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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 18 (MF, mf, oral, inc, con)
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DISCLAIMER:

This is a copyrighted work and the intellectual property of the author.
Any reposting or reproduction is strictly prohibited without the express
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,
go no further.

The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com


"The Lottery" - Part 18 (MF, mf, oral, inc, con)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex.


Sally awoke the next morning when she felt someone gently shaking her
shoulder.  She opened her eyes and saw her brother standing over her.
He looked down on his sister, watching as she came out of her sound
sleep.

Tom asked her, "How are you this morning?"

Sally rubbed her eyes and rolled from her side to her back.  "Kind of
sore."  The young girl sat up and stretched her arms over her head,
groaning as her over-worked muscles strained.

"I hope it is from exercising and not from last night."

Sally smiled at her older brother.  "Oh... it's definitely from the
workout!"

Tom watched his sister standup and head towards the bathroom.  His eyes
were fixed on her bottom as she walked slowly away from him.  "You'd
better hurry, it's after six, and we don't want to be late for school."
Sally formed a circle with her thumb and forefinger and held it over her
head indicating that she understood.

As Tom walked to his sister's bedroom door, he watched her remove her
silky nightshirt and drop it on the floor with her back to him.  She
looked over her shoulder, and smiled as she hooked her thumbs in the
thin waistband of her panties and lowered them.  Tom left her room,
pulling her door closed behind him.

Sally turned on the shower and stepped in.  She stood and let the hot
water cascade over her head and down her body.  The girl wished she had
more time to spend in the pulsating spray, but knew she had to shower
quickly.  She moved through her morning routine in record time, choosing
to wear her hair in a ponytail rather than spend the additional time
required to style it.  Sally dressed in her school clothes and gathered
her things.  She went downstairs and joined her brother for breakfast.

The two siblings told their parents goodbye and left for school.  Sally
sat quietly in the front seat of the car as her brother drove to the
academy.  She was deep in her thoughts as he pulled into the parking lot
and selected a space.  Tom turned off the ignition and opened his door.

As he began to step out, Sally said, "Tom...I really wanted to last
night.  Do you think I am bad for wanting to have sex with you?

Tom felt his penis jump at his sister's statement.  He sat back into the
seat and looked at his younger sister.

"Sally, I really wanted to do it too.  I don't think you are bad for
wanting to have sex... and I don't think I am bad either."

Tom reached over, took his sister's small hand in his, and held it
firmly.  The two sat for a few minutes, then Tom released her hand and
got out of the car.  Sally opened her door and stepped out into the cool
morning air.

Tom heard Jack call his name and walked over to meet his cousin.  The
two boys walked towards the buildings, talking about their upcoming
fishing trip.  Kim walked next to Sally, and talked about the birthday
dinner and the gifts.  Kim noticed that her cousin seemed reserved and
asked, "What's up with you today?"

"I need to talk to you.  Can I come over after school?"

Kim looked puzzled.  She turned to Sally and said, "Sure... what's the
matter?"

"Nothing is wrong, I just need to talk and this is not a good time or
place."

Kim and her cousin went into the building and to their first class.  For
the remainder of the day, the two girls went from class to class,
picking up books and homework assignments.

At lunch the two teens met up with Megan and Angela.  The four girls sat
at the same table and talked about the first full day of school.  They
discussed boys, Angela telling them the best guys to date.  The girls
talked and laughed until the bell sounded, announcing the end of the
lunch period.

Kim and Sally told their new friends goodbye and went off to their next
class.  As they walked down the hall, Kim said, "Do you think we should
invite them over to my house this Saturday?  We could go swimming and
maybe get to know them better."

Sally said, "That sounds great, I will see Angela next hour and ask
her."  The girls went into their classroom and took their assigned
seats.

Kim and her cousin had different classes the last two hours.  They
didn't see each other until they met in the parking lot at the end of
the day.  Sally told Kim that she had talked with Angela and the two
girls would like to come over.

Kim said, "I will clear it with my mom... but I don't think there will
be any problem."

The two girls agreed to meet at Kim's house after Sally went home and
changed.  They got into the cars with their brothers and left the
school's parking lot.

Kim and Jack talked about school on the ride home.  Kim asked her
brother, "So Jack, have you met any cute girls yet?"

Jack looked at her and replied, "None as cute as you!"

Kim could feel her face warm at her brother's statement.  Jack was
pulling into the driveway when Kim cleared her throat and said, "You are
so sweet Jack, but I am your little sister."

Jack parked the car and got out.  He leaned down and stuck his head into
the car, "I don't care if you are my sister.  I still think you are the
cutest and sexiest girl in the school."

He stood up, closed his door, and went into the house before Kim could
respond.

Kim sat in the car mesmerized by her older brother's comment.  She
carefully replayed the words in her mind.  Could it be that her brother
thought of her as more that just his kid sister?  Could he have the same
kind of feelings that Kim felt for him?  Was all of this just a silly
infatuation or was there more?

