"God damn, what an experience!" Eric exclaimed. "I wish I had a sister like you! Did you do it again?"
"Yes, we did. We masturbated together a number of times. In fact, if truth be told, we did it every opportunity we had. It was so good for both of us, that whenever Mom and Dad were out, we played our little game. I don't want you to get the wrong idea though. I had my boyfriends and Bo had his girlfriends. We were both normal teenagers that way. The only difference, is that I think we were both oversexed, even for adolescents. So our times together were really good for us. Without them, I don't know what would have happened. I suppose Bo would have become a rapist, I would have been a nymphomaniac."
"Well, then it's good you had each other!" Eric observed. "Did you ever get tired of it?"
"No, we didn't. Of course, we tried different things. Sometimes we would even go back to the old way, with one of us hiding. Pretending the other didn't know added a little extra excitement. Then sometimes we would act out fantasies too. Like he would pretend he was a stranger ogling me in my swimsuit, that kind of thing."
"I don't know how to ask this, Lana," Eric began tentatively, "but did you ever go beyond masturbating together?"
I sighed. "I did let him touch me. One day after we had jerked off together, we sat talking.
"'I can't imagine what it's like to have tits like that,' Bo said wonderingly.
"'It's pretty strange,' I answered. I could still remember when I was flat-chested, so the wonder had not worn off. I still often stood in front of the mirror, observing them from all angles. I couldn't quite believe that these 'melons' were part of me.
"'What does it feel like?' he asked. 'I mean are they heavy? Do you feel them pulling on you?'
"I laughed and said, 'Yes Bo, they're heavy. Although I'm pretty used to it now, I still sometimes feel like I'm being pulled forward. Sometimes I get backaches.'
"'I guess your bra helps hold them up, huh.' He was watching them rise and fall with my breathing.
"'Actually,' I said, 'the bra is no big bonus. It holds them up, but it also hangs them out further, which makes them feel heavier.' To illustrate, I put a hand under each boob, and lifted them up and out like they were in my bra. 'They bounce around more out here, and it makes the straps cut into my shoulders.'
"'Yeh, I've seen that action... especially when you run... pretty impressive.'
"'That action, huh?' I chuckled. 'Well, it may be impressive, but it's not very comfortable to feel those straps jerking into your shoulders. I'm actually much more comfortable without a bra.' I lowered my breasts back down against my chest. 'See, without a bra my breasts hang next to me, and pull more down than forward.' I turned, so he could see the profile. 'This way I can also cross my arms under them, to give a little extra support.' I illustrated. 'If my back gets tired, I can also lean back like so.' I leaned back against a pillow. By breasts spread to the sides and rested against my upper arms. 'Now the pull is more to the back. I've had to learn a few tricks!'
"'I guess so!' he gasped. His small dick had returned to a full erection.
"Talking about my breasts was exciting me, and my nipples had hardened. Bo was staring at them, and pointing at my left nipple, said, 'Those things, your nipples, they swell up just like my cock. That's weird.'
"'What's weird about it?' I said. 'I've seen your nipples stand up too.'
"'Yeh, but not like that,' he said. 'It's like you've got a hard-on on each tit!' he chuckled. 'Are they really hard? Or just swollen?'
"'They're hard,' I said, 'Here, go ahead and feel them.' I moved up closer to him.
"He paused a minute, and then slowly stretched out his finger. He placed it on my left nipple, and pushed on the end.
"'Squeeze it,' I said.
"He looked at me momentarily, then grabbed it in two fingers. He squeezed once, then twice, looking into my eyes. He stroked it a couple times like he was going to jerk it off!
"'Does that feel good?' he asked.
"'Yes, very,' I said, breathless. 'Nipples are very sensitive, especially when they're erect.'
"'Yeh, my cock's like that,' he answered. 'But your nipples are not as hard.'
"'Really?' I asked. Now it was my turn for curiosity. 'Your dick gets harder than that? Can I feel it?'
"'Lana... I don't know... It doesn't seem right,' he said uneasily.
"'Oh come on Bo, I let you touch me. I'm just trying to learn.'
