Boys Night Out

It was getting close to graduation.  My best friends and I were not looking forward to going off to college next year.  It might not be so bad if we were all going to the same school, but we had all been accepted to different schools around the country.

It was tough going to an all-boys school, but I had some really good and close friends.  Being all-boys, we could only imagine what it was going to be like going to a co-ed college, being around girls all the time.  We had gotten our hands on a couple of Playboys and a Penthouse, but that was about the sum total of our sexual experience with girls.

Over the years, we had joked and fantasized openly with each other about what it would be like to have sex.  We read stories about guys masturbating together, but we never did.  The thought of touching ourselves, much less exposing ourselves, in front of or to each other really grossed us out, but that didn’t keep us from running home after a good sex-talk session and relieving our pressure in private.

One time, during one of those heavy sex-talk sessions, Trevor suggested that we end our virginity before we go to college.  “All the girls are going to expect us to be experienced.  What’s going to happen if we all are fumbling around like little virgins.  According to that Playboy article, 83% of girls entering college have already had sex.  They’re going to expect us to know what we’re doing.”

We all agreed that we wanted to get laid, but none of us knew any girls that would put out.  Hell, none of us knew any girls at all, except our mothers and sisters.  Sure, we’d met girls at various functions, but we never got to know them well enough to ask them out, presuming, of course, our parents would have allowed us to date.  It amazed us; seven reasonably good looking guys, seniors in high school, and none of us had ever been on a date, not to mention had even the most mild sexual encounter.

Well, we got to talking, and Jeff suggested we hire an escort for an evening.  He had heard that escorts go all the way if you pay them enough.  That wasn’t what some of the other guys had heard, though.  They were under the impression that escorts weren’t really prostitutes but wanted to make you think they were so you’d spend lots of money on them.

It didn’t matter in the end.  We were all so horny that we thought we’d try it anyway.  We figured we could each come up with a couple of hundred dollars, that would be close to $1500 total, and we, at worst, would pay some escort all of it to sleep with one of us, who would be determined at the last minute.

After looking through some web pages, we found an escort service that promised really young women.  They guaranteed they were over 18, but not much.  We didn’t want some older woman.  We wanted someone that was young, firm and had a body like the ones we’d seen in Playboy.  Remember, we were young and didn’t know that those girls were airbrushed to perfection.

This particular escort service only fixed up the woman with the clients.  We had to provide them with a phone number and a credit card (proving we were over 18), and the woman would call us and make arrangements.  Dave handled the phone call and told the woman that we wanted to pay cash.  She said the credit card was just to verify our age, it would not be charged as the escort would take our money.

Dave was able to dig out a credit card his father had loaned him for some earlier purchase he had made, and we were set.  The woman told Dave that there were three levels of escort services we could purchase.  One was truly an escort; a woman who would accompany the man to dinner or whatever, but that was all.  The second level was a bit more intimate (so she explained), providing some more romantic activities during the evening.  She said this was for men that wanted to deceive family or friends into thinking he was heavily involved with the escort.  The third level was for bachelor parties and such.  The escort would flirt and tease a bunch of guys, do a strip-tease, and that was it.  She said how far the escort would go depended on her, but usually the guys were only allowed to touch.

While Dave described this to us, we all agreed that we wanted the latter.  This was going to cost us $500, but we were okay with that.

I guess the woman on the phone heard us discussing the finances and options because she told us there was another routine we could purchase that would cost us a bit more.  All she would say is that it was more intimate than just a strip-tease, but she couldn’t elaborate further.  This would cost $1000, but she had to be sure that the escort would be safe.

Dave, in his lustful excitement, told the woman his father’s name and address, assuring her that the woman would be safe.  The $1000 was okay, and we had plenty of money for tips and stuff.  He gave the woman his private phone number (Dave was the only one of us that had his own phone line), and the woman was supposed to call us within 24 hours.  God!  Were we excited.

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On the Saturday night, the night of the big event, I ended up having to do the dishes and clean up after dinner.  Normally, that night I would have been free, but my snotty little sister got a last-minute babysitting job and had to leave early.  Of all the nights for her to do this to me, this was not one I wanted.

Usually, I was real accommodating to her, especially when she went out to babysit.  I thought it was admirable that she was making money at 15, and she was so responsible.  During the summer months, she was usually quite busy with babysitting jobs, doing them three and four nights a week, and during the school year, she babysat at least once every weekend.  I tried to beg her to do the cleanup this one night, but she was adamant that she be allowed to be on time since this was a new customer for her, and she wanted to make a really good impression.

Dad took Peggy to her babysitting job while Mom went upstairs to bed early.  She wasn’t feeling all that well, so I was left alone to clean up.  What a bummer!

It was 9:30 before I could take off to meet my friends.  I knew the girl had been there for a half hour already, and I was pissed.  I wondered how much I had missed.  I got there just before 10 PM.  Kevin came to the door to let me in.

“ Man, oh, man!” he exclaimed.  “She is one hot babe!  She is so worth the $1000!”

As he walked me through the maze of doors in the rec-hall we reserved, Kevin told me what I’d missed.

“ If she’s a day over 18, I’ll eat my soiled underpants,” he said.  “She looks a lot younger, but, hey, who am I to complain.  This girl is so hot!  She’s got a body that could be in Playboy any day.  And the way she moves!  Oh, God!”

I could hear the music and noise from the rec-hall since I got out of my car.  It was really loud when Kevin opened the door and let me in.

The stripper was standing on the small stage on the far wall while the guys were sitting around the stage in a semicircle.  She was definitely a beauty.  Her small lithe body twisted and turned to the music they had blaring from a boom-box in the corner.  Her back was toward her audience when I walked in, but I could tell from her sexy moves that she had done this a few times before, and she enjoyed it.

I was impressed with her young, firm body, slender form, yet pronounced hips.  She had perfectly shaped ass cheeks from which the tiniest string emerged to wrap around her hips; obviously a really tiny G-string.  The girl (it doesn’t seem fair to call her a woman) had short, dark hair that was thick and silky and barely reached her shoulders.

