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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 17 (mf, oral, inc, con)
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written permission of the author.  (C)2001 By: Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious.  Any similarity to persons
alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sex, including sex between family
members.  It is intended for adults only.  If you are offended by
material of this nature, are under the legal age in your location to
read this material, or it is illegal for you to possess this material,
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com


"The Lottery" - Part 17 (mf, oral, inc, con)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex.


Sally woke up to the music that came from her clock radio.  She sat up
and pushed the button that silenced the alarm.  "I'm fifteen today!"
She thought to herself.  Sally got out of bed and walked into her
bathroom, pulling her tee shirt over her head.  She stood in front of
the mirror and stared at her reflection.  She studied her firm breasts,
still tan from the days spent topless in the sun.  She smiled to
herself, remembering the fun she and her cousins' had being naughty.

The young girl twisted the knobs of the shower and stepped into the warm
spray.  She washed her hair and applied conditioner.  Taking the
container of body wash, she applied a generous amount to the white
shower puff.  She moved the sudsy puff over her body, cleansing herself
thoroughly.  She used the razor to remove the hair on her legs and pubic
area.  After rinsing, she stepped out of the stall and dried off.  Sally
wrapped a towel around her wet hair and slipped into her robe.

Back in her bedroom, she looked at the clock.  It was only five-thirty.
She still had plenty of time to get ready for the first day of school.
Sally turned on the small radio and tuned it to her favorite station.
She swayed with the music as she selected the underwear she would wear.
A white bra, and plain white cotton panties were her choice.  She
removed the towel and shook her shoulder length light brown hair.

Sally returned to the bathroom and used her hair dryer to blow the
moisture out of her hair.  Once dry she took out her curling iron,
shaped, and styled her locks until they were neat.  She rolled her hair
under so it was just short of her shoulders.  Sally applied the minimal
make-up they were allowed to use at the academy.  Mascara and a little
eyeliner was the only thing that a freshman could wear.  Confident her
appearance was acceptable, she went back to the bedroom dress.

Six o'clock, she noted the time.  She left her room and went across the
hall to wake Tom.

Sally turned the brass doorknob and pushed the door open.  She was just
about to yell at Tom.  The teen caught herself before making a sound.
She looked at her brother as he slept soundly.

Tom was lying on his back, his left arm curled under his pillow, his
right resting at his side.  Her eyes traveled down the length of her
older brother's body.  The sheet that he had covered himself with was
twisted, revealing his left leg.  Only a corner of the blue fabric
covered him from the waist down.  Sally stared at the junction of his
legs.  The sheet was slightly tented, rising and lowering with his
breathing.  Quietly she walked to the side of his bed.  She carefully
lifted the corner of the sheet.  She gazed at his morning erection.  His
penis had found its way out of the fly in his boxers and pointed at his
head.

Sally held the sheet up and watched as the blood engorged flesh
twitched.  The movement of his proud manhood matched his shallow
breathing.  She carefully studied her brother's penis.  She noted the
blue veins that ran along the length of it.  She could see the defined
ridge that started under the plum shaped head and ran along the bottom
of the pink shaft, disappearing into the black and red boxer shorts.
Sally remembered the texture of her brother's member, having felt and
tasted it the day before.

Sally gently lowered the sheet, covering him and hiding his penis from
her eyes.  She walked back to the doorway and gripped the knob.
Standing in the hall, she called her brother's name.  Tom turned his
head away from the source of the noise.  She called him again, this time
a little louder.  Tom opened his eyes and looked towards the door.  He
rubbed his eyes and swung his legs over the side of the bed, the sheet
falling away.

"What do you want?" he said.

"It's time to get up and get ready."  Sally smiled at Tom, realizing he
was not aware of the fact he was revealing himself to her.

"What time is it?" he asked in a sleepy voice.

"After six."

Tom was starting to become fully awake.  He noticed he was exposed and
grabbed the sheet, pulling it over his lap.

"Happy birthday!" he told his giggling sister, "Sorry about that."

Sally composed herself.  "Thank you and I really didn't mind."

Tom looked at his little sister, his face slightly pink from
embarrassment and said, "Now get out of here, I have to go pee."

Sally went back to her room to get dressed.

Kim was up at five-thirty also.  She showered and fixed her hair.  She
went into her bedroom and put on the white cotton bra and panties her
mom had purchased at the outlet mall.  Looking at herself in the
full-length mirror, she decided she didn't like the new underwear.  She
pulled on a black half-slip and adjusted it.  Kim was frustrated with
the look of her undergarments.  She walked out her bedroom door and went
to Jacks door.  She knocked firmly on it and yelled for her brother to
get up.  Kim went down stairs and into the kitchen.  Marge was getting
breakfast ready for her two kids.

Kim walked up to her mom gripping the top of the bra cups and said, "I
hate this thing!"

Her mom watched her as she pulled the garment from side to side, trying
to improve the fit.

"Well it looks a little large."  Her mom said, pulling her daughter's
hands away and slipping her fingers between the bra cups and Kim's
breasts.  "I think you still need to wear a b cup" Marge could feel the
gap between the material and her daughter's firm flesh.

Kim looked into her mother's eyes.  "What am I going to do?"

"You'll just have to make do for today, I will go the mall and get some
new ones later."

Kim sat down at the table, and with tears welling in her eyes, told her
mom, "Please get something nice, this thing makes me feel like an old
lady."

Her mom looked at her daughter, dressed in her slip and bra, and agreed
that the bra looked like the ones worn years ago.  "I will find
something nice."  Marge set a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice in
front of Kim.

"And sexy" Kim pleaded.