"'Well, I guess it's OK,' he said, and leaned back on his elbows, so that his dick stood up almost vertically. I reached out my hand and pushed down on its head. It was hot and I pulled my hand away. It bounced back up, and we both laughed. Then I reached out again, and took hold of the shaft between my fingers.
"'Wow, it really is hard!' I said in true astonishment. 'Is there a bone in there?'
"'No,' he answered. 'It just feels like it. It just gets pumped up hard like that. That's what makes it stand up too.'
"'Weird!' I said, and ran my fingers up and down it. Bo rolled his eyes up to the ceiling. 'Does that feel good?' I asked.
"'Yeh, really good,' he gasped.
"'I should have known, I guess. That's why you stroke it when you jerk off. It must be like my clitty.'
"'Well I wouldn't know about that,' he said, shaking. 'But if you keep doing that you're going to have a handful of cum!'
"'Whoops!' I said, and let go.
"Bo looked uncertain, like he wanted to say something, but didn't know how to begin. 'Lana, can I ask... I mean, I'm just learning too, but...'
"'It's OK Bo,' I reassured him, 'you can ask anything. Your my brother after all!'
"'Well, it's just this. You mentioned your clit, and I've heard of that and all, but what exactly is it? Is it in your pussy?'
"I laughed. 'Well kind of yes and kind of no. Look here.' I spread my legs wide. 'See I really have two sets of "lips" -- an outer pair and an inner pair. And my best friend Clitty lives right here, normally hidden, but ready to please me at any time!' I touched my clit. 'See it?'
"'Well, kind of,' he mumbled. 'It's awfully small. Everything is kind of complicated there.'
"'Oh you'll get used to it!' I laughed. 'Go ahead and touch it. I'll let you know when you find it.'
"He slowly reached his finger forward and put it where mine had been, and poked around a bit.
"'There, you've got it!' I said. 'Go ahead and see how it feels.'
"'Why are you so wet?' he asked. 'Did you pee?'
"'No, that's not pee. That's pussy juice. It comes out when I'm excited and makes things slide easier.' I was starting to squirm with pleasure from his fiddling.
"'That feels good, huh,' he said. Then he giggled. 'This is bizarre.'
"'Oh God Bo, that's so good! Keep doing it!'
"He did, and almost without him noticing, I reached over to his dick, and began to slide my fingers up and down the shaft. I started to come, but kept working his dick. Soon he was grunting quickly, and I felt his whole body tense as I pumped cum from his dick. I was so excited! I couldn't believe I was really pumping that stuff out! Well, soon it stopped, but it was all over my arms and thighs. Bo pulled his finger out of my pussy, and we sat looking at each other, not quite believing what we had done. He idly rubbed his wet finger. With my hand I wiped the cum off my arms.
"'This stuff is sticky!' I said. 'How do you get it off?'
"'Shower's about the only way,' he answered. 'Guess we better clean up.'
"'Yeh,' I said, 'but Mom's going to be home soon. We won't both have time. We better do our showers together.'
"He agreed, so we climbed in the shower together, and quickly cleaned off. I moved up to him and pressed my breasts against his chest. Stretching my arms up over his shoulders, I gave him a big kiss. 'Thank you Bo, that was great.' I felt his cock harden against my tummy. No play this time, though; we didn't have time!
***
"After this incident, our times together took on a new development. We were no longer afraid to touch, and we frequently jerked each other off. But like I said, we weren't lovers. We did it out of curiosity, to relieve sexual tensions, and for good, clean fun! We both continued to date other kids at school.
"At the time we first jerked each other off, I was dating a guy named Chris, and I was real fond of him. One of the things I liked about him was that he wasn't just trying to make me. All the other guys just wanted to get their hands on my tits (which I let them do from time to time!) and get into my panties (which I hadn't let any of them do). But Chris was different. Sure he appreciated my body -- I caught him staring (with a big bulge) as often as the others -- but he didn't seem to have my conquest as a goal. He was a bit shy and a bit of a bookworm, and I suppose he figured he couldn't compete with the jocks. Anyway, we had grown close through some of our common interests in school, and a compatible way of looking at the world. So we started dating off and on.