As I took a seat with the other guys, the girl slowly turned to face us.  She lowered her head so her hair covered her face, giving me my first glimpse of her front.  I got an instantaneous erection from looking at her.

Her bare tits were small, adding to the impression that she was young, but they were definitely there and shaped beautifully.  Her slender young body would have looked wrong if they were any bigger.  Each cone on her chest had tiny little light brown areolas, hardly bigger than a man’s, yet the nipples were large and hard, like bullets sticking out.

The girl had a familiar look to her, but I couldn’t place her.  I wondered if she was one of the girls from my neighborhood, maybe the year ahead of me at school or something.  I couldn’t place her.  I was dying to see her face, but her hair effectively covered it.

As she rocked her hips in front of the boisterous crowd, I looked at the bulging mons at the juncture of her slender thighs.  The tiny strip of cloth barely covered her vagina, leaving a good half inch of her groin exposed on either side of the material and showing a tiny groove formed by her heavenly lips up the center.  I wondered if she shaved or just didn’t grow hair down there since there didn’t seem to be any evidence of any.

The girl teasingly slid the material to one side, exposing her lips to us, but immediately moved her other hand in front to obscure the exposed area.  Spreading her fingers, she gave us a quick peek at the focus of our lust, but immediately turned her back again.

Then, very slowly and seductively, she lowered the G-string from her hips.  She made a point of pulling the string from between her firm ass cheeks, then lowered it to mid thigh.  Now we knew she was completely exposed and couldn’t wait for her to turn around so we could see.

Rocking her hips to the beat of the music, she bent down at the waist and lowered the G-string to the floor, sticking her butt out toward us.  Her thighs were so thin that her hairless mons peeked at us from between the tops of them as she gathered up the garment and prepared to throw it at one of the guys.

There was a loud ruckus from all my friends, as well as from me, to have her turn around and let us see her pussy.  She was definitely doing a good job of teasing us to insanity.

Once again she turned slowly around, rocking her hips to the music.  All of our eyes were focused on her honey-pot as it came into view.  She held her hand in front of it, pointing her fingers toward the floor and driving the guys wild.  She took aim with the G-string and flung it at Trevor.

Then she spread her feet about shoulder length apart and let her finger tips curl to ensure complete coverage of her tender slit.  Painfully slowly, she raised her hand up until the tiniest crack of her slit was visible, then she threw her hands out to the sides and above her, throwing her head back and giving us a grand open view of her entire body.

She was exquisite!  The most perfect body I had ever seen, not that I’d seen that many.  She was completely bare of pussy hair, and she had an all-over golden tan, implying that she sunbathed nude.

My eyes rose up across her flat stomach and tiny bellybutton, to her luscious mounds, still stimulated and hard.  Then my eyes finally rested on the beautiful face — of my sister!  Peggy!  My little fifteen year old sister!  She had makeup on to make her look older, and if I weren’t her brother, I might not have recognized her, but it was definitely her.

Our eyes locked.  Her mouth dropped open, as did mine, and we just stared at each other.  Her left arm immediately dropped to hide her recently exposed pussy, and her other arm crossed across her chest to hide her tits.  I could see her face turn crimson, and the look of horror set in.  We must have stared at each other like that for a full minute.

The guys started getting anxious and demanding more.  Peggy didn’t know what to do, and slowly, very mechanically, continued her dance.  She managed to hide her charms for a few seconds as she pretended this was part of her act.  She didn’t take her eyes off me, though, clearly wondering what I was going to do.

During that minute of shock, I wondered what to do.  At first I was angry and wanted to grab her off the stage and take her home.  Then I was angry because that little shit had turned me on so much.  Next I thought about how it would look to the other guys if they saw me drag her out of the place to take her home.  Did I want these guys to know this was my little sister they were lusting for?  Did I want them to know that I had been just as turned on as they were over my own flesh and blood?  I truly didn’t know what to do.

Finally, I decided to just play along and see where the evening took us.  As the other guys chanted that they wanted her to let them see her charms again, I joined in.

Peggy looked at me quizzically, then relaxed just a little and went on with her show.  It took her a while to get all the way into it again, but she finally did.  The blush remained for a while as she felt the eyes of her own brother scanning her naked body.  It’s funny that she didn’t seem at all shy with all these strange guys around, but knowing I was looking at her made her suddenly modest.

I noticed that she finally had to pretend I wasn’t there for her to get back into her routine.  She never looked at me again as she danced and pranced around, giving each guy a close up look at her body.

Her next little number was to go from guy to guy giving each a lap dance.  I couldn’t believe this little sex-pot was my sister.  She really knew her stuff as she sat on each guy’s lap and ground her bare ass into them.  She didn’t do anything to stop the guys from running their hands all over her soft skin and perfect little body.  She actually encouraged a couple of them to fondle her tits and acted like it really turned her on.

In spite of the fact that she was my sister, my hard-on didn’t droop at all.  I found her movements quite erotic, and she was a cruel tease to the guys as she let them fondle her.  When she finished dancing with Jeff, she got up, turned around and actually guided his head down so he would suck on her little tits.  With Jeff still suckling her nipple, she squatted on Dave’s thigh, straddling his leg, and rocked her hips as if she was masturbating on him.

Trevor had tight jeans on, and it was evident to us all that his cock was running down his left leg.  When it was his turn, Peggy saw this and pounced on it, straddling just that leg as she had done to Dave, but landing her bald little pussy on the bulge of his cock.  Teasingly, she lifted herself up so her pussy was just barely brushing his erection and encouraged the rest of the guys to lean in to see what she was doing.  Then, with all eyes on her crotch, she rocked her hips back and forth, causing her swollen lips to spread around the obvious shaft.