The teen was eating her breakfast when Jack came into the room.  He had
on his slacks, shirt, with his tie hanging around his neck.  He said, "I
can't tie this thing!"  Marge went to her son and explaining her
movements, tied the tie.

Jack thanked her and sat down with his sister to eat.  Jack was use to
seeing Kim in her underwear on school mornings.  Kim would often eat
breakfast in her bra, for fear of spilling something on the top she was
going to wear to school.  Marge placed Jack's food in front of him.  As
the two ate, Kim said, "Don't forget Sally's birthday is today."  Her
brother nodded his head, his mouth full of food.

Marge asked, "Did you get her anything yet?"

Kim said, "No."  Jack again shook his head.

Their mom said, "We are going to your aunt and uncle's house for a
barbeque and cake to night.  Will you have time to go shopping after
school?"

Kim said, "I think we only have a half day today, we should have time to
go to the store."

Don walked into the kitchen.  He went over to the counter and poured a
cup of coffee.  He joined his two children at the table.  He said, "Good
morning.  I see everyone is ready for school.  I guess the dress code
has changed a lot."  He gestured towards Kim as he finished.

"Dad!"  The young girl said, "I still have to put on my skirt and
blouse."  Don smiled at her.  Jack got up, carried his dishes to the
sink, and set them down.

Kim finished her meal and thanked her mom.  She went upstairs to finish
dressing.  She put on the white oxford shirt and buttoned it.  She
slipped the crossover tie under the collar and snapped it.  Sitting on
her bed, she pulled on the shear white knee socks.  Kim stepped into her
skirt and pulled the zipper up.  She adjusted the garment and reached
beneath it to pull down on her shirttails.

Kim went into her bathroom and removed the circular pill container from
the drawer.  She pushed out one of the small round pills and swallowed
it.  She noted that only four pills remained.  Kim thought to herself,
next week I will have my period.  She put on the blazer that completed
her school outfit and went back downstairs to wait for her brother.

It was seven o'clock when Jack came into the kitchen, dressed for
school.  "Time to go," he told his sister.

The siblings told their mom goodbye and left for the academy.  On the
way out, Kim grabbed two pens from the desk.  She handed one to her
brother and put the other into the small black purse she carried.

Jack backed the small car out of the garage.  The vehicle was older, the
family car they had for several years.  When Don won the money in the
state's lottery, he bought the new Suburban, but kept the older car for
a second vehicle.

The two teens rode quietly.  The academy was about three miles from
their house.  Jack turned into the driveway of the new school.  The road
twisted through the trees, opening into a large parking lot.  Jack
followed the signs to the student parking area.  Jack drove up and down
the rows of parked cars, pulling into the first empty spot.  He and Kim
got out and walked towards the large buildings that made up the campus
of the academy.

Kim and her brother heard Sally call their names.  The two waited for
their cousins to catch up with them.  "Happy birthday."  Kim and Jack
said to Sally.

"Thanks guys," she replied.

The four continued to the largest building.  They followed the small
signs that directed the new students to the auditorium.  As the group
walked, they reminded each other to keep their relationship
confidential.

The academy was made up of four old dark brick buildings.  There was an
administration building, a large field house that contained the
gymnasium, swimming pool, and locker rooms, and two buildings of
classrooms.  The exterior of the buildings was covered with green ivy.
Covered passageways connected the four buildings together.

The four walked down a hallway, following the other first time
students.  They went into the large auditorium and sat in the seats that
were labeled for them.  Kim and Sally were in a section for freshmen,
their brothers in another area for first time upper classmen.

Promptly at seven-thirty the dean stepped to the podium.  He spoke into
a microphone, welcoming everyone to the academy.  He told them what to
expect over the next couple of days and the school year.  He told the
students that they would receive handbooks detailing the dress code and
the academy's rules for behavior.  He went on about the institution's
history, listing the names of some of the alumni, all of the names
recognizable.  They were industry leaders, men and women in government,
doctors and lawyers, just to name a few.  He spoke of the academy's
unsurpassed record for students moving on to higher education, after
they had been graduated.

The dean's speech lasted until seven-fifty.  He told the audience that
they were to make their way to the gymnasium.  There, they would join
the rest of the student body and be given their schedules.

In the gymnasium, there were tables lined up.  Each displayed as sign
indicating the class and alphabetical range the table served.  Kim and
Sally stood in their respective lines, waiting to be given their
information.

The academy had a program to help the freshmen.  The program was called,
big sister little sister for the girls and big brother little brother
for the boys.  The program paired the freshmen student with a junior,
who would help them get acquainted with the school.  Kim and Sally were
given the names of their big sisters, along with their class schedules.
The person at the table told the girls where to go to meet with their
big sisters.

Kim met Megan, very tall thin girl.  She had long red hair that she wore
straight.  The top of Kim's head was even with Megan's shoulder, forcing
Kim to look up to talk to her.  Megan showed Kim to the bleachers and to
two sat amongst other pairs of students.

Sally's big sister was Angela.  She was shorter than Sally, standing
just four-eleven.  Angela was stout with black hair and eyes.  She and
Sally moved towards the bleachers and sat near Kim and Megan.

Angela said hi to Megan, and introduced Sally.  Megan introduced Kim and
the girls began to talk softly.

Megan said, "Angela and I have been friends since grade school, we went
to Barber before coming here."  Barber was a private school for grades
one through eight.

Kim said, "Sally and I have been friends that long too.  We went to
Eisenhower before coming here."

Neither Megan nor Angela had ever heard of the school.

"Where is that school?"  Angela asked.

Sally told the girls, "It's in Detroit."

Angela asked, "Is it a public school?"

Sally said, "yes."  The two upper classmen glanced at each other, the
two cousins could see the look of disapproval on the girl's faces.

