Nineteen-year-old Tommy bounded up the back steps and hurried into the kitchen. He set down the butter that he had just borrowed from the neighbor.

"Here ya go, Mom," he said, kissing her cheek.

"Thanks for going next door, honey...." she said,

"Sure - no sweat," he said.

Mom and Aunt Carol were in the big kitchen, busily working on the trimmings for the upcoming feast. His 9-year-old sister Cathy sat quietly observing the process. As Tommy reached the hall doorway, he turned to his little sister and crooked his finger. He smiled and mouthed the words 'come here'. Just as Cathy hopped off her stool to follow her brother into the hallway, Aunt Carol caught Tommy's glance. She gave him a knowing wink and suppressed an amused smile. Blushing, he turned and led Cathy down the hall to the foot of the stairs.

He turned to her and kneeled down, lightly resting his hands on her waist. She looked at him expectantly. She smelled of baby shampoo and cookies. Her closeness made Tommy's heart beat a bit faster.

Inches from her face, he whispered, "Let's go upstairs...."

She shyly smiled back at him. " 'kay," she said.

He stood and started up the stairs, little Cathy following. She wondered what they going to do. Oh! Maybe her big brother would play with her with her new Monopoly game. Or maybe he would let her try some of his records on her new record player. Or........or maybe he was taking her to his room......maybe he was gonna do nasty stuff with her. Her tummy started to get that special fluttery feeling as she thought about her brother pulling her panties down. Tommy led her into his room and closed the door behind them, then went over and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Come 'ere," he smiled, putting his hands out. Cathy went to him and stood between his thighs. Tommy slipped his arm around her waist and brought her closer. His other hand slid behind her and cupped her plump little bottom through her dress. She hugged him lightly around the neck, resting her head on his shoulder. Cathy adored her big brother. She trusted him and would let him do anything he wanted with her. In fact, she had ever since she was really little. Tommy straightened just enough to face her. Then he eased forward and kissed her soft little mouth. She parted her lips just enough to let the tip of his tongue in. She tasted sweet - again, like cookies. They held the kiss for some moments, their tongues caressing gently, then parted.

"Here, sweetie" he said, "sit down, I'll be right back..." He guided her to the bed then got up and went into the hall bathroom. After a moment, he came back carrying two of the older clean towels. Tommy paused for a moment, looking at his little sister sitting on the edge of the bed with her hands in her lap. She was very pretty; shoulder-length light brown hair and green eyes. Her face was fairly round with smooth, creamy skin and a button nose. She still had a little bit of her baby fat but it didn't make her look overweight. It only served to soften her lines and accent her youth.

Cathy shrugged and smiled shyly. "What?..." she said softly. She was giving him a boner that was becoming almost painful.

Tommy smiled back. "Oh; nuthin'..." He kneeled down in front of her, placing the towels on the bed. He then held her knees and gently opened her legs. Cathy moved her hands out to the side and leaned back a little. Reaching under her dress, his slid a hand up her thigh. He caressed her little pussy through her panties with the back of his fingers, making her take a breath. She glanced at the door then back at her brother.

"Tommy?" she whispered.

"Hmm?"

She looked at him with a little concern. "What if somebody comes?" Even though this was far from the first time her brother ever played with her, they were usually alone in the house. And, gee whiz - everybody was downstairs. It wasn't really a secret or anything, but she sure didn't want anybody to actually see them.

Tommy knew no one would interrupt. Aunt Carol knew what they were doing and probably told Mom. Besides, they had their hands full with dinner. And Dad was in the den, glued to the football game on TV.

"It's OK, honey; nobody'll come in. I promise." He looked into her eyes and gave her a confident 'don't worry' look and, reassured, she relaxed.

Again he felt between her legs and she responded by opening her thighs a bit more. Tommy leaned in and, caressing her face, kissed her again. The he whispered in her ear, "Lay down, sweetie..."

She let her arms relax and eased her back onto the bed. He closed her legs a little and reached back under her dress. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties, easing them over her kneesocks and then down and off of her Mary Janes. Her underwear was white with a little pink silk ribbon on the front. He brought the center of them up to his face and slowly inhaled the scent of his little sister. The smell of her was exquisite. Musky, uniquely feminine; and exciting like nothing else. He laid her panties on the bed, then, resting his hands on her thighs, looked intently into her eyes.

"Show me," he whispered.

Cathy blushed deeply. She liked that Tommy enjoyed looking at her. Smelling her. Touching her. But even after all this time, she still could be quite bashful. "You do it," she offered shyly.

Tommy took the hem of her skirt and raised it to her abdomen, exposing her lovely little pussy. It was smooth, plump, absolute perfection. He leaned down between her thighs and kissed her. He then opened his mouth and covered her fleshy mound, gently pressing the tip of his tongue into it and against her tiny clitoris. It made her suck in a quick breath then exhale a barely audible little "oh!.."

He could have mouthed her soft, delectable treasure all afternoon. But if he didn't have her right now, he felt he might explode. He nuzzled and kissed her once more then reached for one of the towels. He opened it so it was folded in half.

"Move up, Cath, so you can lay on the pillows."

Cathy lifted her feet from the floor then scooted to the top of the bed and lay her pretty head down, Tommy got up and sat on the side of the bed next to her.

"Lift up, honey," he murmured, and she raised her hips for him. He laid the towel under her bottom, raising the skirt of her dress to her waist, then Cathy lowered herself onto the soft terrycloth. Tommy pulled off his tennis shoes and sweat pants and lay down, next to his little sister's right side. His hard-on poked through his shorts, pressing against her thigh. Cathy lay with her arms over her head, naked from her waist to her knees, and felt the warmth of her brother against her. He tenderly kissed the fragrant skin at her neck, his right hand caressing her soft, smooth tummy. Cathy shivered and they both giggled quietly. Tommy then slid his hand down between her thighs and gently nudged her leg sideways. She responded, opening her legs, inviting him to her. Carefully, he moved over her and lowered himself between her legs, supporting his weight on his left forearm.

Cathy felt her brother's peter come to rest on her tummy. It felt so nice and warm. She really wanted him to rub her 'down there' with it. It had been more than two weeks since they had been alone together and she could hardly wait for him to....well....do stuff with her.

Tommy reached down between them and held his cock with his fingertips. He brought the drooling head to her pussy and gently rubbed her with it. Slowly, he stroked up and down between her plump labia, massaging her warm, soft flesh. Every few strokes, he would press lightly into the little dimple of her entrance. As he so often had, he imagined what it would be like when he would actually penetrate her for the first time.

Cathy felt her brother's touch between her legs and her heart began to pound. Gee, it felt so nice and it was so nasty all at the same time. And then, OH! It would sorta push on her little hole, and she would get even more butterflies in her tummy.

Soon, Tommy's climax began to rise; and like a breaking wave, began to engulf him. He lowered his face to Cathy's and pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her tenderly. She held him by his shoulders, pressing her fingers into his skin. She could tell by his breathing and body movement that he was about to squirt her. Without conscious effort her legs tensed, pressing her thighs against his.

Tommy felt the delicious contractions begin as he ejaculated in the furrow of his little sister's pussy. He held his cock against her as firmly as he dared without hurting her and, pulse after pulse, emptied himself.

Cathy could feel the pressure of the first gush of her brother's sperm against her. Then the liquid warmth slowly spreading, drenching her. Nothing felt like this. Nothing was so private, so intimate. She couldn't help but whimper softly; a high-pitched little "...ooo..." like the quiet coo of a dove.