Next she went up to Bill and rubbed her breasts in his face.  One, then the other nipple grazed his lips, but she never let him actually catch one between them.  She stepped away from him a little and guided his hand, palm up, to rest on his thigh.  Then she straddled it and sat on his hand as she gave him a deep, passionate kiss on the lips.  We could all see her grind her pussy into his palm as her tongue wrestled with his in their open mouths.

Next she went to Kevin and put one of her feet on his chair between his thighs, grinding her instep into his crotch.  Lifting herself up, she put her other foot on his shoulder, effectively placing her pussy right into his face.  She grabbed his head with both hands and slammed his nose into her slit, then rocked her hips against his face.  It looked to me as though she was rubbing the top of her slit against the bridge of his nose, but I couldn’t figure out why.

When she pulled away, there was a noticeable bump protruding from between her pussy lips right near the top.  Still standing on his chair, she held her pussy an inch from Kevin’s nose and asked him if he knew what that little bump was.  He shook his head to say no, and she flicked it across the tip of his nose a couple of times, demanding he think hard.  Finally, she said, “It’s my clit.  It's just like your penis.  See how hard you’ve made it?”

Then she jumped from his chair and moved on to Ed.  Again she positioned her foot in his crotch, but before she lifted herself up, she said to him, “Okay, now it’s your job to lick that little nub that your buddy got all hard.  Understand?” Ed’s eyes grew wide, and he nodded his head in reply.

Peggy lifted herself up again, and I noticed that she had switched legs.  This time, lifting her other leg up to Ed’s shoulder, effectively letting all the other guys watch as Ed’s tongue stuck out and flicked her little clit.  My little sister rocked her hips in time with his tongue flicks, and I again noticed a scarlet flush cross her face and neck.  This time, I could tell it wasn’t embarrassment.  Her stomach muscles grew hard, and her hips jerked in a staccato fashion for about thirty seconds.

Finally she jumped down and gave Ed a big kiss.  “Thank you,” she said.  “I needed that!”

God!  She just got herself off on my friend’s tongue right in front of all of us.  I couldn’t believe it.  What would Mom and Dad say if they knew?  But she was so sexy!  There was no way I would tell them.  She looked like a total nymphomaniac, and here I thought she was a little prude.

Ed noticed that Peggy was ignoring me and started pushing her my way.  The other guys caught on and helped.  Peggy had no choice but to look at me and treat me like one of the guys.

She tried to gyrate and show me the same passion she showed the other guys, but she was lacking something.  I could see that she was blushing while she stood in front of me, exposing her whole body to me, her brother.

Her tender young face rose from the floor up my body, afraid to look me in the eye, when she suddenly stopped at my crotch.  Slowly, a smile appeared on her face as she realized that her brother wasn’t upset with her; he was just as turned on as the other guys.

As her body started to get more erotic in its movements and the passion began to rise again, I realize that she was not just dancing for me, but for my erection.  I couldn’t believe she was turned on by her brother's hard-on, not to mention just about any guy’s hard-on (from the looks of it).  Her playfulness increased again as she played with her tits in front of my face, pulling on her nipples to show me how sexy they look when erect.  Then she spread her legs to open her pussy to my eyes.  Her bashfulness in front of her brother seemed to have disappeared.

I was wearing a pair of slacks, as opposed to the jeans everyone else was wearing.  I had convinced my parents that I had a dress-up thing I had to go to, so I looked nicer than usual.  It was one of my lies to get out after curfew that always worked.

Underneath, I was wearing a pair of boxers.  This left my erection the freedom to move around in my pants, and at the moment, it was sticking straight up toward the ceiling.  It was covered, of course, but the tent pole was obvious as it pushed my slacks up in front to a rounded peak just below my bellybutton.

Peggy saw this and quickly straddled my legs to sit facing me with her bare bottom on my lap.  She inched herself forward until her bald pussy lips were pressed to the underside of my cock, which now stood up between us.

I was not going to touch her.  I kept my hands out to my sides, as far away from my little sister as possible, but Peggy had other plans.  Her arms wrapped around my neck and locked together.  She pulled me close to her so she could whisper in my ear.

“ Hi, big brother,” she said.  “Thanks for not giving me away.”

“ Hell, Peggy, there’s no way I want my friends to know you’re my sister!” I exclaimed in a whisper back.  “Besides, you are one hell of a sexy babe!”

“ Why thank you, kind sir,” she said, hugging me close.  “You’re pretty sexy, too!” She made a point of looking down between us at the rigid knob that gave away my lust.

My little sister suddenly became very aggressive.  She grabbed my hands and plastered them against her slender hips.  Then she forcibly slid them up her skinny body to rest on her tits.  Holding them there, she whispered, “Come on, now, make it look good!”

When I didn’t move, she continued, “Don’t be a wuss!  If you don’t start feeling me up, your friends are gonna think you’re gay or something.”

She was right.  I started massaging those perfect tits, and it only made my cock get that much harder.  It was amazing how firm yet soft they were.  Her nipples were so hard, they could have been made of granite, except they were warm to the touch.

While I was fondling my sister’s tits, she looked down between us and said in a clear voice for everyone to hear, “Ooh, is that for me?” She then raised her hips up about four inches, just enough to clear the top of the rounded peak.  I could see her clit sticking out again from the top of her hairless slit.  Slowly, she lowered her crotch right onto the head of my cock, just slightly putting weight on it.

I could feel my cock-head pressed against her vagina as she started to rock her hips, rocking the tent-pole under her with them.  Then her slit opened a little, and I could feel an intense heat right through my slacks and under pants.  Immediately, Peggy started gyrating her hips hard, lowering her head into the nape of my neck, and then she suddenly stopped.

Peggy gave me a quick kiss on the lips and raised herself up off of my lap.  Lifting her leg to clear mine, she moved toward the next guy.  Before she left, we both looked down at my lap, and the head of my tent pole was soaking wet.  It looked like I just came in my pants, but I knew I hadn’t.  It was all her juices.

As she plopped down on Jeff’s lap, she grinned over at me and said, “Sorry about that, guy.  I guess I got a little carried away.” That’s when it hit me that she had just masturbated on my cock-head.  What a little nympho that girl was, and she was my baby sister!

