Chapter 19

The next morning I got up and went into the kitchen. Mom and Dad were just finishing their breakfast. I asked about my brother and Mom told me he had already left to go fishing.

"Mom, you and Dad can go when you're ready, I'll cleanup the kitchen," I said.

"Why thank you, Jen. That's very nice of you. What do you have planned for the day?" Mom said.

"I don't know, I think I'll just stay by the pool and do some reading. Maybe I'll work on my tan too, my butt's getting white again."

Mom laughed and said, "Listen, Jen. I have some tops in my closet that I don't wear anymore. They're on the right hand side. If you'd like, you can go through them and take the ones you want."

"Thanks, Mom. Show me which ones."

Mom took me into her bedroom, opened the closet door pointed to a group of tops that were hanging in there, and then closed the closet door.

"Just leave anything you don't want and I'll take care of them later," Mom said as we left her room.

My dad called for my mom and said he was ready to leave. Mom told me what was in the house to eat and not to fight with my brother. I said I'd be fine and to have a good time. After my parents left, I went out to the backyard and sat on the glider.

I thought about what Kathy and I had talked about. I no longer was confused, but I wasn't going to plan anything either. When something happens it happens. There was no doubt in my mind that if my brother wanted to take our relationship further, I would be ready, or at least willing.

The sun was up and the day warm. I removed my tee shirt and stretched out wearing my thong. After an hour in the sun, I removed the thong and jumped in the pool. After cooling off, I decided to take a look at the tops my mom said I could have. I dried myself, using my tee shirt and went into the house.

Still naked, I started to take the tops out and try them on. The ones I liked, I put on the bed; the ones I didn't care for I returned to the closet. I finished going through the shirts and gathered up about six that I wanted.

After taking the tops to my room and hanging them up, I returned to my mom's bedroom. I started to look through her clothes and when I pulled a coat aside, I saw a nightie like the one I'd seen in mom's shop. After staring at the garment for a few minutes, I removed it from the closet and held it up to my chest. Even though it was doubled, I could see my boobs right through the thin material.

The negligee was different than the one I looked at in the shop, this one was all white, even the trim. I took the top off the hanger and slipped it on. A small satin ribbon tied between my breasts to hold the top closed. The bottoms consisted of a pair of very short lace shorts and a tiny G-string to wear under the shorts.

I put on the G-string and looked at myself in the mirror. The G- string was nothing more than a patch of lace that barely covered my mons, held in place with thin ribbon that tied at my hips. I slipped on the form fitting shorts and stood in front of the mirror again. I could see the strip of pubic hair that was left on my mons right through the shorts and G-string.

Mom was right about one thing, it did make me feel sexy. I spent a good fifteen minutes twisting and turning in front of the mirror before I removed the negligee and put it away.

After cleaning up the kitchen, I decided that I would fix a nice dinner for my brother and me. I looked through the cupboards, found a jar of pasta sauce and a box of spaghetti. I read the instructions, realized that it wouldn't take that long to prepare and decided to wait until later to start.

At about three in the afternoon, I decided to get dressed. After a long hot shower, I shaved and covered my body with lotion. I sat on my bed, thought about Eddie and the talk I had with Kathy. After weighing all of the pros and cons, I came to the conclusion that I just wasn't ready, not yet.

I got up, relieved that I had finally made a decision, and thought about what I would wear. Even if I wasn't going to have oral sex, I could still look sexy and my brother and I could do what we had been doing.

After finding the panties I wanted, a frilly red thong, I pulled them on and went to get a sundress from my closet. I put on the dress, tied the halter-top behind my neck and checked myself in the mirror.

It was four o'clock when I started fixing dinner. Once I had the sauce on the stove, I filled a pan with water for the spaghetti noodles and started making the salad.

Eddie came home at about five and after putting away his fishing tackle, came into the kitchen.

"Hi, Eddie," I said. "Do any good today?"

