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Subject: {ASSM} Kathy Learns - Family Secrets "Chapter 9" (mf, mast, inc, con)
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DISCLAIMER:

This is a copyrighted work and the intellectual property of the author. 
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express written permission of the author.  (C)2003 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

Kathy Learns - Family Secrets

"Chapter 9" (mf, mast, inc, con)

When she woke up the next morning, Joanne crawled out of her bed, went 
to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face before going back to 
her room.  She opened one of the bags from her shopping trip and looked 
through it.  After finding a package of the white panties she bought, 
she pulled them out and ripped them open.  Joanne removed her nightgown 
and black panties, pulled on a pair of the white ones and opened the 
other bag.

Joanne took a cream-colored halter-top out of the bag, pulled off the 
tags and tied the thin string around her neck.  She reached behind her 
and buttoned the one large button that held it closed.  Looking in the 
mirror, she decided that not only was the new top comfortable, she liked 
the way it looked on her.  Taking a pair of bibs out of the closet, she 
pulled them on and left them folded at her waist.  She put on a flannel 
shirt, buttoned it and then finished putting on the overalls.

Knocking on her brother's door, Joanne called his name. When he didn't 
answer, she opened the door and looked in.  Rich was still sleeping, his 
back to her.  She went over to his bed and shook his shoulder.

"Wake up sleepyhead, time to get up."

Rich rolled onto his back, looked up at his sister's glowing face and 
smiled.  "Morning sis, what time is it?"

"Ten to six Rich."

"Okay, I'm up," he said as he flipped the covers off his body.

Joanne glanced down and saw his morning erection poking out through the 
fly in his boxers.  She giggled and quickly turned around, leaving the 
room.  She went down to the kitchen, sat down with her parents and took 
a drink of her juice.

"Good morning sweetie," her mom said.  "How was your day in Carson?"

"It was great mom, Rich and I had a real good time.  I found everything 
I was looking for at Wal-Mart."

Her mom smiled and said, "I see you even found some makeup."

Joanne thought for a second and realized she hadn't removed her 
eyeliner.  She glanced at her father and then back to her mom.

"I only bought eyeliner, mascara and some lip gloss.  Please don't be 
upset with me."

"I'm not Jo," her mom said and got up to cook her breakfast.

"Did your brother get the shotgun he wanted?"  Her father asked.

"I sure did sir," Rich said as he came into the kitchen.  "I got the 
eight seventy I wanted."

"That's a good pump gun son.  We'll have to shoot it this weekend.  Do 
you two remember that your mother and I have to go to Carson today?  We 
have some business there this afternoon and then I thought I'd take your 
mother out to dinner."

"Yes sir," Joanne said.  "I remember.  Will you be late?

"We shouldn't be too late," her mom answered. "Unless I can talk your 
father into a movie after dinner."

"We'll see Betty, we have a lot of hay to put into the loft this 
weekend," Seth said.

"Jo and I can take care of the hay dad, what we don't get done today, 
we'll do tomorrow," Rich said.

"Yeah dad, you can take mom to the movies," Joanne said, excided at the 
thought of being home alone with her brother.  "I know Rich and I can 
take care of the hay and other chores.  When was the last time you and 
mom had a night alone?"

Seth nodded and smiled at his young daughter.  He had already planned to 
take his wife to the movies after a nice dinner.  It had been a couple 
of years since the last time they did anything like this and he wanted 
to surprise her.

When his son got up from the table and headed for the back porch, Seth 
followed him.  Outside in the morning air, he stopped Rich and began to 
talk to him.

"I have a reservation at the motel in Carson Rich.  I plan on surprising 
your mom today.  Will you and your sister be okay home alone tonight?"

"Heck yes sir, we'll be fine.  You and mom have a great time."

"I left the phone number to the motel in the phone stand.  If you have 
any problems you call me."

Rich laughed and said, "What kind of trouble can there be dad?  Don't 
worry about us or the work, everything will be fine."

Joanne came out the backdoor and bounded down the stairs.  She called to 
the dog and the two of them ran to the barn.  The dog yapped as he ran 
along side Joanne and jumped against her leg.

Rich finished talking with his dad and walked across the damp grass to 
the barn.  He found his sister, helped her feed and water the animals 
and together they went to the upper level to begin stacking the bails of 
hay in the loft.

Pulling the block and tackle that hung from a rail at the ceiling of the 
barn into place, Rich attached the scissor like hay grip to a hook on 
the pulley.  The grip was designed to open when lowered onto a bail of 
hay and hold the bail when the rope was pulled.  Once the hay was at the 
proper height, he would have to pull it along the rail to the loft. 
Joanne's job was to help release the hay and send the grip back for 
another bail.

Rich dropped the hook onto the first bail and pulled it up from the rows 
of rectangular blocks of fresh hay.  He hoisted it up, pulled it over to 
the loft and lowered it as Joanne pulled it into the loft as far as she 
could.  Once the grip was freed, she yelled to her brother and he pulled 
it back for another bail.  The two siblings repeated the process, moving 
the bails one by one.

Rich was grabbing a bail when he heard the horn of the family car sound 
outside the barn.  He secured the rope, went to the door and pushed it 
open.  Joanne climbed down the ladder and went outside with her brother 
to see their parents off.

"You two behave," Betty called across the front seat of the car and out 
the open window on the driver's side.  "I want you kids to drink plenty 
of water today, it's going to be in the nineties later. I left a roast 
in the icebox, all you have to do is warm it in the oven."

"We'll be fine mom," Joanne said as she leaned in her father's window. 
"Go and have fun."

Joanne stepped back and Seth gave his son some last minute instructions. 
  He backed the car down the hill that led to the barn doors and drove 
out onto the road.  The two teens waved and Seth honked the horn as the 
car moved away with a cloud of dust swirling behind it.