Kim slowly got out of the car and went into the house.  She stopped in
the kitchen to look for her brother.  Looking around, she could see that
no one was in the room.  She spotted a note on the small bulletin board
next to the telephone.  She read that her parents had some errands to
run and they would be home for dinner.  She went up to her room and set
her books on her desk.  She looked at her brother's closed bedroom door
and considered knocking on it.  The young girl decided against it and
began to remove her school clothes.  She carefully hung the long skirt
and blazer in her closet.  She removed her white shirt, decided she
could get another day out of it, and placed it on a hanger.

Kim looked at herself in her mirror.  She liked the way the new
underwear looked on her.  She removed the white camisole and folded it
neatly.  She removed her bra and put it into her drawer with her others,
selecting a black replacement.  The white panties were tossed in the
laundry basket and a pair of black bikini panties replaced them.  She
picked out a dark blue sweater and denim mini skirt and slipped them on.

Kim sat at her desk and took out her math book.  She opened the book to
the proper page and started to work on the next day's assignment.  She
was completing the last problem when she heard her door open.  Sally
came in and sat on her cousin's bed.

Finishing her work, Kim put her school things away and joined Sally on
the bed.  "So what's up?"

Sally turned to Kim, pulling one leg under her.  She was wearing a pair
of jeans and a ribbed top.  She fidgeted, looking at her hands, avoiding
her cousin's eyes.  Finally Sally looked up at Kim.  "We almost did
it."  Kim looked at her cousin with a bewildered expression.

"Who almost did what?"

Sally pulled her other leg onto the bed and tucked it under her.  She
told Kim about her brother coming to her room and rubbing the ointment
into her sore muscles and the sex that followed.

"I tried to get his penis to go in, but I couldn't do it before he
came."

"What was it like Sally?  Did you get off?"

Sally smiled at Kim.  "It was great!  I couldn't believe how good it
felt to have his cock between my legs."

Kim was a little shocked at her cousin's use of the word cock to
describe her brother's penis.

"Was it an accident...or did you plan for it?"

"It started out with Tom just helping me to relieve my soreness.  As he
rubbed the stuff on me I got turned on and wanted to cum.  I didn't
really think about screwing him until I was so hot I could barely stand
it.  When I felt him between my legs, I decided to go all the way."

Kim was getting a little turned on by her cousin's account of the
encounter with Tom.  She thought about what her own brother had said in
the car.  She tried to imagine doing the things Sally described with
Jack.  Kim shifted on the bed, pulling her foot up so it would rub her
tingling vagina.  Sally was talking to Kim, but she was lost in her own
thoughts.

"Kim" her cousin said, "Are you still here?"  Sally could see the girl
gently rocking against her foot.

Kim snapped back to the present.  "Sorry, my mind was wandering."

Sally reached over and lifted the hem of her cousin's mini skirt.  She
could see Kim's foot pressed into her crotch.

"Does my story turn you on?"

Kim giggled, "Yes.  I was just thinking about what it must have been
like."

Sally slid her hand up Kim's leg, resting it tight against her
panty-covered sex.  She could feel her cousin's moisture through the
thin black material.  She hooked her finger into the leg opening and
touched Kim's bare flesh, causing the girl to jump.  She stroked the
moist slit slowly, bumping into the little clit hidden in the folds of
her vaginal lips.

"It is like nothing I have ever felt.  I don't think I have ever been so
turned on.  It was all in slow motion, like a movie."

As she talked, Sally pushed her finger into the warm cavern of Kim's
vagina, and stroked in and out slowly.  Kim spread her legs to give her
cousin more access.  When Sally pressed her thumb against her clit, Kim
came with a shuddering orgasm.

Sally removed her hand and Kim stood up, reached beneath her short
skirt, and removed her panties.

"I don't want to get them soaked."

Kim hid the panties under the covers in case anyone happened to walk
in.  "Where are our brothers anyway?"

"Tom wanted to go the camera store.  I think Jack went with him."

The two girls talked about having Megan and Angela over on Saturday and
school.

Tom and Jack were standing at the counter in the camera store.  The
sales clerk was showing Tom the newest Nikon auto focus camera and
explaining its features.  He asked Tom what type of photography he was
interested in.  Tom told the man that he liked to take pictures of
scenery and that he and Jack fished and would like to take shots of
their catches.  The clerk set out a couple of zoom lens and a flash
unit.

Jack said, "Well, are you going to get it?"

Tom picked up the camera and pointed it at the window.  He pressed the
shutter release and the motorized unit clicked away.  Tom handed the
camera back to the man.  "I'll take it all."

The salesman started to fill out the paper work while Tom and Jack
looked at the accessories available.  Tom selected a tripod and a camera
bag.  He added the items to the growing pile of equipment on the
counter.  Tom was all smiles as he watched the man record the serial
numbers of the camera body and the three lenses he had selected.  Two of
the lenses were zoom, a 28 - 80mm and a 70 - 250mm, the fixed lens was a
standard 50mm.

The sales clerk handed Tom the bill listing all the equipment and he
compared it to the items on the counter.  Satisfied everything matched,
he handed the man his credit card.  The clerk asked for his
identification and compared the photo on Tom's driver's license to the
young man.  He flipped the credit card over and matched the signatures.

"Is everything alright?"  Tom asked.

"Yes, it seems to be.  It's not often we get someone your age in here
buying this type of professional equipment.  With credit card fraud as
bad as it is, we can't be too careful."