"Not really. We caught a few small bass, but threw them back."

"Oh well, maybe next time. Did you guys have fun anyway?"

"It was okay, but I got real tired of listening to Kevin talk about Cindy."

I laughed and said, "I know what you mean; all Cindy talks about is Kevin. I get so bored listing to her complain how they can never be alone."

"You know, Jen, I'm sure glad that Cindy and Kevin got together. I don't think I could stand being with a girl like her."

"Why not?"

"She tries to control everything Kevin does. He had to get permission from her to go fishing today. If he isn't around when she calls, he gets the third degree when he does talk to her."

"Are you hungry? I made dinner for us."

"I'm starved! I ate the sandwiches I brought at about ten this morning."

"Great! Dinner will be ready shortly. Why don't you go take your shower and it'll be ready by the time you're finished."

Eddie got up from the table and started for his room. Just before he left the kitchen, he turned around and said, "Jen, next time I'm going to take you fishing with me. I like going with Kevin, but I would much rather be with you. I missed you today."

I couldn't talk so I just smiled, nodded and turned away so my brother wouldn't see the tears in my eyes. I don't know why, but it seemed that my brother always said the right things to me. After a couple of moments, I turned around to thank him, but he was gone.

By the time my brother came back, dinner was ready. We sat at the table and ate while Eddie talked about his fishing trip and Kevin's endless talking about Cindy. By the time dinner was finished, I had learned that Cindy and Kevin hadn't done as much sexually as she had told me.

My brother said that Kevin told him about the things he and Cindy had done together and that he had only been able to feel her boobs through her top, not under it like Cindy had told me. I also learned that Cindy had never touched him, not even through his clothes.

"What's so funny?" Eddie asked me as he watched me laughing.

I shook my head and replied, "I think it's funny. I've heard about boys bragging about the things they've done to a girl, but not the other way around."

"What do you mean?"

I told him what Cindy had told me about the things she and Kevin had done together. Eddie began laughing and started to help me clear the table. When he offered to help with the dishes, I thanked him and told him to go relax and I'd take care of everything.

Once I had the dishes washed and everything put away, I went out to the living room. My brother was on the couch, watching television. I sat on the floor, leaned against the couch and watched the show that was on.

"Why do girls try to control a guy, Jen? I couldn't stand it to be with a girl that tried to tell me what I could and couldn't do."

"I don't know. Why do guys let them?"

"Sex I guess."

"That's not much to base a relationship on."

"What else is there at our age? I guess all guys want it and they are willing to do what a girl says to do in order to get some."

"I think that there's a lot more to base a relationship on than sex, even at our age. I want a guy that likes to do the things I like to do. I'd hope that I would like some of the things he likes too. I don't think that you have to like everything, but there should be enough so that sex isn't the only thing you have in common."

"That makes sense; it would be great to have a girlfriend that liked to fish and do the things I like. I like sex too, at least what you and I've done and that's my only experience, but I can see what you mean about having other interests."

I nodded and grinned as I listened to my brother, but I also thought about what he had said about wanting a girlfriend. I wondered if he was looking or if he had someone in mind. Suddenly I felt the pangs of jealousy for a girl that may not even exist. I was just about to ask my brother if he liked a girl when I felt his fingers stroke my hair.

I laid my head back on the cushion of the couch, turned and looked at Eddie's smiling face.

"I'll never be able to find a girl that's as great as you are, Jen. You like the things I do and you're never bossy. I have the best times when I'm with you."

I smiled back at my brother and nodded my head.

"I have the best times with you too, Eddie. I don't even want a boyfriend. I've been asked out a couple of times, but always said no. I know Mom wouldn't let me date anyway, not yet, but that's not the reason I don't accept."

Eddie was silent. He continued to stroke my hair, but didn't say anything. I too was quiet, lost in my thoughts. How was this ever going to work out? How could my brother and I get through school without dating? After all, it was one of the rights of passage. If neither of us ever went out with someone, the other kids may think something was weird about us.