Rich looked up at the sky, removed his cap and wiped his brow.  "Mom's 
right sis, it's going to be a scorcher today.  "We'd best get back to work."

They went back into the barn and Joanne climbed the ladder to the loft. 
  Rich watched her bottom move as she went up the rungs of the wooden 
ladder.  When she was in the loft, he untied the rope and began hoisting 
a bail.

They worked for another hour and then Joanne called down to her brother, 
"There's no more room Rich, we need to stack the hay up here."

Rich tied off the rope, climbed up into the loft and picked up the hay 
hooks.  He began moving the bails to the back of the loft, stacking them 
neatly.  Joanne helped by dragging the bails across the floor closer to 
her brother.  When the last of the twenty bails were stacked, the two 
sat down to rest.

Rich wiped the perspiration from his face and forehead with his bandana 
and stuffed it into his pocket.  He removed his shirt and pulled his 
bibs back up over his bare chest.  Joanne climbed down, grabbed the 
water jug and headed for the pump.  When she stepped into the sun, she 
felt the heat and humidity and wiped her face with the sleeve of her shirt.

Joanne lifted and lowered the pump handle until the cold well water 
began to flow out of the spigot.  She held her hand under the water and 
splashed some onto her face, feeling the cooling effect.  She filled the 
water jug, set it down and removed her shirt.  Placing her head under 
the pump's spout, she reached up and worked the handle. The cold water 
ran over the back of her head, wetting her hair.  Some of the water ran 
down her back and over her sides, drenching her upper body.  When she 
stood up, the water ran down and wet her underwear.

Picking up the water jug, she headed back to the barn.  She climbed up 
into the loft and handed the water to her brother.  Joanne pulled her 
wet hair into a ponytail and secured it with an elastic band she had in 
her pocket.

"What happened to you?"  Rich asked.  "You're all wet."

Joanne giggled and said, "I stuck my head under the pump.  It felt good 
and cooled me off."

Rich looked at his sister's wet overalls and hair.  When she turned 
sideways to him, he noticed her new halter-top.  The wet top clung to 
her body and defined the side of her breast.  Wet, the garment was 
translucent and Rich could see the edge of her areola.  He felt his 
penis begin to fill with blood as he thought about touching her at the 
drive-in.

"What the heck do you have on Jo?"

"It's called a halter-top, it's real comfortable and cool."

"I've never seen one before, it's looks strange."

Joanne lowered the top of her bibs and showed her brother the new top. 
She turned around to show him her bare back, and then back to face him. 
  Before she pulled her bibs back up, Rich stared at her chest.

Once she had the bibs in place, Joanne moved closer to her brother, bent 
over and tried to kiss him.  Before her lips could touch his, he turned 
his head and moved away.  Joanne looked into his eyes and tried once 
again to kiss him.

"Rich, what's wrong?  Don't you like kissing me?"

"Yes Jo, I do like kissing you...I like it too much.  You're my sister 
and we shouldn't be doing things like that."

"But last night you wanted to, didn't you?  Did I do it wrong or 
something?"  She asked as her eyes filled with tears.

"You did it right Jo, you're a great kisser, but it's still wrong. 
Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do things like that together."

Joanne sat next to her brother on the hay bail.  She was crying softly 
and confused.

"I know that we shouldn't be doing things like that Rich," She sobbed. 
"I know about incest, but after last night...well, I just thought things 
were different with us.  I...I thought you loved me."

Rich put his arm around her and pulled her to his side.  His hand 
touched the bare flesh below her short top and she leaned her head on 
his shoulder.  When she put her arm around her brother's waist, her 
breast pressed into his side.

"I do love you Jo.  You're my sister and I love you more than anything. 
  I'm afraid of what I might try to do to you if we start kissing, I'm 
afraid that I might hurt you or make you mad at me."

"I want to kiss you Rich, I wouldn't be mad at you.  I love you too and 
I want to make you happy," she said, and then whispered. "I want you to 
make out me like you did with Mary.  It was so nice kissing you last 
night.  When I went to bed I couldn't stop thinking about it."

Rich hugged his little sister, removed his hand and stood up.  "We'd 
better get back to work Jo.  We still have a lot of hay to move."

Joanne remained seated on the bail while her brother went down to the 
barn floor.  When she saw a bail swing into the loft, she got up and 
grabbed it.  She pulled the hay towards her, yelled to Rich and pulled 
the grip free when it hit the floor.

The two worked for another three hours, moving about a third of the 
bails from the barn floor into the loft.  When Rich and Joanne finished 
stacking the last of the most resent load, they both climbed down from 
the loft.

They hadn't said much to one another, other than what necessary to do 
the work.  Joanne still felt jilted by her brother and was having 
trouble understanding why.  She wanted to tell him that she really liked 
it when he rubbed her breast at the drive-in and that she knew he played 
with himself in the shower.  She wanted to feel his hands on her again 
and his lips on hers.  She wanted to touch his penis and watch it squirt.

When the two got to the back of the house, Rich sat down under a tree 
and Joanne went to the back porch.  She took off her bibs and went into 
the kitchen dressed in her panties and top like she had done for years. 
  She never thought about being dressed like that in front of her 
family.  Her mother wouldn't let her, her brother or father into the 
house with their work clothes on.  It seemed perfectly normal to be seen 
in their underwear.

While his sister prepared their dinner, Rich stretched out in the shade 
under the tree.  He closed his eyes and thought about the things his 
sister had said in the barn and the night before.  He tried to excuse 
his guilt by reminding himself that it was her idea to kiss, her idea 
for him to play with breasts, all her idea.  In reality, he knew that he 
enjoyed it and wanted to do it again,

Rich slipped his hand into overalls and down to his erect penis.  He 
wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft and rubbed it as he thought 
about his sister's soft breasts and hot kisses.  With his eyes closed, 
he thought about the sight of her bare bottom when she bent over at the 
porch.  He began to feel his balls tighten and knew that he would soon 
feel the pleasure of his release.