Now she got into Jeff, giving him the lap-dance of his life.  She danced around him, hugged and kissed him, ground her ass into his groin, everything to turn him on.  It didn’t go to waste.  Jeff was losing his mind with this little nymphet teasing him like she did.  I was sure that he was close to having an orgasm.

When Peggy turned her back to him and ground her ass into his groin, Jeff hesitantly ran his hands up her little waist and grabbed onto her tits.  She did nothing but grind her ass even harder into him.

Getting no scolding for fondling her tits, Jeff took it a step further.  One hand slowly dropped down to her thigh and made its way around her slender waist to her bald pussy.  To his surprise, my sister leaned back against his chest and opened herself to him and all of us.  Her legs spread wide, and his fingers dipped between her sexy lips while we watched.

I was shocked as I watched Peggy let this guy masturbate her right in front of everyone.  She seemed to be really getting off on being watched and exposing everything to us.  Her clit was again standing tall, and Jeff found it.  He twirled it in his fingers, and my little sister climaxed again.  She was definitely multi-orgasmic.

Quickly, Peggy leaped off of Jeff and twirled around.  She got down on her knees in front of him and started biting and massaging his crotch.  She had no trouble finding his erection underneath the thick denim, and she worked it with her mouth and finger tips.  My sister ground her face into Jeff’s crotch, gnawing and biting at the obvious erection in his pants, paying close attention to the head, but working down the shaft as well.

When she felt it was hard enough, she used her fingers to press the denim down around the shaft, showing us all the effect of her hard work.  Then she used her fingers to measure the length of Jeff’s rod and held out her outstretched fingers to tell us all what she found.

Done with Jeff, she carried her sexy little body down to the next guy, Dave.  She followed the same routine, dancing for him and letting him have his fill of her willowy little body.  Although she allowed Dave full freedom, she didn’t let him masturbate her as she had let Jeff.  Instead, she made Dave stand up after gnawing on his erection for a few minutes.

As soon as Dave was upright, Peggy dropped to her knees in front of him and, with her face buried in his crotch, reached over her head to unbuckle his belt.  This was enough for Dave to know what she had in mind, and he helped her to loosen his pants.

I believe he thought she was just going to put her hand down inside or something but was surprised when she actually lowered his zipper and slid his pants down to the floor.  He stood there in his white jockeys showing a sizable bulge to which Peggy immediately focused her attention.  This time, she had easier access and was able to fondle Dave’s balls while she gnawed and stroked his cock through the cotton material with her mouth.

Again, when my sister felt he was fully erect, she scrunched the white cotton material around his swollen appendage to show us all what he was packing.  She used her fingers to measure its length and then held up her outstretched fingers to announce her find to us all.  Then she immediately went back to mouthing his turgid member and fondling his balls through his jockey shorts.

Well, Dave didn’t last for long.  One of the times when Peggy was sucking on his cock-head with her sexy lips and squeezing his balls lightly with her slender fingers, he grunted and jerked his hips into her face.  Peggy didn’t flinch, she just kept sucking hard on the end of his erection, apparently trying to suck his semen right through his shorts.

Dave continued to pump his hips into my sister’s face for a good minute before he collapsed back onto his chair.  The front of his jockey’s were soaking wet, but clearly not as wet as they might have been if he had have fully unloaded into them.  Peggy had been successful at drawing most of his jizm through the white cotton and into her mouth.

When my sister stood up, she wiped her face dry with the back of her hand, and stepped back up onto the stage.  She found a small, round stool and placed it center stage and sat down on it, facing us all.

I noticed, as she smoothly moved around on the stage, that her ballet lessons didn’t go to waste.  Her poise and demeanor were that of a ballerina, her movements were graceful and soft, and her clit was standing out rigid and wet.  It was amazing.  It was erotic.  It was my little sister.

Sitting in front of us, she spread her slender, golden thighs apart, opening herself to us all, and began to masturbate.  Using one hand to fondle her own breasts and the other to glide up and down her young slit, she teased herself to the brink of orgasm.  Peggy then turned on the stool in half circles to make sure that every guy got a clear and unobstructed view of what she was doing as she tickled her clit or jammed her fingers up her cunt.  It drove the guys wild, and their enthusiasm was expressed in loud hoots and hollers or moans.

My little sister spread her vaginal lips to show us her soft, wet, pink insides, then drove her fingers into herself to quickly pump up her lust.  Then she diddled her clit for us, bringing herself right to the brink again, but not falling in.

After driving us wild for a good five minutes, she finally brought herself to a shuddering climax.  Even as she grunted and her body went through spasms, she managed to turn herself around on the stool to ensure that we all got to look right up her pussy during her orgasm.  Her audience went wild.

When her body quit shaking, she drove three fingers deep into her cunt, sloshed them around, then pulled them out like a scoop.  There, on her fingers, was a sizable puddle of white, milky cum.  She gracefully moved around the semicircle of guys and offered her fingers to them, showing proof of her orgasm.

Bill caught her by the wrist as she passed by him the second time and slurped her fingers into his mouth.  Peggy giggled as he cleaned her slender digits of the milky substance.

For his reward, Peggy lap-danced for him next.  Her little routine started as it had for Jeff and Dave.  She danced around him, rocking and swaying, rubbing her little body against him and letting Bill touch whatever he wanted.  She sat in his lap, letting him fondle her tits and pussy while she ground her ass into his groin.

Like she did with Dave, she had Bill stand while she dropped to her knees in front of him.  This time, Bill was ready and immediately unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor.  Unlike Dave, Bill was wearing loose fitting boxers and was sporting a huge tent pole in front of him.  This seemed to delight my little sister.

Peggy grinned at the rounded knob in front of her face and, making a circle with her thumb and index finger, slid her hand over the end and down his rigid shaft.  Sliding her “finger-ring” all the way down until the flat of her hand was on Bill’s groin, she managed to leave this cotton-covered cock sticking out in front of him.  She wiggled it, showing it off to the rest of us, grinning broadly.