My brother and I watched television, but I wasn't paying any attention. My thoughts were jumbled as I ran scenario after scenario through my mind. I though about the ramifications of not dating, but that would mean no parties. The other kids I knew, as well as the ones on the track and the gymnastics teams, were always talking about the parties that followed the meets, but I never went.

I wondered if I was willing to miss out on all of the things a girl my age was supposed to do. I questioned the longevity of any relationship a brother and sister could have as lovers rather than just siblings. Finally, I decided that it was something Eddie and I needed to resolve, at least for now.

"Eddie, do you want a girlfriend? You know, someone that you can take out on dates or go to parties with. Someone that you can walk around school holding hands with, like the other kids. You'll be in high school next year and you should be able to do things like that with your friends."

I got up, sat on the couch sideways and crossed my legs Indian style. After pushing my short dress down between my legs, I leaned against the back of the couch and rested my head on top of the cushion. I looked at my brother, took a deep breath and held it, as I waited for his answer to my question.

"I've thought about it," he said, "but I haven't been able to answer that question. I know that if I don't have a girlfriend, I might miss out on some of the things the other kids in my class do. I know that there are a lot more parties and stuff in high school than in middle school and I know that I want to do those things. I also know that I love you and that you are more important to me than any of those things are."

I exhaled with a sigh. Once again my fears were unfounded, once again my brother managed to say just the right thing at the right time. My heart was pounding inside my chest and my thoughts were filled with love. I took another deep breath, let it out slowly and blinked the moisture in my eyes away.

We were silent again. We stared into one another's eyes as I thought about what my brother had just said. I was on cloud nine as I realized the love my brother and I shared, but then my thoughts changed. How could I do this to my brother? How could I deny him the things he should enjoy? Could I really do this if I REALLY loved him?

"That's not fair to you, Eddie. I love you too! I love you so much that some times I feel like I'm going to burst, but I couldn't ever live with myself if I thought that my love, our love, stopped you from doing the things you want to do."

Eddie shifted, knelt on the couch facing me and rested his head on the back, his face inches from mine. Our eyes were locked together and my heart was racing.

My brother leaned in, kissed my forehead, my nose and then my lips. His kiss was light and I could barely feel his lips on mine, but I knew they were there. He leaned back and smiled.

"Jenny, that's MY decision to make, just like it's YOURS. I don't know what's going to happen in the future. I don't know if I'm going to want to have a girlfriend or if you're going to want a boyfriend. The only thing I know for sure is how I feel about you and that right now, I don't want to have anybody but you.

"We have no idea what's going to happen. I know a lot of guys that don't have girlfriends and I'm sure you know girls that don't have boyfriends."

I nodded. I did know girls that didn't have boyfriends, a lot of them. I also knew girls that did, and listening to them talk, I wasn't really sure that I wanted or even needed that conflict in my life, not at fourteen or fifteen. My brother was right again. I was thinking into the future, a future that I had no way of predicting.

"Do you really want to know what I want, Jen?"

"Yes, I do."

"I want things just as they are. I want to learn more about the boat. I want to learn about fishing. I want to have fun, and I want to do all of these things with you."

I sprang at my brother and threw my arms around his neck. I hit him so hard that he had to brace himself to keep from being knocked over. Our lips met, our mouths opened and I melted into him as his arms went around me. Tears of joy streamed from my eyes and we kissed so hard it almost hurt. As we kissed we squirmed around on the couch until Eddie was on his back and I was lying on top of him.

Our mouths remained locked and our tongues moved rapidly, dancing against one another. My brother's hand moved over my back, stroking the flesh that wasn't covered by my dress. I wiggled and worked my body between his legs, his right leg slipping from the couch to the floor.

I could feel Eddie's rigid shaft against my mons and I began to rhythmically grind my crotch into his. His hands slid down my back to my gyrating bottom and pulled me tighter to him. I moaned into his mouth as he gripped the cheeks of my ass and I pressed my boobs against his chest.