Megan asked Kim and Sally, "How did you two meet and come to go to the
academy?"

The teen cousins thought for a moment and Kim said, "Our dads are
business partners."

Megan and Angela accepted the girls' explanation.  They reviewed the
class schedules with their new little sisters.  They told the girls how
the room numbering worked and how to determine which building each room
was in.  As the girls talked, a voice came over the paging system.  The
announcer told the students it was time for them to go to their first
class.

The four girls left the gymnasium together.  Kim and Sally had the same
first hour math class.  Angela and Megan lead the girls to the proper
building and into the classroom.

Kim and Sally looked around the carpeted room.  The desks were more like
the type you would find in an office than a school.  In the front of the
room was a whiteboard, replacing the familiar chalkboards they had at
their last school.  The instructor's desk sat angled in one corner.  A
large TV monitor hung from the ceiling in the other corner.

Angela and Megan explained that the first hour class was also the girls'
homeroom.  They would receive information on the TV prior to the start
of class.  The instructor asked the new students to sit at a desk.
Angela and Megan went out into the hallway to wait along with the other
big sisters and big brothers.

The instructor, referring to a chart, called each student's name and
assigned him or her a seat.  He passed out the class syllabus and
briefly went over his expectations.  He asked his new class if they had
any questions.  No one raised their hand and he excused the group.

The rest of the morning, the four girls went from classroom to
classroom.  Kim and Sally shared four classes.  They each had different
instructors for the other three.

Megan and Angela showed the new girls their lockers.  They had decorated
the girls' lockers with pictures and cards.  The lockers were more like
a small closet than metal boxes they would have had at the public
school.  The big sisters exchanged telephone numbers with Kim and Sally
and told them they would see them tomorrow.

Kim and Sally went outside to wait for their brothers.

Sally asked Kim, "What do you think of the first day?"

"I think it will be OK.  It sure is different from our old school."

Jack and Tom walked up to the girls.

Jack said, "Well what do you guy's think?"

Kim looked at her brother and said, "Sally and I were just talking about
it.  I guess it will be OK.  The kids here seem stuck up."

Jack and Tom nodded, and started to walk to the cars.

Jack said, "Tom, I will talk to you later.  Kim and I have to get
going."

Sally said, "Goodbye, we will see you two later for my birthday."

Kim and Jack climbed into the car and drove out of the parking lot.

Jack said, "The parking lot looks like an exclusive car dealers lot.  I
have never seen so many expensive cars in one place."

Kim looked at the cars as her brother drove down the long row of cars.
There were BMW's, Mercedes, Saabs, Lexis's, and a number of American
luxury cars.  As Jack pulled out into the street, Kim saw Angela in a
new Mustang convertible.  Kim waved to the girl.  Angela waved back at
Kim with a cigarette between her fingers.  Kim returned her attention to
her brother.

"Jack" she said, "Have you ever tried smoking?"

Jack looked at his sister in disbelief,  "No!  Why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering.  Are we going to go to the mall to shop for
Sally's birthday presents?"

Jack turned, heading towards their house.  "Not until I change out of
these clothes."

Kim smiled at Jack, "Ok, I want to change too."

Jack drove down their street and into the driveway.  He pulled the car
up to the closed garage door and shut it off.

Jack and Kim went into the house.  Kim called for her mom.  Marge was in
the kitchen, cleaning up.

"Hi mom," Kim said, "Did you get to the mall yet?"

Her mom turned off the water and said, "Yes I did, and your new things
are up in your room.  Do you want me to come up and show you what I
bought?"

Kim walked to the refrigerator and removed a soda.  "Sure" she told her
mom.  "I will meet you up there."

Kim took her soda and went upstairs to her room.  She removed the blazer
and hung it in her closet.  She had removed the small tie and was
unbuttoning her shirt when her mom walked in.

Marge picked up a bag she had left on the desk and took it to the bed.
She sat down and began to pull the new items from the bag.  Kim removed
her shirt and lowered the zipper in the back of her skirt.  She stepped
out of the wool garment and clipped it on a skirt-hanger.

"Show me what you bought mom."

Marge held out a white bra.  It wasn't padded and hooked in front.  Kim
removed her bra and tried on the new one.  It was very sheer, the young
girls nipples visible through the material.  Kim adjusted the shoulder
straps and looked in the mirror.

"It's very pretty, but I don't think the school will allow it."

Kim ran her hands over her covered breasts.  The cups of the bra had a
thin row of lace that ran across each of the firm mounds.

Marge again reached into the bag and removed a white camisole.  "Here,
try this on with the bra."

Kim lowered the silky garment over her head and pulled it into place.
She smiled at her mom and said, "Oh...this is wonderful."

Marge then handed her daughter a pair of matching bikini panties.

"This should complete the outfit."

Kim pulled off her slip and panties and stepped into the new lingerie.
She turned to see her backside in the mirror.

Marge brought out several more combinations.  Kim tried on each one.
The last outfit was not intended for school.  The black and white bra
and panty set was made up of a very sheer bra that was almost
see-through.  It was mostly black with thin white stripes that ran from
the top to the bottom of the small cups.  Very thin spaghetti straps
went over Kim's shoulders and a narrow band of elastic around her back.
The matching panties were trimmed in lace with thin strings that tied at
each hip.  Kim slowly put on the very sexy items and examined herself in
the mirror.

"Oh mom!  I just love these, they're so sexy!"

Marge looked at her daughter and agreed that the young teen did indeed
look sexy.

"I am so glad you like them, I know I feel better about myself when I
wear nice underwear."  Marge and her daughter laughed at her comment.

"Mom, when was the first time you did it with dad?"