Bill was turning bright red from modesty as his dick was being waved around by this young girl.  Although his hard-on was covered by the material of his boxers, it was still pretty much out there for us all to see.  His lust was stronger than his modesty, though, as he made no effort to make her stop or hide himself from the rest of us.

He didn’t have to wait long, though, as Peggy only played with his hard-on for a few seconds before getting down to business.  She leaned in and engulfed the cotton-covered knob of his cock-head in her mouth and proceeded to suck.  Using her “finger-ring” she stroked the shaft while maintaining her lip-lock on his cock-head.

Her other hand reached up and fumbled around, playing with his balls, then roamed around his groin.  It found the hole in the front of his boxers and dug its way in.  At this point, Peggy started stroking his bare shaft through the hole in his boxers while she continued sucking the cloth-covered head.

Pulling her head away, she showed us all the rigidity of his cock and the wet circle that covered the head from her saliva.  She moved his cock around, causing the head to slide around under the material, proving to us all that she had a firm grip underneath his boxers.

Then, suddenly, she pulled her hand out, bringing his purple cock out with it and quickly swallowed his sword.  At first Bill was in shock at having his hard-on pulled free of his boxers and put on display like that in front of his friends, but my sister swallowed it so fast, he didn’t have time to react.

Peggy was sucking hard and stroking the shaft like a blur.  She seemed bent on getting Bill to ejaculate, and she quickly succeeded.  In less than a minute, Bill was jerking his sperm down my sister’s throat.  She continued to stroke him until his balls were empty, then, as he dropped back into his chair, she stood up and smiled at the rest of us.  Before leaving her victim, she carefully bent over him and returned his shrinking cock to its rightful place inside his boxers.

As she proceeded to Ed and gave him the same ritual lap dance, I got to thinking.  This was a well planned routine she was performing.  Each of my friends was progressively getting a more erotic treatment.  Jeff, unfortunately, seemed to miss out on actually getting off, while Dave and Bill did, but each had been progressively more exposed.  I wondered what would happen to Ed.

This time, my sister didn’t make Ed stand.  Instead, after she got him nice and warmed up with her usual dance, she squatted down between his knees and pulled his cock out of his pants.  She played with his exposed cock for a few seconds before taking it into her mouth.  Obviously, she was less concerned about him becoming modest and wanting to hide his naked hard-on.  She seemed to be flaunting it to a certain extent, whether to look at it herself or to give us all the opportunity to see our friend’s erection.

She may have had a lot more planned for Ed, but he was just too turned on and stimulated by the evening.  She had only sucked on him for a few seconds before he started cumming.

After his first spurt went down Peggy’s throat, which seemed to surprise her, she pulled her mouth away and pumped his cock so that the rest of his sperm shot out in the open and covered her delicate little face.

When he was done, my sister sucked as much out of his quickly deflating cock as she could and licked it off the top of the head.

Pleased with herself, Peggy then got up and danced around for all of us for about three minutes.  She made sure we all could see Ed’s cum dripping down her face, some landing on the floor, some on her firm little tits.

Still covered in cum, she pulled Trevor up onto the stage with her.  She plopped down onto the stool and guided Trevor to feel her tits.

Trevor wasn’t too comfortable with this as she had quite a bit of Ed’s cum covering them, but she convinced him to continue.  He found the courage and was soon fondling them freely.

Then she guided his ministrations to her crotch, teaching him how to masturbate her.  She maneuvered his fingers to flick around her clit and over her pussy lips, then guided two fingers into her vagina.

Soon she had him properly trained, and her hips were rising and falling to meet his hands.  She leaned back and demonstrated the amazing strength in her back and stomach as she leaned way back and held herself in a prone position on that little stool.  Her legs were spread so that we could all watch, and she used her bare feet to rotate herself from side to side so we could all see.  At the same time, she used both of her hands to scrape all the cum from her face and into her mouth.  Using just her stomach muscles to hold herself out flat, rocking her hips to Trevor’s hand, and using both hands to scrape cum into her mouth was enough to impress the Pope, but when she climaxed like that, I almost lost it in my pants.  This had to be a feat not many girls could do considering the amount of strength and control it would require.

Licking her fingers clean of the cum, her body went into convulsions.  She didn’t sit up but had to grab Trevor’s arm with both her hands as her body shuddered to his stimulation.  She held herself like that for a good thirty seconds until she was finally done and ready for part two.

As soon as she had her strength back, she dropped to her knees on the floor in front of Trevor.  She had his pants and underwear on the floor in seconds, and his throbbing appendage was bouncing in front of her.  She grabbed him by his ass cheeks and took his whole cock down her throat in one swallow.

Trevor didn’t have a chance.  His hips jerked, and I could tell he was about to cum.  Peggy quickly pulled away and stroked his cock fast and hard, aiming it at her face.  He spewed, again and again.  White creamy liquid flew from his cock all over my little sister.  She made sure her face was the target, her hair had some in it, and her neck got a good dose.  Then she sucked his cock into her mouth and cleaned him up.

Before Trevor found his seat, Peggy was up pulling Jeff up on stage.  She apologized to him for leaving him hanging on the first little routine and promised him satisfaction this time.  “But,” she said, “you have to get naked, like me.”

Although as guys we didn’t like being naked in front of each other and certainly didn’t like having a hard-on in front of each other, Jeff was beyond caring.  He was naked so fast, I think even Peggy was surprised.

Again my little sister sat on the stool with her legs spread.  She had Jeff stand between her knees while she leaned down and started sucking him.  As with Trevor, she grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him into her face as she swallowed him all the way.

After a few seconds, she let one of her hands come around and fondle his balls.  She felt them pull up tight to his groin and knew he was about to burst.  Pulling him away from her, she leaned back as she had done before, balancing her upper body in the air in front of Jeff.  Then she guided his throbbing red cock down to her bald pussy and ran his bulbous cock-head over her exposed clit.