The man went to the register to complete the sale.  He handed Tom the
slip to be signed and compared the signature to the one on the back of
the card.  While he put the equipment into large bags, the clerk asked
Tom if he planned to do any darkroom work.  Tom said that he might after
he learned to use the new camera.

The two boys carried the bags out to the car and headed home.  As they
drove Tom chattered about his new things and the pictures he was going
to take.  He told Jack that he would bring the camera on Saturday and
maybe he could get some good pictures on the lake.

Jack laughed at his cousin's excitement.  "If it was a little warmer,
you could get some great pictures out there."

Tom thought about Jack's comment then joined the laughter, realizing his
cousin was referring to the girls on boats.  "Well there is always next
year!  Maybe by then I will have a long telephoto lens."

Tom and Jack went to Tom's house and took the new things up to his
room.  Tom pulled the items out of the bags and arranged them on his
bed.  The new Nikon came with a video that explained its operation.  The
boys took the tape, and the camera down to the family room.  Tom put the
tape into the machine and started it.

Jack watched Tom as he viewed the tape and compared the things it
explained to his new camera.  Tom had paused the tape and was pushing
the buttons on the camera, changing the program when Jack said, "Tom,
I'm going to go home and do my homework.  I will see you tomorrow."

Tom looked up.  "OK, see you tomorrow."

Jack left and drove the two blocks to his house and parked the car in
the garage.  He went in and walked into the kitchen.  Jack opened the
refrigerator and looked for something to eat.  He removed a container
and sat at the counter, eating leftover chicken.

Sally and his sister came downstairs and into the kitchen.  Kim said,
"Hi Jack.  When did you get home?"

Jack answered with his mouth full, "A few minutes ago.  I went with Tom
to get his new camera."

Sally said, "Tom said he was going to get one.  Is it nice?"

Jack looked up at Sally.  "It's the best!"

Kim told Jack she was going to walk Sally home and she would be back
soon.  Jack said.  "Ok," still eating the cold chicken.

The two girls went out the back door and walked down the driveway.  Don
and Marge were turning in the drive as the teens reached the street.
Marge rolled down her window and asked, "Where are you two headed?"

"I am going to walk Sally home.  I will be back for dinner."

Marge told the girls to be careful and rolled up her window as Don
continued up the driveway.

Kim and Sally walked along the deserted road.  The sun was going down
and a cool breeze rustled the leaves of the trees that lined the sides
of the road.  Kim felt the cool air on her bare legs and realized she
had failed to put her panties back on.  She looked behind her to make
sure they were alone.

"Hey Sally, look at this."

When Sally looked at Kim, she lifted her skirt, revealing her nudity.
Sally giggled at her cousin.  "You are so bad.  What if the wind blows
your skirt up?"

Kim thought for a moment and replied, "Well if it does and it is just
us, it's no big deal.  If there is someone watching, they get a show."

The two young girls laughed out loud and continued to walk towards
Sally's house.

As the girls walked up to the back of the house, they saw a bright flash
come from the family room window.  They went in the back door and walked
into the family room.  Tom was pointing his new camera at the various
objects in the room, snapping pictures.

Sally said, "Hi Tom.  Is that your new camera?"

"Yes," he pointed the camera at his sister and cousin.  Sally quickly
put her left hand on her hip and her right behind her head, striking a
pose.  The bright flash went off in the girl's eyes.  Kim grabbed the
hem of her short skirt and pulled it away, curtsying to her cousin.  Tom
snapped another picture of the girls.

Kim said to Tom, "Show me how it works and I will take one of you and
Sally."

Tom showed Kim how to look through the viewfinder and which button to
push.  He went to his sister's side and stood next to the teen.

Kim looked through the lens at them.  "Come on you two, act like you
like each other."

Sally put her arm around her brother's waist and Tom put his over her
shoulder.

Kim said, "That's better!"  And snapped the photo.

Kim handed the camera back to Tom and looked into his eyes.  Tom took
the new camera from his cousin and glanced at his sister.

Kim said, "I have to be going, I don't want to walk home in the dark."

Tom asked, "Do you want me to drive you home Kim?"

"No, I think I will walk."

Marc and Anne came into the room just as Kim was leaving.  Anne said,
"Hi Kim, how are you tonight?"

"Just fine, I am going home to do my homework."

Anne asked, "Do you want a ride?"

"No thank you.  I want to walk."

Kim's Aunt looked at the teen and said, "Well OK, but you call us as
soon as you get home."  She agreed to call and walked out the backdoor.

Marc asked his son to show him the new camera.  Tom and his dad sat on
the couch.  Tom showed his dad all of the features of the new unit.  He
let Marc look through the viewfinder and take a couple of shots of Anne
and Sally.  Anne listened to her son's excitement as he kept repeating
himself.  She said to Tom and Sally, "You two need to go and do your
homework.  I am going to fix dinner."  Sally and her brother agreed and
headed upstairs.

"Hey kid," Tom said as he followed his sister up the stairs, "you want
me to take some nudes of you?"

Sally looked over her shoulder and considered her brother's offer.  When
she realized that he had to have the film developed at a photo processor
she said, "No, I don't want the people that develop them to see me
naked."