"Dinner's ready," Joanne called from the back porch, causing him to pull 
his hand out of his bibs and sit up.

Rich stood up and walked towards the picnic table, but his sister 
stopped him.

"Let's eat in the house Rich.  I already have the table set."

Rich went to the backdoor and began to remove his bibs.  When he stepped 
out of his dirty overalls, he realized that his penis was still erect. 
He glanced up and saw his sister standing at the top of the stairs in 
her top and panties, staring at the bulge in his boxers.

"Hurry, dinner will get cold," she said as she turned and walked away.

Rich took off his boots and went into the house.  He washed his hands in 
the sink on the porch, trying to will his erection down.  After 
splashing cold water on his face, he dried off and went into the kitchen 
and sat in his usual spot.  He watched as his sister moved around the 
kitchen, putting a platter with the meat, potatoes, and carrots on the 
table.  When she leaned over to put the platter down, her top gapped at 
the side and exposed her firm breast.  She hovered for several seconds 
before straitening up, knowing that he could see her breast.

While she was alone in the kitchen, Joanne decided that she wasn't going 
to take no for an answer.  She was going to do what ever she could to 
feel her brother's arms around her and his lips on hers.  While he was 
lying under the tree, she had watched him put his hand into his pants 
and knew what he was doing.  She hoped that he was thinking of her when 
he was playing with himself.  She too had touched herself while she 
watched her brother, wishing it were his hand instead of hers.

After putting the food on the table, Joanne sat in the chair normally 
used by her mom.  She knew that Rich would be able to see her better in 
the chair at the end of the table than if she sat across from him in her 
place.  Rising up and reaching in front of him, she picked up the 
platter and offered it to her brother.

Rich put some of the food on his plate and passed the platter to Joanne. 
  She took a little of each item and put the platter back where it was, 
again stretching in front of Rich.  She had loosened the tie around her 
neck and the halter gapped each time she moved.  The two ate their 
dinner, talking about how long it would take to finish with the hay. 
When they were finished with the meal, Joanne cleared the table and put 
away the leftover food.  They went to the porch, out the backdoor and 
began to put their work clothes back on.

When his sister bent over to pickup the bibs she had left on the ground, 
Rich gazed at her bottom.  He noticed how round and firm her butt had 
become and how muscular her thighs were.  When she stood up, he turned 
away and put his own bibs back on.

They went to the barn and hoisted another two loads of bails into the 
loft.  The afternoon heat made it hard to breath in the barn and the 
dust that filled the air clung to their exposed skin.  When they 
finished stacking the last group of bails, they took a break.

"I think that we'll be done after two more loads Jo," Rich said.  "It's 
so hot that I can barely stand it."

Rich wiped his face, took a drink out of the jug and handed it to his 
sister.  She drank some of the lukewarm water and poured some over her head.

"I've got an idea Rich," she said as she sat with water dripping off her 
face.  "Let's go down to the creek and go swimming.  Mom and dad won't 
be home until tomorrow and we can get up early to finish the hay, or do 
it tonight.  We haven't been swimming yet this year."

Rich thought about his sister's suggestion.  He peered down at the 
remaining bails of hay and knew they should finish their work.  The 
thought of the cool creek was inviting and overcame the idea of working.

"Sounds good to me sis, let's go get our suits."

They climbed down and went to the house.  After removing their work 
clothes, they went to their rooms to get their swimsuits.  Joanne pulled 
her new white two-piece out of the Wal-Mart bag and removed the tags. 
She went to the hall closet, pulled two towels off a shelf and hollered 
at her brother.

"I'm ready Rich, I'll meet you down stairs.  I have towels for us."

Rich came out of his room carrying his swim trunks.  He followed his 
sister outside and they put their overalls and boots back on.  Joanne 
called for the dog, and the three of them headed down the lane to the 
creek that ran through the property.   When they came to the narrow 
creek, they followed it to the pond that their father had created by 
scooping out some earth and building a dam.

The pond was used to collect water for the livestock.  A small housing 
concealed the pump that sucked the water from the pond and moved it 
through pipes to the barn and a large trough in the small pasture. 
Joanne dropped the towels onto the roof of the pump house and began to 
remove her boots as she sat on the edge of the low roof.  She pulled off 
her socks and stuffed them into her work boots.

"Turn around so I can put my suit on," she told her brother.

Rich removed his boots and socks, stood up and turned towards the clear 
pond.  He removed his overalls, his boxers and stepped into his suit. 
He could see his sister's reflection in the still water and watched as 
she removed her top and panties.  He felt his penis stiffen when she 
rolled her white panties down her legs and stood naked.  He could see 
her pubic hair and nipples in the mirror like water.  When his sister 
pulled the bottoms of her suit over her hips and put on the top, he dove 
from the bank into the cold water.

"How's the water?"  She asked as she stood at the edge of the pond 
watching her brother.

"It's great Jo," he replied trying to keep from shivering.

Joanne reached for the rope that hung from a tree limb, pulled it back 
and jumped up on the pump house.  She gripped the thick rope up as far 
as she could, swung out over the pond and dropped into the chilly water. 
  She swam to the shallower water and stood on the gravel bottom.  The 
water came up to her mid thigh and she stood shivering as she yelled at 
her brother.

"It's freezing!"

"Yeah," he said.  "It's a little on the cool side."

Rich looked at Joanne as she stood waving her hand at him.  The new 
white swimsuit was almost see-through when it was wet and he could see 
her hard nipples poking against the thin fabric.  She glanced down to 
see what her brother's eyes were staring at and giggled when she 
realized what it was.  Joanne charged towards him, splashing water 
before she tried to tackle him and pull him into the water.  She threw 
her arms around his neck and attempted to pull him down, but like every 
other time she had tried, in past summers, she failed.