Jeff was going crazy as she used his dick on her clit to get herself worked up.  She rubbed his cock-head up and down her slippery slit and returned to using it to stimulate her rigid nub.  Then she lowered his cock down and guided it into her vagina.  I was shocked.  I was sure my little sister was a virgin, but I was about to be proven wrong, or so I thought.  She seemed to maintain control over Jeff as she forced him to slowly insert his penis.  Her knees were pressed tightly against his hips, controlling his insertion.

When he was about two inches in, she stopped him, or he stopped himself, I don’t know.  Using her knees, she guided his hips to stroke in and out that two inches, never going deeper.

“ Oh, God!” Jeff groaned.  “She’s a fucking virgin!  I can feel her cherry!” I was right!  She was still a virgin, but not for long.  I couldn’t believe she was going to let Jeff bust her cherry right there in front of us all.

“ Okay, honey,” Peggy said to her lover, “let her rip!”

Jeff pulled his hips back so his cock-head was completely visible and prepared to plunge his cock deep into her vagina, guaranteeing a tearing of her hymen.

Just as he thrust his hips forward, Peggy dropped her pelvis down, rotating it on the stool so that Jeff’s cock missed its target and slid right up her slit and over her clitoris.  My sister put her hands down hard on top of his cock, pressing it firmly against her mons and started rocking her hips.

Instantly, Jeff’s cock shot forth a stream of cum that must have been four feet in length.  It flew across Peggy’s muscle-covered stomach, between her lovely tits and hit her on the underside of her chin.  She continued to stroke his cock with her pussy lips as he shot a half dozen more streams of cum over her tits and belly.

As he was cumming, I could see that my little sister was having her own orgasm.  She shuddered as she felt his hot sperm land on her body and his balls slapped against her perineum.

Jeff literally crawled back to his chair after he was done.  Peggy remained prone, holding herself through shear muscle control, as she massaged his cum into her skin.  She also massaged the cum left from Ed’s orgasm into her face and neck.

When she got up and focused on Kevin, I knew she was avoiding me.  As much as I was glad that my sister didn’t want to have sex with me, I was also very disappointed.  She was just so hot, just so erotic, just so wild, and just so beautiful, I wanted her as badly as any other guy.

Again she told him that if he wanted her, he was going to have to take his clothes off.  There was no more modesty in that room as Kevin ripped his shirt off while Peggy worked his pants down.

Instead of her usual game, she had Kevin lie down on the stage in front of us so his feet were toward us.  My little sister straddled his head and squatted down, placing her open vagina right over Kevin’s nose.  Then she reached in front of her and started stroking his cock.

Kevin knew what he was supposed to do.  Peggy’s clit was still quite visible as it pushed out from between her lips, and Kevin went straight for it with his tongue.  My little sister gasped as she felt his hot tongue flick across her swollen nubbin, but she didn’t stop stroking him.

From my angle, I could see Kevin’s balls start to tighten, and I knew he was about to blow.  Peggy did, too.  From the blush across her chest and neck, it looked like Kevin was doing a good job of getting her close as well.

Without missing a beat of his cock, Peggy moved down Kevin’s body, sliding her slimy cunt across his chest and stomach, until her pussy was pressed up against the top of his cock shaft.  She spread her knees wide so we could all see as she held the underside of his cock with the palm of her hand and wrapped her cunt-lips around the top.  Leaning back with that amazing muscle control she had demonstrated a couple times already that evening, she started rocking her hips as she used just her finger tips to stroke the underside of Kevin’s engorged cock.  Her pussy managed to stroke the top half of his cock while her finger tips did the bottom.

Suddenly, Kevin grunted and a stream of cum rocketed from his cock, up Peggy’s torso and leaving a streak of clear liquid down her sternum, between her tits, all the way to the top of his cock.  She continued her ministrations, rocking her hips and stroking the underside of his cock until his streams subsided.

When it was clear he was done, my little sister squeezed the underside of his cock with her finger tips to push up any remaining sperm.  The blob that appeared at the top of his cock-head was quickly wiped into her tiny bellybutton, leaving a bubble of cum inside.

Leaving him on the floor, Peggy then got up and strode over to me.  I was in shock!  I was her brother!  She couldn’t possibly think she could do something like what she’d done to my friends with me!  On the other hand, she had taken care of every one of the other guys, six in all, and I’m sure they all noticed I was the only one left.  It would be obvious if she didn’t.

As she started unbuttoning my shirt, she whispered to me, “Don’t hold back.  We gotta pretend like we don’t know each other.”

I knew what she meant.  If we showed any signs of our knowing each other, much less being siblings, it could do a lot of damage.  My sister would become labeled at school; she would never be able to show her face again.  I would be ridiculed for having a sister that did this sort of thing.  Mom and Dad would probably kill her, then beat me to a pulp for not stopping it.  No, I had to play along.

In a daze, I let her strip me naked.  My cock was unaffected by our relationship, unless that fact only made it that much harder.  It was so hard, it almost hurt.  It looked bigger than I remembered it, too, but you know how men’s imaginations work.  It was bigger than any of the other guys’, though, by about an inch.

Peggy had helped me lower my pants and was crouched in front of me as my cock leaped out.  “Wow!” she exclaimed when she saw the size of it.  Not wanting to hurt any feelings, she immediately grabbed it and pulled me to center stage.  I had to step out of my pants and follow along.

The three or four steps we took to get to where she wanted to be gave her enough time to squeeze and fondle my cock a little.  She seemed to be quite enamored by it, like it wasn’t attached to a human being or something.

As she turned me around to face the other guys, she again whispered to me, “I want to have a little fun with my big brother’s hard-on for a few minutes before he loses it, so try to hold of cumming, okay?”