Tom thought about her answer.  "Oh...I see what you mean.  I don't want
them to see you either."

Tom decided that he was going to talk to his dad about setting up a
darkroom.  Maybe his sister would agree to pose if he could process his
own film.

Tom and Sally went into their rooms and started to do the night's
assignments.  Tom found it hard to study, thinking about his cute sister
in a bevy of sexy positions.  He even thought about asking Kim if she
would like to join in.  As he thought about the possibilities, he had an
idea.  He walked over to his sister's room, knocked lightly, and opened
the door.  Sally was at her desk reading her history book.

"Sally, how about in your bikini or underwear."

Sally looked up from her book and at her brother.  "Maybe, now go do
your homework or dad will take that thing away."

Tom pulled her door closed and returned to his room, encouraged by her
answer.

Sally hesitated before resuming her studies and thought about her
brother's suggestion.  She imagined herself dressed in her skimpiest
lingerie, posing for her brother's camera.  She also thought about Kim
and the fun the two of them could have at a photo shoot.  The ringing of
her telephone snapped Sally back to reality.  She picked up the handset
and said "hello."

It was Kim letting her know she had arrived home safe.  Sally talked
with her cousin for a few minutes then popped the question.

"Kim, Tom wants to know if I would pose in my bikini and underwear for
him.  I told him maybe, then I thought about you and the fun we could
have.  What do you think?"

Kim was silent for a moment.  "It might be fun, I will have to think
about it."

The girls finished their conversation and hung up.  Sally went back to
her book and studied until her mom called her for dinner.

Kim went up to her room and thought about her cousin's request.  She
went to her desk and removed the small digital camera she had used on
vacation.  She turned on her computer, connected to camera to the proper
port, and downloaded the contents onto her hard drive, opened the photo
editor and began to view the images.  She came to the set of pictures of
her and Sally on the boat, topless and holding the large fish.

Kim studied each shot, thinking of the fun the four teens had had on
that trip.  She minimized the screen and went to Jack's door.  Kim
didn't knock and walked in.  Jack was lying on his bed reading his
English book.

"Jack, come and see what I have on the computer."

Jack set down the book and followed his little sister into her room.
She clicked on the icon that displayed the picture of her and Sally,
holding a fish, topless.  She showed him the rest of the photos of the
fishing trip.  Jack stood behind his sister's chair, resting his hands
on its back.  Kim absentmindedly pulled her legs up and crossed them
under her.  As she made the adjustment, her skirt rose, revealing her
panty-less crotch.  Jack noticed her.

"When did you stop wearing underwear?"

Kim blushed, realizing that she hadn't thought to put her panties back
on.  She stared at the screen and said, "Sorry, I forgot I didn't have
them on."

Jack finished looking at the photos.  "Well you had better put them on
before mom finds out."

Kim nodded her head in agreement, got up from the chair, and went to her
bed.  She reached under the blanket and retrieved the black panties she
had hidden there.  Jack watched as Kim stepped into the small panties
and pulled them up.  She adjusted them and dropped her skirt.

"There, is that better?"

Jack smiled.  "No, but it will have to do."  The siblings laughed and
returned to the computer.

Jack asked to see the picture of Kim when she was fighting the fish with
one breast exposed.  She brought up a page of thumbnails and clicked on
the photo.  Jack looked at the picture carefully and said, "You sure
look sexy with one of your boobs hanging out."

Kim giggled at her brother.  "Do you really think so?"

Jack put his hands on top of his sister's shoulders, turned her to him,
and replied softly,
"Yes I do."

Kim stared into her brother's eyes, and then directed her gaze to his
crotch.  She could see his swollen penis pointing down his right pant
leg.  She reached out, ran her fingers over the lump, and felt it jump.
"Isn't that uncomfortable?"

Jack turned away, reached into his pants, and adjusted himself.  He
turned back to his sister.  "Yes it was."  Again the two giggled and
Jack left to finish his homework.

Before he reached Kim's door she said, "Jack can I talk to you for a
minute?"

Jack leaned in the open doorway.  "Sure Kim.  What's on your mind?"

Kim spun her desk chair around and faced her brother.  Her short denim
skirt was hiked up on her legs giving Jack a view of her now panty
covered crotch.  She made no effort to conceal herself from her
brother's stare.

"Sally called and asked if I wanted to pose for Tom in my bikini."

Jack looked at his sister's face.  "So?"

"Well...she said he wanted to take pictures of she and I in our
underwear too."

Jack had a confused look on his face.  "Do you want to have him take
your picture like that?"

"I kind of think it would be fun, but I just wanted to know if it was
alright with you?  And if you would be there, if I decide to do it?"

Kim's words weren't sinking in for her brother.  He wondered why she was
asking his permission to do this.

"Kim, if you want to have your picture taken with Sally, go ahead.  I
don't know what I have to do with it."

Just as the words left his mouth, it dawned on him exactly what his
little sister was trying to say.  He saw a frown begin to form on her
cute face and quickly added, "If you do, I insist that I am with you."

Kim's frown turned into a big smile.  She jumped out of her chair and
ran to her big brother, throwing her arms around his neck.  She hugged
him and said, "Thank you, I wouldn't have done it if you weren't there."