"My relationship with Chris had been becoming more intimate. We kissed and hugged and held each other close. Lately I'd let him caress by boobs just a little. I felt like the time was coming when we would want to sleep together. I wanted this time to come, but I was also terrified.
"Bo and I now shared many of our problems with the opposite sex, and I came to him now with my concerns about Chris.
"'Bo, I want to ask your help with something.'
"'Sure,' he said. 'What's the problem?'
"'My relationship with Chris is really going good and I'm very happy with it. We've got a date coming up the Friday after next, and I think it's going to be The Big Night'
"'The Big Night?'
"'You know what I mean: We're going to fuck.'
"'Well, congratulations! I'm still waiting for my Big Night. What's the problem? Don't you want to?'
"'No, that's not it at all. In fact I've been waiting for it for weeks. It's just that I want to make sure that it all goes OK, that it's really good for both of us. He's told me that he's never made love. You know it's the first time for me too.
"'OK, Lany, but I still don't understand the problem.'
"'It's this. I mean I'm a virgin, right? And the first time's supposed to be hard. He'll have a terrible time sticking it in, and it's going to hurt me. I want it to be wonderful, but I'm afraid it's going to be awful. All struggling, and pain and blood, and I know we'll never make love again!' I started to cry.
"'Oh come on Lana; it won't necessarily be that bad. I've heard it goes real easy sometimes.'
"'I don't want to take that chance, Bo! That's why I want your help!'
"'I don't see how I can help. You and Chris have to do it.'
"'No, Bo, you can help. You really can.' I stopped, dried my tears, and took a deep breath. 'I want you to deflower me.'
"'What?' Bo yelled. 'You mean screw you? You've got to be cracked! You want me to fuck my sister? This is too much Lana. I mean I like our play time as well as you, but it's not the same as fucking! That's incest! It's perverted! It's sick!'
"'Please Bo! Please!' I cried. 'You're my only hope! You've got to do it so that our first time isn't spoiled! It's OK really. I've thought about it a lot. It's not like we're making a baby. That's why incest is so bad. I just want you to put your penis in my vagina. It's just a piece of flesh. It's no different from putting your finger in there. You don't mind that. And sticking your dick in my pussy is no different from sticking it in any other hole. It's just like fucking a loaf of bread, like I've seen you do!'
"'Sorry, Lana, but there's a big difference. Cum doesn't squirt out the end of my finger, and loaves of bread don't get pregnant!'
"'It's OK, Bo; my period's almost here. But that's why we have to do it now, tonight! It will be my last chance till my pills start working, but that won't be till my date with Chris! Please Bo!' I sobbed. 'Please help me!'
"We argued back and forth for hours; I'll spare you the details. I finally convinced him that it was OK, and he agreed to do it. Once he got over his qualms, I think he kind of liked the idea. Of course, he was looking forward to his first screw, but I also think he liked the idea that he was helping out his older sister. He could pretend it was duty rather than fun.
"When the time came, we each had a drink to calm our nerves. 'You know, Lany, even though I've agreed to this, I don't know if I'm going to be able to do it. I'm not going to be able to pop your cherry unless I'm real hard, and, well, knowing that it's my sister, I may not be able to get it up at all.'
"'Then forget it's me,' I suggested. 'Pretend I'm Cindy. I know how much you want to screw her!'
"'I'll do my best,' he shrugged, 'but I can't make any promises.'
"We each got undressed. We both felt a little embarrassed, which was surprising considering what we'd done together by then. I stretched out naked on the bed, and then lifted and spread my knees. Bo got in position to climb on top, but his little dick hung pathetically limp.
"'It ain't gonna work Lana.'
"'It has to Bo! Let me see what I can do. Lie down here.'
"He stretched out on the bed, and I sat beside him. I took his dick in two fingers. It seemed so soft and shriveled! I realized that I'd never felt it like this before. Even after jerking off it was longer and harder than this. I really couldn't complain about Bo, because I realized that my pussy was dry as sandpaper. At this rate it was going to be a bust!