I have no idea how long we kissed and rubbed against each other. My head was in a fog and my body was heating rapidly. Filled with love and lust, I started to cum. I lifted my lips from Eddie's and howled as my intense orgasm began to consume me. Eddie held onto my butt and I thrashed around on top of him.

My first climax gave way to a second as my brother humped his member up against my mons. I could feel my vagina contracting like it was searching for something to fill it. Every muscle in my body quivered as the throws of ecstasy coursed through me. Suddenly my body went rigid, my toes curled and I collapsed.

I felt like I was floating. I could feel my brother's hand rubbing lightly up and down my back and hear his voice softly repeating my name. It took a few moments, but I was finally able to think again. I realized where I was, as I came out of the blissful trance that I had been under, and lifted my head so I could see my brother's face.

"Are you okay?" Eddie said in a whisper.

I nodded and grinned.

"You scared me. I think you fainted."

Again I nodded, still unable to speak. I could feel the coolness on my butt, my dress bunched around my waist. I slowly pulled my body off my brothers and knelt on the couch between his legs. I looked down and smiled when I saw the dark stain on his shorts, knowing that he too had enjoyed the release I had.

"Jen, say something."

"WOW!"

Eddie giggled and said, "Say something else."

"WOW! WOW!"

My brother laughed, hugged me and said, "I have to agree with you there."

I could feel my thong was pulled up into my crotch and when I hooked my fingers into the gusset to pull it away from my sex, I could feel that they were soaked.

"I made a mess of your shorts," I giggled as I pointed at Eddie's crotch.

"Yeah, I guess I couldn't control myself."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, don't be sorry, Jen. It was great! I don't think I've ever felt like that before."

"Me either, I must have cum two or three times. Why don't you take those things off and I'll throw them in the washing machine. You don't want them to be stained permanently. If you want to, we could go for a quick swim, I need to cool off."

Eddie nodded, stood up and unfastened his shorts. As my brother removed his clothes, so did I. I gathered up our things, took them out to the garage and tossed them into the washing machine. After grabbing two towels from a stack of clean ones on the dryer, I went back into the house.

My brother went out into the darkness and before jumping into the pool, Eddie turned on the underwater lights. The clear blue water glowed and we jumped in. It was refreshing to feel the cool water surround my naked body as I moved slowly from one end of the pool to the other on my back.

Eddie and I didn't start splashing each other like we usually did, when we swam together, tonight was not a night for roughhousing. As I moved past my brother, he scooped me into his arms and pulled me to my feet. We stood facing each other and our arms encompassed one another's bodies like they had a mind of their own.

My brother slowly moved one of his hands up my back, over my shoulder and then under my chin. He tilted my face up to his, covered my lips and kissed me. I kissed him back and when we parted, he looked into my eyes and said, "I love you, Jen."

I answered him with another kiss. I pulled away from him, took his hand and led him to the shallow water and then out of the pool. We continued to stare at each other as we rubbed the fluffy towels over our bodies, drying away the droplets of water that covered our tanned bodies.

Once we were dry, we went into the house.

"Let's take a shower together," Eddie suggested.

"Okay, let's use Mom and Dad's shower, it's bigger."

We went into our parents' bathroom and I turned on the water. I adjusted it until it was warm and we climbed in. Moving Eddie under the spray, I picked up the shampoo and poured some into my hand. I reached up and started to rub his head, forming a thick blanket of suds. Using my fingertips, I massaged his scalp. As I washed his hair, Eddie reached for my boobs and fondled them.

"That feels good," Eddie said.

"What does, me washing your hair or my boobs?"

"Both."

Giggling, I moved him under the water and rinsed the shampoo out of his short hair. He kept his hands on my breasts, softly massaging them. We switched places and he shampooed my hair. I stood with my back to my brother as he rubbed the shampoo into my hair. It felt wonderful to have his fingers on my head moving through my hair.