Jack hugged the young girl, feeling her breasts press into his chest.
He kissed her quickly on the forehead and let her go.  "I have to finish
my homework, I will talk to you later."  Jack left her room and returned
to his.

Kim went back to her desk, took out her schoolwork, and began to study.
She was finishing up when she heard her mom call her name.  Marge walked
into her room and told her that dinner was ready.

"I will be down in a minute, I have to put these things away."

"Ok, but hurry, I don't want the food to get cold."

Kim put her books away.  Her mom went to Jack's room to tell him about
dinner.

The family sat at the dining room table enjoying the roast beef dinner
Marge had prepared.  Kim asked, "Mom, would it be alright if Sally and I
had our big sisters from school over this Saturday?"

Marge looked up from her plate.  "Of course you can, Jack and Tom are
going fishing, and dad is going to play golf with Uncle Marc."

"Thanks, what are you going to do on Saturday?"

Marge smiled and thought about her daughter's request.  "Your aunt and I
were planning to go to the mall and to a craft show.  Why, would you
rather I stayed home?"

Kim shook her head no and returned to her dinner.

After the family had finished their meal, Kim helped her mom clear the
table.  Don and Jack went into the family room to watch television.

"Kim," Marge said, loading the dishes into the dishwasher.  "Why don't
you have Sally spend the night on Friday?  That way you two can clean up
the pool area before your friends arrive."

Marge finished putting the dishes into the machine and added, "I will
pickup some snacks and sodas for you tomorrow.  Is there any thing
special you want?"

"No, just some chips and stuff will be fine."

Kim and her mom went into the family room to join Don and Jack.  The two
men were watching a movie on one of the cable channels.  Marge sat next
to her husband on the couch.  "What are you watching?"

Don rested his hand on her knee and replied, "I'm not sure, it had
already started."

Jack was sitting in a recliner watching the movie.  Kim sat on the floor
and rolled onto her stomach, rested her elbows on the floor and put her
chin in her upturned hands.  She bent her legs at the knee and pointed
her feet towards the ceiling.

The four of them watched the action on the large screen.  A man and
woman walked into a room and began to kiss passionately.  Kim watched as
the man's hands roamed over the woman's body.  He was dressed in a suit
and she in a black dress that stopped about four or five inches above
her knees.  The couple on the screen broke their kiss and the man
stepped back a little.

The woman reached up to the top of her head and removed the clip that
held her hair.  She shook her head and her long brown hair cascaded down
over her shoulders.  Her hands went to her lover's waist and she slid
them up his sides under the suit coat he wore.  When she reached his
neck, her fingers loosened then removed his tie.

The man wrapped his arms around her back and lowered the zipper of her
dress.  He moved his hands to her shoulders and slowly pushed the
material off her shoulders and down her arms.  Once past her breasts,
the dress free fell to the floor and she stepped out of it.  Kim heard
her brother, who was seated directly behind her, take a deep breath as
the woman stood in front of the man dressed in her lingerie and high
heels.

Kim looked at the woman's sexy undergarments.  Her breasts were held in
place by a black bra, a black garter belt circled her narrow waist, with
thin black suspenders that ran down her legs to the lace tops of her
dark stockings.  Her panties were black satin with two triangles of
glossy fabric held by a lace waistband.  As the woman moved back into
the man's arms, Kim looked back at her brother.

Jack was staring at the sexy images on the television, his mouth half
open.  Kim glanced at her parents who were also absorbed by the couple's
actions.  She turned her head back to Jack and caught his eye.  This
time he was looking at her.  She looked back at her parents then quickly
moved her hand to the hem of her skirt and pulled it away from her legs,
giving her brother a view of her own black panties.  Kim looked back at
her brother and dropped the material.

Jack blushed and returned his attention to the movie.  The man reached
between the woman's breasts and unhooked her bra.  The scene changed and
showed the couple in a bed covered by a sheet.  They both looked
exhausted from their implied lovemaking.

Marge had caught her daughter's teasing out of the corner of her eye.
She smiled to herself, remembering the times she would entice her own
brother.  Her mind drifted to her teenage years and an incident that
happened just a few days after prom night.

                                                         * * * *

Marge had arrived home from school and was having a snack when she heard
her brother come in the front door.  He walked into the kitchen, went to
the refrigerator, and removed the carton of milk.  Not bothering with a
glass, he opened the cardboard container and drank directly form it.
She watched as he swallowed several mouthfuls of the cold white liquid,
noticing a trickle of the milk run out of the side of his mouth and down
to his chin.

Marge couldn't help but think about her own mouth and her brother's cum
as the liquid formed a large droplet at the edge of his jaw, and then
fell to the tiled floor.  He returned the milk to the refrigerator,
closed the door, and finally realized he was not alone.

"You are such a slob," she said as he wiped his mouth with the back of
his hand.

"So?  What's up?"

Marge finished her chips and stood up, rinsed her glass, and set it in
the sink.

"Nothing much, I just got home myself."

Marge, still in her school clothes, was dressed in a white button down
silk blouse, a tight navy-blue knit mini skirt, and white thigh-high
stockings.  He was in jeans and a pullover sweatshirt.