Marge looked into the girl's eyes.  "Did what?"

Kim sat down on the bed next to her mom, still dressed in the black and
white lingerie.  "Um...you know...made love with him."

Marge thought for a moment.  She was careful with her answer.  "Well,
the first time your dad and I made love was about three months after I
learned I was pregnant with your brother."

"I'm confused.  If the first time you made love was after you were
pregnant, how did you get that way?"

"By having unprotected sex."

Kim had a funny look on her face.  She thought for a little while before
saying, "Isn't it the same thing?"

Marge smiled, "No, not at all."

"What is the difference?"

"Well" her mom began.  "Sex is something you do to make you feel good.
Making love is making your partner feel good.  Making love is not just
having intercourse.  It is so much more."

"Can you explain it to me?"

"I will try," Marge said.  "Having sex is not unlike masturbating.  You
do it to get yourself off, and your partner does the same.  Sex can be
very quick and hot or slow and steady, but it is just not the same as
making love.  Two people can spend all day making love, most of it with
your clothes on.  It is the quick smiles and occasional touching, the
kissing and innuendos.  When you get together, you spend the time and
effort to bring as much pleasure to your partner as you can, not
worrying about your own.  When two people make love, each one is working
to please the other."

Kim listened to her mom's explanation.  When Marge was done, Kim asked,
"When was the first time you had sex?"

Marge looked at the young girl and said, "Prom night!  Now get dressed,
Jack is waiting to go to the mall."

Kim giggled and went to her closet.  She selected a pair of jeans and a
sweater.  She removed the new underwear, deciding to save them for a
special occasion.  Marge could see that her daughter's nipples were
slightly erect and she could smell the faint aroma of her excitement.
Kim put on a pair of green panties and a bra that matched.

"You know, she said to her mom, "A few months ago I only had one
matching bra and panty set.  Now I have so many it is hard to decide
which ones to wear."

Marge smiled as she watched Kim pull on her tight blue jeans and put on
her black v-neck sweater.  She too had a fine selection of new clothes,
including lingerie.

The two women walked downstairs and into the family room.

Jack asked, "Are you ready?

Kim said, "Yup, let's go."  The two teens left for the mall.

Tom and Sally were sitting in the kitchen, eating lunch.  Sally asked
her brother, "What are you going to do this afternoon?"

Tom finished his mouthful of food.  "I'm going to workout for awhile
then I don't know.  Why?"

"I was just wondering.  Will you show me how to workout on the new
equipment.  I don't want big muscles!  I just want to get into shape."

"Sure, why not.  Go and change, I will meet you in the basement."

Sally put her plate and glass into the dishwasher and ran up stairs.
Tom finished his lunch and went to change.

Tom was already in the workout room his dad had made in the basement
when Sally got down there.  She looked over the machines, all lined up,
along a mirror-covered wall.  There was a television suspended from the
ceiling in one corner, a stereo and VCR sat on a shelf just below it.
Tom had put a CD in the stereo and had the music playing loud.  He was
on the treadmill, running at a medium pace.  Sally, dressed in a pair of
very tight black Lycra bike shorts and a white sports bra, sat on the
weight machine and waited for her brother to finish.

Tom stopped the treadmill and said, "The first thing we need to do is
warm up.  If you don't warm up properly, you can hurt yourself."

Sally nodded and stood next to her brother, facing the mirror.

"The first thing we do," he said, is stretch."

Tom stood, with his feet apart and his hands on his hips.  He started to
rotate at the waist first right then left.  Sally mimicked her brother's
actions.  He sat on the floor with his legs spread.  He leaned over,
stretching his right hand towards his left foot, and then reversed the
motion.

His sister did the same thing.  Tom watched Sally in the mirror as she
moved.  He could see the outline of her vagina in the tight shorts.
Tom, dressed in a pair of loose fitting nylon running shorts began to
feel his penis stir.  Quickly he stood up and diverted his attention.

Sally got up and said, "What's next?"

Tom sat on the bench of the weight machine and laid back.  He placed his
hands on the bar above his head and pushed it up, bench-pressing the
weight.  After ten reps, he moved a pin, reducing the amount of
resistance and instructed his sister on how to properly do the exercise.

Sally pushed against the bar, but it didn't move.  Tom moved the pin
again, setting the weight as low as it would go.  Sally was able to do
ten reps with the lower weight.  As she pushed the bar up then lowered
it, Tom watched her chest.  He could see her hard nipples against the
fabric of the sports bra.  When she pressed up, her breasts would rise,
only to flatten slightly when she lowered the bar.

Tom demonstrated several exercises to his sister.  Each one designed to
work a different part of the body.  Sally did each one, the amount of
weight greatly reduced from that of her brother's.  Tom said that he
usually did three sets of each and finished on the treadmill and
Stairmaster.

"I have some errands to run" he told Sally.  "Don't over do it or you
will hurt!"

Sally, doing leg lifts on the machine, said, "I won't, I just want to
try some of the exercises again."

Tom went to his room to shower.  Sally stayed in the basement repeating
the things her brother had taught her.  She did three sets of each
exercise, cooling down on the treadmill.  Having completed her workout,
Sally turned off the stereo and lights.  She went upstairs to get ready
for her birthday dinner.

Sally removed her sports bra and peeled the tight Lycra shorts over her
hips and down her legs.  She went into the bathroom and showered.  After
drying herself and pulling her damp hair into a ponytail, she went to
select her outfit for the evening.