I felt his hands move away and Eddie guided me under the spray to rinse. Once my hair was completely rinsed, he took the bar of soap and began to rub it on my back. When he got to my waist, I lifted my right leg and put it on his shoulder so he could wash it. His soapy hands slid along my leg from my ankle to my crotch. He used the palm of his hand to wash my sex, causing me to shudder.

"Doesn't it hurt to have your leg like that?" Eddie asked.

"No, not at all. Gymnastics has made me very flexible," I said as I gripped my thigh and pulled my leg up higher.

My brother shook his head and told me to lift my other leg so he could wash it. I put down my right leg and pulled up the left one, resting my foot on the shower wall. Eddie chuckled as he washed my leg and then my sex for the second time. When he finished with my leg, he took the spray head off the hook and started to rinse away the suds.

After rinsing my legs, he pointed the spray at my crotch and I parted my legs. Eddie used the water and his hand to rinse my pussy and I felt myself getting turned on. He spent a few minutes between my legs and I finally stepped back and pushed his hand away.

"What's the matter, Jen?"

"You're making me all hot and bothered."

"So?"

"Later, let's finish before we run out of hot water."

Eddie nodded and washed my chest, rinsed off the soap and I started on him. I washed his back and chest quickly and then squatted down to do his legs, my butt on my heels. He was facing me and his semi rigid penis was only inches from my face. I avoided his genitals and rubbed the soap over both of his legs. I reached around him, rested my head on his hip and washed his butt.

Moving back slightly, I soaped up my hands, put the bar down and began to wash his balls and cock. He became fully erect as my hand slid up and down his shaft. I wrapped the fingers of both of my hands around his member, like it was a baseball bat, and noted that there were still a couple of inches I couldn't cover.

I pumped my two hands on his erection until I felt him begin to move his hips, thrusting his cock into my strokes. I let go of him, stood up and took down the spray head. I rinsed his penis and testicles, but I didn't touch him. After I turned off the water, we stepped out to dry off.

My eyes latched onto his penis and watched it wiggle and shake as Eddie rubbed the towel on his head. I started to giggle and he just grinned when he noticed the source of my amusement. We playfully took turns drying each other.

"I like the way you wiggle when you move," I said.

"I like to see your tits wiggle too."

I put my hands behind my head, shook my shoulders and giggled as my brother watched my boobs shake.

He laughed and grabbed my breasts, stopping their movement. He rubbed my stiff nipples with his thumbs and I sighed.

"I like it when you play with my boobs; it makes me all tingly inside."

My brother leaned down and took one of my nipples between his lips. He sucked it into his mouth and gently clamped his teeth on it. I grabbed his head and pulled it to my chest.

After he suckled and nibbled on my left boob, he moved to my right one. When he finally released me and stood up, both of my nipples were standing out from my boobs.

We cleaned up the bathroom and left. Eddie went to his bedroom and I went to mine. When we met in the living room, I was wearing a pair of pink bikini panties and Eddie was in boxers.

Eddie sat on the couch against the arm, picked up the remote control and began to flip through the channels on the television. I sat next to him, curled my legs onto the couch and leaned against his side. He put his arm over my shoulders and I rested my head against his chest.

"What do you want to watch, Jen?"

"It doesn't matter to me, you pick."

I closed my eyes and listened to the changing voices and music as my brother flipped from one channel to another. I moved so my shoulder was in his armpit and my head was against his shoulder. I was comfortable and content in his arm, his hand resting on my side and his fingers moving lightly across my skin.

Snuggled with my brother, I wondered how anyone could feel more loved than I did at that moment. I also thought about the future and how I would react if Eddie did find a girl. Would this stop? Would my brother not want to be with me like this? Would I be able to handle it? Once again I felt confused.