Putting his arm around her waist, he tossed her effortlessly into the 
deeper water.  Joanne didn't give up though, she charged back at her 
brother and once again tried to pull him down.  The two frolicked in the 
cool water and once in a while Rich would let his sister get the better 
of him and go under.  He came up and rubbed his hands over his eyes and 
Joanne jumped onto him.  She wrapped her legs around his waist and her 
arms around his neck.

Joanne held onto her brother tightly as he twisted and turned trying to 
dislodge her.  As she moved from side to side, her breasts rubbed 
against his chest.  Rich grabbed her bottom and fell backwards, pulling 
her underwater with him.  Somehow during the roughhousing, the clasp on 
the back of Joanne's top released.  When her brother stood up, she fell 
away from him and back underwater.  When she came up, her top was 
missing and her breasts exposed.

Rich glared at his sister's naked chest, but she didn't realize her top 
was gone.  Leaping at him, she once again threw her arms around his neck 
and pulled herself against him.  When her breasts mashed into his chest, 
she noticed her top was gone.  She remained pressed against her 
brother's strong chest and looked into his eyes.

When he opened his mouth to speak, she covered it with hers and pushed 
her tongue in.  As the two kissed, they both relaxed in each other's 
arms.  Rich didn't resist his sister's advances, and began running his 
hand over her naked back.  Joanne pressed her hips forward and felt his 
rigid penis against her stomach.  They continued their kiss, their 
tongues dancing in one another's mouths.  They breathed heavily through 
their noses and moaned.

They finally pulled their heads apart and Joanne looked up into her 
brother's eyes.

"I lost my top," she said smiling trying to catch her breath.

Rich nodded and let his eyes drop to her breasts.  He watched as they 
rose and fell with each breath and studied her hard nipples.  His eyes 
drifted down over her tight stomach to her mons.  He stared at her 
crotch and thought he could make out her pubic hair under the thin 
material of her suit bottom.

"You're beautiful Jo," he told his little sister.

Joanne made no attempt to cover herself as her brother gazed over her 
seminude body.  Her arms hung loosely at her sides and she grinned when 
she heard his words.  She took a step closer to him, put her hands on 
his shoulders and reached up to kiss him again.  Rich placed his hands 
on her sides, returned her kiss and began to rub her soft skin.  He 
moved his hands over her ribs and soon his thumbs were bumping into the 
bottom of her breasts.  When he ran his thumbs over her taught nipples, 
Joanne groaned into his mouth.

The feeling was one that she had never experienced before.  She felt 
like jolts of electricity were running from her breasts to her crotch. 
Pushing her chest against her brother's hands, she moaned continuously 
into his open mouth.  She felt him close his strong fingers over her 
mounds and begin to massage the firm flesh.  Her mind began to reel and 
her breathing became labored.

Rich removed one of his hands from her breast and moved it to her 
bottom.  He gripped her butt cheek and pulled her body to his.  He moved 
his mouth from hers and began to kiss her neck as she moaned into the 
hot afternoon air.  When he put his other hand on her bottom and pulled 
up, Joanne wrapped her legs around him.

Moving slowly, he squeezed her butt and walked towards the edge of the 
pond.  He carried her out of the water to a grassy spot under the large 
tree that had the rope swing attached to it.  Rich released the grip on 
his sister's bottom and she lowered her feet to the ground, feeling the 
soft grass against her toes.  The two siblings never broke contact with 
one another as they slowly collapsed onto the grass.  Joanne rolled onto 
her back and Rich stretched out next to her.  He put his mouth on hers 
and began to kiss her again.

Joanne could feel her brother's penis against her hip as he rocked his 
body against hers.  Curious, she put her hand between them and touched 
the hard shaft that she had watched him stroke two days before.  Rich 
jumped when he felt her fingertips against his hard-on and groaned when 
she took hold of it through his suit.  She could feel it throbbing in 
her hand and the sensation made her vagina begin to tingle like it did 
when she played with herself.

Rich and his sister squirmed around on the grass trying to find a 
comfortable position.  Joanne put her head on his arm and pulled his 
hand over her breast.  She continued to stroke his penis through his wet 
swim trunks as he pulled at her small nipple.  He put his free hand on 
her stomach and began to move it over her sexually heated flesh.  When 
his fingers brushed the bottoms of her suit, he traced the waistband 
with the tips.  His fingertips caused her stomach to suck in and created 
a gap in her suit.  Rich let his fingers dip beneath the suit and down 
to the top of the sparse curls of her pubic mound.

Joanne sucked in her breath, pulling air through her brother's nose and 
into her mouth when she felt his fingers closing in on her sex.  When 
her brother began to retract his fingers from her mons, she tightened 
the grip on his penis and lifted her hips to maintain contact.  She was 
breathing heavily and removed her mouth from her brothers.  She looked 
up into his face as he hovered above her and smiled.

"I'm going to cum if you keep rubbing my cock Jo," he said.

"I know Rich.  Don't you want to?"

Rich nodded at his sister and leaned down to kiss her breast.  When she 
felt his lips on her nipple she worked her free hand to the back of his 
head and held him to her.  Taking the hard pink nipple into his mouth, 
Rich began to suck it and rub it with his tongue.  Joanne bucked her 
hips up causing his hand to go between her legs, and squealed.  She felt 
her brother rub her crotch and moved her hand faster on his hard shaft.

Joanne was lost in her passion as her brother suckled her breast and 
rubbed between her legs.  His fingertip inadvertently made contact with 
her clitoris and she let out a heated moan.

"Right there," she panted into the side of his head.  "Touch me right 
there."

Rich wasn't sure what she was talking about, but he continued to move 
his fingers against her moist heated vulva.  He moved from her soft 
labia to her clit and back trying to find the place she was talking 
about.  Each time his fingers touched her hooded nub, she would push her 
hips up and squeeze his penis.  Finally he got the idea and left his 
fingertips on her clit, rubbing it firmly.