Sally pulled a pair of red bikini panties from her drawer.  She picked
up a bra and began to put it on.  Before fastening the small hook
between the cups, she removed it and put it back, deciding to go with
out.  She went into her closet and flipped through the tops that hung
along one side.  Sally removed a tight red tank top from its hanger and
pulled it over her head.  Turning to the other side of the closet, she
selected a pair of bib-overall jeans.  She stepped into the pants and
adjusted the shoulder straps.  A pair of white socks and tennis shoes
completed her outfit.

Sally went downstairs to look for her mom.

Anne was in the kitchen, preparing the food for dinner.  Sally sat at
the counter and watched her mom trim steaks and mix potato salad.

She asked her mom, "Can I do anything to help?"

Anne smiled at her daughter and said, "You could set the table.  We will
need place settings for eight."

The fifteen year old went to the cupboard, removed a stack of plates,
and carried them into the dining room.  She put one on the table, in
front of each chair.  Sally made several trips to the kitchen to
complete her task.

Sally stood next to her mom at the counter and asked, "Where is dad and
my brother?"  Anne carried the platter, stacked with steaks, to the
refrigerator, and put it on a shelf.

"Dad is outside starting the grill, and Tom isn't home yet."  Anne
continued to move around the kitchen.  She was almost done with the
preparation.  Sally sat at the counter and watched her mom.

"Mom" the teen said.  "How old were you when you got pregnant with Tom?"

Anne took a deep breath and continued her work.  She thought about her
answer before saying, "I was sixteen."

Anne knew that her daughter could have figured out her age when she had
become pregnant, but answered anyway.  Sally's eyes followed her mom as
Anne finished the last few things she had to do.  Anne picked up the cup
of tea she had been drinking and sat next to Sally.

Anne sat quietly with her teen daughter.  She observed the young girl's
eyes, staring into space.  Anne cleared her throat and said, "What's the
matter Sally?  You act like there is something bothering you."

Sally snapped out of her trance.  She turned to her mom and said, "I
don't know what it is.  I have just been thinking about the vacation and
all that has happened."  The teen shifted on her stool and continued.
"I'm just confused.  I mean...well you know about Kim and I and about
the things we have done with each other.  And you know that we have
experimented with our brothers."

Tears were forming in the young girl's eyes.  She leaned towards her mom
and placed her head on Anne's shoulder.  Anne put her arms around her
daughter and held her, saying, "I know what you have told me.  Is there
something else you want to share?"

Sally felt secure in her mom's arms.  She looked at the floor and said,
"I guess that...well...you know...Isn't it wrong to do things with
another girl?  Isn't it incest to do things with my brother?"

Sally was crying softly.

"Honey, you know how your father and I feel about it.  You know that we
have done things with our siblings and that I have done things with aunt
Marge.  It is only wrong if you think it's wrong.  You don't have to do
anything you don't want to."

Sally wiped her eyes on the back of her hand.  She looked at Anne and
said, "I don't know what I think."

Anne could see that her daughter was struggling with these feelings.
She could remember how she felt when she first had sexual relations with
her brother.  Knowing that only Sally could sort it out for herself,
Anne said, "Sally, you have to do what you feel is right.  No one can
make these decisions for you.  Even if your father and I said not to,
you will still do what you want.  I just want you to remember one
thing.  Anything you do must be your decision.  No one can force you to
do something you don't want to do when it comes to your body.  As far as
messing around with your brother or cousins, incest is illegal, but as
far as I'm...your father and I are concerned, if you love someone its
alright."

Sally stopped crying and hugged her mom.  She pulled her head back a
little and kissed her on the lips softly.  She smiled and said, "Thanks
mom, I think I understand what you said.  I feel so much better now."

The two women were still hugging when Marc walked into the kitchen.  He
looked at his wife and daughter and said, "The grill is ready whenever
you are."

Anne ran her hand over Sally's head and pulled gently on her ponytail.
She said, "We are ready too.  You can put the steaks on when everyone
gets here."

Sally released her mom and stood up.  She walked over to her dad and
wrapped her arms around his neck.  Hugging the tall man she said, "I
really love you two."  She kissed her dad on the cheek and let go of his
neck.  Sally walked to the sliding doors that lead to the deck and
pushed it open.

As she went outside she could hear her dad ask her mom what was going
on.  She smiled when she heard her mom say, "Girl talk."

Sally sat in a chair and gazed out across the large yard.  The grass was
still green and manicured.  The yard had been professionally
landscaped.  There were gardens of flowers separated by neatly trimmed
evergreens.  A brick path snaked its way through the gardens.  The night
was beginning to cool.  Fall was just around the corner.  The trees that
were scattered about the yard were beginning to change colors.  Soon,
Sally thought, the leaves would be gone.

Sally's thoughts were interrupted by her aunt's voice.  "Hi there
birthday girl!"  Her aunt Marge walked over to her chair and gave Sally
a quick kiss.

Don said, "Happy birthday Sally."  He walked into the house, followed by
his wife.

Kim sat next to her cousin and said, "Hi, what have you been up to?"
Sally told her that she had worked-out with Tom.

Jack asked his cousin, "Where is Tom?"

Sally said, "He isn't home yet."  Jack nodded and went into the house.

Kim and Sally sat on the deck chatting about the day's events.  Sally
looked into the house to be sure they were alone and told Kim about the
conversion with her mom.  Kim listened to her cousin, waiting for her to
finish.  When Sally was done, Kim told her about the talk she had with
her mom.  The two girls stopped talking when Marc came out with the
steaks.

Marc used tongs to place the meat on the hot grill.  The girls could
hear the sizzle as he cooked the evening dinner.