Eddie's hand moved to my hip and I could feel his fingertips tracing the scalloped edge of the waistband of my panties. Music was coming from the television and I guessed that my brother had settled on a music channel, but I didn't open my eyes to look. When I finally was able to clear my thoughts and just enjoy the feeling of being close to my brother, I began to drift off.

Half asleep, I moved my head down and rested it on Eddie's leg. His hand moved lightly along my side from my armpit to my hip and back, his fingers brushing the side of my breast. I rolled onto my back, opened my eyes and looked up to see my brother gazing down at me. He smiled and his hand continued to stroke me, moving over my stomach from my satin covered mons to my breasts.

Closing my eyes again, I moved my head so my cheek was against the warm flesh of my brother's stomach.

"I love you, Jen," I heard him whisper, and I curled my arm over my head and put my hand on his side.

My smile got bigger after hearing his words and I sighed. Eddie's hand began to move over my breasts as he continued to stroke me, lingering before returning down to my mons. His fingertips made a small circle on my sparse pubic hair and then went back to my boobs. His palm moved over my now erect nipples, sending waves of pleasure through my body only to center in my sex.

While our snuggling didn't start out sexual, that was quickly changing. My body was heating up and I could feel the familiar throb intensifying between my legs. I moved tighter to my brother's leg, my shoulders riding up onto his thigh. When his hand moved down to my mons, I parted my legs inviting his hand between them. It took several more trips up and down my body before Eddie's fingers dipped into my crotch.

I felt his fingers slide along the damp gusset of my panties and I closed my legs holding it there. After a couple of minutes, I relaxed and his hand moved back up my body to my boobs and his palm brushed my nipples. I could feel his cock moving against the back of my head and I moved against it.

It must have been a little uncomfortable for Eddie, his erection held along his leg by my head, so I moved my cheek away from his stomach long enough to move his member so it stood straight up. I pushed my head back to where it had been and felt his penis against my ear.

Eddie slid his hand over my tummy towards my crotch. I parted my legs and his fingers moved to my pussy, this time inside my panties. He leaned slightly and his finger parted my lips. I moaned as he hooked his finger and drew it from my opening toward my clit. I rolled my hips up in anticipation of his touch, but his finger bypassed my nub and moved up to my pubic mound.

My brother's cock was trapped between my cheek and his stomach and I could feel his pulse being telegraphed against my face. Even though his boxers insulated his member, I could feel the heat it emitted.

Eddie continued to move his fingers on my pussy, but avoided my clit. I tried to move my hips to feel the contact I desperately sought, but he didn't relent. My head was moving from side to side and rubbing against his cock. The fly of his boxers must have opened because I suddenly felt his penis against my flesh.

When he finally touched my clit, my body jerked and I rolled towards him. I put my leg on the back of the couch and rocked my hips against his finger as it moved rapidly over the hard bundle of nerves. Eddie moved between my lips, pulled my moisture up and rubbed my juices on my throbbing clit. As he repeated the process, he began to dip his finger into my pussy and stroke it in and out before returning to my clit.

My orgasm was unlike like any before. It didn't build slowly and consume me like I was used to; it rocketed through my body like a runaway fright train. I knew I was screaming out as I came, but I couldn't hear myself. Eddie's finger was in my vagina as the rapid convulsions began and I could feel my pussy gripping it. I became lost in the feeling of nirvana and wasn't aware of anything except my brother's finger moving in my sex.

I could feel my hips thrashing around on the couch and my legs opening and closing, but the movement was uncontrolled. I couldn't have stopped moving if my life depended on it. I have no idea when he did it, but Eddie's free hand was on my breast kneading it firmly. The added sensation of his hand on my tit sent my climax to a new plateau.

I don't know if it was one long continuous orgasm or a series of many, but I was in heaven as my brother continued to touch and rub me. Then, just as it had started, it was over and my body went limp. I pushed Eddie's hand away from my over sensitive crotch and the hand on my boob relaxed. My breathing was labored and came as a series of gasps. My body continued to quiver as the sexual high retreated, leaving me completely satiated.