She dropped to a squat in front of me, making sure to be a little to the side so the other guys could see what she was doing.  Then she started to fondle and play with my cock and balls.  She didn’t get into stroking it or squeezing my balls right away, as she had done with the other guys, she lightly fondled the head and the shaft using just the tips of her fingers, as if inspecting it, feeling it, getting to know it.  She measured it with her fingers, holding her outstretched hand up for all the guys to know, and then lifted it up to hold it against my abdomen while she lightly caressed the thick tube running down the underside with her finger nails.  My sister took great delight in teasing me by tracing the ridge of the glans all the way around my cock, making sure to run up and down the “V” on the underside to the pee-hole.

Peggy did a far more elaborate examination of my cock while keeping me in front of my friends than she did with any of the other guys.  It was almost embarrassing having her spend so much time, not to mention having six of my best buddies staring at what she was doing to my hard-on.  If they only knew that it was my little sister that was fondling me, but, no, I didn’t want to think about that.  Strange, though, it didn’t seem to affect my desire for her any.

Next she started running her tongue up and down the shaft, making sure to tease the underside by the glans in a flicking motion.  Then she wrapped her lips around the shaft from the side and slid up and down the length.

Suddenly, she jumped up and threw herself into my arms.  She was surprisingly light as she wrapped her skinny legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.  Slowly, she lowered herself until her perineum rested on the top of my cock shaft.  Then she rocked her hips, rubbing her clit through my pubic hair and my cock head against her butt crack.

The guys were laughing and pointing at the head of my cock as it peeked out from under her ass, which apparently was her intention.

In my ear, she whispered, “I can’t believe that I’m turning my own brother on this much!”

Before I could respond, she lifted herself, using her legs on my hips so there was a space between us.  Then she used one hand to maneuver my cock-head up into her vagina, allowing only a couple of inches to enter as she had done with Jeff.  She purposely rocked her hips so my cock would slide out and then back in, but remaining only deep enough that I could feel her hymen on the end.

“ See, big bro’,” she said in my ear.  “I really am still a virgin.” Then, in a louder voice that all could hear, she said, “Okay, big boy, let’s see if you can take my cherry!  I gave your buddy a chance, but he failed.”

I really didn’t want to, but she again whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry, I’ve done this a dozen times.  Go ahead and try.  You won’t succeed.”

I thought for just a second and realized that she was used to guys that would pull back and try to slam their cocks into her.  This would give her time to twist her hips out of the way.  I tried something else.  I held her close to me, pressing her precious little body against mine and started jerking my hips.  This kept her from pulling away and caused my cock-head to beat on her cherry like a bass drum.

Her eyes grew wide, and I knew she was suddenly frightened that I might pop her cherry.  That’s when I realized what I was trying to do.  I stopped immediately and released my grip on her body.  She sensed my concern and immediately leaped off of me and squatted on the floor in front of my throbbing, wet cock.

In a flash, my little sister had my cock deep down her throat.  I was amazed.  Although I’d seen her do it to the other guys, I couldn’t believe she had taken my entire length into her mouth.  I could feel her throat muscles squeezing my cock-head as her nose was buried in my pubic bush.  My sister’s tongue swirled around the underside of my cock, and I knew I would lose it.

She didn’t move until she felt my first shot jet down her throat.  Then she pulled her head away just enough to allow the guys to see the second jet of cum spurt from the tip of my cock into her open mouth.  Stroking my cock as fast as she could, she again swallowed my cock all the way down and let me finish with my cock-head deep down her throat.

My little sister didn’t release my cock until it was inching up her throat as it became flaccid.  She stood up, letting my cock pop from her mouth, then turned to face her audience and bowed low.

“ Well, I hope you all enjoyed my little show,” she said as if she was a little girl giving her first play.  “I really enjoyed giving it to you all.” She grinned at the guys at her little play on words.

The guys were going wild.  They screamed and cheered and whistled, yelling their appreciative words to my little sister.

As I walked off the stage to get my clothes back on, Peggy stepped off the stage and gave each guy a big hug and a kiss.  They didn’t seem to mind that she was still gooey from cum and sweat.  It looked like the kisses were just pecks and nothing more, but each guy took advantage of her nudity and squeezed her ass or felt her up one last time.  She didn’t stop them.

Just like all the other guys, she stepped up to me and gave me a hug and a kiss.  I couldn’t believe it when she drove her tongue between my lips and tried to jam it all the way down my throat.  I could taste cum on her tongue as it slipped back out, but for some reason, it didn't gross me out.

As she pulled away, she whispered, “We’re going to have to talk about this when we get home.”

I was still tasting the cum from her mouth as she turned and walked to the corner where her clothes were piled up.

When she was dressed like I had seen her when Dad took her to the house she was supposed to babysit, she turned and asked us if we enjoyed the show.  Each of the guys overwhelmed her with compliments and thanks.  Dave handed her the entire $1500, telling her that she really deserved a lot more, but this was all we had.

My little sister took the money graciously and said, “You boys can hire me anytime!  I really had a blast with you, too.  Just call the agency and ask for Trina.  The more often I get personal requests, the more jobs I get and the larger my share of the money.”

Well, all the guys said they would definitely call again, as soon as they could make the money.

I don’t know how she managed to get Dad to pick her up from her babysitting, but I got home a couple of hours before she did.  I was zonked and went right to bed.

o o o o

Sometime during the night, Peggy slipped into my room and climbed into bed with me.  It woke me just as she snuggled up to me and kissed me on the lips.  I could feel that she was completely naked and that she had just taken a shower.

“ Thank you so much, big brother,” she said in an innocent little-girl voice.  “It was so good of you to let me finish the job and not tell anyone.”

“ Well, I don’t know what I could have said,” I whispered back.  “Everything that came to mind seemed to have some horrible repercussions.  Just letting things go on seemed the best solution.”

“ Yeah, but I think you kind of liked it, too.  Didn’t you?” she asked, her voice giving away a wide grin.

I didn’t respond right away, and she squirmed on top of me and held my ears to the bed as she pressured me.  “Come on, bro’, you can’t lie to me.  I know you liked it.  You had a hard-on the entire time.  Don’t think I didn’t notice.  Even when you knew it was me, your little Peggy, you didn’t lose that thing for a second.”