Tom and Jack come outside and sat near their sisters.  The four teens
talked about their day at school.  Sally couldn't help looking at her
brother.  She watched his mouth as he talked with Jack.  Her eyes
traveled down his body, stopping to study the slight bulge in his
jeans.  Kim noticed what held Sally's attention and used her elbow to
jab her cousin in the ribs.  Sally snapped her eyes away from her
brother and grinned at Kim.  Kim smiled back at her and the two got up
and walked into the yard.

Kim said, "You sure make it obvious!"

Sally bumped into Kim and replied, "I couldn't help it!"  Sally laughed
and said, "Just wait until you're fifteen, then you will understand."

Kim laughed at her cousin's remark.  The girls were at the back of the
yard when they heard Marc yell.  "Come and get it."

The two families sat at the table and ate the steaks and other things
that Anne had prepared.  The parents asked about the kid's first day at
school.  The teens took turns telling their parents about the school and
the kids they met.  They explained the big sister/brother program and
the girls told about the way their lockers had been decorated.

When everyone had finished eating, Marge and Anne cleared the table.
They returned to the dining room, Anne carrying a cake with fifteen
candles distributed around the top.  She set the cake in front of Sally
and told her to make a wish.

Sally closed her eyes and thought for a moment.  She looked at the
brightly burning candles and blew them out.  Everyone sang "Happy
Birthday."  Marge scooped ice cream onto plates and Anne added a slice
of the cake.  Once everyone was done, Sally was presented neatly wrapped
packages.

Sally read the card attached to the first one, it was from Kim.  She
tore the paper away and opened the box.  She held up a cute top and
mini-skirt set.  Next she opened Jack's present.  It contained two CDs
of her favorite group.  Her aunt and uncle gave her jeans and tops.  Her
parents gave her a new fall jacket.  Sally opened the card from her
brother.  She read the funny quote about getting old.  She removed the
paper from the small package and lifted the lid on the box it hid.
Inside was another box.  Sally opened the hinged lid of the black box,
revealing a thin gold chain with a small charm.  She carefully lifted
the chain and looked at the little unicorn charm.  She turned it over
and read the engraved words to herself.  "To the best sister in the
world - Tom"

Sally could feel tears fill her eyes as she handed the chain to her
brother and asked him to put it on her.  Tom unhooked the tiny clasp and
stood behind his sister.  He placed the gold necklace around her neck
and fastened the hook.

Sally thanked everyone for the gifts.  She told them it was the best
birthday ever.  Sally remembered past birthdays.  She would get nice
things, but not as nice as this year.  The clothing came from the better
shops at the mall, not the discount stores.  And the gift her brother
had given her was the first real jewelry she ever owned.

Kim and Sally went into the family room to listen to the new CDs.  Jack
and Tom followed their sisters.  Sally put the disks into the player and
started the music.  She and Kim sat on the floor reading about the
groups from the small booklets that accompanied each one.  Jack and Tom
sat on the couch and made plans to go fishing on Saturday.

The kid's parents came into the room and sat with their children.

Jack said, "Dad, can I use the suburban to tow the boat Saturday?  Tom
and I want to go fishing."

Don replied, "Sure.  Where are you going?"  Jack told his dad that he
and Tom were going to go to the lake for walleye.

Marge looked at her watch.  She said, "Let's go, you guys have school in
the morning."  Kim and Jack got up and told everyone goodbye.

Sally said, "Thanks for the gifts."  She stood up, groaning.

Her mom asked, "What is wrong with you?"

Sally moved slowly replying, "I am a little sore."

Tom said, "I told you not to over do it, you are really going to feel it
in the morning."

Sally smiled at her brother and said, "No one likes an 'I told you so',
I will be fine."

The two families told each other goodnight.  Sally thanked them again
for her gifts and walked them to the door.

Sally went back to the family room and turned off the stereo.  She
kissed her mom and dad and said, "Goodnight, I'm going to go to bed" Her
parents told her that they would see her in the morning.

Sally turned to Tom and said, "Thanks again big brother.  Goodnight."

"Goodnight kid, I hope you feel better in the morning."

Sally went up to her room and pushed the door closed.  She removed her
bib overalls and top, hanging them in her closet.  After carefully
removing her gold chain, she went to her dresser and reached for her
familiar tee shirt.  Looking at the cotton shirt, she decided against it
and placed it back in the drawer.  She opened another drawer and took
out a silk nightshirt.  She slipped into the dark blue garment, closing
the three large buttons that ran up the front.  Sally liked the way the
garment felt on her skin.  She admired herself in the mirror, pulling
the fabric against her firm breasts.  The teen turned off the bright
overhead light and turned on the softer lamp on the nightstand.  She
picked up a magazine and climbed into her bed.

Sally put her pillow against the headboard and leaned back.  She flipped
the pages of the magazine, looking at the ads for clothes and makeup.
She started to read an article on dating when she heard her door open.

Tom stood in the doorway, dressed in a pair of running shorts.  "How are
you feeling?" he asked.

"Every muscle in my body hurts."

Tom smiled at his sister and said, "Well, you will live."  He started to
back out of the room.

Sally sat her magazine on the nightstand and asked, "Is there anything I
can do so I won't hurt in the morning?"

Tom knowingly replied, "I have some ointment that may help.  I used it
after football practice last year."

His sister smiled, "Can I use it, please?"

"Sure, I will get it."

Tom left the room, returning with a white tube.  He walked over to his
sister's bed and reached out to hand it to her.

Sally took the tube from him and asked, "What are mom and dad doing?"

"Watching a movie on cable."

Sally removed the cap from the ointment and smelled it.  "It's not too
bad.  Would you please put some on me?"

Tom shifted from one foot to the other.  He looked at his sister as she
put on her best puppy-dog face.  Tom took the tube from her and said,
"OK."

