excited about her "play date" with Robbie that she thought she'd never get to sleep, but those orgasms had taken a lot more out of her then she'd realized, and before she knew it she was sleeping soundly, a little smile curled onto her lips.