The thought of having his hands in a girl's pants, even if it was his 
sister, and the feeling of her hand on his penis was more than he could 
take.  He felt his penis swell in her hand and his semen surge through 
it.  Jet after jet of cum surged through his shaft and into his swim 
trunks.  He lifted his head from Joanne's breast and let out a loud groan.

Joanne could feel his penis throbbing in her hand and knew that she had 
caused him to shoot his stuff again.  This time she could feel it with 
her fingers and felt excited at the fact that she had brought her big 
brother pleasure.  When the throbbing stopped, she kept her fingers 
resting on his still firm member and sighed.

Rich once again began to move his fingers between her legs and soon she 
felt the muscled in her stomach contract.  She lifted her bottom off the 
grass and yelled out as her climax ripped through her body.  Her brother 
took a nipple back into his mouth and started to suck on it as her butt 
bounced on the grass and against his fingers.  She could feel her juices 
running between the cheeks of her butt as he kept his fingers against 
her clit.

Suddenly Joanne saw stars and felt her entire body tingle.  Her muscles 
began to contract and she moved her head from side to side, groaning. 
When the feelings began to subside, she wiggled away from her brother 
and the fingers that were on her overly sensitive clitoris.  She pushed 
her legs together, pulled her knees up and let her arms extend from her 
sides.

Rich watched his sister's round breasts rise and fall with her breathing 
as she tried to catch her breath.  After several minutes, she opened her 
eyes, rolled her head to the side and gazed into her brother's big blue 
eyes.  He was still on his side, his head propped up with his hand.  She 
let her eyes travel from his face, along his bent arm to his chest.  She 
looked down at his swimsuit and saw the bulge of his still erect penis 
in the material.  She studied it carefully and noticed how there seemed 
to be a ridge near the end.

Rolling onto her side, Joanne got up on all fours.  She moved over to 
Rich, kissed him and then stood up.

"I need to cool off," she said as she moved towards the water.  "Want to 
join me?"

Rich scrambled to his feet and walked to the edge of the pond.  He took 
his sister's hand and they walked into the cold water together.  When 
they were in up to their thighs, they both dove under the surface and 
came up on the other side.

Neither of them talked about what had just happened for several minutes. 
  Joanne located her top near the dam, fished it out of the water and 
looked at the clip to see if it could be salvaged.  On close inspection, 
she saw that it had bent and could be fixed.  She balled the top up and 
threw it at the shore, preferring to remain topless.

Rich was a few feet away from her and rinsing his trunks in the water. 
Joanne walked up behind him, put her arms around his waist and leaned 
her head against his back.  Her brother flinched when he felt her hands 
on his stomach, but then relaxed.  He stood almost motionless as she 
pressed her breasts into his back and slowly rubbed his stomach. 
Finally Joanne's curiosity got the best of her and she moved one of her 
hands down to his crotch.  She ran her fingers through his soft pubic 
hair and then down to his cock.

Joanne wrapper her fingers around his shaft and held it gently in her 
hand.  She moved around in front of him and looked down into the clear 
water.

"I want to see it Rich," she almost whispered.  "I want to see your thing."

Pulling him gently by his penis, they moved into shallower water.  She 
kept her eyes fixed on his penis and her hand as they reached a point 
where the water was only knee deep.  Rich stood with his hands on his 
hips as his sister explored his manhood.  She lifted it and looked at 
the bottom, running her thumb along the thick vein.  When she let go of 
him, she giggled at the way his hard-on bounced.  Reaching between his 
legs, she cupped his testicles and felt their weight.  She rolled the 
encased orbs in her hand and felt the heat they emitted.

"It's cute," she giggled as she returned her fingers to his shaft.

Joanne marveled at how her brother's penis could be so hard and so soft 
at the same time.  She moved her hand along its length and watched how 
the skin moved with it.  Touching the velvety crown, she felt him jump 
in her hand.

"If I keep doing this will you shoot your stuff again?"

"Yes Jo, if you keep jacking me off, I'll cum.  It feels so good when 
you touch me, I'm not going to be able to hold it much longer."

"Am I doing it right Rich," she asked as she rubbed him and looked into 
his eyes.

Seeing an opportunity to increase his pleasure, Rich said, "Squeeze it a 
little harder and twist your hand sis."

Joanne tightened her fingers around his shaft and continued to stroke 
him.  She twisted her hand as it moved over the hot throbbing shaft as 
her brother had told her.

"Like this?"

"Oh yes," he groaned.  "Jo, can I see you naked too please.  I've never 
seen a girl's pussy."

Joanne giggled and released his penis.  She pushed her swimsuit bottoms 
down over her hips, lifted one leg and then the other, removing them 
from her feet.  Turning towards shore, she tossed the suit at the pump 
house, watching it land on the ground next to the small building.

When she turned back to face her brother, the two teens stood and stared 
at each other's naked bodies.  Rich moved his eyes from his sister's 
face down to her crotch and let them lingered there.  He looked at the 
tiny blonde curls that covered her and the V created by the union of her 
mons and legs.  Rich could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he 
adsorbed the erotic beauty before him.

Joanne felt her breath quicken as her brother gazed at her nudity.  She 
felt excited by the thought that she could have such a profound effect 
on her brother, or any other boy for that matter.  After several minutes 
of gawking, she moved closer to him and hugged his naked body.

Rich put his arms around her and lowered his hands to her bottom.  He 
gripped her cheeks and pulled her against him, trapping his penis 
between their stomachs.  Joanne pressed her chest into his and nuzzled 
her head against his shoulder.  The difference in height between the two 
siblings allowed Rich to rest his chin on the top of her head.

"Remember when we use to swim naked when we were younger?"  She said. 
"This is so much better."

"Yeah it is Jo, this is wonderful.  Maybe we can do this again sometime."