"'Let's forget about screwing for now,' I said. Let's just have some fun. He agreed, so I stretched over him and let my breasts dangle against his chest. It tickled me and made me shudder. Bo reached up with his big hands and grabbed a tit in each. He started squeezing and massaging them vigorously. I played lightly with his balls. He released my breasts to hold my hips, and stroke my thighs. I hung my tits over his face and dragged my nipples over his nose, cheeks, and lips. Suddenly his hand shot up and he grabbed my left tit, holding it to his mouth. He sucked hard, like he wanted to suck it all into his mouth, and I moaned with pleasure. This was the first time he had ever sucked my tits.
"After a while we were both beginning to get really excited, and I decided to try something we'd never done before. I turned around and put my lips over his cock. I could feel it stiffening and lengthening in my mouth.
"'Oh God! oh fuck!' he yelled. I sucked hard and slid his hard finger in and out of my mouth. I explored the soft tip with my tongue, and he shivered with pleasure.
"'Eat me! Eat me!' I yelled, and lowered my pussy toward his face. Suddenly I felt something on my clit. It was soft and warm and rough, and I knew it had to be his tongue. 'Shit! Yes! More!' I yelled, and took his cock back in my mouth.
"By now my juices were flowing well, and Bo was plenty hard. I didn't want to push my luck, so I rolled off of him, and holding my knees, spread my legs as wide as I could. 'Do it Bo! Fuck me now! I want you in me! My pussy wants you!'
He stared right down into my hot pussy, and then got up on all fours. His hard cock was standing straight up against his belly. He came down on me, his pudgy belly resting on my tummy; I couldn't see his cock any more. He began to thrust, and he hit my clit a number of times, but he wasn't going in. Half the time he was sliding his cock up my tummy. He was on autopilot now, and I was scared shitless that he was going to cum before he popped me.
"'Get it in!' I yelled. 'Push it lower!'
"He lifted off me a moment, and with his hand pushed his cock away from his stomach. I spread my lips wide with my hands. He took a look and then came forward, shoving his cock straight between my lips. 'That's it!' I yelled. 'Now push hard! Rip me open!'
And he did. Bang! Bang! He rammed me, and each time I felt a stab of pain. My tits had been laying across my upper arms. Now I grabbed one in each hand, and pushed them together on my chest. I squeezed them, and dug my nails into them so that I wouldn't feel the knife blade splitting me up the middle.
"All of a sudden I realized that there had been a change. I still felt stabs of pain in my cunt, but Bo wasn't thrusting so hard anymore. And I could feel something like a marble sliding up and down inside me. 'That's the head of his cock!' I thought. 'He did it! I'm open! I'm not a virgin anymore!' It was so weird. I started to cry at the same time I started to orgasm. The waves of pleasure mixed with the pain, and I began to laugh through my tears.
Bo started to yell, 'Ohhhh Ohhhhhh OHHHHHHH!' His thrusts became very regular, and suddenly his backed arched, as I felt his hot cum fill me. He continued to pump until he was empty and I was full.
"When both of our orgasms had ended, Bo dropped down, and covered me with his bulk. We lay together, with his soft cock still inside me, for a long time. I whispered, 'Thank you Bo. Thank you. How can I ever thank you. I love you Brother, and I'll never forget how you've helped me.'
"'I love you too,' he answered, and we kissed and held each other.
"Well, now you've heard it," I said with a sigh. "My first time was with my brother. I know it sounds really really sick. I sometimes wonder myself how we could have done it."
Eric put his arm around me and said, "Not at all Lana. It's really a very beautiful story. It's wonderful that you and your brother could love each other like that. Incest would have never got a bad name if it was always like that!"
"That's the way I feel about it, Eric. It was a truly wonderful experience for me, and for Bo too -- he told me. But I don't think many people would understand. You're the first one I've told. And I can't quite believe I've told you! You've been very understanding!"
"We're on the same wavelength, Lana. I think you sensed that, and that's why you felt comfortable telling me about it. I feel honored that you confided in me."
"Thank you Eric. We do see things alike."
"There is one thing I would like to know though," Eric began ominously.
"Yes?" I asked with some apprehension.
Eric smiled and said, "What happened on your date with Chris?"
"Oh, yeh, that," I laughed. "That's another story!"
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Last revised June 30, 2002