I opened my eyes and was staring at my brother's erection. His fly was parted and I could see the dark pink flesh of his throbbing member. Eddie stroked my side and I reached up and ran my fingertip over his exposed cock. I was still very excited and my chest was flush with redness. I moved my head towards Eddie's knees, pulled his penis further out of his fly and began to lightly stroke the length of it.

My gaze moved from where his cock exited his underwear up to the bulbous head that topped his member. I ran my thumb over his glans and smiled as his rigid cock jerked in my hand. I looked up and saw him watching me fondle him and I smiled.

I released his cock, grabbed his boxers and, when he lifted his butt, I worked them down his hips. I put my head on his leg, wrapped my hand around his shaft and began to slowly move my fist up and down.

"It's my turn to make you feel good," I moaned as I looked into his eyes.

Eddie grinned as he nodded, and let his head flop back on the couch, closing his eyes.

I looked back to his cock and let go of it. Using the lightest touch I could, I traced the thick vein from the ridge to his balls and back. I pulled my knees up, lay in a fetal position and continued to slowly explore my brother's cock. Eddie put his hand on my hip and moved as I toyed with him.

My brother groaned as I pushed his penis against his belly, stroked the bottom of it and rubbed the head with my thumb. I pushed his legs apart so I could get my other hand between them and cradled his testicles in my palm. Each time I would wrap my fingers around his shaft, and gently squeeze his balls, he would grip my hip and push his hips up. Each time his hips began to move, I released the pressure and went back to dragging my fingertips over him.

I have no idea what came over me that night, but before I knew it, my lips were kissing the underside of my brother's cock. I could taste his salty flavor and feel his cock throb against my lips as I planted a series of tiny pecks on his shaft.

I had no plans, no intentions. I didn't think or reason about what I was doing. I was on autopilot and my love and lust controlled me. When I pushed my tongue out past my lips and touched it to his cock, I knew that I wasn't going to stop. Tonight was the night and there was no turning back.

Lifting my head off my brother's leg, my tongue snaked out and swiped his glans. He jerked and moaned as I licked around the ridge. A drop of fluid leaked from the tip and I quickly collected it with the tip of my tongue.

I became uncomfortable and rose up. Without speaking, I pulled my brother's legs onto the couch and knelt between them. I took his cock in my hand and jacked him slowly before bending down and wiping another drop of pre-cum from the slit.

My eyes traveled up to Eddie's and I smiled as I licked my lips and continued to pump his cock with my hand. He was staring wide eyed, his mouth open, as I'm sure he was anticipating my next move.

"You don't have to do this, Jenny," he sighed.

I answered bye kissing the velvety head of his cock. I opened my mouth wide and exhaled my warm breath, bathing his penis with warm air. Without any thoughts, I covered his glans with my open mouth and then closed my lips around his shaft just below the ridge.

My tongue swirled around his cock-head and I felt the texture of his glans. When I heard my brother groan out his approval, it let a little more of his cock glide over my lips and into my mouth.

My mind absorbed the erotic sensation of his cock as it throbbed against the roof of my mouth and tongue. Somehow I knew it was right and that this moment would be burnt into my memory as long as I live. I had no idea what I was doing, but from the throaty groans that came from above me, I knew I wasn't doing anything wrong.

I lowered my mouth slowly until Eddie's penis was at the opening of my throat and I gagged. I lifted up slightly, positioned my hand on his shaft to control the depth of his penetration and began to bob my head up and down. I don't really know why I was doing it the way I was, but it all seemed so natural. The feeling of his cock in my mouth, the head from his loins and the jerky movement of my brother's body told me everything I needed to know at that moment.

With half of his penis in my mouth, I shifted my eyes up to Eddie's and saw them sparkle. His bright blue eyes were open wide and the look on his face was like none I'd ever seen. I had jacked him off before and his face always showed his pleasure, but not like this. This was different, more intense than in the past and the thought that I was providing the pleasure made me feel like I never felt before.