Joanne wiggled against him and said, "Maybe we can do this every time. 
It feels so exciting to be naked with you.  I hope you don't mind seeing 
me like this."

"Mind!  How could I mind Jo?  You're so beautiful and you have a really 
hot body.  I love looking at you."

"Rich, how many naked girls have you seen?"

"Only you in person Jo."

"Well, how do you know I have a good body then?"

"I've seen pictures before, pictures of naked women.  I've also seen the 
girls in the Sears catalog in their underwear."

"Where did you see pictures of naked women?"  She asked looking up at him.

"In a magazine.  One of the guys at school gave me a couple that he took 
from his dad."

"Really!  Do you still have them?"

"Yeah, I have them hidden."

The combination of the cool water around his legs and the conversation 
he was having with his sister caused Rich's erection to subside and his 
penis returned to its flaccid condition.  Joanne decided that she wanted 
to swim again and stepped back.  When she saw her brother's penis 
hanging limply over his testicles, she giggled.

"What happened to your thing Rich, it looks like it shrank."

"It just isn't hard Jo.  I don't have a boner all the time, just when 
I'm turned on.  Besides, it's not a 'thing', it's a cock or a dick, or a 
pecker...anything but a 'thing'."

Joanne put her hands on her flared hips, cocked her head to the side and 
grinned at her brother.  "I think it's cute and I want to call it a thing."

Rich shook his head and said, "Whatever."  He watched her turn and dive 
into the deep water, gliding under the surface.

Diving in after her, Rich swam over to his sister and they once again 
stood close in the deep water.  Joanne put her finger on his shoulder 
and pressed into his skin.  When she removed her finger she watched his 
skin change from white to pink.

"We better get out of the sun Rich, you're starting to burn."

Rich followed her across the pond the large tree and sat on the grass in 
the shade with her at his side.  He lay back and rested his head on his 
folded arms, looking up into the branches above him.  Joanne sat next to 
him, Indian style, watching his chest move with his breathing.  Her eyes 
traveled down his body to his flaccid penis and then back up to his face.

When Rich turned his head towards her and opened his eyes, he stared 
into her wide spread crotch.  He studied her vulva and the soft folds of 
her labia.  Rich could see her hooded clit peeking out from the pink 
flesh and decided that it was the nub that brought her pleasure when he 
touched it.

Joanne watched her brother gazing into her crotch and grinned as his 
penis began to move.  She watched it grow in length and girth, lifting 
its self up from the sack that it had been resting on.  When her 
brother's penis was fully erect and pointing at his belly she reached 
over and ran her finger along its length.  She traced the ridge under 
the helmet shaped head, giggling as it flexed uncontrollably.  She 
wrapped her fingers around his shaft and lowered her hand until she 
could feel his pubic hair against the side of her hand.

Forming a circle with her index finger and thumb, she measured his 
circumference.  Her thumb and finger just barely touched as they circled 
his shaft.  She noticed that her hand covered just less than half of its 
length and that she could feel his heartbeat against her fingertips. 
Glancing up to his face, she saw that his eyes hadn't moved from her crotch.

Joanne began to slowly move her hand over her brother's penis.  She 
rotated her hand around him as she traveled from its base to the head 
and back.  When a drop of fluid formed at the slit on the tip, she ran 
her thumb over it, spreading it over the velvety crown.  She felt Rich's 
hand on her thigh, but didn't move her eyes away from the hard member in 
her hand.

Rich slid his hand along his sister's silky inner thigh, feeling her 
muscles jump against his fingertips.  He moved up until his fingertips 
touched her folds and heard her suck in her breath.  Moving slowly, he 
pushed at the resilient flesh and watched it move.  Placing his fingers 
along her slit, he pulled her labia aside and gazed into the pink flesh. 
  He could see her moisture glistening in the defused sunlight that 
filtered through the leaves of the old Oak tree.  Moving one finger up 
to her clitoris, he touched it and once again heard her moan.

As her brother explored her sex with his eyes and fingers, Joanne felt 
her body heat rise and her vagina tingle deep inside.  She increased the 
speed of her hand on his penis and the pressure.  When her brother's 
finger found the opening to her vagina and penetrated it, she squealed 
in pleasure.  She could feel him snaking his digit into her depths, 
moving in a piston like motion.  Joanne's hips began to move as her 
brother fingered her and she shifted to her knees.  Glancing down, she 
watched her brother's finger disappear into her body.

The sensation of her vagina being stretched and penetrated along with 
the feeling of her brother's penis in her hand sent Joanne over the top. 
  Her tight cavern gripped his finger and her stomach muscles began to 
spasm.  Joanne didn't realize that her hand was moving over Rich's penis 
at the speed it was and she never felt him swell as he began to ejaculate.

Rich's semen shot out of his penis, arched and landed on Joanne's leg. 
She was unaware of the thick cum splattering against her as her own 
climax coursed through her body.  Animal like grunts filled the hot 
still air around the two siblings as they ventured further into their 
sexual awareness.  Joanne continued to pump her hand over Rich's spent 
penis as he wormed his finger deeper into her vagina.  When he tried to 
add a second finger, it stretched the opening in her hymen. She felt 
sharp pangs of pain and lifted her crotch away from his hand.

"Ouch!" she yelped.  "That hurt."

Joanne sat back on the grass, releasing her brother's now limp penis. 
She clamped her legs together and grimaced as the sharp pains began to 
subside.

"What's the matter Jo?  What did I do?"

"I'm not sure Rich.  Your finger felt so good and then all of a sudden 
it felt like you were ripping me, but I'm ok now."

Rich sat up, move closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder.  He 
kissed the top of her head and said, "I'm so sorry Jo.  I didn't mean to 
hurt you."