Marge looked at him as he bent at the waist and rummaged through the
cupboard looking for something to eat.  Her eyes were affixed to his
narrow, but firm butt, covered by the faded jeans.  Her eyes traced down
his thighs and then back up.  She brushed him lightly as she walked
past, on her way to the living room.

Marge picked up her latest issue of a teen magazine and walked to the
couch.  She tucked her left leg under her as she sat down, her right
thigh rested on its calf, gently swinging from side to side.  Leaning
back, she flipped through the pages of the thin book.  She found a short
story about dating and began to read it.  Her position caused the thin
silk material of her blouse to strain against her ample breasts.  At
sixteen, her C cup breasts were larger than most of the other girls in
her class.

Marc walked into the living room and sat in an over-stuffed chair that
sat angled from the couch and provided an unobstructed view of the
television in the corner.  He set his plate on the small table that
separated the chair from the couch, went to the TV, and turned it on.
He looked at Merge as he returned to the chair and picked up the plate.

"Where is mom?"

Marge looked up from her magazine.  "She went shopping and is going to
meet dad after he gets out of work.  They are going to dinner and to a
movie with the Simons."

Marc grunted his acknowledgment and took a large bite of his sandwich.

Marge watched her brother as his attention shifted from the television
show to her.

Pretending to be reading her article she realized that, in her position,
her blouse was gaping between the buttons and giving her brother's eyes
access to the side of her bra covered breast.  She began to swing her
right leg a little harder, causing her tight skirt to ride higher on her
thigh.  After a few minutes of the amplified movement, her skirt was
high enough to reveal the bare skin above her thigh high stockings.
Marc shifted in his chair in order to improve his angle and view.

Marge was enjoying the reactions of her brother.  She took one hand away
from the magazine and in a seemingly unmindful manner, began to play
with the top button of her blouse.  She unbuttoned, and then re-buttoned
it several times, leaving it open as she moved her hand away to turn a
page.

The sixteen-year-old girl began to feel a bit more brazen.  She
straightened her legs, swung them onto the couch, and lay down with her
head towards her brother.  She pulled her feet close to her butt, her
knees pointing up.  Marge rolled one side of her magazine under the
other to allow her to hold it comfortable with one hand.  Her free hand
returned to her blouse and resumed the manipulation of her button,
selecting the next one down.

Marc, knowing she couldn't see him, stared at her.  When she undid the
next button, he could see the top of her creamy white breasts and the
lace trimmed edge of her bra.  The impromptu show was having an effect
on him, he could feel his penis begin to grow and extend down his pants
leg.  Looking into his lap, he could see the outline of his erection, as
he became more and more rigid, he grew uncomfortable.  Marc picked up
his empty plate and walked to the kitchen.  He reached into the
waistband of his tight jeans and rearranged himself so his hard penis
pointed straight up.

Walking back into the living room, he noticed that her skirt had ridden
higher on her firm thighs, displaying a band of flesh above the tops of
her white stockings.  When he was midway between the door and the chair,
Marge looked away from her magazine and at her brother's crotch.  She
could see the bulge his erection made in the front of his jeans, her
eyes remained fixed on him.

"Got a problem there, big brother?"

Marc tried to force a smile to cover his embarrassment.  "Yes."

Marge swung her legs over the edge of the couch, making no attempt to
pull her skirt down, sat up and said, "come here."

Her brother walked over to her slowly.  When he was within reach, she
placed the palm of her hand over his penis.  Her blouse was open half
way to where it tucked into her skirt and her bra-covered breasts were
in clear view.  Marc looked at the soft flesh that was visible from his
standing position.  He shifted his eyes from her breasts to the hand
that rubbed over the front of his jeans.

Marge looked up into her excited brother's eyes, undid his belt, and
unbuttoned his jeans.  She lowered his zipper and worked the tight denim
pants down his hips, along with his underwear.

He stood in front of his sister, his jeans, and shorts around his knees,
and watched her take his penis in her hand.  She stroked it lightly,
running her thumb over the end, smearing the fluid that formed around
its velvety head.

Marge guided her brother to the couch and sat him down next to her.  She
stood up and with her eyes glued to his, finished unbuttoning her
blouse, removed the silk shirt and reached to her side, unfastened the
small hook on the waistband of her skirt, lowered the zipper and slid it
down her legs.

Marge knelt on the floor, removed his shoes, and pulled his jeans and
shorts over his feet.  Marc pulled his sweatshirt over his head and
tossed it on the floor.  Still in her white bra, blue panties and
stockings, she sat next to her brother.

Marge leaned closer to him, placed her head on his chest, and wrapped
her hand around his stiff member.  He put an arm around her shoulders
and stroked her back, his other hand rested on her leg, just above her
knee.  He stroked her leg slowly, feeling the sheerness of the white
nylon stockings.  His fingers ran softly over the elastic band that held
the stockings up.  His other hand moved from side to side along her bra
strap, searching for the hooks that would set her firm breasts free.

Marge watched his penis as her hand moved the skin up around the plum
shaped head and back down, revealing the ridge that separated it from
the hard shaft.

"It's in front," she whispered to her brother as he searched for her
bra's closure.