I realized that I had stopped moving my mouth and I was just holding Eddie's cock between my lips. I could feel his pulse against my tongue and taste his discharge. I could feel the steady throb of his penis, carried through my tongue, directly to my pussy. It seemed that my pussy was contracting at the same cadence as my brother's heartbeat.

Slowly I resumed moving my mouth on Eddie's penis. I relished the feeling of it sliding across my tongue and the roof of my mouth. My own body was reacting to the sensation and I knew that I would soon cum. I had orgasms from my own hand, my brother's hand and from Cindy's mouth and fingers. I had even had a climax from playing with my nipples in the past, but this was very different. I wasn't being touched or touching myself. The only contact I had at the moment was my mouth and hand on Eddie's cock, yet I could feel myself getting close.

I don't remember if my brother said anything to warn me of his orgasm, but I felt his member swell in my hand and mouth and then tasted his cum as it shot out onto my tongue and against the back of my mouth. I too began to cum as his semen spilled out onto my tongue and coated my mouth. Time paused as I savored my brother's spunk. The taste and texture was not offensive to me. I did not feel repulsed or fear becoming ill.

With his softening cock still held between my lips, I could feel his hot salty cum begin to trickle down my throat. I swallowed and my mouth felt like something was missing. While his penis was still there, his seed was gone, leaving me wanting more. I decided right then that giving my brother oral pleasure wasn't only something I would do again, but something I would do as often as I could.

When Eddie's cock was flaccid, I sucked him completely into my mouth, trying to coax it back to life. My nose was buried in his soft pubic hair and his balls were against my chin. I felt my brother's hands on the sides of my head and he tried to pull me up. I moaned and sucked harder in an attempt to maintain the connection and the felling of being an extension of his sole, but he finally pulled my mouth off his cock.

I crawled up his body and covered him as I rested my head on his shoulder. His arms went around my back and he held me close as I searched around the inside of my mouth with my tongue hoping to find a trace of his semen. We stayed like that for a long time, my chest to his, my legs tangled in his, my heart pounding and my mind content.

Eddie must have become uncomfortable in the position we were in because for the first time in over an hour he spoke.

"Jen," he whispered, "I have to move."

I reluctantly got off my brother and sat on the edge of the couch. He flexed his legs several times and then sat up next to me. After kissing me softly, he moved back and stared into my eyes. He had a big smile on his face and I waited for him to say something profound.

Eddie took a deep breath, let half of it escape and said, "I've got to pee! I'll be right back."

I began to laugh and shake my head as my brother scurried off to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush, the sink run and then he reappeared. As he walked back to the couch, there was a bounce in his step and a big grin on his face. At that very moment, I knew what Kathy was talking about when she tried to describe the feelings she had for her brother. My heart started to pound as he came closer and when he sat beside me, I knew that's where he belonged, where I belonged.

"What made you do that?" Eddie asked.

I think he wished he could take the words back by the look on his face. I smiled, shook my head and put my hand on his leg. Before he could retract his statement, I said, "I know what you meant."

The look of terror left his face, replaced by a thin smile.

"I did it because I wanted to, Eddie. I had been thinking about it for a long time. I didn't plan for it to happen tonight, but I'm glad it did."

"Jen, that was incredible! I can't describe how it felt."

"Then you liked it?"

"I loved it! I love you! Not because of what you did, but because you're so giving and unselfish."

"To be honest, I loved it to. I have never felt so close or such a part of you. It was like we were one for a few moments and I want that feeling again."

"You do! You mean that you'd do that again?"

I picked up his flaccid penis and said, "Just as soon as you can get this thing hard again."

We cuddled on the couch for a while and then decided to go to bed. We went into my room and crawled into my bed, wrapped our arms around each other and started to kiss. I guess we both must have been physically and emotionally exhausted, because the last thing I remember were his lips against mine.

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