Looking down at her legs, Joanne saw the streaks of drying semen on her 
thigh.  She touched the substance with her fingertip, feeling its 
strange consistency.  When she pulled her finger away a thin strand 
formed, snapping back to her leg as she moved away.  Curious about the 
thick fluid, she returned her finger and pushed it around on her leg. 
She thought about the girl in the car next to them at the drive-in and 
how she had put her boyfriend's penis into her mouth.  She remembered 
her brother saying that the boy came in her mouth and wondered what it 
would taste like.

Joanne collected a small amount of her brother's semen on her fingertip. 
  She glanced over to him, saw he wasn't looking at her and put her 
finger into her mouth.  When the tangy cum touched her tongue, she 
quickly pulled her finger away.  The flavor lingered on her tongue.  She 
could detect the saltiness and a slight bitter taste.  As she let the 
semen remain on her tongue, she decided that it wasn't all that bad. 
She returned her finger to her mouth and sucked the rest of the fluid 
off of it.  She became more intrigued with the strange tang and scooped 
more of the cum from her leg.  She again glanced at her brother and then 
extended her tongue and licked the glob from her finger.  She swirled 
the semen around the inside of her mouth and then swallowed it.

"I need to clean up," Joanne said.  "You squirt your stuff all over my 
legs."

Rich looked at his cum on his sister's legs and shrugged his shoulders. 
  When she got up and went to the water's edge, he followed.  He stood 
next to her as she cupped her hand and lifted some water to her thigh 
and rinsed away the remains of their sexual activity.  When she had 
removed all traces of her brother's discharge, she turned and went back 
to the grass.

Joanne stretched out on her back in the soft grass and watched as her 
brother sat on the roof of the pump house.  He had his legs apart and 
she could see his penis and scrotum between them.  Smiling up at him, 
Joanne invited him to join her on the grass.

Rich jumped off the pump house and lay down next to Joanne.  She reached 
down and took his hand in hers, watching it disappear as he wrapped his 
fingers around it.

"Did I do it right?  Did it feel okay when I rubbed your thing?"  She 
said softly.

"You did fine Jo," he chuckled.  "It felt great."

Turning her head to him she asked, "As good as when you do it?"

"What?  What are you talking about?"

"Did it feel as good when I did it as it does when you play with it?" 
She replied grinning.

"Um, ah," he stuttered.  "How do you know I play with my cock?"

"I saw you.  I watched you do it in the shower the other day, I even saw 
it shoot."

Rich's face turned bright red and he looked away.

"Well," she giggled.  "Do I do it as good as you do?"

Rich cleared his throat.  He couldn't believe that they were discussing 
his masturbation, or that she had seen him doing it.  After several 
moments, he said, "You do it real good Jo."

Joanne released his hand, rolled onto her side facing him and put her 
arm over his chest.  She rested her head in the crook of his arm, 
wiggled against his body and put her leg over his.

"Good, but not as good as when you do it to yourself," she said with 
disappointment in her voice.

Rich moved his hand to her back and stroked her.  He looked into his 
little sister's eyes and grinned devilishly.  "You'll get better Jo, if 
you want to do it again.  A guy just knows how it feels best and it's 
easier for him to do it just right.  All you need is some practice."

Joanne perked up, slid her hand down to his genitals and covered his 
limp penis.  She squeezed it gently, feeling it respond to her fingers. 
  "Does that mean you want me to do it again Rich?  Can I play with your 
thing some more?"

Relishing in the feeling of his sister's small hand on his penis, he 
replied, "Yes Jo, I'd love it if you did it again.  It feels nice when 
you jack me off.  Do you want me to play with your pussy again?  I'll 
try not to hurt you like before."

"Yes," she whispered as she moved her crotch against his leg.  "I want 
you to play with me again.  I've done it to myself before and I 
understand about knowing how to do it just right.  I guess we both need 
to practice."

They both closed their eyes and relaxed in the heat of the afternoon. 
Joanne drifted to sleep thinking about her brother's hand between her 
legs and her hand on his penis.  She also thought about the couple at 
the drive-in and decided that she wanted more.  She wanted to find out 
what it was like to feel him in her mouth and to have him lick her.

A cool breeze caused Joanne to shiver and move closer to her sleeping 
brother.  Neither of then had noticed the sky cloud up or the fact that 
the sun was hidden.  She opened her eyes and looked out at the storm 
clouds that had formed and shook her brother when she heard thunder 
rumbling in the distance.

"We have to go Rich, there's a storm coming."

Rich opened his eyes glanced at the sky and scrambled to his feet. 
Joanne also jumped up and scurried over the pile of clothes nest to the 
pump house.  She grabbed her overalls, pulled them up her legs and sat 
down to put her boots on.  Rich caught her out of the corner of his eye 
and realized that she hadn't put on her panties or halter-top under her 
bibs.  Smiling, he pulled his boxers on and then his overalls.  Once 
they both had their boots on and tied, Joanne began gathering the 
clothes and towels.  She picked up the two pieces of her new swimsuit, 
hoping that she wouldn't get much use out of it.

Taking some of the items from his sister, Rich called for the dog and 
they all began to head back to the farmhouse.  As they walked along the 
narrow path, lighting lit up the dark sky.  A loud clap of thunder 
caused Joanne to jump and she closed the gap between herself and her 
brother.  When they reached the lane, the rain began to fall.

Once they were on the lane, they began to jog towards the barn.  Rich 
glanced at Joanne and watched her breasts bouncing behind the front 
panel of her bibs.  He could see the side of her firm breast and 
marveled at the way it jiggled as she ran.  All of a sudden the skies 
opened and the rain began to come down in torrents.  The wind blew the 
rain into their faces, stinging as it struck them.  When they reached 
the barn, they dashed into the lower level.

"You wait here Jo, I've got to go and bring the cows in," Rich told her.

"Okay, be careful.  I'll feed the rest of the animals while you're gone."