Marc slid the hand that stroked her leg up over her tummy and cupped her
breast.  He fumbled between the cups of the garment in an attempt to
expose his sister's breasts.

Marge, sensing her brother's frustration, moved her free hand up to her
chest.  She hooked her finger between the strained bra cups and with a
flick of her finger unhooked the garment.  The elastic of her bra caused
the cups to spring away from her breasts, freeing them to her brother's
eyes and hand.

Marc encompassed one of the firm mounds and squeezed.  While she was
slowly and gently stroking her brother's penis, he groped and mauled her
breast.  She reached up, took his wrist in her hand, and pulled it away
from her.

"Take your time and don't be so rough.  We don't have to hurry."

She returned his hand to her breast and he resumed his massaging, this
time much gentler.  He cupped her firm breast and ran his thumb over her
hardened nipple, sending a wonderful tingling to her vagina.  His free
hand was back at the top of her stocking, tracing the bare flesh between
her panties and her covered leg.  She parted her knees and scooted down,
encouraging him to move his hand higher.

Marge sucked in a deep breath and clutched his penis when her brother's
hand slid up her inner thigh and pressed against the damp crotch of her
panties.  She used her free hand to grab the blue fabric at her hip and
try to push away the barrier that kept her brother from touching her
sex.  Marc helped her, pulling at the other side of her panties,
together they slipped the covering away from her.  She raised her bottom
and the blue nylon panties slid down her legs to her ankles.  She kicked
them of and spread her legs for her older brother.

Marc ran his fingertips through the soft curly pubic hair that covered
her mound in a perfect triangle, he could feel the light wisps of hair
that grew along the edge of her puffy vaginal lips.  His fingers parted
her lips, as he moved them gently along the moist slit and pushed the
middle one into her.

Marge moved her hips against her brother's probing finger trying to get
it deeper inside her hot cavern.  While he moved his finger in and out
of her vagina at a steady pace, he rolled her nipple between his thumb
and index finger, switching his attention from one hard protrusion to
the other.

Marge increased the speed and pressure of the hand that was wrapped
around her brother's hot shaft.  She lowered her head, rubbing her cheek
down her brother's bare chest, opened her mouth and kissed him at the
base of his penis, trapping her head between his stomach and his hot
member.  She turned and covered the top of the hard flesh with her mouth
and used her tongue to coat it with saliva as she moved up and down its
length.

When she opened her mouth wide and engulfed him, Marc let out a moan.
Without removing him from her mouth, the two teens shifted around so
that Marc was lying on the couch with Marge on top of him.  Her head was
between his legs, her forearms resting on his thighs.  One of her small
hands encircled his penis, while her other hand cupped his balls.  She
rolled the firm orbs gently and moved her sucking mouth over his hard
tool, allowing the full length to slid down her throat several times.

Marc grabbed her buttocks and pulled her vagina to his mouth.  He licked
the outside of her lips and then pushed his tongue into her.  When his
tongue pressed against her hard clit she could feel the pulses in her
nipples.

Marge humped herself on her brother's face and drove her mouth down over
his penis.  She felt herself gag as the hot intruder pushed into her
throat.  The young girl fought off the reflex and pushed harder until
she felt his pubic hair against her chin and his balls against her
nose.  She used her hand to rub the fleshy sack over her face.

Marc reached under her and pushed two fingers into her vagina.  He
sucked and gently bit her blood-engorged clit as he moved his fingers in
and out of her hot wet hole.  Her vagina was secreting its lubricating
fluid over his hand and face.  He felt the soft walls of her sex grip
his fingers and her body shake as she reached her orgasm.  His own
release was close, as he felt her vagina contract and relax in wave
after wave of shuddering spasms.

Marge was out of her mind with pleasure.  She could feel her stomach
jump and the presence of her brother's fingers.  The overheated girl
lifted her head until only half of her brother's penis remained in her
sucking mouth.  He bucked his hips and tried to push himself back into
the tightness of her throat.

Marge wrapped her hand around the base of his piston to keep it from
going too deep.  She felt his balls draw up and the surge of cum pass
her fingertips, filling her mouth.  She sucked and swallowed as spurt
after spurt hit the back of her throat and dropped to her tongue.  She
collapsed onto her brother's hot body and held his penis in her mouth as
the last dribbles of the hot salty substance contacted her tongue.  When
the ejaculations stopped, she slowly licked around the silky head and
shaft, savoring her brother's flavor.

Exhausted, they remained still.  Marc's penis became flaccid in her warm
mouth, but she refused to remove it.  His labored breathing caused a
gentle breeze of warm air to cool her soaked crotch.

As they lay quietly, Marge moved her tongue gently over her brother's
limp organ.  She was breathing through her nose and waiting for her
heart rate to return to normal.  Neither of the teens said a word,
choosing to just glow in each other's warmth.

Soon Marge detected movement from the soft flesh she held between her
lips.  She sucked gently and increased her tongue's movement.  Slowly
her brother's soft flesh began to grow and become firm.  She engulfed it
entirely and continued her oral massage, waiting until it pressed
against the back of her throat before she released a portion of it.
Once it was at its full state of erection, Marge pulled her head slowly
up and off the member, causing a pop as it cleared her lips.