Sally flipped onto her stomach and scooted down in one motion.  She was
laying flat, her arms along her sides, her palm up.  Her head was turned
to one side, facing towards her brother.  Tom sat on the edge of her bed
and squeezed a dollop of the cream into his hand.  He rubbed his hands
together and applied the ointment to his sister's legs.  Sally could
feel the heat the cream generated in her sore muscles.  Tom started just
above her feet and worked the balm into her flesh.

He could feel her muscles jump as his hands traveled over her calves.
He could see her red panties peaking out of her nightshirt.  They were
pulled into her crotch, exposing the firm tanned flesh of her buttocks.
Tom put more of the thick substance in his palm and worked his way over
the crook of her knees to her thighs.  His slick hands glided up and
down her thighs, massaging them as he moved.

The contact with his sister's bare flesh was arousing Tom.  He stopped
for a second to adjust his growing erection.  Sally pulled her
nightshirt up slightly, exposing her panty-covered butt.

"Does that hurt too?"

"Everything hurts, but you're making me feel better."

Tom climbed onto the bed and straddled his sister's legs.  He applied
the soothing balm to her buttocks, moving quickly to her back.  He
rubbed her shoulders, under the silky material.  Sally moaned softly as
her brother massaged her neck and the top of her shoulders.

Sally suddenly said, "Hold on a minute."

Tom sat up, his butt resting on her heels.  Sally pushed herself up,
kneeling with her back to her brother.  She quickly unbuttoned the
nightshirt and let it slide down her arms.  She tossed the garment on
the bed next to her and resumed her position.

"I don't want to get any of that stuff on my clothes."

Tom looked down at his sister's all but nude body.  He picked up where
he had left off, rubbing the ointment into her skin.  As his hands
traveled down her sides, he could feel the flesh of her breasts as it
pressed out from her sides.  He could feel each rib as his fingers moved
over her sides, his thumbs traveling along her spine.  Sally felt the
warmth building between her legs.  The tingling was amplified each time
her brother's fingertips brushed her breasts.

Tom was feeling the excitement too.  His penis was throbbing in the
confines of his nylon shorts.  As he leaned forward to reach the very
top of his sister's shoulders, his penis would lightly touch her leg.

"I guess that about covers it," he said.

Sally rolled over and faced up.  She looked at her older brother and
said, "Aren't you going to do the front?"

Tom slid back until he was no longer in contact with her legs.  He
squeezed the white cream out of the tube into his hand and spread it
over her shins.  He couldn't draw his eyes away from the young girl's
crotch.  He could see the red material of her panties disappear into the
folds of her vaginal lips.  Even in the low light of the table lamp, he
could see the dark spot her moisture formed in the tight v of her
panties.  Tom slowly worked his way up her legs to her thighs.  He
rubbed slowly, his thumbs coming ever so close to her pussy.

Sally glanced at her brother's crotch.  She could see the outline of his
hard penis in the thin material of his shorts.  Tom was sitting on her
legs, just above her knees.  He massaged her sides and tummy with the
warming balm.  He could see her ribs where her stomach fell into her
body.  He was moving his hands along her sides, staring at her breasts.
The nipples were hard and standing out away from her areolas.  The dark
circles of flesh crinkled as her nipples tried to extend further.  Tom
ran his slippery hands over the firm mounds, squeezing each one.

Sally moaned as her brother moved the firm flesh on her chest.  She felt
her vagina jump as his thumbs brushed over her hardened nipples.  Unable
to stand the overwhelming sensation, Sally reached up and put her hands
around her brother's neck.  She pulled his head down and his lips to
hers.  Sally felt her brother's lips part to accept her tongue.  She
pushed it deep into his mouth and searched for his.  Sally teased her
brother's tongue into her mouth and she sucked it gently.

Tom lowered himself to her hot body.  He felt her breasts press into his
chest and the heat of her crotch on his penis.  Sally parted her legs
and Tom's hard manhood settled into her grove.  He moved his hips
rubbing the hot hardness against his sister's crotch.

Sally could feel him contact her clit as he humped her.  She pulled her
feet back and spread her legs further to improve the connection.  The
two siblings were locked at the mouth.  They groped each other running
their hands over hot naked flesh.  Sally rolled Tom onto his back.  She
kissed his neck and shoulders.  She rubbed her breasts over his skin,
feeling her nipples tingle.  She slid down and licked the small nipples
on her brother's chest, causing him to moan.  She continued her journey,
savoring the taste of Tom's sweaty body.

When her tongue pressed into his navel, Tom thought he would loose it.
Sally could feel him bucking beneath her, trying to make contact with
his penis.  She sat up and looked down at his writhing body.  She put
her hand on his covered penis and rubbed it slowly.  Sally moved her
hand to Tom's thigh and reached under his shorts.  She massaged his
testicles, rolling the firm orbs in her hand.  She wrapped her fingers
around his hard shaft and moved it up and down over the flesh.

Tom was moaning and trying to match his sister's movements.  Sally
removed her hand and gripped the waistband of the shorts.  Tom lifted
his hips as she pulled the only barrier to his manhood, down his legs.
She slipped the shorts over his feet and tossed them to the floor.

Sally put her hands on her brother's legs, just above his knees.  She
slowly leaned forward, sliding her hands up his thighs and over his
hips.  She used her tongue to bathe his hot tool, starting at his balls
and licking to the head.  Tom's penis jumped as her hot tongue wet the
purple head.  She sucked the rubbery end into her mouth and stabbed the
tiny slit with the very tip of her tongue.  He moved his hips off the
bed and slid his tool into her mouth.  Sally swirled her tongue around
the rubbery head and sucked gently.  She moved her head up and down on
the firm shaft.