I nodded my head in agreement.  There was no point in trying to lie to her.

She released my ears and dropped her body onto mine, pressing her head into the nape of my neck and hugging me.  Since I didn’t have a shirt on, I could feel her sexy body squirming against mine, her slippery little twat leaving a slimy trail across my abdomen, and her rigid nipples boring into my chest.

Then she lifted herself up so her face was just an inch from mine and started to explain.

“ When I saw you in the audience, I thought I was going to die.  I didn’t know what to do.  I didn’t know what I was going to say.

“ Then I thought, ‘What if he tells Mom and Dad?’ Oh, my God!  That would absolutely kill me.  I thought frantically how I would explain this.

“ Then it occurred to me.  What are you doing hiring a stripper?  Mom and Dad would beat you to a pulp if they found out.  At least that’s a little bit of blackmail I could hold over your head.

“ That’s when I noticed the big bulge in your pants.  ‘Oh, my God!’ I thought, ‘he’s got the hots for me!  My big brother wants to fuck me!

“ About that time, the guys were starting to get irritated because I wasn’t dancing anymore, so while I tried to get back into it, I thought about the rest of my routine.  ‘God!’ I thought, ‘How am I going to masturbate and give blow jobs with my brother watching?’ That’s when my pussy started to tingle.  The idea of doing it all in front of you was getting me hot.  You have no idea just how hot.

“ Usually when I do parties like this, I only have one or two orgasms the whole night.  Shit!  Tonight I had about twenty.  I swear, every sexy thing I did with you watching got me off.  I even had one when you shot your cum down my throat.  My clit was so hard, I thought it was going to pop off.  It never went down the whole evening until I left.  I had to masturbate five times before I called Dad to come pick me up.”

“ So, how long have you been doing this?” I asked her.

“ Oh, for about three years,” she replied nonchalantly.  “It started when I was thirteen.  You remember when I wanted that dress really bad, and Mom told me I had to earn the money myself?  That dress cost $300.  I couldn’t afford it.  I figured it out.  If I were to babysit every night for a month, I would just barely have enough money.  Considering I can only babysit on weekends, it would be like a year before I could buy it.

“ I got this idea about stripping.  I knew I was pretty young, but old guys like young girls.  The thing is, I had to be 18 to get a job stripping, so I invested my babysitting money into getting a fake driver’s license.  It worked, and I was able to get a job at ‘Girls-a-go-go’ down on Industrial.

“ I worked there for about 18 months.  I made enough money the first week to buy the dress, but I liked stripping.  It really turned me on to get naked in front of a bunch of strange men.  It was even better when they would buy lap dances.  That place has these private booths where we give lap dances and just about anything goes.  They have rules, but what they don’t know won’t hurt them.

“ Even though the strip club only let us go down to a G-string, I got completely naked in the booths.  That alone got me a bunch of repeat customers.  If the guy wasn’t a complete scum, I’d let him touch me anywhere he wanted.  God, it made me hot!  Most of the time, I would just masturbate for the guys.  I found I could get myself a really good cum in less time than one song right in front of them.  A few of the really nice regulars I would let masturbate me; only if they were real gentle, though.  A couple of them could get me off pretty quick, too.

“ By the time I got fired, I was having 20 to 30 cums a night.  I was making big tips and having fun, too.

“ I got fired because one of the customers blabbed to the wrong guy, my boss.  Even though the customer was trying to compliment me to the management, he ended up getting me fired over it.

“ Oh, well, I like this new job better.  I can do what I want.  As long as the customer is happy, Donna doesn’t care.”

I couldn’t believe my little sister was telling me all of this.  It gave me a raging boner to think that she had been stripping for almost three years for strange men.

“ So, when did you start working for the escort service?” I asked.

“ Just about ten months now,” she explained.  “At first, I only got called once a month or so.  Now I have a gig about three times a week.  It is such a blast!”

“ You mean you do what you did tonight three times a week?” I asked, my cock straining to get into something.

“ Oh, no!” she exclaimed.  “Sometimes there are only a couple of guys, and sometimes there’s fifty or sixty.  It all depends.”

“ You mean you suck off fifty or sixty guys in one night?” I asked in shock.

“ Well, once I did.  It was so hot!  They were lined up around the room taking turns.  That was the night I didn’t have any dinner.  Remember?  I was pretty full of protein.

“ But, most of the time, I just suck a couple of the guys off after the show.  You know, in a back room or something so no one else knows.”

“ You seem to really like doing this,” I said, poking my erection up between her thighs so it bumped into her bare butt.

Peggy noticed the intrusion and pulled down the sheets.  As she stared at my hard-on and pulled down my underpants, she said, “Oh, I do!  It is so hot!  I get paid to have orgasms.  Can you believe it?  On a good month, I can make $25,000, and I have fun doing it.

“ Just think about it.  All I usually have to do is a nice sexy strip tease.  Then I masturbate a few times, and I get $800 minimum.  Usually, if I have good cums, I’ll make a few hundred more in tips.  I can usually make another $100 per blow job I give, and I just love to swallow cum.  I can have an orgasm just by feeling the guy spurt down my throat.  What could be a better job?”

By this time, Peggy had my cock in her hot little hands and was stroking me fast and hard.

“ We gotta make this quick,” she said.  “I’ve gotta be at ballet practice by 9, and then I’ve got a bachelor party to do tomorrow night.  I’ve just got to get my beauty sleep.”

She dropped her head down to my cock and started sucking hard while her hands stroked my shaft and fondled my balls.  She didn’t stop until I’d blown another load down her throat.

Then, as soon as my cock was all cleaned up, she got out of bed and pulled my bed covers over me.  She leaned down and kissed me, flicking her sticky cum-covered tongue into my mouth.

“ I’ll tell you what,” she said as she prepared to leave, “as long as you don’t tell anyone, I’ll give you a blow-job whenever you want.  Okay?”

Well, what would you say?