The young girl turned around and on her hands and knees, hovered over
her brother.  She bent down and touched his mouth with hers, parting her
lips, and extending her tongue.  She licked her juices from her
brother's face and then pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Marc could feel the slickness of her mouth and taste the salty
bittersweet remnants of his cum.  He sucked gently on her tongue and
moaned into her open mouth.

Marge reached between the two of them, wrapped her fingers around her
brother's penis and shifted it and herself until the blunt end of his
sex aligned with hers.  Holding him firmly, she lowered herself and felt
the firm organ penetrate her.  She removed her hand and moved slowly
down on him, impaling her vagina with the hard flesh.

For the second time in the teens' life they were coupled, this time with
a different partner.  Marge held still feeling the presence of her
brother, she liked the feeling of fullness the throbbing penis created
deep inside her.  She rose slightly, then slowly lowered herself.

While it was the second time she had a penis in her vagina, this time
was different.  There was no urgency to get done, no discomfort like the
first time, no steering wheel to get her foot caught in, no door handle
to poke into her back.  She thought, this is what intercourse is
supposed to be.

Marc could feel her move gently on him.  Her hot vagina gripped him
tightly and slid effortlessly on him.  He had only been in her for a
couple of minutes, but could already feel the churning that signaled his
climax.  He pushed up to meet her movements and attempted to match her
rhythm.  He looked up into her eyes then down to her swaying breasts.
His penis jumped inside her and he stiffened his legs.

Marge pushed down hard and rubbed her clit against his pubic bone in an
effort to reach her climax before Marc would empty his seed into her.
She looked at her brother's eyes and saw they were closed tightly.  She
could see that he was biting on his lower lip trying to hold out as long
as he could.  She wanted this to be good for her brother so she rose up
until only the head of his penis was still embedded in her and slammed
down.  She quickly repeated the action again and again.  Her brother was
moving his head from side to side and bouncing up to meet her hot
vagina.

Marge sat up and put one hand on her clit and the other on her breast.
She rubbed her clit, pinched, and pulled her nipple.  She continued to
bounce on her brother's hard penis as she brought herself close.  Marc
grabbed her hips and drove himself deep inside her, pushing her up and
down.  She felt her orgasm begin as Marc groaned and for the second time
tonight came in her.

Marc was spent and trying to calm down, but she continued to rub her
clit and nipple and bounce on his lap.  He reached out, seized her free
nipple, and pulled on it.  He felt her vagina grip his softening organ
and heard her moan as she reached her orgasm.

Once the convulsions deep within her stopped, she fell forward and
hugged her brother.  Again spent and exhausted, the two siblings lay
together.

After about ten minutes, Marge got up and sat on the edge of the couch,
still wearing her white thigh high stockings.  She reached to the floor,
picked up the blue panties, and pulled them on.  She gathered the rest
of her clothing and tucked them under her arm.  She looked down at her
brother, still flat on his back.  His penis, covered with their fluid,
lay against his leg.

Marge smiled at him and bent over, taking him into her mouth.  She
sucked the sticky substance from the soft flesh, savoring the taste of
their mixed secretion.

The teen stood up, smiled at her brother.  "I'm going to take a shower.
You want to wash my back?"

Marc smiled, picked up his things, and followed her to the bathroom.

                                                         * * * *

"Hey, are you still here?"  Don said to his wife.

Marge looked around and focused on the TV.  The credits were scrolling
on the screen.  She looked over to her children, still in the same
places they were when she took her trip down memory lane.  She glanced
at the clock.

"You kids go to bed now.  You have school in the morning."

Kim got up and kissed her mom and dad goodnight.

Jack said, "Goodnight, I will see you in the morning."

As Jack and Kim disappeared around the corner, Marge put her hand on
Don's leg and moved it up to his crotch.

"Would you like to soak in the hot tub for awhile?  She asked, rubbing
her husband's heavy genitals.

"Sure, what's gotten into you?"

She kissed him softly.  "You, I hope."

The two got up and went into the pool area.  Don turned on the hot tub
and watched as his wife removed her clothes.  He reached between her
legs and felt her dripping wet vagina.

Don started to remove his clothes and asked, "What the hell were you
thinking about?"

Marge reached for her husband's hand.  "Come in here and I will tell
you."

Marge picked up her husbands thick penis and started to massage it.

"Remember when I told you about the first time I fucked Marc?"

"Yes, is that what you were thinking about in there?"

His wife nodded yes and began to talk about her daydream.  Don felt his
penis growing in her hand and reached between her legs.  She spread her
knees apart and her husband pushed two fingers into her still hot pussy.

When Marge had finished her story she stood up and bent over the side of
the hot tub.  Don stood behind her and pushed his hard ten-inch cock
into her pussy, grabbed her shoulders and started to pump her.  She
reached between her legs, found her clit, and began to rub and pull it.

The pair continued their activity.  After about a half an hour, they
reached their orgasms together.  Marge turned around to clean her
husband's penis with her mouth.

After she had claimed the tasty juices, she said, "When we were the
kid's age, we could have done it four times by now."

Don laughed.  "Don't you remember?  We did."

The couple picked up their clothes, shut off the hot tub, and went to
bed.

                                                       <continued>

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