Rich nodded and ran though the rain to the gate of the small pasture. 
He opened the metal gate and ran out into the field, yelling at the 
cows.  The dog ran with him, barking at the cows and herding them 
towards the opening in the fence.  Joanne had finished feeding the other 
livestock and went out into the barnyard to help her brother.  They 
yelled, waved their arms and finally got the cows into the barn and 
their stalls.

Rich picked up a pitchfork, put hay into each of the stalls for the cows 
and closed the barn door.  He and Joanne went up into the upper part of 
the barn and sat on hay bails.  The wind was really beginning to howl 
and the thunder clapped repeatedly.  They were both soaked threw to the 
skin and a bit chilled.

"Well," Rich said.  "I guess we're not going to get any wetter.  Let's 
go to the house."

"Okay Rich," Joanne replied.  "You go first and hold the backdoor open 
for me."

Rich nodded, opened the door and ran towards the house.  Joanne grabbed 
the pile of clothes and the towels, stepped out the door and closed it. 
  She ran across the yard and onto the back porch as her brother held 
the door open for her.

The two began to remove their wet things and dried themselves with the 
towels they had taken to the swimming hole.  The telephone rang, and 
Joanne ran into the kitchen to answer it.  She was standing naked with 
the receiver against her ear when Rich walked in and stood next to her.

"Hi daddy," Joanne said.

"Yes, we're fine.  We have almost all of the hay put into the loft and 
we went swimming for a while."

"Yes, we took care of the animals."

"Yeah, it's storming here too."

"Okay, we'll see you and mom tomorrow."

Joanne finished talking with her father and hung up the telephone.  She 
turned to her brother and looked over his naked body, feeling herself 
tingle.  After telling him what their father had said, she headed for 
her room to dress.

Rich walked past his sister's room on the way to his and looked into her 
open door.  He saw her bent over one of the Wal-Mart bags, searching 
through it.  Grinning, he went his room and put on clean dry clothes. 
Joanne put on a pair of her new pajamas and went downstairs.  Rich was 
in the living room, sitting on the couch and watching television.

"Are you hungry Rich?"  Joanne asked.  "I'm going to fix us some supper."

"I'm starved sis.  What are you going to make?"

"I'll have to check and see what we have," she said as she left the room.

Joanne took a container of soup from the refrigerator and put it into a 
pan.  She turned on the stove, began to heat the soup and started to 
prepare sandwiches.  Once the soup was hot and the sandwiches were on 
the table, she called for her brother.

The two siblings sat at the kitchen table eating their supper and 
talking about the day at the swimming hole.  While they were eating, a 
flash of lighting lit up the kitchen and the lights flickered.  Joanne 
got up, went to a cupboard and took a tall round candle out.  She placed 
it on the table in a small plate and lit it with a wooden match.

"I hate it when we lose power," she said as she sat back down.

"Jo," Rich said as he took a bite of his sandwich.  "Are you okay with 
the things we did today?"

Once again the kitchen was filled with bright light from the lighting. 
Loud thunder followed it immediately and the lights flickered and then 
went out.  The orange glow from the candle illuminated Rich's face and 
the flickering flame danced in his eyes.  Joanne gazed into her 
brother's dark blue pools and felt her heart swell in her chest and beat 
so loud she was sure he could hear it.  Her body tingled and she smiled.

Joanne had always loved her brother.  He was her teacher, her protector 
and her best friend.  She was feeling a new emotion now, an emotion she 
didn't quite understand.  Never before had she experienced the feelings 
that were consuming her.  Never before had she been at a loss for words. 
  Even though the storm raged outside the old farmhouse, the thunder 
seemed distant.

Thinking about her brother's question, she tried to sort out her 
feelings.  Was she okay with the things they had done?  She knew in her 
mind that what she and her brother were doing...what they had done, was 
taboo.  She knew in her mind that the way she felt was supposed to be 
reserved for a boyfriend, or a husband.  She knew in her mind that the 
feelings, the contact, the sex was wrong, but she wasn't feeling with 
her mind, she was feeling with her heart.

Time seemed to stand still as she stared into her brother's eyes.  Her 
eyes began to fill with tears, tears of joy, tears of happiness, tears 
of love.  She slowly put her spoon into her bowl, stood up and went to 
him.  She sat down in his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and 
hugged him.  After several minutes, she lifted her head, wiped her eyes 
and covered his mouth with hers.

Rich's arms moved unconsciously around her waist.  He breathed heavily 
through his nose as she probed his mouth with her tongue.  He could feel 
the heat of his little sister's body rise as she tried to wiggle closer 
to him.  He noticed that his penis remained flaccid as they kissed, for 
this wasn't a sexual kiss, this was a loving kiss.  A kiss that could 
only be shared by two people that felt so committed to one another that 
nothing in the world could break them apart...not even the fact that they 
were related.  Suddenly it didn't matter that they were brother and 
sister.  It didn't matter that incest was wrong or against the law. 
This was a bonding of two hearts that could never be broken by law or 
man.  This was a bonding of a lifetime.

Joanne broke the passionate kiss momentarily when she felt her brother 
lift her effortlessly and hold her in his arms.

"Pickup the candle," he whispered into her ear.

He turned her towards the table and she reached out and grabbed the 
candle.  Rich carried her out of the kitchen, up the stairs and into his 
bedroom.  He gently placed her on his bed and took the candle, setting 
it on his dresser.  Joanne just stared as he walked over to the bed, sat 
down and pulled her into his arms.  Together, the lay back and wrapped 
their arms around one another.  Rich put his lips against hers and 
lightly kissed her.

They engaged in a kiss that, up until now, was immeasurable.  Their 
bodies squirmed together until their legs and arms were tangled, and 
they were making as much contact with the other that they possibly 
could.  Their emotions reached a place that neither one knew was 
obtainable, that neither knew existed.  As they continued to kiss, 
Joanne and her brother climaxed together, both dressed, neither touching 
the other's sexual places.  They relaxed in one another's arms, but 
maintained the close contact.  Without a single word, they fell asleep.

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