Sally could feel the coolness of the air on her crotch as it mixed with
her wet pussy.  She removed her head from Tom's penis and pulled her
soaked panties off.  She spun around and offered her pussy to her
brother.

Tom grabbed her buttocks and pulled her hairless slit to his extended
tongue.  He snaked it into her wet hole and covered her lips with his
mouth.  He could taste the sweetness of her free running fluids.  He
stabbed at the hard hooded button and sucked it between his lips.

Tom could barely keep her clit between his lips as she ground herself
into his face.  She began to slowly use her hand to cover the distance
between her brother's balls and penis head.  She saw a drop of fluid
form at the slit and she quickly wiped it away with her lips, coating
them with the salty secretion.  Again she engulfed him in her hot mouth
and moved her sticky lips over the hard flesh.

When she felt his penis begin to pulse, she quickly removed her mouth
and hand.  She sat up and watched his manhood stand proudly from his
crotch, twitching and jerking in time with his heartbeat.

Sally placed her hands on her breasts and rubbed them.  She pinched her
nipples and pulled them away from the twin mounds.  She could feel the
electrical connection between her nipples and her brother's tongue as it
probed her clit.  Sally felt her orgasm building in her belly.  She
could feel the walls of her vagina contracting, gripping Tom's tongue
when he moved it from her clit and pushed it into her.  She released the
hard nipples from between her fingers and thumbs, rose up off her
brother's face, turned around and stretched out over his body, pressing
her lips to his.  Two overheated teens traded each other's tastes, their
tongues licked over the others lips and darted in and out of open
mouths.

Sally rubbed her wet pussy on her brother's hard penis, coating it with
her juices.  Tom gripped his sister's buttocks, pulling her against him
as he gyrated his hips to match her movements.  She felt the end of the
hot tool rub her clit, bringing her back to the edge of her orgasm.  She
and her brother moved wildly, slamming their sex together.

Sally rose slightly and moved, causing her brother's penis to push at
her opening.  He felt the wet heat that his sister emitted and bounced
his hips up, causing his penis to slide through the folds of her soft
vaginal lips, but miss its mark.  She continued to rub her clit on the
slick shaft that was trapped between them.  She rose up again and moved
against the end of Tom's penis.  The satiny head poked around in the
folds of flesh that guarded Sally's tight entrance.  The two teens
shifted and pushed in an attempt to align themselves.  For the second
time in as many tries, his penis missed and was again trapped between
them.

The fevered pace of the two siblings efforts was more than Tom could
bear.  He felt his balls tighten and the rush of his semen traverse
through his shaft.  Sally felt Tom rubbing faster against her and the
familiar pulse of his ejaculating penis.  She felt his body stiffen and
jerk uncontrollably.  The young girl instinctively wrapped her legs
under her brother's and pulled him close.  She could feel his hot cum
squirting between them and coat their bellies.  Sally let go, rubbing
her clit on the hardness of her brother's penis, bringing herself to an
orgasm.  She felt her vagina quiver as the waves of pleasure traveled
the length of her body.  She could feel her juices flow and mix with her
brother's discharge.  The two teens bucked and pressed against each
other in an attempt to find a closeness they had never felt before.
Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through the two teens as they ground
their entire bodies together, sliding easily on the sweat-covered skin
of the other.

The spasms began to subside.  Exhausted, Sally collapsed on her
brother.  She lay quietly returning to her normal state.  Tom stroked
his sister's hair and held her close.  The two teens were completely
engrossed in the afterglow of their sexual encounter.  Sally rolled off
Tom and lay next to him for a moment.  The two watched as the other's
heavy breathing caused their chests to rise and fall.  Tom and Sally
were still touching as they lay side by side, feeling the heat of their
bodies.

Sally got up, went to the bathroom, and wet a washcloth in warm water.
Sally returned to the bedroom and used the cloth to wipe away the sticky
cum that was smeared over her brother's stomach and flaccid penis.  She
bent over, took the soft flesh into her warm mouth, and sucked gently.
Sally could feel Tom's penis stir as she lifted her head and released
it.  She walked back into the bathroom and cleaned herself.

When she returned to the bedroom, Tom was still laying on his back.  She
sat on he edge of the bed and ran her fingertips over his chest.  She
leaned over, kissed him deeply, and whispered "thank you" into his ear.
Tom looked deep into his sister's eyes, and forced a smile.  He pulled
her to him and held her tight.

Tom kissed Sally on the forehead and said, "Sorry."

Sally nodded, sat up, and found her panties.  She pulled them over her
legs and stood to pull them up.  She reached over Tom, picked up her
nightshirt, and slipped her arms through the short sleeves.

Tom, watching his sister button the shirt, grabbed his shorts and pulled
them on.  Sally sat down next to her big brother and leaned against
him.  He put his arms around her and held her.  She looked at him and
said, "That was hot!  You know we almost did it!"

Tom shook his head and asked, "Are you sorry that we went that far?"

Sally thought for a moment and took her brother's cheeks in her hands.
She looked into his eyes and said, "Not at all.  I am kind of sorry that
we didn't do it."

She kissed him, stood up, took his hand, and pulled him to his feet.
She put her arm around his waist and guided him to her door.  Before
opening the door, she kissed her brother again.

Tom reached for the knob and turned it to open the door.  As he stepped
into the hall, Sally said, "Maybe next time."

Tom smiled at his little sister and said, "I wish I could stay and sleep
with you."

Sally smiled back at him and repeated, "Maybe next time."

She watched her brother cross the hall and go into his room.  She pushed
her door closed and went to her bed.  Sally turned off the light and
pulled the covers over her.  She could still smell the aroma of their
encounter as she drifted to sleep.

                                                       <continued>

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